MANSTORY
For in the beginning there was nothing...then God created Adam
written and dreamt by: PMH

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I awoke in my flat, the lights were off and my sister was sitting next to me and Paula and Stacy were at the foot of the bed. My hand went to my neck and I felt nothing, no blood, no cuts, ...nothing. My sister smiled and I was getting ready to ask about what happened but she said, "Shhhhh...just rest, that was a nasty fall you had."

"Yeah, I don't even remember seeing you drinking. Did you just pass out from dancing?" Paula asked.

"Huh?" I replied confused.

"I noticed you looked a bit pale back there, but believed it was just some trick of the light. I didn't know you were about to try to walk away and then pass out." Stacy said.

My sister said, "Oh, I'm so tired now, I think I'm going to just lay down a bit. You guys have fun." and then she went to sleep. After a few more moments I finally caught on to what had happened and I turned and pulled the covers over my sister, smiling knowingly.

"Wow! I've never seen anyone just pass out like that!" Paula said.

"Yeah, my sister is a pretty hard sleeper, she'll be out for the rest of the night. I'm sorry."

"No, I meant you! That was freaky!" Paula said, but she eyed me suspiciously.

Of course my sister had just used up a lot of energy saving my life so to wake her now would be impossible not to mention extremely bad for her. Paula seemed a little angry and confused, but then she bounced up and asked if I had anything to drink. I let her help herself to my supply and then Stacy came over and took my hand and led me back to the sofa. We sat down and he put his leg over mine and started to rub my hand and he asked, "So? Are you feeling better?"

I pulled my hand away and looked back at him and said, "Yes, I'm much better now." Which wasn't a lie. After a healing by my sister I felt better than I had in days. I was wide awake and full of energy.
Paula stood in front of us, took a deep swig of her beer and then she said, "Oh God! I have got to get out of these clothes!" and she started to unhook the corset she had been wearing. I watched fascinated by the marks the corset had left on her small breasts. Paula rubbed at the marks across her breasts and I watched as she pressed the soft swell of flesh. Her pinkish brown nipples moved around in circles as she rubbed the skin above them. I found this whole thing intensely erotic and I didn't even think about my new friend Stacy. I felt his leg move off of mine and I didn't respond, I was fascinated by Paula's beauty and the fact that the erotic show she was performing was innocent and not at all meant to do anything but undress. She removed her chastity belt and then fell to the floor and kicked a foot up into my face.

"Pull." She commanded.

I pulled at her boot, all the while trying not to be obvious by looking at her tender little pussy lips hidden behind the stockings. If she was bothered by my staring at her crotch, she didn't seem to show it. In fact when I looked at her face she was smiling.
"Come on, PULL!" She said with a smile.

I had been pulling but now it was obvious that I was going to have to really jerk if these boots were going to come off. Finally I got both boots off and Paula said, "There, I was sure you could do it. Just gotta use a little muscle." Then she lifted her hips off the carpet and fell back on her elbows and in one quick motion the stockings were off her hips and sliding down her legs. The process of watching a woman remove stockings is perhaps one of the most erotic performances a woman can display. Even if a woman simply and crudely jerks the stockings off, she still has to do it in a series of movements that force her to raise and extend her legs in a way that has no other effect than to turn men on. Paula was no stranger at pulling and erotically removing her stockings. That was obvious, she lifted each leg high and straight and rolled the stockings off each leg. The whole performance left my cock throbbing and my mind racing with fantasies of touching and holding her legs.

"Listen, I think perhaps I should just leave." Stacy said abruptly.

I turned and noticed him again for the first time. He stood up and I looked at Paula for help, she just simply shrugged and raised her eyebrows as if to say, 'don't ask me, I'm just undressing here.'
"Why do you have to go? Come on, hang out." I said apologetically.

"Walk me to the door, will you?" Stacy asked.

I turned again to look at Paula, she was laying back on her elbows, one leg bent to the side and the other straight out. She looked very comfortable and very beautiful. I found myself raging with desire for her, but also feeling tremendous guilt for not giving more attention to Stacy. I turned quickly and followed Stacy to the door.
"Listen, you are really very cute and I'd love to get to know you, but I'm gay." Stacy said.

"I know, and that's ok. There is nothing wrong with that..." I was going to say more but Stacy put his hand to my mouth and said, "No, it's not ok, I'm really gay. You, well, you have to figure out what you are. I'm not looking for a quick lay with you and some girl I don't even know. I'm looking for something that...well, I'm looking for someone who's going to only have eyes for me."

"Yes, I know. You are going to find it too, I promise."

He turned and said, "Good night to you. I hope you and your sister are ok. Maybe I'll see you around?"

"Maybe." I said honestly and then watched him leave.

Back in the flat, Paula had now turned over and was reading a "SKIN TWO" magazine on the floor. Her small, lithe body reminded me of my sister and I tried to remove the feelings of lust that were raging through my body. I focused, trying to stay in control. I watched Paula flip from page to page, stopping only when she found a beautiful photograph by some exquisite photographer... she stopped often.

"It's hard to be different, isn't it?" Paula asked, not looking at me.

"What?" I asked confused.

"Yeah, I know how it is. Oh, by the way, I don't mind of you look at my ass, that's why I'm laying here nude."

"I wasn't...Well, you do have an amazing body, but don't worry, I'm safe." I said defensively.

She turned and looked at me, her eyebrow raising slightly, "I hope not." She said, and she rolled back over, propping her head up with one hand and still holding the magazine in her other. She looked like a painting of a young prostitute by some 19th century artist. I marveled at her beauty and yet there was danger about her, I could feel it.

"But I know what it's like to be different, to not fit in, with anyone."

I thought about what she was saying then replied, "Yes, it's very hard to have no place, to have no sense of self. Sometimes I just feel like crawling away and hiding under some rock. I don't understand why things have to be filled with absolutes."

"Because people can't possibly believe that anyone can be anything but good or evil. It's easier with absolutes." Paula said sitting up, and scooting closer to me. My heart raced looking at her nude body, but there was also an innocence there, a desire to just be nude, not necessarily to turn someone on. I could feel it and so I tried to respond by not letting myself get too worked up, but I felt my dick pressing against the fabric of my pants and it was hard to take my attention away from it.

"He left because you aren't gay, right?" Paula asked.

"That's what he said, could you hear him?" I asked, starting to wonder more about Paula and if perhaps there were magical qualities about her.

"No, but I could tell. I've had the same thing happen to me lots of times. It's either you are straight or gay, married or single, slut or prude, good or evil. It's all bullshit."

"Why?" I asked, not sure exactly what part I was asking why about.

"Because people are afraid. They are afraid to explore the unknown, to explore what's inside themselves."

"I think I'm afraid too." I said, looking at her beautiful young face and seeing such innocence and wisdom all together. She was more than beautiful, she was stunning. I could see why my sister was attracted to her and why I was starting to loose control.

"What are you afraid of?" She asked.

I looked over at my sister sleeping, my twin, my everything. Then I turned back and said, "I'm afraid of what it means to be between worlds. It's hard when you wake up everyday and know that you have no place, that you are locked into a role and you are forced to play it out. Day after day, after day."

Paula got up and she sat across from me on the couch and she looked at me and she took my hand and said, "I understand. I really do. But you aren't locked into a role, you just have to be you and be happy with that, you just have to understand that the world is always going to want you to be something else. But that's just because they are too chicken shit to see that they are also locking themselves into roles. I mean look at these idiots on survivor, fucking each other over for a million bucks. People do that every day. Why? Because they are trying to be someone they aren't. The world is full of people trying to BE something, there aren't too many people who just are."

"Where do you come from? What clan are you? You can't be from this world." I asked, positive that there was no way a girl like this, so wise, so young, could actually exist and not be from some other world.

"What are you talking about? You are so weird." and she laughed. Then she jumped up and said, "Let's play a game."

"What kind of game?" I asked. She seemed to be thinking, as if she hadn't quite figured out what game she wanted to play, then she said, "Take off your clothes." I looked at her and very self consciously I started to unbutton my shirt. Having a very hairy chest has always bothered me. One of those things that reminds you that you are so undeniably human. I let my shirt slip off and Paula smiled and said, "Look at the Magnum P.I. action." referring to my hairy display. She watched as I unbuttoned my pants and let them fall. I slipped off my socks and stood before her nude.

"Not bad, not bad at all." She said smiling and I felt a little better, then she said, "Can't you make it go down?"

"Well, it doesn't have a switch." I said laughing.

"Duh! Ok, come over here and what you have to do is touch my body, run your hands all over it and keep your eyes closed." I smiled and looked at her suspiciously, "but not so you can grope me, because what I want you to do is describe what you feel but tell me about it as if it was your body. Don't say you feel, say I feel my, get it?"

"Yeah,I think so, but why are we, I don't..."

"It's all about letting go. It's about not seeing the world in black and white."

"And you call me weird. Ok, here goes..." I closed my eyes and my hands went out and found her arms, I slid my hands up her arms and said, "I feel...ummm...my arms feel very tight, very small but I can feel the..I mean, my muscle." I peaked and she had her eyes closed but she said, "No peeking." I think she was enjoying this and I found I was too, but this wasn't the way to get my dick to go down.

"I have small shoulders, very small and very sleek..."

"Now you are getting into it."

"My skin is very smooth, very soft. I have a small chin with a little dimple, I love the little dimple. My lips are very soft and full. High cheekbones, soft eyelashes...."

"You're starting to lose it."

"My hair is course, I guess I dyed it too much..." she laughed, I moved my hands down across her face and down the front of her body and I felt the swell of her small breasts. "My breasts are very small but very soft and my nipples are slightly puffy, protruding a little and, right now... very hard." I smiled and could feel her smiling too. "I love the ring going through my nipple."

"Yes, that's nice." She said with a deep sigh.

"I have a sharp line down my stomach, I can feel the blocks in my stomach. Mmmm...slightly curved little stomach, and I love my little belly button ring." I fingered the little bit of metal and her breaths were short and deep.
"I have little tiny hairs running down the middle of my belly down to my crotch," She moved forward a little as my hand explored her crotch. "I have a little stubble where my pubic hair should be if I weren't shaved and it feels kinda prickly. My..." I struggled for the right word,

"Pussy?" Paula said.

"Ummm...Yes, my pussy is very small, just a small line and I can feel my protruding labia and a little ball of metal going through my hood. I..." now my breaths were deep and shallow, "I have small hips, very thin hips. I can feel my hip bones."

"Ok, watch it." Paula said laughing, but she quickly followed with, "I'm just kidding, you are really doing good at this game."

I smiled and went on, "My ass is very soft but very tight. I can just about fit each cheek in my hands if I spread my fingers out, and there is very little of a crease at the bottom of my ass." I knelt down a little. "My thighs are very tight and there is a definite curve of muscle in each thigh. My knees are small, very soft. My calves are very muscular and hard, very curved and my ankles are small and my feet are small and I can feel a small arch across the side."

I stopped and opened my eyes, still kneeling down and touching her feet. Paula looked down and smiled at me and her small frame was even more beautiful, even more familiar to me know. I felt like I really knew every inch of her body. My hands still tingled from touching her and wanting to touch her more.

"Ok! Now me!" Paula seemed excited by this.

I stood and her hands came out and touched my chest, then she started.

"My chest is very hairy, it feels good to run my hands through my hairy chest."

She ran her hands all around my chest and through the hair and it was really odd to have so much attention on one part of your body. With my eyes closed I felt her hands and listened to her describe it as if she were me talking and it was very strange but very sensual.

"My shoulders are a little bony but I can feel some muscle in my neck and at the top of my arms. I have a long neck, and it's funny to feel my adam's apple go up and down." She kept her hand on my neck, and I resisted swallowing but the concentration there made me do it. She laughed as it went up and down again.

"I have small jaw bones, more feminine than masculine. I love my little goatee, it feels kinda like pubic hair." We both laughed.

"Ok, ok. Be serious."

"Who said I wasn't?" She smiled biting her bottom lip and then went on, "I have very soft lips and a small mouth. I have a small nose, with kinda a little ball at the end. Very soft eyelashes and soft hair. You really are very soft for a guy. Oooppss... sorry. Messed up. I mean I really am soft for a guy." Her hands moved down to my chest again and then out to my arms.

"Oooo..I have a little bit of muscle. Very tight and then it gets narrow down by my elbows. My elbows are a little bony, but my arms are strong. I have small hands, very soft hands. Long fingers." Her hands moved back to my chest, rubbing around in the hair and then she stopped on my nipples. "I have soft little nipples and they seem to be getting a little hard-on. Hmmmm...I think they would be even nicer if they were pierced. I have nice little curve on either side, the start of more muscle to come. I can feel the bottom of my ribs and my stomach is tight and firm. Ooo...I was sucking in, there is a little curve but still it's very tight. Hmmm...the start of a little bit of love handles, I'll have to lay off the doughnuts." We both laughed again and I said, "Ok, you are going to make me want to forfeit this game and kick your ass."

"Oh, no! I haven't gotten to my favorite part yet!" We both laughed again and her hands moved down around my belly button. "I have a very hairy pubic area, but it's been trimmed around my cock. My hips are small, very thin, I can feel a little bone. Hmmmm...lets see, what's this?" Laughing again, "My cock is very hard, my balls are very tight up against my body, they are softer than my cock, the skin around them hanging a little looser, but they are pressed in tight to my body. My dick is very smooth. I can feel little veins that run up the length of it. Hmmm...I'd say about six inches, oh well, it's not the size right?" More laughter again, less comfortable on my part.

"The head of my cock is very tight, little ridge of skin and I seem to be quite lubricated already. It feels good to smear my little juices all around the tip of my cock and...Ok, moving on."
"Ummm...well, you don't have to." I said pleading with her to keep her hand on my throbbing cock. I felt her thumb rub the tip of my cock again, smearing the juices around again, but then she let her hands slide around to my ass.

"I have a tight ass, very smooth and kinda hairy. Seems I could do a bit more running though. I have tight thighs, very slender and my knees are...fuck this!" She said and she took my cock in her mouth and I gasped as I opened my eyes and she was kneeling before me, my cock buried down her throat. She sucked and pulled at my cock, her head bobbing furiously up and down. She moaned softly as my cock slid in and out of her small mouth. My hands found her dreaded and braided locks and I pressed her head down into me. She went all the way down on my, gotta be more than six inches thank you very much, cock. Her mouth was so warm and wet and my cock was in heaven. I tried to keep my balance standing but it was hard as she knew just how to apply pressure with her tongue on the underside of my cock and just about send me into orgasm. She stopped and ran her tongue up and down the length of my cock letting it flick around the tip as she watched me watching her. WIth her eyes half closed she ran her small tongue all around the front of my shaft right below the head. This girl was no stranger to just what drove a man wild.
She dove back in, turning her head as she took my throbbing cock back down inside her mouth. I watched as every bit of my cock dissappeared inside her mouth and then she rolled her tounge around so that it teased as she sucked. My hot shaft was fully buried inside her, I could feel the pressure of her throat against it. She didn't gag or try to pull away, she just kept my full length inside her throat and I watched as she let warm saliva drip from her lips. Then she let my cock slide slowly back out and it was litterally dripping and I knew there was no way I could resist cumming if she did that again. No way in hell!
She took my dick in her expert hand and started to stroke. Her spit and my precum acting as lubricant as she worked it. She knew I was getting really close, my cock started to pump and she was stroking fast but not too hard. It was just like she knew exactly what to do to get me closer and closer to cumming. Then she started to suck again and I thought I would just cum right then, filling her mouth with my warm semen. But suddenly, she stood up and buried her tongue in my mouth, I immediatly tasted the salty taste of my near escape at orgasm on her tongue. I held her close and she started to rub her small body against mine and I wanted to be inside her so badly I could just about feel her warm pussy already. I lifted her up and carried her to the couch and she fell down and pulled me on top of her. Her legs spread open and wrapped around me and I brought my hips up and entered her easily. My cock slid down inside her so smoothly and she gasped as I entered her. Her arms wrapped around my head and she started to grind her hips against me and press her body up against mine and she moaned deeply with each thrust. I felt my body slip into another world as my cock entered her. I held her tight, feeling so warm with her, so complete. Our bodies enter twined felt like heaven and I wanted more than anything to just sink inside her and join with her. Then she started to moan as she rubbed her hips against the base of my cock. I thrust slowly and deeply in rhythm with her and soon she and I both going to cum. Our moans of ecstasy filled the room as I felt each rush of warm cum shoot inside her. She smiled and kissed me deeply and my cock was on fire, but I didn't want to take it out of her, I never wanted to let her go. At that moment I felt like her and I were one and it was beautiful, a beautiful moment that I never wanted to end.
My cock was literally soaking in her juices and my body shook with each movement. She looked at me again and said, "Oh god! That was so intense! I really felt like I was just going to get sucked away!"

"I know, I did too. It was wonderful. I don't want it to end."

"Me either, but who says it has too? Just don't pull out. I'll get him hard again." She started to kiss me and she pushed me onto the couch and fell on top of me. It was very difficult without it slipping out of her, but somehow we managed and I lay on my back, her hands exploring me and her tongue exploring my neck and ears. I felt my cock start to stir, it was amazing! I felt it start to move back up inside her wet pussy again and she moaned a little and said, "That's it baby, there it goes, I love it, fill my little pussy back up again."

Moments later we were moving in rhythm with each other again, our bodies covering each other and our touch melting into each other. It was like the rest of the world didn't exist, there was only our passion, our touch.