Date: Sun, 17 Mar 2002 10:32:03 -0800 (PST)
From: Wonder Me <wonderme99@yahoo.com>
Subject: CLEAR SIGNALS

The following story depicts sexual acts between teenaged boys.  The story
is true, but the names and some incidents have been changed.  If you are
offended by this type of material PLEASE DO NOT READ.

CLEAR SIGNALS

I was 16 at that time. I was convinced I'm definitely not a straight
person, considering the fact that I got turned on every time I saw Josh.
Josh was my classmate. I had no physical desire for Josh at all until he
started giving me, what I call - signals.

When I reached my final grade I was lonely. I started wondering whether
there were any gay boys in my class. Personally I didn't find anyone
attractive for me to desire.  It all started one day when I caught Josh
staring at me. From that day onwards I found Josh looking at me in various
classes. He would turn around and pretend he wasn't starting when I caught
him doing so.

This was his first signal. I ignored this signal thinking he wasn't staring
at me, but the girl sitting besides me! Josh proved me wrong when he gave
me his second signal. It was recess and I was casually chatting with my
friends. Josh was also chatting. Then out of nowhere this topic came about
a speculation that a certain teacher was gay. Josh said that this
particular teacher would squeeze the nipples of students when they would
misbehave! This was the weirdest thing I heard, probably a lie. So how did
Josh send me a signal this time? He squeezed my nipples! Yes, he squeezed
my nipples as a demonstration of the act by this teacher.

I had totally forgotten the teacher, but remembered Josh's signal for a
long time. I didn't know how to respond to these signals. This was
basically because Josh behaved this way with the other guys too - he was
over friendly and always made some kind of physical contact with others,
like for example excessive patting. So I took the simplest explanation for
his signals - this was his character.

Days passed. Months passed and I received no interesting signals from my
probably secret admirer. I was convinced that he had absolutely no
interests in me. It was already difficult for me to be near Josh. This was
because we were in different streams. I didn't know Josh that well because
he had joined school the year before.

Then something struck me - what if he had given up on me? I mean, maybe he
was waiting for me to respond, noticing that I hadn't responded to his
signals, he thought I wasn't interested. Oh my god! I had just lost the
chance of having my first relationship with a guy. Then again I thought I
was over reacting.

The next day something amazing happened - Josh who was silent for two
months now started letting out those damn unclear signals again! Now he
puzzled me with a new technique. I was sitting on my desk and we were
having a casual chat. Josh comes to me and chats to me about a seemingly
irrelevant topic - an exam. Casually chatting he then grabs my hand that I
had placed on the desk and starts rubbing it up and down. He was completely
aware of what he was doing and yet pretended he was doing nothing! He was
casually chatting with me and so was I. Foolish me, I again failed to give
a reaction to his unique signals!


That night I couldn't sleep. I was thinking about Josh. The more signals he
gave me, the more physically desirable he became. He wasn't that bad
looking, tall, fair, slim and muscular. His face was okay. He had a
fantabulous character and a very good sense of humor. He'd always made me
laugh.  I'm really the world's most stupid person to let go of him, as if I
had him.

I finally decided what I had to do. I had to reciprocate to his signals. So
the following months, I started staring at Josh! He would stare back at me
and we would stare at each other endlessly. Nothing happened! There was
this one-day when I accidentally rubbed his butt as I passed by him. He
reciprocated by rubbing me after school.

It was pathetic. All that was going in between us were signals. Yes, I did
think of going to him and asking him out. But what if he wasn't gay? I
shudder to think what would happen then, the whole school would then know!
I would be doomed.

I also thought what would happen if he was gay and he liked me. But then I
didn't get too carried away with that either. The problem was sometimes I
would think whether I'm good enough for someone to be attracted to me. I
was well built and people told me I looked handsome. But I wasn't sure
whether Josh liked my looks.

It was lunchtime. I was depressed about a certain misunderstanding with my
favorite teacher. I was standing outside our classroom looking at the
buildings nearby. Some of my classmates were chatting close by. Then the
most shocking thing happened.  Out of now where Josh came behind me. I
didn't even notice his presence. He leaned over me bringing his mouth close
to my ear, as if to say something secretly.

"Why are you standing here for so long? I admire you so much"

That is all he said. I did hear what he had said, but my mind was
elsewhere. It took about 60 seconds for me to understand what he had said.
It was too late now to react to what he had said.

Later that day I tried to make sense about what he had said. You have been
standing here for so long? That made sense to me, as I was standing there
for so long. Then I thought whether it could mean, I was making him wait, I
wasn't responding to his signals. I was making him stand so long for me!

What he said after that was clear. It had no double meaning. It meant what
it meant. I admire you so much. Nah! It couldn't have meant anything else.

But what was I supposed to do now? I blamed myself the whole night for not
responding immediately. I had lost my chance. I had to do something about
this. But what?

The next day I waited patiently for Josh to be alone, but he was always
mingling with his friends. Finally I attained the guts to go up to him and
speak.

"Josh. Could I talk to you for a second?" I said.

"Sure."

"I'm going to be frank with you. Because this is driving me crazy!
Yesterday you come and tell me that you admire me so much!"

"Huh?"

"Yeah Josh. I want to know. I want to know what is up.  You can be frank
and straight forward with me."

"Yes. I did say that. And it is true"

I was relieved at that moment. I knew what he was going to say next. He was
going to finally confess...

"I admire your work in the Science project! Your model was simply amazing!
How did you manage it?"

Admire my work? That was definitely not what I had expected him to say.

"I... I..."

I was speechless. My mind was going crazy with all the signals he had sent
me!  Finally I spoke up...

"My teacher helped me."

"Andy? Are your all right? Looks like you thought I meant something else
didn't you?"

"Huh? No. No I didn't! I just wanted to know which of my excellent works
you were talking about."

"Hahaha!"

That was a close call! I dread to imagine what would have happened if he
had found out what I was thinking! I talked to him then for a while about
my dumb project and then left him. I had not only left him but all hope.
Ages I had spent in trying to understand his signals. All his signals were
simply a collection of insignificant incidents, which didn't mean anything
at all.

I was gloomy the whole day. I didn't talk to anyone.  Soon it was time to
go home.  My teacher wanted to talk to me after school about the
misunderstanding between us. So I sat on my desk waiting for her. I waited
and waited. She didn't come. Then finally I got up to leave. I turned
round.

"Josh? What are you doing here?"

"What are you doing here?"

"I am waiting for our Science teacher. You know that!"

He knew that because he was the one who told me that my teacher had asked
to wait for me.

"Yeah! Sorry. I just met her. She told me you could go, she had some urgent
business to take care of"

"Okay then. Bye. Have fun seeing today's football match!"

The sight of Josh now made me sick. All my hopes on him for nothing! I was
frustrated that it didn't work out. The last thing I wanted to do was be
with him to increase my frustration.

I walked by his side to leave. Suddenly I couldn't walk further. Josh had
grabbed my hand!

"Andy could we talk for a second?" he said.

"Sure Josh! Any problems?"

"Andy", he said with a smile on his face. I knew from his naughty smile
that I was going to get lucky! "Andy you were right about the whole thing.
I admire you for other reasons"

"What reasons?"

"I admire you because I like you."

I wanted to play around for a while to make him realize how unclear signals
can drive a person crazy.

"You like me Josh. I like you too!"

"No. I mean...I...love you"

I couldn't stand a second more looking at the gorgeous face of his. I
kissed him.  Although I wanted this for almost a year now, I wasn't in a
hurry. What was the hurry? I'm going to have him for a long time now! The
kiss was gentle. I just touched his lips first. I cannot explain the
wonderful sensation humans feel when they kiss; I was in heaven. Then the
kiss became more passionate. Now I could sense his tongue in mine. I had
lent my tongue to him.  We were in control - we stopped. We knew where we
were.

He smiled at me.

"Josh. Why do you send such crazy signals at me? You should have asked me
out directly my dear."

"Well Andy...did you ask me out today after I told you I admire you?"

I grinned at him.

"I was afraid Andy. I was afraid whether you were gay or not, afraid of
being gay. I had changed my mind about my identity for some months.  Then
when I saw you that day, you were looking so handsome that I had to make a
brave move. So I came and told you I love you, well at least that is what I
wanted to say", said Josh.

"Josh I love you too. So do you think you can come to my house on Sunday?"

"Sure babe."

It was Wednesday. Three days seemed like three years for me, I had no idea
whether I will have the will power to wait. I guess Josh didn't! On
Thursday night at 8 PM he called me.

"Andy. Do you think I can see you outside the park?"

"Ah... sure Josh"

I reached the park at 7:50. Josh was leaning on his car. He was wearing a
black t- shirt with a red glossy overcoat and brown jeans. I looked
carefully and I did find a bulge in his jeans! I knew at that point of time
he wanted me badly!

"Andy...at last you are here!"

"At last? Josh! It is 7:50. You asked me to come at 8."

"Oh. Ah.."

"I can understand Josh, you need not explain to me baby."

We got into Josh's car and Josh started driving.

"So where are we going Joshua?" For the first time I used his real name.

"We are going to my father's cottage beside the beach!  There is no one
there and I use it when ever I want to be alone."

"A cottage by the beach for you to spend time alone?  You are one lucky
guy!"

Josh's father was a very rich successful and handsome man. He owned many
hotels in the country. We reached there at 8:20.

We didn't talk. There was no explaining needed. We knew what were doing
here.

As soon as we were inside the cottage, Josh locked the door. He turned
around and looked at me from top to bottom. I was in my best pair of
trousers and my favorite red shirt.

He walked towards me. His face told me he was calm but excited. He then
kissed me passionately. This kiss wasn't gentle as the one before. He
didn't stop kissing, but started removing my shirt. I removed his shirt.
Once during class Josh had bent to pickup a book and I got a quick view of
his chest - it was damn hairy. But now Josh had shaved! Little hair had
grown at the right places - in the center of his chest with a treasure
trail leading to his torso.

"Oh my god!" I exclaimed.

"What? What happened", asked Josh with astonishment.

"You have shaved!"

"Oh. silly boy. I know you don't like hairy men, that is why I shaved some
time back"

"How do you know I don't like hairy men?"

"Andy I was in love with you for two years now. I took a peek at your chest
every time you bent. I looked at your shaved armpit every time you raised
your arm. I knew you shaved often, I knew you'd love shaved men, if you
were gay."

He was in love with me for two years. What he said made me realize how
important Josh was to me, and how important I was for him.

"Well baby. You bet I'm gay. And I'm at your command now!"

Josh quickly unzipped my trousers to reveal my bulge waiting for him to
conquer it.  He pulled my cock out of my briefs and looked at it for while.

"You are the most beautiful person I have ever known Andy."

Before he could complete the sentence my cock was taken into his mouth. My
cock could feel his tongue, his lips, the warmth of his mouth. He moved his
mouth forward and backward in harmony. He stopped and then licked his way
to my mouth.  He kissed me and sucked my nipples. Then I pushed him on to
the floor and sat on him. I kissed him and sucked his cute erect nipples. I
then moved to his jeans, which had a mega bulge on it now. I unzipped his
jeans and removed them carefully. His cock sprang out of his trousers. Josh
had the right amount of hair. His cock was long and thick. His balls were
loose and a little hairy. I licked and sucked his cock. His cock felt soft
in my mouth, it felt so wonderful.

We then changed positions. Josh rested his body on his knees and showed my
hungry penis his anxious hole. Josh gave me some lotion. I knew now what he
did mostly in when he wanted to be alone. I applied the lotion carelessly
and then made my dick ready to venture into another man.

I pulled him back and directed my cock to plug his hole. Josh moaned
loudly.

"More! More!" Josh shouted.

My cock was going inch by inch into his tight butt. He moved back and forth
rhythmically. At last he gave a loud moan. I knew he had cum. I licked and
cleaned his body thoroughly.  Now it was my turn.  He sucked me. I looked
at him from where I stood, caressing his hair and for the first time - Josh
looked so beautiful to me. I guess when a person falls in love you see the
beauty inside your lover. I remember thinking how perfect partner Josh
would be for me. Now I felt cum collecting and getting ready to venture
into Josh's mouth. I warned him and he showed me his thumbs up.

He took my entire my entire load into his mouth. He then stood up and
smiled at me and then kissed me gently. It was later that I realized that
it was the first time for both of us. That night Josh had given me a signal
which told me he was going to be with me for a long time - and this signal
I will never fail to respond.

The End

Authors Note: In my real life, there did exist a person similar to Josh.
But it so happened that we never got together. Moral of the story: Send
your signals properly, if you happen to get them, don't wait! Do send in
your lovely comments to wonderme99@yahoo.com