Date: Sun, 03 Jun 2001 02:07:57 -0400
From: Nicholas Glenn <cascade_nick@hotmail.com>
Subject: Beta Male Part 4

Well folks, I promised you things would heat up, and now it seems that Jon
is caught between Nick and Mike. As he starts to awake emotions inside of
himself that have been bottled up way too long, what do you think he's going
to do? And what about his relationship with Nicole? Is the entrance of Mike
onto the stage going to help clarify things for Jon, or just confuse him
more. I promise you that things have only started to heat up with the latest
chapter...

                                Chapter 4

       "I've been waiting so long for you, Jon. I've wanted you since
before I can remember. I was waiting for you to come around." Mike was
talking in a hurried, frantic pace, slurring his speech as he breathed out
these words in gasps. It was clear to me that these feelings were coming
from the depths of his heart, that he wanted me more than I had ever wanted
anything in my life. There was such fire and passion there, such intensity
as I had never felt before. He had obviously misunderstood my
intentions. But then again, I had obviously misunderstood *him* for a very
long time now. How could I tell him that I didn't feel the same way he did
about me?

       "Mike, I have to tell you. I think, I think..."

       "Don't think. Don't say a word. Just let me make you feel good.
Just let me love you."

       He lowered his thoroughly wet lips from mine and found the side of
my neck. Starting from behind my left ear, he kissed and gently licked his
way down across the surface in a wide arc. Meanwhile, his arm had found its
way up under my shirt and he was thoroughly caressing my right nipple. I
shuddered as goosebumps formed across my body - the alternating warmth of
his breath and tongue against my neck and the coolness that followed in the
moist trail that he left behind created a sensation that pulsated across my
sensitive skin. From the moment he began his attack on the sensitive spots
of my neck I found all my inhibitions gone. I was thoroughly intoxicated
with the moment; I would let him do anything he wanted to do to me.

       After forcing me to turn my neck away from him in total surrender,
he lowered his face to my abdomen. Lifting the front part of my shirt, he
licked all the way from the bottom of my treasure trail just above my
waist, stopping at my belly button to deliver a blast of cool breath that
had me writhing at the sensation. Starting again from just above my belly
button, he licked all the way up my chest in a line before branching off
again for my right nipple. As his right hand found my left nipple and
fondled it without mercy, he gently sucked on my other nipple. He started
licking around and around and around again in circles that had my head
swirling in the same pattern as his tongue. Switching over his mouth to the
left side, he delivered the same treatment there as his left hand continued
giving attention to my right nipple. When at one point I felt him brush
against my crotch, I consciously became aware that I was fully aroused like
I had never felt myself before. I was so excited that it hurt.

       Mike could sense how hot I was at this point, but he wasn't about to
give me a moment of relief. He must have been planning this encounter in
his mind for some time, and he had a plan for me that I was going to
follow.  Finishing up on my nipples, he headed back down my chest
delivering a gentle, cool blast of air as he went. Already glistened from
his previous path up this trail, his breath chilled the surface of my skin
and again gave me goosebumps all over and caused me to twitch
involuntarily. I could feel myself almost lose all control when he
delivered another sharp breath against my belly button. As he unbuttoned my
shorts and unzipped the fly, the sudden freedom given to my cock caused it
to shoot up and again almost sent me over the edge. I must concentrate on
something else, I told myself, or at the very least not think of this.

       I soon found relief from this problem when Mike removed my member
from my boxers and took it almost fully in his mouth in a move so quick and
nimble it reminded me of a Venus fly trap closing around its prey. The
sudden jolt of pleasure that flooded throughout my body knocked my senses
out from under me again and returned me to my previous state of
nirvana-like non-existence. As his mouth bounced up and down, up and down,
again, and again, and again on my fully-erect dick I drifted away from my
body and found myself lost in a place where time didn't have substance,
where my ego disappeared in the face of such amazing sensations. His tongue
swept over, under, and around the head of my cock as the quickening pace of
his motion was driving me closer, closer - closer to the inevitable edge. I
closed my eyes fully and found that they were twitching randomly, then felt
them rolling up inside my skull as neither my body nor my mind could handle
this surge of feeling engulfing me, covering and filling me in a blanket of
indescribable comfort and joy.

       I can't tell you how long I was in that state. I can't even fully
express how it felt to be there. It was like a return to some sort of
paradise I had been absent from far too long; it felt like I was going back
to a place where I belonged. I wanted to stay like that forever, I wanted
to let Mike take care of me like that, in that position, for the rest of
eternity. Selfish or not, I had reached a height I never wanted to fall
back down from. But sadly, I realized that I would have to be the one to
relent in this amorous struggle between myself and Mike, that ultimately I
would give out first under the irresistible pressure that kept mounting and
mounting with each stroke that was delivered to me by this selfless being
that was taking me to where I had never been before. I felt myself pass the
point of no return; for better or worse, there was no going back now. With
a breathless shout I warned Mike that I was nearing the end, but this only
caused him to quicken his pace so that I barreled ahead toward my climax
without any feeling of control, without any sensation of being prepared for
the sudden rush of even greater ecstasy.  All at once I throbbed throughout
my body and released with an intensity that racked my entire frame in a
series of convulsions which were too numerous to count. I came again and
again, and each time as I reached what I thought was a decrescendo to this
sweet, sensual symphony a force mounted from somewhere in my body that
delivered yet another anticlimactic surge. It was almost more than I could
bear, and when I reached my complete and final denouement I was breathless
and spent in every possible way.

       "Oh my God! Oh Jesus." I had wanted to say something nice, I had
wanted to say something tender, perhaps even profound. That was the best I
could do under the circumstances. Mike didn't seem to mind that I wasn't
being my usual articulate self though. Perhaps that wasn't the best part of
me anyway, I found myself contemplating. He didn't want my three syllable
words to comfort him; he wanted me to hold him. And I wanted to hold him
close to me too. Wrapping my arms around him, I pulled his head so that it
lay against the upper part of chest and leaned back in the car seat, never
wanting to face the world again. Without thinking, I found myself running
my fingers through his dirty blonde hair. I had never before noticed how
striking Mike's features were, in their own way. He had a great body,
perfectly maintained medium-length hair, and really intense green eyes.
What could he possibly have seen in me that would make him wait around for
so long through my hopeless confusion? What could I have to offer that
would make anyone put themselves through such a waiting game?  Was I good
enough to deserve such devotion, such attention? Did I deserve to be loved,
and still, could I ever really love another person anyway?

       But Mike didn't want any answers from me at that point. He seemed
perfectly content simply to have helped me achieve a level of happiness I
thought was beyond my reach. He didn't even expect anything in return. He
just laid there on top of me as I held him close to me, wrapped in my arms.
We could hear both of our heartbeats in this position. As I gently stroked
his hair, he very nearly purred and shifted his head to show his
satisfaction with the moment. And maybe being satisfied with the moment is
enough sometimes.