Arnold's POV
"When I was 25-years old, I took my little brothers on a long camping trip to the Northern woods of Wisconsin. We had been making the trip from Chicago for years but after our dad passed away, we decided to keep the tradition going. It is the perfect opportunity for family bonding and have some outdoor adventure. While we were staying at a state campground, one of the park rangers came by our camping area to warn us of pending severe weather.
I think the guy was around 30 years old or something? From there on, he seemed cool and nice so we started talking and from the way he was behaving and acting physically I got the sense he was interested in me.
I’ve never been attracted to other men, but there was just something about him that I liked and I felt attracted to him. Hard to explain. Maybe it was his cologne? Just before we left, he stopped by our camp to wish us goodbye and a safe trip and he also said he’d be visiting Chicago the next weekend. When I gave him my number, I knew exactly what I was doing or maybe I didn't.
But I didn't mind exchanging contacts at all. Sure enough, when he arrived in town, he called and asked if we could hang out. After a call or two I ended up going to his hotel and we ended up getting it on. Nothing serious.
He went down on me and I tried doing the same but wasn’t very good at it and that made me a bit embarrassed. After what we shared. I never heard from him again. Does this mean I’m gay? I don’t think so. I think labels do more harm than good..." Mr I don't even know his name continued talking because my fucking mind is going crazy since the last event, it wasn't an event.
Damn it, it was a moment that couldn't leave my mind no matter how hard I try to concentrate on this guy's opinion, story or is it a question? The only thing I could agree with him is
"You are right, it was definitely his cologne" " Arnold, will you like to share your insight?"
"Huh, well. Please let everyone finish first" Didn't realize I said that out loud till I answered Biggie's question absentmindedly.
I am currently at a closed support group for gays or men confused about their sexuality , we just got this rather too large building as a support center from the LGTBQ UN committee when they heard about the success stories of what we do. Courtesy of this building that comes with a private beach that this guy and I git caught in the moment and I don't even know his name, that's some will night which I don't regret at all.
Currently, a middle aged young man was in front of the group of seven men pouring out his heart while I am her pondering on me.
I didn't know what came over my head to challenge him like that but I don't regret any bit of it.There was no dull moment with him from the first time I went to stop him from embarrassing himself. It was all goofy and cute for a big guy like him. "Biggie really hilarious!"
This still cracks me up. "Dr. Arnold, did you whisper something?" Damn it. "No, no I just remembered something and needed to memorize it.Sorry for the interruption"
Biggie looked at me quizzingly before he signaled for oh ,it's another guy to keep talking. Didn't even know when the first bit finished and this one came up but oh well.
I shrugged avoiding the curious side glances. I am normally more composed and attentive than this. I like the fact that he takes up challenges which really means he will work hard too.
I know and can feel he was sad and needed some company or relief or both but the bottles of drinks he kept drowning wouldn't help. I can beat that from awful experience , especially when I came out newly as gay to my parents back home.
Till my then boyfriend Logan taught me how to let out steam while gyming. At least that aggression won't be to waste when my body gets in shape and teased Fabiola, I sighed. He is a story for another day , now where was I? I like the fact that he trusted me enough to get into my car and drive all the way here.
I took a drink or two but I can hold my liquor. It was done enough to not get us killed beside my car which has it's safety advantages.
And besides, my field requires me to have some physiological skills to make us appear more trustworthy to patients, especially in this field of my work. He obviously thought it was a joke till I threw the first punch and then we started.
There was something about everything that night but the tension was real. Oh how I want to describe his body in detail but I dished my glasses for some fun but what I do remember vividly and clearly is his hair, it was so beautifully styled and shiny.
Couldn't help it but brushed the cute strands that were covering his jaw-dropping face structure. I tackled him down and he didn't even bulge, I could sense his breath hiking up so was mine.
My body was all over him and I was grateful for taking off my jacket before we started wrestling on the beach because this way I could feel his hard muscle under mine.
The way the half moon was saying down his face was too magical and getting unresistable, this hot guy under me doesn't look like the kind of gays that go about wearing heels and colour dresses.
He was in all form an alpha male, I was scared of going further at first but when I felt his ground grow harder underneath me. Damn, I couldn't control my urge anymore , his eyes were still closed when I gently pressed my lips on him, his lips were frozen.
No reaction at first but then he started ressisting and didn't know what came over me and the energy to tackle his arms above him and went down on his lips with full force.
He tried shaking his head but softly began to let me in and it was like a thousand stars clashing. The feel, I could get high just kissing this hunk of a guy.
His hands were still placed over his head and we kissed for like eternity in that position till I felt him moan when our hard ground grinded over the thin sheets of material covering us. At this point, it was my eyes closed thinking of all things pleasure.
Damn! Then I remembered this guy is drunk and oh my goodness. I quickly stood up from his body, dragging my hair back and hissing. This is so wrong and so right.
He opened his eyes and say up on his elbow , looking at me with a blank stare and I couldn't make out any emotions on his face
"Sorry man, I didn't mean for this to happen. I swear " I said, cussing at my irresponsible behavior. I have always had everything under control, till mr quarterback player that bragged about gyms expert. I waited for him to say anything, anything at all and I still got the blank look. Okay at least any reaction? None too.
I folded my hands as we stared at each other. I tried my best to take everything in, too scared that this might be the last time I will set my eyes on this guy.
"Okay, can I drive you home or should I calm a taxi? '' His eyes widened in realization and he brought out his phone from his back pocket. Checking something , I hope it's same to assume it's the time because he hissed loudly. Stood up aggressively and picked his shoe heading for the exit without even backward glance.
This is the most exciting thing that has happened to me since I moved to Kingston city but the best way to describe my euphoric state us that " I am screwed ".
The clapping around brought me back to life as I saw the men standing up as shaking hands or patting backs. Ahh, finally the meeting has come to an end. I took my phone out and went to a far corner pretending to take a call, because I wouldn't have any words of encouragement or advice to anyone today.
" Everyone is gone, just you and I. Confess?"
"Confess what Biggie" I answered with a chuckle "Never saw you this distracted at a meeting like this before, you have always been an apt listener "
"But I paid attention and heard everything"
"Okay...? What happened when the second guy got married?" He asked, folding his huge hands. He was not called Biggie for the wrong reasons.
"They adopted a child of course " I did confidently, hoping it's the right answer. He just shook his head "When you are ready to talk, I am just a walk or talk away"
Your choice, he said sitting my back before going to help the cleaning service guy arrange back the chairs that were kept in a circular manner.
I let out a sigh of relief and tried my best to think of something else, like the health project I and my supervisor are working on but wait a minute , maybe I should pay Kingston university a visit during one of their football matches? I reasoned as I zoomed back to the hospital for my call duty.
Lucas's POV Just when I thought I was having enough issues going on in my life with Sophia , the probability of me having an issue with getting hard. A nerdy guy had to come and complicate everything up for me in a really bad way, wild way! Whatever your name is. The point is everything is driving me crazy, the universe must have picked me up to play chess on its best day. Because what the hell just happened out there on the beach?! To make matters worse, I missed Sonia's call when I was busy grinding humps with the Tesla driver. I took a deep breath , nervously playing with my wristwatch while I waited for Sophia to come get the door. That night was long forgotten , I tried my deepest best to keep everything in, buried deep down. We got so lucky, I didn't know how Jarey convinced the coach to give us a break because apparently I happen to be the only one with a hangover in the team. Harry said the coach will let it slide because we have been making the school proud since
Luca's POV***In the beginning of our relationship, I was content with kissing, necking, and heavy petting, never letting him touch my privates or see me naked. Never before had I even touched myself! Arnold, though, was a typical horny guy confessing to me that he looked at porno movies and magazines almost daily and he masturbated to the thought of having sex with me. Arnold coaxed me into opening up sexually as time went on, telling me his fantasies and what he longed to do to me, saying he wanted to give us a family and be with me forever. One day, we were at his place on the couch when he started rubbing my crotch through my white cotton panties. His sudden touch surprised me at first, but began making my juices start flowing. We locked eyes in a heated gaze. “What are you doing, Arnold?” I asked. “I’m rubbing your pussy, Lucas. Tryin’ to make you feel good…” he said to me, cupping my pubic mound in his hand.“This is your pussy, it belongs to me.” “My D***k?” I said, giggling.
Lucas POV ***** Arnold gasped and I felt his cock pulsing in my chute, suddenly unloading his semen deep within my bowels. He was grunting as his cock pulsated within me. I stared up at him, shocked. After a few moments, his breathing getting calmer, he began pulling his cock from my ass. It felt like he was ripping my insides! I squealed while he pulled his member from my bowels, cum dripping from the head of his dick. He slapped my ass cheek with his prick after he pulled it out of me, leaving a trail of cum on my butt. Later, after I had regained full consciousness, Arnold and I had a long talk about him fucking my ass. He convinced me that I told him I wanted him to fuck me up the ass while we were drunk, and he was simply obliging with my wishes. It was dubious, but then again, I had been pretty intoxicated that night. So I forgave him but I told him I didn’t want him fucking my ass again! We had a pretty happy relationship, having sex fairly regularly through our college year
Luca's POV Kept shaking my legs uncomfortably as I waited for the Doctor to see me as if sitting on the waiting bench outside the office wasn't enough trauma. Sophia volunteered to drive me here, to make sure I didn't bluff or change my mind but then honestly , what man will be delighted to hear that something is wrong with the very thing that made him a man huh? "Hello Mr Edgar, sorry for keeping you waiting " said the elderly and chubby looking doctor with a bald head coming in from behind me and taking the seat opposite me with his lab coat neatly buttoned up. "Luca Doctor, no problem" at all , I tried to stay calm drying my sweaty palms on the faded jeans I am wearing. Talking to him will be a little bit less awkward, imagine if it was some young Doctor, nahhhh don't want to even think about that. "So, what seems to be the problem Mr Edgar " he said going through my file which should obviously tell him the reason right? " It's okay Mr Edgar, I am a trained professional for t
Arnold's POVOne of the last passengers to board was a handsome, well-dressed man in his early thirties. He walked past my row, looking at me carefully as he went by. An instant later, he returned and settled into the seat beside me. I thought that was unusual, since the aisle seat and all three seats on the other side of our row were vacant. "How are you doing tonight?" he asked, smiling. I'd already turned on the overhead light and opened my book."Just fine," I answered. I smiled briefly at him, then turned my attention back to the medical book I am reading before attending the conference.I'm sort of shy anyway and that night I am depressed and frustrated about this cocky footballer and not really in the mood for conversation.My uncommunicative nature to strangers didn't deter him. Soon we were talking as if we were old friends. His name is Ashoton or is it Asher ? and he was a traveling representative for a big financial services company. He sold mutual funds and other investme
Arnold's POVAshton was already on his back. He folded his legs against his chest and gripped his knees, exposing his asshole. I smeared some Vaseline on my stiff pole, placed my cock head against his open hole and slid smoothly into his body. Ashton's anal muscles offered just enough resistance to make my initial penetration incredibly exciting. He gradually tightened his muscles as I took several slow strokes. "You've got your wonderful big stiff cock stuffed up my butt," Ashton gasped. "Now jam it into me really hard and fast." I started fucking him ferociously, driving my pole into his butt using all my strength. At first, I was afraid I'd spurt after a few strokes, but my orgasm a few minutes earlier gave me plenty of control."My asshole's better than a cunt, isn't it?" Ashton demanded, after I'd plowed him for a long time. "You're the best fuck I've ever had," I gasped without even stopping to think. It was true.It's always true. It took me years to realize what a shameles
Arnold's POVI would have followed him up ,called or at least texted him based on the fact that he is my patient but I am low key hoping that he will be bold enough to face his demons or rather his desires. Stood up from the bed and admiring the sun rising , flashbacks of my rather pleasant dream kept surfacing with each ray. Mr Edgar's test result came out normal and his sperm count was a little but above the normal range making him quite healthy.If only he will come to term and accept the fact that he is gay , this might be me assuming but then these connection and electrifying tension we both sure when we are in the same room is undeniable.Picking a coin and deciding to cast a die means I go meet that hot ass and give him the best head of his life. Kidding, will call him for his followup if he doesn't show up today as scheduled and if it ends up with a tail then I'm afraid , I have no other choice than to let him go.Followed my normal routine and resumed to work , counting down
Arnold's POVI would normally not be this descriptive and never told anyone my story, of how I knew and became a gay. But these past few days have been so intense for me and I feel the need to say it out , of course I didn't tell the group the nasty naughty details but it came close and I remembered every single thing.***** Years Ago*****It's early summer and I've just graduated from high school. Dad and I have spent the last week at Grandma's ranch, doing some minor maintenance. On the way home, we stopped to visit his college friends Carl and Katy. And their son Logan. I'm an average teenage boy. Basically a walking hard-on with limited social skills and a burning desire to put my painfully hard stick somewhere . . . anywhere. I've been dating girls all through high school. We kiss and fondle each other's bodies, but none of them has let me go below her belt. I'd never pushed it, but I've spent a lot of time fantasizing about the girls I've dated while I beat off. But, I also li
I roll my eyes.“Because that’s your surprise! It means that we’re having a baby,Xander , and the blue interior means that it’s a boy.”My boyfriend’s mouth drops open and he stares at me.“Are you serious,Sophia? I’m going to be a father?”I nod, bouncing on the heels of my feet in excitement.“Yes, I just found out yesterday! I took a pregnancy test and I’m definitely pregnant,Xander . We’re pregnant. You’re going to be a daddy.”He whoops and pulls me into his arms then, dancing around a bit.“A baby! A baby!” he keeps repeating, beyond excited for this moment. But then, Xander lets out a growl and pulls me closer to him, devouring my mouth with his own. “Thank you honey,” he rasps. “This means so much to me. This is the best gift a woman can give a man, and I appreciate it.”I moan into his kiss, my knees going weak as I melt into his broad chest.“I’m so glad you’re happy,” I murmur. But then I straighten. “How do you think Sassy is going to feel about being a big sister? I mean,
But are we celebrating something in particular?”Oops, I almost gave away my surprise. Quickly, I shake my head.“Nope, I just wanted to bake today. Sweet tooth, you know,” I say in a sassy tone before handing him a knife. “Here, cut.”He takes a moment to look it over and I can’t help but sigh again, looking at this damned thing. The cake’s pretty funny-looking, with a huge crater right in the middle, and the icing all lopsided because it’s spread too thin on one side and way too thick on the other. Plus, I attempted to add some fruit decorations, but it looks more like the fruit fairy barfed all over the damned thing. Well, at least I tried my best.But Xander knows better than to comment. Slowly, my man positions the knife and then cuts deep, showing off a deep blue interior.“Blue?” he asks, nonplussed. “That’s an interesting choice for cake.”“It is, isn’t it?” I ask mysteriously. “Here, take a bite.”With that, I feed him a large morsel of cake, and he chews and swallows before s
EPILOGUESophiaOne year later.I have no idea why I thought baking a cake for this occasion would be a smart idea. After all, I’m an excellent cook, but horrible when it comes to ovens. Although I’ve been improving a little bit as of late, this particular cake still looks like it went through a war.Ugh, how annoying. This discipline is so impossible because it’s really precise (sometimes down to the last gram) and you have to get everything exactly right, like “softened butter” and not “melted butter.” I sigh with exasperation. What’s the difference? Seriously, this exercise is going to kill me.But it’s too late to try to make another dessert or even redecorate the pastry on hand because I’m out of time. Xander will be arriving any moment now, and I want to give him his surprise asap, even if this cake looks incredibly amateur.Quickly, I frost the damned thing, muttering under my breath as the sugary paste gets everywhere. But then I stop and make myself inhale deeply. After all,
I just hope that she knows she’s safe now. As long as she’s with me, no one will ever harm her again. Hell, I’ll do worse than take out a knee next time. I’ll physically smash their head in, not to mention beating their brains into a pulp. My hands flex and clench as I snarl under my breath. No one hurts my girl, and that is my vow.But now, we’re safe and she leans against me, letting my warmth seep into her form.“Sweetheart, are you okay?” I murmur against her hair. “I know it’s been a rough night and you’re probably exhausted right now. Do you want to go up to bed? You don’t have to sleep in the master bedroom with me if you don’t want. I have plenty of space, and a very comfortable guest room too.”Sophia turns to look at me and my heart throbs painfully in my chest as she blinks a few times, tears pooling in her eyes. She’s so beautiful that it breaks my heart, but she nods.“Yes, I’m okay,” she whispers before taking a long, shuddering breath. “I just can’t believe today has unf
Sassy nods.“Yes, but what happened?” she demands. “I mean, guns? Violence?Duke? How in the world?”With that, Xander begins to speak, filling in the gaps. My man is straightforward and honest. He doesn’t get into the details, but he does mention that we were making love when Vinnie saw us.“Wait, what?!” Sassy gasps. “You were doing the what what? Come again?”Tears fill my eyes.“Please don’t be mad Sassy,” I beg. “It just happened between me and your dad. Neither of us expected it.”Xander nods.“Sparks flew, honey, and that was it. Sophia and I spent the weekend together at the cabin, and I hope you can accept our relationship because what we feel for each other is real. Maybe it was forged in fire, given the circumstances, but it’s also very genuine.”Sassy’s jaw drops down to the ground and her eyes are almost comically wide as they dart back and forth between her father and me. For what feels like an eternity, she doesn’t move, but then she leaps into action.“Of course I’m not
What’s going on?” I ask in a small voice. “What happened?”He takes a deep breath.“Well, let’s start at the beginning. You knew that man, right? The one on the stretcher who was wailing and screaming? He’s your ex-boyfriend, right?”I blink a few times.“Yes, that’s Vinnie. We came up to the cabin together, but as I mentioned, we broke up and he took off. What was he doing back on the mountain?”Xander sighs, shoving a hand through his hair and leaving the black strands ruffled.“Well, it seems that Duke had a change of heart after leaving you handcuffed and alone in the cabin. He decided that he was going to be the hero. So he turned tail and came back to the cabin to allegedly ‘save you.’ I guess he thought he was going to find you still handcuffed, and begging to be released.”I stare at him.“But by then, you’d come,” I say in a slow voice.Xander nods grimly.“Yes. I’d arrived by then, and it seems that when Duke peered in through the window, he saw us. Making love,”Xander clari
She looks up, biting her lip.“Well, Mr.Xander , you mentioned last night that you wanted to have a relaxing weekend, so I figured I better get out of your hair so you can do that. I don’t want to overstay my welcome, but thank you so much for your hospitality,” she babbles while struggling to get her jeans all the way on. “I know that technically, I wasn’t welcome at all because I sort of broke in, but—you get what I’m saying. Sorry.” She shakes her head in apology, staring at the floor. I shoot her an amused look.“Honey, you really think that after what we shared last night that I want you to leave?”She’s still staring at the floor.“Oh, I don’t want to intrude any more than I already have, Mr.Xander .”I get out of bed then, stark naked, and stand in front of her before putting a big hand beneath her chin to tip it up at me.“You’re not intruding, baby girl. I mean, yes, you broke in, but I’m fine with it. It was unexpected but you’re my daughter’s friend, so it’s no big deal. Be
She looks up, biting her lip.“Well, Mr.Xander , you mentioned last night that you wanted to have a relaxing weekend, so I figured I better get out of your hair so you can do that. I don’t want to overstay my welcome, but thank you so much for your hospitality,” she babbles while struggling to get her jeans all the way on. “I know that technically, I wasn’t welcome at all because I sort of broke in, but—you get what I’m saying. Sorry.” She shakes her head in apology, staring at the floor. I shoot her an amused look.“Honey, you really think that after what we shared last night that I want you to leave?”She’s still staring at the floor.“Oh, I don’t want to intrude any more than I already have, Mr.Xander .”I get out of bed then, stark naked, and stand in front of her before putting a big hand beneath her chin to tip it up at me.“You’re not intruding, baby girl. I mean, yes, you broke in, but I’m fine with it. It was unexpected but you’re my daughter’s friend, so it’s no big deal. Be
She looks up, biting her lip.“Well, Mr.Xander , you mentioned last night that you wanted to have a relaxing weekend, so I figured I better get out of your hair so you can do that. I don’t want to overstay my welcome, but thank you so much for your hospitality,” she babbles while struggling to get her jeans all the way on. “I know that technically, I wasn’t welcome at all because I sort of broke in, but—you get what I’m saying. Sorry.” She shakes her head in apology, staring at the floor. I shoot her an amused look.“Honey, you really think that after what we shared last night that I want you to leave?”She’s still staring at the floor.“Oh, I don’t want to intrude any more than I already have, Mr.Xander .”I get out of bed then, stark naked, and stand in front of her before putting a big hand beneath her chin to tip it up at me.“You’re not intruding, baby girl. I mean, yes, you broke in, but I’m fine with it. It was unexpected but you’re my daughter’s friend, so it’s no big deal. Bes