Date: Sat, 27 Nov 1999 01:31:14 GMT From: tom fox Subject: Legendary Journey Part II THE LEGENDARY JOURNEY Part II - by Tom Fox This fantasy story is completely fictional. If you are offended by stories of male/male physical relationships, do not read this story. The sexual preferences of the celebrity mentioned in this story is total fantasy and has no basis in fact. This is my first attempt at a fictional story like this, and comments and feedback for Part III will be appreciated. Send email responses to tfox2099@hotmail.com I walked out the back door of the house and onto the veranda. Kevin was sitting at table with several scripts in front of him. He had on only a pair of black workout shorts, and his glasses. I had the last couple of bites of my sandwich with me as I walked out. "God, it is really a great day today. I can't get over this weather. I don't know what I was expecting, but certainly not a climate this nice." I said. "On South Island, the weather was more like what I expected, you know, sort of like Seattle or Portland area. Or maybe London. Anyway, can't complain!" Kevin looked up at me and smiled. "If you think this is great, just wait til you see the Far North, and the area along Ninety Mile Beach. One of the most fantastic spots on Earth." I stood there looking at Kevin Sorbo, wondering why I was there, why was I staying at his house? Was he just lonely for the company of another Yank? Was he lonely for the company of another man, in a way far removed from his normal lifestyle? Or was it just something that happened, that he had "seized the moment"? Or had I? I began looking at him more critically. God, was he incredible! Sitting there, in just those black shorts, the sun gleaming down on that tanned body, the incredible muscles of his upper torso, visible even when he was relaxed, covered with that wonderful mat of brown hair on his chest, around his pecs, down his stomach, trailing into those shorts. And that brown hair, that beautiful chestnut brown hair, being blown faintly in the breeze that was present, coming off the ocean in the distance. I sat down opposite Kevin. He had gone back to reading the script in his hand, and briefly glancing at a script on the table. He looked up at me and said "Well, are you gonna help me run my lines or are you going to gawk at me all afternoon? " He said that with a smile. Apparently, this was something that he must be become accustomed to, people staring at him. I picked up a script, any script, to cover my embarrassment, of being caught staring at this incredible man sitting across from me. "Wrong one", he said. "Here, this is the one that we need to run first. I was just reading this script and comparing it to the other one I have to work on today. Wanted to check the continuity, and story line." I picked up the script Kevin indicated, and began to read it, tentatively at first, since I really didn't know what I was doing here. Of course I had written before, but I didn't know what to expect with a script for a television show. I found that it was remarkably easy to follow, and soon I developed a rhythm in running the lines with him. Kevin got up from the table while we were reading, put the script down, and began to quote the lines verbatim, occasionally glancing down at the script. He became more animated while running the lines, and I could actually see his thought processes while we were going through the script. He was choreographing some of the moves that he thought was appropriate at particular points in the script, what he was going to do, how he would stand, movements he would make. I began to get into the script as well, my voice becoming more animated, not just a novice reading it for the first time, but as an "actor", someone playing the part, becoming the character. We continued this for what seemed like hours. After a while, Kevin looked at me and said, " Let's take a break. I'm getting into this script and have a pretty good handle on it. I need to relax a while, let the old gray matter loosen up" With that, he stuck his hands into the waistband of his gym shorts and dropped them down over his ass to his ankles and stepped out of them. He stood there completely naked before me, that incredible body glistening in the sunlight. Without a word, he turned and jogged toward the swimming pool a couple of meters from the house. As he reached the edge of the pool, he dived in and swam the entire length of the pool underwater, turned at the far end, and continued underwater halfway back before surfacing. He then began a freestyle stroke, powerful, precise until he reached the end near me, turned again, and continued to do several laps of the pool. I could only sit there in astonishment, watching this incredible man doing what seemed to be absolutely natural for him. After 20 or so laps, I lost count. I just watched in amazement, the mechanics of the muscles of his body, that well-muscled body, propelling him through the water with such grace and ease. His pace did not let up, he continued at a steady regular pace, back and forth, back and forth, the length of the pool. It was then that I realized that this was an Olympic-sized pool, not your garden-variety backyard pool. I had realized before that it was large, but it was only then that I realized how large. Suddenly, Kevin stopped swimming, right in the middle of the pool. He was treading water and looking at me, squinting in the sunlight, watching me watching him. "Well, come on then, Fox. Are you going to join me or not? It's too nice a day to not take advantage of the opportunity," he said. I wasted no time. Again he had caught me staring at him, watching him. I stripped off my shorts and jogged toward the pool, my cock swinging back and forth as I jogged, and beginning to get hard again. I was afraid I would have another raging hard on before I reached the pool, so I picked up the pace and ran the remaining few steps, and dived into the pool. The water, so wonderfully warmed by the sun, met me full on, as I swam underwater toward where Kevin was treading water. I could see the lower portion of his body, and saw that he was fully erect, that magnificent 9-inch cock standing out at attention. I swam past him, still under water, determined to at least swim the length of the pool once. After all, my pride was at stake here. I couldn't let him think I was a wimp. I made it to the far end of the pool, still under water, and was starting back toward where I had seen Kevin last. He was no longer there, so I surfaced, to gasp for air, and to see where he was. Kevin had moved toward the opposite end of the pool and was on his back, that cock sticking straight up in the air, his arms spread out in an iron cross type position, just floating and enjoying the feel of the sun on his body. I took in another gasp of air, and dived back down under water and began swimming toward that magnificent body floating in the water above me. I swam directly underneath him, and began to surface toward his ass, where his legs lay spread open so enticingly. My head surfaced right next to his big hairy ball sack, my face right there at the base of that great cock. I let out a breath of air, blowing it directly on the base of his cock, in the hairs between his balls and the underside of his cock. I started to tread water with one hand, and with the other, I gently reached up and grabbed his giant cock. I stroked his raging hard-on up and down, with a firm grasp around it. Kevin looked down at me as I stroked his hard-on. I could tell he was enjoying this, my stroking his cock, ever so slowly. I realized that the water where were was shallow and I could stand up in the pool, so I stood between Kevin's legs and as I did so, I lowered my mouth to once again take in that beautiful cock. This time I immediately slid his tool deep into my throat, until the head of his cock was down my throat tickling my tonsils. I sucked all the air out of my mouth to form a vacuum around his cock, and allowed the pressure to get even more intense. I started bobbing my head up and down, up and down, with that intense pressure on his raging hard-on. I then released the pressure, and began to run my tongue around the glistening head of Kevin's cock. I stuck the tip of my tongue in his pee hole, and this drove him wild. He started moaning softly, and I could feel his hips starting to move a bit in a rhythmic motion. I gently started pushing Kevin's body back through the water, until he was at the edge of the pool and could put his arms up on the lip of the pool for balance. I continued to work my magic on that gorgeous cock of his, licking along the bottom, along the veins toward the base and his ball sack. I took his balls in my mouth and gently sucked on them. I knew that my own balls were always sensitive to this, so I was careful not to apply too much pressure, just the right amount. The warm water of the pool had loosened up his balls quite a bit, and they were loose in my mouth. Still, I had to take extra care not to cause him any undue pain. Apparently, I was doing something right, because he continued to moan softly. "Oh yeah, Fox. You know what you are doing there, buddy. Suck my cock again, Fox. That feels so good. Oh yeah. That's incredible!", Kevin said, as I moved back up from his balls to that cock of his, again taking it full in my mouth. I briefly took Kevin's cock out of my mouth and looked up at him. "Fuck my face, Sorbo. Show me what you can do with that cock of yours," I said. Kevin stood up in the water, the droplets falling down from that magnificent body. His chest hair was matted against his incredible pecs and on down his stomach to his crotch, and where I was, now with that cock again in my mouth. I positioned myself so that I could easily take his cock in my mouth and also move my hands up his body to his nipples. I took his cock full in my mouth again, with the pressure against his rod even more intense. Kevin began to rock back and forth, moving his hips while fucking my face. He put his hands on the back of my head, and again started moaning, moaning. "Oh God, buddy. That feels so good. Oh yeah, this is so intense. I'm gonna fuck you like you've never been face-fucked before." With that, Kevin began to thrust that cock even more rhythmically back and forth, nearly taking his cock out of my mouth, with only the tip inside my lips, and then ramming it deep down my throat. I initially thought I would gag, but I found that it was remarkably easy to keep up with him, matching my pressure on his cock with his increasing thrusts. He continued thrusting in and out for what seemed like hours. I was in heaven, sucked for all I was worth on this incredible man who, in such a short time had become my friend, and more. "OH...OH...OH...Keep it up, Fox. Keep doing that, buddy. Yeah, I'm gonna give you a load. Oh, God, I'm gonna shoot, man. Are you ready? Are you ready for this, Fox? OH...OH...OH...," all I could do was keep doing what I was doing, but with even more intensity, sucking for all I was worth. I felt the first spurt against the back of my throat, and then another, and another, and then several more. I couldn't believe the amount of cum this man had. His jism was the best tasting I had ever had. It was indescribable, sticky sweet and salty, and in such a great quantity. I didn't gag on any of it, but there was so much that I couldn't keep it all in my mouth. Some of his jism dripped out of the corner of my mouth, and ran down into my beard. I swallowed as much as I could, swallowing fast and furious, so as to not lose any more of that sweet juice. Kevin's hands were intense on the back of my head, pushing my face deep into his crotch, my nose buried in his pubic hairs, the smell of his manliness mixed with the smell of the pool water. I stood there on my knees in the pool, with this incredible man in front of me, his giant cock still in my mouth, but with the intensity of his hard-on beginning to wane. I wanted to keep that cock in my mouth until he was limp again. I think Kevin must have sensed that, as he made no effort to withdrawn his cock from my mouth. He just continued to moan, ever so softly, and continued to say "Oh, yeah Fox. That's incredible, buddy". I knew that he had never had a fucking like that before, by the way he was reacting. That motivated me even more, to suck him completely dry, to wear him out. After about 15 minutes more, of just sucking on his limp cock, and his rocking back and forth becoming less and less forceful, I released his cock from my mouth and looked up at him. Some of the jism was still in my beard. "You fuck some fierce face there, Sorbo. Shit, you'd think you hadn't had a fuck for a while there, buddy," I said to Kevin. Kevin looked down at me and smiled, that enigmatic smile of his that is so, so...what? Hard to tell what he is really thinking. I stood up in the water facing him and I smiled at him as well. He moved toward me, toward my face, and began to lick the jism off my beard. I couldn't believe this, he was eating his own cum. That turned me on so much, that he would do that. He licked the cum off my beard, and then started looking deep into my eyes, those piercing, beautiful blue eyes staring into my equally intense emerald green eyes. I felt his hand reach down between my legs and he grasped my cock with his hand, and began to stroke me, back and forth, tentatively at first. His grip was uncertain, as though he were not sure quite what I wanted him to do. I quickly let him know. "Oh yeah, Sorbo. That feels great. Do whatever you want to me, buddy. You've already fucked my face, do whatever you want to," I said. I placed my hand on his, and guided him back and forth, up and down on my cock. He turned me around in the water, placing me where he had been, my standing in the pool, with the water lapping just under my balls. My cock was aching so much, I had not cum, and I needed to get some relief. Kevin continued to stroke me back and forth, back and forth, and I started to develop a rhythm with his hand. The water was still dripping off his body as we stood face to face, he with his hand around my cock, me with my head slightly back, enjoying the feeling of this incredible man jacking me off. He continued a slow rhythmic motion up and down for what seemed like an eternity, an unbelievable eternity. Here was this guy, this TV star, this incredibly good-looking man, stroking my cock in the pool at his house. Suddenly, I felt him release his hand from my cock, and felt his lips around the head of my cock. I looked down at him in amazement. There he was, on his knees in the pool, taking my cock in his mouth, very tentatively. He looked up at me, took my cock out of his mouth and said, "seems like the only fair thing to do, Fox. I've never done this before, buddy, so you may have to talk me through it. You are the expert cocksucker here, so tell me what you like, tell me what feels good to you." With that, Kevin returned to my raging hard-on. I knew that it would not take much for me, so I started talking to Kevin. "OK, Sorbo. Take all of me in your mouth. Yeah, just like that. Oh, yeah, man. OK, now try sucking all of the air out of your mouth, and apply some pressure to my cock with your mouth. Then just do what you think you would like done to you. Yeah, man... oh yeah... that feels really good, Sorbo. Yeah, keep doing that, buddy. Oh yeah. That feels so good. Just keep going. OK, now use some tongue on the underside of my cock. Yeah, just like that. Oh God, Sorbo...that is incredible! You sure you've never done this, buddy? You're doing a great job. It's not gonna take much, guy." Kevin Sorbo was sucking my cock. Yeah, I couldn't believe this. It was totally unexpected. And he was doing a pretty good job at it too. He was gagging a bit, my cock was just touching the back of his throat. The thought of my cock in his mouth was such a turn-on for me. I began to buck back and forth, fucking Kevin Sorbo's face. His lips and mouth were tight around my cock. I could feel the pressure starting to build, I knew that it would not be long before I reached the point of no return. "Ah..OH...here we go, Sorbo. You're sucking the life out of me buddy. I'm gonna cum, ah... I'm gonna give it to you, buddy... OH OH OHHHHH!" and with that I shot my load into his mouth. My first spurt was gigantic, and he started to gag right away. I knew that he probably would not be able to take all of it. I continued to buck back and forth, fucking his face, and shooting more and more of my load into his mouth. " OH MY GOD......." I shouted, as he continued to suck me off, to suck me dry. And he made every effort to gobble up all of my jism. There was some dripping out of his mouth, and down onto his chest hair. Finally, I stopped spurted my juices, and he released his mouth grip from my cock. I put my hands around his waist, on those hard obliques, and pulled him up to where he was standing in front of me, slightly panting, catching his breath. I smiled at him, my own enigmatic smile catching his eye. "What?", Kevin asked. I didn't answer him, I just pulled him to me, kissed him hard on the lips, my tongue probing his mouth, my tongue touching his, tasting my own cum. I kissed him long and hard, then moved down his body to his chest, where those first spurts of my jism had landed in his chest hair. I started licking his chest, sucking up that last bit of jism that had dribbled out of his mouth and onto his chest. I hungrily slurped it all up, then in one motion, I turned past Kevin and dived into the water, going down under the surface, toward the bottom of the pool. I just started swimming, hard, underwater, until I was half way out into the pool. I surfaced and immediately noticed that Kevin was also doing the same thing, swimming under water and just about to surface next to me. He burst through the surface and shook the water from his hair, but chestnut brown hair flying through the air has he shook his head back and forth. We both treaded water in the middle of the pool, just staring at each other. Finally, he broke the silence and said "C'mon." So we swam back to the edge of the pool and climbed out, rolling exhausted onto the warm concrete. We both lay there, side by side on our backs, allowing the sun to dry us off. After about 45minutes of just lying there, Kevin turned slightly toward me, and propped himself up on his elbow. I turned toward him as well. "You could ruin me, you know," he said. "If any of this ever got out, I would never work in film or TV again." I looked at him, and the look on my face must have said it all to him. His face softened, that enigmatic smile returned to his face. "Kevin," I said, "there is absolutely nothing for you to worry about. What happened here stays here. This goes no further. God, Sorbo...I thought you knew you could trust me, I..." "I know, buddy. I don't know why I said that. I know I can trust you. Why, I don't know. We just met, we just became friends. I don't know what it is about you, Fox. But I do trust you. Completely. You're my friend, and I don't have many true friends. The things we have talked about, the things we have shared... Yeah, Fox. I can trust you. And you can trust me." I looked at Kevin for a long time, my emerald green eyes looking deep into his intense blue eyes. "I know, Kevin. Hey, I gotta get going, man. I've got a magazine article to write. I hate to leave, but I gotta remember why I'm here. I gotta check the time, buddy. Gotta get to the airport before too long, for that flight to Christchurch." We got up and walked naked into the house. I went to my room, took a quick shower, and got dressed. I walked into the great room, there was Kevin, looking so cool and comfortable in a pair of chinos and a black V-neck sweater. "I called a cab", I said as I walked into the room. "Should be here in about 10 minutes." "I could drive you there, Fox," Kevin said. "Yeah, I know, but it will be easier this way." "I guess you're right," he said. "What are your plans, again?" "Flight to Christchurch, meet my assistant at the airport, then drive down to Dunedin to rent an RV. Then we drive down to Invercargill to begin our trip up South Island. We will probably be down there for a week to ten days. Depends on how much territory we can cover." "OK. Then what?" he asked. "Then back here, if that's OK with you." He smiled, that enigmatic smile of his that reached into my soul. "Yeah, that's OK with me. See you in about a week, then?" End of Part II, Part III to follow.