Date: Thu, 05 Aug 2004 22:42:07 +0530
From: John Debb <john_debb@hotmail.com>
Subject: My Gay Life (3)

"Yes mom, Jack-John's grandpa promised to drop me back at home... Thank
you, mom. Bye!" I replaced the receiver back in its cradle and smiled at
the instrument. I felt thrilled. I was going to stay here until 9'O Clock
and the thought made my cock grow hard. I hurried into Jack's study, where
he was waiting for me to finish my call.  He sat in a large couch, his legs
spread out, his cute phallus hung between them, and his legs were spread on
the couch's back. My dress was neatly placed on an end table.

"Come here, Robert. Have this orange juice." Jack picked a glass of juice
from the table nearby and held it towards me. I walked near him and took it
from him.  Jack took the other glass and sipped it. "Sit down here." He
patted the couch beside him and I sat down to his right and swung my left
leg over his right thigh. He smiled at this and patted my thigh. "Before we
proceed, I'd like to talk to you." His face grew serious. "I was married to
John's grandmother, when I was sixteen. It was...  just an infatuation and
we gave birth to John's father, Bruce. Later, I realized that I wasn't
interested in women and seldom had sex with my wife. Even she seemed not
interested in sex, but I was more interested in men. I wasn't ready to
deceive my wife by sleeping with other men. Five years later, she died of
brain tumor and only then did I start sleeping with men. My son knew that I
was a gay but he wasn't interested in men and the same happened with my
grandson. I told my grandson not to ever deceive one's lover in their life
and now I say the same to you. I don't want you to be a bisexual and
deceive neither your spouse, if you marry someone, nor your man lover."

I stared at him dumbstruck. Wow! This was gem of a guy. I suddenly felt bad
that he hadn't found a lover in his life. "Why didn't you find yourself a
partner?"  I asked him boldly.

His beamed at him, "I tried, but never found one. May be I'll find a guy
for me soon."  I wasn't sure what to say and looked into my half-filled
glass. I emptied it and placed it on the table. I placed my hand on his
thigh and gently rubbed it up and down. His limp organ slowly sprang to
life and so did mine. I stood up from the couch and kneeled between his
legs. I kissed his thigh and went up to his groin. I licked the sides of
his groin gently. Jack muttered something and I switched to the other
side. I slowly reached up to pubic hair and pressed my nose against his
dark bush. With few wet kisses there, I traced his hairline up to his navel
and then licked his navel until the hair around it was glistening with my
saliva.

"Oh yeah, Robert! Ye-sss."

I moved my tongue up his chest and took one of his chocolate brown nipple
into my mouth. I sucked it gently and then flicked it. Then I sucked it
again. Jack took my left hand with his and wrapped it around his cock and
gently rubbed it up and down. Then I bit his nipples gently and chewed it
as if it were a gum. His moans told me that he was enjoying this and his
fingers tightened around mine that were wrapped around his cock. I then
switched to the other nipple and chewed it for long until he rocked his
cock faster with my hand.

"You make me impatient, Robert."

"I know." I whispered hoarsely and forcefully removed my hand away from his
grip. I didn't want him to come so soon. I wanted to taste him all over and
arouse him completely. I no longer cared about my own cock. I knew it'd
come even before he would. If he even touched mine, I'd be pouring out
loads.

I stood up, caught hold of his legs, and dragged him a bit so that his
pleasure hole was accessible. Then I bent down on my knees and placed a
gentle kiss on his hairless pleasure hole and gently lapped it.

"Oh yeah Ro-bert!"

I then spread his rumps apart and traced the lips of his hole. I guided my
tongue into his hole that immediately sucked my tongue in. It felt warm
inside and I tried to go in as much as I could and explored the unseen
territories inside him. I felt a warm surge through me and then realized
that Jack had placed his hands over my shoulders and was squeezing them
gently and kneading it. My tongue rolled around in him and I found a bump
inside him and flicked my tongue over it gently.

"Mmmm... Do it, wow, yes... Stimulate me... wow, yes...Ahhhh..."

I learned that caressing or licking that part would arouse you more.

"Oh Robert! I want you inside me, please. Come inside this old gay man!" He
cried out aloud.

I'd wanted to do this to a man for years, and his invitation turned me on
and I stood up and looked at his eyes. They wanted me inside him. I nodded
slightly and bent lightly to guide my cock inside him, but Jack stopped me
and leaned forward, his mouth reaching for my cock. I backed away. "No, I'd
come into your mouth if you did that."

Jack smiled at me and shook his head, "You wouldn't. You know how to
control.  You'll learn to." He said and kissed my throbbing cock and then
licked the precum off my cockhead. My cock jerked up violently. I didn't
want to come now. Not now! I just hoped I didn't and contracted my muscles,
as if holding off something from inside. I felt his mouth slide into my
cock and his tongue lapping my cock.  I felt a hot surge inside me but I
tried hard to hold it, contracting all my muscles.  Seconds later, he
withdrew his mouth.

"Now, did you learn how to hold it?" His asked playfully.

I nodded with a playful smile on my face, "Yes, I have. But I'm afraid I
can't practice it for long today."

"Then what are you waiting for, you lil' boy? Go on, show this old man the
power of your jewels." He chuckled.

"Here I come." I smiled mischievously at him and slowly guided my cock into
his hole. His hole accommodated my girth as easily as it did my tongue. The
lips of his hole contracted around my shaft. It felt great to be inside
him. I felt I was going to faint, so I clutched his strong shoulders and
pushed my whole six and half inch into him that readily welcomed me. Jack
made a funny sound and looked at me. I thought he was the sexiest man I'd
ever seen. His green eyes almost paralyzed me for a moment. He smiled again
and shifted forward in the couch and asked me to wrap my legs around him. I
did so and hugged my hands around him. He then shifted back and wrapped his
legs around mine, in the process turning sideways, not to fall off the
couch. Reflexively I hugged him tighter and placed a kiss on his shoulder
blade.

"Yeah Robert, fuck me." He whispered into my ears.

I felt as if tons of energy were induced in me and started moving in and
out of him.  My fingers kneading the skin at his back. His cock was
throbbing between our stomachs, slapping, and wetting our navels with
precum.

"Faster, Rob-" He cried out and clutched my rumps tightly. He pulled me in
and out, violently, as if I was a rag-doll. Sweat poured out of every pores
in our body. We started breathing harder as time passed away.  He bent down
to my shoulders and placed frantic kisses on them. I felt as if his lips
were just brushing against my shoulder, but felt the skin tingle under his
lips and come alive. Now I wished he tasted every part of me, but I knew we
couldn't go back... rather 'I' couldn't. I wanted to come inside him badly,
but wanted this episode to last longer. I wanted stay inside him in this
cozy position-this intimate position, smelling his maleness, feeling his
softness, and tasting his muskiness. But no, I already felt a stirring
inside me and heard Jack shout hoarsely, "Yeah, harder!"  "Soon, Jack. I am
gonna... come, yea..." I cried out and started moving as fast as I
could. Finally, I reached the peak. My testicles contracted up to the base
of my cock, as usual and I felt the warm liquid come out through my urethra
and flow inside him. I moaned out aloud, and took a mouthful of air with
each thrust. This time, I thrust my entire body hard against him. Another
gush of liquid... "Ahhhh..."

Thrust... Slop - the sound of skin against skin... "Ahhhh..."

Another swelling of my cock and release... "Ahhhh..."

Thrust... Slop... "Ahhhh..."

I thrust against him even after I discharged all my fluid into him.

"Oh, I'm..." He cried, his voice shaking. I arched myself back a little so
as not to come out and looked at his cock. I wrapped my fingers against his
thick girth and squeezed it harder making him groan and rocked it as hard
as I could. In seconds, thick, white semen spurted out of his cock and
dribbled through my fingers.  He seemed to come forever. After he was done,
I lifted my hand up to my mouth to taste his cum, but he froze my wrist
with his fist. I smiled at him and understood. We both bent down and shared
his cum on my hand. When we were done, I wrapped my hands around him and
rested my face against his wet chest, smelling his maleness.

"Thank you, Jack. That was really great." I realized that tears had welled
up in my eyes. I blinked them away and hugged him tighter. My limp cock was
still inside him, our legs still wrapped around each other. He caressed my
sweaty back with his callused hands and rocked me as if I was a baby...

I almost dozed off against his chest, our sweat cooling off, my limp pecker
still inside his hole, as if it belonged there. It was the tiredness that
made me groggy, but his comfortable hands, soft skin and his gentle
rocking. I nuzzled my face against his chest, which felt good. Ten or
fifteen minutes later, I woke up and looked up at him.  He smiled down at
me. I straightened my back and reached up for his lips and bit his upper
lip gently and sucked it. Then I gave him a deep kiss and broke off. I knew
I had to go home. I couldn't stay here for long. The thought of leaving him
made my heart sink.

"You have to go, Robert." Jack said simply, his voice was the same -
throaty and mesmerizing.  I nodded and slowly withdrew myself away from
him. The moment, my cock came out of him, I felt him heart skip a beat. It
suddenly felt strange to be out. Suddenly I wanted to be inside him again,
but I knew better and stood up from the couch.

"John would have prepared the dinner." Jack said simply and reached for his
boxer shorts and slipped into it.

'What?' How did he know John was back? May be he'd ordered John not to
disturb him when he was back, I assumed and put my clothes back on. Now,
fully dressed, I thought it was better to be without them. I laughed at
myself inside and followed Jack to the dining room. John was watching a
movie and stood up on our arrival.  He beamed at me. I smiled back happily.

"Dinner's ready gran." He pointed the table.

I was famished. I immediately sat in front of the table and attacked my
dinner. It tasted great. Wow! Everything in the world felt great from that
day on! Jack finally dropped me at my home. My parents thanked him for
taking care of him. Jack chuckled softly and told them that it was his
pleasure. Before leaving, he winked at him. That was the first day in my
life, I remember being most happy.



For the whole week, we had sex almost daily and Jack would drop me at my
home around 7 O'clock in the evening. Later, we restricted ourselves to
weekends and occasionally during weekdays. All the time, it was only I who
fucked him. He never asked me if he could do it to me, may be he wanted me
to volunteer. I learned different postures, which could give more
pleasure. He should me how to use my tongue to give someone pleasure by
doing it on my. I felt great whenever he reached my frenulum, and down to
my hole, but never asked him to do it to me. I didn't know why. Just that I
didn't.  One day in the month of December, I remember him asking me if I
could go on a picnic with him to Newton. I was thrilled on hearing the
offer and immediately said yes. My parents had never told 'no' to me and I
knew they would say no this time too, as they'd grown close to Jack and
liked him too. We were scheduled to leave to Newton the next week and I
could hardly wait to be with Jack in a suburb. I wasn't sure why he chose
Newton... why not Miami beach and such exotic places? I didn't care much
anyways, as I just wanted to be with him. The prospect of being with him,
away from our homes thrilled me. I was almost jumping when Jack braked his
car in front of our house. I waved goodbye to my mom and dad, threw my
duffel bag into the backseat, and jumped into the front, beside him.

"You seem to feel great, huh?" He looked at me, with his usual
heart-melting smile.

"Yeah, yeah. I do."

"Uh... Robert... I'd like to talk something to you about this trip."

This caught my attention and I immediately jerked my head to him, "What is
it?"

"Uh... This trip, to Newton... We're not going to be alone there. We are
going to a my friend's place in Newton, which is a very big apartment that
could fit ten people in..." I wasn't sure what he was arriving at, "I... I
should have told you about this before, but I thought it should be a
surprise to you. Now, while driving to your home, I changed my mind. I
thought you should know about it before we arrive there. We are not going
to live alone in Newton, but we'll be there with seven other men."  My
heart skipped a beat and I goggle-eyed at Jack. I was already having an
idea of what was coming ahead.

"All of them are gay and bachelors. Nine of us, we meet every year at this
place and have fun for two weeks. We spend Christmas together. John too
attended a Christmas there with us once, but he said he wasn't interested
in it. So, I left him at my sister's every Christmas."

Wowee! Why was he being so nervous about 'this'? May be he felt I wouldn't
enjoy a crowd? Oh no! The news really sounded great and I smiled at him.

Jack smiled immediately and his hands reached over to mine and squeezed it
gently.  "You're going to have a great Christmas this year... and every
other year if you wish to."

If I wish to? Bullshit! I'd love to! My smile answered all his questions
and cleared those wrinkles in his sexy face.

"Just wait until we get there. Most of the men there are only around
thirty.  To be exact, five of them are in their thirties, one of them, a
fifty-year-old and one guy's eighteen."

Wow! That sounded a great crowd. I wanted to be there this very moment...


Hey Guys! Thank you for your encouraging mails. I love them, really. Please
keep mailing me. Your mails encourage me. And how was those few hours with
Jack.  I bet he was hunk of a man... Hey! hey! Don't get carried away!
There are more twists in this story and wait for them. Robert's gonna enjoy
his two weeks of Christmas in Newton with Nine other hunks. Mail me at
john_debb@hotmail.com...