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Tales from Gledhill House

Auto,
"True Confessions" are seldom disappointing.
The emotion that comes with the telling power the tale all the more!
 
Chapter Four

George when asked said that he did not really have much to tell. He was late onto the gay scene having hidden his interest in men for the whole of his early life. It was when Scott took him off on the trail of Andy and Nate to the weekend at the Moonshine Resort that he finally came out and lost his virginity to Scott. ‘I did go to a bathhouse in San Francisco on one occasion. There was the predictable gathering of guys cruising and I did hook up with one, He was an Italian type, dark hair with a slender hairy body. We gave each other head but he professed to being a top and I did not relish the prospect of his rather larger than normal cock stretching my ass, so we went our separate ways. I guess I am not overly sexed really. Scott and I have had a very satisfactory monogamous relationship. Sorry to disappoint you guys.’

‘I can remember Giles from that weekend, of course,’ Andy said, ‘but Nate told me that he never made any reference to it when they met again at the officer academy.’

‘What about you, Tom?’ Scott asked. ‘You have told us how you saved Andy from a fate worse than death. Surely you have had a sexual adventure?’

‘Well there was one that could be worth the telling,’ Tom replied. ‘Something of a contrast to Andy’s desert escapade as it took place in the snows of Alaska.’

‘Hey, you have never told me about that,’ Andy exclaimed. ‘What were you doing in Alaska?’

‘Joe Pasco had been my roommate in college and we happened to meet at a mutual friend’s wedding. By now he was working for an oil company and was going to Alaska the following week to carry out an inspection of some of the plant – he was an engineer by the way. I happened to say that I had always wanted to go to Alaska and to my surprise he said I could go along with him. It seemed that he would be flying up to the plant site by private plane and the company was happy for him to take a guest with him. We agreed to meet the next day when Joe would give me further information and tell me what I would need to pack.

I always enjoy flying and to actually fly by private jet was quite an experience. Joe was used to it and must have thought I was like a big kid I was so excited by it. When we arrived at the drill site I was made to feel at home by the guys there and Joe gave me a quick tour. He left me in the recreation area used by the guys who worked the plant while he went to talk to the site manager. After a while he came back and said the he would have to go some distance the next day to check out a problem that was affecting a pump station along the oil pipe line.
“I’m sorry but I will have to leave you behind as there is a potential hazard and non-company personnel cannot go to such problem areas, something to do with the company’s insurance arrangements,’ Joe explained. ‘However, you need not be bored. Con, one of the guys will be free tomorrow and he will take you up to see a glacier. It’s a place that is included on the tours from many of the cruises that come up here, so it will be quite safe for you to go there.”

So, next morning I was introduced to Con. His full name was Conrad Connor, an unusual combination. I have no idea whether Con was an abbreviation of his first or second name. He was a slightly built guy with an unruly mop of black hair and a goatee beard. He had remarkably blue eyes and white teeth that gleamed so when he smiled that he could have starred in a tooth paste ad. I felt an immediate attraction to him and we were soon chatting as though we had known each other for ever. We took a four by four and drove off to the glacier which was high above the level of the plant.

‘Not been this way before then?’ Con said.

‘No, it’s all new to me,’ I replied.

‘We are lucky today, the weather is being kind but like all mountainous regions it can change quickly, we just have to hope it stays like this,’ Con told me. I could not be sure how long or how far our journey took us but the landscape was fascinating and I lost track of the time. The glacier was awe inspiring and we stepped out form the vehicle and climbed up onto the ice for a better view. After a time, the sky grew dark.

‘Looks like a storm is brewing,’ Con said. ‘We had better head back.’ By the time we reached the vehicle it was snowing hard and visibility was virtually nil. Con led me in the direction of a log cabin. ‘This is here to provide shelter for anyone caught in a storm like this,’ he said. ‘We shall be safe here until it blows over.’

The cabin was sparsely furnished but there was a log burning stove and we soon had a fire that warmed up the small space. A locker contained packs of emergency food and cans of soup so we did not go hungry. The storm showed no signs of abating and Con said we should settle down for the night. Another locker contained sleeping bags and a couple of folding camp beds.

“It can get pretty cold up here at night,” Con said as we set the beds up. “I suggest that we put the two beds together and if you agree, we can link the sleeping bags also. That way we can keep each other warm.” What he said seemed to make sense, so I agreed.

‘Probably best if we slept in our clothes then,’ I replied.

‘Aw... no need for that we’ll be plenty warm enough in our underwear,’ Con answered.

So that is how we ended up in a double sized sleeping bag in our undies. Con was right, we were nice and warm and I soon was sleeping like a log. It’s not often that I remember dreaming or what I dreamt but I have a clear idea of the erotic dream I had that night. It was as though I was floating through the air, I say that as the sensation was nothing like floating in water. As I drifted I could feel a light touch as though of feathers or leaves maybe as I passed along. The sensation started at my neck and slowly passed down over my body until it felt as though the whole of my being was caressed by unseen hands. As I continued to ‘drift’ in this strange way I felt my cock and balls grow bigger and bigger and in a matter of moments it was if they were bigger than the rest of my entire body.

The weight of my greatly enlarged balls caused me to suddenly sink down, down and down, I had that awful falling sensation that you can sometimes experience as you go to sleep. Before I finally hit ground I awoke and it took me a few seconds to notice that the feeling in my cock and balls was due to Con, he was stroking my cock and sucking on my balls.

‘Hey man... What the hell,’ I shouted. He just carried on and I suddenly came all over his face. He sat up and looked down at me.

‘Sorry, I couldn’t resist,’ he said. ‘I could feel your cock pressing into my back; I turned round and saw you were still sleeping. Your cock was tenting you undies and I pulled them down. You were so hard! I could not let the chance pass me by so I sucked on your cock and caressed your balls. Then I sucked on those peachy balls, man you are something!’

I could not be angry with Con; he was so apologetic so I set about doing the same for him.

Strange thing was, when we cleaned up, dressed and had breakfast we went out to the 4X4 and there was no sign of snow, the road was clear and we had an easy ride back to the plant. When Joe asked my why we had stayed out over night, I explained about the weather.

‘Oh, Con would know that a white out like that would last only minutes, half an hour at most. I can’t think why he would suggest you stay the night like that.’

I have to admit that I was rather pleased that he did but had he come right out and asked if he could get into my pants I would hardly have said no, but that would not make what I hope is such a good story.'

'Why have you never told me that one before?' Andy said as the others clapped their hands in approval and appreciation.

'There's a lot I have never told you,' Tom said with a smile.
 
'There's a lot I have never told you,' Tom said with a smile.

Aw! Those darned Preacher's Kids can be SO secretive! :badgrin:

I guess that cums from growing UP under a small social spotlight. :lol: #-o

Definitely looking forward to more stories from Everyone! :=D: ..| (group)

Keep smilin'!! :kiss: (*8*)
Chaz :luv:

(Slick moves, Con! (!) :-< )
 
I knew it.....Tom has an exciting and sexy past that we are just finding out about. Even Andy doesn't have the full story....lol Con really had some brain work put into that escapade. I'll have to try that if I ever go to Alaska again. Of course I will need some hot number to accompany me... Well, our two younger studs have two free meals out of this and soon, I hope, we will find how Nate and Alan will fit into this picture. Great chapter, Auto.

Craiger
 
Auto,
Thoroughly enjoying your story of all these Army retirees.
 
Chapter Five

With all the story telling Andy and Tom’s weekend passed all too quickly and they were back home and into their workaday routine once more. It was on the Tuesday morning that Andy picked up the phone and rang Nathan.

‘Hey man how’s it going? I thought I would give you a quick call this morning to wish you Happy Birthday,’

‘Andy! Great to hear you and thanks... fancy you remembering that today is my birthday. Dan’s just gone out in a hurry to buy me a present. He thought tomorrow was the big day and was feeling guilty that he had got the dates wrong.’ Nate replied. ‘So what have you been doing lately?’

Andy told Nathan all about their weekend at Gledhill House and what a good time they had there. ‘I can recommend it if you and Dan are thinking of a break at any time soon,’ he said.

‘Thanks, if you give me the phone number, I’ll bear it in mind.’

So it was that a few weeks later George and Scott welcomed two more old friends as guests. Once again they explained the free dinner offer and it was time for Daniel to tell all about his sexy episode.

‘It was when I was working my way through college,’ Daniel began. ‘A guy my tutor knew renovated properties, some for clients and others that he bought cheap and either renovated for sale or rent. Anyhow, I was introduced to this guy and he took me on as a general help on a part time basis to fit in around my classes. One of my first jobs was to clean a house that had been redecorated, it meant washing the floors and the bathroom and kitchen, clearing the dust from ledges and washing the windows. I was quite proud of the place once I had finished and regretted that I could not afford the rent as it was a king compared with the accommodation I was living in. The boss man said he was pleased with what I had done and actually gave me a few extra dollars for my effort.

He next set me to work in a house where this guy was stripping wall paper. He scraped it off the walls and my task was to clear the mess as fast as he could make it. He was introduced to me as Buck. He was the strong silent type; hardly spoke to me at all. I was the one to go down to the corner Starbucks for coffees and he would merely grunt rather than thank me. He did pay his way; I’ll say that for him. He was about my height, average sort of build but to say that he was good looking was an understatement – he was the sort of guy you could imagine in one of those movies featuring sexy guys chasing ‘Sin in the City’ chicks. I have to say that I lusted after him but I had to tell myself that he was only interested in pussy.

On about the third of fourth day he had finished stripping the paper from the living room and I was left to clear the mess. I heard him go up stairs and I assumed that he was going to use the bathroom. I finished up and gathered up my denim jacket and pulled it on over my t-shirt and prepared to leave. As I went past the bottom of the stairs to go out the front door, I saw that he was standing at the top, leaning against the wall and with his pants and underwear pulled down to just above his knees he was jerking on his cock. He had his eyes closed, I guess he was jerking off to a picture pasted on the insides of his eye lids; he did not see or hear me. I stood to the side of the bottom of the stairs so that I had a clear view of him and stood and watched. He had a long, fairly thick cut cock and as he jerked on it with his right hand, his left was stretching h is ball sac and squeezing his balls.

I got horny watching him and my own cock was straining inside my pants. As I stood staring up at him, I started to rub my cock by putting a hand in my pocket. Soon that was not enough and I opened my fly and dragged my erect cock free of my pants and over the top of my underwear. I gave no thought to what would happen if I was to cum or if he saw me; I was completed hooked on the sight above my head. Then the inevitable happened; he spotted me. I struggled to get my cock back in my pants as he walked down the stair toward me. He did not trouble to cover himself but walked right down to me and without saying a word caught my hand as I tried in vain to hide my cock and stopped me from doing so. He took hold of my denim jacket and pulled it off so that my arms were trapped in it behind my back. He then pulled up the front of my t-shirt and thrust it over my head so that my torso was exposed. He took each of my nipples in a finger and thumb, and pulled me down onto my knees in front of him.

His long hard dick was level with my nose, I knew what he wanted, and he did not have to say a word. I took his cock into my mouth and began to suck on it. He thrust his hips back and forth fucking my face, his grunts telling me that what I was doing met with his approval. I managed to shake my jacket off to free my arms. With my hands able to move, I grabbed his balls and worked them as I had seen him doing at the top of the stairs. I pulled his pants and boxers down to his ankles and felt the tight globes of his ass. He stripped off his shirt and I could admire his chest with a sprinkling of dark hairs that joined a trail that ended in his wiry bush that tickled my nose when his cock went deep into my throat.

He let me continue in this way for several minutes that seemed more like hours, his manly sweaty smell filling my nostrils. He sat on a step bring his upper body into closer range to me and I buried my nose in the hair under his arms, inhaling the musky smell that mingled with his deodorant. I licked the sweat off his chest and swallowed the raw salty taste of it. I was in heaven. He made a quick move and swung me around so that I was the one sat on the step and he was on his knees. He pulled my pants off, leaving my briefs round my knees with my cock and balls fully exposed. He looked down on them with an appreciative smile. I was hard as hard could be and he went down on me. I must have cried out Oh God! or something as he laughed and squeezed my balls while jerking my cock with his other hand as he licked around the knob end and p and down the shaft. He then took me deep in his throat and gave me the best blow job I had ever had.
I was about to cum but he held my cock tightly so that I could not peak. He lifted my legs high above my head and started to rim my ass. No one had ever done that before and the feeling was sensational. His tongue was like a snake as it tried to penetrate my hole. His licking left me wet and he used a finger to open me up, spitting saliva to add further lubricant. I the felt his knob pressing against my butt, he slipped it drenched in pre-cum up and down my crack until finally it found its target and plunged deep inside me. The ridge of the step above the one on which I was squatting was pressing painfully into my back but the pain was nothing compared to the feeling of delight his hot cock was causing as it pumped in and out of my hole.

I jerked on my cock that was now as hard as ever and with a sudden gush I shot wads of cum up my front, some landing on my chin. He leaned forward and licked it off and then pulled out of my ass. He jerked on his cock and his cum shot out long hot jets to join the line of my own ejaculation. He ran his tongue up the length off the trail and gathering up he shared it with me in a deep tongue wrestling kiss.

At that point we heard the front door of the house open and a high pitched voice exclaim, ‘Oh my holy God in Heaven, what are you boys doing?’ It was the boss’s wife. She sometimes came to check on the work being done. We both grabbed our clothes and ran in opposite directions to empty rooms to put them on and cover our nakedness. Mrs Boss was OK about it, as we finally stood red faced in front of her she said she had seen plenty of naked boys’ asses as she was the mother of three sons and as for an erection, well she had a virile husband and she thought we both looked rather sexy.

Buck and I went off to our separate homes and I wondered what things would be like the next day when I reported back to work. The boss was there telling Buck what he wanted done by way of painting but made no mention of his wife’s visit the day before. After he left Buck and I got on with our work. He was more talkative thereafter and we had a few more sessions but always behind the locked door of the upstairs bathroom just in case Mrs Boss made another unannounced appearance.’

Scott and George agreed that dinner was on the house and Nathan joined the applause that showed their mutual appreciation.

To be continued
 
Sounds like Dan got all the education he needed just by working part time... College did seem to be some of the best times with all the hormones raging and hot studs to help calm them. I wonder what Nate's tale will be? Great chapter as usual, Auto, thanks.

Craiger
 
Thanks for the feed back! Nathan is going to be the tricky one - we know he worked for a cleaning company prior to going into the army - will he have something to tell from those far off days or will his 'adventure' be something more recent?

Watch this space.
 
Chapter Six

All eyes were on Nathan. It was his turn to tell the others a story from his past. ‘OK guys,’ he said. ‘I guess this will have to be my true life confession.’

While Nathan settled himself in an overstuffed arm chair to begin his tale, Scott handed round some beers and they waited for Nathan to begin.

‘I was eighteen, had just finished high school and was on the summer vacation pending my start at college. My mom said she was tired of me hanging round the house with nothing to do so she sent me off to her brother’s ranch, ‘Your Uncle will keep you busy, it’s a while since you went to visit and your cousin Jed will be company of your own age,’ she told me.

Jed was almost a year older than me and we had always got on well together as kids but as it was three, maybe four years since our last family visit to the ranch. My uncle raised cattle and horses and I had learned to ride back in those days. I wondered what my reception would be as there had been some kind of rift between our two families and that was why we have not visited for a while. Anyway, I was sent off by rail and was met at the station by Jed driving a beat up tuck.

‘Hey Nate!’ he greeted me. ‘’Good to see you after all this time and you have growed some!’

‘You have growed too,’ I replied as I threw my holdall up into the truck and climbed into the seat alongside Jed. Jed looked really great. He had filled out into a muscular looking jock and his bright blue eyes sparkled as he looked at me and smiled. He cast his eyes over me appreciatively, his look lingering overly long for one guy checking out another unless it be he was mentally undressing him. I may have even blushed a little as I tried to picture how the kid I used to swim with down at the creek was now a fine looking man. When we arrived at the ranch, I could not help but admire his ass in his skin tight Wranglers as he strode into the ranch house door.

My uncle greeted me with a firm handshake and a slap on the back, ‘Howdy Nate, so good to see you again. Hear you need to fill in some time before you go to college. Jed here will find you plenty to do, that right Jed?’

‘Sure Pa, there’s work enough in the stables and steers to round up for market. Can you remember how to ride, Nate?’

‘I’ll give it my best shot,’ I replied hoping that I would not make a fool of myself as I had not been on a horse since my last trip to the ranch.

‘You’ll be sleeping over at the bunk house,’ uncle said. ‘Jed sleeps there now and Chuck our hand also beds down there. Your meals will be here in the kitchen, you remember our Chinese cook Yu Ling?’

I did indeed remember Ling, he was a great cook and the meals he provided were never anything short of a feast. Jed took me over to the bunk house where there were three beds. ‘That’s my bed, Chuck sleeps on that one in the corner, this one is yours,’ Jed said and proceeded to show me where I could stow my things. We then went out to the coral to meet Chuck.

‘This is my cousin Nathan, Nate to his friends,’ Jed said as he introduced me to Chuck.

‘Howdy, good to see you,’ Chuck said as he shook my hand with a leather gloved fist that dwarfed mine. Chuck was tall, maybe six-foot eight or more. He was wearing a checked shirt open down to his chest showing a rich crop of black hair. His waist was narrow and his thighs filled out his denim pants as though they would burst under the strain, at a guess I would say that he was twenty-five or so. His head was a mass of black curls and his white teeth gleamed like pearls when he smiled the widest smile I‘d ever seen. Jed and Chuck saddled up a couple of horses and Jed took me for a ride around the ranch.

‘Has Chuck worked here long,’ I asked.

‘Maybe two years,’ Jed said. ‘He’s a real nice guy, you’ll like him,’ he said.

We spent the remainder of the day catching up and enjoying the fantastic scenery of which the ranch was part. After we had settled and fed the horses we cleaned up and went over to the kitchen where Ling had laid on a meal fit for an emperor. He liked to remind us that many of his speciality dishes came from the imperial kitchens of ancient China. We did not care about the origins but we enjoyed them for their subtly and flavor. Ling was a magnificent cook, and he never ceased reminding of the fact by telling us so but also by producing feasts to fill our bellies. But I digress; you don’t want to hear about food do you. You want to hear about sex.

I settled into the regime at the ranch and more especially the delights of the bunk house. Chuck was one of those guys who had no qualms about walking around naked. He would strip off his clothes at the end of the working day and wander into the bathroom to shower or maybe relax in the large tub. I was unused to this kind of behaviour as my family was inclined to be prudish. Jed was almost as relaxed but he would put a towel around his waist after giving me an eyeful of his naked glory.

One day I had been out riding and after settling the horse in the stable, I went over to the bunk house and stripped off my sweat soaked clothes, grabbed a towel and headed for the shower. I stepped under the refreshing jet of water and as I soaped my body I saw that I had not noticed Chuck relaxing in the tub.

‘Hey Nate,’ he called to me, ‘Why don’t you join me in here?’

I could hardly refuse, to do so would look mean and in any case, I had been ogling his body at every opportunity, what would sharing a bath have to offer? I turned off the shower and stepped out of the glass sided cubicle. Chuck sat up in the bath and watched as I slid into the soapy water at the opposite end from him.

‘Hey don’t be shy,’ he said. ‘Turn round and sit between my legs, I’ll wash your back.’ I did as he bid and he began to soap my back and then massage my shoulders with his large strong hands. Putting his arms around my waits he pulled me up tight into his crotch and I felt his hard cock pressing against my back. His hands were now stroking the upper parts of my thighs and I then felt him grab my cock and start to jerk on it.

‘That feels like a nice piece of meat,’ he said. ‘Sit up on the side of the tub.’

Again I did as he told me and he shifted so the he could take my cock in his mouth. This was the first time any guy had given me a blowjob and I was purring like a kitten as he worked on my penis. He continued to suck for some time and I grew harder and harder. Suddenly he stopped, ‘Time for something else,’ he said. ‘Sit down here again.’

I did as he told me but instead of landing between his thighs as I had done before I felt his steel-like cock on my butt hole and with his guiding hands was impaled on it. For a few moments I felt as though I would split in two but he put his hands under my butt and worked me up and down on his cock as bath water splashed around us.

‘Hey you guys, you are flooding the place!’ It was Jed who had come into the room. He was stripped off and carrying a towel. ‘Is this a private session or can anyone join the fun?’ he asked to my amazement. Without waiting for a reply, he stepped into the tub and sat facing me. He took hold of my hard cock and jerked it as Chuck continued to bounce me up and down on his cock. Jed then stood up and shoved his erection into my mouth so that I was being fucked from both ends.

Although I had known my cousin Jed for years, we had never fooled around together and I was greatly surprised that he would do this. I was not going to complain, in fact we got out of the bath and dried off and continued turn and turn about sucking and fucking until it was time to go for dinner.

That was the first of many sessions we had that summer and it was with some regret that I had to leave and take up my place at college. Jed told me he was sad to see me go; he had misgivings about my arrival at first as he and Chad were having sex in the bunk house most nights and my presence there was going to make things difficult. However, it all turned out fine in the end and it proved to be the best summer of my life thus far!’

The guys who had been listening intently to Nathan’s story showed their appreciation and Daniel showed his in a special way once he and Nathan were in the comfort of their bedroom.

‘Damn! That made me horny listening to you, Nate,’ Daniel told him. ‘I wish I could have been with you back in those days, Jed and Chad sound as though they were a couple of hot studs!’

‘Not as hot as you,’ Nathan replied as he made another grab at Daniel’s freshly growing erection. ‘I’ll make this a night to remember for reasons other than my past history!’
 
Auto,
There's nothing quite like good, honest labour in the great outdoors for arousing your libido.

Great tale - the rest only entices and intrigues the imagination!
 
In a way, Nate's story reminds me of summer camp. I'm wondering how often he managed to get back to the ranch. (!) (!w!)

Thanks for these stories-in-one! :=D: ..| (group)

Keep smilin'!! :kiss: (*8*)
Chaz :luv:

("However, it all turned out fine in the end ... " :badgrin: )
 
The last chapter reminded me of the beginning chapters of "Trevor's Year" by Tantiboh.
He was working on his Uncle's Ranch for the Summer, and the activities he and his cousin got up to - well, . . .
 
I knew Nate would come up with a sex filled tale and it certainly didn't disappoint......lol I'm afraid if I was to spend time at George and Scott's retreat I'd probably starve to death as my stories couldn't match those. I'd have to pay for all my meals................
Great chapter again, Auto.

Craiger
 
Chapter Seven

It would be wrong to assume that the only guests to stay at Gledhill House were former friends of colleagues of the two proprietors. Had that been the case they would have gone out of business. They had a thriving turnover of clients and most would have stories to tell, some not worth repeating while others like the one that follows not only earned a free meal but also the admiration of the assembled house guest who heard it.

‘OK guys, my name is Luke, I live alone in what many people would consider a desirable down town apartment. I guess it would be the envy of quite a few guys but it is the kind of pad that can only be afforded by someone who is lucky enough to have a well paid job such as mine. We guys who work in the finance sector have had some bad press in the recent past but not all of us were responsible for the crisis that hit the global economy, I am an honest guy and what I have earned has been for honest labor. It is great to have my kind of life style but so far as I am concerned there is one thing missing. I am a guy on my own; I have no one to share my life. My loneliness is not through a lack of trying to find a partner but so far my search has been unrewarded. The story I am about to tell is of one attempt to hook up with a guy fro some fun and maybe more if we found ourselves to be soul mates.

I went into the news stand and looked through the magazines on the top shelf. As a loner, I needed some jerk off material. I found the latest issue of my favorite magazine and went over to the clerk to pay for it. He smiled at me as he took the bills I handed him. ‘You like that one?’ he asked as he handed me my change.

‘Sure,’ I replied. ‘The models featured in this magazine are always the hottest.’

‘Yeah, I like it too,’ he replied. ‘One of the bonuses of this job is that I get to see each issue free.’ I had not seen this guy before and asked if he was new. He explained that the store belonged to his father and he was keeping shop while his parents were away on their summer vacation.

‘So what do you do after you close up for the day?’ I asked.

‘This and that,’ he replied. ‘I like to go for a beer and cruise the bars hoping to hook up with a like minded guy.’

‘I do pretty much the same,’ I replied. ‘It’s a wonder we have not met up, what bars do you go to?’

He reeled off three or four names that were familiar to me. ‘Planning on going to one of them tonight?’ I asked.

‘I was but I am wondering whether you would care to come for a beer with me?’ This guy looked hot, he looked about 25 or so, he had straight dark hair that hung to his collar and a neat beard. He had a swimmer’s build and at a guess was around 5 foot ten or so. When he smiled he had bright even white teeth and from where I was standing he smelled good. A mix of cologne that I couldn’t quite put a name to and the honest sweat brought on by a day’s work in the warm atmosphere of the store. The loo of him made me feel quite horny and from the way he was gazing at me, looking me up and down, I think he was feeling much the same.

‘Tell you what,’ I suggested. ‘I live just two blocks from here on the corner of Cross Street and 7th Avenue, how would you like to join me for dinner and a few beers to follow. I can pick up a couple of steaks. You like steak?’

‘Sure do,’ he said. ‘What time? I’ll bring the beers.’

We agreed on seven thirty and I went off to find the butcher shop.

He made good time. He had been home to change and shower and he looked sexier than ever in a tight white t-shirt that hugged his muscled body like a second skin. His pants were equally tight over his butt that was like two round firm melons. He had on loafers and no socks. He was carrying a couple of six-packs of beer and a video.

‘Thought we might like to watch this after dinner he said. It was a newly published DVD that featured some of the guys who I especially admired in the photo shoots in the magazine we both favoured. He sat on a bar stool at the kitchen counter and chatted to me while I prepared the steaks. Like me, he enjoyed his steak rare, so they were ready in no time. The meal was a success and after we had cleared the dishes we sat side by side on the couch to watch the movie he had brought with him. It goes without saying that the movie was sexy and although the actors were merely playing a part for the camera they achieved their object – we were totally turned on and as horny as two guys can get.

I cannot be sure who made the first move but it was not long before our clothes were in a heap on the floor and cocks and asses were put through all the motions. I had the impression that Luke... did I say his name was Luke? No? Oh well yes, his name was Luke. I had the impression that he was very inexperienced despite all he had to say for himself. For that reason the sex was fumbled and not so good as I may have expected.

WE showered together afterwards and I could not help but noticing that he was acting shy as though nothing had occurred between us and he was then in a hurry to go home. He made some excuse... some relation or the other was leaving by train and he needed to see him or her off. He left and I saw that he had left the note I gave him with my cell number was left on the table.

A few days later I went into the store again. Luke was there and he was talking to three other guys of about his age. They saw me enter the store and their conversation suddenly stopped. I walked over to the magazine rack and picked up the copy I had come to buy when I heard one of the three guys say, ‘Is that him?’ I turned and Luke was nodding his head, obviously confirming a positive response to the question. The three said ‘So long,’ to Luke and walked from the store muttering something about faggots as they went.

I said, ‘Hello to Luke and asked if there was a problem... why had he not taken my cell number?’

‘Sorry,’ he said. ‘I owe you an apology. My friends – the guys who just left always made fun of the fact that we sold gay magazines here and bet me I could not get off with the next gay customer who came in. They were hiding in the back room when you came here the other day and I like a fool took them up on their bet.’

‘You’re not gay then?’ I asked.

‘Of course not – and I don’t read gay stuff either. Sorry – I really am.’

I threw the magazine on the counter and left and have not been back to the shop again. It’s been two years now and that’s why I am single, you see I cannot trust another guy after the way Luke treated me.’

Damien’s story was greeted with a sympathetic silence.
 
SO ... Luke gets off with a Guy, and his Homophobic "Friends" are still talking to Him? And, Damien is now a "Fag", butt Luke isn't?? :eek: #-o

Ack! Idiot 'Str8s'!! ](*,) :badgrin:

Appreciated the story, though! ..| (group)

Keep smilin'!! :kiss: (*8*)
Chaz :luv:
 
A cruel story, but not unlike one I have heard from real life.
 
It always boggled my mind when some guy could accept a bj or more yet still not be gay. That whole macho thing of "if your the top or on the receiving end of a bj it only means the other guy is a fag but not him." It does somewhat cause mistrust, however, Damien would do better to see Luke as the fool he is and go one searching. Not all guys are like Luke and his friends. Good chapter to learn by though, Auto.

Craiger
 
Thanks for the feed back. In telling Damien's story, it seemed appropriate to show that gay men are not always treated kindly. The fact that he was ridiculed by ignorant men is all too common. As for Luke, maybe he was a closet gay and too afraid to come out - his treatment of Damien was probably worse than that of his so called friends in the circumstances.
 
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