Date: Wed, 5 Jan 2005 00:42:56 -0800 (PST)
From: sacangeles@yahoo.com
Subject: Three Roads Part 1: It All Has To Start Somewhere

Warning: The following story contains graphic sex between consenting adult
males.  If you are underage or do not wish to read anything about two adult
males having sex then stop right here.  Any feedback positive or negative
is appreciated.  Any ideas for future parts or if i should even produce any
more parts can be sent to sacangeles@yahoo.com

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From three different directions, three very different people were about to
cross paths.  They would all disagree on what ultimately brought them
together.  The one coming from the North would call it fate, The one coming
from the South would call it God, and the one coming from the East would
simply call it a coincidence.  Eric Johnson, the one coming from the North,
was 5'10, thin and white.  Too white in his opinion.  No amount of time
spent in a tanning booth would ever change the fact that he was very white.
He didn't like the fact that he was so skinny.  His mom would always hassle
him "Are you eating?"

"Yes mom I eat."

"Then where does it all go?"

"I don't know mom."

Eric also didn't like where he lived.  The reason his skin was probably so
pasty was because where he came from, just a few miles away from the
California/ Oregon border, it rained all the time.  There was always
excitement whenever the sun bothered to show up more than two days in a
row. Truth be told there was very little that Eric did like about himself,
especially the fact that he could only pop a boner when thinking about
other guys.  He would have never admitted that to anyone in a million years
and he had tried everything he could think of how to "cure" himself.  He
had convinced himself that by moving away for college (the school was an
hour and a half away from home) that he would find the fountain of
straightness or the holy grail for straight people.  Little did he know
that by going to California State University Sunnydale he would be
confronted with all that he wanted to hide and have no escape.

From the South was Toby Black.  Toby was the epitome of an athlete.  He was
tall at 6'3, was in outstanding shape and had confidence.  Most people
mistook his confidence for cockiness, but he didn't mind.  In his mind,
people who thought that about him never took the time to get to know him
and therefore he need not care what they thought.  Toby had won a full ride
to Sunnydale on a tennis scholarship.  His father would always complain
that "black people don't play tennis."

"Well I'm only half black so I guess I'm good."

Toby knew that only about fifty percent of tennis was about skill.  Sure
you needed to have a decent serve and have solid ground strokes, but if you
didn't walk out there with the belief that you could beat anyone then skill
could only take you so far.  Toby had said goodbye to his longtime
boyfriend, Richard, just last night.  Actually, they had said goodbye two
weeks ago when Richard went off to his school a few hours from where they
lived in Los Angeles.  They had been together for a year and a half and it
was a year and half of bliss.  They played on the tennis team together in
their high school.  They were an awesome doubles team.  They knew how to
compensate the other on the court and in their relationship as well.  They
had decided to break up because they were going to separate colleges and
both agreed that this was the best time to find out who you are.  So to
break up amicably and with no strings attached was the best for the both of
them.  Toby's mind suddenly drifted back to what had happened just last
night.

He had said good night to his parents and stayed up way later than he
should have.  It was 11 o clock when he finally got up to his room and he
had a six hour drive ahead of him the next day.  He wanted to leave the
house no later than eight am, so he could make it to Sunnydale, check in,
and unpack all by a decent hour.  He jumped in the shower and put on a wife
beater and some checkered pajama bottoms and jumped into bed.  He was in
that perfect spot in between being awake and falling asleep when the
familiar theme from the children's television show Inspector Gadget told
him his cell phone was ringing.  He looked at the ID on the phone and it
said Richard.  His heart skipped a beat and he answered.

"Hey babe what's up?"

"Were you asleep?"

"I was getting there," Toby said stifling a yawn.

"Hey do you mind if I come by real quick?"

"Babe, your school's two hours away.  I hope to be in lala land way before
that."

"I'm actually right outside your house."

Toby jumped out of his bed and opened his blinds just enough to be able to
see outside.  It was too dark to see any features on any cars.

"Flash your lights." Two high beams came on and then just as soon cut off.

"Richard, I have to get up early in the morning, I got to drive for six
hours tomorrow.

"I know, I know.  Please just let me in.  Give me twenty minutes and I'll
be gone."

"Fine, Toby said giving in to his former flame," I'm coming down now be at
the door.

He ended the call and put his phone next to his bed.  What the hell did
Richard want?  A two hour drive just to talk for twenty minutes?  He got to
the door and opened it.  It had only been two weeks since they had last
seen each other but Toby felt like he was looking at Richard for the first
time.  The spiky blonde hair, the beautiful tanned skin, those beautiful
dick sucking lips.  His mind started to wander again to what he knew was
under those clothes.  Toby had seen it, been intimate with those parts many
times before.  He snapped back to attention and put his finger up to his
lips to signal to Richard they needed to be quiet.  Richard quietly walked
in and closed the door behind him.  They crossed the living room and headed
up the stairs and all the way down the hallway into Toby's room, where Toby
closed the door behind them.  Richard walked over to Toby's bed, sat down,
took a deep breath, then smiled, "You look good."

"Richard, talk.  I need to go to bed.  Why are you here?  I mean I'm glad
to see you but what is this about?"

"I was in the neighborhood..... thought I'd swing by."

"You live two hours away."

"Ok, so I came to see you."

"Why?"

"Are we being stupid?"

"Oh God!"  Toby began to pace the room as Richard began to talk.

"I love you, you love me, why are we breaking up?"

Toby leaned up against the wall across from his bed, " Richard please don't
do this.  This is hard enough.  I don't...."

Richard had walked across the room and put his finger over Toby's lips.  He
was now standing directly in front of Toby.  Toby could smell Richard's
breath and it reminded him of all the times they had spent together.
Richard removed his finger from Toby's lips and then begin to massage
Toby's crotch through his flimsy pajama bottoms.  Toby opened his mouth to
object, but Richard once again silenced him.

"Shhhh....tell me this doesn't feel good."

All that escaped Toby's mouth was a moan of pleasure.  That and the hard on
Richard could feel was all the confirmation he needed.  He kissed his ex
boyfriend deeply and more moans escaped Toby's lips.  Richard was still
massaging Toby's crotch as he kissed him, their tongues dueling for
control.  Richard broke the kiss and immediately dropped to his knees.  He
took off the jean jacket he had been wearing, threw it across the room and
in one quick pull, pulled down both the flimsy pajama bottoms and Toby's
underwear.  Toby's cut seven inch dick stood fully at attention already
covered with pre cum from the massage Richard had been giving it.  He
wasted no time and immediately took as much of Toby's dick as he could down
his throat.  This was what Toby loved most, a blowjob from Richard.  It was
the way Richard rotated his tongue around the cockhead, the way Richard
pulled on his balls, the way Richard would bob up and down on his cock that
made Toby love it so much.  Richard continued to go up and down Toby's dick
; deep throating the seven inch monster in front of him.  Toby began to
grab fist fulls of Richard's hair as the blowjob was bringing him to the
brink of cumming.  Richard stopped and got back to his feet and went back
to passionately kissing his ex lover.  Toby could taste his own pre cum
being transferred from Richard's tongue to his own.  Richard was now
grinding into Toby and Toby knew he had to have what was in those tight
jeans.  Toby broke the kiss long enough to lift His ex boyfriend's shirt
over his head and then resumed the kiss.  As they kissed Toby slid his hand
down to Richard's crotch and felt the seven inch member that belonged to
Richard.  Toby wanted to waste no more time he unfastened Richard's jeans,
unzipped them and they dropped to the floor.  Toby hated the way briefs
looked on a man and he especially hated to wear them, and only wore them
when he played tennis, but an exception was made for Richard.  No man
looked better in a pair of briefs than Richard did.  Toby could see that
Richard had on a pair of black bikini briefs and it drove him wild.  As he
pulled down Richard's briefs Toby moaned in his ear.

"I want you inside me."

Richard's reply was to again deeply kiss the man he loved with all his
might.  Toby broke the kiss this time to say, " I think we should go to the
bed."

"No, I want you like this." Richard breathed into his ear.

Though Richard and Toby were roughly the same height and weight Richard was
much stronger than Toby.  When they played tennis, Toby always won, but he
knew he it was only because he moved Richard around the court as much as
possible.  If Richard had time to set up for a shot, especially his
forehand, the point would essentially be over, because Richard could hit
harder and more accurately on the line than anybody Toby had ever seen.

"Turn around." Richard said lovingly to Toby.  Toby complied without
hesitation.  He bent over and braced himself by putting his hand flat
against the wall.  Richard entered him and Toby moaned loudly.

"Shhh..or your parents will here us."

Toby barely heard what Richard had said.  He was in another world right now
that he would only come out of when his cum erupted out of his dick.
Richard begin to go in and out of Toby, slowly at first and then faster and
faster.  They broke this position and Richard motioned for Toby to lay on
his back on the floor.  Toby again complied and laid on his bedroom floor
waiting to see what Richard would do.  Richard got on the floor as well,
spread Toby's legs and put them on his shoulder and entered his lover
again.  This time Richard began as fast he could plunging his hard cock in
and out of Toby's hole as fast as he could.  Toby was jacking his dick
furiously while moaning.

"Oh yeah babe. Keep going I'm so close."

Richard kept going for another thirty seconds before Toby crossed the
threshold.

"Babe, I'm gonna cum."

And with that Toby began to shoot all over his chest with such force that
some even landed on his neck.  Toby loved to have Richard still going in
and out of his hungry hole while he was still feeling the effects of an
orgasm so with his last bit of energy he said " Fuck me."

Slowly Richard began to rock his hips back and forth, still fucking his
lover after he had cum.  He milked the last bits of cum from Toby's dick.
Still inside of Toby, Richard began to kiss Toby just as passionately as he
had at the beginning and Toby moaned in delight.  Richard broke the kiss
and pulled out of Toby and began to jerk his cock up and down.  It didn't
take long before Richard had added to the mess on Toby's stomach, mixing
his own cum with his boyfriend's, or ex boyfriend... he wasn't sure what
they were at the moment.  Richard fell on top of Toby completely exhausted.
They laid there for a few moments before Toby broke the silence.

"That took longer than twenty minutes." He said still out of breath.  They
both laughed and fell asleep on the floor, where they would awake together
in a few hours.

Toby returned to the present and rubbed his crotch.  Remembering the events
from just a few hours ago had given him a boner.  He looked at himself in
the rearview mirror.

"It's over." he said to himself not quite sure if he was saying it because
it was fact or because he was trying to convince himself.

From the east came Cooper.  His flight had just landed at the gate from
Maine.  He was convinced that only four Asian people lived in all of Maine.
Him, his mom and dad, and his older sister.  He came from a very
conservative family that was outraged when he told them he was attending a
school all the way across the country.  If it were not for Cooper's older
sister, Andrea, who knows what might have happened.  Cooper loved his
parents because all kids are supposed to love their parents, but he loved
Andrea because she had always been there for him.  Through thick and thin
she always supported him which is more than he could say about either
parent or any friend he had.  Andrea was the only person who knew that
Cooper was gay.  He was not ashamed to be gay in any way, but he felt that
she was the only person who deserved to know.

Cooper was now walking around the airport looking for a bathroom when he
spotted one.  He set his suitcases down and went to a urinal and began his
business.  Cooper smiled as he looked down... he was completely hard.  For
all the stereotypes he had heard about Asians, there was on he knew for
sure that wasn't true: all Asians have small dicks.  Cooper was nine inches
and about 6 inches thick and he told anyone who would listen.  Someone had
taken the urinal right next to Cooper.  He looked around and noticed that
there were several other urinals the guy could have used but he chose the
one right next to him.

Cooper looked over to the guy next to him.  He appeared to be in his mid
twenties, he was a big beefy guy too, Cooper thought to himself that this
guy could have been a firefighter.  He smiled at the guy and continued to
pee. Cooper moved back just a little bit so that the guy could have a good
view of his enormous dick.  Out of the corner of his eye he saw the guy
look at his dick.

"Nice," the guy whispered, " can I see you jerk it a little."

Cooper looked around to make sure no one else had walked in and then begin
to move his hand up and down his long thick shaft.  As he did this he saw
the "firefighter's" hard dick.  It wasn't the size that attracted Cooper
(it was average) it was the look of it.  The man had the most beautiful
pink dick he had ever seen.  Cooper instinctively began to stroke faster
and in a manner of seconds he began to cum inside of the urinal.  He had to
stifle a moan and put his hand on the top of the urinal to catch his
balance.  As he squeezed out the remnants of his cum the guy next to him
smiled, zipped up, and as he walked by Cooper he put his hands on his
shoulders and said," Thanks for the show."

Cooper watched the man walk out of the bathroom and gave his cock a few
more good jerks and then stuffed himself back inside of his boxers.  He
smiled as he flushed the toilet and couldn't help but say to himself, "this
is gonna be one hell of a year."