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Monday, February 27, 2012

A new Start Part 7

Good morning and happy Monday! Lots of things are going on today.

  



First, I must remind you of about our Road Trip prompt contest! Send us three prompts: person (no proper names), destination, and disaster, to storyorgy<@>ymail<dot>com.



Lee Brazil has a free read available now at ARE called Because you're you. I’m sure you don’t want to miss it, so click on the name of the book.



Our Goddess Em Wood has a new release today called Convincing Symon. Again, click on the name of the book to purchase it, you won’t regret it, believe me!



And last but not least, Hank Edwards is doing the Bear Talk Blog this week. Join him HERE and enjoy the ride!



Oh! I almost forget to tell you about my yang!! Shame on me! Havan Fellows is hosting lots of Virgins Interviews. Yes, you heard me! So don’t forget to check her blog once in awhile to see who’s talking about their virgins days….



Phew, the SO members have a very intense life, aren’t they?



This week prompt is: Write about a secret revealed









As soon as he heard the music, Andrew began to move in rhythm with it, while pulling the zipper of his pants down. He was still dizzy from all the champagne but understood that he had to undress. What the hell for wasn’t really clear in his mind, but he decided to go along with it. With a shake of his butt, he let the pants fall down on his ankles. Maroon Five’s “Move Like Jagger” was playing on the radio, and that was all that mattered to him. He loved this song and always needed to dance to it whenever he heard it. He was so engrossed with his dancing that he forgot he wasn’t steady on his legs and felt down on the bathroom floor with a cry.

Antonio turned around when he heard Andrew’s cry and cursed as he saw him fall. He reached out and was able to get a hold on him before he could really hurt himself, realizing with dismay that the other man passed out. Grumbling, he gently let him lay on the floor and took a step back. He allowed himself for the first time to take a really good look at Andrew’s body. God, the man was gorgeous! Lean without being thin; muscular but not big; even his arms were calling him. His eyes drifted lower, past his navel. He held his breath as he finally looked at the other man’s cock. Even as it rested softly on his thighs, it was quite impressive. Damn, what would I be willing to do to taste it on my tongue?  Reluctantly, because he didn’t trust himself at that moment, he turned around and tried to figure out how to proceed. Obviously, he would have to go under the water with Andrew; the other man couldn’t stand by himself. He didn’t want to wet his clothes, not having anything else to wear. But he didn’t want to be completely naked near Andrew, either. He didn’t have enough strength to resist the attraction he was feeling right now.  He decided to strip down to his briefs. He could simply go commando if needed. He undressed, avoiding deliberately looking in Andrew’s direction, but had to when he was done. If he was going to hold the other man under the cold water spray, he would have to look at him at some point! Sighing, he turned and bent to pick up Andrew, holding him tight in his arms and went under the shower, trying not to think about this body pressed against his.

Andrew was still dazed when a stream of icy water struck his face. The shock was so violent that it cut off his breath. What the hell!! Then he realized that he was in the shower, completely naked, Antonio’s body against his. Okay, how did this happen? The cold water was beginning to clear his mind and everything came back to him. He had to explain to Antonio his marital state, and fast. He didn’t want that misunderstanding to spoil any chance they could have to be together. But first of all, he had to get out of this cold shower and take some distance from Antonio’s body.

“I’m fine now, you can let me go,” he mumbled without looking at Antonio.

Still not looking at the other man, Andrew got out of the shower and grabbed a towel to hide the semi-erection he was sporting despite the very cold water. When he was decent, he turned and gave a towel to Antonio, his eyes drifted to the now transparent boxers.

“Hmm…let’s dry up and we’ll go in the living room. We have some talking to do.”

Antonio looked at him and nodded while drying himself.

“I’ll leave you alone. I’m going to grab some clothes. Do you need anything?”

“No, I’m fine. You go along and I’ll join you in a minute. Oh, I could have some coffee though. I think you should drink some too. It’s seems that it’s going to be a long night.”

Andrew didn’t answer and fled out of the bathroom, his mind in turmoil. Yes, it was going to be a very long night. And he prayed it would end up with some cuddling if nothing else.

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They were sitting on the couch, sipping their coffee, and not talking. Andrew sighed. He knew he had to speak, but it seemed that his tongue was stuck to his palate. He risked a glance to Antonio and found him staring at him with intensity.  Okay, here we go! He cleared his throat and took a deep breath.

“I’m married. At least until tomorrow, when my divorce will be official. I didn’t plan to deceive you. I haven’t felt  married for a long time. My wife..Erm..my ex-wife is a childhood friend. I always knew that I was gay, but I come from a very uptight family. I thought that I could go on with this charade, and Coleen loved me enough to pretend that we were a couple. I think that she thought she could change me. And I thought that I could change, for her, for my parents… For everybody but me. We’ve been married for two years, and I couldn’t change. Coleen became angry and bitter. We used to be best friends, we are now enemies. Such a mess!” he stopped abruptly, realizing that he was babbling.

Antonio didn’t say anything; he just kept staring at Andrew, who shifted uncomfortably on the couch.

“Say something,” he whispered. “Anything…”

Antonio sighed. Was he ready to begin a story with Andrew? It seemed that the man had a lot of issues. Was he worth all the trouble he would have to deal with?

“I understand, Andrew. And I should have waited for your explanations instead of running out, but I met a married man once, and that relationship left me hurt and weak. I don’t want that anymore. You scared the hell out of me when I saw that pic.” He took a deep breath and looked Andrew in the eyes. “I don’t want a one night stand; I’m looking for something deeper. And I’m not sure you’re ready for that.”

Andrew felt cold sweat running down his spine. Antonio didn’t want him! No! I’m ready, he wanted to shout. Instead, he just stayed there, looking at the Italian, trying to find arguments to make him change his mind.

“I have a secret to tell you,” he said, his voice trembling with the urgency to convince the other man. “When you kissed me yesterday, that was my very first kiss with a man. You can’t imagine how I felt. Don’t get me wrong, it wasn’t only because you’re a man, but because it’s you. When I met you on that street, I was instantly attracted to you. Very attracted. I already found some guys attractive, but you…You, you’re special. I’m not looking for a one night stand either. I’ve wasted my life trying to please everybody. I’m tired of it. I want someone that I can love and rely on. I’m not asking you to move in with me, but I would like you to give me a chance.”

Antonio was thoughtful for a minute, and Andrew held his breath. Please, please, give me that chance!  At last, Antonio seemed to have reached a decision. He looked at Andrew and took his hand in his.

“I’ll tell you what. We’ll take it one step at the time. I don’t want to rush anything. I’m not going to lie to you; I’m very attracted to you too. But I want to take it slowly. I want to be sure about us before we go any further. Let’s try to know each other first. I just moved here, this is a new life for me. I had to leave my last town because of who I am. I want to build a life here. I like this town….” Pressing Andrew’s hand, he added in a low voice. “So, what do you think? You’re willing to take it slow and learn to know me?”

Andrew let the breath he wasn’t aware he was holding slip through his lips. Yes, he could do that, no problem, as long as he got to see Antonio again.

“Yes. Yes, I’m willing to get to know you and take it slow,” he said hoarsely, his heart beating like a drum. “Do you want more coffee?”







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Sunday, February 19, 2012

A New start Part 6

Hello good people! I hope you had a wonderful week-end and that you’re welcoming this Monday as much as I do.

I have a few things to tell you…

First, I need to remind you about the Road Trip prompt contest. Please email us at storyorgy<>ymail<dot>com three prompts for an old fashioned road trip: a person (no proper name), a destination, a disaster (I’m sure you can think of something really good!)

Second, our Goddess, the one and only Em woods has a book coming out next Monday called “Convincing Symon”. You can go Here to pre-order it!




Now for today Prompt: “Someone’s playing the radio”.






Taking a deep breath, Antonio began by opening Andrew’s shirt. His fingers were trembling, and didn’t like that. Remember that he’s married! Trying to regain some of his control, he kept his eyes on Andrew’s face, not wanting to see the body he was uncovering. That wasn’t helping. Andrew’s face was flushed, his eyes half closed, his mouth frozen in a sexy pout.

The shirt was finally undone and his eyes drifted to the pale chest, covered with a light fuzz. His knuckles brushed the hot skin and he withdrew his hand in haste. Damn, this is going to be a real nightmare!

Antonio closed his eyes, took another deep breath and went to Andrew’s pants. Opening his eyes, he slipped his hands on the other man’s waistband and his fingers worked on the button. Nooooo! Who would have known that Andrew would go commando?

-“Andrew?  Wake up! You’ve got to help me there! Take off your pants or I’ll put you under the shower with them.”

Andrew heard Antonio’s voice, but it seemed so far away. What did he say? He wants me to take off my pants? Oh, wicked! A little smile appeared on his lips.

-“A strip tease? Sure”, he said huskily. “But I need some music… Give me some music,” he moaned.

Exasperated to be so sensible to Andrew’s body, Antonio turned around and looked around the room to find some music. There! Spotting a radio sitting on the cabinet, he rushed towards it and turned it on.  
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Monday, February 13, 2012

A New start Part 5

Hello everybody. Welcome back to another Monday.



Today’s prompt is: Before your character knows it, he's drank a whole bottle of champagne on Valentine's Day Eve. Why? What happens?





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Andrew stared at the door, unable to move. What just happened? He was so happy about this evening, and now everything was… was what? Was it the end? Or just a little delay? He was crushed. He hoped so much, and now he was alone, with no hope to see Antonio again.

In a daze, he headed to the kitchen and stopped in the middle of the room. He looked around, not knowing what to do. He automatically reached for the fridge and opened the door. There, between the vegetables and the different cheeses he bought, stood a bottle of champagne. Oh right! And here I thought we would celebrate this evening with it.

Sighing, he grabbed the bottle and one glass, and went in the living room. He turned the TV on and prepared himself for a very boring evening. He watched absentmindedly the screen while opening the bottle and pouring the champagne in the glass. As he raised the flute to his mouth, something on the TV caught his attention…

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Antonio was driving with no real purpose, trying to calm his anger. He couldn’t believe it. So Andrew was one of these married guys who wanted to “explore” his “gay side”. Been there, done that! No thanks!  That was not what he was looking for. Well, at least the little prick showed his real nature before they went any further. Antonio knew that he was so close to fall for the man. Why would this happen to him?

Stopping at a red light, he tried to remember what Andrew told him. He was obviously trying to tell him something, but Antonio was too angry to listen. Maybe he should have. Maybe Andrew had a very good explanation. Maybe you should go back and listen to what he has to say. Maybe you should give him a second chance. Without taking the chance to think it over, he made a U-turn and drove back to Andrew’s house.

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Valentine’s Day? Really? Andrew blinked several times, trying to understand what the overly make-up woman on the screen was saying. Oh God, he was so obsessed with Antonio that he didn’t realize what day it was. He looked at the bottle of Champagne. Well, he didn’t have a date, but he certainly has the drink. Without thinking any further, he began to drink the Champagne like it was milk.

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Andrew jerked on the couch when he heard the pounding on the door. His head was hurting him and it looked like his body was numb, anesthetized. What time was it? What happened?

“I’m coming, I’m coming! Jeez, stop that noise!”

He stood up carefully, his legs not supporting him. He walked unsteadily to the door, praying that the pounding would stop.

When he finally reached it, he realized that his vision was blurry and the door knob seemed to laugh at him. Man, you’re wasted! After several attempts, his hand found the door knob and he was able to open it.

 “What took you so long?”Said an angry voice.

“Antonio?” Andrew was shocked. He thought he would never see the man again, and he was now at his door, looking hotter than ever – yes, in spite of his blurred vision, he could see how sexy Antonio was – and very very angry.  

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Antonio looked at Andrew and knew something was wrong. He instantly regretted to have yelled, but he always did that when he was worried, and worried he was. He’d been banging on that door for six long minutes. But seeing now Andrew in a such deplorable state, he forgot about his anger and took the other man’s hand in concern.

“Are you alright? What happened? Did you hurt yourself?”

Andrew was watching him, his eyes unfocused, and a silly grin on his face. Antonio is here. Wait! He was talking, wasn’t he? He was trying very hard to shake the mist that invaded his brain, his eyes straining in the effort. But no matter how hard he tried, the only thing that was in his mind was that Antonio was back. He couldn’t stop smiling like an idiot.

“Hum… Did you have a drink? Or two? Or several?” Antonio leaned over to smell his breath. “Dannazione! Andrew! How many drinks did you have?”

Andrew kept looking at him with that stupid smile on his face, and Antonio knew he had to do something.

“Ok, where’s the bathroom? You need a cold shower!” looking around him, he spotted the empty bottle of Champagne. “Mio Dio! Did you drink the whole bottle?”

Andrew didn’t answer. He just looked at him, a blissful smile on his lips, nodding his head. Alcohol obliterating his inhibitions, he stepped forward and pressed his body against Antonio’s, sprinkling his neck with little wet kisses.

Antonio held his breath, Andrew body against his awaking his desire. His cock began to swell and goose bumps appeared on his arms.

“Andrew… Andrew, listen to me. Look at me! Andrew!” He put his hands on the shoulders of the other man and pushed him gently. When he was able to breathe more easily, he took Andrew’s chin in his hand and raised it to look at him in the eyes.  

“Andrew. You drank too much. I bet you didn’t even eat. You need to take a shower, eat a little something  and go to bed. Show me where your bathroom is, ok?”

 Andrew raised his arms and pointed a door at the end of the corridor. He blinked a few time and looked at Antonio.

“I love when you speak Italian,” he rasped, leaning again towards Antonio.

“Yea, well, I only do when I’m angry or too emotional. Now, let’s go take that shower, shall we?”

Putting his arms around Andrew’s waist, he headed for the bathroom. Once they reached it, he let go of Andrew and turned around to leave the room. As soon as he stepped out, he heard a big noise. Retracing his steps in a hurry, he found Andrew sprawled on the floor, looking so surprised it was almost comical. Realizing that there was no escape, he sighed loudly and leaned over to pick up the other man.

“Ok, it seems that you can’t do it by yourself. So I’ll help you. Do you think you can undress alone?” Antonio said these words praying with little hope to be granted, that Andrew would really be able to manage.  But no, no such luck. Andrew swayed dangerously every time Antonio tried to let him go. Resigned, he began to undress him.


TBC


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Monday, February 6, 2012

A New Start Part 4

Welcome to another Monday!!
I hope everybody had a great week-end and that you’re now ready for a fantastic week.
Today’s prompt:
Your character finds a black and white photo. Write about it.








Antonio looked at his watch. Seven sharp.
He brought a bottle of wine, and was now wondering if it was appropriate. Certainly more appropriate than the condoms and lube you have in your pocket! Dismissing the thought, he took a deep breath and rang the bell.

Damn, he wasn’t ready. Drying his hands on a napkin, David ran for the door, waited for a second, took a deep breath, plastered a smile on in face, and opened it. 

“Hello, Antonio. Please come in.” Antonio smiled and stepped inside, handing him the bottle of wine.
“No kiss? Well, maybe later then”
Andrew blushed, closing the door and showing him the way.
“I’m running late. Why don’t you sit on the couch and I’ll bring you a glass of wine? Or something else…”
“Wine would be fine, thank you.”
Andrew turned around and headed to the kitchen while Antonio looked around him. He spotted a photo on the buffet and stepped closer to see it. It was a black and white pic of a young couple the day of their wedding. He smiled, watching it, until he realized that the man in the picture was Andrew. He froze, anger building inside him.

When Andrew came back in the room, Antonio was standing still and looking at him with fury in his eyes.
“What…”
“Are you married?”
Oh no!
“Yes, but…”
Antonio didn’t wait for his explanations. He stormed out of the house and got in his car, leaving Andrew completely paralyzed.



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