Date: Fri, 03 Oct 2003 10:22:48 -0800
From: Angel Boy <hornyalaskan24_7@hotmail.com>
Subject: Alan Stives Chapter 2

This story is fiction, fiction, fiction, made up from my nasty little
mind.  If you don't like this sort of stuff then you shouldn't be here.
If you do like this stuff, then by all means read on...and as always have
fun!!  Don't steal my stuff either, it's all mine.

Alan Stives II

As I thought about that dream, it was so clear what it meant. I've had
dreams before, but they were usually very strange or I couldn't remember
them at all. But this one was vivid and I remembered every second of it.
I wasn't ready though...I couldn't face it, I just couldn't.

After a few minutes of thought I finally got up and went to get some
clean undies, then I stepped in the bathroom. I stripped down naked and
turned on the shower to let the water get hot. I'm not one who likes to
take cold showers EVER, so I allowed it to warm up a bit. I checked
myself out in the mirror; damn I really needed to get serious about
working out more. After adjusting the heat a few times and checking with
my hand, I finally got in and stood right in front of the spray. I let
the water run down my head and neck, then on down my back. It felt so
good to feel the hot water warming me up, calming my muscles, relaxing my
body. I took extra time washing myself, making sure to get every part of
my body I could, and after I was done rinsing, I just stood there and let
the water relax me.

BANG!BANG!BANG!BANG!

"Get out of there, you don't need all that time to shower!!" came the
screams of my mother as always. Let you take more than five minutes in
the shower and she's at the door, although I couldn't blame her this time
because I was in there a long time. I shut the water off and stepped out
feeling totally refreshed and clean. I dried myself off and put on some
fresh clothes. Damn I felt clean. I looked at my watch, 11:30am. I still
had time before I was supposed to meet Elliott at the gym. We usually go
to the gym Saturdays around 12:30 to play ball and work out. While he
eats in the food area after our workouts, I'm lusting after male bodies
in the locker room. I got to the gym around 12:20ish or so and went to
the locker room and changed into my workout clothes which is just a pair
of shorts and a shirt or tanktop. As usual Elliott showed up right at
12:30, always punctual. So we started our workout....

We hit the weights pretty hard and I was sweating a lot and really
feeling my workout, which I like. After we got through with our workout,
Elliott went down to play some basketball, while I opted out this time
and went over to ride one of the bikes in our cardio room. I say our
because it is sort of mine when I'm up there working...after a year and a
half I am a Fitness 2, so therefore it's mine. Anyway, so I was riding
one of the bikes when I see this guy walk up the steps. My quick
inventory was that he was fucking hot. Sort of spiky dark brown hair,
probably around 5'10" or so, a good solid 175 or so, and white. Great
face, and as I would soon find out later a great body too. He walked into
the cardio room and stood behind me looking at the televisions. I
couldn't see him out of the corner of my eye, and it just made me a
little cautious because I like to know my surroundings and who's around
me. I turned around and looked at him, actually I saw his eyes first and
wow were they awesome. Maybe it was just me but they were like an icy
blue color, really nice. Now that I knew where he was I turned back and
continued pedaling. After a minute he walked away and back toward the
steps, but before he started down he looked over in my direction. There
were a few girls back behind me so I wasn't sure if he was checking me
out or not. After he walked down the steps I rode for a few more minutes,
then my curiosity took over, so I jumped off the bike and headed down to
the locker room.

I got undressed and hopped in the shower to wash all the sweat off my
body. While I'm standing in the shower rinsing myself I see the guy walk
by me, so I take a second and check him out. Nice butt. I love looking at
asses, I don't know what it is but I just love the way an ass moves and
shakes, it turns me on big time. So anyway back to the story, so he
walked back by again in my direction and I couldn't help but look down at
what he had going for him, which was a very nice cut dick. As he passed
by I saw out of the corner of my eye that he had looked back at me, which
sent my mind all a flutter, so I got out and went to sit on the bench in
the locker room to "read the paper". Pretty soon I saw him walk out of
the steam room and he stood on a scale to weigh himself, but now that I
think about it, I think he was showing me his ass, and let me tell
you...about all I can say is DAMN that thing was a beauty. Nice, firm,
and bubbly. After he stepped off he turned around and looked at me with
those eyes, and he went to the steam room door, but before he went in, he
looked back at me. TWICE!! Holy shit he couldn't have been trying to hook
up with me. I was really nervous and scared because that had never
happened to me before. So I sat there and kept on "reading the newspaper"
trying to decide if I wanted to go in or not.

A few minutes later he walked back out and walked past me to take a piss.
As he passed by we made eye contact and he gave a slight smile. After he
came back around my way from taking care of his business, we locked eyes
again, and I made up my mind that I absolutely could not pass this
opportunity up with this hot guy. So after he walked into the steam room
again, a few moments later I got up and walked in there nerves and all, I
couldn't pass this up. I walked in there and there he was sitting there
naked in all his glory. I took a second to get a good look at him. He
must've played football or some type of sport to get a body like that I
thought to myself. What a nice chest he had, it was the model type, which
is what I love. Not over-developed but very nice and firm, as I scanned
further down I noticed a nice six-pack of abs. But what my eyes were
treated to next was what I really came in there for. A very nice cut cock
laying there begging for someone to suck it and make it feel good. Well
today was its lucky day because that would be me. I sat down close but
not too close to him and looked over at him, as we locked eyes for what
seemed like a long time I slowly let my eyes wander down to his dick, and
my tongue came out of my mouth and licked my lips. Now, if there was ever
a time in my life where something happened to me without me meaning to do
it, that was it. That slab of man meat looked so damn tasty I couldn't
help it. So we sat there for a second just looking at each other every
few seconds, I was still nervous as hell so I guess he figured he was
going to have to make the first move. I was looking outside through the
glass door when I started to hear something close by, I looked over and
saw that he was stroking his cock and looking straight at me. OH MY GOD,
his dick was so beautiful sticking straight up from in between his legs,
and again my lips were wetted with my tongue, and my eyes were locked on
him.

"I've never done this before." I said with a nervous voice. I was so
nervous that he didn't hear me, so I repeated it.

"OK." he said.

I decided that I better do something so I unwrapped my towel and started
stroking my own member. He stood up and walked over to me and grabbed my
cock in his hand and gave it a few strokes. Then he bent down and wrapped
his lips around my now swollen member and gave me a few seconds of
sucking. My back arched and I let out a moan.

"Damn that's a good dick!" He said as he stood back up and continued to
stroke.

I just smiled and looked him up and down as I did the same.

"You wanna go somewhere?" He asked.

"Yeah, we can't exactly get anything done in here huh? Um...you know
where the tennis area is?" I asked. Whoa, was this me, my voice, my mouth
talking about going somewhere?

"Uh uh no."

"Well, I work here. I think that will be an empty and dark area that we
could go to."

"Ok let's go." He said as he walked out.

I got up and followed him as we both hopped in showers and got the sweat
off of us. After we got out we walked over to our lockers, which happened
to be in the same aisle, but he was just farther down the row. I watched
as he put on his white boxer briefs and jogging shorts. Those would soon
be off I thought to myself. I was first to dry off and get dressed so I
walked out and waited a little pretending that I paying attention to the
message board up on the wall. I took my bag, and grabbed my work shirt
with me because it was really dirty and needed a wash, I always kept it
in my locker, then I started to walk down the hallway to get a drink of
water when I heard someone clear their throat. I knew it was him so I
turned around and smiled at him, then took my drink of water.

"So where's this place at?" He asked with a smile.

"Right this way." I then led the way to the tennis area in the gym, which
had a back room in the back of it. Dark, nobody around, it was perfect.
As I led him through the dark area we made small talk. I learned that his
name was Phillip and that he was a gym teacher. He had played a little
bit of football in college and had moved to the city a while back. I told
him a little bit about myself also, not revealing everything but just
enough so we would at least be comfortable. We both kind of stood there
after we were done talking just looking at each other not exactly knowing
what to do. Phillip then took a step forward and started rubbing my
crotch getting me hard again, then he got down on his knees and slid my
pants down along with my briefs to my ankles. I was so nervous, I
couldn't believe I was about to get my dick sucked for the first time by
this hot guy. In no time I was rock hard and he was bringing me feelings
I had never felt before. I moaned as his lips slid up and down on my
shaft, as he worked my balls with his free hand. My hands went to the
side of his head as I started to buck my hips forward to meet his
sucking.

Oh man what a feeling I was getting from all this. My mind was up in
space somewhere as my moans became more audible. He backed off of my dick
and we both stood up and started kissing each other, our tongues probing
every single inch of the other's mouth. My hand slid down his body as I
grasped his cock in my hand and started jacking it at the same time. At
that moment all I wanted to do was suck on his tongue and feel his lips
on mine all day long, but I also wanted to taste that yummy stick he had
hard as a rock begging for some attention. So I laid him down on his back
and attacked it with ferocity, I licked all over it with my tongue
tasting the sweetness of his oozing precum. I let my tongue flick out at
the base and circle around his head before taking him in my mouth. God he
tasted sooo good.

After a few seconds of me now being a newly appointed cocksucker his hips
started bucking and he put his hand on the back of my neck. That turned
me on more than anything when he started fucking my face, because I knew
I was doing at least something right.

"Oh yeah, let me fuck that face!" He said in between breaths. All I could
do was moan and suck harder, oh man I was so turned on, and after a few
more minutes I had to pull off of him to catch my breath and gather
myself.

We stroked each other for a few minutes facing each other, looking into
one another's eyes, and I wanted so much to just straddle him and impale
myself on his hard cock and ride him till the cows came home! I could
just imagine it...me lowering my ass slowly down on his waiting tool, and
inch by inch sinking deeper and deeper, oh god and deeper until he is
totally buried inside of me. Then I raise up a little and come back down
slowly, and as I get used to it I would go faster and faster and faster,
until I finally could take no more of it, and in a moment of passion I
would slam down on his cock and let loose volleys and volleys of cum all
over his chest and stomach. That's what I wanted, that's what I dreamed
and fantasized about.

"And this areas we're going into right now is our tennis equipment shed,
where we..." I heard someone talking in the distance outside the doorway.

"Shit someones coming!!" I said as we both jumped up and pulled our pants
up and put our shirts back on.

"Where are we gonna hide?" Phil asked nervously.

I didn't have much time to think as these people were about to come in
and see us here.

"Follow along alright...This is where you can rent tennis equipment if
you need to when you play."

As the other people came in, I noticed it was Jorghe from our Membership
Sales department giving a tour of the facility. So I just acted like I
was showing this guy around the area.

"Hey Jorghe we don't sell equipment here do we?" I asked doing my best to
do a mock tour.

"No we don't, you would have to buy your own." he said as he continued
going through his little memorized tour guide talk.

"Ok thanks." Turning my attention back to Phillip, "anymore questions
sir, ok follow me."

Then we walked out of the room breathing a sigh of relief.

"Man right when we're getting all worked up we get interrupted." I said
chuckling.

"Yeah, damn you were really doing a good job on me there Alan." He put
his hand on my shoulder and gave it a squeeze.

"Thanks." I said as I saw Elliott walking down the hallway looking a bit
annoyed.

"Where the hell have you been man, I've been looking all over for you?!!"

"Sorry he asked me to show him around really quick. You ready to go?"

"Yeah, I've been ready to go dude."

We started walking away and as we rounded the corner I turned around and
gave Phillip a quick wink, and he smiled back. Wow, I thought, what a
good way to start my day, I hope to see him again sometime.

"Damn I'm hungry as hell, let's go get something to eat." Elliott
suggested. Honestly, I was pretty hungry (not to mention horny) myself so
I agreed, and we went on our way.

We went to Pizza Hut (my suggestion). As we sat waiting for our waiter we
were just talking about school, hopes, and all the usual crap when
Elliott caught me off guard with a question.

"Al....um..is everything alright man?" he asked it in a way that was full
of concern, which like I said, totally caught me off guard.

"What? Yeah, I'm fine. Why?"

He just looked at me for a while and said, "Well, I was just wondering
because you seem kind of distant lately."

I wanted to tell him so bad why I was in a bad mood, why I was so distant
and not myself. I wanted to tell my best friend in the world that I was
gay...but I couldn't, yet anyway. I had to wait until I was ready to come
out and not a moment sooner.

"I'm all good man, I'm just getting impatient waiting for school I guess,
and thinking about what will happen once it starts." Which in a way was
very true, I was concerned about how I would handle being away from home
and away from my friends.

We were interrupted by the waiter who happened to be a kid we knew from
school named Chris. So we ordered and waited, and talked some more,
laughing and having a good time like we always do. We got our food and
went through the same routine, but this time Elliott was laughing with a
mouth full of food numerous times, and if you've ever seen the site of
someone with a mouth full of food laughing out loud...it aint a pretty
site. We stayed a while with Chris the waiter guy coming back
periodically to check on us, sometimes chatting with us. After leaving a
very gracious tip and paying our bill we went our separate ways for the
night, and I realized that I had to start packing my stuff up if I still
planned on leaving in a few weeks.

As soon as I hit the door I fell on my bed face first and the thoughts of
the past afternoon came flooding into my memory, about Phillip and how we
sucked each other off. My hips started grinding into my mattress as I
slid my hand under me and groped at my crotch. I buried my face in the
pillow and let out a long loud moan. Needless to say I was cleaning up a
huge mess about two minutes later.

*********************

The next three weeks flew by quickly while I busied myself with packing
and making my last arrangements for school. I was really happy that I was
leaving and getting out, but at the same time I was leaving my best
friends behind. My closet was still standing, and I was still in it. I
had done some serious thinking the past few weeks about my life and about
what I wanted, I spent many nights sitting alone in my room crying and
angry about my feelings and wondering why I was gay, but I couldn't help
how I felt. I decided I needed to tell somebody, but who to tell first?
That was easy, Melissa first, Elliott last. So Saturday night, two weeks
before I was to leave I called her and asked if she wanted to come over
and chill out for a while.

'I'm gonna tell her' I kept telling myself over and over and over and
over. So when she got to my house I let her in and we went downstairs to
my room and chatted for a while before it came up. How to say it
though...well I've heard the best way to say something is to just say it,
so I did.

"Melissa I need to tell you something." I said looking at her.

"What's up?"

Well I've already started now, so I may as well finish huh? "Well, it's
not easy for me to just up and say this. Uh...well for a while
now..I...I've been um..thinking about this and.." Dammit, I was
stuttering and stammering all over the place. I dropped my head in
defeat, "Fuck, I can't do this, I can't do this."

That's when she put her hand on my leg and in the sweetest voice I've
ever heard she said. "It's okay Alan, I know."

"You know what?" I asked. She waited a while, I guess trying to figure
out if she wanted to say it.

"You're gay.....right?"

Oh man how the hell did she know that? I looked up at her and my eyes
must have told her the truth because all she did was give me that
smile...you know the one where it's a smile and a part whimper/cry at the
same time. She grabbed me and hugged me, and I hugged her right back
letting out a long sigh.

"Yes, I...I'm gay." That sounded very weird saying it out loud.

Man I felt weird, and it didn't feel like a huge weight had been lifted
off my shoulders either, it just felt unreal...sort of like a dream. I
was out to one person and that was a good start for me. We talked all
night long about different stuff, and of course she asked the usual stuff
like: how long have I known, am I attracted to girls at all, how many
guys have I been with? Then when we got a little loosened up we started
talking about who we were attracted to and a little bit about our sex
lives. A couple things she told me surprised me, and I was thinking "TMI,
TMI" and before we knew it, it was 2am and it was getting late...what am
I talking about getting late, it already was late! But I felt much better
and was glad that I told her the truth.

"You know I'm glad I told you this. I wasn't planning on it for a while,
but I didn't want to leave without getting it out. But...one question,
how the hell did you know?"

"Well, call it a woman's intuition, gay guys aren't the only ones who
have gaydar. But I don't know, I guess I just pay attention to little
things, like every time we go to Mazzo's and we have Luis as our waiter,
I see you shooting him looks and glancing his way TRYING to pretend that
you're stretching your neck or stretching. Also, Shelly." she said giving
me a wicked grin.

I was confused. "What about her?"

"Come on now Alan, every guy in school wanted to get in her panties, and
you were the lucky one she was liking on. She was the best looking girl
in school and she wasn't even a slut, and you wouldn't go with her. Now,
if that wasn't enough....."

By this time I was laughing my ass off because it was true, Shelly Walker
was the most beautiful girl I've ever seen in my life. Black, White, and
Latino all mixed into one, and she was hot I had to admit. But I had no
interest in her except maybe for friends.

"If that wasn't enough what?" I asked still laughing.

"Last week when we were in the mall, and we were in the food court, that
cute Hispanic guy walked by us, boy you couldn't stop looking at him, I
know I couldn't."

"Ohhh wait a minute that's is not true, oh my gosh! I looked at him once,
maybe twice....ok he WAS fine." I laughed at this.

"Yep, I knew then that my suspicions were true. I almost said something,
but I just kept it to myself." Then she paused for a minute and asked,
"So when are you gonna tell Elliott?"

Honestly, I had no fuckin' idea when I was going to tell him, but I knew
I wanted to do it before I left. He was the one I was worried about, not
that he was a homophobe or anything, but you just never know how people
react to certain things ya know?

"Soon...I don't know when, but soon." I told her.

"You want me to be there?'' she asked in her concerned motherly voice.

"No, I want to tell him alone just like I told you alone."

"OK but just know I'm here and always will be babe. Well, it's 3am are
you TRYING to get me in trouble with my dad or what? I gotta go."

"Alright."

I led her back up the steps and gave her a long hug before she left.
After I saw her drive away I went back to my room, got undressed, turned
my light off and went to sleep. After all tomorrow was Sunday, and I had
to go to chuuch. (Purposely spelled like that folks)

*************

Well that's Chapter 2 in the books folks so what did you all think of it?
I love feedback and would love to hear from each and every one of you. As
always comments, question, suggestions, sex offers, money, and whatever
else is always welcome my way....Just drop a line at
hornyalaskan24_7@hotmail.com

Oh and by the way, the experience with the guy is true, that really
happened and it was my first sexual experience. But I was 20 not 19.
That's not his real name though but everything is true after I get into
the locker room. But when I bring in the people doing the tour that's
when it gets back to the story. It's actually 2 experiences with him
rolled into one....hey I had to make it work into the story somehow.
ADIOS AMIGOS'