This story has sexual scenes between young males or even adult guys. If you're offended in this kind of literature or you're not old enough or the place you live in is shallow and lame that this kind of story isn't legal then don't read this. Though to the one's who are about to read this, I hope you enjoy.
Copyright: Draiodoir666, 2004
Author's Message:
I apologize greatly to the once who read this story and got a hell of a time comprehending it. I must say again and again and again that English is not my native language and I became over excited when I posted my first installment that I hadn't checked, double checked, and triple checked my grammar, spelling and context. To the ones who e-mailed me, thanks for giving time to mail someone who is so amateur. And also, I would like to apologize for the forever delay if anyone had expected he second part. I know it got so long but I assure you I have my reasons.
I would ask anyone who would be willing to help me do this story much better to e-mail me, as I really need someone who can help me polish my English. So any native speaker of the English language and would like to do some beta-reading for me, please e-mail me in my new address: DarkDraiodoir666@hotmail.com. I would really appreciate the help.
My Modified Memory (An S.R.E.I. Adventure) Chapter TWO: Confusion.
Daniel took off my blindfold, so at last I can see where we are. It was the faculty bathroom on the third building of our school. It was the farthest building, way behind the school's main grounds. As it is nearly 6:00 pm, all of our teachers and even the janitors are now at home, totally oblivious on what is going on in their bathroom. Only the security guard stays at this time in the school so Daniel got my mental applause by choosing this place for our sexual encounter.
Daniel looked at me with those powerful brown eyes, that even by the dimming lights of the setting sun, those orbs never loss their sparkle. He kneeled at the floor to level with my face, as I was still on the sink, butt naked and panting because of the action we did just moments ago.
Now that everything is over and our lust has subsided, the feeling of confusion and fear cross my mind.
'What does this mean? He wanted me for so long? But we only met two weeks ago. Is that long enough? So is he my boy friend now after what we have done or is this his kind of one time thing?' I was so confused and scared and tired that these questions made my mind throb. Well, after your first sexual encounter it's only natural for you to forget where you are and what you're supposed to be doing. Time pass as I lay in there, eyes locked to those soul-searching orbs of wisdom. Only when he spoke I came back into reality.
"We should go you know," he said, lightly caressing my face. I closed my eyes and even purred as he touched my cheeks. I opened my eyes and saw him smiling at me, then he kissed me on the lips, not a long and passionate one but like a greeting and tender kiss. He broke the kiss and stood up and held his hand for me to take. I grasp his hand and he helped me stood up. I stood up and now it dawned on me that I'm here, alone with Daniel Lynol in a bathroom, naked like the time I was born and looking at this god-like stud which is by the way also naked and staring at me.
I felt self-conscious as he studied my body more carefully, cocking his head from side to side as though really teasing me. I blushed but I think he didn't saw that as the room gradually dimmed because of the coming dusk. Yet, I liked it as though I'm proud of myself because this hot hunk is looking at my body but his not laughing. And I can't say that I hate the situation as I also got an eye full of Daniel's features. Ok, I know that maybe all of you are waiting for me to describe Daniel Lynol.
He is the basketball team captain, so you can imagine that his body is athletic and slender. His head is proportioned to his body as other people has bodies that are so big that their heads, his didn't appeared to be a second thought added feature. He's not buff, yet chiseled with the most perfect abs and pecs. He stands 5'11 with jet-black hair which he wears long in front but short at the back, tanned complexion and with the most priceless accessory of all: a killer smile that can give an unprepared woman a seizure. His 7" of a cock is only an added bonus. A delicious added bonus, I might add.
Then, my self-consciousness doubled when I thought of how I have looked in Daniel's eyes. So maybe it wouldn't hurt if I tell you about myself.
I stand 5'7, brown complexion and also with black hair that I wear short. I don't participate in any sport at our school but I do badminton most of my pass time. I also like to swim and run yet don't do it habitually. I don't go to the gym but you can't say I'm skinny or sickly in appearance. I think I have a developing body natural to a teenage boy but still I lack a good strong aura. Yes, I'm proud of myself in terms of academics but you can never say a nerd is cool. Some people think I'm cute at least, but some girls don't pay attention to my existence. Only last year when I earned a place in the theater club that I got the popularity of an icon, but still I am too small for someone like Daniel Lynol. (no pun intended)
Now that I stand in front of him, my mind again tried to relive the scenes that only my imagination can tell me as my eyes are blindfolded. I sucked my first dick and it was Daniel's, the guy that I have been fantasizing about for the last two weeks. I'm still confused on my feelings but now that I have done this with him, it was official, I'm in love with him.
But this is scary. I thought at first that he turned me into being gay by being perfect and all and me being attracted to him but that is so wrong. He didn't turn me into anything; he just opened my eyes. He set me free.
"We should get dress now," said Daniel, still, he stood immobile on his spot. I walked towards my clothes and bent over to pick them up. Then I jumped when I felt Daniel touch my butt. Then I looked at him, blushing, he just smiled wickedly and got his own clothes. We got dress in silence and when I'm finished, I walked towards the door.
"So . . . what are w . . . we now?" said Daniel behind me.
I stop at the door and turned to face him. He is still rooted in the spot where he got dress. His smile is gone, his eyes some kind expectant and his strong aura vanished. I saw him as a very cute hunk yet his as vulnerable as a child. I never thought to see him like this, as he is always the top of everything in our school. But now, Daniel Lynol is standing in a bathroom and expecting an answer from ME. I wanted to hug him and tell him I love him yet I'm afraid that this thing is only a sick joke. But the temptation to kiss him again is almost over whelming.
Seconds lengthen still I haven't answered. I need to be strong, what if his just playing with me? Toying with my emotions because it has been obvious that I liked him, that I love him. But seeing him like this, like a helpless . . . no, not helpless . . . just fragile, as though he will break if I say no.
What am I thinking? This is Daniel Lynol! I mean, if I refuse him he has the influence to make my life miserable. But my life is already miserable and it will only improve if his in my life, so that I can love him and he can love me in return. But is this for real?
"I think we should slow down," I finally answered, "I mean, you tricked me into being here, doing this . . ."
Daniel looked down at his feet from my last statement. I saw this and hastily added, "But it doesn't mean I didn't enjoyed it." With a smile, he looked up at me. Now, I feel much older and more in control in this situation.
"I think we should do it level by level. You know, gradually and slowly not a one shot thing . . . because if your serious about us, I'm hoping this will be for a long time." I said.
"I am serious," Daniel said.
We looked at each other for a moment then he blinked and said, "We should go. We're out of time." Then he walks towards me to the door. I opened it for him and we got out and I saw that it's almost sunset.
Then he said, "I'm sorry I did this to you, I'm not like this really, it's just . . . you. I like you. Your cool and your independent, even though your alone it looks like you never get bored. And you don't care about other people. I mean to say, you don't care if their popular or not, you talk to them if you want. For you, all of us are equal."
I blushed. "Well, I just threat other people on how they threat me. I've been raised in a house with a golden rule like, 'Don't bother me and I won't bother you' so I guess I need to be independent in times because I don't have my parents to support me as they are abroad and doing their jobs."
"So . . ." I continued, "The only reason you joined the theater club is because of . . . me?"
Now it's his turn to go red. "I really like singing but I'm not that confident in letting other people hear me sing. I had feelings for you since last year when I saw you on stage dancing as though you're very happy and confident and as though your just playing a game. I watched every show and the last one was the most memorable," Daniel said, smiling as he remembered the memory. It was also memorable for me.
"I was confused when in the middle of the show, as I saw many of you started crying," he continued, "then I saw you, still energetically dancing your piece yet your face is shining with tears. Then it dawned on me, you're all sad because this was the last show and many of your theater mates are leaving for college. I think, the theater is not just a club for you, it's your family."
I was silent as I listened to him. Many hadn't been able to see that side of theater before. Teachers see us just as actors and they don't understand the bond that the theater created between members. I can't believe he is emphatic enough to see this, that the world of theater is not just fun and games. It's true life.
We walk in silence and headed to the gym where we think the other members will be found. Then he continued, "I auditioned because I want to know you more, to experience your family and for you to know me too. I want to be . . . clear, with my feelings. I'm still confused but I have this feeling in my heart that connects me to you."
I stop just before we enter the gym. I looked at him and he looked back. I don't know how I can be certain but I can see in his eyes that he was telling the truth. Full of emotions that I can't read, his eyes are the most wonderful thing that I don't want to lose. Yes I can sound so naïve and corny but I think the eyes are really the window to one's soul and I'm very grateful that I had a glimpse of Daniel Lynol's.
His handsome face is more magnificent if he's serious, like a brave soldier from a medieval past or a mythical god, strong but gentle. It's strange for me, as before this day, every time I see Daniel, I get hard. But now, I can't feel lust, my cock is not aching for release but my heart is beating like mad.
I blinked and smiled at him. I walked towards the gym doors. I really don't know what to say to him. My head and heart are full of emotions that I never thought could exist at the same time.
We found the theater members congregated in the gym and some of them are still taking off their blindfolds. No one noticed us until we are behind the crowd. Melissa was the first to see us and she gave me a funny look, a questioning look. I smiled at her, teasing her and I succeed when she raised an eyebrow.
As everyone got his or her blindfolds off, Allaine instructed us to sit on the gym floor. It was the part where we discuss the importance of what we just did. We all sat and I moved away from Daniel to sit next to Mel. I don't want to attract too much glances, as Daniel is a chick magnet. Mel and I smiled at each other but she didn't say a word. Allaine hates to shout to talkative members and the old members knew what kind of temper his got. When everyone was settled down, Allaine began to speak.
"Do any of you can think of any practical application of the exercise you all just did? In a play or production, what kind of lesson did the game thought you?" he asked, eyeing us all.
The old members gave the new members a chance to answer. Silence spread to the gym. Then Daniel raised his hand to attract Allaine's attention.
"Yes?"
"I think it's being dependent to each other. Maybe to feel relax and be sure that even if you forget your line, your co-actors will help you recover. Also, it can make us more emphatic to the actors who surrounds us and help us how to react in times of unexpected actions," Daniel said without even missing the beat.
Mel caught me smiling at Daniel as he explained his point to our mentor. Allaine smiled at Daniel and nodded to him.
"Good. Impressively good. I hadn't expected to hear something as detailed and well explained reason and your answer was correct." Allaine said. It continued for at least fifteen minutes. Night had come as Allaine finished the lecture for this night's workshop. He added that we are going to start our production rehearsals on the next meeting and that we should be prepared for the up-coming play. This brought my excitement level to rise. I always love the nightly rehearsals even though they're exhilarating and sometimes give as big blue baskets beneath our eyes but everything in theater is worth it. And now that I have Daniel, it will be more memorable.
After some more announcements about the plans of the production, Allaine finally said we are okay to leave. The theater club roused and walked out of the gym to go to Rm. 28 to get our things. As I put the strap of my bag over my shoulder, Daniel came over me.
"Ivan can I talk to you for a sec?" he asked. The only one who heard was Melissa, who was looking for her mirror in her purse. I glanced over her and she nodded that she will wait up for me.
Daniel led me into one of the benches that are located near the water fountain. The sound of the water totally cloaked our conversation and as the lighting of the school is a bit dim, no one will notice us there. Daniel looked at me thru the darkness.
"I just want to say sorry again for what I did," he started, "I just want the two of us to be more connected. I heard you and your friends talking in the school canteen this afternoon . . . . after my basketball practice. . . I heard . . . you say you . . . love me."
My eyes grew big. It was Daniel. He heard me. Oh my . . .
Daniel shifted his gaze to the ground and continued.
"Don't think that I did this just because I heard you . . . I mean . . . said that. I am attracted to you yet I still don't understand it. I mean, it was my first time . . . what we did . . . ever. I don't know if I love you but I care for you. I hope . . . what I did didn't push you away from me. . ." Daniel whispered, yet I heard ever word.
I approached him and kissed him on the lips, totally careless to the world. Then I immediately broke it as it hit me how stupid I acted. I looked around to see if someone saw us but no soul was nearby. I looked at Daniel, his face barely visible through the darkness.
"Stop apologizing. I love you. What we did just confirmed it. I just feel safe when your around but knowing that I love you doesn't mean I'm restricting you into being my boyfriend. I think we're still not ready for a relationship as we still barely know one another. And I think the school will have a field-day if they knew THE Daniel Lynol did the 'you know what'."
Daniel walked to me and embraced me. I hugged him back as though I'm wanting him to be one with me. I smelled his manly scent yet lust didn't overpower me, I just surrendered myself to him.
"Thank you," he said softly.
"No, I should thank you. For setting me free," I whispered.
I broke our embrace and walked back to the main hallway where it is sufficiently lighted. I saw Mel texting in her cellphone probably informing her mom that she will be home soon. She looked up and saw me. I smiled silently. She raised an eyebrow (typical question: what is that about?). I rolled my eyes and continued to walk out of the school.
"Hey!" she complained.
She jogged to level to me and stared at me intently. I think she's trying to bore a hole in the side of my head so I give in.
"What just happened there?" she asked.
"I'll call you tonight," I said, "Where's Chris and Jennifer?"
By that, Melissa's eyes grew round and a curious smile crooked at her lips. >From the beginning of our friendship, Mel is the one who always calls my house as I don't like to call and annoy her Dad who's very busy and always by the phone.
"Oh, some of the members got to the plaza to buy something to eat before going home. Chris and Jen invited me but I said I'll be waiting for you. I think those two have something yet they still don't know it."
We are now outside the school grounds then Mel said, "Some things up. I can smell it."
"I can't smell anything bad," I replied trying my hardest not to look at her.
"So . . . some things up, it's not bad so it's good then. . ." she paused dramatically then said very loudly, "OH MY GOD! You had sex with Daniel didn't you?"
"WHAT!" I shouted and Mel jump because of my voice. I recovered as she began to laugh.
"I was only teasing you," she said, "I can't believe your reaction would be like that. . . it can happen you know," she added.
I half-glanced at her. It's making me nervous what on earth is Mel saying to me. I tried the defensive.
"Yah right. Listen to yourself talking about non-sense. Are you okay Melissa? Daniel and me?" I said.
"Whatever. But if it happens tell me okay. Or maybe you can skip the hardcore parts." She smiled wickedly.
"Just wait my call, okay. And tell your Dad not to be rude at me," as the two of us hop on the tricycle which will bring us to our house.
My house is empty as usual as my sister is still at work. I opened the door and locked it again then lit up the living room and descended to my room. I dump my bag in the floor and at lightning speed, took off my clothes. I locked my door and I laid at my bed, cock in hand.
I relive the scene in the bathroom as Daniel sucked me. I move my hand up and down to my stiff circumcised rod. I used the back of my right hand and imitated kisses (yes I'm left handed). I visualized Daniel, his chiseled chest, rippling abs and soft skin as I licked the back of my hand. I pumped my cock so fast it hurt yet only turned me on more. Friction running wild in my dick, I jacked fast and hard.
I bit the back of my hand as my orgasm explode. My body got into some kind of convulsion and tensed up and relaxed and tensed up again. Cum hit my chest, stomach and some got into my sheet. The cum in my chest rolled its way to my right nip which gave me a tingle of aftershock excitement. I collapsed and breathed as I experienced one of the wildest orgasm of my life.
To be continued. . .
Note: I know that the first part was a stinker and lame and etc. but I tried my best in this part so I hope to have more comments. If I don't, then I guess I won't continue in writing this and start another story. I hope to hear from anyone.
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