Date: Fri, 28 Dec 2001 16:04:31 EST
From: Draginacht@aol.com
Subject: Fantasies For Life 03

Disclaimer: The following is a work of fiction and any resemblance to real
people or events is purely coincidental.  The story contains graphic
descriptions of sex between men. Anyone who is forbidden by law to read such
material must stop now.  This story is being posted to the Nifty Archive
solely for the enjoyment of its readers.

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Chris is finally able to sit down to his computer for the first time in over
three weeks. The move to his new apartment was not without problems. However,
he is 'in' and it feels comfortable. It is a nice, three bedroom, two baths,
living room, dining room and small kitchen. He uses the small bedroom as his
office/den, which can also be put into service as another guestroom. After
reading through the first two chapters and making some changes, Chris is
ready to begin the Chapter 3.

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Fantasies For Life: Chapter 3

Shortly after school let out for the summer Rick learned that Todd's dad had
taken a job in a town about 30 miles away and the family had moved. Sadly
Rick accepted his loss and reasoned he was probably lucky that Todd had so
far kept their secret. There was hardly any way he could expose Rick without
exposing himself so Rick allowed himself to feel secure.

One evening in early August Rick and his sister were watching TV in the front
room of the house when he heard a knock at the screen door. Due to low light
conditions he was not able to see who it was so he got out of his chair and
walked to the door.

"Hi." It was Todd. 'What is he doing here?' Rick thought as his pulse
quickened. He opened the screen door and walked out onto the porch.

"Hi yourself." Rick said, not knowing whether to offer Todd his hand or hug
him. Then he noticed a 2-door car parked at the curb with two hot looking
boys beside it, one leaning against the car and the other leaning against the
open car door.

"Bill and Joe and I are out riding around and I thought you might like to
join us." Todd said. An alarm went off in Rick's head. It was only a few
months ago that Todd fucked him then shunned him and moved out of town. Now
he drives 30 miles with two guys Rick never met just to ask him to go riding
with them. Had Todd been alone he would have jumped at the chance.

"Sorry, Todd. I can't go with you." Rick lied as apologetically as he could.
"I promised my parents I'd stay home until they got back."

"Oooh, come on." Todd said quietly. "We can have lots of fun...like we used
to. You know what I mean." Todd sighed quietly with a grin. The last words
were a statement that said 'lets go suck and fuck.' The image of a gangbang
flashed in his head. Those two guys began to look like spiders and he was
their fly. If Rick got into the back seat of that 2-door car, he would be
trapped.

"Todd..." Rick looked at him and with sadness in his voice he quietly said,
"I don't do that any more." Rick had reached a major turning point in his
life. Instantly he had resolved to not be a "queer." He wanted to be "normal."

They stood looking at each other, a stare-down, for almost a minute. Finally
Todd said, "okay, see you." With that he was down the steps and into the car
with his buddies. Rick could hear Todd talking to them; he suspected Todd was
trying to come up with some reason why Rick wasn't joining them. They drove
away. Later that night Rick concluded Todd was trying to impress some new
friends and probably bragged he knew someone who would give them blowjobs, or
better, let them fuck him. The thought of having sex with some stranger was a
total turnoff. Rick didn't need sex that badly. What he really wanted was
friendship. He decided then and there he would not have sex with anyone, man
or woman, who he did not love or, at least, like as a friend. One of Rick's
good friends at school had just committed to the priesthood and that meant
celibacy. If Dan could do that, Rick thought, so could he. He always had Mrs.
Thumb and her four daughters, as one of his uncles once said in an attempt to
embarrass him.

After Rick turned that corner in his life, big changes occurred. He became
active in school class projects, joined the drama club, was invited to join a
male social club and began dating girls. He wanted to be normal and he was.
He also hit the books hard and got his grades up and qualified for college.
His first year at college was a blast and he had the grades to prove it. He
wasn't invited back for a sophomore year. The summer after his first (and
maybe last) year at college gave him the opportunity to evaluate his life and
his possible future. Rick did not like the future he saw in staying in his
hometown in a low-end job like pumping gas or bagging groceries. One
afternoon he checked out the military recruiters. Because he had been in Air
Force ROTC at college and liked it, he enlisted in the Air Force, said
good-bye to his parents and launched a new adventure.

Air Force basic training was interesting, to say the least. Rick found
himself in a group of men from all over the country. Polocks from Chicago,
rednecks from Alabama, Blacks from Harlem, hayseed farm boys from Kansas.
There was even a young man from Costa Rica. And all of them were interesting
and insecure and friendly. They were all young and most were really hot
looking. Rick had a constant supply of male objects to fantasize over while
jerking off. Rick's one year of college and the ROTC experience made him
stand out like a soar thumb. His desire had been to blend in, become
invisible.  Within a few days the drill sergeant made him a squad leader. So
much for invisibility.

Things went okay for about two weeks when one evening, after lights out, he
heard a commotion about four bunks away. Four guys were holding a blanket
stretched tight over a bunk and four other guys were using shoes and boots to
pound some unfortunate soul under the blanket. The victim was yelling for
them to stop. On some kind of silent signal the eight guys stopped their
beating and scurried back to their own bunks. The bay was quiet except for
soft sobbing coming from beneath a blanket on one of the bunks.

A couple days later Rick found a quiet shady spot by a tree and sat down for
a smoke. Moments later he was joined by Daryll, one of the black guys from
Harlem who was the object of the blanket party two nights earlier.

"Hey Daryll, pull up a tree and have a seat." Rick wasn't exactly one of
Daryll's close friends but he offered him a cigarette to be polite.

"Thanks." That was all Daryll said as he sat down. They sat quietly for
several minutes blowing smoke into the air.

"Were you in on the party?" Daryll finally asked, staring off into the
distance.

Rick, also staring off onto the distance, hesitated just long enough to make
an impression before he spoke. "No."

"You know who was?"

Again Rick hesitated. "No."

"Would you tell if you knew?"

Rick looked at Daryll and said, "No."

"You don't know much, do you?"

"You gotta ask the right questions." Rick replied.

"Like what?"

"Like, why?" Rick sure wasn't making this easy for Daryll.

"Okay, why?"

"If I tell ya, you gonna take it out on me?" Rick was intentionally trying to
speak at a less educated level so as not to sound like a superior snob.

"I got no beef with you."

Rick took a puff on his cigarette, blew a column of smoke into the air and
looked at his inquisitor. "Daryll, you're an okay guy. I got no beef with you
either. Some times the guys get pissed at your attitude."

"Whata ya mean?"

"Well...You're not very easy to get along with sometimes. Frankly, sometimes
you can be a real prick. I think the guys would like a lot more cooperation
than they been gettin'. Ease up. Go along to get along. You're a likable guy
and I've seen a good sense of humor but you seem to try to hide it. Nobody
expects you to change your personality but maybe you could start emphasizing
some of the more friendly parts." Rick stopped talking and remained silent
for a couple of minutes then Daryll stood up. He turned to look at Rick and
extended his hand.

"Thanks for bein' straight with me. Aren't many guys would tell me what you
just did." They shook hands and Daryll started to walked off.

"Daryll?" Rick asked.

"Yeah?" Daryll stopped and turned to look at Rick.

"Why'd you ask me? Why not one of your buddies?"

"I've been watchin' you. Hell, I've been watchin' everybody since the
'party'. I've always been a good judge of people and you looked like someone
I could trust. My buds will tell me what they think I wanta hear. You didn't.
I was right. Again." Daryll smiled at himself, turned again and walked away

Rick's hand began to tremble slightly. He'd never tried to fuck with a guyâ^À^Ùs
mind like that before and was nervous about what he had done. He just hoped
he had done the right thing.

The following Saturday evening Rick returned to the barracks about thirty
minutes before lights out and heard a ruckus in the latrine, no, the shower.
This time, four of the guys were holding one guy against the wall of the
shower while two other guys scrubbed him with hard bristle brushes. His skin
was kind of reddish in places like they had done a real thorough job. Rick
noted the guy getting the shower was the one everyone could smell a mile away
and some of the men had apparently taken things into their own hands.
Whatever the guy's reasons for not showering often, that shower party changed
them. Problem solved. Communal living requires certain standards of hygiene
and that involves sacrifices to privacy.

Rick completed basic training and was sent to a technical school. Daryll
wound up at the same school and caused a stir when he requested Rick for a
roommate. That just wasn't done and the commander was even more surprised
when Rick agreed but he approved it. They got along well. Daryll was quite
intelligent but he needed the kind of help that Rick could provide. They had
plenty of time to talk about their differences. Rick gave Daryll a better
understanding of white culture and Daryll returned the favor. They talked a
lot about their families and speculated about their futures. Rick continued
to struggle with his attraction to men but surprisingly that didn't seem to
be a problem with Daryll. They saw each other naked every day and Rick could
see Daryll's enormous cock. He estimated it must have been at least seven
inches long, and that was soft. Rick couldn't even imagine it's erect size.
But Daryll was so obviously straight Rick never developed any erotic physical
attraction for him. He was just a good friend.

Rick's next assignment was to Italy while Daryll went to Japan. They
continued to correspond for several years. Rick adjusted rapidly in his new
assignment. In less than one week he was assigned to a shift and two
roommates; a boy from California and a boy from Arkansas. They got along well
but the boy from Arkansas was so attractive, the living arrange would
challenge Rick's self control. The first weekend after Rick moved in, his
roommates announced it was time for him to get initiated. They took him to
town for dinner then showed him around. As they walked down a street they
stopped in front of a house and rang the bell.

"What place is this?" Rick asked.

"You'll see." Roger said as the door opened. An older woman stood looking
down at them.

"Can I help you boys?" The woman spoke with a thick Italian accent. But of
course! Rick was in Italy.

"Yeah, Maria. This here's Rick. Just arrived. Time for him to get to know his
way around." Ron said.

"I see!" Maria replied excitedly. "Come in. Come in. Such a handsome man. I
know exactly what he needs." Maria said as they walked into the parlor and
sat down. Maria left the room leaving the three boys alone for a few minutes.

"Okay guys, is this what I think it is?" Before he got an answer Maria
entered the room with a young woman on her arm. Rick's manors took over and
he stood to greet the ladies. Roger and Ron remained sitting and Rick began
to feel embarrassed for some crazy reason.

"Mr. Rick, this is Contessa. I know she will be good for you." And Maria
placed Contessa's arm inside Rick's. She was at least a foot shorter than
Rick. Contessa looked up at Rick and smiled.

"Come with me." She invited and began pulling on Rick's arm.

"Hear! You'll need this." Roger said as he tossed a small object to Rick.
With quick reflexes Rick caught the object and looked at it. A condom. Rick
was already nervous and now his stomach was filled with butterflies. His
field of vision narrowed and he could only see what was directly in front of
him as Contessa lead him down the hall and into a small, softly lit room with
nothing but a bed and a bed table. Contessa was talking to him as she
unbuckled his belt, unzipped his pants, unbuttoned and removed his shirt,
helped him lift his T-shirt over his head, turned him around and made him sit
on the bed and removed his shoes and pants. Rick was in a fog. He hadn't
understood one thing Contessa said even though she was speaking English. 'Oh
god. Can I do this?' Rick thought. He wasn't hard and he probably should have
been. 'If I can't get hard I can't complete the act. I'll be discovered!'
Contessa removed her dress and was completely naked. 'Nice body.' Rick
thought. Contessa pushed him down on the bed with his head on the pillow then
she removed his shorts. The coolness of the poorly heated room reached his
genitals and they began to respond. Contessa lay beside him and kissed his
smooth chest then added more kisses as she moved down his abdomen. The closer
she got to Rick's cock the harder he got. He gasped when she took him into
her mouth. Now he was really hard.

"You have nice body. And nice big cock. Come, you make love to me." Contessa
said as she lay down next to Rick and urged him to get on top of her. Rick
was so nervous he was shaking. Was it because he was about to fuck his first
pussy or was it because his first fuck was going to be with a girl, not a
man. Would this "cure" him?

"Wait!" Rick exclaimed as he grabbed his pants and found the condom. He was
fumbling with opening the package when Contessa took it from him and opened
it with ease. She rolled the condom onto his now rock hard poll and he was
ready. Positioned between Contessa's wide spread legs he got his first look
at a real pussy. He wasn't sure what to think. There was no reaction. As he
watched, Contessa took hold of his penis and pulled him to her, placing the
tip against her opening. She smiled and held out her arms as a symbol
welcoming him inside. He pushed. His cock began to slide inside this woman.
It was warm, then it was hot. Rick couldn't breathe for a few moments.
Instinctively he began to thrust and withdraw, thrust and withdraw. Contessa
was talking again. She was moaning and saying how good he was and telling him
to go faster and harder. But Rick was lost in the primal act of copulation,
fucking for the first time in his life. Needless to say, he didn't last long.
He was disappointed and embarrassed that he couldn't go longer. Later, when
he would look back on this event he would realize he did exactly what
Contessa wanted him to do, get off quickly. That way she was more quickly
available for her next customer. The more customers, the more money. His
orgasm was the most intense he had experienced until then, much better than
his palm. He remembered hearing himself shout, almost scream and then he
collapsed on top of Contessa. His head was spinning. It took him a few
minutes to come down from the high of his first fucking orgasm. When he did,
he realized Contessa was trying to get him to move off her so she could
breathe. He was really crushing her. After regaining his senses he sat on the
edge of the bed as Contessa removed the condom and began washing his
genitals. He just sat and watched. He didn't get hard. He thought it strange
having someone else washing his penis and testicles. The first complete
cogent thought that entered his mind was, 'That was good, maybe this has
cured me. Maybe I'm not a queer after all.' Still in a fog, Rick dressed and
Contessa escorted him back to the parlor. Roger and Roy were not there. He
wandered if they had deserted him, he didn't know how to get back to the
base. Maria came in and said the boys would be back soon. Rick realized how
foolish he was. Of course, they were getting laid also. Soon Roy entered the
parlor and Rick's earlier thoughts of being cured were dashed. One look at
that killer smile on Roy's face and Rick knew he was lost. He felt a stirring
in his groin and knew nothing would cure him.

Over time, Rick adjusted and became comfortable in his environment. He would
occasionally go to town with the gang and get laid like a good heterosexual.
It did provide a much-needed release. Rick managed to get a part time job as
a lifeguard at the base beech. That gave him some extra money that he saved.
Roy's tour was up first and then Roger's. At the end of eighteen months, Rick
took an assignment to the other side of the world, Taiwan. He hoped he might
get a chance to see Daryll. Then he learned Daryll was headed to Germany.
Well, that's the way it works when you are in the military.

With his experiences in Italy under his belt, a more mature Rick settled into
his new assignment with ease. With the money he saved from his life guard
duty he was able to buy an old car from a guy who was leaving for another
assignment. He began to think about life after his enlistment and knew he
would be handicapped without the college degree he failed to get. When he
heard about college extension courses being offered by a reputable U.S.
university, he sign up quickly. The courses were offered two nights a week
and it fit his schedule like a glove. There were about fifteen students the
first evening. All men except for two very attractive young women. By now
Rick had learned to appreciate women. Not to be insulting, but he found them
to be interesting to be with and talk to and the sex wasn't bad either. After
class he cautiously watched to see if anyone made a move on the two young
women. Only one guy, an attractive one at that, made an effort to talk to
them so Rick sidled up and joined the conversation. No attempt was made to
pair up, they were just four people. The other guy was a sailor named Glenn
and he proposed they go to one of the clubs to talk and have a drink. The
girls said they weren't allowed to do that and had to get a taxi home. That's
when Rick spoke up and offered them a ride. They were most impressed that he
had a car and accepted. Glenn joined Rick and they escorted the ladies home.
Rick noticed with interest how the ladies paired off as they got into the
car. Karen, the one Glenn seemed to be interested in sat in the back with him
and Pat, the one Rick had an eye for joined him in the front seat. All four
had gone to college for a year. The gals were the same age and both guys were
two years older. In the following months the four became two couples. There
was obviously more going on between Glenn and Karen than between Rick and Pat
but it was all under the surface. The four seemed to be together all the
time, going places and doing things. It was a great time.

Rick began to see the need for more income so when he saw a notice for a head
lifeguard job, he inquired. The military had a recreation beach and needed
someone to watch over it on the weekends. They offered him a jeep with a
Chinese driver. He would go out each Saturday and Sunday morning and return
at sundown. Rick accepted and was rather surprised they hired him so quickly.
About three months later, after Rick's routine was set, the girls organized a
picnic. Rick let Glenn drive his car and they joined him at the beach,
arriving at about 10:30. It was an hour's drive from town. Because Rick was
officially on duty he didn't join their fun in the surf. He would have to
wait until lunchtime before he got a brake. He watched as his three friends
played like children in the waves until he noticed they seemed to be moving
farther away. Rick immediately sensed they were caught in a rip tide. They
were being carried parallel to the shore and might eventually be far out into
the bay. He stood up and headed into the water. Not until Glenn saw Rick
start into the water did he too realized they might be in trouble. Glenn told
the girls to swim to shore but when they tried they made no progress. Glenn
tried to help each of the ladies but they were beginning to get tired. At
that moment Rick arrived and took Pat's hand. He told Glenn to help Karen and
follow him. He told them to swim with the current while gradually working
their way toward the shore. It took about ten minutes before they were able
to put their feet down, stand on the sandy bottom and walk out of the water.
Once on dry land they collapsed and caught their breath. Ignoring what just
happened, they proceeded to enjoy their picnic. At about 2:30, Glenn, Karen
and Pat packed all the equipment in the car and drove back to town telling
Rick they'd see him when he got back.

Rick spent the rest of the afternoon pondering the seriousness of what had
happened and was emotionally moved when he realized how much he cared for his
three friends. Yes, he was doing his job but there was more to it. He
returned to the hostel that evening much in need of a shower. He walked into
his room and pushed the door closed behind him but he didn't hear it close.
When he turned around Glenn was standing there staring at him. Glenn closed
the door, walked over to Rick, wrapped his arms around him and hugged
tightly. Rick could hear Glenn breathing rapidly and deeply.

"I owe you." Glenn said softly into Rick's ear. "You saved my life today. You
save three lives today. We talked about it on the drive home. We love you. I
love you. I'll always remember." Rick hardly knew what to say. He hadn't
thought of it in those terms, saving a life. While Glenn had been talking,
Rick naturally let his arms wrap around Glenn. It felt soooo good. He could
feel Glenn's heart beating heavily in his chest. He could smell Glenn and it
was the most pleasant scent he could ever remember. Blood began to rush into
his penis. Using his hands he pushed on Glenn's sides and held him at arm's
length. Glenn wasn't crying but there was water in his eyes.

"Hey, Glenn. Thanks for the complement but please try not to read too much
into what happened today. That's why I was there. That's my job." Glenn
wrapped him in an embrace again.

"No man, you were great. Really." Now Rick really had to brake the hug. His
erection was beginning to get out of control. And why shouldn't it. At 6' 2"
and 175 lb., Glenn was exceptionally handsome. His blond hair, blue eyes and
fair skin, broad shoulders, narrow waist and hips were a great turn-on. Add
to all that his great smile and jovial personality and Rick was overwhelmed.
They parted and Rick quickly turned around.

"Give me a few minutes for a shower and we'll go pick up the girls."

"Well...there's been a change of plans. The ladies were kind of exhausted by
what happened and changed their minds about going out tonight."

"Oh...okay. Have you had dinner? I'm hungry." Rick asked.

"No, I haven't eaten, but I know a good Chinese place." They both laughed
vigorously at that one. In Taiwan every restaurant is a Chinese place. In the
shower, Rick got himself off quickly thinking about fondling Glenn's
equipment. They went to one of the military clubs for dinner and sat quietly
talking. For the first time they were sharing personal information, really
getting to know one another. Although they already considered themselves
friends, this was the beginning of a true friendship between two men. Each
seemed to sense a firm bond forming. There was a certain level of trust that
each felt with the other.

One evening on the way back to the girlâ^À^Ùs houses after dinner and dancing,
Rick could hear Karen and Glenn moving around in the back seat. Then he heard
Karen say "NO!" A quiet argument ensued. Rick dropped them in front of
Karen's house.

"Shall I pick you up in a little while?" He asked Glenn.

"No." Glenn replied. "YES!" Karen said at the same time.

"I'll be back in fifteen minutes." Rick stated. When he got to Pat's house
they sat and kissed for a while.

"You'd better go get Glenn." Pat said. "Something's going on and I can guess
what it is." The whole time they had known each other, Rick and Pat had
enjoyed petting but they were careful not to go too far. This was not the
time or place in their lives for that. Perhaps when they were back in the
States and circumstances were more normal they might reconsider.

When Rick drove up to Karen's house, Glenn was sitting alone on the front
steps. He stood up, walked to the car and got in. He just stared
straight-ahead not saying a word. Rick didn't move. The car engine was
running but the transmission was in park.

"You know where I want to go?" Glenn finally asked.

"Something tells me it's not home." Rick replied.

"If you're with me, start driving. I'll tell you where to turn." Rick put the
transmission in D and pulled away from the curb. Soon they were on the main
highway going out of town and Rick knew the only thing of interest in that
direction was the 'resort' area. Following Glenn's directions, he pulled up
and stopped in front of the best brothel at the resort. He had been there
before. "I'm buyin' so knock yourself out." Glenn said as they walked up the
steps. Rick knew that at that hour all the 'ladies' would have already
serviced several customers and they might be out of luck. Finally, the madam
brought out two nice looking young women and Glenn took one by the hand. If
Rick wanted to get laid he had only one choice. They walked down the hall and
went into rooms directly across the hall from each other. When Rick looked
around the room he was pleasantly surprised. He hadn't seen this one before.
The walls and ceiling were all mirrors. This was going to be fun. After
getting undressed Rick and his partner lay quietly for a while as they slowly
slid their hands over each other's bodies. It was very sensually stimulating.
Just as Rick was preparing to mount up, the door burst open and in marched
Glenn, his eight inch, condom covered erection sticking out in front of him
with his partner in tow.

"Make room! We're gonna be a 'fucking' team!" Glenn ordered with laughter in
his voice as he almost threw his partner on the bed and climbed between her
legs. Although Rick was startled at first he recovered quickly and got into
position chuckling all the time. When he looked in the mirror at the head of
the bed he could see directly down between his and Glenn's partners and see
their cocks lined up ready for penetration. This was visual stimulation like
he could not imagine. As Glenn began to penetrate so did Rick. When Glenn
withdrew, so did Rick. They matched each other thrust for thrust. This whole
crazy situation made Rick harder than he had ever been before. He was
mesmerized as he watched Glenn's steel shaft slide in and out of his 'lady.'
Rather than shooting his load due to over stimulation, the whole scene seemed
to increase Rick's endurance. As Glenn increased speed, Rick matched him.
This was a contest to see who could fuck the hardest, the fastest, the
longest. In retrospect, Rick marveled that the bed didn't collapse.

Finally Glenn let out a loud "Haaaa! Ahhhhhh! Shiiiit!  Fuuuuuck! Ohhh!" He
collapsed on top of his whore and was quiet. Rick's orgasm seemed to be
directly connected to Glenn's because seconds after Glenn let go so did Rick.
His wasn't quite as impressive but it was still awesome. The 'ladies' got
them out of the bed and into the waiting tub of hot water and washed their
genitals. Glenn and Rick dressed quickly and left. 'No porno flick can ever
top that.' Rick thought. He also realized that the entire time he was more
sexually excited by watching Glenn's cock and fantasizing about the erotic
sensations Glenn was feeling through that cock and witnessing Glenn's orgasm
than he was by any thing else. Not one word was spoken on the drive home.
And, it was never mentioned any time in the future. Ever! It was something
they shared that needed no further comment. That one erotic fantasy would
dominate all others for many years to come.

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Chris can't continue any longer; he must stop here because of pressing
personal conflicts. Before closing, he reviews all three chapters. So far, he
is pleased with how well the pieces of his story are coming together but has
to make some minor modifications in the first two chapters so characters and
events flow better. In Chapter 4 Rick is going to have to deal with some of
his past before focusing on the future.