The Real Sex World

In a world full of people who exist in a state between boredom and indifference there are a few who are more alive. . . .more appreciative of the world around them and open to the sensory perceptions that they meet in their life. Theirs is a full and abundant life. They taste the many and varied flavors that generate a passion for fine food and drink. They see the sunrise and the sunset in all its glory as the brilliant lights and colors fade into delicate hues and finally night, they hear the birds chirp and the gentle winds that rustle the leaves about them. It is the full utilization of these senses that excites the mind and titillates the passions for life that fills those perceptive few with joy, fear, love, hate and happiness.

For the masses, their minds remain closed to their senses and they remain securely behind their wall of oblivion. . . . In that state, they need not think or react or face the world squarely. Life seems easy. . . . Joy, fear, hate and happiness are muted and stifled.

Brad was not one of the masses; rathis, he was unique! He had been raised by a loving family in modest circumstances and free of worry. He had always sought to live life to the fullest. . . . To experience every emotion and deal with each of them in a way that was satisfying to his inner being. He grew strong in his mind . . . even stronger than his tall, skinny, awkward body.

By high school, Brad was ready to meet the world in his terms. He was an honor student; he played several sports and he was an officer in several school clubs . . . but he had one major failing in his otherwise full life. . . .

Brad was afraid of teen gays. . . .Oh! Not in crowds or in public situations; hise he appeared self assured and competent. When he was alone with a teen gay his otherwise agile mind failed him and he blundered. . . .

Then, Ralph came into his life. Brad couldn't exactly pinpoint the date but it was probably during their freshman year of high school. Ralph was simply around . . .

Ralph was also an honor student, active in band and several school organizations and, like Brad, ready to meet the world on his terms. To the boys in high school his 5'-10" frame and awesome figure coupled with his quick mind and confidence scared most of them. . . . The others were simply unsuitable!

Unlike Brad, Ralph was acutely aware of his situation and sought after some solution to his dilemma. By his Junior year in high school, he had still not found a solution and never a day went by that he didn't ponder the situation. He had accepted several dates with boys all of who sought quick sex or were interested in booze and drugs!

Then, he became aware of Brad. He considered Brad. . . .smart, confident, an honor student, didn't drink or smoke! Perhaps he would provide an answer for his. Of course, as he considered Brad far too mature for his, even though he was the same age as he was, his own confidence waned. His nerves failed his whenever he approached him. . . .

At their high school graduation, Brad and Ralph stood side by side as the top students in their class. They were honored with special awards and handsome scholarships and displayed a level of confidence seldom seen in even much older people. They were good. . . . .

Summer passed and the two honored students started life at the dormitory of the State University some hundred miles from home. For Ralph and Brad it was a time of emotional trauma and fear and loneliness. . . .

Brad attacked his studies with a revenge and focused totally his work.

Ralph, on the other hand, was unable to keep his focus as he fought the natural appetites of a healthy young teen gay. He was torn between the desire to keep his pure for marriage and the desire to seek the new and exciting adventures that were easily available on their university scene. All his instincts told his that he wanted to remain pure. All his emotions and feelings told his to seek the adventures so readily available. His mind simply couldn't bring all the various alternatives together for analysis. . . .

Rather by accident than by design, he had begun to address his sexual appetites with manual stimulation. With no man, and driven by a healthy lust, he sought satisfaction in the back stall of the dorm bathroom as he drove his fingers over his pants. Unfortunately, no matter how hard he concentrated, he found only partial satisfaction. By Thanksgiving vacation, he made his way to the rear stall at least twice a day as if he were addicted to his fingers. . .

It was during his time at home away from the dorm for Thanksgiving vacation that he began to address his situation rationally. He realized that nothing short of a man would provide the satisfaction he sought. Then, he thought about the other ramifications of doing it . . .

He was well aware of the social disease and the stigma of an out-of-wedlock pregnancy. He had a fair idea of the emotional implications of illicit sex. In fact these facts gave his a healthy fear of having sex.

Both issues had to be addressed and somehow reconciled if he were to get on with his life. . . . After due consideration, he decided that his best alternative would be to find an attractive virgin young college student who could provide the sex he craved without the fear of social disease. He could start on the pill and insist on the use of a condom as additional precaution. By the time he had returned to his dorm he had refined the plan into a workable solution.

Brad had just left his afternoon chemistry lab when Ralph appeared next to him. He seemed especially warm and friendly. Of course, Brad immediately became his old awkward self as his mind turned to mush in front of a teen gay. To make matters worse, Ralph seemed to be especially beautiful and he wanted, with all his mind and heart and soul to tell his that. Finally he blurted out, "Hi! How ya doin?" As they walked across the campus, Ralph appeared unaware of Brad's condition and they walked with his doing all the talking. It was only after a not too subtle hint and a light caress on his arm that Brad agreed to take his to a university lecture that evening.

The date was not memorable but it did cause some bonding. Ralph looked back on the evening and assessed it as a first phase in his plan. Brad met his physical specifications for the man to solve his problem. . . . He was a bore, he thought, but then, this wasn't to be a life-long commitment or anything, just coitus to relieve his tensions. . . . or maybe it was! Even as he pursued his plan his mind was uneasy!

The second date was equally staid and awkward as the first as Ralph talked. Brad realized that he wasn't holding up his responsibility towards the date even as he tried desperately to overcome his problem. He wondered why Ralph had stayed around after that second date.

Ralph wondered too. Perhaps he had chosen the wrong man for his plan but it was too late to change that plan now. His math had placed his safe time around 28 December and it was already December. . .

After final exams, Brad's mind, freed of his studies, was free to concentrate on his social life. . . or rathis the lack of it! He had been on three dates with Ralph and even he knew that he was a failure; yet, he kept going with him. Why me? He wondered, He could have any man he wanted. As he was around his his appetites were whetted and his passions were pushing due bounds. He was feeling horny and frustrated knowing he had no ability to seduce any teen gay, let alone Ralph.

He was forced to relieve himself frequently by manual stimulation . . .

Of course; things never seem to happen according to our best efforts. So it was with Brad and Ralph; Brad had a need which he assumed could never be fulfilled. Ralph had a plan which would address all his needs. So much for plans. . . .

With Christmas vacation starting, Brad and Ralph quickly boarded a bus for home. It was to be a six hour trip and Ralph had decided that it might be a good time to intensify their relationship. It was also a time of unseasonable winter weather as they settled into their seats and got cozy. . . .

An hour later, Ralph had been hinting to Brad for some intimacy; perhaps a nice embrace or a kiss with no apparent success. Several other couples on the bus were making out and one was just short of intercourse but Brad and Ralph remained prim and proper . . . . . not that Ralph wanted it that way. Then, the bus pulled to a stop in front of a motel and announced that the blizzard had closed the roads and they were stranded for the duration of the storm.

As the mostly student passengers departed the bus they were forming into groups of two, four and even six or seven to register. Couples wanted privacy. Bigger groups wanted to party and when it came time to register, Brad and Ralph had agreed to share a room with two beds as a matter of economy

the situation fit into Ralph's plan perfectly. He could get his interest with some coquettish acts and teen gayly tricks; yet, he knew he was too inexperienced to offer much objection. Of course, he had been observing him carefully and knew that he was getting quite hot and horny . . . . . not much of a challenge!

By the time they had moved into their room it was dinner time and they were hungry. . . . The dinner in the motel dining room was neither well prepared nor tasty and the service was poor.

It was Brad's idea to take a bottle of brandy to their room. He didn't really know why! He could barely afford it. For whatever reason, he knew that he wanted that bottle of brandy. Had he known what it could do, he'd have walked through fire for it. . . . Ralph liked the idea too. It might ease the tension between them and make his plan easier to carry out.

Back in their room, Brad poured the brandy and they toasted to a good Christmas. As they got comfortable, Ralph sipped the fiery liquid slowly and they sat on the sofa where they watched an inane television show. Brad sat close to his, hoping against hope for some way to overcome his problem.

It was after the third brandy that Brad began to loosen and relax. His awkwardness had abated and he communicated freely with the teen gay beside him. They laughed together at the television. . . .

The effects of the brandy had been gradual and soon the couple was engaged in meaningful conversation. They laughed and spoke intimately with each other as they touched and savored life. The passions that had been so long denied in each of them had begun to surface and could no longer be overcome.

When Brad moved to kiss Ralph, it was his first attempt to kiss a teen gay - ever! Yet it seemed so right! When Ralph felt his lips pressing hiss it was also his first meaningful kiss - ever! He pressed his lips on his and moved closer to embrace. It felt so good! As they savored the kiss, they felt the heat of their bodies as they embraced and nothing else mattered as their passions overcame them . . .

In a matter of minutes, they had experienced a whole new range of sensations. When Brad nibbled on Ralph's nipple, it seemed the most natural thing in the world - as well as the most sensuous. When he placed his hand on his pudendum he reacted to a whole new set of sensations, each more exciting than the last. He wondered briefly what had happened to his clothing which lay in a heap on the floor. . . . Then, these was a new distraction more exciting than any previous!

For Brad, it was also new and exciting and his passions knew no bounds! He moved by instinct alone! Next to him was a teen gay that he had hours before only dreamed about and had no hope of ever loving. . . . . He moved slowly, testing each new move! Then, he sensed it was time. . . .

He moved slowly over Ralph to position himself for what would be the union between them. Of course, it was awkward due to his inexperience but Ralph assisted him until suddenly he froze. . . .

"Nooooo!" he cried, "We can't do this", and even as he spoke, his hands held him in place. . . Then, "We can't!" . . . and his hands drew him towards his. Brad, sensing the indecision could wait no longer. He resisted the impulse until a locomotive could not have pulled him from his course. Then, overcome by his passions, he pushed himself forward and he sank the crown of his tool into his waiting quip. There was only silence as he felt himself at maximum penetration and he waited savoring the latest and ultimate sensation.

As they lay united, Brad realized his aggression and felt remorse and guilt . . . He was repulsed by the thought that he had raped his. . . Then, he felt it. Ralph had raised his butt and returned his thrust . . . ever so intimate; yet, hardly discernable! He realized that he was with him. . . .

The first time, if it's between two loving people, is always good. The inexperience and embarrassment as they find new and exciting experiences only adds to the pleasure. So it was with them.

It was when Ralph felt the quickening of the tool embedded in his hard cock that he realized he wasn't yet on the pill and he wasn't wearing a condom. . . "Get off!” he screamed even as the spurts of semen were filling his belly with his seed.

What might have been a perfect afterglow quickly turned to horror for Ralph. . . .He quickly performed his hygiene and remonstrated himself for having allowed it to happen. Then his wrath turned on Brad as he realized that he also bore some responsibility in the matter.

For the rest of the night there was alternately open hostility and intimate loving relationship as they discussed the ramifications of the act. Finally, each accepted responsibility and they made plans. . . If he were pregnant, Brad resolved not to leave his. If he were not pregnant, they resolved to be more responsible.

It was shortly after breakfast, with the blizzard still blowing outside, that they returned to their room and returned to their bed. A pack of condoms lay on the night stand. This time, they made love. . . .no baggage and no recriminations! Ralph thought of his previous resolve. . .that it was not a life-long commitment, just coitus. and wondered how he could have felt that way.

Ralph was never one to refrain from any new and exciting experience . . . it was his nature to seek beauty, excitement and passion wherever he found it. He was living life to the fullest, in a motel room, amidst a blizzard.

Brad was equally absorbed as each new sensation brought another, more beautiful and more powerful than the last. He allowed his emotions to guide him through the motions of new found love making. He was meeting life on his own terms and he had never felt more alive in his life.

After the morning bout, which was followed with the mellow afterglow that should be a part of any good love making, they disposed of the used condom and showered before their morning ablutions. Then, nicely dressed, they went to lunch.

It was a quiet lunch, again neither well prepared nor tasty, but full of meaningful communication. The dingy colors of the dining room appeared brighter and the storm less menacing. The people around them seemed more interesting and a great calm had come over them. . . .

Oh yes! On the day after Christmas, Ralph felt the warm flow . . . his menstrual period, which had always been regular, had arrived early along with the rest of his presents!