Date: Sun, 18 Jan 2009 20:17:09 -0500 (GMT-05:00)
From: BR
Subject: An Epiphany, Chapter 1

AN EPIPHANY, Chapter 1
BY WILLIEJESS


Of course this is not my real name but only that of my pen and writing.
This story is an awakening for both Juan and myself, Thomas.  It is an all
too familiar true story with the names of the persons involved changed to
protect the loving intimacy between the two.  It all started with an email
I received from an internet dating service, which stated that a certain
Juan has sent me an email.  Of course I was curious since I knew no such
person.  Upon opening the message, he stated that he viewed my profile on
the dating service, and wanted me to telephone him if I was interest in
making eye to eye contact.  Fortunately we both lived in the same rural
community, and the time was set for him to come to my home after his work
day was completed.

He was handsome and strong looking yet had a gentle bearing.  We both
engaged in the usual introductory small talk, and then started to get into
our personal lives.  I asked him what he expected of our first time
encounter, and his facial expression changed from the upbeat, hopeful one
to a sense of being laid open to a sort of confession.  He informed me that
what he wrote in his profile was not altogether true, and questioned me if
what he would divulge to me would remain forever a secret between the two
of us.  Immediately I felt the need to reach out to him with a kiss on his
cheek, assuring him that anything said between us would only be known to
ourselves and God.  He truly felt vulnerable, but upon hearing the name of
God, he looked into my eyes and recognized in my soul the presence of God.
He was quick to associate the Jess in my name with that of Jesus.  And so,
with a sense of calm, he informed me that he was not single but married,
and being the father of four children.  His eyes became teary, and holding
his crotch, he looked at me saying that he really wanted to engage in oral
sex.  He did not fully understand what was happening to him, and why he
would even consider such a request since he was committed to his wife and
family.  He went on to say that for two years he harbored such sexual
fantasies, but was ashamed to admit it to anyone, let alone know whom he
could approach to bring his fantasy to reality.  He was even ashamed to
approach his wife for a legitimate sexual request and preference since
throughout their married lives, their sex had been very conservative and
you might say, fulfilling traditional cultural roles.  Juan expressed his
full commitment to his wife and family but at the same time, he had
personal sexual feelings and needs not being fulfilled.  Neither did he
want to play the blame game.  He was truly in the belief that his wife
loved him to the best of her ability, although she did not know the unique
desires of a man.  Juan himself barely understood these desires even though
he felt them deeply in his loins.  The "normal" way for sexual expression
in his marriage did not go deep enough.  Juan also recognized his lack of
communication skills, and so he wasn't placing any blame on anyone except
himself.  What he could do was to seek the fulfillment of his sexual
desires in manly love or sexual expression with another man.  He felt that
a man would understand another man's needs.

I suppose all of us expose ourselves at one point or another even though
this leaves us vulnerable, and subject to hurt, scorn or even rejection.
We crawl up into our fetal position, hoping for some sort of miracle to
happen which would make us become acceptable.  I truly have to say that my
heart cried along with his, and so I sat close to him, also putting my hand
over his at his crotch.  Looking at his kind eyes, I also shared that this
fantasy of his was also mine.  Of course I was not married, and shared with
Juan a brief sketch of my life.  Like his, my life followed traditional
cultural roles and I lived according to what was expected of me both in
private life as well as in my career.  I briefly shared with him my going
through a sexual identity change in my later years, and in particular,
during my retirement.  I let Juan know that I finally reconciled with
myself and God that I am gay.  In fact, Juan was the first person to whom I
came out.  I further went on to tell Juan that God accepts me for who I am,
and in fact, that sex is a special gift given by God, no matter what is the
orientation of our personal human lives.  It all made sense to him, even
though he couldn't express it to himself in his mind and heart.  Juan felt
drawn to me, and hesitantly asked if I wanted to do it.  Sitting next to me
is a straight heterosexual man, obviously entertaining sexual fantasies,
and perhaps questioning his orientation.  I nodded in compliance to him
while my hands found his belt and pants zipper.

Juan lifted his bottom so that I could slide his pants and underwear down
to his knees.  Before me is a beautiful thick cock, along with a nice
foreskin.  I leaned down into him, softly pulled back his skin, and kissed
the head.  Here I was holding a creation of God, and the very physical
essence of the most personal part of Juan's body.  I kissed again, thanking
God for such a gift.

Without any prior experience, I opened my mouth and allowed his cock to
slide in as I lowered my head all the way down into his pubic hair.  I saw
enough of internet porn to know what to do, especially covering my teeth
with my lips.  His smell was intoxicating, a faint sweat aroma along with
his maleness.  I was beside myself, and felt the cock swell to full
erection in my mouth, yet I still took him all the way deep into the back
of my throat.  I slowly slid upwards along his shaft, with my saliva
filling my mouth and mixing with his copious precum.  Juan was now
beginning to become sexually aroused and making little mewing sounds which
joined in with my slurping noise.  I changed from my sitting position to
knell down in front of and between his legs after first sliding his clothes
completely off his legs.  I resumed sucking his cock while one hand started
to slide underneath his buttock.  My other hand gently caressed his balls,
and reaching further back to and along the cord of his perineum.  Juan
started to raise himself off the seat of the sofa, lifting himself with his
feet.  I couldn't see him because I was so engaged in sucking his cock and
feeling all around him.  My fingers started to encroach into his ass crack,
making quick passes over his hole.  I could feel his slight greasy
sweet-smelling sweat, but made no attempt to penetrate.  My own cock
started to really cause me some discomfort, and so I quickly removed my
hands to open and slide down my own clothing, without so much as skipping a
beat in my bobbing up and down motion nor in my sucking action.  I was so
lost into the new experience of exhilarating sex.

It's strange, as much as I became aroused and leaking precum, I did not
want to engage in self gratification but was only interested in bringing
Juan to his sexual fulfillment and joy.  He was the important focus in my
heart and mind.  It was a combination of Juan starting to make heavy
panting noises and having his body stiffen up which signaled to me his
approaching climax.  I then started to wrap my fingers around his lower
shaft, and masturbate him while continuing my sucking action.  My other
hand started to caress his balls, darting out once in a while to his ass
hole, and lightly passing over his hair-covered scrotum.  Only once did I
let go of his cock and started to suck on each of his balls.  When the
scrotum started to shrink and bring up his testicles, my mouth quickly
resumed sucking in his cock head, rimming the crown and nerve bundle under
the head with a very wet tongue.  Here I thought his penis was fully
erected, but then all of a sudden, the entire shaft became hard as a nail,
his cock head swelled even more, and I was rewarded with four wonderful
blasts of his semen.  I cherished such a wonderful gift, and swallowed the
strange-tasting cum, allowing his cock to remain in my mouth without any
further bobbing up and down.  I could taste the after cum as it slowly came
out as a gentle rope.

Juan slowly came down from his orgasmic high while I let go and became
separated from his cock.  I saw the smile of a contented man brought to a
sexual bliss.  Getting up, I sat down tightly next to him, and whispered as
genuine a thanks as my heart could express, giving Juan a gentle kiss on
his lips.  I also thanked God for such a wonderful gift and joy.  Juan
placed his left arm around me, bringing me ever so close to him.  I was
content to just snuggle up to him, but my left hand started to find its way
to my own cock.  Soon I was slowly masturbating myself while Juan reached
over with his right hand to cup his fingers around my balls.  But, after
only a few strokes, I turned to Juan and said:
 "This can wait; I will have an intimate moment with God when falling
asleep tonight, but today, it's all for you Juan."

 It was then that I informed Juan my first time ever experience in oral
sex, and thanked him for making the initial contact and coming over.  I
didn't know what to expect initially, and simply opened myself to whatever
would naturally take place.  I am now more accepting that whatever happens
in our lives is permitted by God for some greater good.

Juan dressed himself as I also put back my clothing.  We both sat in the
quiet presence and after-glow of each other, and finally, Juan turned to me
saying: "If you were not comfortable with what just now happened, and isn't
what you were looking for in the dating service, I can understand, and will
respect your choice.  I just want to say how happy you made me, and the sex
was truly wonderful."

I responded by telling Juan that I have no regrets, but that we both need
to understand that he is a married man with family responsibilities.  Also
that his marriage affects me as it does him, so that we both share in his
marriage, not in any way meaning that I have any claim or desires for his
wife.  Instead, it is as much my responsibility to preserve the commitment
of his marital status.  With these final thought, Juan hugged me, and went
home to his family.  For my part, I had a nice long conversation with God
that night, and fell asleep in his arms with a nice wet cock.  After all,
no matter what is our position in life, namely, single or committed, we are
all engaged in a marriage relationship with our Creator.


This concludes the first chapter of Epiphany.  Should you wish to make any
comments or simply contact me with suggestions, please submit it to my
email address at:

wjromero@peoplepc.com

Please be kind and considerate as this is my first attempt in such writing.