Hello, thank you for reading my story! This is my first submission, and any feedback is very much welcome. My email is turtlenecksweater78@yahoo.com
This a completely fictional story that is centered around two consenting men having sex. My own personal fetish are turtleneck sweaters and wool socks which feature prominently in the story. Even if that's not your thing I hope you enjoy!
Jamie woke lazily and squinted in the bright winter morning sunshine. He put his hand to his eyes and peered at the alarm clock. "Eleven o'clock," he moaned as he stretched mightily. Thankfully it was Saturday. He earned the sleep. The last week was murder with two exams and an essay. But he made it, and now he had some downtime. He swung his legs off the bed and headed for the shower. He showered quickly and toweled off. He stood in front of the mirror naked and took stock. At 5'10 and 140 pounds, he was slightly built. He kept his brown hair clipped neatly, and kept the body hair clean. He opened the mirror cabinet and took out his contacts. He closed the mirror and leaned in. After placing his lenses on his bright green eyes, he shaved and finished cleaning up, he went back into the studio. The university had just opened these new small studios in the summer and Jamie had made sure he got one.
Jamie was 20 years old. His friends would have called him a bit introverted, but very friendly with a fast smile. They may have also wondered why he never had a girlfriend. He certainly wasn't a bad looking guy, though he had a particular style of dress.
Jamie opened his dresser drawer and took out a pair of white briefs and gray wool socks. After putting them on, he then opened his wardrobe. He stood there for a few moments. Today was a big day, so he needed just the right outfit. In the end, he pulled out a pair of jeans and a thick red cable knit turtleneck sweater. He put the jeans on quickly, and then slowly pulled his turtleneck on. He rubbed the soft wool for a bit. Jamie loved turtlenecks a lot. He found them extraordinarily erotic. In fact, his fascination with turtlenecks had led to today. Over this, he pulled on a brown leather jacket. He gave himself a once over and smiled. He was meeting a friend this afternoon. He slipped on a pair of brown Birkenstocks. He locked his door, and headed for the hotel.
Today he was meeting Sam, an older man he'd met on the internet several months ago in an internet chat room for guys who liked sweaters. They both had admitted to each other that they had major turtleneck fetishes. Sam lived about 4 hours away, which limited their contact to emails and instant messaging. Three weeks ago Jamie had suggested on a whim that they should meet some weekend. Sam was more than happy to do so, and had worked out a free weekend for himself. He drove down the night before and got a hotel room in the town fairly close to Jamie's university. Sam had sent Jamie an e-mail last night, asking him to come meet him at the hotel at 12:30 for lunch.
Jamie walked through the hotel lobby and headed for the elevator. The doors opened and he walked in alone. He stepped in and gave himself a once over with the mirrored elevator doors. He was pleased generally, but just to be sure he refolded his turtleneck's collar. The bell sounded announcing the elevator had reached the fourth floor and the doors opened.
Jamie walked out of the elevator and headed down the hallway for room 416. He felt butterflies in the stomach. He had known Sam for almost a year, had seen his picture, and talked with him on the phone twice. He knew lots about Sam. He was twelve years older than Jamie. He worked as a network monitor for an insurance company. He had his own house. He loved turtlenecks and wasn't shy about it. Jamie also knew that Sam was gay. That was the main cause of Jamie's nervousness. Jamie didn't think he was gay, but neither did he think he was really straight either. In fact, the only thing Jamie knew he was attracted to were turtlenecks, whether they were worn by men or women.
Jamie stopped in front of the door labeled 416. He heard some rustling, and the door opened. Sam stood before Jamie, and looked magnificent. Sam was a bit taller than Jamie, and a bit more filled out. He had medium sandy brown hair that he wore neatly parted in the middle, brown eyes and was clean shaven. He wore a white ribbed turtleneck under a green plaid flannel shirt. He had the top four buttons open, and wore the sleeves rolled to his elbows. He also wore brown jeans with gray wool socks similar to Jamie's.
Sam smiled brightly and offered Jamie his hand. "Jamie, I'm so glad to finally meet you in person! Please, come inside."
Jamie smiled and shook Sam's hand. He walked in and set his jacket next to the sofa. Sam offered Jamie a seat on the sofa and asked if he wanted some coffee or something to drink before lunch. Jamie said he was fine, and Sam sat next to him on the sofa. He told Jamie that lunch would be coming soon, and thanked him again for coming.
"I have to say, I love your outfit," said Jamie suddenly. Sam smiled and ran his hand over his turtleneck and shirt.
"Oh, thank you. I wanted it to be just right. I love your turtleneck too. Cable knit is such a comfortable style. I see you like wool socks too," exclaimed Sam.
Jamie blushed. "Well, they look great with turtlenecks I think." He crossed his leg to show Sam his sock.
Sam laughed and said, "We've got the same ones!" He crossed his leg and played a little footsy with Jamie, in spite of himself. Sam had assumed that Jamie was straight, since he never mentioned anything along those lines. "I can't believe we've chatted for so long about turtlenecks and never mentioned this!"
Jamie laughed too. "Well, they only look good with turtlenecks." With that, there was a knock at the door and lunch was served. Jamie and Sam sat on the sofa and ate and talked about things going on and of course, turtlenecks. After lunch, they relaxed against the sofa continued chatting. During the course of their talk, Jamie became more and more relaxed with Sam.
"So, Jamie, what did you wear yesterday? I can't believe after all this I still haven't asked you that," said Sam.
"Well, I wore my gray ribbed turtleneck and khaki slacks. How about you?"
Sam laughed. "Well, I was originally going to wear a big green turtleneck, but it was really cold back home yesterday. Now, I have to tell you Jamie, I hate jackets. I HATE them. So, I put a white turtleneck on, then wore my green turtleneck sweater over that. Then these jeans."
Jamie had a sudden vision of him and Sam kissing in their turtlenecks and jumped a bit. Hoping to quickly recover, Jamie said, "Um, was it that turtleneck you wore?" Jamie was aware that he was suddenly aroused by that vision. He quickly crossed his legs to cover it up.
Sam noticed the distracted look in Jamie's eyes. "No, it was just a white cotton one. This is too good of a turtleneck to wear hidden away!" Sam leaned in a bit and put his hand on Jamie's knee. "Jamie, are you ok? You seemed a bit distracted there for a moment."
Jamie looked at Sam for a moment and blushed deeply. "Oh, it was nothing. Just a silly thought."
Sam chuckled. "Come on Jamie, you definitely left the room for a second."
"Well," said Jamie, with a forced chuckle, "I just had a quick and crazy thought. I thought about kissing you."
Sam smiled, and rubbed Jamie's leg and laughed a bit. "Well, you know me. I wouldn't think that'd be too crazy at all." Sam rubbed up and down Jamie's thigh, causing Jamie to breathe a little huskier. "If this is not comfortable for you, tell me and we will stop."
Jamie shook his head no. He didn't understand why, but Sam's touch was very comforting and exciting. He felt himself growing hard. Jamie leaned closer to Sam and looked at him. "It feels good Sam." He reached out and began to toy with Sam's white turtleneck.
Sam was becoming more excited himself and leaned in, letting Jamie fiddle with his turtleneck more easily. "I love that," he whispered hoarsely. He lifted his hand from Jamie's leg and placed it on Jamie's red turtleneck collar.
The two of them looked at each other for a moment, enjoying each other's turtlenecks. Sam finally leaned in closer and kissed Jamie gently on the lips. Jamie felt Sam's lips touch his and returned his kiss. By now Jamie was so excited he couldn't believe it. He was sitting here in his favorite turtleneck sweater kissing another guy who was also wearing a hot turtleneck outfit. Jamie had occasionally fantasized about this when he masturbated, but now it was all real. And it felt so good.
Sam's kisses became more firm and more passionate. Jamie felt his arms go around Sam's shoulders and pull Sam down on top of him. Sam laid Jamie down gently and laid on top of him, kissing and feeling. Jamie felt Sam's erection rub against his, throwing him into ecstasy. He grabbed Sam's turtleneck and massaged it with his hands.
Sam reached down with his hands and felt Jamie's jeans and expertly unbuttoned them. He sat up and pulled Jamie's jeans and briefs down to his knees. Sam slid his body sensuously down Jamie, letting his whole body slide on his throbbing cock. He took Jamie's throbbing cock into his mouth and began to go down on him. Jamie gasped as his body twisted in extreme pleasure. He tucked his chin into his turtleneck and watched Sam blow him. Sam's head bobbed up and down and drew Jamie closer and closer to climax. A quick flash of Sam's white turtleneck and feeling his own sent Jamie over the edge. His body stiffened sharply as he orgasmed violently.
Jamie's orgasm caught Sam by surprise. He had just taken his mouth off of Jamie to lick his balls when he took a shot of cum all over his chin and turtleneck. This sent Sam wild with lust for Jamie and he quickly finished taking off Jamie's jeans, but he was careful to leave his socks on. Sam then threw his jeans and briefs off and jumped to his own overnight bag and took out some lube. He near ran back to the sofa and lifted Jamie's legs onto his shoulder. As he lubed up Jamie and himself, he rubbed his face on Jamie's soft wool socks.
Sam then put one of Jamie's legs on his other shoulder and leaned in, putting his tip into Jamie. He gently rubbed Jamie's face as he pushed himself slowly in. Jamie grimaced for a second, then moaned in pleasure. Sam looked down at him as he began to gently fuck Jamie. The beautiful face in that magnificent turtleneck. The folds of the collar, the soft wool. Sam felt himself getting closer and closer.
Suddenly Sam went stiff and moaned low. He orgasmed magnificently and hard. He fell on top of Jamie and held him tight. Jamie hooked his socked legs around Sam and held him, running his hands through Sam's hair and over the back of his turtleneck. Sam lifted his head and kissed Jamie.
"Sam, I loved that," exclaimed Jamie.
"I know you did Jamie. You came all over this turtleneck! Thank you for that. I loved it too." Sam sat up and so did Jamie. They looked over each other and smiled. They took each other's hand and put their other hand on each other's turtleneck. They kissed tenderly.