Date: Thu, 12 Dec 2013 14:57:20 -0500
From: preecherdave@gmail.com
Subject: Billy 3

Billy 3

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Author's Note

Previously

I left later in the morning with the invitation to come back next weekend
if I wanted. I was honest to both of them that I had not totally figured
out exactly what I wanted and where I was at this moment.

I got a wonderful send off. Thomas gave me a big hug with a sincere 'glad
to see you again'. Sean blew me away as he was tending to do these day. As
he hugged me, he simply said that I could take my time deciding my next
step and to phone him during the week if I wanted to make plans. But it was
his final words that moved me the most. "Love you cousin. Glad to have you
back."

Lots to think about on the way home but they were not the whirlwind of
thoughts of the previous weeks. I was clearly bisexual and possible gay
oriented. I slowly figured out that, what I had missed with Robert, was the
connection. I had enjoyed the movie and our time together. The sex had been
better than good. It appeared that I liked men. I liked their bodies and I
liked the interplay in sex. Remembering my tongue on Robert's opening had
me hard in seconds. What I wanted now was the connection with someone. I
went about the rest of my day and most of Sunday catching up with washing
and groceries. All the time, I was considering my feelings and going over
what I would do next weekend.

After supper, I decided on what I wanted to do next weekend. I picked up
the telephone. Wonder, if he was there or out. He answered. "Hi, it's
Will."

Present

"Will, it is great to hear your voice. I have thought about how you were
doing over the last week. I am really glad you phoned."

"Paul, I have to say that you have crossed my mind several times. I enjoyed
last weekend."  That was an understatement!

We talked for a while. It turned out that we both loved hockey and were on
teams. Somehow we had not talked about that the last time we were
together. I played forward and he played defence. I played this week and he
played on late Saturday afternoon.

"Paul, I am thinking about coming to the city on the weekend. Do you think
that we could get together?"

"I am free Friday and Saturday. Hey in fact, I like jazz and there is a
very good jazz group playing at a club on Friday and Saturday. We could go
for supper either night and have a good night of it."

"Your choice. I'll warn you; I know nothing about jazz but willing to
learn. What about the hockey?"

"Not a problem. The game is at 4 and we wouldn't have to be at the club
until 8:30 or 9."

"I could come to your game on Saturday afternoon. I would enjoy that."

"Can I be forward?"

"I thought you played defence but I like forwards." He chuckled muttering
smart guy.

"You may be planning on staying at Sean's but you could come and stay with
me on Friday and Saturday. Would save time and running about especially if
you are coming to the game. I would really like to have you here."

I wanted to yell yes, yes but I decided to be a bit more demure. "It would
make it easier. I would like to spend some time with you. Breakfast was
great last Saturday."

"Just breakfast?" Indignation but I could almost hear the suppressed
chuckle.

"Well there were some other things that were OK."

"If just OK, I might have to rethink the invitation."

"Searching for compliments, Paul?"

"Alright, I shall challenge you to improve on the OK."

"You are on."

We signed off after a lengthy talk. The telephone rang the next day and it
was Paul. One of their forwards had been called away on business that
weekend and the team leader wondered if I could fill in. With lots of
dickering back and forth about monetary payments for my time and skills and
my unproven skills for him, I agreed. We did seem to have a rapport even on
the telephone. I was still high from the phone call the next day.

I phoned Sean letting him know what my plans were. He sounded excited for
me. It felt good to know that there was someone there in my corner. The
rest of the week flew by and I was suddenly on my way to the city. I was
correct. I was running late as there were some issues this week and on
Friday that needed my immediate attention. I was glad that we had not
planned anything for Friday night. I phoned Paul as I left letting him know
my time of arrival.

I was just a tad nervous when I knocked on his door. Was this a mistake?
Would it work or was our first time together just a one off? The door
opened and there stood Paul. I had almost forgotten how impressive he
was. As tall as me, but a big man with not an ounce of fat. His attractive
face shone with a huge smile of welcome. When the door shut, he turned and
looked at me.

"Can I do something that I have dreamed of for days now?"

I must have looked puzzled but I said sure. He enveloped my in those big,
strong arms. The hug lasted much longer than I would have expected. I ended
up putting my arms around him and hugging back.

I looked impishly at him. "Missed me, eh?" (We Canadians really do use the
term, eh, a lot.)

He smiled and pulled me into the living room with my suitcase, my hockey
gear and the alcohol that I brought with me. "What are the plans for
tonight?"

"I bought some food for supper. It's 7:30. Perhaps just relax here and have
an early evening and then we can do what we want tomorrow which will be
busy."

That was what we did. Supper was excellent and went well with one of the
wines I had brought. We talked and he put on some jazz to let me hear what
he wanted to take me to tomorrow. I was surprised. I really enjoyed it.

Towards 10, I yawned. "Not the company. It was a long drive and a long
day." I explained some of the complications at work and the energy it took
to solve them.

"How about we turn in early?" He looked at me with just the hint of a
smile. "Notice I didn't mention sleep. Why don't you join me over here. I
could probably give you a bit of an adrenaline boost."

I came over and sat beside him. I know what I wanted. "I have been wanting
to do this ever since I arrived." I leaned over and kissed him. It was a
kiss on the lips. Then it changed to tongue on the lips and finally, I
opened my mouth almost at the same time as he did. Tips of the tongue
duelled with each other. I was hard very quickly. Then hands started to
touch shoulders and chests. I opened my eyes to find his eyes shut with a
look of absolute pleasure on his face. His eyes opened and we simply looked
at each other.

"Paul, I need a shower. Want to join me?"

"You go regulate the temperature and I'll close up. Believe me it won't
take me long. He stood up with a huge bulge in his pants. With a huge smile
on my face, I reached over and ran my fingers over it. He shuddered. "You
bugger. Too much. Wait until I get you in the shower."

"Can't wait." As he turned I slapped his ass. He looked at me with eyes
narrowed and mischief on his face. This was me, the guy who was worried
about this a month ago. Ready to go at it with this wonderful man. I would
never have guessed on Labour Day morning what a change of direction my life
was going to take. I chuckled as my cock sprung up when I took my pants
off.

I was standing in the bathroom regulating the shower temperature, naked and
erect, waiting for a man to join me. I turned when I heard a noise behind
me. Amend that thought, a naked, handsome man standing very erect in the
door of the bathroom with lust in his eyes. I swallowed hard. Let me at
him.

I had showered with a few women but this was even more fun.  We cleaned
each other thoroughly. He did give me payback for my touch in the living
room by flicking my erection fairly hard and then engulfing it with his
mouth as the hot water poured down on us. Never realized a shower could be
so erotic.

In the bedroom, we turned the lights down low. We stood caressing each
others bodies. I loved the male curves of his body, the soft skin but hard
muscle and bone underneath. Then there was the hair. I guess it was so
fascinating because it was so different from what I had been used to. We
ended up with our tongues in each others armpits. Wow that sent sensations
all over my body. When I knelt in front of him I loved looking at and
pulling the hair on his thighs and groin. His taste was different than
Robert. It was Paul and I couldn't get enough of him. Paul seemed to enjoy
it as well.

I was totally turned on by the time my condom covered cock was slowly
penetrating him. He was tight and hot. I went very slowly and stopped when
my head just slipped in. Contractions and heat. Careful Will don't end it
now. My entire body was alive with sensations. Think of something else. So
I rested on his back and kissed his neck and shoulders. I asked him to turn
his head. The kiss was soft and intimate and left me breathless.

Still looking at each other, "Will, I am so turned on. Please go in slowly
and then hard and fast."

I decided that I would do a lot more than that. I was going to give him the
best ride I could. So over the next 10 to 20 minutes, I went hard and fast
with long strokes, then short, fast ones over his prostate. Then my
favourite long slow strokes pulling out as far as I could and then slowly
ending in as far as I could. My hands were everywhere. When I realized how
close we both were, I used my hand to stroke his hard cock hard and
fast. His yell told me that he was finishing but I could feel the change in
his body as he tensed and then the wonderful feeling of wetness as he
provided me with lots of lubricant to complete the job with my hand. I
ended up with my cock pushed in as far as I could and the spasms of semen
were so strong that they almost hurt. I collapsed on his back.

"Oh, Paul!" I managed to get out from my hard breathing. "So much more than
OK." I felt so emotional.

I came out and turned him around. The look on his face was almost one of
wonder. He grabbed me and pulled me down on top of him and used his hands
to force me into a kiss. It was passionate.  "Nothing like that in years."
He let me roll off and then turned his back to me and he whispered. "Just
hold me until we fall asleep. I am so glad that you are staying here with
me tonight. Will, sleep well."

I did and the next thing I knew I was waking up in his bed with his arms
around me. I needed the bathroom badly. I waited as long as I could
listening to his soft breathing. I stirred to get up and he held me
tighter. "Paul, need to use the bathroom. I shall be right back into these
wonderful arms." He mumbled something about not wanting me to leave but he
lessened his grip and I slipped away.

He left when I came back. Within a few minutes of his return, I was on top
of him with my cock fully in him kissing him. It didn't quite reach the
high of last night but it was still memorable.

Breakfast was even better than the last time. There were little touches,
leg on leg, hands lightly touching everywhere and I swear we were both
partially hard all through breakfast. Well, I was. We showered separately
as he had somethings to do before we left for some Saturday chores, lunch
and the game. Showering separately, probably wise; we had to get out of the
condo.

I was welcomed as the saviour of the team. What a great bunch! I had no
idea if they knew Paul's orientation. If they did, he was just one of the
guys and I was his friend so I too had to take the little cracks and jokes.

The game started. I watched Paul on his second shift and he was a fantastic
defence man. He was a strong skater. I had watched when he was at their
opponents' end, he had waited at the blue line, caught an attempt to clear,
looked at his options and stick handled brilliantly through the
players. His shot was just caught by the goalie. Beautiful play.

I went on for my first shift. It took a bit on that shift to learn what to
expect from the other players. I had to watch their style, their skating
and positioning. I didn't make a total fool of myself and it was in my
second shift that I saw the break that the centre was making and gave him
the perfect pass. He scored. It is always a thrill to watch your play work
and to have the scorer come over and congratulate you on a great play. Lots
of back slaps from the team and a magical smile from Paul.

I watched Paul and thrilled at his skating prowess and the incredible way
that he moved his body. I could almost feel the power in his movements. It
was in one of these moments that I realized that I wanted to feel his power
and have him dominate me physically. I made a decision about what I wanted
tonight after jazz and supper.

It was in the last ten minutes of the third period that I received a pass
just inside the opponents' blue line. I quickly saw where every player was
and skated to and then faked my way around the defence and let go a shot
that went high into the top corner of the net. What a way to finish the
game. It was the insurance goal and the guys jumped on me. There were
comments all through the dressing room and shower about the great score. I
was welcome back any time I could make it.

Back at Paul's, we put our equipment out to dry. We had a little snack to
tide us over. We dressed for the evening and decided to go early. It had
been a long day and we were pleasantly tired from the hockey match. I
looked at Paul as we left the condo. He looked great. The shirt and pants
hugging his body nicely. He sure knew how to choose colours to compliment
himself. Amend that previous thought. He looked spectacular.

The atmosphere in the club was good. Low lights, nicely decorated with
linen table cloths and very efficient, professional waiters. The food was
good and the first set of music was really fascinating for me as a first
time at a jazz performance. We had moved around so that we sat beside each
other to watch the musicians. Our legs touched and occasionally there would
be a hand under the table to hold the others hand or a hand on a thigh. He
had me turned on all through the first set. We talked during their break
and watched couples dance during it. Neither of us felt like making an
issue of two guys dancing in a mostly heterosexual crowd. There were still
limits to what we could do.

After an even better second set, we decided to leave. We tipped our waiter
well. I think he understood our connection. He wished us a good rest of the
evening and I could almost swear that he winked at me as he said it. As we
left the club, having watched all the couples dancing and having been
touched by Paul's hands during the night, I could not resist so I turned
quickly and put an arm around his waist and gave him a kiss. It lasted only
a second and no one passing by seemed to even notice. Little did I know. We
arrived back at Paul's and he asked me if I wanted a drink.

"Paul, to be corny, no. I just want a long drink of you. I don't think that
I have been this turned on by anyone in a long time."

He smiled and pulled me up out of the chair. "Will, I haven't had many days
like this in a long time either."

He leaned over and kissed me. It was as if he had lit a fire inside me. We
kissed standing up in his living room for minutes. We were primed and read
by the time we made it to the bedroom. We undressed ourselves slowly
looking at each other. Every time I saw him like this I was mesmerized by
his body. Well developed chest with a sprinkling of black hair on it. Flat
stomach and then the strong legs. Again it was the lovely short black hair
that really finished it off. I couldn't stop touching him all over. He
finally smiled and suggested that I get a condom. He liked watching me
naked and erect walking back towards him. Said it was a great sight.

I came back with a condom. Paul was lying on the bed with his legs spread
slightly. It looked as if he were getting ready for this position. I knelt
between his legs and took the head in my mouth. When I came off him, I
opened the wrapper. I took the condom out and looked at it thoughtfully. I
bent over and put the condom over the head of his wet cock. I was watching
him. His eyes got bigger and he frowned slightly. "Will ...." My kiss cut
off his words.

"Not debatable." As I rolled the condom down, "I watched you at hockey. I
want to feel your body, your power. I want you badly."

"Some guys want their first time with someone really special. You never
forget your first time."

"Exactly. Paul, you are a very special person. I want you." His eyes
watered. I kissed them. I lightly stroked him. His erection was almost red
he was so turned on. With a smile, "I think you are ready" I lay beside
him. "Make me ready." I opened my legs. As he kissed me, he put in one
lubed finger. I relaxed and pushed against it. He found my prostate. Never
felt anything like it. Waves of sensations pulsed through my groin. Then
two and three fingers. It was probably the expectation and the incredible
feelings he was giving me; I had never wanted anything more than what I was
getting ready for.

"Paul, tell me how you want to do this. I just want you so badly."

"Why don't we start with you on your knees and maybe switch in a few
minutes so that I can see you?"

"I am literally in your hands."

As I got up to kneel on the bed, he stopped me as we faced each other
kneeling on the bed. He kissed me and while he kissed me his hands went
lightly over my chest and then my balls and cock. I don't think that I have
ever been this hard or this involved in my life. My body felt alive and
sensitive to every little touch or movement.

"Put lots of lube on me." As I was doing that, "If at any time you want me
to stop or withdraw just say it. You really are a beautiful man."

With that I knelt on the bed. It was incredible. I felt so open, vulnerable
that it turned me on even more.  His light touches sent shivers through
me. He put in a lot of lube. Light touches on my balls. Oh shit. Then I
felt him position himself between my legs. I reached around and lightly
stroked his cock as I placed it at my opening. He almost growled.

His fingers had not hurt as he spent a lot of time putting them in
slowly. He did the same now. He moved his head around and would just go in
a bit and then out but each time it was little more. He was getting
closer. "Will, relax even more if you can and when I say now, push out."

After a few more little ins and outs he said 'now' and I pushed out. He
slipped his head in.

I gasped. The entire area was spasming around the invasive head. "You OK?"

Breathlessly, "Yeah, just give me a minute. Feels so different. I know that
my body will calm down. Pinch my nipples." That did send erotic waves
through my body. Distracted me. The spasms finally stopped and all I could
feel was wonderful fullness. I pushed my body towards him and he went in a
bit more. Finally, "Paul go very slowly back and forth like you started." I
could feel and see as I looked between my legs that he was slowly
disappearing into me. When he did the short back and forth over my
prostate, I knew that this was going to end spectacularly and probably
quickly for me. The sensations were amazing. When I could feel his balls
slapping mine, he stopped and ran his hands all over my body.

Finally, I couldn't help myself. "Paul, take me."

I have never felt like this before, I could really feel the power and
strength of Paul and he was sharing it with me. It is hard to describe how
erotic and intimate this felt to me to say nothing about the sensations
that I was feeling. At one point, he was in far and started to rotate his
hips. I didn't think that he could do anything else to increase my
pleasure. He had found a way. "Paul, that feels wonderful. I want to see
you."

He immediately came out and I suddenly felt empty and not in a good way.
Although I could feel myself contracting, it felt erotic. As he hovered
over me, he had a question on his face. "Paul, I need you in me. I want to
be able to see and touch you. You are an amazing lover."

I put my arms up and pulled him down to a very passionate kiss. I guided
his still red cock to my opening and in one swift movement, he was all the
way in. It took my breath away it felt so good. He repeated everything that
he had been doing but now I could tease his nipples, stroke his cock as he
came in and out of me. I put my hands on his ass and forced him to rotate
inside me. I gasped and moaned. It was so sensuous. At the start of his
entry at the beginning, I had lost my erection but with all the stimulus in
the last minutes it had become harder than ever. He commented that he liked
men who didn't loose their erection. I started to slowly stroke myself with
the one hand that was not touching him.

"Paul, I am getting close."

"Lover, I want us to come together as close as possible. Tell me when you
are really close." He sped up and so did my hand.

I was watching his eyes and he must have been doing the same thing. My end
came almost by surprise. He touched me and did something to my prostate
that sent me over with almost no warning. "Oh shit, I am there." My eyes
opened wide and my expression changed to intense pleasure. In fact, my body
went rigid and I cried out as the first pulse hit my neck. I called his
name.

"Will, grab me with your muscles." He threw his head back and with a yell
of my name, he went in hard all the way. I could feel and see his body go
rigid and wracked with little movements. His face was a mask of
pleasure. He resumed his strokes as his orgasm slowly came to an end. There
were tears in his eyes as he almost fell on top of me kissing as if he
could not get enough.

I have seldom in my life felt so attached to a person and so emotional. I
would have to watch what I said and figure this out. Was this a momentary
reaction to a situation or was my connection with Paul a new part of my
life? I still had to let him know that this had affected me.

"Paul, I was correct. The right time with the right person."  I kissed him
back.

We lay in a total stupor as our bodies recovered. It didn't stop us holding
and touching the other.  We eventually agreed to sleep and I woke the next
morning on my side with Paul awake on his side looking at me. "Morning,
Will. Can't get enough of you. Your body is lean and firm, beautifully
developed."

"How long have you been perving on my body?"

"Enough to get me going again."

"I am not sure that I am up to the way we did it last night."

"Sometimes turn about is fair. I am certainly ready." He put my hand on his
hard cock. I gave him the feather like touches. He shuddered. It didn't
take long until I was doing to him what he had done to me last night.

We took a long shower together and almost ended back in bed but hunger and
good sense prevailed and we had breakfast together. I felt so comfortable
with him. I was trying to think about a next step and finally decided to
act on the spur of the moment. The time for thought and figuring was for
later.

"Paul, I may be out of line but I am just going on my instincts right
now. If you are not doing anything next weekend, you could come and visit
me, take in my hockey game, go to a pub."

"Or spend the whole bloody weekend in bed." He leered at me. "Yes, I'll
make myself free."

"Good, you set the day and time. Friday Saturday, your choice."

"I like the timing for this weekend. After work on Friday. By the way, in
my books, you are not out of line."



Author's Note

There may be a delay but there will probably be another chapter. Let me
know your thoughts on this new chapter. Always good to hear from readers.


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