Turning Point
by Ann Douglas
Charlie Winters stood outside the door of apartment 4R for
what, at least to him, seemed like the longest period of his life.
The nineteen-year-old knew that it had only been a few minutes
since he had been buzzed in the front door, but even if he had
taken the long way up the stairs instead of the elevator, the
person he had come to see would soon be wondering what had
happened to him. Staring at the nondescript dull green metal door,
the dark haired teen mentally reviewed the sequence of events
that had brought him here.
It had been eleven months since he had graduated high
school and come to work in the mailroom of the brokerage house.
Unable to really decide what he wanted to do with his life, and not
wanting to just take some college courses without a clear direction,
his father had offered him two choices. Take a job one of his
friends had arranged and gain some work experience, or go into
the Army. Not wanting to commit himself to the four years the
Army would demand, he agreed to the job.
The job at Ross, Mackenzie and Peters turned out to be just
what he needed. It gave him a chance to see what the business
world was like, and his work responsibilities were easy enough that
he couldn't screw them up. Basically, he sorted and delivered
outside and interoffice mail every hour, as well as filled supply and
copy requests. That and make an early morning trip to a computer
firm and pick up a few boxes of computer printouts. Few
companies could afford massive mainframes, even in 1978, and
outsourced their record keeping.
The people were all pretty nice as well, even those with jobs
that were many levels over his. They stopped and chatted with
you, shared a joke and treated you, if not as an equal, then at least
as a fellow worker. His job took him to both floors the company
occupied and he had even become friendly with some of the
brokers and secretaries that worked upstairs.
One of those people was David Myers in Research, who,
despite being eight years older, shared a common interest with
Charlie in comics and science fiction. Many days, the mailroom
clerk would stop by the older man's desk to find an old comic David
had brought in for him to read.
"Improving your mind?" Kenny Logan, the other mailroom
clerk asked in a sarcastic tone when he saw Charlie reading one of
those comics on his break.
Kenny Logan, while nominally Charlie's equal, always took a
superior air around the younger teen for no other reason that he
was a year older and had been there longer. Personally, Charlie
was of the opinion that Kenny was an asshole and had, with this
mailroom job, already reached his peak.
"I'd lend it to you after I finished," Charlie called back
across the room, "but it has words to go with the pictures and I
wouldn't want you to strain your brain trying to sound them out."
"Funny, real funny," Kenny retorted feebly, "but you know,
people are beginning to wonder about you and all the time you
spend with Myers."
"What are you talking about?" Charlie said, looking up from
the old Legion of Super Heroes comic.
"You're not going to tell me you don't know."
The look on Charlie's face said just that. He had no idea
what the other clerk was talking about. A fact that brought no
small amount of joy to the blond haired coworker, because it meant
that he had the pleasure of telling him.
"The guy’s a faggot!" Kenny said, with all the sensitivity that
Charlie would've expected from him.
"He is not!" Charlie said automatically, rushing to his
friend's defense.
"He most certainly is," Kenny grinned, "just about everyone
else who works here knows it. It's not like he's ever tried to hide
it. He even lives with another guy."
"So what if he is," Charlie replied, deciding that not even
Kenny would say something like that about someone who could get
him fired if it wasn't true. "It doesn't make any difference to
me."
"Well it might make a difference to some people," Kenny
went on, not letting the matter drop. "People see the two of you
all chummy and think, where there's smoke there's fire."
"Well they can think all they want," Charlie said in a tone
that said both that it was all he was going to say about the matter
and that it made no difference to him either way.
As he went back to reading his comic for the ten minutes
that remained of lunch, how the Legion was going to defeat the
Fatal Five was no longer on his mind. The idea that Dave was gay
stirred some thoughts that the young man would rather not
address. While he didn't think he himself was gay, since he had a
sexual interest in girls and had lost his virginity during his senior
year, there had also been times that he found himself thinking
about guys as well.
Not all guys he reminded himself, but there were some that
stirred feelings inside of him. Feelings that caused his cock to
grow hard and images of what two guys might do together to
appear in his head.
When he returned the comic later in the afternoon, he
found himself staring at David long enough for him to have noticed.
"Something wrong, Charlie?" David asked as he put the comic
back in it's protective plastic bag and dropped both into his
attaché case.
"No," the younger man lied, "I just wanted to say I enjoyed
the book."
"Next week I'll bring you in some of the early Justice
League/Justice Society crossovers," David said with a smile.
"They were my favorites when I was a kid, I think you'll like them."
"Thanks," Charlie said before going on to the next
department to pick up their mail.
As he wheeled the small mail cart down the hall, and for the
rest of the day, Charlie found the image of his friend, and what
he had just learned about him never far from his mind.
-=-=-=-=-
"Oh shit!" Charlie said to himself as he woke in the middle
of the night from one of the most erotic wet dreams he had ever
had.
The details of the dream were a little fuzzy, but one aspect
of it was crystal clear. There hadn't been a single girl anywhere to
be seen. Only a face hauntingly familiar.
Silently as he could, he slipped out of bed and made his way
to the bathroom to wash himself and change his underwear. That
task taken care of, Charlie crawled back into bed and under his
sheet. To his surprise, he soon found himself erect once more.
Without really thinking about it, his hand slipped under his
sheet and his fingers closed around his cock. Stroking it softly at
first, then with an increasing tempo, he was soon rewarded with a
pleasing orgasm. One that brought with it the rewards of sleep
and a broad smile on his face.
-=-=-=-=-
"Hey Charlie, I've been looking for you all day," David said
as he walked into the mailroom late Friday afternoon, a half-dozen
plastic covered comics in his hand. "I was beginning to get the
feeling that you were trying to avoid me for some reason."
"Why would I want to do that?" Charlie said as he looked up
from a tabletop covered with the afternoon mail delivery. "We've
just been a little busy today, that's all."
"I was only kidding," David said with a smile as he sat down
on the edge of the table and laid down the comics on an empty
spot. "I just wanted to drop these off before I left for the day."
"You're leaving already?" Charlie asked as he glanced up at
the clock on the wall and saw that it was only half past two.
"I have to drop a friend off at the airport to catch the four
o'clock shuttle to Boston," he explained.
"Oh."
"So I'll catch up with you on Monday, okay," the older man
said as he slid off the table. "Enjoy the books."
Charlie watched David walk out of the mailroom, and then
stared at the empty doorway for almost thirty seconds. Then,
ignoring the pile of work in front of him, he took off after him.
He caught him in the outer hall, just about to get on the elevator.
"David, wait up a minute!" he called out.
The research assistant stopped at the sound of his name.
When he turned his head and saw Charlie running down the
corridor after him, he backed out of the elevator and let it leave
without him.
"Something wrong, Charlie?" he asked, seeing the look of
concern on his friend's face.
"I needed to ... I mean I wanted to talk to you a minute
before you left," Charlie said as he caught up.
David glanced at his watch and knew he had to get out of
there to beat the rush hour traffic out to LaGuardia. Still, what
kind of friend would he be if he couldn't spare five minutes.
Whatever was bothering Charlie was obviously of some importance
to him.
"What do you need?"
"Are you gay?"
"What?!?"
"God, I can't believe I just asked that," an embarrassed
Charlie said as he looked up and down the hallway to make sure
that no one else had heard him.
"Charlie, why would you ask something like that?" a still
stunned David asked.
"I ... I mean Kenny said and I ..." he stammered.
"Kenny," David repeated as he slowly shook his head, that
single name speaking volumes. "Look, Charlie, I hope it doesn't
make a difference to you, but yes I am."
"Oh shit!"
"I guess I should've told you," David said in an apologetic
tone. "I'm sorry."
"No, you don't have to be sorry," Charlie replied. "It just
took me by surprise, that's all."
"Then we're okay?" David asked.
"Sure," the younger man answered, bringing a smile to the
older one's face.
"Great, then I'll see you..." the sandy haired researcher
started, then paused when he suspected there was something else.
A suspicion he then put into words.
Charlie hesitated, but his facial expression said that there
was more. David could tell that what ever it was, his friend would
tell him in his own good time. Hopefully, before he was even more
late in taking off for the airport.
"I think ... I think I might be gay too," Charlie finally said.
"I mean I've been having dreams about you ever since Kenny told
me. I haven't been able to think about anything else."
Before saying another word, David looked up and down the
corridor, making sure they were really alone. He hardly feared
anyone thinking anything about him that people didn't already
think, but Charlie was another matter. The last thing his friend
needed was the sort of rumors that people like Kenny delighted in
spreading.
"Charlie, there's nothing wrong about having dreams like
that, or even just wondering what it might be like," David smiled.
"A lot of guys have them, although most of them would never admit
it. It doesn't make you gay just thinking about it."
"I've sort of done more than think about it."
"Really?" David replied with curiosity, once more glancing up
and down the hall.
"I've jerked off with a few of my friends when I was in high
school," Charlie admitted. "Once we even played with each other's
cocks."
"Played with how?"
"We jerked each other off."
David had to suppress a laugh. Back when he'd been in high
school, he'd played with a few of his friend's cocks as well. Only in
his case, they usually wound up in his mouth.
"Charlie," David said after a few moments thought, "maybe
this isn't the best place for this kind of discussion."
"I guess not," Charlie had to agree.
"I'll tell you what," David continued when he saw the look of
regret on Charlie's face. "If you want, what don't you come over
my place tonight and we'll talk about it some more."
"That would be great."
"Say around seven, you remember the address, right?"
"Yes," Charlie said enthusiastically, remembering visiting
David's apartment to see his comic collection.
"Then I'll see you then," David concluded, thinking that if
he was really lucky he would still make the departure gate in time.
-=-=-=-=-
"I was beginning to think you got lost coming up the stairs,"
David said as he opened the door to let Charlie in.
"I guess I took a wrong turn down the hallway," Charlie said,
trying to cover his nervousness.
"I do that all the time," David grinned, trying to put him at
ease. "Come on in and have a seat. I'll get us a couple of soda's or
some beers if you prefer."
"Soda'd be fine."
David turned to head to the kitchenette when he was
interrupted by the phone ringing. Charlie watched from the couch
as David picked up the receiver from the wall phone and answered
it. From the conversation, the nineteen-year-old quickly concluded
that it was the friend David had driven to the airport, calling from
Boston. He also deduced from what he could overhear that the
friend was also the man David shared the apartment with. Charlie
wondered if they were just roommates or lovers.
Not wanting to really seem like he was eavesdropping,
Charlie shifted his attention away from the phone but stopped
short at a sight he never expected. When he'd answered the
door, David had been dressed in a T-shirt and gym shorts, giving a
much nicer view of his well-defined body than the shirt and tie he
wore at the office. Charlie's eyes moved from David's handsome
face, down across his broad chest, suddenly stopping when he got
to his shorts. Not specifically his shorts, but what was hanging out
one of the legs.
As he chatted on the phone, David had absent-mindedly
rested his right leg on the end table as he was in the habit of
doing. The bottom of his shorts had ridden up just enough to
expose his semi-hard cock. Evidently, at least when he was
lounging around the apartment, David liked to go commando.
Even with only the front half of David's manhood visible,
Charlie couldn't take his eyes off it. It was hardly the stuff of
porno movies, but it was still the biggest he had ever seen.
Certainly larger than any of his friends or fellow students he'd
seen in the gym showers.
Glancing down, David realized what Charlie was doing and
decided at first not to draw attention to it by putting his leg down.
Better to give him the chance to just look in the other direction.
When that didn't happen, he decided to give him the opportunity
to get an even better look.
"You can move a little closer if you really want to see it
better," he said as he covered the receiver for a second.
Charlie looked up, his expression showing he was torn
between the desire to do just that and the chance to act like it
was all the accident it had first been and look the other way.
Desire won out as he moved to the end of the couch where he was
practically sitting on top of David.
"You can touch it you want, or anything else," David offered,
both surprised and admittedly excited by the turn of events.
Charlie reached out with his hand and closed his fingers
around David's cock, pushing his shorts all the way back. A thrill
went through him as he felt its warmth and hardness. A
combination that grew as he gently pumped it back and forth.
David let out a nearly silent sigh, hoping that his roommate
didn't hear it on the other end. Except for a few nights they'd
played around as buddies, they didn't consider themselves lovers.
He just didn't want to explain that he had someone, who was still
actually a teenager, playing with his cock while he was on the
phone.
Charlie's heart began to race as David's cock hardened to
its full seven inches. He felt nervous and exhilarated at the same
time. It was nothing like the guys he'd jerked off in high school.
David was now barely listening to the voice on the other end
of the phone. The sensation of Charlie's fingers against his skin
was just too much to ignore. He honestly had only invited the
younger man over to talk, but he'd be a liar if he said he wasn't
happy about what was happening. Closing his eyes as Charlie
continued to pump his cock, David was sure that the younger man
would bring him to orgasm in another minute or so.
Perfectly willing to settle for a hand-job, David was totally
shocked by what happened a heartbeat later. Moving even closer,
Charlie lowered his head and took the hard cock into his mouth.
"Oh God!" David thought as he felt the wetness of his
friend's mouth close around his cock. "Jimmy, something just
came up, I have to go." he said to his friend in Boston and hung up
the phone without waiting for a reply.
David was almost afraid to move as he watched his cock
disappear in and out of Charlie’s mouth. If he did, he was sure
Charlie would realize he’d gone too far and stop. Something the
older man really didn’t want him to do. The nineteen year old’s
technique was crude to say the least, but he could hardly fault his
enthusiasm.
Enjoying the warm sensations washing over his body, David
told himself that he’d never imagined anything like this ever
happening. At least that was what he told himself at first.
Honestly compelled him to admit that this was exactly something
that he had imagined many times. But it had always been only a
fantasy, not something that could ever be real.
Six months ago when he had come across Charlie reading a
comic during his lunch break, he’d started up a conversation based
solely on a common interest. Out of that had come friendship. It
wasn’t until much later that he found himself taking note of how
cute the dark haired teen was, or what a nice body he had. Or
even how he couldn’t keep his eyes off the smooth curves of his
ass.
But whatever thoughts he might’ve had about Charlie, had
only been fantasy. No more than any his straight co-workers
might’ve had of some of the women at the firm. Furthermore, he
at least kept his comments to himself. If he’d had a dollar for
every remark he’d heard about the receptionist’s breasts, he could
double his salary.
It took a few seconds for him to realize that Charlie had
stopped. Then another two three before he said anything, giving
the teenager a chance to collect himself.
“Charlie, I ...” he started to say.
“Fuck, I can’t believe I did that,” Charlie cut him off, “I’m
so sorry.”
“Charlie, it’s my fault,” David quickly said, wanting to take
the blame onto himself. “I should’ve stopped you before anything
even happened. You shouldn’t ...”
“No, I wanted to do it,” Charlie replied just as quickly. “I’ve
wanted to do that from the moment I found out you were gay. I
mean I wanted to do that before I found out, but I never knew
anyone that would want to do it with me. I mean I’m sorry I did it
because what made me think a guy like you would be interested in
someone like me. I probably wasn’t even doing it right and ...”
“Charlie, why don’t you take a few minutes to catch your
breath, you’re a little overexcited,” David offered as he tried to
make sense of what he was saying. “Would you like a drink of
water or something?”
“Yeah, I think so,” Charlie answered.
As unobtrusively as he could, David slid his cock back in
place and stepped over to the kitchenette to get Charlie a glass of
cold water. Handing it to him, he watched as the mailroom clerk
drained half of it in a few quick gulps.
“Okay, lets take a big step back and take this from the
beginning,” David offered. “After all, you did come over here to
talk, right?”
“I guess so,” Charlie said in a voice that told David that he
might’ve been hoping for something more than words even before
he walked through the door.
“Let’s start from the beginning,” David said, seating himself
on a lounge chair a few feet away, thinking that a little distance
between the two of them might be a good idea right now. “This
afternoon you said that you thought you might be gay, what makes
you think that?”
“Well I told you that I’ve played with my friends a few
times,” Charlie answered, repeating what he’d said in the office
corridor. “And I’ve always found guys cute, sometimes more than
girls.”
“Charlie, there must be a hundred guys that went to school
with you who had exactly the same thoughts at one time or
another. It’s natural to be a little curious about things like that.”
“No, it’s not just curiosity,” Charlie insisted. “I knew I
wanted to be with a man, as much as all the other guys wanted to
be with girls. And when I did do it with a girl, it always felt like
something was missing.”
“Did you ever talk to anyone else about this?” David asked.
“Talk to my friends about it?” Charlie asked loudly. “No
fucking way! They’d call me a queer and beat the shit out of me.”
David sighed. Unfortunately, as far as they’d come in the
last twenty years, that was indeed the reaction Charlie’s friend
probably would’ve had.
“Let me tell you a story,” Charlie went on as David motioned
for him to go ahead. “You remember when I told you about how my
buddies and I went to the Star Trek convention my senior year,
how we all chipped in and even got a room to stay over at the
hotel?”
David nodded that he remembered the story.
“Well, the next to last night we were there, one of the guys,
Tommy Gray, is looking out the window and calls out to the rest of
us that there’s a couple in the room right across and one floor
below us getting it on and they didn’t have the curtains closed. So
naturally we all ran to the window to see.”
Charlie paused for another drink of water.
“All of the guys were really excited because they had the
lights on and everything. But I guess Tommy was too excited to
take a really good look before calling the other guys. If he had, he
would’ve realized that the girl on her knees between the guy’s legs,
the one with his cock in her mouth wasn’t a girl. It was another
guy.”
David had a feeling he knew where this story was going.
“In fact, since the one on the floor had his back to us, no
one realized it until the guy stood up and the two of them traded
places. When that happened, all of the guys went on about how
gross that was. Except for me. I had to pretend that I was
suddenly sick to my stomach and ran to the bathroom to throw up.
What I was really afraid of was that one of the other guys
would’ve seen that I was the only one still with a hard-on.
Especially since I didn’t have one before I realized that it was two
guys. I’d never seen anything like that before, at least not for
real.”
“Charlie, it still could’ve been just curiosity,” David started
to say, even if he didn’t believe it.
“No, it’s a lot more than that,” Charlie insisted. “That’s why
I couldn’t control myself when I had the chance to touch you, to
take you in my mouth. Even if I knew that I wasn’t going to do it
right.”
“Not do it right?” David repeated, “Charlie, for whatever
it’s worth, you were hardly doing it wrong. In fact, if you’d gone on
for another minute or so, I’d probably have come in your mouth.”
Charlie smiled as the admission seemed to make him feel
quite proud of himself. David, on the other hand, had a worried
look on his face. He wasn’t sure if he really should be encouraging
his friend, or if he really trusted himself to do the right thing. Or
if he really knew what that was.
“Do I get a chance to try again?” Charlie asked, breaking
the awkward silence that had filled the room.
“I’m not sure that might be a good idea.”
“Why, because I’m too young?” Charlie asked.
“No, not at all,” David replied, thinking that he’d been
younger than Charlie the first time he’d had sex with an older man.
A man who was older than he was now. “I’m just not sure that it
would be a good idea for the two of us to be involved, especially
since we work at the same company. Things could get complicated.”
“I’m not looking for true love or a permanent relationship,”
Charlie pointed out, “I just want someone to sleep with me, just so
I can know for sure. If I find out that I was wrong, well than at
least I’ll know. I want it to be you but if you’re not interested,
then I guess I’ll just go down to the bars in the Village and see if I
could find someone. I don’t want to wait any longer.”
The thought of Charlie going down to the bars sent a cold
shiver through David. A cute kid like him would have no problem
finding someone to take him on, no questions asked. But no one,
straight or gay, should have their first real sexual experience in
the stall of a men’s bathroom. Or one of the pay by the hour
hotels than lined the waterfront.
“Look, Charlie,” David started to say, thinking that maybe
he could introduce the teen to one of his other friends, one he
might be better off with.
Then he stopped and considered what he was doing. If
Charlie wasn’t his friend above all, would he even be having these
doubts? No, he finally told himself. If Charlie was some guy he
met outside of work, they’d be naked in bed together right now.
Again if he was honest with himself, he didn’t want to send his
friend to some other man’s bed.
“Okay, look Charlie,” he began again, “I want to make one
thing very clear. If at any time you want to stop, just say so. No
silly code words or anything like that. Stop, means stop. And no
matter what happens, it stays inside this apartment. If you decide
later on that it shouldn’t have happened, then it never did.
Understand?”
The broad smile on the young man’s face made David wonder
if he’d paid attention to a single word he’d said. And in his final bit
of honesty before he crossed the line between friend and lover,
David no longer even thought he cared.
-=-=-=-=-
Evidently, neither did Charlie because less than five minutes
later, they were making out on the couch. When David had first
leaned over to Charlie and kissed him softly on his lips, it had been
a brief kiss, just long enough to test the waters. When Charlie
didn’t react negatively, he kissed him again, this time longer and
more aggressively. He was rewarded in kind as he felt the younger
man’s mouth open when he pressed his tongue against it, meeting
the darting probe with his own.
Past experience had taught David that there were some
bi-curious guys, which is how he viewed Charlie right now, that
totally freaked at the thought of kissing another man. Strangely
enough, these same men had no problem going down on another guy
or even taking a cock up their ass. Kissing, however, proved to be
much too intimate of an experience.
Charlie definitely wasn’t one of them as one kiss followed
another and two pairs of hands explored each other’s bodies.
David slid his hand between Charlie’s legs and found his cock rock
hard. Charlie did the same and found David’s in a similar state.
The mutual discovery brought a smile to both their faces.
“Why don’t you just lay back and let me take care of you?”
David asked as he gently moved Charlie’s hand away from his cock.
“Don’t worry, you’ll get your chance to play soon enough.”
Charlie did as David instructed as the older man stood up
and pulled off his T-shirt, dropping it to the floor. His shorts
followed in short order, as did his sneakers and socks. He stood
there for a long moment, giving Charlie the chance to take it all in.
“God, you’re beautiful,” Charlie exclaimed.
“Well I prefer handsome, but beautiful will do,” David
smiled.
Climbing back onto the couch, David pulled Charlie close and
kissed him again, their tongues intertwining. His hand reached
down to the belt of the younger man’s jeans and he opened it and
the button beneath it with ease. His zipper followed just as freely
and before Charlie could even react, David had his fingers inside
his pants and wrapped around his cock.
“Very nice,” he offered between kisses as he gently stoked
the sensitive flesh.
Charlie let out a loud gasp as David cupped his balls, his
fingers massaging them expertly. Then it was back to his cock,
which was now definitely rock hard.
“Why don’t we get you out of these,” David suggested.
A suggestion Charlie was quick to follow as he lifted his ass
off the cushion far enough for David to slide off both his jeans
and the briefs beneath them. It took a little longer to unbutton
his shirt and rid himself of his shoes and socks, but in the end he
was as naked as the older man.
“I might prefer handsome, but you are most certainly
beautiful,” David said with a broad smile of appreciation.
The compliment made Charlie blush, he had never considered
himself either.
David leaned in and kissed him again, his outstretched hand
running over Charlie’s almost hairless chest. His kisses moved
lower, covering his neck, then his chest, paying careful attention to
his nipples as his tongue tickled the tips.
‘That feels really nice,” Charlie said softly as he closed his
eyes and just enjoyed the attention.
David’s kisses moved down across his chest until they
reached his fully extended cock. First he kissed the tip of it, then
ran his tongue around the crown. Finally, he opened his lips wide
and took it deep into his mouth.
“Oh shit!” Charlie exclaimed as he felt the wetness engulf
him.
David took great pride in his cock sucking ability, a talent he
had first begun to develop back in his early teens. The years of
practice showed as he quickly brought Charlie to heights he never
believed possible. Every touch of his tongue, every brush of his
lips sent electric jolts of joy racing through his body.
His hand again cupped Charlie’s balls as he played with them,
running his mouth down the length of his shaft all the way to the
bottom where he wrapped his lips around his balls. All the while
his other hand continued to pump Charlie’s cock.
Age and inexperience, coupled with the excitement of the
moment all worked again Charlie in his desire to make this
wonderment last as long as he could. He could feel his climax rising
from deep inside. It was impossible to stop and a part of him
didn’t want it to.
David easily recognized the signs and again closed his mouth
around Charlie’s cock. He held his hand tightly around the base of
the teenager’s cock, holding him back for a few more moments.
Then not even that was possible as the young man exploded like
he’d never done before.
As soon as David felt the first bursts of Charlie’s climax hit
the back of his mouth, he swallowed as fast as he could. There
would be much more to come he knew. As fast as Charlie could
shoot, he took it in.
“Fuckkkk!” Charlie cried out as his orgasm shook his entire
body.
David continued to suck on Charlie’s cock long after he’d
been depleted. He only gave up when he felt his manhood grow
soft in his mouth after which he finally let it slip from between his
lips.
Lifting himself up, he kissed Charlie once more, his tongue
carrying the taste of his climax into the younger man’s mouth. To
his delight, Charlie pressed his own tongue against David’s and
licked it clean.
“That was fantastic,” Charlie said, a broad grin filling his
face.
“I’m glad you enjoyed it,” David said as he sat next to him
on the couch.
“Can I do that to you now?” Charlie eagerly asked.
“In a few minutes,” David replied. “Why don’t you take a
few minutes to catch your breath.”
The two of them sat there for a while, with Charlie showing
some impatience with the delay. Finally, he asked if they could
move to David’s bedroom before they went on.
“Okay, if you think you’ll be more comfortable,” David
agreed.
-=-=-=-=-
Leaving their clothes behind, the two of them walked naked
into the bedroom where Charlie was glad to see that David had a
full sized bed. He’d been afraid he’d have something like the one
back home and they’d have to squeeze onto it. Not that he had any
objection to being pressed tightly against his friend.
Together they climbed onto the bed and almost immediately,
Charlie leaned over and kissed David. His sudden aggressiveness
took David by surprise for a second, but he enjoyed it
nevertheless.
“Now I want you to just lay down and enjoy it,” Charlie said
as a wicked gleam appeared in his eyes.
David lifted both his arms and clasped his fingers behind his
head, stretching out the rest of the body across the bed.
“I’m all yours,” he told Charlie.
“Then roll over, I want to give you a massage,” Charlie said.
Surprised, David did just that.
Charlie climbed up and put his hands on both of David’s
shoulders and began to work his fingers into them. To the older
man’s surprise, he was pretty good at it. He had been expected
him to just go through the motions. Later on, he promised himself,
he had to ask where Charlie had learned to do this. But that was
later, not now. For now he just wanted to relax and enjoy it.
Charlie continued down his back, working the area on both
sides of his spine. The pressure of his fingers brought a warm
feeling to David, the equal to any massage he’d had at the health
club he belonged to.
Soon Charlie’s hands were on his ass, squeezing the firm
flesh and rubbing them in a mixture of soft and hard motions. By
this time, the teenager had moved to the top of the bed and was
leaning over David’s prone form. As he spread out his cheeks, he
could just about see David’s cock and balls sticking out.
Spreading his cheeks wider, Charlie took hold of David’s
balls and rubbed them, the base of his thumb rolling back and
forth across them. Charlie moved off to the side of the bed to
gain a better vantage, his hands never leaving the man body
beneath him.
Pushing his hands in, he rubbed the length of David’s cock
with one and played with his asshole with the other. The two
pronged treatment brought an appreciative moan from David who
continued to be amazed and impressed.
Reluctantly leaving his cock and balls behind, Charlie moved
on and worked his magic touch on David’s legs. He went all the way
down to the tips of David’s toes, then told him to roll over onto his
back.
When David did, his cock was practically standing straight
up. He was surprised when Charlie ignored it and instead continued
the massage. Starting again at his shoulders, the young man
worked his way down across David’s chest, rubbing his fingers
across his muscles and playing with his nipples.
Down across his chest he went, then across his stomach until
finally, his hands came to rest on both sides of David’s cock. With
a touch so soft as to be almost non-existent, Charlie brushed his
hands against it, then reached down to caress the inside of his
thighs. Then he brought them back up once more, this time
caressing his cock harder, once, twice, then a third time.
After the last, the fingers of his right hand closed around
the shaft and Charlie gently pumped it a few times. As he did, he
moved closer so that he was standing right over the outstretched
David, looking down as he began to pump his cock up and down with
long, even strokes.
Leaning over from the side of the bed, Charlie kissed the
sides of David’s cock, then the top, running his tongue up and down
the length. This went on for a few long teasing minutes until he
finally closed around the shaft and took it all the way into his
mouth.
“Damn!” David thought as he was overwhelmed by the skill
of the neophyte cocksucker.
Cupping David’s balls, Charlie’s head bobbed up and down as
he went down on the older man. His nimble tongue sliding all over
his manhood as he moved. David couldn’t help but be impressed
with how much of his length Charlie seemed able to swallow,
Charlie continued to suck ravenously on his cock, pausing only
long enough to ask him to sit up. David did so, dropping his feet
over the side of the bed. Charlie was on his knees now, pumping
David’s cock as fast as he could, moving his mouth up and down its
length and then taking him whole once more.
David knew he was about to come and decided to warn
Charlie of just that. As much as he wanted to shoot into his
mouth, that was a decision best left up to Charlie. As much as he
liked then taste of a man’s climax, a lot of guys didn’t.
To his disappointment, Charlie reacted to the warning by
stopping totally. Even if he didn’t want to take his load in his
mouth, he had expected his young lover to at least jerk him off to
a climax.
“Is there something wrong?” he asked, slightly irritated
even though he had said that Charlie could stop at any time.
“No, nothings wrong,” Charlie said with a smile as he looked
up at David.
“Then why did you stop?” David asked, thinking that he
couldn’t have picked a worse time to do just that.
“I just didn’t want you to come yet,” Charlie said with all
sincerity.
“Why not?”
“Because I want you to fuck me first,” the young man said in
an equally sincere voice.
“This is going way beyond anything I thought it would be,”
David thought to himself as he looked down at his friend.
Charlie just smiled back.
“Are you really sure?” David asked.
“Absolutely.”
“Then get that pretty ass up here on the bed,” David
grinned as he reached down to help him do just that.
In many ways that old saying was true, he told himself as
Charlie climbed next to him. A stiff dick does indeed have no
conscience.
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With Charlie on his back, David took a strong hold of his
legs and lifted them high and wide apart. His asshole exposed,
David brought his mouth down against it and began to lick it
energetically. Powerful thrusts pressed the tip inside Charlie’s
tight hold, tickling the even more sensitive area within. David knew
he would need much more than just saliva but liked to start with
his tongue anyway.
He rimmed Charlie for a while, testing his tightness with one
of his fingers. Charlie moaned as he felt David penetrate him, a
moan mixed with a plea for more.
From the top drawer of his night table, David pulled out a
blue tube of lubricant and spread it against Charlie’s ass. Then he
covered the head and shaft of his cock with the same slippery goo.
Placing the head of his cock against Charlie’s asshole, he asked if
he was ready.
“Oh yeah,” Charlie panted.
Slowly, carefully, David pressed forward an inch at a time,
giving the virgin time to get used to the penetration of his cock.
He could tell it was hurting at first, but Charlie kept encouraging
him to go on. Bit by bit, he moved further in, until finally his shaft
was totally buried deep inside Charlie.
“Fuck me, David,” Charlie said with his eyes closed as he
savored the moment. “I want you to fuck me hard.”
David wasn’t sure about the hard part, at least not yet, but
he did pull back a little and then press forward. Back and forth he
moved, each repetition a little longer and harder. Soon enough, he
was pulling nearly all the way out and then burying his cock in
Charlie all the way to his balls.
Faster and faster he moved, his hands tightly gripped
around Charlie’s legs. As fast as he moved, as hard as he drove
into him, the teen cried out for more. It would take a much
stronger man than David to hold back now.
He was fucking Charlie as hard as he’d ever fucked any man
and still he wanted more. Looking down, he watched as Charlie
took hold of his own erect cock and began pumping it frantically.
David knew that hot as he was, he wasn’t going to last long. It was
only a matter of who was going to come first.
It turned out to be Charlie as youthful vigor sent the white
arcs of his orgasm shooting into the air, splattering across David.
The sign of Charlie’s second orgasm was enough to send the older
man over the edge and his body quaked as he exploded inside
Charlie’s ass.
Exhausted, he dropped down on top of Charlie, the two of
them wrapping their arms around each other and sharing one last
kiss. It was quite some time before either of them even
attempted to get up.
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When they finally did move from the bed, a shower was
definitely called for but it was a toss up as to if they were getting
clean or just making more of a mess. With hot water running off
their bodies, both of them sucked the other off and David fucked
Charlie a second time. They needed individual showers to clean up
from the shower.
Charlie spent the night at David’s apartment and sometime
before the dawn, was fucked a third time. A very long talk took
place over breakfast and David convinced Charlie that he should
take some time to let things sort themselves out.
The last night, he told him, might very well be the start of a
new chapter in his life, or it might very well just have been a
learning experience. Either way, only time would tell.
One thing he was certain of, the older man said, he wasn’t
the one for him. He would always be his friend, but if Charlie was
going to have a relationship with another man, he thought he would
do better with someone his own age. If Charlie found that was
what he wanted, he would be happy to introduce him to some likely
prospects.
“I guess that’s the best idea,” Charlie said as he finished up
his breakfast. “Could you imagine the look on Kenny’s face if he
could’ve seen us last night?” he added, changing the subject.
“Fuck Kenny!” David said as he finished his coffee.
“Nah, I’d rather fuck you,” Charlie grinned.
David paused with the coffee cup in his hand. That was the
one thing they hadn’t done last night. He seldom bottomed since it
really wasn’t his thing, but there had been exceptions to that rule.
“Okay, but just this once,” he said with a smile as he put
down the cup.
Charlie’s eyes totally lit up at the opportunity.
“Okay, maybe twice but that’s where I draw the line,” David
found himself saying.
“Sure, David, anything you say,” Charlie assured him.
Come Monday morning, both David and Charlie arrived at
work at their normal times. Each carried a secret smile for the
other and wondered what any of their co-workers would think if
they knew that only a few hours before, they had both climbed out
of the same bed.
END
(c) Ann Douglas 2005
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