NYCX23: 2006-12-03

I awoke one morning after a sleepless night, or it seemed that way. I kept thinking of a guy I had met at the local pub last evening. He wasn’t that big, good looking or anything. Just an average Joe, sitting alongside of me at the bar, and we had struck up a conversation while drinking a couple of beers. He said he lived alone, like me, and he got lonesome from time to time and would come over to “Charles”, the place we were at and have a beer or two, sometimes three or more. We got along fine and that night we had “Four or more”. Talked about everything it seemed, from work to sports to sex, just touching on all subjects, had a good time. His name was Jim and I sure did like being with him, we had a lot of fun, a good time.

Let me tell you something about myself though. I am 18 years old, blonde hair and fair of skin, shave twice a week and that’s once to often, work at a local restaurant as a waiter and live pretty poorly in a local apartment. Have never had many, or any, friends and “sex life” is I jack off whenever I feel like it. Exciting? No! Lonely? Yes! So whenever I meet someone new I kind of think about them quite a bit.

It was about a week later, when I was back at the bar, when we met again. Jim seemed happier to see me than I was he. We both broke out in big smiles, pats on the back and short hugs. “Hey did you miss me?” I asked and he told me about half as much as I did him. We sat there for quite a while before I just invited him over to my place, I told him we would have to stop and get some beer first and that was fine with Jim, so off we went.

After we got inside, we chatted and drank beer for a while when Jim said he had really been lonely without me. I told him I felt the same…and Jim kissed me!! And I didn’t mind at all…no, not at all. I kind of enjoyed it, in fact. Jim said he surprised himself doing that, but I asked him to do it again, he did, I held him and kissed him back…hard, with my mouth open, and tongue inside his mouth tasting him, loving him. I could feel his manhood pushing against me and I pushed back with mine. We were both hard!!

Ummm I said, “ This is different, nice…but different”, Jim laughed and we sat down and poured ourselves another beer. “Stay here tonight Jim, I really want you to, I couldn’t stand us not being together tonight.” Jim said okay. That started us, exploring each other, kissing, feeling… just plain downright loving each other. We finally climbed into bed about two am, with me on top of Jim and my lips on his mouth, and hand on his cock. It was hard and my thumb could feel the leaking of his precum. I put it in my mouth and tasted Jim. Soon I went to his chest and nipples before I finally dropped my head to his cock. I kissed his tip and sucked it gently about to love all of him when Jim said, “No, that’s enough—no--stop, now.” And of course I did, not understanding but I did.

Jim pulled up and began dressing in a quick and reckless manner. “What’s wrong Jim, hadn’t we decided this was right for us?” I asked.

Jim nodded and said, “Yeah I guess we did, but I guess I kind of changed my mind, just don’t want this to happen, hope you will just forget about me, but I have got to go… sorry”. With that Jim was gone. Hurt? You better believe it. Sorry I had done this? No, no way. I guess I had found me…found myself, found out who I was and what I was. Yes, I wanted Jim, but I think I wanted his cock, his manhood more. So be it--that is what I am.

Months went by, I was still alone in my little apartment, still lonely, not doing anything to pursue my “Gayhood”, just going to work, eating etc. All the regular junk we do to stay alive and sane. I did buy a computer though and found some talk buddies, many like me “Online”. One of these guys wanted me to meet him and spend a weekend on him at his house. I agreed and went to his place about an hour away from my apartment. At his place, which was pretty big, he met me with a hug and a kiss, saying he wasn’t sure I would come and was real glad that I did. He was a big guy about four inches taller than me, was pretty hairy. I could see this as he was wearing only a robe. His chest was hairy down to his crotch, which was very hairy and curly, not like me as I still was practically hairless. My blonde hair and his thick black hair contrasted with each other, but he was a handsome dude. He was maybe three years older than I and built like a brick shithouse, you might say.

We drank a couple of beers as he removed all of my clothing; I allowed him very willingly and managed to get rid of his robe while he had me naked. In an hour or so we were just as we were on the “web”, two horny guys playing together. His name was Mike and he could get a little rough sometimes. In my mouth he sucked hard, licked hard, sometimes actually hurting me. The same with my nipples, which he really loved, but I had to stop him two or three times as he was sucking too hard or biting them deeply My cock was leaking much, which I enjoyed, and so was Mike’s. I tasted him and my fingers were going to my mouth and the tip of his cock pretty quickly. “ Upstairs, we gotta go upstairs before we pop.” Mike said.

“MMMMMMMMM” I answered let’s go, and I grabbed Mikes cock and led him to the steps, “You gotta show me where Mike, I don’t know this house” I said and Mike grinned and said he would.

We went into a room that looked like a dungeon, it was Mike’s playroom and I was his playmate, whether I wanted to be or not. Chained? Immediately--wrists and ankles. Neck bracelet that was studded and had rings all around it went on my chained body next, a kiss followed, a nice kiss with Mike tasting me and licking and sucking me. Then my cock and balls were put in a leather harness that was tight fitting, it wrapped around my balls and had small spikes protruding from it, my cock which was like a rock when he started was wrapped so it could not go down. It remained erect and would stay that way. --> continue reading the story here