Date: Sun, 21 Mar 2004 15:55:30 -0800 (PST)
From: John Josept <wildgate1@yahoo.com>
Subject: Man in the Mirror/Chapter One

The following is a story that deals with explicit gay sex between men. If
this type of material offends you, or you are under the age allowed by the
state or region you reside in or you reside in an area where this type of
material is not legal, I feel sorry for you. In any case, you must please
leave and not go any further.

This is a work of fiction meant for private enjoyment and in a fictitious
world as this is, AIDS and other sexually transmitted diseases do not
exist, and so safer sex is not needed. Unfortunately, in the real world
these diseases do exist, so please do yourself a favor and everyone you
come in contact with, practice safer sex.

This is a continuing story and if you like it well enough to reproduce it
on your site, I have no objection, but Please Ask First.

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Man in the Mirror Chapter 1


	I stood in front of the full-length mirror in my bedroom, naked.
"Not bad" I thought to myself. "Not bad for a guy who will be 40 in a few
days", I said, this time out loud, as if my reflection in the mirror was
looking back at me, admiring what it saw.

	My six foot frame was still in great shape. I worked out in my gym
everyday. My hard muscled pecs had a coating of dark blond hair. I still
had my six-pack abs that was lightly coated with the same color of hair.
Below my naval, the hair was a little darker and ran in a straight line to
the dark, almost black pubic hair around my dick and balls. I turned and
looked at my ass and it was still firm. I turned back and looked at my soft
dick. It was a good four inches laying there flaccid. When it gets hard, it
gets up to eight and a half inches and about five inches around. "Yes
indeed, not bad at all" I said again to the reflection in the mirror.

	I don't usually look at myself like this, but as I approached 40, I
had to do something to reassure my ego that I still could be attractive to
other men.

	I had been very successful in business. I had my own architectural
landscape service that was doing extremely well - Eric Timpson,
Architectural Landscape. Eric Timpson, that's me. This afforded me luxuries
like the condominium I am in right now, which is just one of three
residences that I own. I had watched this complex grow from the ground up
as I drove past the construction site off the 405 freeway just before the
Sepulveda Pass in the West Los Angeles area of Southern California. I would
say to myself that I would buy one of those condos as soon as they became
available. Not only did I buy one, I also invested in the complex and had
my condo custom built. The things that most attracted me to this place were
the ultramodern design and the floor to ceiling windows.

	I live here alone. I never did have time for dating much. Oh, I had
my flings but none of them evolved into anything. Once though, I thought I
did find the right guy, but that ended in disaster.

	As the sun was streaming into the bedroom of my condo warming my
naked body, I stood looking at the man in the mirror. The room was a bright
and cheery place because the huge floor to ceiling window is very seldom
covered with the drape that lay to the side. This window overlooked the
pool, something I insisted on in my custom plan. My favorite pastime is to
sit on the settee in front of the window and watch people as they would
swim.

	I turned my attention back to the naked Man in the Mirror. I stared
for a while and noticed that my dick was starting to harden. I took it in
my hand and started to stroke it until it was at full hard. The sensation
of it in my hand felt good. I hadn't cum in over a week. I knew when I did
it would be a big load. I gripped my hand around my fully engorged dick and
stroked it faster. Thick, white precum was starting to drip from the slit
at the head of my cut cock. I took my finger and let the precum drip on it,
then put it in my mouth. "I loved the taste of cum in the mornings," I said
aloud to the Man in the Mirror, paraphrasing from the movie "Apocalypse
Now". Tasting it made my throbbing cock jump.

	Suddenly my concentration on my rod was distracted when I heard
someone splash in the pool outside my bedroom window. I went to peek to see
who was there, making sure I could not be seen, especially in my state of
undress.

	I could not believe my eyes at what I saw. The most beautiful hunk
of man was just getting out of the pool. He had to be in his late twenties
or early thirties. He had silky dark hair that was falling across his wet
forehead. I could not tell what color his eyes were from this distance, but
I could see them sparkle. "Someday I will find out the color of those eyes"
I muttered to myself, but looking over to the Man in the Mirror.

	My Mystery Man was slender but with broad shoulders, at least six
feet tall, I would say. His well-developed chest was covered in a thin
layer of dark hair that clung to his body as he came dripping from the
pool. His abs were not just a six pack but a full eight pack, also with a
light coating of hair like his chest. His body hair was just enough, so you
could still see his muscled body.

	I wandered closer to the window to get a better look at my Mystery
Man. He was wearing a white speedo bikini that was very tight and worn very
low so you can see just a hint of his pubic hair against his tanned
torso. Because it was wet, you could actually see his big soft dick thru
the white fabric of his bikini. The white speedo looked more as if it was
his tan line, than his swimsuit. It was a very striking site indeed. My
dick was full hard now.  "Who was this gorgeous man? I had not seen him
around the complex before." I said out loud to the Man in the Mirror.

	I had been standing there stoking my engorged dick when I realized
I was standing just inches in front of the window for the entire world to
see, including My Mystery Man. I jumped back from the window. I wondered if
he had seen me. My face was red with embarrassment.

	"Eric Timpson, you fucking idiot", said the Man in the Mirror.
"What if he saw you, what chance would you get to meet him. He would just
think you are the pervert jacking off in the window." My face just got
redder.

	"Shut up" I told the Man in the Mirror.

	Since I tried to beat off twice now and was interrupted twice, I
decided it was best if I just jumped into the shower and got my day
started. I was not going into the office today, after all, I'm the boss,
and I could do it if I wanted. Besides, I had some personal things I wanted
to take care of today.

	I got into the shower and let the hot water pour over my body. My
dick had long since gone soft so I just concentrated on washing and tried
to forget what an ass I made of myself in front of My Mystery Man.

	Just as I was finishing my shower, I heard the doorbell ring. "Who
the hell could that be?" I said aloud. "Wouldn't you know as soon as I get
out of the shower dripping wet, the doorbell would ring? My day sure is
starting out great," I said to myself sarcastically.

	Then the doorbell rang again. Still dripping wet, I grabbed my
towel and wrapped it around my waist holding the ends with one hand. I held
onto it tightly because the towel was too small to go completely around me.

	The bell rang a third time. I yelled out "Hold your horses I am
coming". I ran down the stairs to the living room to the front entryway. I
flung the door open ready to yell at the person on the other side for being
so inconsiderate for making me get out of the shower.

	I stood there, dripping water to the floor beneath me. I was
speechless, I couldn't believe it; there he was standing before me, My
Mystery Man, still in his white speedo with just a towel draped over his
left shoulder.

	Stunned, speechless and getting an erection, my eyes wandered up
and down his body. Being taken completely off guard like this, I hadn't
noticed that I dropped my towel and was standing in front of him stark
naked --- again!! I bent down and quickly picked up my towel and wrapped it
around my waist.

	"Sorry I just got out of the shower when you rang the bell" I said
trying not to act embarrassed although I know my face was red as a beet.

	He said "No problem mate. My name is Royce Stewart; I live in the
townhouse across from yours".

	"My God he has a British Accent!" I said to myself. "I have a
weakness for Brits."

	He continued, "Actually, I really don't live there; I am here from
the UK, just taking care of my aunt's flat for the next few weeks. That's
her place across the hall from yours.

	"Oh yeah" I said "Mrs. Simpson, sweet lady"

	"A bit of an eccentric, I would say. She's on an extended cruise
around the world, you know.

	"No I didn't know" I said feeling rather embarrassed again, that I
hadn't known my neighbor was out of town..

	"I seem to have locked myself out, could I use your phone to ring
up the management company to let me in?"

	"Uhmmmm, yeah sure, come on in, the phone is in the living room" I
said with a very shaky voice. Had he recognized me as the guy jacking off
in the window? If he did, he didn't seem to let on. He sure did look over
my half-hard cock when I dropped my towel, though, or was that my
imagination.

	"Go ahead and make your call I will just go upstairs and get
dressed," I said, clutching hard to that towel.

	"Oh you don't have to do that on my account" He retorted.

	Had I heard him right? Did he just say he didn't mind me standing
there with just a towel around me? Ignoring that, I ran upstairs and
finished drying myself. I then grabbed a pair of shorts and a T-Shirt, no
underwear; I very seldom wear them, and came right down. Royce was just
finishing his call.

	"I'm sorry but they can't be here for at least a couple hours or
so," he said rather sadly. "I guess I should go wait by the pool," he said
in a tone that sounded more as if he didn't want to do that.

 	"No need to wait out there, I have no real plans for today, you
could wait right here if you wish."

	"Thanks that's very kind of you," he said. "You know I don't know
your name."

	"Oh sorry, I'm Eric, Eric Timpson.

	"Nice to meet you Eric, and sorry for this imposition", he said as
he extended his arm to shake my hand. The handshake was prolonged, but I
was not sure if I caused it or he did.

	"No problem at all, Royce" I said. "I was just about to make myself
a cup of coffee would you like a cup? I may have some tea if that would
suit you better"

	"Coffee please, that would be super, I don't really like tea", he
said in his sexy British accent. "I know that's not very British of me, but
I think most Brits prefer coffee over tea. It's the movies and the tele
that have perpetuated that myth", we both laughed.

	I went to the kitchen to make the coffee. Royce followed me. He was
more gorgeous up close than when I first seen him at the pool, but this
time he was in my kitchen, just a few feet in front of me, with nothing on
but that white speedo. I swear that big bulge in his swimsuit is getting
bigger; my imagination again, I think. I sure felt movement starting in my
groin though.

	I finished making the coffee and waited for it to brew. We started
to make small talk. He said he came to the US to help is aunt out a couple
weeks ago and was still unpacking. I told him about my landscape design
business.  "Super" he said. He had the most infectious accent. I could
listen to him all day. I hope he hadn't noticed I was staring at him. Was
the movement in my groin starting to get obvious?

	The coffee was done and I poured us both a cup, then we went into
the living room and sat down next to each other on my large brown leather
sofa.

	"Blue" I said, not realizing I said that out loud.

	"What?"

	"Your eyes, their Blue"

	He smiled and said "Yes and yours are a wonderful shade of green",
then took a sip of his coffee.

	He was staring right at me with a gleam in his eyes and I was
staring right back. I felt my heart beating faster and my dick getting
hard. I couldn't take my eyes off him. I also notice that his Speedo was
definitely coming alive. Could it be that he is gay too? I decided to put
him to the test.

	I put my cup of coffee down on the table, and moved closer to him
on the couch and turned a bit sideways toward him, putting my knee on the
cushion. I deliberately let my knee touch his bare thigh. He didn't move
back. Instead, he put his hand on my knee, looked at me and smiled.

	"You are a very attractive man, Eric"

	I blushed and thanked him. "Not bad I guess for a guy my age"

	"Not bad for any age" he said

	"You are one of the most attractive men I have ever met" I tried
unsuccessfully, not to sound like I was gushing.

	His hand moved further up my thigh. My dick was full mast now and I
know he could see it peeking through the leg of my shorts. This time there
was no doubt about it, his hard dick was showing through those Speedos. I
leaned toward him without saying a word and gently kissed him on the
lips. I backed off a bit to get his reaction. He put his arms around me,
pulled me toward him, and kissed me hard. We embraced and I opened my mouth
to let in his tongue and let them dance in each other's mouths. I put my
hand on his engorged cock and rubbed it through the material of his
speedo. His hand found its way up the leg of my shorts and grabbed hold of
my cock. He gently started to stroke it.

	"Let's go up to my bedroom" I said, still kissing him and not
wanting to let go. We finally stood up and I led him upstairs, holding his
hand, as we entered my bedroom.

	As we got into the master suite, I turned to look at the Man in the
Mirror. He winked at me. Royce and I turned and stood facing each
other. Slowly we embraced holding on to each other tightly, feeling our
hard rods up against each other's stomachs. We looked into each other's
eye, our lips touched softly at first, we backed away a bit, and then we
kissed deeply and hard; our tongues exploring the inside for our
mouths. The passion was building inside me. Kissing was the biggest turn on
for me. Royce seemed to sense that, took my tongue between his lips, and
started to suck on it, drawing it completely into his mouth. I was in
sexual heaven. We stopped and took a deep breath. We looked at each other
and smiled. I ran my fingers across his hairy chest down to his right
nipple, it was hard and I couldn't resist taking it into my mouth. He
stopped me.

	"Can I take off your shirt, Eric?" Without saying a word I started
to remove it when he took it from my hands and pulled it over my
head. "What a magnificent body you have," he said panting.

	He then flipped the snap of my shorts, unzipped them and let them
fall to the floor, releasing my fully engorged cock. His eyes grew large as
he gazed on my fully erect shaft. He looked at me with those blue eyes wide
open and smiled. I got close to him and put my hands down the back of his
Speedo's gripping with both hands his hard firm buttock. I then pulled them
down and his rock hard, uncut cock snapped free and slapped up to his
stomach. It was huge, maybe bigger than mine was, at least nine inches,
perhaps more! He kicked his Speedo's free from his ankles. I was overcome
with lust and could not resist any longer. We embraced and slowly lay down
on the bed. I swung him around where he was on his back and I was on top of
him, our tongues once again were deep inside each other's mouths. I could
feel his massive throbbing cock up again my ripped stomach. I released my
mouth from his, licked my way down his neck, then down further to the hairs
on his chest, and twirled my tongue around them. I savored taste of the
salty sweat from his body. I took one of his hard nipples between my
figures and gently pinched it. The other nipple I put in my mouth gently
sucking like a baby on his mother's tit. He let out a soft moan and I knew
I was giving pleasure to My Dream Man.

	"That feels so bloody good," he said trying to take a breath. I let
go of his nipples and continued my tongue bath moving slowly downward,
letting my tongue slip over each of the eight ridges of muscle that made up
his stomach. His moans of pleasure were telling me he was in ecstasy.

	As I got to his pubic hairs, I let my nose take in the smell of his
manhood. My dick jumped. I ran my tongue up his harden shaft to the tip of
his hooded cock. I swallowed all nine inches completely and felt the tip of
his foreskin in the back of my throat. I tried not to gag. I moved back up
to the tip and ran my tongue under his foreskin probing the tip of his
cock, sucking out and swallowing the precum that had built up since my
tongue attack on his body. His precum tasted sweet yet salty. He let out a
moan again.

	"Eric you're driving me fucking crazy!" I removed my mouth from his
shaft and slowly pulled back the foreskin revealing his pink cock head. It
was so beautiful. I ran my tongue round the rim of the very sensitive head,
sending shivers down Royce body. He jumped as I ran my tongue into his pee
slip.

	"I didn't hurt you, did I?" I asked,

	"No, no please don't stop" he said with lust in his voice.

	I took the whole cock again in my mouth but this time I attacked it
with a vengeance. I looked up at his face as I was pumping his dick. He was
looking longingly into my eyes too. My up and down motion was getting him
very close to cumming. I could feel his cockhead swelling in my mouth. His
balls were close inside his body.

	"Wait" he said, "I don't want to cum just yet". I let his hard cock
fall from my mouth. A long line of saliva and pre cum still stuck from my
lips to his head of his cock. He pulled me up to his mouth and licked the
saliva and precum from my lips. We kissed deeply, my cock pulsing and I
could feel my pre cum dripping onto Royce stomach. He smiled at me and he
turned me over onto my back. His mouth immediately attacked my right nipple
biting it gently sending a surge of electricity deep down to the tip of my
hard dripping dick. His tongue licked its way down from my nipple past my
naval. I could feel his soft lips touch my cockhead. He ran his tongue
around the tip and then swallowed my eight and a half inches until I felt
his nose buried in my pubic hair. He moved his mouth up and down my cock, I
was on the brink of cumming when he suddenly stopped and knelt over me.

	"Fuck Me, Eric, Fuck me Now", he said with a sense of urgency in
his voice. He lay down on his back. I reached over to the night table next
to the bed and pulled out the lube. I positioned myself in between his
legs. I could see his cock throbbing and dripping a steady stream of precum
onto his stomach. I put both his legs on my shoulders, put a big glob of
lube on my fingers, and slowly inserted one finger into his waiting
asshole. He groaned with pleasure. I waited a bit until he got used to the
sensation. When I felt his sphincter muscle relax, I put two fingers in,
gently moving them in and out of his butt hole; then the third
finger. "He's ready," I said as I looked over to the Man in the Mirror.

	I lubed my cock and, slowly, at first, pressed my rigid member into
his rosebud. It resisted at first, but it wasn't long before it slipped in
half way. He yelled out in pain and I stopped.

	"My Cock too big for you?" I chided.

	"No fucking way" he said, "Ram the thing all the way in."

	I did as I was told. He yelled out again in pain, but I could see
from the expression on his face he loved every inch of it. I pumped in and
out slowly at first, then I increased my speed more and more until I was
ramming his ass has hard as I could, my balls slapping against his ass. I
could see his cock standing hard, swinging back and forth, as I rammed him
over and over again. His screams of pleasure told me I was doing him right.

	"I am close to cumming sweetheart, I don't know if I can hold it
much longer," I said

	"Then cum Eric, cum in my ass"

	That's all I needed, I let go and a weeks worth of built up sperm
gushed into his hot hole. That must have been all he needed too, because he
started to cum even though he did not touch his cock. The first wave of his
cum hit his face, and then a second and third wave hit his chest. My cum
started dripping out his ass as wave after wave came pouring from my cock.

	I stopped pounding his ass as I felt my cum stop pumping from my
dick. Exhausted, I lay myself on top of Royce, not caring that he was
covered in his cum. My cock finally started to go down and slipped from his
ass.

	We were both out of breath. I looked into his blue eyes and kissed
his lips deeply. He put his arms around me. God that felt good. I rolled
off of him and put my arm around his chest. A moment later, we both drifted
off into a deep sleep.

	When I opened my eyes I looked at the clock and a couple hours had
gone by.
	"Damn, Royce, wake up, the people from the management company
should be here any minute now".

	Royce slowly opened his eyes. He looked at me with those piercing
blue pools and smiled. "Oh that, well I have a confession to make", he said
sleepily.

	"Oh what's that?" I said, suspiciously.

	"Well" he propped himself on his elbow and supported his head in
his hand. "I never did call the management company, in fact, I didn't
forget my key."

	"What?" I said with a puzzled voice.

	"I just wanted to meet you. I saw you in the window looking at me
and I knew I had to meet that hunky guy with the big cock," He laughed.

	"Oh god, say you didn't see that?"

	"How could I not see you?"

	My face started to get red again.

	"Actually I saw you a couple times in the hallway over the past
week or so. I don't think you noticed me. I didn't think you ever would, so
after I saw you in the window I knew something had to be done for us to
meet, so I devised this little charade".

	"Well you sure did meet me", We both laughed.

	"Yeah, much better than I thought, too".

	"Cool" I replied. We kissed deeply, embracing each other and not
wanting to let go.

	"Let's Shower", I said, "we need to get this dried cum off our
bodies".
	We got up and headed for the shower.

	As I passed the full-length mirror, I looked at the Man in the
Mirror. This time I winked.

To Be Continued