New Beginning

A new Beginning - Chapter Seven

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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This is my first attempt at story writing, so I'd like some feedback. Email me at yvonneva@hotmail.com

<A New Beginning - Chapter 7>

I awoke slowly from sleep, feeling myself gradually unfold as I returned to full awareness. I became aware that there were hands running over me, gentle, warm hands that stroked my torso. Wonderful way to wake up.

I opened my eyes to see this gorgeous hunk staring back at me, with his hands running all over my upper body.

"I wanted to be the first thing you saw this morning, and the first thing you felt. I hope you don't mind?"

"Mmmmm, not at all. I've never woken beside a hot stud before, but I think I can get used to it."

I stretched languidly, enjoying those hands. My right nipple was suddenly engulfed in warmth and moisture as Trevor sucked it into his mouth. Lovely counterpoint to those roaming hands.

"Thanks for last night Babe. I'm glad I've finally been able to tell someone. And thanks for that killer blowjob. You sure you've never done that before?"

"Nope! Only read about it, never actually done it. You seemed to enjoy it though."

Trevor smirked and said.

"Ever so slightly. You must have had blue balls though by the time you'd finished. Let me see...... I teased you on the road to Nambour, and then stroked you all the way back, we groped each other here and there throughout the rest of the day, and then you had the guts to pull me off you last night when I was going down on you. I still don't know how you mustered the strength to get me off your cock... I was determined to suck you dry."

"Still," he continued "if I get the reward I did last night, I'll not put up so much of a fight. That was mind-blowing. After the rest of the night I needed that so bad. It meant a lot that you stopped me pleasuring you and turned the tables on me. Did you get any sleep?"

"It took a while," I admitted. "Feeling your body against mine nearly drove me crazy. Knowing I was sleeping against you kept me awake and buzzing, but I finally drifted off. Glad I could give you the pleasure though. It must have been terrible having to hold all that inside when you met me on the beach."

Trevor's hands, which had been moving constantly over my chest and shoulders stopped suddenly. His face clouded for a moment as emotions flickered by.

"It wasn't easy." he sighed "But it was worth it to get to know you."

I smiled up at him then moaned softly as his hands started caressing me again, moving down my torso onto my stomach. They ran through the hair, ruffling and stroking, tracing the emerging definition of my abdominals.

"These are looking better," he said, stroking my stomach delicately "The workouts are doing you wonders. However, before this morning's workout I think you need to release some tension. I had you on edge all of yesterday, and you ignored it all for me. I love you for that."

He leant up to my face and kissed me soundly, ducking as my arms came up to hold him.

"Oh no! This is for you. Besides, we can't waste that, now can we?"

He looked down at my cock where it stood high in the air and pulsing with need.

"When I woke up this morning that was nudging me in the thigh. Can't waste something like that. Before I start I have to ask. Do you trust me."

I sat up abruptly, surprised at the comment.

"Why do you ask?"

"I want to try something on you as I mentioned last night. There are a few things I'd like to introduce you to, but we'll take it a step at a time. It won't hurt, but I want it to be a surprise."

I sat for a moment, trying to answer the question. I trusted Trevor, but how much?

"It won't be too big a step." He assured me.

I came to a decision and said.

"If you say it won't hurt then I trust you."

Trevor pushed me back down flat.

"Then lie back, close your eyes, and enjoy. If you want me to stop let me know. This is all about your enjoyment. Just relax."

I did as I was told, laying back and closing my eyes. His hands resumed their exploring of my body, searching out and identifying all the sensitive spots he hadn't had a chance to find in our hurried first encounters.

It felt wonderful as he brought his lips into play, kissing and licking me while his hands continued to fondle and play. I basked in the sensation, feeling like I was floating. If I hadn't known better I would have said he had more than two hands. They roamed from my head to my toes, touching and exploring everything except my groin. He carefully avoided that and it frustrated me like hell.

With all the attention my skin was starting to tingle and buzz as the nerves became more and more finely attuned to the touch of his hands and mouth.

Suddenly I was aware of him kissing his way down my stomach, his hands working around my hips and finally stroking my balls. Having my balls stroked was nearly a relief as they were at such a fever pitch, but having him kissing his way down my stomach turned me on even more.

He kissed his way up my cock and engulfed me with his mouth. He had only one hand working on me now, rubbing my balls and stroking behind. It was such a contrast to the constant touch of his hands all over my body that my skin tingled even more at the absence.

He slowly ran his lips up and down the length of me, sucking fiercely midway up and down each stroke. It was building a fire in me, working my body to a slow burn, building the passion for the explosion to come.

Soon, all I could feel was his mouth on my cock, sliding up and down it rhythmically. He was kneeling between my legs now, his hands not touching me at all. All sensation centred on those lovely lips sliding and the sheathing feel of his throat when he was at his deepest.

Then I became aware of a finger, tentatively stroking from my balls towards my arsehole. New sensations enveloped me as he slowly circled his finger around my rosebud. He continued circling slowly, bringing his lips up to just nurse on my head, his tongue circling my ridge in time with his finger.

My moan told him that I was enjoying this but his finger was removed. Moments later it was reapplied, this time covered in something deliciously cold and wet. He resumed his circling, increasing his attentions on my cock head as I tensed slightly. I knew what was to come, and I wasn't actually uncomfortable about the idea. My body on the other hand was reacting against my mind.

He slowly increased the pressure of his finger on my hole, worming it slightly to help gain entry. Without warning he impaled his throat onto my cock, shocking me with the intensity of the feeling. By the time I'd adjusted to it I realised that his finger was deep inside me, slowly stroking me to get me used to the feeling.

He resumed his long slow sucking of my cock, returning to his rhythmical sliding of his lips up and down with a hard suck at each midpoint. As I relaxed into this he increased the tempo slightly, working his finger more and more inside me.

Suddenly I felt like I'd been flooded with electricity and my cock surged. I think I yelped at the sensation, but Trevor didn't miss a beat with the slow, careful strokes of his lips on my cock. Another wiggle of his finger and another bolt of lightning. I was left almost breathless by it.

Then I felt him slowly and deliberately stroke my insides, obviously having found what I assumed was my prostate. Having read about it gave me no warning for the sensations it caused as he repeatedly stroked it, sending bolt after bolt of pleasure through me. It was certainly different to normal sensations, coming as it did from inside of me, and there was a definite connection to my cock because every time he stroked me inside the sensations from his lips sliding up and down my cock increased dramatically. I felt like my cock was on fire and had swollen to twice its normal size with need, but he kept up the same rhythmic bobbing of his head, never varying the relentless building of my orgasm.

Saying that the cum was boiling in my balls would have been an understatement. It was WAY past boiling point. My whole body was starting to shiver with the need for release, my muscles quivering as he hit the spot again and again.

Just when I was preparing to scream at him to finish me off, Trevor increased the speed of his lips. This pulled me higher and higher towards the point of no return and he seemed to know just the pace at which to keep me there without taking me over. I was on fire, my skin tingling as my body sat on the edge of an incredibly powerful orgasm, with Trevor masterfully playing my body to keep me there in the throes of pleasure.

Finally Trevor pushed his finger hard onto my prostate, massaging it rather than brushing it. My cock swelled again and I felt like I should warn Trevor that he was probably about to lose the back of his head. I felt the cum rushing towards my cock, and I crossed the line. Pleasure coursed through me, wiping all thoughts of time before them. I felt like I came for hours, it was so intense, my body pumping out load after load of cream into Trevor's pistoning mouth. I had never come like this before, it paled the humjob into insignificance.

I surfed the waves of orgasm, enjoying the rush of its intensity, gradually returning to reality, as I became aware of my heaving chest. Trevor removed his mouth and my cock dropped to my stomach, exhausted by what it had just produced.

I opened my eyes and looked at Trevor, who'd at some point removed his finger and moved out from between my legs, now kneeling beside me. He had a satisfied expression on his face, with a tension in his eyes as he watched me come down. I groped blindly and found his cock, wrapping my hand around its rigid length.

"Come for me" I said as I stroked him hard.

It only took two or three hard strokes and Trevor closed his eyes and joined me. His cock swelled and pulsed, emptying his seed across my stomach and hip. I continued stroking him until he was spent, then pulled him down beside me. I hugged him fiercely, trying to express in that hug just how much the experience had meant to me. He returned the hug and snuggled his head into my shoulder blade with a sigh.

We dozed like that for a little while before Trevor struggled away from me.

"I really must get ready for work. I want to stay here, but I have to go."

His voice was plaintive and I knew that he really didn't want this to end.

"To make it easier I won't stay lying around here either."

I quickly hopped off the bed and headed towards the door. About half way there my legs gave out, going rubbery and unstable. I clutched at the doorframe, trying to keep myself upright. In a flash Trevor was there, holding me up.

"Whoooo! Guess you DID really enjoy that. I think I definitely did a good job then."

I grinned.

"And how!! You excelled. I think it might be better if you helped me to a chair until I get my muscles under control though. I'm not sure I can walk.

I think that workout is out of the question."

"Preferred our alternative workout then did you?" he said suggestively "We wouldn't have time for that now anyway, not if I wanted to get to work anyway. I'd better go have my shower anyway."

He headed into the bathroom and I heard the water start up. Having more or less got control of my legs I headed into the bathroom too, grabbing some toilet paper to wipe his come off my stomach. I then settled back against the doorway, waiting for him to finish.

He hopped out and saw me standing there. I walked over to him and gave him a big hug and a whispered thanks, then broke away to let him get dressed.

"One of these days I really must get you out onto the balcony in the sun so I can have a really good look at you. I still haven't had a proper chance to check out all those beautiful muscles of yours in the light of day."

"Can be arranged. I'll let you know when I can fit it into my busy schedule."

"Gee Thanks." I said acidly. "Don't put yourself out."

Trevor gave a big laugh and grabbed me for another hug. I then got out of there or he'd never be able to get to work on time. Before he left I found out what time his lunchbreak was likely to be and made plans to meet him there.

Before he could get out the door I grabbed him for a final kiss, fastening my lips onto his until we had to break for air.

"That's just to get you through the day. Remind you what you're missing" I said, then reached down to hold his groin and discovered he was already well on the way to being hard again. "Guess that reminder seemed to work. Nice to know that my kisses turn you on."

I gave his swelling cock one last squeeze and then let him go. He adjusted himself to make it a little bit less obvious, hitched his skates over his shoulder and stepped out into the hallway. He always put the skates on in the foyer, not wanting to damage the carpet. Yet another sign of his consideration for others.

As the door closed I sighed, reviewing the morning's entertainment in my mind. If that was just the first of the things Trevor was going to introduce me to, then I could hardly wait to try the rest. Then again, perhaps it would be better to explore this for a while, taking time to enjoy it. I definitely wanted to see what a similar investigation by me would do to Trevor. I got great pleasure from giving him pleasure. It looked like we both felt that way.

I wandered out onto the Balcony and looked down, just in time to see him skate around the corner. He looked so damn fine. I decided that I would have to pin him down to giving me a good look at his body on the balcony one day. I still wanted to see all of it.

After standing, looking out from the balcony for a while I decided that today was going to be a beach day. I hadn't been down to the beach for a few days and I really needed to soak up some more rays before heading back for the cold of home. I tried not to think about it, but I realised that I'd have to go back and face the memories at sometime in the not too distant future. I definitely wasn't looking forward to that.

Having extensively planned my day (Get into swimmers, go to beach, sunbake, meet Trevor for lunch, sunbake, come home?) I had a shower, donned my swimmers and headed on down to the beach. I headed down towards Surfers Paradise itself and wandered out onto the beach to sunbake until I met Trevor for lunch.

At the beach I was thankful that I'd grabbed my mirror shades rather than my usual sunglasses. There were some hot bods on the beach and with the mirror shades I could look with impunity. Looked like I'd made the right decision for my day afterall.

I ended up not far from the Mall, figuring I'd see Trevor if he came looking. I made myself up a comfortable area in the sand and relaxed to watch the bodies go by. There were some really nice girls and guys wandering by, some with even better bodies than Trevor's. My mind went into fantasy overdrive with this smorgasbord of flesh parading past me.

After the third blatantly appraising look from passing females I realised that I obviously wasn't looking too bad after all. I don't know whether I'd never been looked at before but I certainly hadn't noticed, and if I had I would have ignored it as I was married and therefore everyone else was off limits. It wasn't only that I was married, I dearly loved my wife and would never have done anything to hurt her. My secret cache of files on the computer worried me enough because I don't know what her reactions would have been if she'd found them. Unlike most of my friends I actually enjoyed her company and really felt like I'd found my soul mate.

Now, however, things had changed and I wasn't bound by that love any more. Instead I now enjoyed the looks, taking each as a compliment. If Trevor had been there he'd have thought I was a total sleaze the way I was watching people.

That thought sort of bought me back to myself and I finally had a chance for a reality check. So much had taken place in the last 3 days. It amazed me just how much, but as I sat on the beach watching I realised that I hadn't really had time to process it all. I realised that I had to make some decisions. Unfortunately these decisions would have to be made by the head on my shoulders instead of the one between my legs that had been controlling me for the last few days.

"Oh Shit!" I said to myself and had to chuckle. "Paul, how do you get yourself into these situations?"

Now I hadn't actually been in a situation like this before, but the words fit pretty damn well. Somehow I'd managed to get so wrapped up in experiencing Trevor that I hadn't stopped to think about my actions or where they were leading. I had a pretty good idea of the things that Trevor wanted to introduce me to, and if this morning's encounter was anything to go by then I was DEFINITELY going to enjoy them. My biggest concern was whether I was willing to go through with it?

I'd been running through the last few days on autopilot. It was like I was in the middle of one of those fantasy stories I'd read on the internet except that out here in the real world, doubts exist. I'd read so many stories where married men get together for a booze up and end up fucking each other senseless that I'd never really thought about what it would be like, and how that step could be taken so easily. I suppose I figured that it would all fall into place as naturally as if you were sleeping with your wife. I now realised that nothing is ever that simple.

Six weeks before I'd been happily married, with a vague interest in men. I'd never thought seriously about fulfilling any of these fantasies and certainly never thought of the mechanics of how I'd go about doing so. Face it, until my wife died there had just plain been no chance of it ever happening, so I'd never really explored the possibility. It was always something deliciously wicked that I'd thought about in private.

Now, possibly tonight even, I was in the position of taking what I felt was the biggest step in my life for me. Up until now everything I'd done could easily be put in the category of being swept up in emotions, but the thought of actually having penetrative sex with a man, even one as wonderful as Trevor, was daunting. It just seemed so irreversible. It was stepping outside the bounds of heterosexuality and stepping into homosexuality. It sounds melodramatic but it really did seem to me that I had to make that sort of life decision. My life had taken on the proportions of a soap opera.

I suppose at this point my life experiences kicked into overdrive. As a kid I'd been widely thought to be gay. I wasn't, although I did appreciate the male body, but I had little luck with girls. This, and a close friend who was male, meant that I was "obviously" gay and lived most of my upper school years in some sort of discomfort over teasing. This, along with church sermons, friends comments and generally negative press, had lead me to feel that homosexuality was unnatural. Here on the beach I was now asking myself to consciously throw away all that ingrained fear and accept Trevor and the "irreversible" acts we were quite likely going to commit. I think my "Oh Shit!" wasn't even half of it.

Then to add to this it occurred to me for the first time to think about Aids and sexually transmitted diseases. Ok, I realise that it was probably a little late to think about that, but I'd been married for many years and didn't have to think about things like that. I suppose that in some ways I was like someone who had been put in jail for 10 years and then released onto the street with absolutely no rehabilitation. I realised that I just didn't know how things worked now in the dating game.

So I suppose basically you could say that my world started to crash in on me. My mind started trying to work everything out and only succeeded in working itself into a frenzy. I ended up staring out at the water for hours, trying not to think about anything, but only succeeding in getting myself even more worked up.

I was so deep in my mental concerns that I didn't see Trevor come out to the beach carefully carrying a bucket. He made his way along the back of the beach and then crept up behind me. The first I knew of this was when I was hit by the contents, around 10 litres of icy cold water. With everything going through my head I didn't even think, I just leapt up and yelling at him.

"What the Fuck do you think you're doing you Prick? Why the hell did you do that? Who do you think you fucking well are?...."

As I continued hurling abuse I was so angry I think I damn near punched him.

By this time Trevor's grin had faded in shock. This was not at all the reaction he expected. To give him credit he didn't react at all, just let me rant and rave. I think he saw my fist clench because he seemed to steel himself at around the same time, but I managed to control myself. When I'd finally cursed myself to a standstill the adrenaline rush ended and I collapsed to my knees, struggling to stay upright. As I started to slump forward into the sand Trevor grabbed me and held me upright. At that point I gave up the struggle, allowing myself to gratefully slide into unconsciousness.

Chapter 7 completed and still going strong. I hope everyone is enjoying this. I'm enjoying writing it.

Oh yeah, I've got to put a big thanks in here to my editor and swami Ray. You know who you are. Thanks Bud.

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.