The Meeting
Part 2

By: Joe Camp
Copyright 2000

Warning: The following story is a work of fiction. It never happened, except in the author's
imagination. This story contains sex between two men in their twenties.

If you are underage, or this is illegal where you are, you already know what you're supposed to
do. If this kind of story turns you off, find something else. If you lied about your age in order to
access this story, remember this is only a story. Real life doesn't always work out like a story.

Fiction and Real Life: This story is all fiction. The characters in this story engage in unprotected
sex. That's not real life if you want to live to old age. The characters are a product of my
imagination, and can't catch anything unless I want them to. Any resemblance of characters to an
actual person is purely coincidental.

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In Part 1

{"Oh, Daddy.......... Oh, OH, oooooooooooooooooooooh," I moaned as my cum jetted into Dan's
hot hungry mouth. I felt three shots run up my dick. That isn't bad for as many times as we have cum

    I have to pull my cock from Dan's mouth. He likes to suck until I go completely soft, but I am too
tender. I sit on the edge of his shower chair and our lips meet. Dan pushes a little of my cum from his
mouth into mine. I greedily suck on his tongue. I had never tasted my own cum until Dan fed it to me
like this the first time. Hell. I had never tasted any cum. }

The Meeting
Part 2

    I slip to the floor and cup Daddy Bear's balls as I suck his hard cock into my mouth. I slid his butt forward and Dan grips the handrails as my finger explores inside his ass for his prostate. I touch the mound of his prostate and he moans. It doesn't take long with my finger massaging him and my tongue working the fat swollen head of his dick before I hear,


    A gob of cum shoots from his dick and hits the back of my throat. I gulp it down. Another shot. Once more his nuts release more of his wonderful taste. Dan lifts my head from his cock and I don't want to release it. It's Mine. I let his dick slip out of my mouth and we kiss yet again. Dan breaks our kiss.

"I don't want you to leave," he whispers, "but I know you have to. Wash me and you best get on the road."

    I soap him up and he uses the shower spray to rinse clean. He playfully spays me as I step from the shower, I try to give him a stern look, but I can't keep from giggling. I pull the towels from the rack and toss one to Dan as I dry myself off.

"Brush your teeth," Dan tells me. "I don't want some guy smelling cum on your breath and getting hot."

I walk over to Dan and kiss him. "Don't worry. No one is getting their dick in me but you."

"Thanks, babe. I just can't stand the thought of your giving yourself to anyone else. The chat room is different. That doesn't bother me."

I stroked my lover's beard and smiled at him.

"Go on. Brush your teeth. I want to get out of this shower," Dan told me.

    I moved his chair enough to slip past and then place it back within his reach. I turn on the tap at the sink and find my toothbrush. I watch Dan slide into his chair as I brush my teeth. I have to stoop low as I rinse my mouth. The apartment is designed for someone in a wheelchair and all the counters are low. I rinse my toothbrush out and Dan takes it from my hand.

"That stays here," he informs me. "You will just have to buy a new one. I'm holding this one hostage."

"K," I grinned at him.

    I walk from the bath into the bedroom. I rummage in my suitcase for my underwear. I spot a pair of blue checked boxers and slip them on. As I pull them over my butt I hear Dan whistle.

"Nice," Dan comments, "but I like you better with nothing on when we are alone."

"Thanks, Daddy Bear," I respond.

    I watch out of the corner of my eye as Dan starts dressing. I want to help him so badly, but he won't let me and I won't insult him by insisting. I slip on my pants and shirt. I tie my shoes and Dan is still putting on his pants.

"You won't forget to call me as soon as you get home," Dan asks for the 30th time.

"I won't forget," I assure him one more time.

"And, you will wear your seat belt and not speed," he questions.

"Yes, Daddy Bear, I will wear the seat belt and I won't speed," I promise.

    It is just this kind of worrying that made me start calling Dan, Daddy Bear. His nick in the chat room is D-Bear. Of course the D is for Dan, but I didn't know that at first. He didn't tell me his name is Dan until we got to knew each other a lot better.

    Dan is dressed and we head out of the bedroom I now know as well as my own, into his living room. It still seems a strange place to me. I have been in this apartment for four days and I think I've been in the living room 5 or 6 times. I kneel down for a hug and a kiss just before the front door. Dan grips me hard as our lips lock into our last kiss for a while.

"I wish you didn't have to go," Dan whispers.

"Me too," I reply.

    I look at Dan's face and know I have to get out of here before we both start crying. Oh, I know I will be doing a lot of crying later, but I don't want to cry in front of Dan. I know he will be crying as soon as the door closes behind me. I break our hug and pick up my suitcase. My eyes are watery as I reach for the doorknob. Three weeks I remind myself. Twenty one days. That isn't so long. We will still see each other in the chat room. Three weeks and I can come back for a weekend.

    I am conscious of Dan behind me as I walk down the side walk to the parking lot. It is hard for me not to let my love for him show. We have agreed though. We act straight in public. I unlock the door of my car and throw my suitcase into the back seat. I turn to Dan and want to take him in my arms so bad I ache.

"See ya, Dan."

"Take care, Gary, and call as soon as you get home."

"Will do," I promise.

    I slide into the driver's seat and start the engine. I wave to Dan before backing out of the space. Another wave as I drive off. Three weeks, I tell myself yet again. Three weeks and then another weekend together. That is the best we can do right now. Weekends together when he doesn't have to go home. Then in June we can be together for the rest of our lives.

    I made a right hand turn onto the ramp for the interstate and started the 7 hour drive home. My mind replayed the holiday weekend and I thought about the last four months that had lead up to our meeting. I settled into the long drive and let my mind wander.

    Just four months ago I had finally broken down and got a computer. I didn't know anything about them, but everyone but me seemed to be on the net. The guys at work were always talking about the different porn sites they found. I never said anything because pictures of naked women do nothing for me. I've know all my life that I am gay. I've never told anyone because no one has ever been interested in me. I figured if there were naked women, there must be naked guys. So, I bought a computer and found the love of my life.

    I had signed up for AOL as it came with the computer. I tried the gay chat rooms there, but everyone seems so desperate and forceful. I lurked but I never talked to anyone there. It just didn't feel right. The thing I learned there was about the gay story sites. Someone posted the links to and

    That first month I was in heaven. I couldn't wait to get off work so I could read the latest story I had found. The stories showed me there are others that feel as I do. I'm not the only guy that has feelings for other guys. I learned you can be gay and still be a man. I didn't really know anyone that was gay. I have hidden my feelings all my life. Now at 25 I know I'm not alone. Yeah, I got lost in the stories. I would read, jack off, eat, sleep and begrudgingly go to work, thinking constantly about getting home to finish the latest story.

    One night I was at the nifty story site when I noticed there was a chat room. I don't know what I was expecting when I clicked the link. I think I was expecting it to be like the ones on AOL. I figured I would lurk a while then go find a story to read. Was I ever surprised. I was no sooner in the room than I was greeted by a bunch of different people. I said hi, and settled back to scope the place out. It seemed to be a friendly place with guys talking about everything. There was talk about sports and work, school, and friends. There was also a lot of talk about sex. It didn't have the desperate feel of all the other chat rooms I had been in. Oh sure, I knew there were guys pairing off to chat in private, and they made no secret of the fact they were going to cybersex. But, it was nice they were able to just talk before going private with someone.

    It was soon obvious that D-Bear was very popular in the room. It seemed everyone knew him and was his friend. It didn't take long to find out he is 23 and was starting his last year at the University as an English Literature major. He was fun to listen too and very sexy in the way he acted. I couldn't help but wish I had his self assurance. It wasn't long before I found myself drawn right into the middle of the chat. I was really enjoying myself and talking to guys who are gay like me.

    At first I was reluctant to tell anything about myself. I figured my age and state were okay, so I told that. I had a lot of offers to go private, but I turned them all down. I wasn't ready for cybersex and most of the offers were from guys in their 40's or 50's. I did notice that going private with the older guys didn't bother D-Bear. There were some requests to go private from guys in their 20's too, but I didn't know what to do in private. I just stayed in the main room and had a blast. I was having so much fun just talking that I was surprised when I noticed it was 1:00am, and I had to be at work at 7:00am. Construction work isn't easy and I needed to get to bed. I reluctantly signed off promising to return the next night.

    The next evening as I signed into the room it was like coming home. I recognized some of the nicks from the night before and there were many new people to meet. The ones I had talked to the previous night welcomed me back like an old friend. I was happy when I saw a nick signing in that I knew. When D-Bear entered, the whole room welcomed him and I was really glad to see him. It felt like family. When D-Bear asked me to go private I said yes before I even thought. I reluctantly double clicked his nick to go to our private room. I didn't know what to say.

"Are you here," he asked.

"Yeah," I responded.

"So, what do you like," he asked.

"Errrr, D-Bear, I don't know what to do. I've never done this before," I admitted.

"That's okay. It is the same as real sex. You just tell me what you are doing to me, and how what I am doing to you makes you feel."

    Well, I blush now about that first time with D-Bear, but before he finished talking to me, I shot cum up to my neck. I jacked off again when I went to bed thinking about D-Bear. I woke up with a hard on and had to jack off again as I recalled what he had said to me in our private room.

    Over the next few months I made what I considered real friends in the chat room. I found I didn't mind going private with an older guy at all. Oh, we didn't all agree on everything. Once someone that said they were 15 showed up in the room. I agreed when one of the guys said that was way too young. As it is an international room, the rules say there is no age limit for the room so he was allowed to stay.

    After he left there was a long discussion about it. Several felt someone that young shouldn't be allowed in the room as they would just be taken advantage of by older guys. Someone brought up the fact that in many countries 16 is of legal age, 14 in some. I changed my mind when one of the 20 year olds from Germany spoke up. He admitted he had become sexually active with an older guy when he was 14. Of course we all thought he had been taken advantage of, but he said he had been the seducer. He then went on to ask, "but what about the kid? Does he have the right to chat with someone if he can find someone that will chat with him?" It was finally agreed that everyone would just have to follow their own feelings in the matter.

    Yeah, I felt I had a lot of friends in the room. I really was interested in what was happening in their lives, but I started noticing more and more that I was always watching for D-Bear's sign in. If he was late, I would worry. Yeah, I admit my daydreams became more and more about D-Bear. Not just sex, but wondering what he was doing right then. Wondering what he was having for lunch. Okay, it didn't take me long to know I was falling in love with D-Bear. The "I love you," I would tell D-Bear each night as I left the room became more and more heartfelt. His, "I love you, too," was the high point of my day. If he was busy in private with someone else, I would wait no matter how long it took just to hear him say, "I love you, too."

    We told each other our most deepest thoughts. Dan knew me better than anyone in the world. Then came the day I became bold. We had just finished a wonderful cyber session. I had squirted my cum all over my chest and D-Bear said he had too.

<gary> I wish I was there and could clean your cum from you chest with my tongue.

<D-Bear> Yeah, me too.

<gary> You know I love you.

<D-Bear> I love you, too.

<gary> Then why can't we meet?

<D-Bear> I can't meet with anyone.

<gary> Why????? There is a long weekend coming up. I'll come to you. I wouldn't out you.

<D-Bear> You are making me cry.

<gary> I know you have to have your folks help right now and they are homophobic.

<D-Bear> It's not just that.

<gary> What???? I thought you loved me. If you love me you would want to meet.

<D-Bear> I do love you. I wish we could be together too. You wouldn't want me if you really saw me.

<gary> I love you, not what you may look like. Beauty isn't everything. It is what is inside.

<D-Bear> I'm not beautiful. Please don't tell the others. I don't want to lose everyone. The room is all I have.

<gary> Tell them what?

<gary> I would never say anything to hurt you. Don't you know that?

<gary> Have you been lying to me?

<D-Bear> I have never lied to you.

<gary> Are you married?

<D-Bear> No I am not married.

<gary> Are you really straight?

<D-Bear> I am gay

<gary> You don't really love me?

<D-Bear> I love you with all my heart. I have to go now.

    I sit in front of my computer screen with the tears streaming from my eyes as I watched D-Bear disconnect. I called myself every kind of fool for allowing myself to fall in love with someone on the net. Obviously he didn't feel the same about me as I felt about him. The next day, my soul was tormented between my emotions for D-Bear. I loved him. I wanted nothing more to do with him. I couldn't wait to get back to the room and D-Bear. I was on the computer and waiting in the room when D-Bear came on.

<D-Bear> Hi Gary, private?

<gary> okay

I double clicked on D-Bear to go to our private room.

<D-Bear> Gary, I have never lied to you. I just haven't told you everything. I hope we can still be friends. You mean so much to me and I don't want to ever lose you.

<gary> Dan, I love you. Please, tell me what is going on.

<D-Bear> Gary, please don't tell the others no matter what you think of me. I can't lose everyone! School, the room and my family are all I have. Please don't take the room away from me.

<gary> Dan, you are scaring me.

<D-Bear> I'm sorry. It is hard to type when you are crying.

<gary> Tell me what is wrong and we can fix it.

<D-Bear> No one can fix me. I have Spina Bifida. I'm in a wheelchair.

    I was stunned. My first thought was that Dan had deceived me. There had been plenty of times he could have told me. Hell, I didn't even know what Spina Bifida is. Then I knew. It didn't matter. It was Dan that mattered to me. Not his being in a wheelchair. Sure, my daydreams had us playing basketball and running together, but that wasn't why I love Dan.

<gary> I love you. I still want to meet you.

<D-Bear> Don't answer now. Think about it and tell me tomorrow.

<gary> I don't have to think about.

To Be Continued

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