Date: Sat, 14 May 2011 20:36:54 -0400 From: spider3x3.excite Subject: A FANTASTIC AWAKENING The following story is an erotic work of gay fiction. If you are not of legal age to read stories of this nature or you are offended by the subject matter contained here, do not read any further. In real life, always play safe. Send any comments to spider3x3@excite.com * * * * * * * * * * * A FANTASTIC AWAKENING by TY SHANNON The young man lay on the couch, naked, and a half-smile crossed his lips as he watched me undressing. "Come on, man," he said, "What's takin' so long?" I just smiled back at him and replied, "I'm gettin' there." I was actually pretty nervous about this whole scene with him, since I had never done anything like this before. Oh, there had been a few times when I had picked up a hitchhiker and let him blow me in the car, but I had never brought a young man back to the house and gone to bed with him. This guy's name was Bob (or at least, that's what he told me), and I had picked him up downtown. After some awkward hints and innuendoes, I finally managed to ask him to come home with me, and he agreed; and since my wife was out of town I had the place to myself. As I removed the last of my clothes I looked at him. How to describe him? He had told me earlier that he was 21, but I don't believe he was more than 19. He was slim without being skinny. His hair was rather long but that didn't bother me, since he had a very handsome face -- not effeminate at all; and I could tell he didn't have to shave very often, which is one of the reasons I questioned his age. He had a small patch of hair in the center of his chest, and his rib cage protruded just a little; but as I said, he was not skinny. The muscles in his abdomen rippled easily as he breathed. He lay there on the bed looking back at me. One hand was raised behind his head, so I could see the hair in his armpit and the tightened muscle in his arm -- and for some reason I found that very sexy. His other hand was idly caressing his hard cock. It was a beautiful cock! Only about 7 inches or so, but it was smooth and straight and circumsized, and my mouth got dry just looking at it. And his legs -- super legs! His thighs were lean and muscled and smooth, with almost no hair. He had a nice tan, so that his dick was emphasized by the white band of skin around his waist. On a scale of 1 to 10, he had to be about a 9 in my book. He really turned me on -- and he knew it! When I was finally naked too, my prick was hard as a rock from just looking at him. I stroked it a few times and then climbed onto the bed and lay down beside him. It was just a single bed so I slid up against him, and he grasped my cock while I began to caress his body. I closed my eyes and just enjoyed the sensations as I felt his tight skin beneath my fingertips. My mouth was dry and my heart was thumping in my chest - I was surprised he didn't hear it. I had jerked off many times fantasizing about just such a scene as this, and at last it was actually happening. I caressed his chest and played with his small nipples; and then let my fingers follow the thin trail of hair down the center of his tight abdomen to his crotch. I caressed his balls briefly and then moved down to his thigh, and he spread his legs a little to make it easier for me. My dick surged as I felt the skin at his inner thigh -- so smooth and tender, but not really soft. At the same time his hand caressed and stroked on my prick, and shortly he looked down at it and whispered, "Man, that's a big dick." I'm over 8 inches hard -- and right now it was really hard. But what I really wanted was his cock in my mouth. I had fantasized about that for several years, and at last I would find out what it was really like. So I got up on my knees on the bed and bent over his crotch. I wrapped my fingers around his hot shaft and stared at it while I slowly stroked it several times -- up and down, up and down. Using my other hand I ran a finger across the head and the slit, and he groaned a little. I caressed his balls and his hair, and kept stroking him. But finally I bent lower. I held the shaft still and licked lightly across the tip - three, four, five times. Then I opened my mouth and eased down onto the head. I held it there, and slid my tongue over and around it several times. But finally I took my hand away and slowly pushed down onto it. I groaned, and my prick surged -- I had been wanting this for so long!! Then the shaft was engulfed in my mouth and I began to stroke it easily -- up -- down -- up -- down. But I wanted more, so I pushed down onto it until the head poked against the back of my throat. And that made me gag a little, so I backed away. But it didn't stop me. I started really going after him -- sucking and licking, and caressing his flesh with my hands, and going faster. God, I loved it!! I could hear him moaning as I worked on him, and his stomach tightened as he thrust up towards me on every stroke. But soon he pushed my head away and said, "Easy, man. You keep that up and I'll cum." I smiled down at him. "Hey, it's fun." But I didn't want to end it that fast, so I lay down next to him and let my arm rest across his chest. Before the night was over I wanted to suck him off all the way; I wanted to know what it felt like to have him cum in my mouth. Then I remembered something else I wanted to try, so I asked him, "Bob, how about if I get a couple pictures of you?" He looked at me for a few seconds. "You mean like this?" "Of course." "Why? What do you want naked pictures for?" "Well, one of these days I'd like to do this again, but you won't be around. Then I can take the pictures out and look at them while I jerk off." He smiled, "Oh, in that case, go ahead." I was really kind of surprised he agreed to it, but I wasn't going to turn down the opportunity. So I got my polaroid camera from the closet and took a couple pictures of his naked form on the bed. For one I had him hold his hard cock erect so it would show clearly in the photo. Then I put the camera down and climbed back onto the bed. He sat up and said, "Here, you lay back." I wriggled over to the center of the bed, and he straddled my thighs and sat upright above me. His hands caressed across my chest and nipples, and then moved downwards to my crotch. One hand wrapped around my hard meat and began to stroke it, and the other played over my stomach and around my balls. God, it felt great! After a few minutes I told him, "Sit up, Bob, let me do it." So he sat upright and watched while I pulled our pricks together. Then I wrapped both of my hands around our two cocks and began to stroke them, as one. "HMMMMmmmm," he groaned, "That's good." He raised his hands and clasped them behind his head, and thrust with his abdomen easily on each stroke of our dicks. I gasped as I looked at his torso above me -- tight muscles in his arms and shoulders, his face reflecting the sensations in his prick, little beads of sweat on his brow, dark hair in his armpits, ripples across his abdomen -- and the heads of our cocks peering out from my closed fist as I kept stroking. I had to tell him, "I love to see you like that, Bob. That's incredibly sexy." He smiled down at me, "I know. I've been told that before." And we both laughed. After a bit he lowered his hands, and he began to play with my prick while I played with his. "That's some big dick you've got, man," he said. "I wish mine was that big." "Well," I replied, "Maybe you just have to exercise it some more." He laughed, "I exercise it plenty already. But how about shovin' that big tool up my butt?" I stared up at him, and my mouth probably gaped open -- that idea had never occurred to me. I thought about it for several moments but finally answered, "I've never done that before." "That's okay; there's nothin' to it. Do you have some vaseline?" "I'll look." I got up off the bed and went quickly into the bathroom, and came back with a jar. I stood next to the bed while he got some on his finger and greased up his asshole. I wasn't really sure I wanted to do this, and as a result my dick had softened some. So I told him, "You need to warm this up first or it won't work." He saw what I meant, so he sat up on the edge of the bed. I stepped up to him, and his mouth came forward and sucked my prick right in. With one hand he played with my balls as his lips slid back and forth on my dick, and that brought it up nice and hard again. I loved watching his handsome face as it pistoned onto my hot man-flesh. When he saw I was ready, he got some vaseline on his hand and swirled it around my shaft till it was nicely coated. Then he laid down on the bed and turned over onto his stomach, so I climbed onto the bed and straddled his thighs. I let my hands caress his asscheeks for a few moments -- smooth and hairless, and pliable under my fingers. I had never really thought about a guy's ass before, but as I watched my hands playing with his cheeks I was very turned on by it. The globes were full and rounded -- a real bubble butt -- and showed stark white against the brown tan of his back. Very sexy! Then I leaned forward on my hands and positioned my cockhead at his crack. He lifted his ass a little, and reached back with one hand and guided my cock to his puckered sphincter. I pushed a little. He grunted and said, "Easy. Not so fast." I held still, and he adjusted my dick again. "Now," he said. I pushed lightly and felt the head slide into him. But he moaned, "Hold it." I waited so he could get used to the feel of it. My cock is pretty big, and I couldn't imagine how that was going to feel inside of him. Shortly he said, "Okay." So I pushed some more. It moved very slowly, but started sliding in deeper. But I saw his back stiffen. "Stop! Not so hard." So I stopped. I wasn't sure what to do -- it seemed to be hurting him. And I had never had a cock up my ass, so I had no experience to guide me. "Are you okay?" I asked. "Yeah. Just pull it back." I did, till just the head remained inside him, and he rested for a few moments. Then he said, "Okay." So I pushed again, slowly, and it slid in. I kept pushing gently, and I watched as it disappeared into his asshole. Then it was all the way in, and he moaned as my pubic hair was grinding against his ass. To me it felt very hot and tight, and I lay down on his back, just feeling my cock buried deep inside him. I had to pause for a bit or I would pop off right away. Shortly he said, "Okay, start fuckin' me." He spread his legs so I could get my knees between them, and I rose back up onto my hands and knees. Then I began to pump into him -- in and out, in and out -- slowly and easily. He was breathing heavily but didn't tell me to stop, so I kept at him for several minutes. And then he was moaning, and his ass was lifting and pushing back to meet my strokes. His voice was soft and hoarse, "Yeah! ... Do that! ... Fuck me!!" So I thrust harder, and my stomach slapped against his ass cheeks every time I hit bottom. And I kept fucking him. More -- and more. After a bit his head turned back towards me, "Are you gettin' there?" "No." "Why not?" "I don't want to get off this way." What I wanted was for him to suck me off. So I fucked him a little longer and then slowly withdrew. I stood up, and he looked back and asked, "Where are you goin'?" "I'm just gonna wash it off." I had read in a book that an asshole is a super carrier of germs, and one thing I didn't need was to catch something from him. So I went into the bathroom and washed it off with soap and warm water. Then I picked up a couple towels to have ready and went back to the bed. He was lying on his back watching me, so I knelt down next to the bed and took his still-hard prick into my mouth. My hands roamed across his stomach and thighs and balls, while my lips and tongue worked on his dick. His hand caressed the back of my head while I worked on him, and he suggested, "Why don't you suck me off?" I kept stroking his cock while I thought for a moment -- I really wanted to do that, but I didn't want it to look like I was giving in too easily. So I replied, "I'll do yours if you do mine." He hesitated, but then agreed, "Sure." So I started sucking his cock seriously. I had never done this before, but I thought about it now and worked at it. I took long strokes on it, taking as much of it into my mouth as I could. I tried to remember how others had done it to me, and what felt good. I used my tongue on the head and swirled my mouth around it. Then I held it still with my hand and licked it -- up and down, one side and the other -- and then dove back down onto it. At the same time my hands were working on his flesh -- playing with his nipples, caressing his thighs, and tugging gently at his balls. He was breathing harder but he still wasn't there. My lips were getting tired from sucking him, so I pulled off and stroked him rapidly with my hand. But then I started sucking him some more, and pretty soon I could feel his dick pulsing a little. I was taking deep strokes, and suddenly I started to gag -- but I just swallowed and kept going. Soon I heard him breathing heavily, and a hoarse whisper, "Yeah! ... Yeah! ... Yeah!" I stroked a little faster, and my fingers tweaked his nipple -- and then his hips thrust up off the bed, and with a loud groan he shot!!! I felt his cum coat my mouth and I gagged again -- but I kept sucking. I could tell from the sounds he was making that it was sending him through his skull. He spurted three -- four more times. I let his cum dribble back down out of my mouth and over his cock, because I didn't know how to handle it. I just knew I had to keep stroking with my mouth till he was done. That didn't take long. He put his hand on my head, "Stop!" I stopped stroking but held his cock tightly in my mouth. I had to swallow in order to breathe, so I took down a load of his cum, and I was slightly surprised that the taste didn't bother me. After a few moments I began sucking it again, very slowly, trying to milk it a little more. But he almost screamed, "Stop! Don't do that!" I did as he asked, since I knew how sensitive the head is after you cum. I licked the tip briefly and then slowly withdrew from it. The hair at the base of his dick was soaked with his cum and my saliva, so I picked up a towel and wiped my mouth off, and then dried off his prick and abdomen. Some incredible experience!! He lay there with his eyes closed as his breathing came back to normal. Finally he looked over at me and smiled. "Good stuff, man." I smiled back, "I know. But now it's my turn." "Yeah, I know." I could see that his dick was softening rapidly as he stood up. I lay down on the bed, and my cock was still hot and hard. We had been at this for almost an hour, and I knew it wouldn't take me long to get off. He climbed up onto the bed between my spread legs and began playing with my man-tool. Then he slowly lowered his mouth and began to suck it. I watched while his head bobbed up and down, and could see my cock sliding in and out. He couldn't take all of it, but his nose almost reached into the hair. I loved the hot wetness of his mouth wrapped around my flesh, and he stroked up and down on it. But I wanted to feel the whole shaft worked, so I suggested, "Bob. Use your hand, too." He knew what I meant, so he wrapped one hand around my prick and began stroking it with both his hand and mouth. I closed my eyes and moaned, "Yeah, Bob. ... Do that." He kept at it -- up and down, up and down. My flesh was slicked up from his saliva, and he kept going ... and going ... and going. I could feel it beginning to build, and there was a low moan in my throat as I began to thust upwards to meet his lips. My hands gripped the covers on the bed and my legs strained. "Yeah!! ... Don't stop!!" He stroked -- and stroked. "YEAH!!! I'M GONNA CUM!!!" At the last minute he pulled his mouth up and beat my meat faster with his fist -- and then it was there!! The first spurt shot up into the air and splashed onto his forehead. And I came -- and came -- and came!!! When I stopped spurting he sat up and smiled down at me. "Wow, you must have been savin' that up." I laughed, "You got that right. That was just what I needed."