The Swimmer

The Swimmer (c) by Lee Mariner

May 2003

DISCLAIMER: This gay fantasy is written for adult reading. All characters are fictional and unrelated to any person or persons living or deceased. The story is about love and sex between two men and IF YOU ARE NOT OF LEGAL AGE TO READ THIS STORY OR YOU DO NOT APPROVE OF SUCH MATERIAL, PLEASE LEAVE.

ENGAGING IN UNPROTECTED SEX CAUSES HIV/AIDS. USE PROTECTION.

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• • • • • • Chapter #5

I don't remember when I was ever so totally overwhelmed being with another man then I did that evening with Connor. I have often heard it said that the "eyes are the windows to the soul" and Connor's eyes exuded more compassion, tenderness, love and feeling than I have ever seen or felt.

At the motel pool Connor was the epitome of the living beauty Michelangelo had sought in the sculpting of his David. He was Leonardo da Vinci's Vitruvian Man.** Connor was the perfectly developed male and in just a few short years, he had achieved the symmetry and perfection that so many men sought, the balance between the natural and un-natural, the difference between perfect and imperfect. I could feel myself being affected as no other man had affected me. Connor had a magnetism that drew you to him and embraced you. I felt it in the motel and again now in the desert outside of his cabin.

When we entered the cabin Connor melted into my arms his warm smoothly muscled body molding to mine and I felt an overpowering desire to be one with him, wanting him. His velvety back and butt muscles rippled under my hands and I felt the warmth of our combined passions washing over us, muscles tightening with anticipation. In the semi-darkness his eyes sparkled and his lips were soft under mine as we kissed his tongue a hot slender epee engaging mine in a passionate duel, searching, feinting, and withdrawing only to attack again with added fervor.

His fingers deftly removed my clothing and a euphoric almost surreal feeling swept over me at the feel of his hot thick cock slipping under my balls its slick head sliding over the soft perineum flesh and I squeezed my thighs tight. Gripping my waist, he lowered his head and sucked on the hard nipples of my breasts slowly withdrawing his cock and thrusting it between my legs again and again his hard pelvis crushing my cock between us with each powerful thrust.

My back arched at the intensity of feeling rushing thru me and I groaned, "Connor, Connor, fuck me."

Moving to a small bed I laid down and he kneeled between my legs lifting them on his shoulders. His sweat covered muscles gleamed in the silver moonlight filtering into the room and I ran my hands over my thighs panting with desire and need. We both were so horny that precum flowed and when I felt the head of his cum slick cock touch my asshole I involuntarily tightened and gasped but only for a moment. Connor leaned forward and the weight of his strong powerfully muscled body drove his cock into my ass and I screamed from the pain, "Oh shit Connor, Christ that hurts."

He lay against my legs and moving his hands up and down my thighs he cooed softly, "Easy baby, easy. Just relax and let it slid in slowly." Relaxing, I held my breath feeling his cock slowly sink deeper into my ass until I felt his thick silky pubic hair pressing under my balls and I exhaled slowly almost sighing. He slipped my legs from on his shoulders and lowered them around his waist. Leaning down he brushed my lips with his and held his cock tight in my ass.

We laid joined together at the hip for several minutes his thick steel hard cock throbbed deep in my ass and the pain slowly subsided to one of fullness and my muscles relaxed completely and I moaned softly, "Fuck me Connor."

Leaning into my legs he slowly started a powerful piston movement withdrawing and thrusting his cock in my ass again and again and with each plunging movement my hips lifted to meet his thrusts and the sweat poured from both of us. Each time his cock brushed my prostate an electrifying shock charged thru my cock and a thick stream of precum flowed onto my stomach pooling in my belly button and soaking the thick pubic hair covering my pelvis. I felt his muscles tightening and we both were breathing heavier, racing to a thunderous climax. When he started panting, straining and driving his cock deep into my ass with powerful deliberate thrusts, I squeezed his hard biceps. Throwing his head back, he growled from somewhere deep in his chest and his arching back held his cock deep as his molten hot sperm filling my bowels sending me over the edge and my cock exploded with the force of an erupting volcano. My leg muscles tightened, my arching back lifting Connor up as thick sperm shot over my chest and I gasped with each spasm.

Connor fell on my body as our energies were slowly expended and our bodies relaxed slipping into a soft afterglow. I put my arms around his heaving chest and let my legs fall on the bed while our breathing and racing hearts returned to a normal pace.

After a few minutes, Connor lifted his head and we kissed softly before he said, "Lets take a bath."

Releasing him, he slid off of me and standing, he pulled me off of the bed. We ran like a couple of kids too the smaller of the two pools and slipped in the water. I hesitated at first but seeing Connor slide under the water I followed, surprised that the water was not that hot. We splashed the water over each other and hand washed the remnants of my sperm from each other and then sat on the edge of the pool.

Connor snuggled close and I put my arms around his shoulders.

"I didn't hurt you very much did I Kyle? Most guys tell me I'm to big for them."

"At first it hurt." I said, thinking about Derek's comment about me having a bull's cock.

"We should have used lubricant and a condom but I got so excited I didn't even think about it."

"Me too but we learned one thing Connor, my ass can take at least a 9" cock." I said pulling him tight.

"And I want to feel you inside of me." He said squeezing my half hard cock.

"Later." I sighed. 'Right now I just want to hold you."

• • • • • • Connor and I sat holding each other for a long time before lying back on the sand. The shadows of the cactus lengthened as the silvery moon traveled across the starlit sky. In the distance a lonely coyote bayed at the moon his mournful notes echoing over the desert. Connor turned and leaning on his elbow he lowered his lips to mine in a long soft kiss and then he whispered, "Don't leave me Kyle."

I never have.

Not the end for Connor

and I, just the beginning.

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