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Soooooo, I'm not one for these stories so the fact that I'm typing this right now shocks me.
I can thank Chicago Sam for bringing me to do this - his story was interesting...got me going - haha. This is based off a fantasy I have and a dream. The main character is me but unfortunately nothing like this has ever happened - darn, but it does have some realms of truth. Jenna is a real woman in my life but she's at a different university - I'm TRYING to hook up with her.
I didn't read this over, or filter the ideas...I just sort of went with what I was thinking or imaging. Comments are appreciated
Also this is a primer, story setup. I promise more action when the time is right. I'm a believe in foreplay ;-)
Midnight In Mexico - Chapter 1
Cam had just flown in from Toronto with friends, he's eager to get on the beach and start his tan. He only has a week to get that colouring that make the girls scream for. He makes it to his room, strips nude, lathers a nice amount of lotion, slips into comfortable Speedos that he purchased before he came and heads to the beach with his towel. His friends stay behind as they need to catch-up on sleep from the plane ride. It's morning - Cam needs to get a start on the day!
He makes it to the beach and notices a massive collection of guys and girls. Surprised, he wonders why his hotel has so much young blood. Apparently there was a group from the NYU who had taken a joint trip down. Cam smiles, being a student himself, knows that one of these chicks is most likely to sleep with him tonight.
Walking over to a sunbathing chair he drops his town and looks out, stretches in relaxation - ahhhh. The sun beates on the water and the sand feels warm and soothing. He loves the beach! Cam sits, relaxes and instantly falls asleep. As Cam wakes up he notices the sun has shifted over a couple hours. He's also noticed that the crowd has mostly dissappeared with a few slackers. Three major groups seem to be remaining. A group of girls and a group of guys on the left. Auspiciously he notices from the corner of his eye someone is staring at home. It was almost the feeling you get when you're paranoid,worried about something. Cam wasn't paranoid, he's a rather shy, calm guy so he doesn't worry. He slowly turns his head to scan the area. Six rows down he notices someone. At first he couldn't see the man but, his head was obviously fixated on Cam. As Cam turned the guys head turns quickly as if not to be noticed. Cam studies him, notices features about him - dark hair, a scruffy beard and a young/beautiful face. Cam isn't typically into guys, so these thoughts were instantly brushed away. Cam picks up his sunglasses, which had fallen while he fell asleep, and returns them to his face. He acts as if nothing has happened, but it's hard for him to deny that for that one moment he connected. Out of all the guys on the beach, this particular one stood out to him.
Cam sat taking in the last few beats of sunshine before he goes in for dinner. Suddenly to his right, he notices a particularily beautiful piece of artwork making her way to Cam. She walks with such ease, with such grace and her hair flows in the breeze. At this point Cam is hypnotized, immersed in her world. Jenna, as he learns her name afterwards, is a nanotech engineer. A brilliant, sophisticated woman that could run circles around any intellectual conversation. She walks to Cam and says "hi, my friend I were wondering if you'd like to join us. We noticed that you've been sitting here all day - are you here alone?" Cam responds "actually, friends here with me - ohhh shit sorry *he laugh* yeah I'm here with friends. They decided to spend the day sleeping in the hotel" - "Oh ok well my friends and I..." she looks over her shoulder at the group where the guy was staring from "...wanted to know if you'd join us for dinner. We're short a few people today and well, we need to fill the spots!". Cam is excited and says "yeah sorry! hey thanks!". Jenna says no problem, gives Cam the biggest most beautiful smile in the world and walks away.
Cam is elated, he's positive that Jenna is going to be his bunk bed for the night. Cam decides that he'll head to the fitness center, pump some iron, wash up and head to dinner. He makes his way to the room, finding his friends completely ruined on the bed. He grabs shorts and heads to the fitness center.
Now that Cam is pumping weights, he's excited. It was a great start to a great vacation - a nice sleep on the beach, an invitation to dinner by a hot girl and most important, his tan got an excellent head start. Cam is on the runner, pumping weights and he notices out the corner of his eye...he can't believe it and he's almost embarassed to smile...he notices the gentleman from the beach! He's on the leg press and - fuck - he's pressing a heavily load. His muscles are ripped, his sweat running down his hairless beautiful chest. Fuck, Cam thinks. Why am I thinking about this bullshit? I'm into chicks and pussy, not this fucking fag bullshit. Cam is nervous, just as the guy notices Cam as well he smiles...and finishes his set with an obviously renewed rigor. He's trying to impress Cam.
Cam gets up and walks out, he's sweaty. He walks to the showers and starts preparing himself. As he undresses he notices something far more shocking. He can't bloody believe it - he's got a damned hardon! A guy gave Cam a boner. Cam tries to wooze his cock down with calm breathing, grabs his towel and heads to the shower stalls. He's now lathering himself, completely nude, his cock status is nominal and he's thinking about the sweet pussy he's going to get at night. Without warning, and to Cam's horror, the same guy walks into the stalls and begins showering! Cam is freaking out...he's completely lathered, nude and........he hasn't trimmed his cock since he started exams a week earlier. Wait a minute he thinks, why the fuck do I care that my cock isn't trimmed. He tries to push the thoughts out. He feels cornered and he needs to plan his escape. He peaks over at the guy who has removed his towel and...that's when it hit Cam. The guys cock was...for lack of a far superior term...beautiful. His posture, his muscle, his stance were all beautiful. For Cam an epiphany hit him like a thousand bricks. That guy, is one good looking son of a bitch! This, in all of Cam's life, is when he realized his true nature. At this point Cam is rock solid, his cock flaying in the air like sword ready to pierce someone. Witout finishing he grabs his town, rushes to get himself cleaned up and makes it to dinner just on time.
As Cam does all this a million thoughts fly through his head. Cam is a straight A student and has an amazingly powerful mind. His instant thought is to justify his epiphany. Why can't he be like the other guys, admire the cock and let it be? Not only that but he's obviously straight, his passion for woman is far superior! He settles with the theory that, this particular man and other man like him are just naturally beautiful. How can a man just like woman when men are in their own rights just as beautiful? In his religious upbrigining he was taught that everything God creates is an image of him - beauty...power...knowledge. Within 30 minutes Cam's outlook on men have changed, with some weariness of course. His change in mind is simply that men cannot be confined to merely one image of beauty. Men = woman and woman = man in relational status. It's simply not "normal".
Cam is now walking to the dinning hall where he meets Jenna. He introduces himself as Cam and before they head off to eat they have a cocktail. Cam feels much better, much more at ease with his epiphany. The fact that he's in his natural habitat, the realm of the man/woman relation, he's able to think clearier. He proceeds to sway Jenna, who finds Cam immensly attractive. His dashing good looks and his exposed chest are merely aspects of his overall physique. As Jenna talks about her profession she makes Cam only fall more in love with her. To Cam woman aren't just a toy, a symbol of sex but a more powerful thing - of passion, of feeling, of immense beauty. As Jenna speaks Cam is hypnotized. "You know Cam, your so interesting. I've never met a guy like you - you intrigue me" - "well I don't think I could reciprocate as nice a compliment but I will point out an observation. You are quite possibly one of the most beautiful women in this room". With the comment Cam moves closer and tenderly kisses Jenna on the lips. They taste like cherry lipstick mixed with vodka. Cam loves the combination. He pulls back, Jenna's eyes are still closed. She wasn't expecting such a beautiful moment but it appears that she's stuck in it...taking it in. She opens her eyes and smiles. "It's not often I get a kiss within the first 10 minutes of knowing a guys name". Cam replies: "it's not so often that beauty meets intelligence, your a species in your own right...I adore you". Jenna is about to shed one.
To be continued...
I can thank Chicago Sam for bringing me to do this - his story was interesting...got me going - haha. This is based off a fantasy I have and a dream. The main character is me but unfortunately nothing like this has ever happened - darn, but it does have some realms of truth. Jenna is a real woman in my life but she's at a different university - I'm TRYING to hook up with her.
I didn't read this over, or filter the ideas...I just sort of went with what I was thinking or imaging. Comments are appreciated
Also this is a primer, story setup. I promise more action when the time is right. I'm a believe in foreplay ;-)
Midnight In Mexico - Chapter 1
Cam had just flown in from Toronto with friends, he's eager to get on the beach and start his tan. He only has a week to get that colouring that make the girls scream for. He makes it to his room, strips nude, lathers a nice amount of lotion, slips into comfortable Speedos that he purchased before he came and heads to the beach with his towel. His friends stay behind as they need to catch-up on sleep from the plane ride. It's morning - Cam needs to get a start on the day!
He makes it to the beach and notices a massive collection of guys and girls. Surprised, he wonders why his hotel has so much young blood. Apparently there was a group from the NYU who had taken a joint trip down. Cam smiles, being a student himself, knows that one of these chicks is most likely to sleep with him tonight.
Walking over to a sunbathing chair he drops his town and looks out, stretches in relaxation - ahhhh. The sun beates on the water and the sand feels warm and soothing. He loves the beach! Cam sits, relaxes and instantly falls asleep. As Cam wakes up he notices the sun has shifted over a couple hours. He's also noticed that the crowd has mostly dissappeared with a few slackers. Three major groups seem to be remaining. A group of girls and a group of guys on the left. Auspiciously he notices from the corner of his eye someone is staring at home. It was almost the feeling you get when you're paranoid,worried about something. Cam wasn't paranoid, he's a rather shy, calm guy so he doesn't worry. He slowly turns his head to scan the area. Six rows down he notices someone. At first he couldn't see the man but, his head was obviously fixated on Cam. As Cam turned the guys head turns quickly as if not to be noticed. Cam studies him, notices features about him - dark hair, a scruffy beard and a young/beautiful face. Cam isn't typically into guys, so these thoughts were instantly brushed away. Cam picks up his sunglasses, which had fallen while he fell asleep, and returns them to his face. He acts as if nothing has happened, but it's hard for him to deny that for that one moment he connected. Out of all the guys on the beach, this particular one stood out to him.
Cam sat taking in the last few beats of sunshine before he goes in for dinner. Suddenly to his right, he notices a particularily beautiful piece of artwork making her way to Cam. She walks with such ease, with such grace and her hair flows in the breeze. At this point Cam is hypnotized, immersed in her world. Jenna, as he learns her name afterwards, is a nanotech engineer. A brilliant, sophisticated woman that could run circles around any intellectual conversation. She walks to Cam and says "hi, my friend I were wondering if you'd like to join us. We noticed that you've been sitting here all day - are you here alone?" Cam responds "actually, friends here with me - ohhh shit sorry *he laugh* yeah I'm here with friends. They decided to spend the day sleeping in the hotel" - "Oh ok well my friends and I..." she looks over her shoulder at the group where the guy was staring from "...wanted to know if you'd join us for dinner. We're short a few people today and well, we need to fill the spots!". Cam is excited and says "yeah sorry! hey thanks!". Jenna says no problem, gives Cam the biggest most beautiful smile in the world and walks away.
Cam is elated, he's positive that Jenna is going to be his bunk bed for the night. Cam decides that he'll head to the fitness center, pump some iron, wash up and head to dinner. He makes his way to the room, finding his friends completely ruined on the bed. He grabs shorts and heads to the fitness center.
Now that Cam is pumping weights, he's excited. It was a great start to a great vacation - a nice sleep on the beach, an invitation to dinner by a hot girl and most important, his tan got an excellent head start. Cam is on the runner, pumping weights and he notices out the corner of his eye...he can't believe it and he's almost embarassed to smile...he notices the gentleman from the beach! He's on the leg press and - fuck - he's pressing a heavily load. His muscles are ripped, his sweat running down his hairless beautiful chest. Fuck, Cam thinks. Why am I thinking about this bullshit? I'm into chicks and pussy, not this fucking fag bullshit. Cam is nervous, just as the guy notices Cam as well he smiles...and finishes his set with an obviously renewed rigor. He's trying to impress Cam.
Cam gets up and walks out, he's sweaty. He walks to the showers and starts preparing himself. As he undresses he notices something far more shocking. He can't bloody believe it - he's got a damned hardon! A guy gave Cam a boner. Cam tries to wooze his cock down with calm breathing, grabs his towel and heads to the shower stalls. He's now lathering himself, completely nude, his cock status is nominal and he's thinking about the sweet pussy he's going to get at night. Without warning, and to Cam's horror, the same guy walks into the stalls and begins showering! Cam is freaking out...he's completely lathered, nude and........he hasn't trimmed his cock since he started exams a week earlier. Wait a minute he thinks, why the fuck do I care that my cock isn't trimmed. He tries to push the thoughts out. He feels cornered and he needs to plan his escape. He peaks over at the guy who has removed his towel and...that's when it hit Cam. The guys cock was...for lack of a far superior term...beautiful. His posture, his muscle, his stance were all beautiful. For Cam an epiphany hit him like a thousand bricks. That guy, is one good looking son of a bitch! This, in all of Cam's life, is when he realized his true nature. At this point Cam is rock solid, his cock flaying in the air like sword ready to pierce someone. Witout finishing he grabs his town, rushes to get himself cleaned up and makes it to dinner just on time.
As Cam does all this a million thoughts fly through his head. Cam is a straight A student and has an amazingly powerful mind. His instant thought is to justify his epiphany. Why can't he be like the other guys, admire the cock and let it be? Not only that but he's obviously straight, his passion for woman is far superior! He settles with the theory that, this particular man and other man like him are just naturally beautiful. How can a man just like woman when men are in their own rights just as beautiful? In his religious upbrigining he was taught that everything God creates is an image of him - beauty...power...knowledge. Within 30 minutes Cam's outlook on men have changed, with some weariness of course. His change in mind is simply that men cannot be confined to merely one image of beauty. Men = woman and woman = man in relational status. It's simply not "normal".
Cam is now walking to the dinning hall where he meets Jenna. He introduces himself as Cam and before they head off to eat they have a cocktail. Cam feels much better, much more at ease with his epiphany. The fact that he's in his natural habitat, the realm of the man/woman relation, he's able to think clearier. He proceeds to sway Jenna, who finds Cam immensly attractive. His dashing good looks and his exposed chest are merely aspects of his overall physique. As Jenna talks about her profession she makes Cam only fall more in love with her. To Cam woman aren't just a toy, a symbol of sex but a more powerful thing - of passion, of feeling, of immense beauty. As Jenna speaks Cam is hypnotized. "You know Cam, your so interesting. I've never met a guy like you - you intrigue me" - "well I don't think I could reciprocate as nice a compliment but I will point out an observation. You are quite possibly one of the most beautiful women in this room". With the comment Cam moves closer and tenderly kisses Jenna on the lips. They taste like cherry lipstick mixed with vodka. Cam loves the combination. He pulls back, Jenna's eyes are still closed. She wasn't expecting such a beautiful moment but it appears that she's stuck in it...taking it in. She opens her eyes and smiles. "It's not often I get a kiss within the first 10 minutes of knowing a guys name". Cam replies: "it's not so often that beauty meets intelligence, your a species in your own right...I adore you". Jenna is about to shed one.
To be continued...