Date: Fri, 24 Mar 2000 03:11:46 EST
From: VanyelAshkev@aol.com
Subject: Mental Games People Play: Lee's Game Part 1 of 2

This is a true story. I have decided to keep some of
the names as they are. Some I have changed because
they are truly innocent. The only thing to remember is
that this is only my side of the story. Maybe the
perspective of the others is quite different. Then
again, I have a feeling they'll never talk about it.

I intend to write about other experiences that I have
had, but only if I hear back from enough people. I am
not going to say how many that will take, but enough
to show that there is an interest.


The Mental Games People Play Series:
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Lee's Game: part 1 of 2


Chapter 1

  Cindy and I decided to go to the Menagerie to play
pool. She's my best friend, despite the fact that I
dated her husband for a while. When it didn't work
out, she and I stayed friends. Yeah, I know, it's
weird that she didn't care that I was sleeping with
him. She knew when she married him that he was into
guys. He had taken me to a Gay Pride party in Long
Beach to meet her. She and I talked for hours.

  I told her that if my dating him was going to be a
problem, I would back off. She told me that she really
didn't have a problem with it. That just about floored
me. We both figured out really quickly that we were
both very much alike personality-wise. We also figured
out that this is why her husband was so attracted to
me. I was a male version of her. As far as her body, I
was her opposite. I guess it turned him on. We also
realized pretty quickly what his motives were for
having us meet. He wanted to make her jealous. He
thought that I matched her personal taste in men and
that he could flaunt me under her nose. He hoped that
we would end up hating each other and fighting over
him. Take a guess at what really happened. We got
along great. We had no interest in each other
physically and his whole plan backfired in his face.

  We dated for a few months and then I confronted him
with the fact of how alike she and I were. He denied
it emphatically and broke up with me to try and get me
to shut up. The minute he did that, Cindy handed me a
key to the house and said that I was welcome to come
over any time. Right in front of him. She and I went
to Disneyland for the weekend around Labor Day, if I
remember right. We had a blast. Our friendship was
really strong. He was just plain puzzled by the whole
situation. We let him stay that way.

    After a few more months, he got used to it. She
and I started going to the only gay bar in the county
to play pool. It's really the only reason I go to any
bar. I play pool and discretely watch guys. I am not
big on one-night stands or even dating for that
matter. So, Cindy and I played pool for awhile, then
sat at the bar and drank. She had beer, while I had a
wine cooler. Our friend Rich came over to talk.

  We had been going to this bar about every other
weekend. Rich played pool and I got to know him. Nice
guy. This particular night he wasn't playing pool. He
was hanging around the dance floor with some friends
of his. One of them caught my eye. Really cute. Blond
hair neatly cut. Greenish blue eyes that twinkled. A
short goatee framed his mouth. He was about 5'8" with
broadish shoulders. Like I said, really hot looking.
Apparently I was not discrete enough with my staring.
Cindy had noticed who I was watching. So had Rich.
They both began to egg me on, trying to get me to go
over and talk with this guy. Rich told me his name was
Lee. I flat out refused. Like I said before, I really
wasn't interested in anything at this point.

  Cindy got up and went over to talk with Lee. Rich
went with her. I didn't pay much attention. I watched
the couple playing pool while we were waiting our
turn. They weren't bad players. Abruptly I realized
that Lee was standing there in front of me. Those
scoundrels had talked to Lee and sent him over. God,
was I embarrassed. He asked me to dance and I was
almost ready to refuse out right. I can't dance. I
have no sense of balance and would only look like a
fool. Lee ended up being every persuasive. His voice
was as sexy as he was. I let him convince me that it
would be OK.

  So, we danced for a while. I nearly did fall on my
butt, but that was OK too. Lee caught me and made sure
I got my balance back. After that we just sat and
talked. We stayed until the bar closed. Cindy and Rich
both had a very smug satisfied look. Cindy drove the 4
of us from the bar to a Denny's. On the way over, Lee
kissed me in the back seat. He's an amazing kisser by
the way. Suddenly, Cindy laughed. She told us to knock
it off already; we were fogging up the windows. We
looked and sure enough, the windows were almost white
with moisture. We all talked at Denny's till the sun
finally came up. Lee and I exchanged phone numbers.
With a final kiss good night (Morning), from Lee,
Cindy stuffed me in the car to drive me home. I told
her that I wasn't sure that I was going to forgive her
for putting me on the spot like that. She just
laughed. Go with the flow was her advice.

  Lee actually did call me later that day. We talked
for about 2 hours. I found myself really liking him.
He wanted me to come over to place the following
Friday to meet his roommate and best friend. I agreed
reluctantly. Still felt wrong somehow.


Chapter 2

  I went to Lee's apartment the next Friday. His
roommate was there with his current boyfriend too. The
boyfriend was drop dead gorgeous! Made my heart thump
hard just looking at him. I think his name was Eric. I
can't remember Lee's roommate's name. We did the small
talk thing for a while. Then the roommate left with
his boyfriend.

 Lee and I stayed in the living room talking for what
seemed like hours. He let me know that he had lost his
job this week and wasn't sure what he was going to do
about it yet. He had already started looking for
another one, but it was looking pretty bleak. I told
him that I really didn't care about that. We ended up
having another heavy kissing bout. Finally I put my
hands on his chest and pushed him away. I wasn't ready
to go far yet. He seemed to be pretty disappointed but
didn't push the issue.

  I went home. Had some pretty hard-core dreams that
night. They were full of highly erotic scenes centered
around Lee. I woke up the next day all sweaty. I think
that I might have been falling in love with him a
little. I was not too happy about it. As much as I
like him, I had misgivings. Nothing I could put a
finger on though.

  I called Cindy to see if I could talk it out. She
was supportive but told me little. She absolutely
refused to tell me what she had told Lee when she had
gone over to talk with him at the bar. She advised me
to enjoy the process of getting to know him and to go
with the flow. I gave myself a mental shrug and
accepted that advice. I told her that we had made
plans to play in the pool tournament on Sunday and was
she going? She told me that she and her husband were
taking the kids down to see her parents for the
weekend. They wouldn't make it back in tine for the
tournament, so no, don't expect her. She wanted to be
kept updated on the progress of the relationship
though and to give her a call at work Monday night.

  Cindy had been working nights for a while. We had
gotten in the habit of me calling her at work around
11:00pm. It was slow then and she could talk pretty
freely. We always had a blast. It helped her through
the long nights and we stayed up to date with each
other's lives. Many a secret was passed back and forth
during those late night conversations. Since they are
secrets, I won't give them away. Even though my
friendship with her has ended a long time ago, it just
wouldn't be right to give them to others. Sorry, but
no can do.

  I had Sunday off. I went over to Lee's to pick him
up. He was just coming out of the shower and asked me
to wait for him in his room. It was pretty bare. He
had a bed and a dresser. That's it. There were no
pictures up or anything. Just a lot of empty space. I
sat on his bed and waited for him. The blank walls
just screamed to be stared at. So, I did.

  He came in while still toweling himself down. What a
body! He let the towel fall and stood there. I was
openly staring. Like I said before, he was pretty
sexy. His stomach was flat and he had a barrel chest.
Wide shoulders topped that chest. Not heavily muscled,
but not flabby either. As I went down his body with my
eyes, he laughed. Apparently, having me examine him
like he was a commodity turned him on. He began
aroused quickly. He was cut and about 6 inches. His
ballsack was smooth. He was looking at my crotch while
I was almost drooling over him. It gave him ideas.

  He came and sat on the bed. Then I was kissed like I
have never been kissed before. I thought my brain was
gonna burst or something. While he kissed me, his
fingers played with the waistband of my jeans. Pop
went the top button. Down went the zipper. I wasn't
wearing any underwear that day. He reached into my
pants and set me free. I was already rock hard and
very willing. He pulled my T-shirt off over my head. I
have to say that I was breathing pretty hard by this
point.

  He pulled my pants down to my knees. My hands were
wandering all across his back. At the same time, we
both decided to go for it. Our heads started to bend
at the same time and cracked together at the forehead.
Ouch, that hurt bad. We laughed and changed position.
He leaned over me while pushing me back onto the
mattress. I took him into my mouth while he did the
same to me. Sucking him in, I found that I was
managing not to choke. A first for me. Usually I choke
at some point during a blowjob that I am giving. This
isn't the case nowadays, but it certainly was at that
time. I wrapped my tongue around his shaft and licked.
I am really glad I had my tonsils out when I was 4. I
got him halfway down my throat before I hit his pubic
hair with my nose. I can smell the soap he used during
his shower. It was kinda like after-shave. One of
those designer scented soaps, I guess. Loved it.

  He was sucking at my erection like it was his only
way to live. Seems he had no trouble going down on me,
at all. He would give a slight twist to his head as he
came up. His hand around the base of my shaft was firm
but not painful. I gasped when he let up and began
sucking on my balls. It must have felt weird for him.
I still had him in my mouth when I did that. While he
worked on my balls for a while, I began to lift and
drop his hips with my arms. Lee really got into that.
I could feel tremors running along his entire body.
Mine wasn't exactly still either. He was sucking on me
again with me thrusting my hips up into his face.

  When I began to get too close to exploding in his
mouth, I let him loose and warned him. He released me
from his mouth and jacked me furiously. I did explode
then. Managed to nail him right in his face. While I
was in the throws of short-lived bliss, he came all
over my chest. After we got our breath back, he
reached down and got the towel off of the floor. He
cleaned us both up.

  We still had a few hours till the tournament, so he
told me to rest. I guess I looked pretty wiped out at
that point. I agreed and pulled up my jeans. He told
me to take the bed and he would finish some stuff
around the house. Must have drifted off to sleep.
Suddenly, I was sitting up and feeling really groggy.

  Lee was sitting on the very edge of the bed looking
startled. He had shaken my shoulder to wake me. I had
jumped clear off of the bed and landed sitting up. It
has to do with some things in my past that I will not
go into here. Let's just say that it is not a wise
choice to touch me when I sleep. Fortunately I hadn't
struck out at him in my sleep. I explained what had
happened when my head cleared up a bit. He seemed to
accept what I said and was sympathetic.

  I got my shirt on and we left for the pool
tournament. We didn't do too badly, but we didn't
place either. I didn't care. I met a couple of his
other friends, including one by the name of Marvin. He
was a really nice guy. The evening passed pleasantly
enough. When the bar closed, I drove Lee home. I
kissed him good night and went home myself.

  On Monday night, I called Cindy like I had promised.
She asked about how things had gone. She wanted the
gory details. So I gave them to her. God knows, she
gave me details of her conquests. She and her husband
were planning on a divorce. Anyways, she really
grilled me on how I felt about Lee. I told her I
wasn't quite sure yet, but that I really liked him.
She got quiet and then moved onto other things. I
finally hung up and went to bed myself.


Chapter 3

  Toward the end of the following week, I took Lee to
meet my Mom. I had told her that I was dating someone
again. She wanted to meet him. I have taken a few of
my boyfriends to meet her, but not many. She is very
critical of my choices. I guess that comes from being
an ex-marine Jewish mother. No one is quite good
enough for her eldest. She had even played matchmaker
once. After just a week, she changed her mind about
the guy she had set me up with. Talk about fickle. It
wasn't until I met my husband that she actually
approved of anyone I dated. Not that this had much of
am effect on my dating. I just got lucky that the man
I ended up loving and staying with met her high
standards! Met mine too!

  She was nice enough to Lee. The usual polite
conversation followed. We didn't really stay long. She
did seem to frighten him though. Some of the questions
she asked made him uncomfortable. They had to do with
how he felt about me, in a subtle way. I grant this,
Mom has eagle sight and doesn't miss much. While we
walked to the car, she whispered to me. She wanted me
to be careful with this one. She was troubled about
something, but wouldn't say anything else.

  While I drove us home, Lee startled me. He told me
that my Mom creeped him out. When I asked what he
meant, he refused to answer. I thought about it all
the way to his house. I kept trying to figure out what
was happening between those two. It was almost like a
line in the sand had been drawn right in front of me
while I wasn't looking. It just didn't make sense. Lee
seemed to be deep in thought. I could practically feel
the waves of confusion and doubt washing off of him. I
tried to reassure him that everything was all right.
It didn't work. The more I tried to draw out what was
going on in his head, the more close lipped he got.

  Finally we got to his house. We sat for a while in
the car.  I told him that I was beginning to care for
him. I also said that I was concerned about how he was
feeling. He asked me what I thought he was feeling. So
I told him. I told him that he was falling in love,
but that it was fast for him. That he was confused by
that and was thinking that it might be a good idea to
put the brakes on things for a while. He stared at me
with his mouth hanging open. I had nailed it.

  He sat without saying anything for a few minutes and
then nodded. I smiled and then kissed him good night.
He got out and went upstairs to his apartment. I sat
in my truck watching him go. Once his door closed, I
drove off. I took the long way home to give me time to
think. Something was up. I just had no idea what it
might be. In the past, I had never paid much attention
to what my Mom said about my boyfriends. This time, it
was different. The vibes were off. I just couldn't
place where.

  In the middle of the week, Lee called and asked me
to come over. He sounded upset. I told him I would be
over in about an hour. When I got there, his roommate
left. Eric was also there. Lee gave Eric a strange
look as he left. Now that we were alone, Lee sat us
both on the couch to talk.

  Lee started off by telling me that he still hadn't
found a job. I shrugged. Not much I could say to that.
He then told me that he had decided to move back to
Lompoc with his parents. Lompoc is about fifty miles
above Santa Barbara. Since we were in Riverside, it
meant that he was moving over a hundred and fifty
miles away. I felt like an ice pick was jabbing into
my chest. I took a deep breath and asked if he needed
any help with the move. I offered to drive him up to
Lompoc. I could drop him off and then go visit some
relatives I had in Santa Barbara on the way back.

  He looked a little stunned at my offer. I smiled and
explained. Hey, he had to do what he thought best for
himself. Yeah, I was disappointed, but hey, that's
life. I was filling to be content with the time I had
left with him. He offered to pay for the gas on the
trip. I accepted. We talked for a while longer, and
then I went home. I started crying. It didn't last
long though.


Chapter 4

  The next weekend ended up a complete disaster. It
started off innocently enough but went downhill. We
had decided to go see a movie on Friday night. I can
remember which one. "Point of no Return", with
Bridgett Fonda. I took him to my favorite Chinese
restaurant. My Mom knew the owner.

  Mrs. Wang asked after my Mom. I told her how she was
doing and that all was well. At the mention of my
mother, Lee looked disturbed. I broke off the
conversation with Mrs. Wang and we sat down. After
that, dinner was OK. I couldn't really concentrate on
the food. Kept thinking about the fact that Lee would
be gone in less than three weeks. We didn't talk much
as we ate. That was fine by me. We left to go to the
movie.

  On the drive over something really weird happened.
We had gotten to talking about something totally
inane. I had brought up that most people reminded me
of different types of animals. I mentioned a past
boyfriend that made me think of otters. All playful
and such. Loved swimming too. I hadn't told Lee about
my personal spirituality. We hadn't been dating long
enough. I just told him that I was into shamanism and
left it at that. He had never asked me anything about
it.

  Naturally, he wanted to know what he reminded me of
from the animal kingdom. Duh! Should have known he'd
ask. I thought about it for a while and then answered
him. He reminded me of a cute little raccoon. A bushy
ring-tailed, masked thief of hearts. Lee almost
exploded when I said that. He was really pissed. I
couldn't understand why he was upset. I asked him what
the hell was wrong? He really objected to being called
a thief of any kind. He was absolutely emphatic about
it. Wow! Such a strong reaction. I just shut up and
didn't say anything else until we got to the theater.

  I liked the movie. A lot! He thought it was OK. Lee
wanted to know why I liked it so much. I really didn't
have much of an answer. I really identified with the
choice she had to make at the end of the movie. The
scene where she walks away from the man she loves to
save him. It moved me deeply. Lee blew up again. What
the hell?!? Now what? He would not say anything the
rest of the way to his house. OK. I was puzzled but
left it alone. I asked if he wanted me to go up with
him. He said yes, so up we went.


Chapter 5

  His roommate wasn't home, so we had the place to
ourselves. Lee led me by the hand to his bedroom. He
had rearranged the room so the bed was now in the
exact center. It had been really hot that day and we
both had been perspiring pretty heavily, even though
it was now late. He asked if I wanted to take a shower
with him. Sure, no problem.

  The shower itself was actually uneventful. Lee was
certainly not body shy. We took a shower together but
didn't do much horseplay. It did give us an excuse to
really look at each other to our hearts' content.
Other than that, it was hands off by unspoken
agreement. I finished and got out. He told me that he
would be a while longer. Then I got quite a shock. He
told me that when he finished shaving, he would meet
me in his room. That wasn't the shock. It was where he
said he was shaving. It never occurred to me that the
smoothness of his scrotum wasn't natural. Wow! He has
more cojones than I do. No way is a razor going
anywhere near my nuts!

 I went into his bedroom and laid down on his bed on
my side facing the bathroom. I had left the door open
when I left the bathroom and could see him in the
shower from his bed. It was kind of erotic to watch
him shave himself. He was so slow and careful. Not a
nick or scratch, which only comes with long practice.
When he was done, he rinsed his whole body again and
turned off the water. Stepping out of the shower, he
glanced my way with a smile. He looked really sexy.
Dragging out the moment, he slowly toweled off. He was
perfectly aware of me watching him from his bed.

  When he finished drying off, he wandered into the
bedroom. He just stood there and looked at me. I guess
I was getting the same examination that I had given
him. This was the first time he had seen me completely
nude. He flipped the light switch in the bathroom and
then the only light was from the streetlight outside
his window. He walked around his bed and climbed up
onto it with me. I turned toward him and just waited
to see what would happen.

  He reached out and stroked my chest with a
fingertip. I shivered a little with the sensation it
made. He then drew that finger along my side down my
flank. Goosebumps rose in the wake of that tingling
path. I let my own hand wander around his chest. I
went downward with my hand and grasped him firmly
around his erection. He moved in closer to me and
began to kiss the base of my throat. Sucking hard, I
ended up with a hickey there the next day. While he
was doing it, I also went into spasms. It felt really
good. I usually don't let people near my neck. I seem
to be really sensitive in that region.

  He whispered in my ear that he wanted me to fuck
him. I was willing to oblige by now. He reached out to
the floor next to his side of the bed and picked up a
tube of lube. He squirted out some onto his hand and
got himself ready. He then pumped my erection several
times with his slick hand. Lee turned onto his stomach
and then pulled his knees up under him. He made a
truly tempting target in that position. I got up
behind him and ran my hands over his back. His skin
was so soft. I then dragged my hands down his back to
his ass. The muscles there were taunt from kneeling. I
leaned into him, sliding my tongue up his spine. He
shivered. When I reached his neck, my erection was up
against his nuts. Breathing a little more heavily now,
I teased the target he presented. I let myself slide
up and down the valley his muscles created. He did a
combination of growl and whimper. He told me in a
husky whisper to fuck him. Hey, who am I to say no?

  I placed the tip against his hole and held it there.
I told him to push back with his ass. He paused for a
minute and then began to push back. I really wanted to
see him impale himself on me of his own free will.
When he had the head of my penis only half way in, he
stopped for a second. After that pause, he shoved back
hard. It popped right in then. He gasped and went
still yet again. I held perfectly still and waited for
him to relax those really tight ass muscles of his.
After a while I could feel him loosen up slightly. I
began to push forward into him now. It felt great.
Once I reached his balls with mine he let his knees
move further apart. This maneuver dropped us lower and
lower. Once he was lying flat on the mattress, he
wiggled, causing his erection to rub against the bed.

  I began to move back out now. I picked up speed and
rhythm. His ass was tight and hot around my impaling
shaft. His internal muscles began to grip me on the in
strokes. Nobody had ever done that to me before. What
an amazing feeling it caused. He was moaning as I
really began pounding into him. The force of my body
slamming into him moved his torso upwards. Since he
was lying flat now, his penis was probably getting
friction burn from the sheet on the bed. Meanwhile,
the pressure inside my nuts was building an unbearable
point. I tired to hold back as long as I could. When
it just wasn't possible any more, I let go and
exploded into the furthest reaches of his ass. I kept
slamming into him. He was gasping as this happened. I
slowed down and then stopped, still buried deep in
him. When I had gone down to semi-hard, I pulled out
of him. That sensation was also pretty damn good. It
almost hurt.

  He had not shot his load when I did and I knew that
I wanted him to fuck me. I told him to go for it. I
too went down on my stomach and raised my ass
slightly. Instead of immediately reaching for the
lube, he buried his face in my upraised ass. His
tongue licked circles around the opening. Then he
gently and patiently began to probe inward. I released
the muscles and let him in. It felt weird. He was the
first person to do this and I was unsure what it
entailed. The sensations began to build within me. He
kept it going for minutes at a time before coming out
for air and then his breath on that region of skin
tingled.

  When he finally tired of that game, he started the
next. He put some lube on his hands and went to work
on me. He placed one finger in me. Then he rocked it
back and forth a small ways. Suddenly, he plunged into
me until his thumb rested against my tailbone. I could
feel his finger run along my prostate. I immediately
got hard again. Then he slipped in a second finger. It
felt tight now. Still made me jump though. After a
time, a third finger joined the others. Now it hurt. I
think I actually squeaked from the back of my throat.
He let his fingers rest for a bit and then began
moving them again. After a few minutes of this he
pulled them all out. Something else replaced them.
Something quite a bit larger than 3 fingers. He went
slowly with me. As gently as he could, he pushed
forward and down into my ass. Then he stopped when
half of him was in me.

  He just rested a moment. I think to give me time to
adjust. With seconds, the pain was gone. I lifted my
hips a bit and shoved hard back into him. I was
astonished at how he felt inside of me. It was great!
I could feel my entire body heating up, especially my
face and neck. Waves tingled out from my insides as he
began to furiously pound away at my ass. I braced
myself on my elbows and kept pace with him. I quickly
got the pattern down. With the motion I added to his,
it was like getting fucked extra hard. I lost track of
time from this point on. It went on forever. I wanted
it to.

  I reached up between my legs and cupped his balls in
my hand as he impacted on my butt. It drove him wild.
After a while, I stopped and began to stroke myself in
time with his pounding. Within minutes, I was spraying
all over his sheets, my stomach and chest too. My
release had tightened me around his shaft and he blew
his wad right after mine. He pumped in and out a few
more times then collapsed onto my back. I was as tired
as he was. Down I went, straight into my own cum. Heh
heh, I flipped myself over and he fell on his side.

  We just lay there for a while to catch our breath. I
got up off of the bed to get cleaned up. I took
another shower while he stayed on the bed and watched.
I guess he was thinking about something. When I got
out, he took one himself. I got dressed and waited for
him to finish. When he finally came out, he pulled on
a pair of pants and a shirt. We went back into the
living room. The final set up for the game he was
playing was about to come. I just didn't have all the
pieces yet or even realize I was in a game.

To be continued...
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I will finish this story in part 2. My plan is to
write about the various mental games I have
encountered with various people. Each story will have
it's own sub-name under the Mental Games People Play
title. If you think it is worth continuing with
additional stories, email me at VanyelAshkev@aol.com