6 comments/ 37134 views/ 17 favorites Consider the Lily Ch. 01 By: sexy_nimph Why is it that I pass him nearly everyday and still I cannot find the courage to talk to him? I don't even know what I would say if I ever did get the courage to talk to him. Would I stumble my words? I think I probably would, one look into those crystal clear blue eyes and I would turn into a trembling mess. If I ever told any of my friends about this they would laugh it off, after all, I am 23 years old, I hold myself tall at 6ft 4inches, I have what I guess you would call a 'muscular' build. Yes I'm one of those, the young guy walking down the street, looking sexily comfortable in my cut off jeans and T-shirt, typical blond messy hair, and deep green eyes. I guess I have been called a good catch and an even better lay if they can succeed in getting me to bed. My female friend's always complain and try to convince me to become strait, fact is, they haven't a hope in hell and they know it. Simple fact of the matter is I love cock, love the feel of a guy's chest pressed tightly to mine as I feel his cock buried deep inside my ass. To be honest I have fucked around a little but it doesn't really interest me, I want love, I want to fall head over heels, see stars, butterflies in my stomach kind of love. Completely unrealistic right? Well maybe, maybe not, time can only tell. Time is something I don't have right now though; I have woken up in the middle of a fantastic dream about getting well and truly fucked by my mystery guy only to find I am already 15 minutes late for work. I work at LA fitness as a course instructor. So as much as I want to lay in my bed and try to revive that tingling dream I was in the middle of I cant. I curse as I jump out of bed and grab some clothes from the floor. I don't have time to shower or anything so as I open the front door to my apartment I pull my jeans over my ass. There is a young woman across the street watching me intently; I give an exasperated sigh as I jump into my car. As I hit the gass I realise I have no shirt to put on, cursing again I push the gass some more as I speed off to work. I run my fingers through my hair, trying to at least look like I have combed my hair, I look up into the mirror and glare at my reflection, my hair is completely tousled and I have fine blond stubble appearing around my jaw. I pull into the gyms carpark and run into the cool air-conditioned building. A whistle sounds throughout the reception as I walk past, "Honestly Michael, have some respect for your elders," I wink at the young lad behind reception. "With a body like yours I will respect you any time, sir" Michael's lust filled voice follows me down the hall as I walk into the room where my class is held. "Sorry guys" I say as I walk through the room surveying all the young fit men and women who are standing around chatting and stretching. "Slept in eh Ryan!" Someone calls from the back, "More like got some cute piece of ass last night" A familiar voice teases. I look over at Kevin, giving him a dirty look with a hint of a grin before I turn and smile around the room. "All right, all right, I hope your all stretched and ready to begin, I'll just get some shorts on and we can get started!" The class was good and served to revive my foggy brain and feel that buzz that I get after every class. We did a slow warm down after the energetic movements we had been doing throughout the class and as I said goodbye to everyone I prepared to take a quick shower before I had to go and meet my new class. I grabbed a towel and headed for the shower. I let the hot water rush over my body, feeling the hot droplets caress my skin. My mind returned to the dream I had been having that morning, I imagined the stranger I had been seeing kneeling in front of me, sliding my hard cock between those hot lips. My hand moved down between my legs, wrapping my fingers around my shaft squeezing softly. A small moan escaped my lips as I imagined his lips sucking the head of my throbbing cock. I let my eyes close and surrounded myself with the thought of this sexy stranger giving me a good sucking. I supported myself against the wall, the water still pounding down over my body. The lazy movements I had been using turned into my hips bucking, little groans escaping my lips as I began a good fist fucking. I never heard the soft creak of the shower stall opening; the first thing that alerted me to someone being with me was the touch of his or her hand on my tight ass. I gasped out and spun round to see who had caught me jerking off in the shower. As I turned my cock met the soft open and willing lips of Michael, I was too far-gone to care and I thrust my cock into his awaiting mouth. My eyes closed as I thought of the sexy stranger, how I wanted to have his cock buried in my ass, I was bought back to reality with a crash as Michael's tongue slipped over my glands, making my hips buck in response. His finger moved slowly to the crack of my ass, I knew I should stop him, He was only 18 years old after all. But my body wouldn't seem to obey my mind as my legs spread to allow this young kid access to my ass. I steadied myself against the wall as his finger slid inside my hot little hole. His manipulations of my body were having the desired effect; I gasped out, trying to warn him that I was going to cum if he continued. But my voice failed me and all that came out was a strangled cry as Michael began to suck me harder, working his tongue over my sensitive skin, driving me to new height's as yet another finger joined the first in my tight ass. I couldn't take it; I laced my fingers into his hair, imagining the light dusky blond hair of the stranger, feeling not Michael's, but the stranger's lips surrounding my cock. My body jerked, as my cum flooded the boys mouth, "Ohhhh god yess make me cum baby" I fell back against the cold tiled wall of the shower cubicle, I watched as if detached from this situation as Michael continued to clean my deflating cock. When he looked up at me, he just looked so sweet I pulled him up towards me and kissed him lightly on the lips. I expected him to say or do something... I'm not really sure what I was expecting but when he pulled away, smiled at me and walked out of the shower stall... well I wasn't sure what to do. I looked up and my eyes caught the clock, a day for being late it would appear. I hurried to wash my hair and dragged my shorts onto my still dripping wet body before running once again for my next beginner's class. "OK sorry guys! I'm having a day of running late, I hope you all found the place OK and your all ready to start stretching and preparing for a proper work out!" I shouted over the hubbub of noisy voices. My eyes scanned the room to see what kind of people I had in my new class, I stopped dead in my tracks as I saw 'Mr sexy stranger' himself in only a small pair of shorts. My eyes drank in his muscular physique seeing just how well his tight ass filled those shorts. "Ryan?" I whipped round to find a petite young woman standing in front of me, "I... yes that's me, sorry I..." "Its OK I can see you were distracted," Her laugh was just as delicate and feminine as she looked. I'm sure I was blushing as we introduced ourselves properly. God knows how I got through that session without being caught staring at my stranger's fine body, I tried to keep my mind on the job at hand, I really did! It just didn't work; my mind kept straying, thinking about that hard body pressed against mine, mmmm. I just had to know his name, maybe that would settle my mind a little, who was I trying to kid? I just wanted to know what this sexy stranger's name was! As the class came to an end I made a snap decision and called everyone's attention. "OK everyone, because this is a new class and I am hoping to see you all again next week I would like to just try to get to know each other by name, I am Ryan as some of you already know." My eyes settled on the petite young woman I had talked too earlier, "May I ask your name?" I directed my question at her. She giggled softly once again and glanced around her. "My name is Kate" That small little teasing smile played about her lips once more as she turned to the guy next to her. We went through everyone, but if I'm honest I wasn't listening, my eyes kept on flicking between the sexy stranger and Kate's sparkling eyes which seemed to never leave my face. She seemed to know exactly what I was feeling inside, and appeared to me to find it extremely amusing. It seemed to take the longest time to get around to the sexy stranger's turn to talk, but when it finally did I found myself holding my breath, wanting to hear every word he spoke. "My name..." He didn't even need to finish for me to know I needed to have him, was this madness? It had always been me to be chased; I have never looked at another man and known I need to have him. His voice was smooth and he was well spoken... when he suddenly chuckled I nearly choked as I tried to release my breath and take it in all in the same moment. He looked strait at me, his clear blue eyes burning into my similar green ones. "Sorry, my name is Joel." yesss... it suited him perfectly. His eyes still didn't leave mine, should I look away?? God I didn't know what to do, but suddenly there was silence as the last person in the group finished introducing himself. And yet I still couldn't draw my gaze away from Joel. I started to speak, god knows how, but I did. "Right everyone, thank you for a good class and I hope to see you all again next week." As the class started to disperse Kate came up to me and gave me a brief hug, I don't know why but it felt quite right, and not at all unexpected as one would think considering we had only met an hour ago. "Well Ryan I think he likes you" She winked and ran off to the changing room, leaving me staring after her. "You look like you've seen a ghost, everything OK?" I turned slowly, preparing myself for the sight I was about to set eyes on. Yes it was Joel, what can I say? "Umm just taken by surprise, nothing too major" He looked at me as if he knew I wasn't telling him the entire truth, I lowered my eyes, but that only served to bring to my attention to the bulge in Joel's shorts. I gulped and looked guiltily back into his eyes. His eyes laughed at me silently as a small smile played about his lips. "Well I will leave you too it, thank you for the class, it was good." As he started to stride away from me I couldn't believe that I hadn't said anything, how could I just stand there dumb struck when I wanted to say so much to him... do so much to him. "Hang on... I " He stopped in his tracks, turning slowly to face me, his eyebrows raised in an enquiring manor. dammit I still didn't know what to say, I had never been one to mix my words but I was at a complete loss. "I... I don't have another class until this afternoon..." Oh god I just don't know what I'm doing, I'm not used to this feeling, the utter horror at the realisation that he may walk out that door and never come back. I needed to get to know this guy although I have no idea whether he is even gay! "Yes…? Did you tell me for a reason or just for conversation?" His words seemed hard but his eyes were sparkling in mischief. I laughed softly, at myself more tan anything. "Sorry look, I was wondering if you wanted to grab some breakfast, I'm famished after two classes on an empty stomach." God knows where this air of confidence had suddenly appeared from but I was thankful for it. Joel just stood there, looking at me, his eyes assessing me from head to toe whatever conclusion he came to he seemed pleased with it. He looked me in the eye as he said softly, "Sure, I was heading for something to eat anyway, I'll go grab a shower and we can go." I nodded but for what reason I'm not sure because Joel had already turned his back and was walking away towards the shower room. I let my breath out in a rush, had I been holding it the whole time? I wasn't sure, I felt slightly shaky as I made my way to the shower room for a quick soak before we left. I walked into the shower room and there he was, without a stitch of clothing on his body, standing under one of the open shower rings we had at the gym. I let my eyes wonder greedily over his body, etching this memory into my mind. He was looking up into the spray of water, his hands massaging shampoo into his hair; his eyes closed in relaxation. He appeared to have only a sprinkling of hair on his well-defined chest; I let my eyes move down, licking my lips as my gaze settled on Joel's cock. I was torn, I could hardly move and yet something inside me was aching to touch him, to move against him. Before I knew it I was there standing beside him, my hand trembling as I reached out to touch his body. My fingers trailed down slowly over Joel's chest, feeling his nipples stiffen at my touch. His eyes flickered open, staring intently into mine, I gasped as his hand closed around mine, I stepped back thinking I had made a mistake, I shouldn't have touched him, shouldn't be near him, someone as sexy as him must have a boyfriend or maybe even a girlfriend. Whatever the case I shouldn't have done it, shouldn't have listened to that overpowering urge to touch him. I opened my mouth to apologise, to say something, anything and then get the hell out of there before I made a bigger fool out of myself, I tried again to say something but the words wouldn't come. And then without warning his lips covered mine, a quick soft taster of a kiss, just the touch of his lips elicted a moan from somewhere inside me. His arm encircled my waist and pulled me in towards him, water immediately splashed over my body, a fine spray of water covering my face, blurring my vision for a second. Joel moved his hand to my face and with the gentlest of movements brushed the water from my eyes. I kissed him then, I couldn't have stopped myself even if I wanted to, I needed to feel his lips crushing mine, I had intended to just lightly kiss him, is that what I did? No, I brushed my lips with his and before I knew it we were both gasping as the kiss turned hot and ruthless. A small cough resounded throughout the shower room and I jumped as Michael informed me that I may want to cool down as other members were sure to be around. I smiled apologetically at him, he grinned and walked away, I was impressed the he didn't seem hurt by the fact he had just walked in on me in the arms of another guy. I turned to Joel and smiled softly... "I guess we should get out of here" His laughter rang load and clear, echoing around the shower room, I pouted at him and directed the shower spray right at his face. He spluttered before flicking me with water, or attempting to. I laughed and stuck out my tongue before turning to leave; I didn't get too far as something smacked me hard on the ass. "Hey!!!" I shouted indignantly as I turned to see Joel doubled over with laughter. I moved swiftly towards him, pulling him up to his full height, and moving in to kiss him, I let my lips linger, teasing him into wanting more, letting my tongue intertwine with his in a ruthless attack on his defenceless mouth. I pushed him back against the wall, pushing my hard wet body against his, moving my cock slowly against him, rubbing slowly, rotating my hips against his. And I had him, the groan he produced was intoxicating, but I pulled away, leaving my breathing to return to normal, Joel just leaned against the wall, eyes still closed as he pulled his lower lip into his mouth as if trying to suck more of me inside him. I laughed softly but it was on shaking legs that I made my way out of the shower room. Once we were dressed and ready to leave we walked out. Laughing as we argued where we should go to eat and who's car to go in. we decided to go in my car and as I manoeuvred my way out of the carpark we figured we would just go to the delli just down from his apartment. My heart seemed to skip a beat each time he smiled or laughed, but when he casually started tracing circles on my thigh with his fingers I really had to concentrate on not crashing the car. Thankfully we arrived in one piece, I'm not quite sure how he convinced me but we had agreed to get a takeout and head over to his place to eat it there. So of course, as I pulled up along side the delli Joel jumped out and ran in to order. Joel had given me directions to his place so as he walked away from the car I moved off and parked near his apartment. As I shut off the engine and climbed out of the car Joel came strolling around the corner looking just as sexy as the first time I saw him. We went in and settled down to eat the food Joel had got from the delli, he moved around the kitchen collecting plates and making fresh coffee for the both of us. I sat and openly watched him, how his body moved with each flex of muscle, I could have sat there and watched him all day, except for the fact that he kept on looking at me and overtime my eyes were settled on him already. "Like what you see?" He asked smoothly as he sat down and handed me my coffee. "Yes" I said it without hesitation, there was no point in trying to deny it, I couldn't keep my eyes off him and it wasn't like he hadn't noticed. He chuckled softly at my bluntness as he cupped my face in his hand, surprising me when he leaned forward and kissed me softly. He tasted of fresh coffee and mint but most of all he had something about him, a taste that I guess was just him, whatever it was, I wanted more of it. I'm not sure whether it was him or I that started it but our hands were suddenly all over each other. Tracing the contours of his chest, feeling the prickles lining his jaw under my soft fingers, letting my fingers tease his nipples through his shirt, loving the sound of each little sound, gasp and moan that escaped his lips. I could feel my cock stiffening; becoming firm and full just his touch and his closeness seemed to effect me both physically and emotionally which I couldn't understand. I had had sex, I had also made love, but the way this guy made me feel, that uncertainty and yet the knowledge that it was right... I don't know how to explain that feeling. His hand cupped my growing erection, his fingers moulding against my jeans, making me moan out as he applied pressure in just the right places. "I want you" His words were spoken softly but they were full of intent. I could hear it in his voice and could see it plainly written in his eyes. My stomach churned at the thought of seeing and touching his body again, I wanted to do everything, experience everything, wanting to touch and feel him in the most intimate of places. I could feel that want and need building inside me just waiting to be released. I rise silently form my seat, pulling him towards me, kissing him lightly on the lips as he looked into my eyes. He pulled me slowly into his embrace before moving off towards what I guessed was his bedroom. Holding my hand in his, letting him bring my wrist to his lips, feeling the softness of his touch as his lips kissed the sensitive skin. Letting my hands run over between his shoulder blades, feeling his muscles tighten in response. His lips linger on my skin, the feel of his touch sets something on fire inside me. I sat nervously on the edge of his bed, looking up at him as he moved his body between my knees, letting his fingers entangle themselves in my hair. I wanted to look up into those sea blue eyes, and yet I didn't quite have the courage, was it that he sensed this or just that he had a similar need to look into the liquid green of my eyes. I don't know which it was but he moved his hand to cup my chin once again and lifted it ever so slightly so his eyes could make contact with mine. The depth of emotion that dwelled there overwhelmed me, I bit my lower lip as he smiled that heart breaking smile at me. Consider the Lily Ch. 01 Joel pushed me back onto the bed softly, manoeuvring his body against mine, my breath catching in my throat as his lips started to trail a path over my chest. He appeared to swiftly become annoyed by my clothing, when he had moved down to my waist he slipped his fingers beneath my t shirt and pulled it off my body roughly, making me gasp out at his unrestrained strength. His voice was soft and low as he started muttering about how sexy my chest and pecs were, I squirmed beneath him as his tongue teased small circles around my belly button and nipples. The tingling sensation that this caused was making my muscles tighten at every light touch of Joel's body. "Joel..." My voice was rough and caught in my throat as his teeth grazed over my sensitive nipple, he looked up into my eyes as I said his name, something flared within that clear blue, turning the colour a dark sea blue. As I looked down into his eyes he licked the whole length of my cock through my jeans, that was it, I nearly blew my load right there. My body arched as my breath was expelled from my lungs, my mind trying to regain some of the control I had over my fraught sex drive. I closed my eyes, letting the feeling pass through me, when my eyes flicked open I almost gasped when I came into close proximity with Joel, he was there leaning over me, propped up on one elbow, looking down at me. I licked my lips nervously, I could feel my cock throbbing and pushing against the confined space in my jeans. I stole another good look at Joel's body, at some point he had removed his shirt and once again I was drawn into almost aching to touch him. My hands moved of their own accord, I hadn't realised I was going to touch him until it was too late, my fingers moved over his soft skin. Feeling each muscle flex in turn as I touched him, letting my fingers run through the fine sprinkling of hair he had there. His soft laugh and reverberation of his chest made my eyes snap to connect with his, "You look mesmerised little one" I bit my lip as this almost patronising endearment was uttered from his sexy lips. It was true though, I had been in my own little world, just consuming myself with the feeling of my fingers tracing through the coarse hair on his chest. I suddenly felt scared and overly vulnerable to him, I turned on my side away from him curling my legs into my body. I heard a small intake of breath as I rolled onto my side but I couldn't do anything except lay there, thinking about how I shouldn't be in this situation, shouldn't let him manipulate me, whether he knew he was doing it or not made no difference. Suddenly his fingers were touching the one place I never let anyone touch... When I felt his fingers trace the six inch scare that trails from my right hip down onto my ass. I recoiled instinctively, moving away, my mind in turmoil having let him see it... I couldn't crush the memories that started to flood my mind, I really thought those emotional scares had healed, "Ryan what is it? I thought..." "Well you must have thought wrong, I… I have to get to class." I wasn't lying either, if I didn't leave now I would be late for the class anyway. He lay there and watched me as I scrambled to get out of his house, out of his comfort zone. "Ryan I'm sorry if I have scared you... Or done something... I don't really know what it is but I'm sorry..." I didn't trust myself to talk; I didn't even understand my fear let alone the thought of trying to explain it to Joel. I shook my head, how utterly stupid I was, that is the whole reason I never let myself want someone, it just all comes to the surface so quick and oh so powerfully. "I cant..." I barely whispered as I walked out of the door and into my car. To be continued...... This story is dedicated to Will, because although he doesn't know it he inspired me to write this story. Please vote for my story and any others you read! Any comments on this story or suggestions for further stories are most appreciated! Consider the Lily Ch. 02 I didn't let the tears fall until I was under my third shower of the day; the tears trickled down my cheeks, mixing with the droplets of water. There was no point in trying to stop the flow, I had tried before and just made it worse and worse until I broke down and cried till my body was shaking with a mixture of depression and relief. This was pointless, I kept on telling myself to forget him, to leave it be and forget it, but the tears kept falling. After standing under the blazing hot water for a while longer I looked up at the clock and realised I only had 15 minutes to get sorted before my next class started. I pulled myself together as I had taught myself to do years before. I dried myself off vigorously before pulling on my shorts and walking slowly towards my class, I still had a few minutes before the class started but the room was already half full by the time I got that. I have always been very good at fooling people into thinking I was OK except of course people who knew me very, very well, but I even fooled my mum once, only for a few days though. So once again I pulled the emotional mask down and walked into the class liked I owned the place, "Afternoon everyone, hope your all ready to do some serious moves today!" I threw everything into that class, I felt slightly sorry for some of the participants but I needed to get something, Joel I guess, out of my system. It didn't work but by the end of the class I was wiped, and by god I was thankful it was the end of my day. I gathered up my things with the rest of the class and walked through reception, "Off to meet lover boy huh?" Michael's mocking voice taunted me; I simply smiled and walked to my car. The rest of the evening was a blur, not drinking wine or bear is a bad thing, it may have been a whole lot better if I had been able to drink a nice bottle of red wine instead of a bottle of vodka. When I awoke in the morning my head felt like a led balloon, my brain just wouldn't seem to work, I looked over at the clock with fuzzy eyes, was I imagining the 5.00am that the clock stated? I rolled out of bed and staggered half heartedley to the bathroom to relieve my aching bladder. The days passed slowly but non the less they passed, I got up, I went to work, I pushed everything and everyone to do their utmost in all my classes and when each day was over I would go home and obliterate everything with alcohol. My friends called round a few times, but I must be getting better at this shit than I thought, non of them said or seemed to notice anything amiss. Which to be honest I was grateful for, I couldn't be bothered to explain myself to them. Inevitably I would climb under the hot sting of water that pretended to be a shower, but only to find myself blind drunk with a raging boner, my mind instantly filled with images of Joel. His smell, his touch, his kiss, I ached for him and he lingered there in my mind and plagued my thoughts every single day. And then the day was here, that fateful Tuesday, a whole week had passed and I had no idea where or how it had done so. The temptation to call in sick was so overpowering but I dragged myself out of bed and into work. "He called again, you really should answer his messages Ryan" "Michael if I wanted you opinion I would ask for it" I snapped as I walked away, the feeling of guilt came quick and fast. I really didn't mean to snap like that, I had been so good at laughing it off, saying Joel was only calling to wind me up and that I had called him already just that morning blah blah. My first class passed without too many thoughts of Joel, my next class however would most likely be terrible, if he was there I didn't know what I was going to do and if he wasn't... well I didn't know about that either. I decided to avoid the class until the very last minute, I grabbed a quick coffee from the so called 'staff relaxation room' and when the clock finally clicked onto 11.00 I made my way slowly to the dreaded room. He wasn't there, why would he be? Damn it why did I care so much? The class were all chattering and stretching, waiting for me to arrive, "OK everyone, lets get started" I had intended my voice to sound up beat and something close to happy, or at least cheerful what came out was something entirely different I sounded like I was dead, like there wasn't anything to live for. I was horrified at myself, I looked away from the group and ignored any looks that may have come my way, I pushed strait on and got started with the class. About 10 minutes into the class the door burst open and there stood Joel, tall strong and looking extremely pissed off. I gulped as I stood there frozen to the spot, when I found my voice it was gruff and heavy as I told him to come in and get warmed up before joining us. "I don't think so Ryan, I'm not here to participate in your class ... I'm here to..." "OK, OK then take a seat or go and get a coffee and let us finish up here" God knows where my anger that was evident in my voice had arisen from but it was clear to not only Joel but also the rest of the group that I was not happy with this situation. To my horror Joel strode in walked right passed me and sat just to my right, and proceeded to watch me intently. I have no idea how I managed to continue with the class but I did, I escaped my thoughts by concentrating as much as possible on the class. I tried to prolong the class as much as possible; I even talked to Kate which I really didn't want to do as I could see in her eyes that she knew something was really wrong. Everyone had left, the room was empty and I could feel Joel's eyes watching me but how could I face him? What was it he wanted me to say? Everything I couldn't or wouldn't say I'm sure. I moved around the room, collecting towels and water bottles, anything to keep me from having to confront Joel. "Ryan... Are you going to ignore me for much longer?" My shoulders sank, I guess I was hopping he would give up and go away, I stayed where I was, not wanting to turn towards him. "What is it you want Joel?" "I want you to look at me and tell me what happened last week" Damn him how could he sit there and ask me the one thing I couldn't tell him. I turned slowly towards him but I couldn't just stand there and not look at him. I moved passed him into the little room next to the main class room where staff store there things and prepare etc. "Nothing happened I just had class and..." I trailed off, the lie was so blatant, even to me it sounded pathetic. I felt his presence just seconds before he embraced me from behind, pulling me into his body, moving his hands over my chest, making my breathing quicken instantly. My body nearly succumbing to his touch but I pull free of his touch, backing against the wall, watching his every move. "So... if I was to touch you..." He said calmly as he moved towards me and traced one finger over my nipple "Would you tell me to stop?" "yess" I hissed in a mixture of anger and lust. "And if I touched you here..." He cupped my cock through my jeans, "Would you tell me you didn't want me?" "yesss" I persisted even though I knew he could feel my cock begin to harden at his touch "So if I were to lift you shirt right here ... And touch you like this... Right here Ryan..." He lifted my shirt on the right hand side of my body and let his fingers move over my scar... "Would you still tell me nothing was wrong?" My body was begging me to let him continue but my mind was screaming no, I dragged air into my lungs and I pushed him away, brushing my shirt back into place and turning my back towards him. "No I didn't think so" He said quietly as he came up behind me, pressing his cock into the crack of my ass before pulling me round to face him. Pushing his body against mine, making me feel how hard he was as he slowly started to move against me, his cock rubbing my rapidly stiffening cock through our clothing. "Damn it don't do this to me Joel" Even as I said it his lips closed around mine, his hand slipping down and caressing my ass. "God please... Joel don't do this" I moaned into his mouth as I started to respond to his kiss. I couldn't stop myself wanting him; I couldn't control the power he had over my body and mind. "Damnit Joel!" I cried out, trying to push him away, I hated that I couldn't control myself with him, I made myself look into his eyes, needing to be reassured that he was just messing around with me, that he didn't want me, it would somehow have made it so much easier. I was floored, I looked into his eyes and was blown away by the mixture of anger, fear, lust and need I saw there, I gasped out and began to move away again. "RYAN STOP IT! Let me hold you, let me touch you, let me show you how much I want you." As the last words left his lips I kissed him, damn him I couldn't stop myself, its like I needed his touch to stay sane, he was like a drug, one touch, even one look and I was hooked. His hand sneaked under my shirt, evoking feeling inside me that I just cant describe, each place he touched me, my body trembled. And when his hands moved on to a different part of my body the skin he left behind was screaming for more. Some part of my mind noted that he avoided my scar, which I was thankful for. I wanted him everywhere at all times, to start and never stop, god was I mad? How can a guy go from having casual meaningless sex, not caring whether I saw the guy again or not to having an addiction to this mans touch, his smell, his eyes, just him. I nearly let myself succumb to him; my mind and body were buzzing from his touch, his presence. To be continued... This story is dedicated to Will, because although he doesn't know it he inspired me to write this story. Please vote for my story and any others you read! Any comments on this story or suggestions for further stories are most appreciated! Consider the Lily Ch. 03 Something filtered into my mind, I didn't quite know what the noise was until I lifted my head from Joel's and realised that there was a class coming into the adjoining room. Then suddenly I felt Joel's hand moving down over my right ribcage, I stiffened immediately but didn't pull away, I made myself stay where I was, not moving. Every fibre in my body was feeling each movement of Joel's hand. He looked into my eyes as his hand moved under my shirt, but all he did was lay his hand softly over the top section of my scar, I let out a shuddering breath, my eyes still locked with his. And then his hand was gone, it was over and my breathing which had been coming hard and fast started to slow slightly, Joel never broke our gaze as he moved in close to kiss me. "Do you have more classes today?" He asked roughly, as he looked into the adjoining room, which was filling with people. "No... They have been cancelled." My voice came out as a whisper; and we both looked at each other and laughed. "Come on then, let's get some food and go to the park." Joel whispered hoarsely against my ear. I was grateful that he hadn't suggested we go back to his house, or mine for that matter. We picked up some food from a local cafe and headed to Queens Park, we chose a spot under a big oak tree and settled down to eat. I was nervous and was restlessly moving around until I caught Joel's eye, I smiled self-consciously but the eye contact seemed to have settled something inside me and I calmed down a little. Secretary Its hard to believe that I was so nervous to begin with, after a few minutes we were chatting away like we had known each other for ever. I was soon relaxed and talking about my childhood and on to my college years, we both discussed telling our parents and friends about being gay and how our families had dealt with it. We had been sitting side by side but as we talked and talked Joel pulled me towards him and I positioned my body between his legs, letting my weight rest against his chest. I felt slightly uncomfortable but Joel didn't seem to notice anything different, he continued telling me about how his best friend had hit him when he had finally got up the courage to tell him he was gay. He made me feel at ease strait away and I only jumped a little when his hands sneaked into my body, but all he did was lay them on my abdomen and leave them there. He asked me when it was the I knew I was gay, "Well I guess I had always known, I just didn't ever want to admit that I was gay. I never had a problem with the thought of being gay but I thought I just wouldn't ever feel that way. The first time I admitted it to myself was when I was 16 and I went to a school dance with a girl called Jenny. I had been checking out this new guy in my class for the last week or so and on that night, well we got into a conversation and he kissed me, that was it. I knew I couldn't pretend to like girls anymore, I had kissed plenty of them but when I kissed Andy... Well I nearly came all over my suit!" Joel and I both laughed and it wasn't until then I realised I had been stroking Joel's hands with the tips of my fingers while talking to him. I thought maybe I should stop, my fingers faltered in their path down his long fingers but as his warm voice flowed around us I continued to touch him. He told me about how he had never doubted he liked boys more than girls it had never been a question of deciding, making a decision or anything like that, it had always been that way. My shirt had edged up over my stomach but surpassingly I didn't even notice, even when Joel started tracing his fingers over my abdomen and belly button I just murmured at the ticklish shivers that his touch was causing me. I sensed something was wrong, just before I realised I had been asleep, and then I felt it, something brushing along the upper line of my scar, my body stiffened, my eyes fluttering open and assessing who was touching me. It was Joel of course, I relaxed a little but Joel had already registered my reaction. "Its OK, I'm sorry. I thought you were asleep" Joel's warm, reassuring voice soothed my nerves, and I tried to let my body and mind relax, Joel's fingers moved over my scar once more before linking his hands on my chest and letting them rest there. I liked the weight of his hands pressing down against my body. I don't know how I had managed to sleep with him there but I could already feel myself drifting off again. "Mmmm Joel I'm getting sleepy again," I said slowly. His laugh was rich with amusement as he suggested we head back to my place. I was nervous but I ignored my feelings as much as I could, or more to the point they were blocked out as my senses were assaulted by the smell, touch and the essence of Joel. When we got back to my place I started about making us some coffee keeping myself occupied in the kitchen, trying to delay whatever it was that was clearly about to happen. I gasped when Joel crept up behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist, "Shhh, it's just me." Joel whispered reassuringly against my ear. His voice was so soothing I relaxed into his embrace immediately. I continued to make the coffee, it was slightly more difficult now as I had Joel attached to me, not that I was complaining, he felt so right, held tight against my body like that. When the drinks were made I started to move towards the living room, felling slightly disorientated when the contact between us was broken but Joel's hands slipped down to my hips as he walked slowly behind me as we made our way to the other room. I sat in my normal position on the sofa with one leg curled under my body with my other foot resting on the floor. I realised my legs were wide open and inviting a second to late as Joel eased himself down between my legs resting his body against my chest. Fool that I am I almost immediately got hard, blushing deeply as I thought about him feeling my cock getting hard against his ass. Why was I acting like a school girl!? I didn't get it at all, I had never acted like this before, and now here I was with the first guy I actually liked acting like a complete idiot! I soon forgot about how I was feeling though as Joel's hands moved over my legs, making me forget any thoughts or fears I once had... how was it he was having this effect on me? Why was it, it had taken me this long to find him? My hands were suddenly on Joel's back, feeling his rippled muscles under my fingers. Joel shifted his body and turned so he was kneeling on the couch facing me... Those gorgeous mesmerising eyes just inches from mine. I felt completely lost when I looked into his eyes and yet something was in the depth there that I just couldn't fathom, making me feel uneasy; like he knew or felt something that I should know about. And then his lips were upon mine, at first his touch was light and feathery, touching my lips with tiny butterfly kisses, making me hunger for more. God he was good at this, moving his tongue along my lower lip, sucking my lip into his mouth making my body tremble with lust. My breathing was soon coming in short sharp gasps, I felt shy to touch his body but the temptation to do so was just too strong. I let my hands move over his head, loving the feel of his hair falling lightly over my finger tips, scraping my fingernails against his scalp, delighting in feeling a shudder run through his body. I moved my body down under his, wiggling my hips as I did so, hearing him groan as my body pushed against his hard cock. He moved to claim my mouth with his, the kiss wasn't intended to tease or to be gentle, the kiss was hot, powerful and absolutely soul destroying. I trembled inside as his mouth moved over mine; the heat and passion derived from that kiss nearly pushed me over the edge I had been teetering on for over a week now. He kissed his way along my cheekbone, nipping my earlobe softly, eliciting a breathy moan from my lips. "I want you... Please..." Joel begged quietly. I was so scared of his words but as I looked into his eyes I knew I needed him I needed to feel that feeling of him owning me, having me completely. I nodded my head slowly, and I saw something flick in his eyes as he started to ease my t shirt over my head, my breathing quickened as I raised my arms to allow him to shed the material from my body. I hooked my fingers under the hem of his shirt, not wanting to notice the look in his eyes as he appraised my body; my fingers trembled as I raised his shirt over his head drinking in the sight of his well-defined body. I let out a ragged breath as I saw the bell bar through his right nipple, something inside me leapt when I saw it, it hadn't been there the week before, and the tender skin around it was still slightly red. I trailed my finger tips around the healing skin, I sat up and looked closer, pressing down the urgent feeling of wanting to tug that small bar into my mouth. I must have looked completely mad, staring at his body, looking into his eyes with a dazed lust filled expression. Nipple piercings had always affected me that way; I could feel my body responding already, my cock jerking against the confines of my jeans. "Oh you like it don't you?" Joel teased. His words were lost on me; I pushed him down onto his back, my mouth falling immediately to his nipple, being as careful as I could in my lust filled haze. Moving my tongue gently across his nipple, a groan escaping me, as I tasted his body. The intensity was so strong, the urge to tug on that little bar was just too strong, I caught the metal between my teeth and pulled lightly. "Ohh god... Careful..." Joel hissed between gritted teeth. But his words only fuelled my lust, with surpassingly steady hands I swiftly removed his jeans and underwear gasping at the sight of his hard dick. And then everything was blurred, I moved up his body as he kicked his trousers to the floor. Inhaling his scent as I moved my tongue up from the base of his straining cock, moving over the engorged head, tasting the clear salty precum that had collected there. The taste of him made me shiver, I pushed my lips down over his hardness, taking him little by little, he wasn't overly big which I liked, he was maybe 6 inches or so. I teased the sensitive underside of his cock with my tongue, feeling Joel tremble and hearing him moan my name was just so incredibly sexy. I slowly lowered my mouth onto Joel's hard cock, feeling him twitch in my mouth I looked up, his eyes were hot and glazed, looking down at me as I sucked him deeper into my mouth. "Ryan please... Ohh god I'm gonna cum... Stop Ryan...!" Joel pleaded. His words set something on fire inside me, I wanted to make him cum, I wanted to feel his sticky sperm shoot into my mouth. I sucked him harder, moaning around his cock, knowing the vibrations would make him ache to cum. I was rewarded by the deep guttural moan Joel expelled as I sucked him harder, teasing him gently with my tongue. I felt Joel's balls tighten as he let out a long low moan as he filled my mouth with warm sticky ropes of cum. I moved my tongue over his sensitive cock, making sure I had missed non of his precious cum. I crawled up his body, my sexual aggression lessening by the second, by the time I was eye level with Joel, I couldn't look into those sexy blue eyes of his from my total embarrassment at my actions. Joel breathed out slowly as his eyes fluttered open, "Jeez talk about a one-eighty turn babe!" He muttered in an incredulous voice. I blushed lightly at his words, my embarrassment fading as he captured my lips with his in a hot hungry kiss. The light had started to fade as I took Joel by the hand and led him shyly into the bedroom, his clothes forgotten, still settled on the floor by the sofa. And then I started to panic, I couldn't take my clothes off in front of him, I couldn't bare my innermost fears and secrets to Joel, I just couldn't... Could I? ... To be continued... * This story is dedicated to Will, because although he doesn't know it he inspired me to write this story. Please vote for my story and any others you read! Any comments on this story or suggestions for further stories are most appreciated! Consider the Lily Ch. 04 "Hey little one, it's OK, we don't have to do anything you don't want to do." His voice was soft and reassuring as his hand came up to caress my face. I settled next to him on my bed and let my eyes wonder over his body, he looked so sexy lying there next to me. My hands reached out at the same moment Joel reached out to touch me. His touch was so light it made my skin tingle. And then it happened, it was like something over took me, a raw passion building deep inside me, an animal instinct that I couldn't control, a desperate need to be taken, to be needed. My body arched and I pulled Joel down so our bodies pressed hard together. "I can't stop this." My words were ground out as I pushed my body shamelessly into his. "Then don't try." His reply was only just audible as his lips crushed down on mine. My hands clawed at my clothes, I needed to feel his body pressed close to mine. I tried to ignore the pangs in my chest that were telling me to put my clothes back on to hide my self from his gorgeous eyes. I relaxed as much as possible, but whenever Joel would make a move down my body I would tense and pull him back up to kiss him. He soon realised what I was doing and stopped trying anything that he thought I would object to. I really appreciated that and once I knew he wouldn't try anything I started to really come out of my shell. I moved over his body, letting my fingers trail down his chest, my tongue quickly following. His taste made me shiver as I sucked his nipple into my mouth but suddenly I was on my back, with Joel's hot desire filled eyes burning deep into mine. I whimpered as he teased his tongue down over my torso dipping slowly into my belly button. "I want you Ryan... Please?" I realised I loved him for asking, if I hadn't loved him before I sure as hell did after he said those words. It was all I could do to nod silently tears welling in my eyes as I looked down at him. He smiled and my vision blurred as his tongue moved down over my cock, teasing that oh so sensitive place between my balls and my ass. I shifted my weight beneath him gasping out as his tongue found my little puckered hole. Laving me slowly into a trembling mess, Joel moved his tongue inside me preparing and relaxing my body for his envision. Soon I was writhing and moaning as Joel worked one of his fingers slowly into my ass, "Where do you keep your lube... Ryan tell me...!" I reached blindly to my bedside cabinet, grabbing the tube of lubricant I kept there. Joel smeared a small amount over his fingers before adding two then three fingers inside me. My body was aching to be taken by this gorgeous man who was taking his time to tease and make me squirm. I was soon gasping and practically begging him to fuck me with my little whimpering moans. Soon I couldn't take his manipulations of my body any longer; I pulled him up towards me kissing him roughly on the lips leaving us both breathless. My cock was pressed closely against his stomach and I started to find it hard to breathe as Joel started moving against me, causing me exquisite pain. "Joel goddamnit please..." His soft laugh reverberated against my lips as Joel guided his cock to my slick and ready ass. I tried to relax as much as possible as Joel pushed through the ring of muscle, he inched his cock slowly into my ass, moving just a little each time, letting me adjust before pushing deeper inside me. After awhile I forgot the ache and was soon moaning as Joel began to slide his hard dick inside my ass. He shifted his body to a new position and continued to stroke his cock inside me, his slick cock grazing against my prostate making my body jerk in an attempt to control my desire. And then he did something no one has ever done, he leaned over my body, and as he slowly moved inside me he captured my face with one of his hands and gave me a soft and passionate kiss. I guess it might seem weird that no one had ever done that, I'd kissed guys of course, allot but never like that, never a kiss so tender and gentle that I could hardly breathe. As he moved inside me gasping deep into my mouth his body rubbed hard against my dripping hard-on and that was it, to say I saw stars would be an understatement, my body arched as I gripped the sheets below me. Gasping Joel's name as I felt him shudder against me, pumping his seed deep inside me. His weight felt so good resting on my body as we both relaxed in the aftermath of our sex. I found it strange that I didn't move away into my own little world as soon as Joel had cum inside me. Instead I found my hands moving over Joel's body, caressing his back in slow hypnotic movements. We seemed to find a certain moment when we both felt a little uncomfortable and moved simultaneously onto our sides; our bodies still meshed together. "Will you tell me about it?" Joel asked huskily as he traced the full length of my scar, running over my hip and down onto my ass. Trembles set throughout my body as my breathing slowed but my heart continued to pound against my chest. And then it was there, that crushing pressure against my chest, the overwhelming dark thoughts of that dreaded evening. I couldn't tell him and yet I needed to, I saw it in his eyes and I felt it deep inside me. I rolled away from him slightly so I wouldn't have to see the pity in his eyes when I related my tale. "It was my best friends birthday, a group of us went out on the town to celebrate, to say we were just out on a drinking session wouldn't really cover it, we had been drinking for hours, I was on one drink alcoholic one non alcoholic. So I wasn't too drunk when we walked into the white heart pub. I went to get the drinks in; In short I noticed some guys at the bar and started flirting with them while my friends got more and more drunk. About an hour into our stay I got a call on my mobile from a friend who was out of town, I had to take the call outside because the pub was too noisy for me to hear what he was saying. I walked out of the pub but there were people there chatting so I moved around into the side ally..." My voice faltered, not for the first time by any means but I nearly choked as I forced myself to run through every memory and relate it to Joel. "I turned my back to the people at the end of the ally, concentrating on my phone call. The next thing I knew was John, the guy from the pub had a knife to my throat and my mobile was thrown to the floor, his voice, which had been smooth and seductive beforehand had turned harsh and evil. He told me what a stupid little fag I was for believing I could even think about having him. How naive I was, letting me know how everyone hated gay men, how I would never find anyone to love a little queer like me. His words brought every fear and doubt I had ever had into stark realisation. The knife he held to my throat pressed against my skin until I couldn't distinguish whether the pain was just pain or whether he had cut deep into my skin. And then I was on the floor, his words cutting me to the core; he ripped my trousers down and pushed his hand around my throat. I could hardly breath, the emotional and physical pain bled into one until the knife ripped into my abdomen, he made sure I felt every bit of pain he intended to cause me. He told me how he would mark me for life, how even if I ever got someone to fuck my tight virgin ass they would see the scars he had given me and would know I was worthless. He raised the knife to my cheek, all the while telling me how he would take my precious good looks and turn me into the freak I was so all the world could see. My mind and body had given up, all I felt was pain, long after he had gone and the ambulance arrived it was still like he was there, towering over me." The huge heaving breaths I was having to take between each hiccuping crying session became to much, I succumbed to it and let myself cry. When I awoke the sun had started to filter through my window, I knew instinctively Joel was no longer there and I wanted to curl into a ball and cry myself to seep once more. But once again I hauled myself out of bed and into the shower feeling the sense of loss and betrayal cut through me as I went about my daily routine on autopilot. I had a scolding hot shower, my skin tingling from the heat and yet I shivered as I pulled on my clothes and headed for the gym. The classes I had that day cleared my head a little but that numbness never left, I knew I wouldn't let myself cry again anytime soon. I could still feel Joel on my skin, still see his eyes so deep with emotion and even after my shower I could still smell his scent on my skin. When I returned home that evening it was all I could do to crawl into bed even though sleep failed me. I moved away from the light emitting through my window pulling the pillow over my eyes, as I did so a small piece of paper crumpled against my skin. As I lifted the piece of paper into my line of vision, the doorbell rang and the piece of paper fluttered to the floor almost forgotten as I walked down the hall to the door. I guess I wasn't really thinking anything when I opened the door, and there was Joel. Thoughts and feelings crashed over me like a wave, all the memories of last night and the previous week came flooding back, and suddenly it was too much. I stumbled backwards and a strangled half cry escaping my lips, I tried to say something tried to tell him to go but all I could do was shake my head wildly. I started to back away as quick as I could, all too soon I felt Joel's strong arms reach around me just as I started to fall. "Ryan? For gods sake what happened? Talk to me... Please Ryan" His voice was panicked and I couldn't understand why he was acting as if he didn't know. I didn't have the strength to fight him, I should have told him to go away and leave me alone but I seemed to have a serious weakness where this man was concerned. "Why are you here? Didn't you humiliate me enough last night?" I asked wearily as I picked myself up from the floor and headed for the kitchen. "What do you mean? You fell asleep and I stayed with you, I kept my arms around you the whole night, keeping you safe each time you started to tremble with fear in your sleep." His words triggered something inside me that I hadn't realised was there. "You... you were there weren't you? When I woke up... I was scared, I screamed and I... You were there." I couldn't believe I hadn't remembered that this morning. "Yes I was there, you scared me Ryan" His voice was deep and soft, green clashing with blue, as he looked me right in the eyes. I felt myself crumbling, "I don't know what's wrong with me at the moment." I whispered just as Joel moved forward and wrapped his arms around me, lifting me into his arms as if I weighed nothing. I didn't try to fight him as I knew it would be useless, so I just rested my head on his shoulder and let him carry me into my bedroom. When he had me lying down and pressed against his body I asked him where he had been all day. I breathed in his scent as he told me about his manic day, starting with a phone call at 6 this morning. He asked me why I was in such a panic when he had left me a note right here to say he was sorry. And it slowly registered as I started to protest that the little piece of paper lying on the floor might have been from Joel. He moaned in reluctance as I moved away, his moan soon turning into one of lust as I leaned down over the bed with my ass pointing towards him to retrieve the note. I snuggled back against his body to read the note. 'Ryan darling I will be back as soon as I can, I wish I didn't have to leave you but work calls. Joel x' The note was scrawled and as I read it slowly, tears pricked my eyes. I lifted my head to look into his eyes and when I did so a flood of emotion hit me, god how I loved him. As I tasted his kiss that I had been yearning for all day I knew then that I needed him to stay sane, I needed his touch, his smell his ... His love. My head reeled as I realised how much I needed him, "What is it sweetie?" Joel asked softly his tone suggesting he already knew. I gave him a puzzled look as I shook my head signifying that nothing was wrong. "Don't pull that one on me, I know something just flicked in your head, I want to know what it is." How could I tell him the truth? I couldn't, there wasn't any possible way in which I could do that without a seriously bad outcome. And so I did the only thing I could do, I lied. "I was just wondering when you were going to fuck me seen as you missed out this morning" I said, adding a strong note of suggestion and lust into my voice, trying to disguise my fear of needing him. Joel sighed, half in lust and half in irritation, we both knew I was lying but I didn't want to discuss it and he knew it. With a growl that made my entire being tremble with lust Joel flipped me onto my back so he was laying full length across my body. Joel's fingers lingered along my jaw-line, his fingertips moved along my cheekbones, caressing each contour of my face, as if seeing me with his touch. His fingers moved from my face on a personal journey over my body, his touch not seeming overly provocative and yet making me shift under his muscular frame. My movements, causing delicious friction between our bodies extracting a deep guttural growl from within Joel. My mind and body delighted in his instinctive reaction. I pulled him close to me, revelling in the close proximity of his body. Feeling my cock swell against my clothing, pressing against Joel's thigh. "My, my little one, aren't we excited" His words were patronising but his tone-exuded sexuality and lust. My hands moved over his body, somehow his shirt had already fallen from his body, leaving that gorgeous plane of muscled skin free of clothing for me to explore. My senses delighted in the feel of Joel's heated skin beneath my fingers. God I wished I could tell him how much I needed his touch and just how easily he seemed to stir emotions within me. Why is it I can't just tell him these things without being so scared of his reaction? "Ryan what is it? I know you don't want to tell me but please..." His words jarred me, I knew I was being selfish in not saying what I was feeling, I looked up into his clear blue eyes, the fear of him going... "I cant... Joel you must know I just can't... I..." 'I love you don't you see it?' Those words were whispered from my lips my body tense in preparation for him leaving... the walls closing down over my heart... I know I shouldn't of said it, god knows what made me utter those words. 'Why couldn't you tell me that Ryan? Do you not see the same love in my eyes each time I look at you? Do you not feel it in each touch? I don't know what you have done to me these past weeks but I feel like I have loved you forever.' I let out my breath in a rush wishing those words could truly be spoken not just in my head. I looked up at him once more. " You know I cant Joel, please... not now." Joel sighed in resignation seeming to know it wasn't wise to push the point. His head lowered to my body, causing me to moan as his tongue snaked out to claim my hardened nipple. Our minds seemed to read each other's bodies like a book, knowing exactly where the other needed to be touched or kissed. Extracting moans and gasps from each other as we tangled each other in our own web of seduction. TO Be continued... * This story is dedicated to Will, because although he doesn't know it he inspired me to write this story. Please vote for my story and any others you read! Any comments on this story or suggestions for further stories are most appreciated!