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Chapter 1 - Mint

 

I feel despondent as I take heavy steps towards the company line. Having just finished my POP a couple of days ago, it feels surreal to be back here. I see a few other guys who have already arrived. I quicken my pace and join them. I see Sgt. Lee, one of the specialists in-charge of Platoon 4, exit the company office. He adjusts his Duty Sergeant arm band as he walks towards us. 

 

"Okay, I know that you all don't want to come back here, especially after your POP. Unfortunately, all of you screw up somewhere during your BMT and got caught by your Sgt. and now must serve this confinement. But at least just one night. So just suck it up, don't give me any trouble and you can go home happily tomorrow and enjoy the remainder of your weekend. Can?"

 

We reply with a resounding "Yes, Sgt!" He ticks off our names. Besides myself from Platoon 2, there are a couple of guys from Platoon 1 and another one from Platoon 4. Sgt. Lee looks up and looks a little confused.

 

"Eh, how come there's one guy missing."

 

Just then, we see a guy running towards us. 

 

"Sorry, Sgt. I got delayed at the gantry. Not my fault."

 

Sgt. Lee isn't impressed with his answer.

 

"You forever with your excuses, Kelvin. Go join the rest."

 

Kelvin is from Platoon 3 and is known to be quite notorious. A bit of a troublesome character, there isn't really anyone who didn't know him in the company. He had been yelled at several times by Seargents and Officers alike. He must also be the one who must have gotten punished the most during our BMT. He cuts quite an intimidating presence especially with his muscular built and tattoos and quite honestly, he isn't really someone I could see myself clicking with. 

 

After we fall out, we make our way to our bunks. It feels a little weird to see the empty bunk when just a few days ago, it was filled with a group of botak boys getting ready for our final route march that culminated into our passing out parade. I take a whiff and can almost smell the sweat and shoe polish in the air. I smile and go to my now empty metal cupboard. I swiftly unbutton my shirt and hang it inside before sitting on my bed. The breeze cools the beads of perspiration on my back as I loosen the shoelaces on my boots. I pull off my boots and socks and set it aside. I get up and take off my trousers till all I'm left with are my briefs.

 

I see myself in the mirror. I had never been an athlete of any sort but I have always had an inclination towards fitness. I've been a swimmer all my life so I had always been in somewhat good physical shape but never the type I could be proud of. However, 9-weeks of BMT had really cut into my body and given me lines and definitions I never thought my body could possess. Without even realizing, I begin to admire this newly sculpted look, gently grazing the grooves of my arms, chests and stomach with my hand. I must admit, I was slightly getting turned on.

 

"Wah, your body damn good sia." 

 

I'm surprised by this voice and turn to see Kelvin standing at the door of my bunk. I quickly grab my shorts and quickly put it on. I try to swallow my embarrassment and muster some words.

 

"What are you doing here?"

 

"I thought we can bunk together. Better than being alone, right?"

 

I realize my quiet day by myself had officially ended as Kelvin made himself comfortable. I put my CD in my CD player, put in my earphones and hit play. I lie on my bed, close my eyes and listen to some songs. As I get lost in the music, I feel a shadow looming over me. I open my eyes slightly to see a naked Kelvin examining the CD case of my 50 Cent CD. 

 

"Shit man, can you put something on?"

 

I snatch my CD case from him. Kelvin seems unbothered by my remark. 

 

"The fellas' body solid. Your inspiration is it?"

 

"Maybe. And please, cover up."

 

Kelvin comes right in front of me, his junk centimeters away from my face. 

 

"Why, you shy, is it?

 

I am annoyed and push him away. He laughs and puts on some running shorts. 

 

"Let's go exercise."

 

I couldn't believe what he was saying. Even the Sgt. had allowed us to stay and rest in our bunks yet this crazy beng wanted to go exercise. I shake my head in rejection but he's persistent.

 

"I know your body is nice but if u want to be like your idol, you must workout more."

 

He is right in front of me, with that irritating smile plastered on his face. I know he wasn't going to take 'No' for an answer. I finally relent and we head outside our bunk to the space near the staircase. It was usually the area that the recruits would congregate to receive briefings from our superiors and also serves as an exercise spot for the recruits to better their physical fitness thanks to the pull-up bar on the wall.

 

"Let's do a circuit. 20 push-ups, 15 jumping squats and 10 pull ups. Can or not?" 

 

He gives me a doubtful look. My pride was on the line. I nod. We start our workout.

 

The first few sets go quite okay. I could see that Kelvin and I were on par on a fitness level although we had different body types. I was taller and of a bigger built. More of a swimmer's body with broader shoulders and chest and a tapering waistline. Kelvin on the other hand had more of a runners body, with an overall streamline built with more closely packed muscle.

 

After completing 20 sets, it starts to take a toll on both our bodies. But neither one of us wants to call it quits. We press on, sweat rolling off our bodies. A few more sets in, fatigue starts to set in. Kelvin is unable to complete 10 pull-ups and falls to the ground after doing 5.

 

"It's too much, man. I need to rest."

 

I see this as my chance. I jump up to the pull-up bar and struggle to do my pulls up. I get past 5 and continue onto 6 and then the 7th. Just then I feel my shorts slip off. I look down to see Kelvin pulling off shorts, including my underwear, down to my ankles. I drop off the bar and quickly pull my shorts up. I get up to see Kelvin laughing hysterically. 

 

"What the fuck is your problem, man?"

 

I push him off. His laugh disappears. 

 

"I was just playing, bro."

 

He puts his arm on my shoulder but I push him away. He loses his balance and falls to the ground. He looks angry. He gets up and pushes me. I fall to the ground. 

 

"You can't take a joke is it?"

 

I see Kelvin, his sweaty muscled body towering over me. I clench my teeth and grab his legs throwing him to the ground. Before we both can comprehend it, we are both wrestling each other on the cement ground. Each trying to overpower the other, when I suddenly feel a tightening at my crouch. I look down to see Kelvin have a firm grip of my genitals. I'm a little disoriented and he quickly flips me around. He's right on top of me. He releases his grip and instead puts his hand inside my shorts. The touch of his rough hand makes my cock harden. 

 

He looks straight into my eyes while I look into his. His strokes are slow and strong and my hard cock twitches under the pressure. The dripping sweat makes a natural lube that gives me an intensifying pleasure I've never felt before. Suddenly, we hear footsteps. Kelvin quickly gets off me as I barely manage to stuff my erect cock inside my shorts. We see Sgt. Kelvin walking up the steps. He's surprised to see us. 

 

"What the fuck you both doing?"

 

"Exercise, Sgt."

 

"We must be fit soldiers."

 

"For our nation."

 

Very unconvincing lines escape our mouths. He gives us a weird expression before heading to the vending machine to get a canned drink before heading back down. After seeing him disappear downstairs, we both don't speak. We make our way to the showers. We clean ourselves and head back to the bunk. We change into our Number 4 and make our way to the cookhouse for lunch, with the others. After which, we come back, strip out of our uniform and lay in our beds. Soon it was night. 

 

"Ok, lights out. Go to bed."

 

Sgt. Kelvin makes his way to all four levels before retiring back to the company office. As I lay in the darkness, I try to comprehend what had happened hours before. I've always liked girls and still do. But that moment, that spark, that electricity between our two bodies and that rough touch. What did all of that mean? I am in a state of confusion.

 

"I think we need to finish what we started."

 

I look up to see Kelvin standing naked in front of my bed. The moonlight illuminates every taut muscle on his body. His flaccid cock and low-hanging balls stir something in me. He reaches out his arm and his fingers make their way into my briefs. I feel my cock hardening once again and slowly submitting to his touch.

 

End Of Chapter 1

 

To Be Continued...

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Chapter 2 - Forest

 

Kelvin's slow and steady strokes quickly make my cock stiffen. It feels strange yet amazing. As he works his magic on my body, I reach my hand to his. His cock feels warm and firm as I massage it with my hand. I hear a slight moan escape his lips as his member hardens under the grasp of my hand. He pulls my briefs down causing my fully erect cock to spring up. I look to see him just as hard. He lets go off my hard cock and slides the briefs all the way off. I use this opportunity to pull him towards me. I feel his warm breath as he looks deep into my eyes. Our lips ever so slightly graze one another.

 

We both pull away and look again at one another. Perhaps a sense of doubt had erupted in our thoughts. What were we doing? Was this right? But before we can fully comprehend what was happening, our lips once again meet. This time deeper and more intense. I throw him on my bed and our kisses become longer and more passionate. As our lips locked, our hands found their way back to our hard cocks. We stroke each other off as we tasted each others' lips. Only taking seconds to breathe, we continue to kiss.

 

Kelvin pulls away and makes his way towards my chest. He lightly licks my right nipple and almost immediately I'm hit by a wave of pleasure I had never felt before. I never knew my nipples were sensitive till that moment. He continues to lick and lightly suck on them which makes my whole body quiver. He looks up and smiles before kissing his way down my stomach all the way to my hard cock. He takes a few light licks before taking the whole thing into his mouth. The heat from his mouth warms my cock and delivers an otherworldly sensation. He easily takes it out of his mouth as he had put it in. I figure that this must not be his first time. 

 

I lay back and surrender to Kelvin's touch. His mouth engulfs my hard cock and he delivers just the right amount of pressure that gives me such intense pleasure. I don't remember ever being sucked by any other girl this way and this guy is doing it for me. He is throwing me into this frenzy of a sensual symposium that I could not escape from. Soon, I'm brought to the threshold of my limit.

 

"Fuck. I'm going to cum."

 

I believe he will let go and let me shoot out my load but he isn't. His mouth firmly continues to suck on the cock like a vacuum. I can no longer take it as I feel the rush. Just as I am about to burst, his lips leave my cock. He strokes it as it erupts splash after splash of warm, white liquid. I'm drenched as Kelvin lies next to me. He takes the cum off my chest and rubs it onto his hard cock and strokes it. I lick and suck on his nipple as he manically tugs on his hard cock. In a matter of seconds, a thick, white fountain of cum splashes all over him. Some even land on me. We both lie for a few seconds next to each other. Our hands reach into each others and end in a firm hold.

 

The next morning, we get ready to book out. We don't discuss about what had happened especially because the other boys are leaving with us well. It's not like we could actually have a private conversation. After the ferry ride, everyone goes on their separate ways. Kelvin and I wait at the bus stop. I could tell that he wanted to speak about our night together. So did I. He keeps hesitating and I know that I should make the first move.

 

"Kelvin."

 

"Yea."

 

We both look at one another just as my phone rings. I pick up my scratched up Nokia phone. 

 

"Hey. Yea, I just got off. You're at my place? Ok. I'm on my way. Bye."

 

I hang up. Kelvin looks at me with curiosity.

 

"Who was that?"

 

I could lie but I didn't want to.

 

"That was Jess, my girlfriend."

 

I could see the disappointment in his eyes even though he tries to hide it. I feel like I had betrayed him. 

 

"Why don't we exchange numbers? We could meet some time, when we're free."

 

"Sure. Sounds like an idea."

 

We exchange phone numbers but I could tell he didn't look hopeful. Perhaps he didn't expect me to receive him the way I did the night before. Even I couldn't comprehend what I had done with Kelvin. It was my first time being touched intimately by another guy. I never thought it would ever happen but I did. And I liked it. I feel so confused but I wasn't about to talk about it the day after.

 

I needed time and time is what I took. I never made that call or text to Kelvin. Not that I didn't want to but more of not knowing what to say. What could I say? What could I do? But most of all, what did he expect of me? Was our night together just an experiment of two hot-blooded boys or was there something more to it? I could not figure things out and the last thing I wanted to do was start something in confusion.

 

Thankfully, I had other things to worry about like being accepted into the officer cadet course. It was the next phase of my military stint and it was a long one. After what felt like an eternity, I finally become a commissioned officer. I get posted to one of the more obscure camps on the island but since it's not too far away from my home, I don't have much to complain about.

 

The officer I'm replacing, Benjamin, is in a pretty good mood as he barely had a month left before he ORD-ed. He gets me oriented from the get go on how everything goes and what is expected of me. Every word he says, I carefully listen and remember as I feel honored to be part of this respectable unit and I'm determined to do my best. I focus intently. 

 

"Jason, I'm not stressing you right?"

 

"Of course not. I just want to do a good job."

 

"You look like a fast learner and I'm sure you'll be fine. Anyway, we'll go see the platoon. I think they should be lepak-ing in bunk after the morning exercise."

 

We make our way from the office to the bunk. As Ben had mentioned, most of the guys were relaxing. Some chatting, some exercising and some not doing anything at all. It was a typical sight at an army bunk. We make a turn and I accidentally knock into someone. I look up to see this muscular built guy with tattoos, fresh out of the shower clad in a towel. A wry smile begins to form at his mouth.

 

End of Chapter 2

 

To Be Continued...

 

 

 

 

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Chapter 2 - Camouflage

 

The muscles and tattoos may have increased but that boyish face with the cheeky smile remains. Benjamin casually makes the introduction. 

 

"This is..."

 

"Jason."

 

Kelvin takes a quick glance at my uniform.

 

"2nd Lieutenant, Jason."

 

Benjamin looks puzzled.

 

"Wait, you both know each other?"

 

"Of course."

 

I see that Kelvin had grown his hair a little bit on top but it's trimmed short to the sides as per military guidelines. His face looks as handsome as it did the last time I saw him but what really was impressive was how much more fitter he got. I mean he had a lean, fit body back in BMT but now he had mass to go along with those rippling muscles. And to tantalize even further, his towel hangs dangerously low on his pelvis, giving a full view of his happy trail all the way to the bushy pubes slightly hovering over it. I look up to see Kelvin looking right into my eyes. The smile still plastered on his face. I step in.

 

"We were in the same company during BMT."

 

Ben is astounded with this little piece of information.

 

"Damn, what are the odds that you both will be meeting here after all this time?"

 

I never thought I would ever see Kelvin after parting at the jetty but yet here we are. Standing in front of one another. I am puzzled on what to call it. Coincidence or fate? I couldn't really figure it out.

 

"Anyway, Kelvin joined us a few months back and has fit in quite nicely. He has been a great support as my new PS and I'm sure you'll gain great pleasure working with him."

 

Benjamin says his harmless words but I can see the smirk on Kelvin's face. I try to look away.

 

"I'm sure. The bunk is around here, right?"

 

"Yes, actually the officers bunk is one floor up but right now until I move out, there isn't a bed you can use. So you need to bunk..."

 

"...with me."

 

I immediately freeze when I hear Kelvin spout those words. I think Ben must have seen my surprised face.

 

"It's only until I ORD. Kelvin's bunk is a little smaller but one of the guys is on a 2-month MC while another has been leased out to HQ. So there's an extra bed and more space for you to use."

 

I couldn't believe this was happening but I couldn't really complain as this was an old camp and the last thing you would have is the luxury of choosing your preferred accommodation. Honestly, I didn't really care that I wasn't going to bunk in with the other officers for now but what I cared about was having to bunk in with a guy who I had a secret wild night with and never having contacted him after that. I guess your ghosts do catch up to you, even the ones with perfectly, chiseled abs.

 

"Sir, I will bring 2LT Jason back to the bunk. You go first."

 

Ben thanks Kelvin and tells me to get settled in. I follow Kelvin to the bunk. We don't really speak as he walks a couple of steps before me. From the back, I could see his towel is so low that I could see the dimples on his lower back, right above his butt cheeks. This boy really loves showing off his body.

 

A couple of minutes later we arrive at the bunk. Like Ben had mentioned it was small but at least it looked clean. I saw two cleaned up beds and cupboards. One near the door and the other at the window. Before Kelvin can tell me about my options, I place my bags at the one near the window. I look outside the window, that overlooks some of the forested area surrounded the camp. I take a whiff of the fresh air before letting it all out. 

 

"So, do we have any activities planned for the day."

 

"We had some PT in the morning but I don't think we have anything planned later in the day. We were outfield the whole of last week so it's a little chill this week. You're really lucky."

 

Kelvin casually pulls the towel off his waist and starts to wipe his butt and pubic area. I turn away. 

 

"Seriously, man."

 

"What? It's nothing you haven't seen before...or touched."

 

I turn back to see him still naked but now having a cheeky grin on his face. I'm annoyed.

 

"Look, I really don't think it's good for either one of us to talk about what happened between us."

 

He steps right in front of me and looks me straight in the eye. He's so close I can feel his warm breath.

 

"Don't worry. I won't talk if you don't want me to."

 

We continue to look into each others' eyes when I hear footsteps. I move away from Kelvin as another guy walks into the bunk. With an athletic built and dark medium complexion, the boy walks straight towards me. 

 

"Sir, you must be the new officer taking over from 2LT Ben. I'm Ashwin, PS for Platoon 3."

 

We shake hands and I notice he's just wearing shorts with no shirt. I guess less is more here.

 

"Sorry, Sir. You have to bunk with us until 2LT Ben ORD. Especially with this nudist fella."

 

Kelvin, still naked, takes his time to dry himself.

 

"But don't worry, Sir. We'll be good roommates. Right, Kelvin?"

 

Kelvin finally puts on some shorts and nods. 

 

"You get settled in, Sir. We're going to the canteen. You want anything?" 

 

I simply shake my head as they both disappear out of the room. I unpack some of my things and head back to the company office where I continue to work with Ben in another small aspect of the handover process. After which, we have some class lessons with the men. After dinner, I do some planning work with Ben for the upcoming activities and soon it was the end of the day. 

 

I tiredly head back to my bunk to see that Ashwin and Kelvin had already hit the sack. I get out of my uniform, which I had worn the whole day. Thankfully, it's not really sweaty and doesn't smell like I thought it would. After stripping down, I'm tempted to just go to bed but I just couldn't go to bed feeling dirty and grimy. I wrap a towel around my waist, grab my toiletries and head to the toilet. 

 

It was almost 11pm and the toilet was pretty much empty as most of the other specialists and officers had already had their showers and were already fast asleep in bed. I make my way past the cubicles and notice that instead of shower cubicles there was just one large communal shower area. I should have guessed since this was one of the older camps. I leave my towel outside of the shower area before stepping in. I switch on the faucet and let the strong, gushing water spray all over me. 

 

I quickly wet my body and turn around to get my body wash when I notice that someone was standing outside the shower area looking in. I close the faucet to stop the water and see Kelvin. He's naked and looking fit as ever. That same cheeky smile on his face as he slowly walks towards me. He gets up close, our bodies almost touching. I feel his warm breath on me. He whispers.

 

"Did you miss me?"

 

End of Chapter 3

 

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Chapter 3 - Jade

 

Kelvin is centimetres away from me as I stand transfixed, staring into his dark hypnotic eyes. Just then, I feel a sensation on my lower body. A similar sensation I had felt months ago. I snap out of my trance to see Kelvin's rough hands tugging on my manhood. I slap his hand away and he's a little taken aback.

 

"What the hell are you doing?"

 

"Everyone's asleep, I thought we could have some fun."

 

He has that same cheeky grin plastered on his face. It's endearing but yet I couldn't let myself slip again.

 

"Are you serious? We are in camp. I'm your superior and this is highly inappropriate behaviour."

 

I look extra stern to get the message across to him. However, he seems the least bit concerned. He casually rests his back against the shower walls and sniggers.

 

"You know you look quite cute when you're angry."

 

I feel flabbergasted. Nothing is getting through into the thick skull of this boy. I angrily walk out of the shower area, grab my towel and tie it around my waist. I storm out of the shower area and proceed to walk towards the entrance of the toilet. Kelvin soon rushes after me, quickly tying his towel around himself. He grabs my hand. 

 

"Hey, don't be such a drama queen."

 

I push his hand away and continue to walk. He grabs me again but I slip out of his grip. Suddenly, he pulls my towel off. I'm annoyed.

 

"Give it back."

 

"No."

 

I try to reach for it but he pulls it away. I reach for it again and try to struggle to get it from him but his grip is too tight. The fucker had gotten a lot fitter from the last time I had seen him. His muscles bulges every time he pulls the towel away from me. I'm getting frustrated. Then, I see that his towel is unguarded. I swiftly grab it pull it off of him. Kelvin is taken by surprise.

 

I immediately put it around me but before I can tuck it in, Kelvin grabs it. It's a tug of war for the towel. Each of us pull but we are too evenly matched. After a few seconds of tugging, the towel rips and we both end up falling on our butts on opposite sides of the toilet floor. I'm pissed off but I see Kelvin grinning on the other side. This further riles me up. I get up and I raise my voice.

 

"What the fuck is wrong with you, man? What is it that you want from me?"

 

I walk towards him. That stupid grin still on his face.

 

"Is it my cock? Is that what you want?"

 

He stares right at me, with his unwavering gaze. He doesn't show refusal at this proposal. I wanted him to jump up and tell me that he's just messing around but he simply doesn't. Perhaps, I should simply give him what he wants. Then, he won't be so obsessed with me. I go right before him, my flaccid cock and balls dangling right in front of his face. As expected, he immediately starts to lick and suck on it like its a delectable piece of sugary candy. 

 

My cock grows bigger and stiffens almost instantly. Kelvin's warm mouth is the perfect home for my cock as he expertly swallows it whole and then regurgitates it a rhythmic fashion. I too start to take control and fuck his mouth like it's a warm pussy. Deep and slow alternating with fast thrusts evade Kelvin's gap but he doesn't tell me to stop and urges me to feed his insatiable hunger. As his mouth is busy giving me pleasure, his hands are occupied with his own firm and erect manhood that he tugs on steadily.

 

Although, it's been a few minutes, I'm far from cumming and continue to fuck his pretty mouth. Just then, I hear footsteps. A panicked Kelvin and I exchange glances. In a matter of seconds, we get off our feet and rush into one of the toilet cubicles, closing the door slowly behind us without a sound, just as I see someone walking in. I soon hear the sound of urine hitting a urinal as Kelvin and I try our best to keep quiet. I hear the sound of the tap and I must say I was impressed he was washing his hands. Most NS boys are pretty uninformed on personal hygiene.

 

"Walau, who put all this shit on the floor, sia?"

 

I recognize the voice and tone as one of the sergeants from the company. I hear the toilet door close and for at least a minute or so, we don't hear any other noise. Kelvin and I look at one another and we both signal in hand gestures that it's safe to come out. We open the cubicle door and Kelvin can't help but laugh. 

 

"Fuck man, you looked so scared just now."

 

I honestly couldn't share his humor. If the guy had seen us, it would have the been the end for both of us. I just wanted to get out of the toilet and get back to our bunk. Just then, I notice something. The towels that were on the floor are no longer on the floor. The guy must have picked it up and thrown it away or something. Kelvin and I are still naked. 

 

"You didn't happen to wear clothes before coming to shower, did you?"

 

"No, I just wore a towel like everyone does. What about you? Didn't you wear something before stripping down?"

 

Kelvin shakes his head. A sense of dread fills my head. The grin on Kelvin's finally disappears. 

 

"Fuck. We're really screwed, aren't we?"

 

I couldn't agree with Kelvin more.

 

End of Chapter 3

 

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Chapter 4 - Neon

 

I try to think of what to do but my mind is going blank. At this moment, I feel those familiar rough hands on my cock once again. I look to see Kelvin's cheeky grin. I slap his hand away. 

 

"Would you stop it? We need to get out of here before anyone sees us."

 

Kelvin looks strangely relaxed.

 

"And if anyone does?"

 

"They would think we were perverts. It's not normal to just walk around naked."

 

Kelvin laughs.

 

"Bro, we're in an army camp. Its normal to be naked...a lot."

 

Although, Kelvin makes light of the situation, I'm still unsettled. He tells me that we should just walk like it's nothing. He assures most of the guys are already asleep and that they won't see us. Seeing how stressed I was, he gives me a suggestion.

 

"I'll walk first and you can follow behind. I will keep a lookout and you can hide if anyone comes." 

 

"What about you?"

 

"I'm quite the exhibitionist. Nobody will care."

 

I follow Kelvin's lead and walk silently a few steps behind him. I'm on the edge as I keep looking all around me, very aware that apart from slippers on my feet, I didn't have a tiny stitch of clothing covering myself. Kelvin, on the other hand, looks pretty comfortable strutting in his birthday suit. Like he had confessed, this must not have been the first time for this exhibitionist. 

 

It may have been only few minutes till we got back to our bunk but it felt like hours for me.  I quickly grab a pair of boxers and put it on. Kelvin, still conveniently naked, looks at me surprised.

 

"Hey, what are you doing? I'm still horny."

 

"Just go to bed, Kelvin."

 

Kelvin sighs and jumps into his bed, naked. I turn to the side and look to see that his right hand is busy taking care of business. I whisper.

 

"Are you crazy? What if Ashwin wakes up?"

 

Kelvin whispers back. 

 

"He sleeps like a log. He won't wake up till morning. Join me."

 

I see Kelvin's beautiful, muscular body bathed in the moonlight. He's a vision as his fingers run up and down his thick shaft in a rhythmic fashion. My manhood stiffens as I watch him. I pull my boxers off and my hard cock springs up. Kelvin smiles as we both stroke our cocks, looking at one another. A few minutes later, Kelvin gets up and joins me in my bed. Before I can say anything, he shushes me with his finger.

 

I go silent as his finger traces the grooves of my lips before he brings his lips to mine. We kiss deeply as we both tug at each other's cocks, slow at first before accelerating to a faster pace. I could feel Kelvin's breath getting harder. I could tell he was close as in a matter of seconds I feel a warm liquid shoot all over stomach. This immediately makes me release my load as well. We both lie on our backs, close to one another. I can smell the scent of Kelvin's sweat as he inches close to me. I've never felt so alive before.

 

As men in important positions, we continued to fulfil what was expected of us in our roles but that didn't stop us from devouring one another every chance we got to be alone. The insatiable appetite for one another continued throughout our military stint and when that finally came to an end it was time for the next phase of our lives - university. 

 

We applied for the same course in university in an effort to spend the most time together. However, we knew that we had to keep the bond that we have secret. Everyone in our faculty thought of us as being the best of friends and it was essential that we kept it that way. Best friends in the day for everyone to see while we become lovers in the night. It felt like the best arrangement for the both of us until I found Kelvin making out with one of the girls in class. His one hand up her skirt and his other hand groping her breasts, his lips kissed her deeply and passionately. The exact same way he used to kiss me. I couldn't feel what I was feeling. But it felt terrible and like my soul was dying. I guess this was what heartbreak felt like.

 

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Chapter 4 - Hunter

 

It had been about two weeks since the incident and in that time I could see Kelvin and the girl, Amelia openly flirting with one another. It almost felt like they were telling others that they were dating. I felt betrayed that not only would Kelvin choose this girl over me but also that he wouldn't tell me he was going to date this girl. Perhaps I was asking too much but maybe I felt that because of the close relationship I shared with him. The image of Kelvin and the Amelia making out on that day, couldn't leave my mind. It kept playing over and over again in my head. I decide that maybe a good workout in the gym will help me forget about things so I change into my workout clothes and go off to the school gym.

 

It was almost 10pm and the gym had become significantly empty. Apart from myself, I think there might have been one other guy who was working out and he looked like he was almost finished. As I took my time my time to do some warm up sets, I could see that he was already finishing his cooling down. In a matter of minutes, I see him exit the gym. I take a minute to look around me and see the completely empty gym. I must admit it was quite nice to have the gym all to myself and wanted to do what every guy would do when a situation like this presents itself.

 

I take a quick look around before removing my top. It had been a while I had been bare-chested in a gym. The last time I had done that was back in the camp gym during NS. Working out topless was common in a camp gym but at a university gym it was almost never seen as girls used the gym and somehow the naked torso of a man had been deemed inappropriate.

 

I continued to work out topless in just my shorts and I must admit that my narcissistic side was really taking over as I saw my muscles in the mirrors in the gym. I was glad to see that regardless of the emotional issues I had been facing my body was still on point and looked good as it was when I was in NS, a year ago. A few sets later, I make my way to toilet to take a leak before coming back to the main gym area. As I walk in, I'm surprised to see another person inside. We make eye contact. A small smile even. 

 

I notice that he's tall and also quite in good shape. He was wearing a grey singlet that hung loosely over his well-developed muscles. I go back to my spot and seriously contemplate on whether I should put my shirt back on when he approaches me.

 

"Bro, can we share?"

 

He points to some of the heavier dumbbells on the ground near me. I coolly gesture to him to take them. He lifts it as the veins on his arms become more prominent. He looks a bit in curiosity at me.

 

"We can workout topless in this gym, is it?"

 

And there it was. I wished he had not asked me about my unclad state but I knew he was going to. How would he not? The topless pervert looking at himself while lifting weights. I must have looked so weird. I felt so embarrassed.  

 

"I'm not sure. The gym was empty just now so I just took my shirt off."

 

I grab my shirt about to put it on. But he quickly steps in.

 

"No, bro. No issues. I was just curious. Actually, I like to workout topless too. Got used to it back in NS but in most gyms you can't."

 

I am surprised yet delighted to see another guy who shared an interest in topless gym workouts. David and I chat for a few minutes about what camp he was in and even the course he was doing. Like me, he was a first year but in a different course. We continued back with our workout and something inside me stirred. My mouth began to say what I was thinking before I could fully process it.

 

"You know you can take off your shirt and workout. I don't think anybody else is going to come in."

 

He gives me a look. I think I might have really made a blunder this time. He's going to think I'm a dirty pervert who just wants to see his sweaty body underneath the singlet. The truth was that I did but I didn't want him to know that. He smiles.

 

"Yea, you're right. Might as well."

 

He peels off the shirt with one hand from one side through to the other and drops it on the floor. He does a bit of flexing and even a pec bounce and laughs.

 

"Fuck, haven't done that in a while in a gym before. Feels so free."

 

We both have a laugh and continue to workout. Soon, we were talking and exchanging tips on fitness. We were even spotting one another and every time we got close I could feel the heat emanating from his body. We exchange quick looks but don't let anything linger for too long. It might have been an hour or so and we both had both gotten really sweaty from out workout.

 

"I need a shower bro, I stink."

 

"Nah, man. You smell great."

 

He gives me a weird look. Another blunder. He just gives me a smile.

 

"Still, we should shower."

 

I nod as we make our way to the showers. There's some awkward looks exchanged as we undress and head into the showers in separate cubicles.  Although, I wanted to look, I made sure I didn't. We try to make conversation about the most mundane things but something just doesn't feel right. As the water from the shower covers me, I begin to think of what it would be like to go take a look at David in the next cubicle. It feels surreal as I turn off the shower and take a few steps out of the cubicle and towards the next one. It almost feels like some kind of paranormal force had taken over me and my mind wasn't thinking straight.

 

I stand in front of the cubicle as David, with his back turned, continues to shower and talk about some topic that revolved around NS stories, sports or some happenings at school. I stare at his wide and well-defined back that beautifully tapers down to a tight and firm butt finishing off in strong, tree-trunk like legs. I was enjoying the view but wished he would turn. And almost like a fantasy come true, he turns around. 

 

Like the back, his front was pure perfection. From the strong shoulders to the big, succulent pecs to the ripped 8-pack and finally that large appendage nestled between those low-hanging fruit. He was simply breath-taking. He may be named David but he had the flawless body of Adonis. I continued to stare as his eyes make contact with mine. He doesn't ask of what I was doing there or why I was staring. He did not say a word.

 

I take a step towards him and enter the cubicle. Still, David is silent. I go right up to him and stare into his eyes, face to face. Our bodies almost touch as I give little to no gap between us. I can feel his breath on mine. As I our breathing get faster and deeper, I make my move and place my lips on his. He didn't move and simply accepted it. I become bold and start to kiss him deeper and he returns me in kind. Our bodies close the gap and I feel his strong, hard body on mine. Under the gushing water we kiss as David reaches for my hardening cock. He smiles as he gets on his knees. I feel his tongue tease the tip of cock before his lips swallow it bit by bit. Waves of pleasure hit me as I fall prey to his dangerous touch. At this point, Kelvin is the furthest thing from my mind.    

 

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Chapter 7 - Pickle

 

It had only been about a day after my serendipitous encounter at the gym. I was exhilarated by the whole thing and was feeling like I had never felt before. I couldn't quite explain it but having that strong man down on his knees relishing my manhood and submitting to me made me feel powerful. When I reached orgasm and sprayed my seed all over his face and chest, it made me feel powerful. Like a god.

 

Something had awakened in me. I craved for that control, for beautiful things to submit to me. To adore and worship my manhood like it was the tastiest fruit that they had ever tasted. I wanted to feel that power again and for that I needed more worshippers. I decided that I wasn't going to achieve that by being my quiet, unassuming self. I needed to be an assertive and powerful man. Someone who could titillate the desires of others. I needed to transform.

 

I needed to stand out and not blend in with the rest. My body was still in great shape post NS but I needed to step it up. I started working out twice a day to get bigger, more muscular, more ripped. Being young, the body quickly transformed in less than 2 months. I was looking even more ripped than I was in NS, something I thought I couldn't achieve. The clothes became tighter, more revealing. And soon, I was getting attention. Not just from boys but girls as well. It didn't matter as long as they were submitting to me, worshipping me. I wanted it, I craved for it.

 

I would get looks from girls and boys during lectures and classes. During breaks, I would get my body worshipped and my hard cock sucked and sometimes even a chance for some hot sex. I could unload several times a day. Being young had its perks. But it just wasn't during classes in the day. During my workouts in the gym or even when I went out for night runs around the campus area, I was always on the prowl. Having sex outdoors gave me a new high and I thoroughly enjoyed it. For the next few months, I continued to have sex almost every day, several times a day on occasion. The holes came by in a never-ending supply and the quiet, shy boy had finally reached his potential of being a man, a beast. 

 

I enjoyed this new-found confidence I had. I paraded my body every chance I got. Whether it was going for runs in just some tiny running shorts or walking down the hallways in some tight boxer-briefs that highlighted every aspect of my crotch, I didn't shy from showing skin. And I became more aggressive. When I realize there was even an inkling of desire I felt from anyone, I would make sure to flirt and seduce, till they submitted to me. My body count increased and I was in no way intending to slow down. I wasn't interested in having a long-term relationship with anyone but simply various unique sexual experiences.

 

Over the months, I continued to concentrate on my studies and do well in my tests. However, my narcissism and insatiable appetite for casual sex grew. One would think I might have gained a reputation for being this sex crazy bastard but it's true that this was a man's world. A man who has a lot of sex is looked upon as a god. The girls I was having sex with usually had boyfriends and ultimately were looking for flings. I became quite the stud amongst my friends.

 

As for my encounters with boys, they were mostly secret. Simply because the boys were mostly closeted or bisexual and also had girlfriends. For me, it was a win-win situation as I continued to attract this broken butterflies to my burning flame. As long as I got my release, I didn't really care about the consequences. As I continued on my sexual high, I get a knock on my dorm door one day. I open it to see Kelvin. 

 

"Hey, you think we could hang out for a bit?"

 

I invite him in. He looks a little haggard, a bit thinner than usual. He takes a look at me.

 

"You look good, man. You must be working out a lot."

 

I smile at the acknowledgment of the hard work I had been putting in. It was for moments like this that I made it a point to be as shirtless as much as I could. However, I couldn't let myself lose myself in my own narcissism. There was a reason why Kelvin was here.

 

"Is something wrong, Kelvin?"

 

"Amelia and I broke up."

 

This wasn't really news to me as I had heard about it almost two weeks ago. I had learnt from some of the gossip that was going on, that they had a fight in one of the campus cafes. Something about Kelvin accusing Amelia about her flirting with some guy and she denying it. It all had gotten quite ugly very quickly and she had left saying she wanted nothing to do with him. Perhaps he was in denial or was still processing it. Or perhaps he just didn't want to tell me, his forgotten friend and lover.

 

"I don't know how it all happened man. It just happened so fast and now she wants nothing at all with me. I could see his eyes moistening. Although inside I felt happy that he was hurting after abandoning me, I still felt bad for him. 

 

"I'm so sorry, man."

 

I reach out my hand to put on his shoulder but he instead throws his body on me, his arms tightly around me. I could feel the tears trickle down my shoulder. I hold him tightly as his body begins to heave and fall. It must have been a few seconds when his grip loosens and we move a little away. But just then, we make eye contact. His eyes look deeply into mine. And just like that, he reaches in to kiss me. I should have moved away especially after this jerk broke my heart into a million pieces but I don't. I instead kiss him harder and more passionately. 

 

I pull his shirt off, almost ripping it. We both take our pants off with our lips still locked. Then I pull away and push him down to get on his knees. He hungrily gobbles up my hard, throbbing cock. I had my cock sucked several times in the last few months by both men and women but nothing really compared to Kelvin's mouth. The feeling was indescribable. 

 

"Fuck, Kelvin. I've missed your mouth."

 

Kelvin gives me a smile, his mouth wet and dripping with saliva. I could see that he too missed me from the way he was going at it. I get him off my mouth. He's a little curious as I lead him to my bed. He bites his lips.

 

"Am I next?"

 

I nod. He looks ready as he jerks his cock to make it harder. But his cock wasn't my point of interest. I lift his massive legs and spread them a little, to reveal his sweaty hole. I use my fingers to tease the hairs around it before licking it with my tongue. I hear soft moans from Kelvin as he continues to play with his manhood as I feast on his boy pussy. After maybe a minute or so, my tongue leaves it. He looks almost disappointed.

 

"No, don't stop yet. It feels so good."

 

"Don't worry. I've got something else that will make you feel better."

 

I spit on my hand and polish my hard, veiny cock. Kelvin's eyes widen as his hand grabs mine.

 

"Wait, we've never done this. I've never done this. I don't think I can..."

 

It was true. Apart from kissing, Kelvin and I had only pleasured each other with our mouths and hands. Neither one of us had ventured into any kind of anal play. However, having quite a few experiences in that area in the last few months, I was eager to bring my past lover into this carnal descent of no return. I bring my finger to his lips and shush him. 

 

"Don't worry, I got you. I promise you pleasure like you've never felt before."

 

I look deep in his eyes. I can see that he trusts me. He nods in approval as I smile. I try to  stick my finger inside him but he's so tight. My cock was throbbing and I just wasn't patient to wait for him to open up. I just needed to give it to him even if it was going to hurt. I rub the head of my wet cockhead on his boy pussy before shoving the whole thing in. Kelvin screams. I smile. I guess he won't ever break my heart after this.

 

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Chapter 7 - Pickle

 

It had only been about a day after my serendipitous encounter at the gym. I was exhilarated by the whole thing and was feeling like I had never felt before. I couldn't quite explain it but having that strong man down on his knees relishing my manhood and submitting to me made me feel powerful. When I reached orgasm and sprayed my seed all over his face and chest, it made me feel powerful. Like a god.

 

Something had awakened in me. I craved for that control, for beautiful things to submit to me. To adore and worship my manhood like it was the tastiest fruit that they had ever tasted. I wanted to feel that power again and for that I needed more worshippers. I decided that I wasn't going to achieve that by being my quiet, unassuming self. I needed to be an assertive and powerful man. Someone who could titillate the desires of others. I needed to transform.

 

I needed to stand out and not blend in with the rest. My body was still in great shape post NS but I needed to step it up. I started working out twice a day to get bigger, more muscular, more ripped. Being young, the body quickly transformed in less than 2 months. I was looking even more ripped than I was in NS, something I thought I couldn't achieve. The clothes became tighter, more revealing. And soon, I was getting attention. Not just from boys but girls as well. It didn't matter as long as they were submitting to me, worshipping me. I wanted it, I craved for it.

 

I would get looks from girls and boys during lectures and classes. During breaks, I would get my body worshipped and my hard cock sucked and sometimes even a chance for some hot sex. I could unload several times a day. Being young had its perks. But it just wasn't during classes in the day. During my workouts in the gym or even when I went out for night runs around the campus area, I was always on the prowl. Having sex outdoors gave me a new high and I thoroughly enjoyed it. For the next few months, I continued to have sex almost every day, several times a day on occasion. The holes came by in a never-ending supply and the quiet, shy boy had finally reached his potential of being a man, a beast. 

 

I enjoyed this new-found confidence I had. I paraded my body every chance I got. Whether it was going for runs in just some tiny running shorts or walking down the hallways in some tight boxer-briefs that highlighted every aspect of my crotch, I didn't shy from showing skin. And I became more aggressive. When I realize there was even an inkling of desire I felt from anyone, I would make sure to flirt and seduce, till they submitted to me. My body count increased and I was in no way intending to slow down. I wasn't interested in having a long-term relationship with anyone but simply various unique sexual experiences.

 

Over the months, I continued to concentrate on my studies and do well in my tests. However, my narcissism and insatiable appetite for casual sex grew. One would think I might have gained a reputation for being this sex crazy bastard but it's true that this was a man's world. A man who has a lot of sex is looked upon as a god. The girls I was having sex with usually had boyfriends and ultimately were looking for flings. I became quite the stud amongst my friends.

 

As for my encounters with boys, they were mostly secret. Simply because the boys were mostly closeted or bisexual and also had girlfriends. For me, it was a win-win situation as I continued to attract this broken butterflies to my burning flame. As long as I got my release, I didn't really care about the consequences. As I continued on my sexual high, I get a knock on my dorm door one day. I open it to see Kelvin. 

 

"Hey, you think we could hang out for a bit?"

 

I invite him in. He looks a little haggard, a bit thinner than usual. He takes a look at me.

 

"You look good, man. You must be working out a lot."

 

I smile at the acknowledgment of the hard work I had been putting in. It was for moments like this that I made it a point to be as shirtless as much as I could. However, I couldn't let myself lose myself in my own narcissism. There was a reason why Kelvin was here.

 

"Is something wrong, Kelvin?"

 

"Amelia and I broke up."

 

This wasn't really news to me as I had heard about it almost two weeks ago. I had learnt from some of the gossip that was going on, that they had a fight in one of the campus cafes. Something about Kelvin accusing Amelia about her flirting with some guy and she denying it. It all had gotten quite ugly very quickly and she had left saying she wanted nothing to do with him. Perhaps he was in denial or was still processing it. Or perhaps he just didn't want to tell me, his forgotten friend and lover.

 

"I don't know how it all happened man. It just happened so fast and now she wants nothing at all with me. I could see his eyes moistening. Although inside I felt happy that he was hurting after abandoning me, I still felt bad for him. 

 

"I'm so sorry, man."

 

I reach out my hand to put on his shoulder but he instead throws his body on me, his arms tightly around me. I could feel the tears trickle down my shoulder. I hold him tightly as his body begins to heave and fall. It must have been a few seconds when his grip loosens and we move a little away. But just then, we make eye contact. His eyes look deeply into mine. And just like that, he reaches in to kiss me. I should have moved away especially after this jerk broke my heart into a million pieces but I don't. I instead kiss him harder and more passionately. 

 

I pull his shirt off, almost ripping it. We both take our pants off with our lips still locked. Then I pull away and push him down to get on his knees. He hungrily gobbles up my hard, throbbing cock. I had my cock sucked several times in the last few months by both men and women but nothing really compared to Kelvin's mouth. The feeling was indescribable. 

 

"Fuck, Kelvin. I've missed your mouth."

 

Kelvin gives me a smile, his mouth wet and dripping with saliva. I could see that he too missed me from the way he was going at it. I get him off my mouth. He's a little curious as I lead him to my bed. He bites his lips.

 

"Am I next?"

 

I nod. He looks ready as he jerks his cock to make it harder. But his cock wasn't my point of interest. I lift his massive legs and spread them a little, to reveal his sweaty hole. I use my fingers to tease the hairs around it before licking it with my tongue. I hear soft moans from Kelvin as he continues to play with his manhood as I feast on his boy pussy. After maybe a minute or so, my tongue leaves it. He looks almost disappointed.

 

"No, don't stop yet. It feels so good."

 

"Don't worry. I've got something else that will make you feel better."

 

I spit on my hand and polish my hard, veiny cock. Kelvin's eyes widen as his hand grabs mine.

 

"Wait, we've never done this. I've never done this. I don't think I can..."

 

It was true. Apart from kissing, Kelvin and I had only pleasured each other with our mouths and hands. Neither one of us had ventured into any kind of anal play. However, having quite a few experiences in that area in the last few months, I was eager to bring my past lover into this carnal descent of no return. I bring my finger to his lips and shush him. 

 

"Don't worry, I got you. I promise you pleasure like you've never felt before."

 

I look deep in his eyes. I can see that he trusts me. He nods in approval as I smile. I try to  stick my finger inside him but he's so tight. My cock was throbbing and I just wasn't patient to wait for him to open up. I just needed to give it to him even if it was going to hurt. I rub the head of my wet cockhead on his boy pussy before shoving the whole thing in. Kelvin screams. I smile. I guess he won't ever break my heart after this.

 

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Chapter 8 - Seafoam

 

I pound Kelvin's tight boy hole fast and hard. His voice keeps getting louder unsure whether it was from the impact of his virginal pain or the highest peaks of pleasure. To ensure that he didn't wake the whole dorm floor up, I stick my fingers into his mouth. He sucks on it like an obedient child and his loud voice slowly turns into rhythmic moans. 

 

Although it felt really good fucking him on my bed, I wanted to feast on his body in different ways. I pick him up easily, which surprises him a little. He clasps me tightly as I cradle his body on my cock while standing up. A few seconds later, I throw his body against the wall, his thighs securely locked around my waist as we continued to act on our carnal desires. Our naked bodies went through every inch of the dorm room before finally ending up on the floor in doggy position.

 

"Fuck, no."

 

With his hands on the floor, I see Kelvin's body writhing. Soon, squirts of thick cum start to decorate the floor in an abstract pattern. Seeing Kelvin cum hands free excites me and brings me to a new state of eroticism, as I pull my cock out of his hole and spray my seed all over Kelvin's back. We are spent as Kelvin collapses on the floor while I on his back. A few minutes later, we clean up and Kelvin gets ready to leave. 

 

"Can I see you again?"

 

I'm baffled by Kelvin's question. 

 

"Of course, you will. We are in the same course, we almost take all classes together."

 

"No, I mean. I want to see you. I want to be with you."

 

I'm taken aback. I didn't know if he really wanted to be with me or he was simply lonely. I didn't know what to say but I could see that there was a yearning in his eyes. Like a puppy that wants affection. I smile and just give him a hug, ruffling his hair. Kelvin simply smiles before leaving.

 

Soon, things started to become better with Kelvin and I. We started sitting together in class, working on assignments and everyone just thought we were the best of friends. I guess we were best friends, if best friends were having hot sex every other day. Things were good between me and Kelvin but that didn't mean I needed to let go of my other activities.

 

Kelvin gives amazing head and his tight boy hole is an amazing fuck but I always hungered for new experiences. Whether it was with men or women, I had become hooked to variety. So I continued to sleep with other people as well, just to keep things interesting. Yes, I know I'm an absolute asshole. But being a 21-year old hot-blooded man, the body's salacious wants outweighs all rational thought. But somehow one day, I had taken it too far.

 

Kelvin and I were busy preparing for a test, however we were proving too much of a distraction to each other. Before we know it, we are already groping one another. However, Kelvin stops and  gets ready to leave. I protest.

 

"We really need to study. I'm going back to my room."

 

I feel a little cheated. I massage my stiffening cock in my boxers and go back to studying. However, I can't really concentrate. Kelvin and I text, back and forth.

 

"stop texting and go study."

"i can't. you got me horny."

"go take a cold shower."

"going to hit some weights."

 

I put some clothes on and head to the gym. My erection had gone down a bit but not fully. It was still a little bit chubby and my balls needed a good drain. It must have around 11pm and the gym was empty, although the lights were on. I figured that some irresponsible chap must have left the lights on. I make my way to the weights area, pull off my shirt and start to stretch. Then, I hear a familiar voice.

 

"Hey, Jason."

 

I turn to see a shirtless David in some exercise tights. He must have been in the bathroom when I entered the gym. He looks even more muscular than the last time I had seen him. His tights hug every curve and bulge of his lower body in the most delectable way. My cock starts to stiffen and I can see that David can see it too. David licks his lips as he slightly rubs his own bulge.

 

The next few minutes is a blur but what I can remember distinctly, is us ending up in the locker room where I'm fucking David's brains out. It was animalistic and raw and I enjoyed every minute of it. David's boy pussy is nice and tight and I love that he kept pushing back on my hard cock sending a whole new tantalising sensation through my body. I don't remember how long we were fucking for but it must have been long as we were both covered in sweat. I had David in every position I wanted and for a very muscular guy he was surprisingly nimble and accommodated his body to my every move. I realize that I was quickly reaching my peak.

 

"Fuck, man. I'm so close."

 

David quickly releases my cock from his hole and gets on his  knees. He starts to suck on my throbbing cock. The pleasure is so intense that I can't hold it any longer.

 

"Fuck, I'm going to cum."

 

David doesn't let go and keeps my cock in his mouth as I spew load after load of hot cum. David swallows every little bit of my man milk and even cleans up the head. I can barely feel my legs as we both smile at one another. I trace his lips with his finger as he gently sucks on it. Still high from the experience, I look up to see Kelvin staring right at me. I realize then, that I had really fucked up.

 

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Chapter 9 - Teal

 

I expect Kelvin to scream and shout. Punch me in the face or kick me in the groin for cheating on him. Perhaps take some heavy object and smash it against my head till I pass out. However, he did no such thing. After a few seconds our eyes had met, he simply walked away. I was confused.

 

I didn't know if I should run after him or maybe try to explain. But what was I even going to say. That I got horny and just wanted to bang someone. Or perhaps that I got seduced by David and that I had no control. None of the reasons I was coming up with made sense or could make up for the deep hurt that I had seen in Kelvin's eyes.

 

The next day in class, I sat next to Kelvin but he didn't say a word. I couldn't bring myself to say anything to him. He completely ignores me the whole day and treats me as though I don't exist. It was killing me and I had to do something about this. At the end of the day, he makes his way back to the dorm but I try to intercept him.

 

"Hey, can we talk?"

 

He stops but doesn't say anything. I try to gather my thoughts.

 

"Look, what you saw. That was..."

 

"Nothing?"

 

"Yes, it was just some fun. I don't know how it happened. It was a mistake."

 

It was a lousy explanation and Kelvin forces a smile.

 

"We are a mistake and we shouldn't keep making that. I think it's best that we just be schoolmates and nothing more."

 

Before I can even react to Kelvin's words, he walks away. I guess that was a break up but it really hadn't sunk in yet. I figured he needed some time. Maybe in a week or two, we could talk about this again. But I was wrong. The weeks turned to months and the months to years and it had come right up to our graduation day. And in all that time, Kelvin and I had barely spoken to one another except for assignments or projects.

 

Graduation marked the end of school but the beginning to the rest of our lives. It was a joyous occasion for us all and receiving the certificate during that ceremony was an indescribable feeling especially with your family and friends by your side. Amidst the crowd, my eyes darted to find only one person. I see Kelvin with his family and for a moment our eyes meet. I smile at him and he smiles back. But after a few seconds, he turns away. It was at this point I knew, it was the end. I had lost Kelvin forever and it was all my fault.

 

I come back home and lie on my bed, staring at the ceiling. I couldn't really pinpoint on how I was feeling although I kept seeing Kelvin's face over and over again. Somehow, it was making me sad and I had realized that I had never really dealt with letting him go and seeing it happen for today made it all too real. That was the last I had seen or heard of Kelvin.

 

After graduation, I chose to join a corporation and climb that infamous corporate ladder that most people swear by is the guaranteed route to success. But after slogging it out for almost three years, I realized that it just wasn't for me and decided to take somewhat of a break. In that time, I figured I should have a past time and decide to buy a DSLR camera and indulge in some photography.

 

What just started out as a hobby quickly became something more and I had soon enrolled in a photography course to learn more. I started out taking photos of friends and family and slowly had built up a portfolio. Together with a colleague who had also gotten tired of the corporate world, we opened up a small company that did photography and videography. Although, we covered a variety of events, the most common ones were usually weddings. 

 

In the couple of years we had the company, we had covered quite a number of weddings, birthdays etc. Thanks to social media, we got more and more offers and it really helped the business. My business partner, Zak, had arranged for a meeting with a couple that was going to get married. I was running late because of bad weather and I could see that Zak had already got them seated and was talking to them. I quickly rush in.

 

"Sorry, I was caught in the rain."

 

Zak quickly gets on his feet.

 

"This is my business partner, Jason. Jason, this is the beautiful couple, Viv and Kelvin."

 

That name. That familiar name. I look up to see that familiar face. Kelvin looks just as surprised to see me as I am to see him.

 

End of Chapter 9

 

To Be Continued...

 

 

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Oh...I SO LUV this story!! The raw emotions, the struggles, the flings that are unable to ease the inner pangs of unresolved pain....

 

Yet I SO HATE this story to see how Kelvin broke Jason's heart, then how Jason broke Kelvin's. The writer is SO GOOD in his craft; so good at bringing us into their world. 

 

@Guest imtbh: Gosh, your story certainly brought back memories of what it was like to have our heart broken to a million pieces.

 

It helps me to process and discover that the worst and most painful for me was when my classmate (buddy cum sexmate of 8 years since Sec 2) had to leave for overseas studies. He never got to come back till 4 years later. Things of course had changed by then. After he left I became a "Jason" especially during the "high" of NSF or Uni days simply because I missed him, more as a BUDDY (or soulmate??) than as a sexmate.

 

@Guest imtbh: Is story  reflecting your own experience?  If so, just wondering if you're  the Jason or Kelvin.

 

Wish we could know your BW nick. Somehow think you're a member here too. 

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Chapter 10 - Bottle

 

Vivian busies herself looking through the pictures of the various wedding photo shoots as Zak walks her through each one of them. Kelvin is by her, playing the part of the supportive fiancé but I could see that he was visibly uncomfortable with my presence. His eyes dart towards my way every now and then but as soon as he catches my glance he looks away and holds on to Vivian closer. 

 

"Oh, this is quite a sensual shoot."

 

Vivian points out to the pre-wedding shoot we had done for a young couple that involved some partial nudity.

 

"The bride and groom are fitness trainers and wanted to do something that was both intimate and showcased their amazing physiques."

 

I shared as I approached them, purposely getting close to Kelvin's side, just to get him more uncomfortable. Zak quickly adds.

 

"Yes, their bodies were ridiculous. I mean they looked like they were carved from marble. So bloody fit."

 

Vivian nudges Kelvin in the ribs. 

 

"Maybe, we should do it too."

 

Kelvin winces but it's apparent to see that Vivian has plans. 

 

"Come on baby, it will look so sexy and plus your body is much better than this guy."

 

It was a tall claim but I've always known Kelvin to be very into fitness since his NS day. However, he was a lot leaner back then and judging from the silhouette of his tight-fitted office shirt and pants, I could tell that the boy had packed on some serious muscle. He looked more buff but Zak wasn't too convinced.

 

"No offence, Viv but these guys were fitness trainers, not ordinary folk like us."

 

"Hey, I do aerial yoga and Pilates to keep this svelte figure. And my baby over here, is a fitness freak who not only gyms but runs, swims and even rock-climbs. He's one of the fittest real estate agents you'll ever meet. I mean he even did a shirtless tour of one of the company's properties when the views for our previous video went up to 100,000."

 

Vivian continued to brag about Kelvin and I could see that he was getting more and more uncomfortable with every word she was saying. I found this surprising as the Kelvin I knew never really got shy and was quite narcissistic. I guess the boy had matured into a man. And what a hot man he was.

 

"Baby, we should get going. We'll decide the themes for our shoot before our next visit. We'll email you."

 

Kelvin brings Vivian away and I swear that he glanced in my direction before heading out. But then again, it could have been my active imagination but something about seeing Kelvin after all this time was creating a feeling inside me that I couldn't quite describe. I couldn't understand why I was smiling to myself but it was happening. It was that light fluttering you get when you see the person that your heart desires. I guess after all this time, Kelvin was that one person who could make me feel this way.

 

"Actually, she's right. This guy's body quite solid eh."

 

I turn to see that Zak had searched for Kelvin's shirtless house tour. And like I had gauged, his body looked quite remarkable. He had put on a considerable amount of muscle mass but it still looked proportionate on his frame. Seeing the way his muscles twitched and moved, was causing quite a stir in my pants. I excused myself before Zak could notice it.

 

Later that night, I went on full stalker and started to look through Kelvin's social media. The majority of his posts were real estate related but there were the hidden gyms of shirtless workout pics, stay home shirtless pics and many others that were giving rise to the partner in crime hiding in my boxers. However, I knew simply touching myself to Kelvin's pictures and videos wasn't going to satisfy me. I needed more.

 

I look at my watch and it was almost 1pm. If the posts in his social media are to be trusted, Kelvin should be making his way any time now to for his outdoor workout in the reservoir park that he religiously did twice a week. As I waited patiently in my car, I was beginning to question my irrational actions. Is this something I should do? I mean it's crazy to even think that I will be trying to come see my ex-lover/boyfriend, whose heart I had implicitly broken, knowing that he was about to get married to a woman, albeit a little nutty and conceited, in a matter of months. I had officially lost my mind and decided I should just drive as fast as I could out of here.

 

But just then a car drives into the almost empty carpark. The park is usually littered with kayakers and dragon boaters but today wasn't one of those days. After the car parks, Kelvin gets out, his eyes covered by some spunky shades. His singlet and running shorts hug every curve of his muscular body which causes quite a stir in my shorts as well. To make things even sweeter, he unceremoniously pulls off his singlet and throws it on the car seat before shutting the door. I swallow the lump in my throat. 

 

As he does some stretches, I quickly take off my singlet too and walk out of the car, dressed in my trustworthy army running shorts and shoes. He had his beautifully bronze back turned towards me and couldn't see me coming towards him. I take a breath and muster the words I want to say. 

 

"Hey, didn't expect to see you here."

 

Kelvin turns and his expression immediately changes.

 

"What are you doing here?"

 

"What do you think? I came for a run."

 

"Yeah, right. At the exact same time and place that I've been coming to for the past couple of years? You're stalking me."

 

Of course, I was stalking him but I couldn't let him be right. My fragile male ego wouldn't let me. 

 

"Don't flatter yourself. I like to change up workout routine by incorporating an outdoor workout once in a while. And besides, I'm looking to even out my tan."

 

I do a flex, just to show Kelvin that I was keeping my body just as tight and buff as his. I could see Kelvin look but he didn't linger. Moreover, it was apparent that he didn't believe a word I had said but he wasn't going to argue about it.

 

"Whatever, man."

 

Kelvin takes off running and I quickly follow him. I try to make conversation. I ask about Vivian. How they met, their relationship amongst other things but Kelvin wasn't particularly chatty and gave very monotone, monosyllabic answers. He focussed on getting his distance and after about a good 20-30 minutes later, we were exhausted and drenched in sweat. I needed a break and notice one of the more secluded toilet stops on the trail. I hit Kelvin on his back.

 

"Hey, let's take a break."

 

Although, he didn't want to spend time with me, it was clear to see that he looked spent as well. He needed the break as much as I did. He nods and we make our way to the stop. We take turns to drink from the water cooler. The water was refreshing and cool and really helped in this unbearable heat. I wipe my mouth with the back of my hand. 

 

"Why in the world would you run at this time? It's so bloody hot."

 

"Oh come on, it's not like we haven't done much worse during our NS days. Besides, its nice and quiet with barely anyone around. It's really peaceful."

 

Kelvin was right. The lack of people did give the place a serene, almost zen-like feel. However, I suspected that there might be another reason for his insistence to come jog at this timing and place.

 

"You've ran naked here, haven't you?"

 

"What? Are you crazy? Why would I do that ?"

 

"Because you're a fucking exhibitionist and you love being naked in public. You get a thrill."

 

Kelvin avoids my eyes. I could tell that it was the truth but he wasn't about to confess to me. 

 

"You're crazy man. Let's just get back on the trail and finish the run."

 

"Not yet."

 

I strip off my running shorts and hold it in my hands as Kelvin watches in horror.

 

"Have you completely lost your mind? Put it back on before somebody sees you."

 

"Please, we haven't seen a soul here. It's just us here. Come on, your turn."

 

I approach Kelvin but he backs away. 

 

"Jason, no. This is not a joke."

 

Kelvin's words fall onto my deaf ears. Seeing his sweaty, muscular body backing away from me gives me a quaint thrill. Almost like I'm the predator and Kelvin was the prey I was waiting to devour. Before he can run off, I grab him. He almost slips off because of the sweat on his body. I pull his shorts down to his ankles before we both fall to the ground. I swiftly pull it off and get on my feet. Kelvin is mortified as he gets up.

 

"Jason, what the fuck. We're going to get arrested. Give it back."

 

He comes towards me but I just back into the toilet. He tries to snatch it from me but I don't let him have it. My hands move too fast. He's getting impatient but suddenly, both our eyes meet. Kelvin looks straight into my eyes while he looks into mine. Just then he kisses me before pulling away. We look at each other in shock but before he can leave, I pull him in and we start to kiss. Our lips wet with sweat, we feast on one another as our limp cocks harden and rise.

 

End of Chapter 10

 

To Be Continued...

 

 

 

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Chapter 11 - Lime

 

Our lips still locked we reach for each other's cocks, which are rock hard by now and dripping with sweat. We jerk each other off as the precum begins to build up. Kelvin quickly drops to his knees and starts sucking my throbbing tool. It feels so good. His skills are as great as I remembered. He knows exactly how to give you just the right amount of pressure that propels you into the highest pinnacles of pleasure. However, I wasn't about to let him have all the fun.

 

"Fuck, I wanna taste you too."

 

I pull him from the ground and push his hard, muscled body against the wall outside the toilet. I lick the tip of his sweaty cock, which signals a soft, low moan from him. Teasing had always been something he loved. I played with it a bit before sucking on just the head. The insatiable taste was making me crave him more as I swallowed more of his cock. I glanced momentarily to see Kelvin, eyes closed, licking his lips. He was thoroughly enjoying and that made me want to make him feel even better. It must have been a couple of minutes or so, when Kelvin gently pushes me away. I'm confused as I look up at him.

 

"I need you to fuck me."

 

"Here, right now?"

 

Kelvin nods confidently. I smile and kiss Kelvin some more before he turns around and puts his hands on the wall. He pushes his beautiful bubble butt towards me. I spit on my already sweaty cock and gently tease Kelvins boy pussy with it. I can feel Kelvins breathing getting harder. I could tell that he was ready to take me. I slowly slide my hard cock inside him. He lets out a soft moan and I gently slide my cock in and out. Once I knew he was able to handle me, I began to fuck him with more force and increased my rhythm. Kelvin's soft moans get louder.

 

"Fuck man, feels so good."

 

Kelvin turns to me and we kiss as I continue to fuck him. On the wall, on the bench and even on the floor. We were going at it like a pair of horny jack rabbits. We didn't care if anyone saw us or how dirty we were getting, we were just enjoying each other's bodies. Bodies we had not explored in years and somehow we were in overdrive savoring every inch, every second of our time.

 

After our session, we were spent and with our shorts back on, we just sat on the grassy patch outside the toilet. Kelvin reaches out and  caresses my chest, his fingers running through the hair. 

 

"When did you get all this? You barely had any hair on your arms and legs and zero on your chest."

 

Kelvin was right. The hair on my body had always been on the fine side. However, it had grown thicker and darker in the last few years, that I even started to have a bit of beard. 

 

"It's been a while. I guess I'm getting older."

 

"We all are."

 

Kelvin stares into the distance while I look at him. 

 

"So what happens now?"

 

"What's supposed to happen?"

 

Kelvin continues to look ahead. I feel a little confused.

 

"I mean the wedding, Vivian."

 

Now, Kelvin turns to me, looking as confused as me. 

 

"What do you mean? You don't think I'm going to call it off because of what happened, right?"

 

I feel a hard lump in my throat. I can't believe Kelvin was saying the words he was saying. I get up and pace for a bit as he continues to coolly look at me. 

 

"What about us then?"

 

Kelvin gets up and dusts his shorts. He puts his hand on my shoulder.

 

"There's no us. We got horny and we fucked. That's it."

 

I couldn't believe he was acting this way. Maybe it was all a ploy. It was revenge for what I did.

 

"You're getting back at me. For what happened in the gym."

 

"Don't be silly. That's in the past."

 

"Then what is it? Why don't you want to be with me?"

 

"We've done this before, Jason. We're just not good for each other."

 

I couldn't believe he was doing this to me. Just minutes before we were all over each other. I can even feel his sweat and scent on me, still. Yet, he was giving me this absurd explanation. I figured that maybe I should pull a few tactics of my own. 

 

"Maybe we should let Vivian decide that."

 

I expect him to cower in fear. Beg me not to talk to his fiancé about our thrust in the wilderness. However, he just smiled.

 

"Vivian knows I've been with men before. She's been with women too."

 

"Well, she doesn't know about today."

 

"Go on and tell her. And if we do break up and call off the wedding, do you think that will make me come running into your arms?"

 

He was right. I couldn't force him to be with me. I couldn't force him to love me. It was the truth.

 

"Why don't we just see this as closure for both of us. For all the years we were together and for the many more we spent apart."

 

He comes close to me and hugs me. I don't know how to deal with the wave of emotions that I'm feeling as my arms hangs lifelessly on the sides of my body. Kelvin pulls away from me and begins to walk away. We both walk back to our cars, not saying a word to one another. Before Kelvin gets in and looks in my direction. He smiles.

 

"I will see you at the photoshoot."

 

He drives away. I get inside my car and sit for a while. My eyes are welling up but I control myself from not shedding any tears. I don't even bother to put on my shirt and drive off. Once I get back home, I simply lie on my living room floor. I can't quite explain it but I feel numb and lifeless. Tears roll out of my eyes but I keep silent as I stare at the ceiling. After maybe a couple of hours, I slowly drift into sleep.

 

The weeks that followed were uneventful as Kelvin and I worked together in the utmost professional sense. Neither of us talked about our time in the park and we continued with all the activities that led to the wedding. It was painful to see Kelvin and Vivian together being so happy together, sharing their moment as husband and wife. I just wanted to run off, as far as I could from there but unfortunately I was working. As soon as it was over, I asked Zak to handle things and left. I could see Kelvin seeing me leave. I wished for him to tell me to stop and run towards me. Tell me that he had chosen me instead but it didn't happen. It wasn't a movie but real life. All I could see was him giving me a polite smile which made feel even worse inside.

 

The next few months that followed was spent trying to get over my heartbreak over Kelvin. And that meant a lot of casual sex with women and men. As long as I was got my cock sucked or fucked a wet hole, it kept me from thinking about Kelvin. It was one of those lonely nights when the memories kept plaguing me and I immediately sought refuge in a gay hook up website. I log on to my user, JPecs21.

 

Most of the profiles were made mostly of headless muscular torsos. I guess everyone wanted to be discreet, including myself. As I scrolled through the profiles, trying to decipher which pictures were real and which ones were stolen from some celebrity online, I get a message from someone named SAW87 . Its a very normal conversation about what we were doing, interests and such. 

 

I see the profile picture. Nice, muscular body with just the right amount of definition. He looks like a rugby player or maybe a wrestler. Milk chocolate skin and some body hair. I couldn't deny that looking at it was creating a bit of a stir in my boxers. Then I get a message.

 

"You want to meet, now?"

 

I look at the time and it's almost 11pm. Not only is it late but I'm also taken aback by how forward he is but horny me decides to go with it. He tells me where he lives and I'm surprised that he only lives a few blocks away from me. He tells me to come for a jog and meet at a secluded spot at the park connector. I feel a little hesitant. I mean this could be a fake photo and this guy could be a killer. The username wasn't comforting either. I shouldn't go but then again I'm curious.

 

JPecs21: I can meet in 20 minutes.

SAW87: What will you be wearing.

 

I decided to be naughty and see how he'll react.

 

JPecs21: Black army shorts, some running shoes, no shirt. What about you?

 

There's no reply for a good 30 seconds. Then, it finally comes.

 

SAW87: Lol. Same. See you soon. 

 

I couldn't really believe I was doing this. I had probably lost my bloody mind on how dangerous this actually but somehow it was exciting. I pull my boxers off and put on my running shorts. I sniff my hairy pits to see if they needed deodorant but other than being a little sweaty, they smelled fine. And perhaps, he might like my manly scent. I did some quick push ups and pulls ups to get a bit of a pump. I throw on my shoes and head out. I run towards the spot and look at the time on my watch. It's around 11.20pm and there's absolutely no one around. 

 

I realize there could be a few scenarios that could happen. It could be a fake picture and he could be really out of shape. He could be a homophobe who comes with his friends to beat me up or it could be a psycho killer that wants to kill me. The chance of it being really hot, fit guy who wasn't insane or violent was slowly slipping away. I see that about 5 minutes had passed and think that I should maybe turn around and head back when I see someone in the distance. 

 

As he gets closer, I can see that it's a big, built shirtless guy. He's alone and doesn't look like he's carrying any weapons. My heart races a bit. I turn and look towards the canal. I hope and pray that he's not a psycho. I feel him getting closer to me. He stops right behind me and puts his hand on my back and runs his fingers down my back.

 

"Hey."

 

A deep, masculine voice. I like it. I lick my lips and turn around. Our eyes meet and we immediately look at each other in surprise.

 

"Ashwin?"

 

"Sir?"

 

End of Chapter 11

 

To Be Continued...

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Oh my my....Ashwin is back in the story! He must be a big hunky guy by now too. And Kelvin...oh my he would also have grown up nicely...should be "Kelvin's man pussy" not "boy pussy", he is all grown up now, big and yummy. 

 

Next chapter pls, so hot to read two hot guys running at night buff.

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Chapter 12 - Mantis

 

I hand Ashwin a cup of warm coffee which he sips on gratefully. Ashwin had certainly gotten a lot more bigger and muscular from the time I had seen him during NS. He looked like one of those fitness models you would see on the men's fitness magazines with his massive shoulders, arms and back. He had a clear, defined six-pack even though he had a large amount of mass but what was most impressive were his big, chiseled pecs that looked even bigger in real life than the photo I had seen in the website. I tried to avert my gaze but it was difficult and unfortunately, Ashwin had noticed.

 

"Hey, my eyes are up here."

 

He gives a smirk as he gestures with his fingers. I shyly smile.

 

"Sorry, it's just that you've packed some serious muscle from the last time I saw you."

 

Ashwin laughs.

 

"That was so long ago. Since then, I've been working out quite regularly. Well, you look even better, sir."

 

I smile as I flexed and tightened my body. 

 

"Thanks and please just call me, Jason."

 

Ashwin scratches his head, exposing his hairy, lush armpits. 

 

"Really? It's kind of weird."

 

"Ashwin, come on. You're standing half-naked in my house. I'm pretty sure you can call me by my name."

 

Ashwin rubs his stomach and looks a little awkward.

 

"Okay, Jason. You've got a nice house."

 

"Yeah. Moved in a couple of years ago. Wanted to live by myself so when I got financially independent, I bought a house. What about you?"

 

"I moved in with my parents about a year ago, after the divorce."

 

I almost spit out my coffee.

 

"You were married?"

 

Ashwin nods.

 

"Five years. We were really in love but after a couple of miscarriages, things weren't really the same. She got really angry all the time. We fought a lot. It just felt right to part ways before we hurt each other more."

 

"I'm sorry to hear that."

 

Ashwin nods and acknowledges my empathy. An awkward silence follows as we both continue to sip on our coffees. 

 

"So do you do this often?"

 

"Not really. I mean, I've been on the site a couple of times before but never met anyone or much less hook up with anyone."

 

"Me neither.

 

A few moments of awkward silence continued before Ashwin finally spoke again.

 

So, sir, I mean Jason. Are you gay?"

 

I was wondering when the question was going to pop up and here it was.

 

"To be honest, I don't know. I mean, I've been with women, I've been with men. I even fucked a trans man once."

 

I see Ashwin's jaws drop to the floor.

 

"Are you serious?"

 

"Yeah, I saw him in the gym. Nice muscles and a cute face. He invited me back to his place and we got busy. Just got a little shocked when he dropped his pants."

 

"Shit, what did you do?"

 

"I mean it's not like I hadn't fucked women before. This was just slightly different but the sex was still fucking hot."

 

Ashwin smiles. 

 

"Since, we're sharing. What about you? Straight, gay, bi, fluid, closeted, confused, curious?"

 

Ashwin lets out a laugh.

 

"Wow, that's a lot of terms."

 

Fuck, even his laugh was cute and it didn't help that all his muscles gyrated as he laughed. As he calms down a bit, he looks me straight in the eye.

 

"To be honest, I don't know either. I mean, have I had thoughts. Sure, I mean all of us do, right?"

 

"So you've never had any gay experiences?"

 

"Not until about a month ago."

 

Ashwin leaned back into the chair, his hands behind his neck. That was a really sexy angle for him as his muscles were on full display. I swallow the lump in my throat as I tried my best not to let my growing bulge be visible to him. 

 

"I mean after the divorce, I felt pretty depressed. I moved back with my parents and even though I was working and trying to concentrate on other things, I just felt sad. I mean you put in your everything into a relationship and went it all turns to shit, something inside you just dies."

 

As he spoke, I couldn't help but think of Kelvin and how things had just come to an abrupt end with him. I felt abandoned but there was nothing I could do or say to make things better. Like Ashwin had so aptly described, something inside me had died too. 

 

"I threw myself into exercise, you know to help me forget. I was training everyday, sometimes even twice a day. And of course, I got injured a bit. Thankfully, it wasn't serious, simply some strained muscles. So I knew I had to slow things down and decided to go for a massage."

 

"At a gay sauna?"

 

"No, a regular massage place. I had gone in for some shoulder and back massage but the owner, he told me that a full body massage would be more beneficial. So I just went with his recommendation but things got a little different."

 

"He touched you.. inappropriately."

 

Ashwin nods. He looks a little ashamed.

 

"The thing was, he was really nice. He was complimenting me on my physique. Saying I had a beautiful body, it felt good. I mean my ex-wife has never told me I had nice body. I mean not once."

 

Ashwin's words made me realize how important attention and validation is a person to feel good. The thing is, we all want it. We might not admit it but it does feel good when we are appreciated. Even if you're a beautiful, muscled Adonis like Ashwin. 

 

"So yeah, his words, his touch. It made me hard and I was so embarrassed. I apologized but he just shushed me. He told me to just relax and I did."

 

"Did you have sex?"

 

"Not, really. I mean he sucked me off and touched me all over but that was it. It just felt really good."

 

"Was the masseur, hot?"

 

"He was an older gentleman. Fit for his age and pretty average looking. But his mouth. I mean I don't think I've ever cummed like that before. You won't believe it. I was spraying all over the place like a fountain."

 

Suddenly, the image of Ashwin showering the massage place with his thick, white cum began to build in my mind. His huge muscles quivering and his beautiful face twitching in endless orgasm. More stirring continued in my shorts as I inconspicuously readjusted with my fingers.

 

"So he made you gay?"

 

"I don't know if he made me gay but somehow I wanted to test this out."

 

Ashwin gets out of his chair, a little hyped.

 

"I workout so hard to try to impress women but women don't really give me any attention. But I put my topless photo in a gay website and immediately I get all these messages, very graphic ones even, of how I'm so sexy, I'm a god and that they want my body. I mean, I like that."

 

"Look, I get it. You like the attention. But you need to be careful. I mean today, if it wasn't me, it might have been someone else and things might have gotten a little dangerous. You know?"

 

I know it was hypocritical for me to say that when I had done the same thing. However, I was hoping for Ashwin to see that I had a little more experience in this world and I just wanted him to be safe. 

 

"I know. You've always been a very caring officer and I'm sure you will continue to be a good friend as well."

 

"Of course, I'm here anytime you need me."

 

Ashwin smiles and notices the time. 

 

"Fuck, it's almost 12am. I should get back."

 

"Yeah, you should. You need a shirt?"

 

Ashwin takes a look at his bare torso. 

 

"Nah, its okay. It's pretty humid anyway."

 

We just look at one another. Ashwin reaches and comes in for a hug.

 

"I will see you soon."

 

"Yes."

 

We hold onto each other. I can feel the warmth of his body and his beating heart. As he pulls away, our eyes meet. There is a moment of silence.

 

"Maybe I can stay for a little bit."

 

"Okay."

 

We look deeply into each other's eyes. I can feel his breath on my skin. I pull him and kiss him on the lips. He's a little surprised but doesn't pull away. This must have been the first time he had ever kissed a man. We continue to kiss. We peel each others' shorts off eager to explore our naked bodies for the very first time.

 

End of Chapter 12

 

To Be Continued...

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Next episode pls. 
pls be like Netflix and give us whole season at one go instead of one episode each week. A bit troublesome to find this thread when it’s buried after a week 😂😂😂😂😂

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27 minutes ago, Guest Tony Chen said:

Next episode pls. 
pls be like Netflix and give us whole season at one go instead of one episode each week. A bit troublesome to find this thread when it’s buried after a week 😂😂😂😂😂

Start following the thread. It's easier for you to find it then.. 😁

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Chapter 13 - Juniper

 

Ashwin and I lie next to each other, covered in sweat and cum. We breathe heavily, our chests heaving up and down at the expense of our 'workout'. We look at one another and smile.

 

"Sorry, we couldn't, you know."

 

I didn't hold it against Ashwin for not wanting to have sex. I mean seeing a guy get pounded by his rough lover in a porno might be exciting but the reality is that not a lot of people like to engage in anal sex in real life. Firstly, its a lot of prep work and adjustments and secondly it can be really painful when you attempt it for the first time. Especially for a guy who has never explored that forbidden area his whole life.

 

I was actually quite satisfied with the kissing, jerking off, a little bit of oral on my part and just touching his beautiful body. Fuck was his body beautiful. I mean the guy is completely sculpted muscle with little to no body fat. Seeing how sinewy and muscly he was, I assumed that his body wouldn't feel nice but damn I was wrong. Every bump and curve of his body felt so nice. And running my fingers all over his body, I particularly enjoyed the little body jerks he did when the sensitive parts of his body were explored. I circled my finger around his large areolas, closing on his nipple. It immediately goes hard causing him to moan.

 

"Fuck, you're going to make me hard again."

 

"How are your nipples this sensitive?"

 

"I don't know. I didn't even know they were till tonight. Is that weird?"

 

"Fuck, no."

 

I continue to circle the nipple, lightly pinching on it. Ashwin smiles.

 

"Are you trying to make me cum for the third time?"

 

"Would that be so bad?"

 

Ashwin rolls over and we start making out again. After another round, it's almost 4am. Ashwin puts his shorts back on.

 

"I should sneak back in, before my parents wake up."

 

As he puts on his shoes, I massage his wide, muscular shoulders. He looks up at me and we kiss again.

 

"I'll call you?"

 

I nod as he makes his way out. I can't help but smile to myself. Who would have thought that the cute Sgt in my unit would be my new lover?  Life does work in mysterious ways.

 

As promised, Ashwin calls me later in the day. We talk some more and arrange to meet. Over the few weeks, we continue to hang out. Go for dinner, drinks, workouts especially the ones in the bedroom. We decided not to be exclusive and made it more of buddies having an outlet to release our stored up sexual appetites. I guess it was more for Ashwin as the 'gay' life was pretty new to him and I didn't want to force him to commit to anything hastily. I didn't mind it as I loved spending time with him. And although he wasn't interested in sex, he was pretty open to a lot of other things.

 

Whether it be to get tied up and edged or trying different role playing games, Ashwin was a trooper. I don't think I had ever felt so adventurous in a sexual relationship before. We were meeting almost everyday and each and every time Ashwin had massive loads. Two loads were the norm but there was a night he managed to cum five times. I mean the guy was made of pure testosterone and I couldn't complain.

 

He had also began to let me try toys on him. Although he was really tense and anxious at first, he decided to go for it. I could see from the way he moaned and twitched his body, he was really enjoying it. It would only be a matter of time before he would crave for the real thing. And when he was ready, I would be waiting to present him with my gift.

 

This thing I had going on with Ashwin, was going on for several months. I mean I didn't really how to describe it but all I knew was that I really enjoyed spending time with Ashwin. Whether it was looking into his eyes or touching and playing with his beautiful body, I savored every single one of those moments. We had planned for an edging session and I was getting things ready, when I heard the doorbell ring. I go to answer and I see Ashwin.

 

"Hey, I thought you were coming at 9. You're really early."

 

Ashwin nods and comes in. He looks a little nervous. I see perspiration dripping from his face. Even the back of his shirt and pits are wet. Something is wrong. I can tell. 

 

"Everything okay?"

 

"I just met with Ann."

 

"Your ex? What did she want?"

 

Ashwin looks more nervous. He paces up and down as I sit on my sofa, finding it hard to concentrate on his moving figure. He wipes the sweat off my brow. 

 

"A couple of months ago, we met. She was feeling depressed and wanted to talk. So I went to her place and we talked."

 

"And?"

 

"We slept together."

 

Somehow I knew where this conversation was heading but I kept my cool and continued to listen. 

 

"She's pregnant."

 

It was the final, death-inducing stab. I take a deep breath but still remain silent.

 

"I mean, I need to take responsibility, right?"

 

"You should. You guys should give your relationship another shot. At least, for the baby."

 

I couldn't believe the words that were coming out of my mouth. I knew I wanted to tell him to stay and not go back to his ex. Fuck giving this relationship another shot. A baby shouldn't change things. He needed to stay with me since we make each other so happy. But that would be the wrong thing to do. Ashwin comes close to me and falls to his knees. He cups my hands into his and brings his face towards it. 

 

"I'm sorry."

 

I could feel his tears on my hands. A light whimpering escapes from the large, muscular body, a sight I wasn't used to. I had never seen Ashwin cry. Not in the toughest times during NS or in the weeks I had known him recently. He always had a smile and seeing him cry was just not right. I hold back my tears as I lightly brush the hair on his pretty head. Somehow I knew at the back of mind, good things aren't meant to last. At least for me. After some crying, hugging and a few last kisses, Ashwin left. Like a gentle breeze, he came to me. He gave me pleasure, he gave me joy and then he was gone.

 

The next few weeks, became a blur. I needed distractions and the best way I knew how was to immerse myself in work and exercise. I spent more hours in the office and began to workout twice a day, once in the morning and once in the evening. Ashwin continued to send me messages and updated me about how things were going; about the baby growing, the plans they were making. I try to be excited for him and pretend that it didn't hurt. Because the last thing I wanted for him was to blame himself for what was going on with me.

 

I was hitting a whole new low. It was difficult when Kelvin walked out of my life and just when I thought things were going to get better, Ashwin too left. It was too difficult to comprehend and just something I couldn't deal with. Just as I was breaking down, Ronald came into my life. The older American businessman I had met in the gym was friendly and chatted me up. He did much of the flirting and work and soon I was caught up in his smile, his charm. I didn't know how deep I had ended up in his web, until I was standing naked in a darkened room surrounded by his friends, like a pack of wolves, who had come to have a taste of me. All I remember, was him coming close to me and whispering in my ear.

 

"Don't worry, I'll keep you safe."

 

And then it was time to feast.

 

End of Chapter 13

 

To Be Continued...

 

 

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jason, kelvin and ashwin... clearly so attached to MEN, emotionally and sexually, until now in the story still have yet to admit, to themselves and others that they are GAY. hmmmm........... 

 

im eager to see how their lives develop as the story progress....  so far im feeling them, their sexual awakening, the struggles, the breakups, etc etc...

 

 

 

 

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Chapter 14 - Harlequin

 

The three men pounce on me like wild animals. Before I can resist, each one of them are already working their magic on me. One forcefully kisses me while another sucks hungrily on my nipples. The last one engulfs my whole cock in his mouth. I feel teeth but I don't let go and continue to let him suck me. Every few minutes, they exchange positions, treating me like I'm some kind of sex Ferris wheel. And then the inevitable comes as the first one puts a condom over his hard erect cock. I look over to Ronald, who's smoking a cigarette, watching me being used by his buddies. I want him to tell them to stop but instead he just smiles as the first one loads his cock into my tight hole. I close my eyes and twitch in pain, as memories start to flood in.

 

Ronald came into my life at a juncture when I was lonely and slightly vulnerable to say the least. It was not like our meeting was out of the ordinary or anything. The gym I had been recently going to was one of those upscale gyms that were a little private. It was strategic as it was a sure way for me not to run into Kelvin or Ashwin, who were both big fitness buffs. I mean I was probably overreacting but it seemed like the best idea to me.

 

"Could I work in with you?"

 

I turned to see this tall and built man looking straight at me, with his bright blue eyes. He was easily at least 185cm and had the widest, boulder-like shoulders I had ever seen. I had been going to the gym for almost 2 months but I had never seen him before for I would have definitely noticed someone like him. The stringer tank hung loosely on him to showcase his buff, inverted triangle torso. His pecs were large and heavy, barely covering his nipples. The sides of his body were also exposed, showing the perfect ridges. His tights also enhanced his thick thighs and legs not to mention his bulge which was particularly large. I admit I was a little envious but I guess most white guys are quite blessed in that department. Overall, he was just breathtaking to see.

 

"Sure."

 

He gives me a smile and we share the exercise machine. Every time he worked out, the stringer started to move out of place, exposing his perfectly round nipples which were pointy and hard at this point. He was definitely not a young guy with his salt and pepper hair and light wrinkles at the corners of his eyes but his fit body would put all the young guys to shame. Somehow, we continued to work out together and even struck up a conversation. 

 

His name was Ronald Wolffe and he told me that he worked in the finance industry. He had moved to Singapore less than a month ago and was just getting to know the place a bit more. I told him that it was a good gym but he wasn't as impressed. 

 

"Its just too posh and manicured for my taste. I like my gyms a little more gritty. I'm actually getting some equipment delivered to my place and setting up a home gym this week. Maybe you can come. We can workout together?"

 

I accepted as it was just a casual gym session and although he did have a great body, I didn't really expect anything to happen with him. I mean, although I've been with white women and men before, I wasn't particularly drawn to them. Besides, I didn't really feel anything for him or so I thought.

 

A few days later, I received a text from Ronald saying he had set up his gym and wants me to come check it out. He gives me his address and when I arrive, I stand for a moment, mouth agape. It's one of those modern, two-storey bungalows that you usually encounter in the hidden parts of the town area. I ring the bell and wonder how this guy could even afford such a grand place. About a couple of minutes later, I see a shirtless Ronald, dressed in some patterned shorts, jogging towards the gate. He has a big smile plastered on his face.

 

"You managed to find the place. The side roads can be a little confusing."

 

His body looked even better without the distraction of the string tank. His abs looked like they were literally carved out. I tried hard to not look at them.

 

"Yea, it was alright. Nice place."

 

"Its the company accommodation. Can't complain."

 

He leads me to his house, which is mostly glass and wood, giving it a very cool, modern zen vibe that's quite popular. There is a small-sized but adequate swimming pool, enough to have a good workout and some intimate time. The entire time we had worked out, Ronald had never given me any inkling he was interested in me or men for that matter. He was serious about working out and looked like he genuinely wanted me to check out his new exercise equipment, which he laid close to the pool area. 

 

There was a multi-gym, a rack of dumbbells, barbells some kettlebells and resistance bands. He had even drilled a pull-up cum dip bar to the wall as well as a large mirror on the wall. He really did put a lot of thought into making this home gym. He takes up some heavy dumbbells and starts to do some bicep curls. His veins pops as he does the exercise effortlessly.

 

"Pretty cool, right? Go crazy, man."

 

He didn't have to tell me twice. I decided to take a hit at the multi-gym doing some back exercises while Ronald takes on the free weights. About 10 or 15 minutes into the workout, Ronald's body was covered in sweat, making his muscles pop even more. I was getting a little hot myself.

 

"You should lose the top, bud. You're drenched."

 

I was getting quite soaked and decided to take Ronald's advice. I took off my shirt and threw it to the side and I swear I saw Ronald take a look at me a lot longer than he usually does but he quickly went back to his workout. It must have been almost an hour when we finally finished our workout. We both were quite spent.

 

"That was a fucking great workout man."

 

Stretched out on the floor, Ronald smiles at me. I nod in acceptance.

 

"Yeah, I need a shower."

 

"I got a better idea. Let's take a dip."

 

Ronald gets up and stretches a bit.

 

"Oh, I don't have swimming trunks."

 

"Neither do I."

 

He pulls his shorts off and jumps into the pool, absolutely naked. I don't believe my eyes. He yells at me to join him. I slowly get up, unsure of what I should do. I see Ronald smiling at me, the sunlight bouncing off his blue eyes, making them almost glow. I think what the hell and pull my shorts off and quickly jump in. As soon as I'm in, Ronald splashes water at me whilst laughing. Suddenly, he wasn't that smouldering, buff man but simply a boy wanting to have fun. I reciprocate and soon we are splashing water at one another. Suddenly, Ronald holds his hand against his eye. He looks like he's in pain. I panic and move towards him.

 

"Hey, you okay?"

 

Just then, he grabs me and pulls me close to him. I didn't know how strong he actually was till that moment. As his arms tighten around me, we look straight into each other's eyes. Without warning, he plants a light, wet kiss on my lips. We stare once again before he kisses me again. This time with more force and passion as I become putty in his hands. I submit to him. 

 

The men take turns to fuck me and after a while it stops hurting but I begin to feel numb. They move and throw me in different positions like a marionette doll and pound me to their hearts content. One after another, they peel off their condom and spew their seed all over my sweaty, dirty body. Covered in their cum, they back away as Ronald makes his way towards me. He lifts my legs and puts his unsheathed hard cock inside me. I gasp in pain as I turn my head away. He delivers a hard slap on my face and grips me by the throat, turning my gaze towards me.

 

"You look at me when I'm fucking you, whore."

 

I nod in subservience as I take the full force of his body ripping through my insides. I'm lost in a web of pleasure and pain as think about how all this came to be. Why did I fall so far only to be caught in the clutches of the Devil himself? Tears start to roll down my face, as Ronald continues to pound me and his buddies watch, tugging at their flaccid cocks hoping to get a raise out of them. 

 

End of Chapter 14

 

To Be Continued...

 

 

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Chapter 15 - Shamrock

 

It's almost 3 am as I clean myself with a towel and put on my clothes. After getting dressed, I exit the room and I see the men chatting with Ronald, having a smoke break out on the balcony. They are all shirtless and give me winks. I ignore them and give Ronald a look, signalling him that I'm ready to go. Ronald puts on his shirt and gives them fist bumps before leaving the house. We get into the car and don't speak before Ronald breaks the silence.

 

"You really took all those cocks like a champ. I'm proud of you."

 

I wonder if that even was a compliment. Pimping me out to his friends hardly feels like something to be proud. 

 

"You haven't cummed yet, right?"

 

"You only let me when I get home."

 

"Yeah, I was thinking we could do something a little different."

 

I shudder to think what he might have in store for me as he drives the car away from our usual route. My mind begins to fill up with the memories of my first time with Ronald. I remember the passionate kissing in the pool and him carrying him out of the pool with his strong arms and carefully placing me on the edge. He sucks on my hard, wet cock slurping it up like it was his favourite candy. I moan at how good his lips felt on my dick. 

 

"Let me have a taste of you too."

 

He smiles and gets out of the pool and gently lowers his long, thick erect cock down my throat while he continues to suck on mine. After a few minutes, I can't take it anymore and release my cum inside his mouth. Almost immediately, he too unloads his warm, milk inside my mouth. Drained, we both lie close to one another and smile. 

 

"That was fucking good."

 

I nod as it did feel good. It might have just been a blowjob but it did feel like it was something we both craved. From the start, Ronald was honest and direct with me. He was married twice and divorced. He has two adult kids from his first marriage and none from the second. He came to Asia for a fresh start and happened to meet me by chance and couldn't help but feel attracted to me. 

 

He had experimented with guys during his college days but was loyal to both his wives during his marriages. But now, he was ready to explore once again and was very excited to do it with me. It all felt really beautiful coming from his mouth and those bright, blue eyes were really comforting. It almost felt like he could erase the pain I had been feeling but little did I know he was going to magnify it.

 

Ronald was an Alpha male and always wanted to be in control. It felt very foreign to me to be adored and taken care of as I had always been independent. But I had to admit it felt good to feel wanted. Although, I rarely bottomed, I somehow was willing to make an exception for Ronald. Ronald was very attentive. He loved that I was in shape but felt like I could be even better with more muscle on me. 

 

He introduced me to a new fitness and diet regime and even trained with me. In just a couple of months, I had put on a sizeable amount of muscle mass and was looking pretty ripped and fit. I was amazed at the results as I don't even believe I was this fit during my OCS days, which I believed was the peak of my physical fitness. Looking in the mirror, next to Ronald, it almost feels surreal.

 

"Fuck, you look like a Spartan. I think we just need to fix this messy hair to complete the look."

 

Ronald ruffles his fingers through my hair. I'm a little confused.

 

"What's wrong with my hair?"

 

"It's too flippy and long, like a girl's. It needs to be a little cropped and tighter. I can do it for you."

 

I have mixed feelings. My hair wasn't that long and it barely grazed the bottom of my neck. And I kind of liking it being a little flowy and fun. 

 

"I don't really like short hair. Never looked good in it."

 

"Oh, you'll look great. Trust me."

 

He holds my face in his hands and his intense blue eyes pierce through me. I simply nod as he smiles. Soon, he sits me down on the patio and brings out his clippers and tools. I feel the machine go over my head as tufts of hair fall on my bare shoulders. In a matter of minutes, Ronald has shorn off all my hair and when I look in the mirror, I'm reminded of my hair during my trainee days. It's maybe a 1/4 inch longer but still it was severely shorter than what I had minutes before. Ronald dusts the hair off my body and runs his fingers on my close cropped hair. 

 

"You look so hot baby."

 

I feel his hot breath on my face as he slides his fingers down my shorts, making his way to my hole in an effort to prep me for his large cock. I give in with no hesitation. Soon, I began to give in to everything that he wants me to. It started off small with the haircut or a piercing or tattoo and suddenly it was about spicing things up. Bringing along a friend for a threesome till he wants me to be used by his buddies in some kind of rape fantasy all in the name of fun.

 

"It's no big deal. You know I will keep you safe, right?"

 

I was beginning to lose faith in his words but like a stupid, broken doll I continued to buy into his lies. And now, I was sitting next to him in the car, wondering what else he was going to do. What else he could be capable of. The car comes to a halt and I'm immediately jolted back to the present. I look around to see that we are near some forested area. I don't recognize it. 

 

"Where are we?"

 

"Take your clothes off."

 

"Are you serious?"

 

"Of course, do it."

 

"No."

 

I couldn't deal with Ronald's nonsense. I just wanted to go back home. However, I was sure that was not what he had in mind. He grits his teeth and delivers a blow right to my left cheek. The impact leaves a ringing sound in my head. My jaw almost feels like it's been unhinged.

 

"I won't ask you again."

 

Tears forming in my eyes, I remove my shirt and throw it at the back of the car and then my pants. Down to my boxer briefs, I look to him and I could see that he wanted me to continue. Taking a deep breath, I pull my underwear off and throw it onto the back. I sit naked waiting to get played by Ronald but I noticed he didn't seem interested. 

 

"Get out."

 

I want to tell him no or even ask him why he was doing this to me. But I knew that it would be pointless as I would get no answer. Not wanting him to get angry again, I get out of the car. He gestures to me to close the door and winds down the window. He throws my phone to me which I quickly catch.

 

"Wait for my call."

 

He drives away as I hold my phone with one hand and cup my privates with another. I see the desolate road and the forested area before me. The last thing I wanted was to be spotted by some passing car, although it seemed unlikely. Not knowing what to do, I rush into the forested area to take cover. I wait for Ronald's call and the phone starts to ring. But it's not Ronald. I pick up the phone.

 

"Kelvin?"

 

"Jason, I know its late. But are you free to talk?"

 

I take a deep breath. 

 

End of Chapter 15

 

To Be Continued...

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wow this story is giving me srs flashback and ptsd, esp when ronald came into the picture. guys pls love urself cos nobody's gonna love u more than u love urself.

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