Date: Mon, 2 Mar 2009 00:32:29 -0800
From: Colin Fraser <colfraser@shaw.ca>
Subject: Jeremy 1

This is a story of adult nature and it is a true story.  Only read this if
you are legally able to do so.  All rights retained by the author.  Please
direct comments to: colfraser@shaw.ca. Look forward to hearing from you!


JEREMY
By Colin Fraser

JEREMY

This is the true story of a 53 year old bi-sexual man and his initial
encounter with a 23 year old man in Victoria, Canada. This story occurred
14 years ago; but was only the beginning of an erotic and fulfilling gay
journey I've since been on.

As for me, I'm still a decent looking man with a very average smooth
body. At 6', I weigh around 200 lbs and am balding with gray hair. It's
sort of odd, but my stache is still mostly dark brown; as is my pubic
hair. Another thing is that I have a great ass and a pretty decent 7.5' cut
cock with fairly big balls.

When this story begins, I had ended a marriage about a year previously and
thought that a move to the west coast and a complete change of venue would
be the `ticket' to a new lifestyle and the answer to what was probably a
mid-life crisis. To be honest, I also had hoped that this change might
involve a man; rather than another woman. I hadn't been obsessed with m/m
thoughts while married; but -- after we split; those thoughts from earlier
years were becoming almost obsessive. I'm sort of getting ahead of myself
here.

After moving to Victoria, and leaving my profession as an independent
broker, I'd started a consulting firm with a beautiful (and highly
intelligent female) where we were consultant to small and emerging
businesses. After work one spring day, I was driving along the seawall on
my way home and suddenly decided to take a shortcut through Beacon Hill
Park. And, that's where this story begins.

As I turned the corner into the park; there was the most beautiful male
specimen that I'd ever encountered standing beside a car chatting with the
occupants. He was muscular, tall, longish streaked blond hair and had that
`total male' look of a desirable man that is strictly
off-limits. Everything about this man had that `chiselled' look -- from the
square jaw, the great pecs, the strong thighs to firm ass.

Since I was driving my cherished 1980 Triumph Spitfire, I really did have a
good look at him. This car is so low to the ground that I was able to check
out his basket as I passed -- and it it sure as hell filled the cut-offs he
was wearing!

So enamoured - and almost struck dumb by the sheer beauty of this man; I
quickly sped through the park and again entered by the same road. HE was
still there and appeared to be leaving the people he was talking with. I
did manage to catch his eye and smile at him; it seemed that he returned
the smile. In fact, I was sure of it!

I was so hot for this man at this point that I made another circle through
the park and as I passed him - now walking forward; we again made eye
contact. My cock was so hard that it was practically steering my sports
car. In a mental turmoil; I didn't quite know what to do so I pulled into a
parking space under some big trees about 100 meters away to think about my
next move.

It was very silent and I kept glancing at the road I'd just left -- hoping
for another glimpse of this incredible male. Nothing seemed to be
happening. The quiet of the forest made my heart beat seem louder.

All of a sudden this strong male voice spoke from behind me and asked "Mind
if I join you"? "It would be a more comfortable way to meet each other than
if I just stand here."  Holy Shit -- it was the man of my dreams, the
object of my desires, and my heart nearly stopped. He didn't wait for my
reply, just opened the passenger door and got in. He offered his hand and
said "Hi, I'm Jeremy and I want to get to know you"

I'm not sure what I replied; but I do remember that the conversation soon
centered on the fact that Jeremy was an artist and surfing fanatic. In
fact, he had just returned from Tofino (north of Victoria and famous for
surfing). It's difficult to remember the conversation when all of my
attention was centered on his perfectly tanned face with a three-day
stubble, his piercing blue eyes and the cleft in his chin that so
complimented his winning and dimpled smile.

We talked for a few more minutes about all the usual things. Then he
surprised me by saying "Want to come to my studio and see my paintings?"

We drove there with him making all sorts of small talk and me still in a
daze. His studio, his home, his universe -- was an eclectic shambles of
paintings, sculpture, musical instruments, old food containers, dirty
clothes and a mattress on the floor.

One minute we were discussing the beauty of one of his paintings and the
next we were on the mattress/bed engaged in the most incredible sex I'd
ever imagined. Our clothes seemed to vanish as we both engaged in a total
exploration of each other with our fingers, our tongues that engaged our
senses to a point of an almost out-of-body erotic experience.

The entire night is still a blur, except for the fact that I remember
taking his cock deep down my throat while running my fingers through his
thick blond chest hair.  That cock was beautifully sculpted, cut, about 7"
and enhanced with a pair of large furry balls. I'll never forget the
beautiful and abundant hair on his ass, legs and forearms.  We spent the
night exploring every pore of each other's body; and took turns sucking and
fucking each other. This went on for hours until at some point we fell
asleep spoon fashion with my cock still buried in him.

The one fact that burned into my soul forever is the taste of Jeremy's body
as I savoured and licked his body. It was the wild, but unforgettable,
taste of the sea. Remember - he had been surfing earlier that day and the
salty flavour, combined with the taste of sensual and erotic sperm mingled
with a lot of sweat is a taste that lasts forever.

I awoke at around 7:30 am and quietly got up and left his studio. He never
moved and I imagined that this was the last vision that I'd have of this
male God. Not so.

If there's enough interest; I'll be happy to bring you up to speed on
chapter 2. Since this is my first posting on this or any site; I'm a little
apprehensive.  Your feedback would be appreciated.

Thanks,

C.

colfraser@shaw.ca