A new Beginning - Chapter Six
This is a fantasy story involving male to male relations. If reading stories like this is something you don't want to be doing, or it is illegal where you are, I'd suggest you leave. If not, then read on.
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<A New Beginning - Chapter 6>
In a short while Trevor returned with a couple of drinks. He bought the whole bottle of coke, so I figured we'd be here for a while. As he settled down in the deckchair beside me I got a whiff of alcohol and realised that Trevor had fixed himself something stronger. This made me even more certain I was opening old wounds as he obviously needed the drink to get him through the story.
"Are you sure you want to tell me? You obviously aren't happy about it."
"It's Ok." Again that same sad, quiet voice, "It's probably as good a time as any to talk about it. I never have before."
That stopped me in my tracks. This wasn't just a story, but more like an unburdening by the sound of it. I watched Trevor closely as he sipped his drink a few times, obviously steeling himself to continue. I waited silently, giving him a chance to collect his thoughts and listened carefully as he spoke.
"You know my family live in Hawaii, don't you?"
I nodded.
"And you know that I was there until I moved here?"
Another nod.
"Well I moved here over 18 months ago now and bought this place shortly after I arrived. I was lucky to be able to get in for an extended stay, and I've been able to arrange residency here so I can stay permanently."
"My Mother and Father weren't happy about me leaving, they really couldn't understand why I had to go. It was something that I could never confide in them, why I was going to leave. They wouldn't have understood. They probably would have disowned me if they'd known."
Trevor's voice sort of drifted here, as he obviously relived emotions of the time. I wanted to hug him, but instead I reached out and grasped his forearm which was lying on his stomach. Trevor looked down at my hand and then briefly across at me. I think I saw tears glistening in his eyes.
"I'd been in a relationship for 2 wonderful years before that." he continued after a moment "His name was Brian. Such a wonderful man. He was 34 when I first met him, which gave us an age difference of 9 years. That must have been close to ... what.... 5 years ago now. We were casual friends for a few months before anything more happened."
"I'd come to the possibility I was gay in my teens, struggled with it for a few years before accepting it. Still wasn't really an acceptable thing to be, but I was and there was nothing I could do about it. I had a couple of encounters with friends when I was 18 or 19, and learned that I liked the male body far more than I liked females. Thankfully I was always careful what I did so there was no danger of having caught anything, but I learnt a few things about myself along the way and realised that I could never love a woman."
"I went off to the mainland to go to College. I did accounting of all things. You wouldn't have thought me the type I'd imagine. Hell, I wouldn't have thought me the type, but I think I did it for my Parents as much as anything. When I returned home my parents started trying to get me to marry. I could never tell them about my true proclivities, so I took a few girls out to satisfy appearance. They eventually accepted that I was going to take a while to settle down, but they never gave up trying."
"Then I met Brian. He was a businessman. I can't even remember how I met him, but we kept in regular contact for the first few months. I never saw any women around him, and I entertained hopes of him maybe being gay. One evening he invited me to stay over, and he seduced me. Not that I needed much seducing of course, I'd had the hots for him for months. You remember me humming last night?"
I nodded and smiled, remembering just how incredible the vibrations through my cock had felt. I think I even licked my lips.
"Yes, I can tell you do. Pretty mind-blowing isn't it? Well he introduced me to that, that night, as well as a few other things that I'd like to help you experience if you give me the chance. Don't worry I'll take it slow. You've got to accept every step of the way or you won't enjoy it. He made love to me that night, the first time it'd happened to me. Before that there'd been sex, but this was special. This was loving, or as close to it as I had ever been."
"We just got better from there. I spent all the time with him that I could.
He got me a job in his business as an accounts manager. I stayed at his place as often as possible, but we kept ourselves a secret from the rest of the world. Do you know what it is like to have to lead a double life like that? To love someone so dearly that you ache when they aren't around, but to have to treat them during the day as you would anyone else. I couldn't even tell my parents."
"I'd moved out of home into my own flat after college and we kept that going to hide the fact I was never there. To all intents and purposes I lived at that flat, but I really lived with Brian. We might as well have been married. We even changed our wills so that the other would inherit our possessions in the case of an accident. We loved each other that much."
Throughout this speech Trevor had been getting more and more emotional. By now he was almost shaking, and tears were starting to stream down his cheeks. I thought I knew what was coming, and hoped I was wrong.
"And then he died in a car accident, killed instantly. Taken away in the blink of an eye."
He looked at me.
"I know you can understand that, you've been through it too. It is the most heartwrenching thing that could happen isn't it? Only with our situation I couldn't mourn properly. To everyone else we were just friends. Employer and employee. Our hidden life had worked too well, and no-one even dreamed that we were lovers. At his funeral I couldn't even say Goodbye properly for fear of showing my love for him. It was so hard."
Now he broke down completely in tears, lost in the emotion of loss. My own recent loss rose vividly in front of my eyes, dragging me to tears as well. I knew though that I'd been able to say Goodbye and express my grief properly, even if it was on a beach with a stranger sitting vigil beside me as I cried it out.
I sat up in my deckchair and pulled Trevor towards me. As his head hit my chest his tears flowed even more freely, coming in great sobs that racked his frame. I cried for him and with him, my tears mixing with his on my chest. God it must have been hard for him when we first met, sitting on the beach beside me knowing I'd lost my wife and reminding him of his own losses. Yet he'd never mentioned them, allowing me to heal, giving me his support and strength as I rebuilt myself after the cleansing.
I hugged him to me and he wrapped his arms around me. For a moment I waited for my ribs to crack, but somehow they held up to the fierce power in that hug. He continued the hug for a few moments and then relaxed a little, continuing to cry out his pain. I held him closely, making sure that he knew I was there for him, trying to still his uncontrollable shaking.
After a while his sobbing subsided and he started to relax against me. Then, with a mighty sniff, he sat back up and looked out over the balcony at the lights.
"Why don't we go inside? I think that getting to bed now would do you a lot of good." I said after letting him breathe for a while.
He looked me straight in the eye and said in a forlorn voice so unlike his usual confident self.
"I don't want to be alone tonight. Please sleep beside me. I don't want to wake up alone tomorrow morning."
It was such a pitiful cry for comfort that I almost burst into tears. I pulled his head to my chest again, running my fingers through his hair.
"Of course Babe, I'll be there for you."
I then dragged him out of the chair and inside. It was like leading a child, the sorrow had drained him so completely. His arms hung down by his side and he stumbled as we crossed the living room. I ordered him to go to the toilet, as I didn't want wet sheets during the night, and then oversaw him to make sure he did it. As he went about the menial tasks like taking a piss and having a drink of water he revived a little, as I'd been hoping he would.
I sent him to bed, told him I'd join him in a moment, and headed out into the kitchen. I quickly put 2 mugs of milk into the microwave and nuked them until they were hot.
As I turned to carry them to the bedroom I found him standing at the bedroom doorway watching me. He walked towards me and I put the two mugs on the table. He walked up to me and gave me a full body hug, touching as much of himself to me in the embrace as he could. he looked me in the eye again and I could see the emotion thinly veiled within.
"Thanks! I needed that. I'd like to finish the story before we sleep if you don't mind. It will be nice to tell someone after all this time."
I nodded, not sure if I could muster the voice to say anything. He was so vulnerable I was almost afraid he'd break. My heart lurched a step closer to him at that moment, and then he turned and headed towards the bedroom.
I picked up the mugs and followed him in, unable to avoid watching the muscles of his arse cheeks clenching and releasing as he walked. I could look at him 24 hours a day if I got the chance.
I put a mug on each of the side tables of Trevor's bed and then bolted into the bathroom, realising that I had to take my own advice to avoid those wet sheets during the night.
When I got back Trevor was sitting on the bed waiting for me. I sat myself with my back against the bedhead and a pillow behind me so that I could sip the warm milk. He curled up against me, his head on my abdomen, hugging his arms around my waist. I was embarrassed to find my body reacting to this intimacy and before long Trevor had my solid cock staring him in the face.
"Can't keep a good man down eh?" Trevor chuckled. "I suppose I have to remember that an erection IS an involuntary reaction, regardless of how we like to kid ourselves that we can control them. Still, I'm proud to be the cause."
Having said that he unexpectedly reached his head forward and took me into his mouth, swirling his tongue roughly around the head.
"There! Just so that it knows I love it." He continued when he'd removed his mouth, and then he looked up at me with a grin. "And you too!"
He then rested his head on my abdomen and continued his story.
"When they read Brian's will I found out that he was rather wealthy. He had stocks and life insurance policies, as well as superannuation and a bank balance I wouldn't have believed. He was a canny investor, and it all came to me. He had no other family, no-one to contest the will. I suddenly ended up with a large amount of money dropped in my lap. It wasn't worth it though."
"Somehow work found out about me being the beneficiary. Everyone suddenly looked at me differently, like I was a gold-digger or something. Then the sniggering and the "faggot" whispers started. It was miserable there for a while, and then I quit."
"In the space of two weeks I'd gone from happily in love to miserable, alone and shut out with no job. I couldn't even tell my parents because they'd wonder why. They don't even know that I inherited. I just told them I'd been saving hard. Then I started getting strange looks in my own town and I knew that word had spread. I even had one person cross to the other side of the street when I walked towards them."
"So.... I packed my bags and left. I'd always wanted to visit Australia, so I came here. Travelled around a bit and then found paradise. I love this place.... the temperature, the people, the tolerance. I'm still not openly gay, but being able to visit Gay nightclubs is a buzz. In Brisbane there's a few, and one or two along the coast. I tend to go to Brisbane from time to time as it leaves me some anonymity. Never picked anyone up though, but it was nice to be among like minds. Got enough passes made at me, but seeing the way you look at my body I think I understand why."
He hugged me tighter at this point, and I ran my fingers through his hair in response. He gave me a kiss on the stomach and continued.
"I've been in contact by letters to Mum a couple of times, but I've never been home or called them since. I assume they'd have heard the rumours and I wouldn't want to have to explain to them. I left before they could find out, which is why they couldn't understand why I was leaving."
"When you told me you'd lost your wife out there on the beach it brought so much back to me. While you were crying it out of your system I stared out at the water and remembered so much that I hadn't thought about in over a year. I hope I managed to hide it all at the time. It was the last thing you needed to find out that I'd lost my gay lover in similar circumstances."
I smiled down as him and stroked his hair, running my hand down the back of his neck and onto his shoulders. He shivered slightly at my touch and gave a slight moan.
"Thanks for being there." I said "Believe me, it meant so much."
"I know." was his muffled response, "Tonight means so much to me as well."
He reached down and cupped his hand around my balls. My cock gave an immediate twitch and started to fill.
"Do you realise," he continued "that I've been with no-one since I got to Australia? You are my first real contact in 18 months. That was one reason why it was so hard to take the first step. God, was it only yesterday? It seems like we've been together so long. When you first touched me when I was standing there last night I can't believe I didn't come. I was anticipating it so much. And it was beyond belief that you knew all the spots on me.... it made it so much more special for a first time together. I hope you enjoyed it too."
"I did" I said, trying to concentrate. His hand had remained cupping my balls, massaging them carefully as he talked. My cock was looking him in the eye again.
"Hmm. Looks like this is looking for some more proof that I love it." he said, and wrapped his lips around me, dragging his tongue around the sensitive ridge. He then took me all the way down his throat and I groaned loudly. He slid his lips back to the head and then embedded me into his throat. My hips bucked at the sensation.
I grabbed his head and tried to lift him off my cock. he put up a fight, setting up a suction that had my eyes crossing with pleasure. I finally managed to get him to let go.
"Not now." I gasped "I want to relax you tonight. You've been through a lot, and you're obviously very tense."
"Yeah alright, so am I" I continued as he looked meaningfully back down at my throbbing cock "But I want to do this for you tonight. No reciprocation required, just a nice ending for a troubled night for you. Is that OK?"
He nodded and I pushed him back onto the bed. He'd obviously been enjoying sucking me because his erection was at full strength as well. I leant in and our lips met. I held that delicious position for as long as possible. During the kiss I ran a free hand lightly across his chest, feeling him draw in air to gasp as my hand brushed through the hair there.
I gave him a slight breather and then started another long kiss, toying with his nipples and then slowly caressing my way down his wonderful abdominals, feeling each individual ridge of muscle. By the time we broke the kiss he was breathing heavily and I kissed my way from his mouth down his neck and into the hollow of his collarbone. This always gets to me for some reason, and it sent Trevor shuddering so I figure he liked it as well.
I then kissed lightly across his chest, felling it swell and fall with each breath. As I reached a nipple I licked and sucked it, moving across to repeat the process on the neglected second one. All the while my hand was running up and down his abdominals.
Now, if there is one thing that I love, its being kissed down the abdominals. I don't know if is just the sensation, or the promise of what is to come when the mouth gets to the bottom, but it is a HUGE turn on to me. I now found out that it was to Trevor as well. By the time I'd reached the bottom of his abs he was writhing and moaning, begging me not to stop.
As I reached his pubic hair I carefully lifted his cock that was bobbing mid air and continued to kiss all the way down his stomach until I reached its base. I then slowly kissed my way up its length until I reached the tip where I swirled my tongue around the head. This was my first taste and I was taking my time.
As I finally slid his head into my mouth Trevor bucked. I rapidly ended up with half of him in my mouth and backed off a little so that I wouldn't choke. It was an interesting feeling, sort of rubbery, but throbbing with a power of its own. So deliciously smooth and responsive.
I carefully slid my lips further and further, willing my gag reflex to shut down. Somehow or other I managed and soon had him fully into me. It took a moment but I managed to work out how to get a shallow breath, although he was large enough to make it difficult to even breathe through my nose. It was worth it however for the moan that Trevor let out when I reached bottom and swallowed. He shuddered from head to toe, muttering something barely intelligible about how good it felt.
Holding him fully sheathed in my mouth I now reached down and brushed his balls. He bucked again, but this time I was prepared for it. I brushed his balls more strongly and swallowed a few times, making the sensations as strong as possible for him. Then I cupped my hand around his balls, massaging them slowly and drew my lips slowly up his length. Welcome air flooded into me as I was able to take my first full breathe in a while. I kept his head in my mouth and swirled my tongue around him, listening to his soft "Yes, Oh Yes" as I did so.
Giving him no warning I took him as deeply as I could while finding the spot behind his balls that we both liked. At the same moment I slid my other hand up his abdomen to his chest, ruffling the hair there and adding to the overall feeling.
"I'm close. " I heard him groan "This is incredible."
I quickly drew him almost out of my mouth again, returning him to my throat immediately, and then repeated the action a couple more times. I listening to his rising moans as his orgasm started to overtake him. I embedded him fully and increased my stroking behind his balls and started on his abdominals. Knowing perfectly well how good it had felt when he did it to me yesterday, I started humming.
Trevor just about screamed and started thrashing about underneath me. I felt his cock swell in my mouth and he started shooting. I swallowed as well as I could, aware that each time I did it increased the sensation for him as my throat contracted around him.
I also continued stroking behind and around his balls, trying to hit as many spots as possible to make his orgasm as intense as I could. I was rapidly running out of air again, but there was no way I was letting up yet. As his pulsing decreased I slowly backed off, getting the last dribble onto my tongue as I gasped for air.
I experimentally tasted it, this being my first taste of another man's semen. Different! I'm not sure I could agree with the "sweet as honey" comments that I'd read in stories, but it wasn't altogether distasteful either. Sort of earthy and maybe a bit musky. I figured I would live with the taste easily, given how much Trevor enjoyed my method of extracting it.
I rasped my tongue around the now supersensitive head, feeling a shudder run through Trevor as I rasped overloaded nerve endings. I gave one last swipe of the tongue and looked up at him.
"Mmmmmm! I get the feeling you enjoyed that?"
It took a moment for him to reply as his head was flung back across his pillow and he was trying to regain his composure.
"Wow!" was all he could manage.
I reached across and turned off the light, telling him to relax and get some sleep. He mumbled something that I couldn't understand and rolled onto his side. I spooned around him, enjoying the feeling of his body against me. I sort of nestled my aching cock against his arse and willed myself to go to sleep. I may have been teased all day, but it was worth it to get to him how I did. he needed to relax and sleep off the emotions.
I closed my eyes and hugged him tightly against me, gradually drifting off to sleep.
Heya guys. Hope none of you were TOO upset by where I left the last installment . I hope this one was worth the wait.
As I've said all along, please let me (Paul) know what you think at yvonneva@hotmail.com. This is my first go at writing, so I need the feedback.