Date: Sun, 25 Jan 2009 22:02:11 -0500 (GMT-05:00)
From: Bill Romero <wjromero@peoplepc.com>
Subject: An Epiphany, Chapter 2

AN EPIPHANY, Chapter 2
BY WILLIEJESS

The response for Chapter 1 has been truly wonderful and only highlights
what has been my experience in life when communicating with gay
men. Generally, a majority of men wrestled with the conflict brought on by
their sexual life style and their norms of conscience.  We are all products
of our parental upbringing, the moral values established in our minds and
hearts by parents, Church influence, Schools and peer values, and the
general moral atmosphere of our society.  For some, it has been a positive
journey while not so fortunate for others.  This story is very much
God-centered while at the same time, it takes place in the natural life
events of Juan and me, Thomas.  I am honored and humbled that the first
chapter tenderly touched the inner core of many readers who have
experienced the same probing questions or concerns portrayed in the story.

"......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."

When Juan returned to his home and family, it was agreed that he should be
the one to make telephone contact with me as this would minimize any family
suspicion.  Gradually my non-sexual involvement or friendship with Juan
would naturally take place later on with his inviting me for a family
dinner at which time we would share our mutual interests and the reason for
the friendship.  Our sexual love would need to be carefully hidden from his
family in order to protect the marriage between Juan and his wife, and
still have him be a devoted father to his children.  When Juan departed
from my home, we both felt in our hearts that our gay love is also our
marriage to God and to be an extension of Juan's marriage to his wife.  We
both clearly understood that I would not become a replacement life or love
style for his marriage, but in fact, that I would participate in such a
marriage by fulfilling the deep feelings of sexual desires between Juan and
myself, which wasn't being addressed with his wife.  Juan recognizes his
attraction towards gay love, but at the same time, he wanted to honor his
commitment to his wife and family.  And I, for my part, wanted to help Juan
preserve his marital commitment and also seek my own fulfillment in a gay
love relationship.  The first night after Juan departed my home, and as
part of my intimate love with the Lord, I made a vow that if it ever came
to the choice of Juan wanting to leave his family and sharing my bed and
love exclusively, then I would not permit it (of course, with God's help)
and would terminate the relationship in favor of a celibate love with God
alone.  In my mind and heart, it is as much my responsibility to protect
the civil marriage between Juan and his wife, with my involvement in the
special love reserved between Juan, myself and God being conditioned by
Juan remaining a faithful and loving husband to his wife.

Six days later, Juan telephoned and we met for the second time, again, in
my home where our privacy would be intimate and protected.  As soon as he
entered, I placed a simple kiss on his cheek and we both engaged in a
simple greeting hug.  I did notice immediately the look of concern on his
face, and inquired as to what was on his mind.  We both sat down to engage
in general conversation, but almost immediately, Juan asked me if I kept to
my promise of secrecy concerning our gay love.  I changed my seating in
order to be next to him and looking into his eyes, I answered with a caring
"yes" followed by another kiss.  He returned my gesture also with a kiss
and said he believed me.  However, he mentioned that his job boss greeted
him shortly after our first love session with a rather public, boisterous
"Hi Juan, it's good to see you today."  Juan informed me that he never
greeted any of the employees like that in the past.  That's when I shared
with Juan that this is all a part of my complaint to the corporate holding
company, and complained about poor health and sanitary conditions.  In
addition, I also complained that on many an occasion when making purchases,
his boss would publically berate many an employee regardless what customers
might be present.  I guess my complaints were heeded since representatives
of the holding company paid a visit with his boss, and gave a thorough
inspection of the work place.  Juan was really taken by surprise that I
would do such a thing, and I responded that the surprise was also mine in
seeing the company's executives taking seriously any complaints regardless
the source.  With the look of relief on Juan's face, I asked:

"Here in the living room or in the bedroom."

He opted for the bedroom as lying completely naked in bed and against each
other would bring our love to another level.  Of course my heart melted
when I saw "little Thomas" waiting for me to bring him to life.  Juan held
my "little Juan" as I proceeded to pull back the foreskin of Juan and begin
to kiss and lick the head to savor the immediate oozing of his pre-cum.  My
mind was lost in another world of male sex, and how invigorating it was for
me.  But this being my first time in a bed setting, I just couldn't get
comfortable enough in the right position for sucking and making love to
this beautiful man.  It must have been likewise uncomfortable for Juan as
he, too, was trying to arrange his body position.  What I did take notice
of was the fact that Juan did not make any move for a sixty-nine position
so that we could share in mutual oral sex.  I soon settled for what was
best for me, and with my head resting on his lower belly in the pubic area,
I began my licking, sucking and rhythmic bobbing of my head on his shaft.
My production of saliva went into overtime and started flowing down into
his pubes and scrotum.  By the noises coming from Juan, I knew that this
was going to be a quick love session, and so I started to play with his
scrotum, and gently caress his balls, working my fingers down the perineum
towards his hole.  I lubricated a finger with saliva, and immediately
pressed into his opening where my finger made contact with a very full and
enlarged prostate.  It only took a few finger massage strokes and Juan
raised himself up, his body went rigid, the cock and head enlarged and I
received a beautiful gift from the heart of Juan.  I did not quickly
swallow his cum but rolled it over and over in my mouth to savor the
flavor, still a little tangy, but loving every bit of it.  I swallowed and
letting go of my lover's love tool, I turned around and asked:

"Juan, did you already cum?"

He smiled and very innocently said "yes, but didn't you taste it?"

I answered that I was only playing around with him, and planted a nice warm
kiss on his lips, uttering, "Thank you God, and thank you Juan".

We cuddled into each other, intertwined in our arms.  We remained silent in
the glow of our love-making, and uttering a further prayer deep and quietly
in my mind of thanks for the gift of Juan and asking God to take care of
his family.  It wasn't too long a time when Juan informed me that he really
needed to go home as the time was getting late.  With a bit of sadness, we
disengaged and continued to put back on our clothes followed by my quickly
showing Juan a section of the house where I had an almost new and hardly
used set of bunk beds.  I asked Juan if he could use it in his home for his
two younger children as a way of making more bedroom space.  With genuine
gratitude, he expressed yes, and would someday mention to his wife of
meeting me for common non-sexual business of assisting me with my property
chores, etc.  Then he would invite me to his home for meeting his wife,
children, and a nice evening dinner.  With that, Juan left my home but not
before we exchanged another kiss on each other's cheeks.

It was a wonderful final moment I spent in prayer that night before falling
asleep.  However, my mind was racing with all sorts of questions:

"Does a straight man want more than just oral sex?"

"Would Juan welcome a deep and passionate kiss?"

"How far would he want to take our sex?"

And then I felt in my mind and heart the gentle silencing by God of all my
questions with His replacing my concerns with a reminder that He is the
author of our love, and in good time, will allow to happen what is His
Will.  And so I fell into a quiet sleep, slowly holding on to my cock and
masturbating.  Whether I climaxed or not, I do not remember, but I awoke
the next morning as a result of a wonderful dream with Juan passionately
kissing me and playing a duet with our tongues that was so life-like.  It
was one of those wonderful dreams that when awakened, you just had a nice
warm feeling and a smile on your face, wishing every day to begin as such.
Being a realist, I know I must take into account the machismo of the
Mexican culture where this exaggerated masculinity might conflict with the
softer side of gay sexual love.  One good thing going for Juan is his
making no move to play a role of dominance.  In fact, he is a well-mannered
sensitive man who betrays some passiveness and has only total humble
respect for me.  I know this in my heart, and without putting it into
words, I sense his sincerity.  Likewise his being responsive to a
God-centered love, even in his gay love desires and expressions, only
affirms for me the choice of God for a man in my life.

This concludes the second chapter of Epiphany.  Should you wish to make any
comments or simply contact me with suggestions or questions or simply want
to share personal experiences, please submit it to my email address at:
wjromero@peoplepc.com or willieJess@peoplepc.com.

Please be kind and considerate as I am new at this type of writing.