Date: Fri, 12 Dec 2008 07:44:35 -0500
From: nuday101@hushmail.com
Subject: Touching  Part Two

This story contains sexual contact between males.  If it is unlawful or
inappropriate for you to be here, please leave now. The story and
characters are fictional, I hope you enjoy it. Your emails and responses
are appreciated. A great thanks to Pete for all his input and editing.


Touching Part Two

You'd think it was the approach to ejaculation, or perhaps the act of it,
was the highlight. But if you really think about it, and I have in the
aftermath, it's really the feeling of all the senses screaming at high
speed and then suddenly stopping! Then all at once it's over and now the
body does the high speed u-turn on the highway of sensitivity. Everything
reverses and that's when the brain kicks in and begins to ask the questions
like, 'What the hell did you just do?' That's when, dripping in white
honey, we begin to feel the remorse, the regret, the 'Oh Andrew, maybe that
wasn't the best idea.'

Well, standing there naked and dripping in cum in front of a strange boy
just doesn't make it any better. Sam seemed pleased with himself. He looked
up smiling and took his damp sticky fist and rubbed it a crossed my
chest. Then he brought his fingers, now covered in me, and cleaned them
against my cheek, ending with my chin. I now had my cum from face to foot
and I was not too sure I liked the dry sticky feeling I was having. I
looked at Sam and could see some of my cum slowly rolling down his chest. I
thought about removing it, but for some strange reason it felt like I would
be intruding on him personally. Funny, I thought, it's okay for my cum to
be there, but not my hand.

It was obvious that Sam was spent. He looked tired all of a sudden. And
then to my total surprise, he push me back, stood grabbing his cane and
brushed by me. As he walked away, I watched my first view of what was a
very nice ass. He turned back and I heard him say, "I'm taking a shower;
make sure you're gone when I get out."

There I stood alone in Sam's room listening to the water running behind the
door. I suddenly felt quite naked. I looked around and saw the boxers he
had left behind. I picked them up and before I cleaned myself off I had a
strong desire to smell them. I scolded myself for such a thought. Maybe I
was a Perv. This was news to me. I dressed quickly and with nothing else to
do, I left and headed home.

****

My mom tried to get me to talk about it, but I was having none of that. I
think she wrote it off as just another teen moment. I couldn't get Sam off
my mind. I couldn't believe that I let him do that and yet, I was laying in
bed wishing for more. It was his face, his body, his hard dick I thought of
as I beat off in the darkness of night. I couldn't believe he had taken
over my sexual desire in just one visit and I was determined to get him out
of my life.

The next day at school I went looking for Ms. Riley. In her office, she
greeted me with a smile and said, "Andrew, it's good to see you. How was
your first day with Sam?"

"Not good Ms. Riley. I just don't think this is going to work out for
me. Please get me another assignment."

"Well Andrew, I wish you would try harder, but you're lucky, another
position has come in for the Community Projects. I was going to give it to
Ryan Simmons. He needs one as well, but I'll give it to you. All you have
to do is help clean up a park for three weekends and you're finished. How's
that sound?" she asked.

"Thanks Ms. Riley, I really appreciate it. I think that's more my style. So
what's going to happen to Sam, will he just be dropped?" I asked.

Ms. Riley said, "Oh no. I'll assign him to Ryan. He'll be glad to have the
opportunity."

I knew Ryan Simmons; he was on the swim team. We had PE together last year
and I remember thinking that his long thick dick and heavy hanging balls
seemed out of place on his thin blonde body.No way was I going to let him
near Sam.

"You know Ms. Riley, I don't think Ryan would be right for this position, I
better stick with it," I assured her.

"Andrew West, if you do stick with this, you'll need to be in it for the
full load. No giving up. Sam needs you and I think you may need someone
like Sam in your life. So are you going to give him your all and take what
he has to give you?" she asked.

"Yes. I'm in all the way, I'm going to give Sam everything he needs, and
I'm taking all he wants to give in return," I assured her.

Leaving the office I replayed my words, not believing they were coming from
me. What was I looking for? Why did I want to return to that situation? I
wasn't really sure.

****

On Friday it was time to return to the clinic for my second visit. This
time I asked to see Sam's doctor first. Dr Scott gave me a better insight
into what was happening with Sam. He told me that when someone goes through
all the personal pain and suffering that Sam is going through and then add
the fact that he has lost his sight, it's typical to become bitter, mean
and hateful. He assured me that Sam really needed someone like me to be
with and talk to. I didn't tell him that there wasn't much talking between
us.

At Sam's door, this time I tapped before I entered. I was determined to
make it go better this time around. I heard a muffled voice and
entered. Sam was dressed, sitting in a chair.

"Who's there?" he asked as I entered the room.

"It's me, Andrew West," I spoke.

"Oh Perv, you're back. Sorry I'm dressed this time," he said
sarcastically. I sat on the edge of the bed feeling the silence between
us. I knew I had to say something, I found myself looking over his
body. Even in jeans and a shirt he looked great. My mind still has the
memory of his nakedness. Finally I spoke, "I'm a senior at North High. What
about you?"

"I was a senior, I'm nothing now. I don't want to finish school, no need,
I'm not going anywhere," he said sadly.

"You can still do things, even if you're blind," I said, hoping to
encourage him.

"Look Perv, you don't know shit about being blind. You come in here and
take advantage of me and expect me to be nice to you. Why don't you just
leave and quit checking me out? I know you're doing it. You know when you
lose one of your senses all the others get better, so I can feel your eyes
all over my body," he said a little cruelly.

"Ok, I am looking at you. You're a nice looking kid, and after the last
visit, I can't help it. I've never had anyone do that for me before and no,
I don't want to leave. I want to learn what it's like being you. I want you
to teach me, help me understand so I can be a friend to you," I said
honestly.

"Ok Perv, you want to know what its like to be blind? I'll show you. Go
into the bathroom and get some of the bandages and cotton pads. Bring them
out here," he instructed.

I didn't know where this was going, but I did what he asked. Returning to
the room I found Sam standing by the bed. He instructed me to sit and he
took everything I had brought out of the bathroom and slowly placed the
cotton pads over my eyes and then placed the bandage over them. The room
became dark, I became frighten and a little uneasy. Sam asked, "Can you see
anything?"

"No."

"Good, stand up," he demanded.

I slowly balanced myself and stood in front of the bed. That's when he
slammed his fist into my belly. The air went out of me, I couldn't breath,
and I fell back onto the bed.

"That's what being blind feels like, Perv," I heard him say. "Now you know
the feeling of blindness. You never know what's coming at you, but soon you
begin to feel more of what's around you. Your entire body wakes up to the
knowledge and awareness that there is someone else with you. Can you feel
it?" he asked.

"I finally had enough air in me to speak and I realized I could feel his
presence, even though he wasn't touching me.

"Yeah, I can feel it... but that means you knew I was watching you," I
realized out loud.

"Yeah, I knew, and I think I put on a really good show. Don't you?" he
smirked.

"Now what, are you going to do, keep hurting me?" I asked, waiting for the
next strike.

Sam was quiet now and I heard him say, "Listen."

I heard something ping. He asked, "What was that you just heard?"

"I think it was something small and metallic. Was it a pin?"

"Yes, very good Perv. Now lay still, I'm not going to hurt you," he said

It was on my hand and then my arm, just the slightest touch, almost like
nothing, but I knew it was there. I said, "It feels like one of the cotton
patches."

"Just the tip of one. See how much more sensitive you are?"

"Yeah," I replied.

"I'll be right back." I heard him cross the room and then return and he
said to me, "Open your mouth."

Ok this was a bit disconcerting. What was he going to put in it? After
being slammed in the belly, one hesitates. But I needed to show him that I
trusted him. So sitting up in total darkness, I opened my mouth. I could
feel the warmth of a body part coming towards me. I thought about shutting
my mouth and turning away, but held steady. It was his finger, but it had a
peppermint taste to it, almost nice.

"What's that?" he asked.

"Your finger," I replied.

"No shit, Perv boy. I'll bet you wished it was my dick."

"I don't know, do you taste like peppermint everywhere?" I laughed.

"You'll never know, Perv," he replied, laughing as well.

"Ok that was toothpaste. Does it taste better in the dark?"

"Yeah," I replied, "It does."

"So how do you like being blind?" he asked.

"Well I like the part that my other senses work better, but I miss seeing
things."

"Yeah me too," he answered sadly, "But at least at the end of the game
you'll be able to see." Then he ripped the bandage off my face.

My skin was still stinging and my sight was blurry when we heard a knock at
the door. It was one of the nurses, who said, "Sam don't forget, tomorrow
is your first swimming lesson. Maybe your friend would like to join you in
the pool."

"No, he's busy and only has to be here twice a week anyway."

I said, "No, I want to do it. I'll be here first thing in the morning."

The nurse smiled at me and closed the door.

"You just can't wait to see me naked again, can you Perv?" he said
hurtfully.

Sam continued, "Look you don't need to do this, don't you have any friends
or a girl friend or something. I don't need your pity, so just leave me
alone okay?"

"Yeah, I've got friends, plenty of them, but I want to be here with you
tomorrow, and my name is Andrew, I'm no more perverted that you are. If I
recall, you're the one that jerked ME off," I said in my defense.

"You're such a Perv," he smiled, "all you can think about is sex. Okay you
can come swimming with me tomorrow, it might be fun. Just don't be checking
me out in front of the nurses. Okay? I've got a reputation around here I
need to protect."

"Sure, I'll be careful to only check you out when we're alone. Okay?" I
laughed.

"Yeah, I guess, that'll work," he replied. And then it was time to leave.

I think I moved things along pretty well, I told myself. I left proud of
myself and for some reason I couldn't wait to see Sam the next day. Visions
of him in a skimpy bathing suit, and without one, danced in my head all
night long.

To be continued.....