Rowan's Journey to Manhood

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Every evening, Rowan relives the abuse he suffered until the age of 17; now he’s almost 30, but still he can’t forget. At sunset, no matter what, he can’t help but run away, trying to escape the nightmare that hunts him. He can’t sleep at night, so he has a nightly job and sleeps during daytime, as always did since he ran away from home 13 years before. His only ‘school’, since he was a child, is an old cinema where only old movies are shown. He has lived for years in the streets, but now he could sneak into the basement of a big house overlooking the ocean.

Synopsys (*** Spoiler Alert! ***)

Young Charlie finds Rowan in the basement and befriends him. Charlie’s expertise is oral sex: he’s a real champion in that department, and gives to Rowan a demonstration of his abilities. He also tells to the guy very hot stories about his past experiences.

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≈ CHARLIE ≈

~ Wrong time, wrong place ~

Charlie was not angry, but... he needed to stay on his own for a while. Since he first moved to his new home, a year before, the small basement room had been his secret place, where to unwind and sort out his teenage twisted feelings. No one ever came down there.

Unfortunately, lately he couldn’t stay in the basement as often as he liked, because a gang of punks had broken the lock and frequently came there, at night, to have sex or doing drugs, leaving the place a real mess.

He was not a kid any more, he was 19 by now, but still he was afraid of crossing those punks’ path. Oh, no, better not to deal with them! The first and only time he had met them, they scared the hell out of him. He had entered the basement room, expecting to find it empty as usual, but he was welcomed by the coarse shouts of a bunch of drunken punks. Charlie looked around, and saw two of them smoking crack in a corner, while another guy was banging a girl on the small camping bed.

A fourth guy was coming out from the bathroom and pointed at him: “Hey, guys, we have visits!” – he shouted, zipping up his pants. Soon, they all were around him; Charlie tried to run away, but they blocked his path: “Leaving so soon, boy? Come on, have some fun with us!” “Or maybe...” –  said a punk with a menacing glance – “we can have some fun with him...!”

Despite his fear, Charlie tried to look confident: “You’d better let me go... They’re waiting for me upstairs, if I don’t go back home soon, they will look for me”. No one fell for it, but before they could reply, another guy stormed in the room: “Quick! The boss wants us in Elm Street! They’re in trouble!”. The gang fled away in a matter of seconds, leaving Charlie alone, trembling for the tension.

Whether it was just luck, or he had a guardian angel looking over him, Charlie was safe, thank god, and promised himself to steer away from those punks in the future.

~ Sleeping beauty ~

Since that day, Charlie had been extremely cautious every time he went down to the basement. So, after tiptoeing downstairs, Charlie put his ear on the metal door. No sounds. He silently opened the door and... gasped with surprise! Not only the room was unexpectedly clean and tidy, but there was a young, beautiful man lying on the bed, fast asleep.

Holding his breath, Charlie got near the bed and admired the almost naked guy, barely covered by a towel laid down on his crotch. Charlie feasted his eyes on the lean torso without a single ounce of fat, the sinewy muscles rippling under the skin, the long slim legs... The ripped upper body of a swimmer and the athletic strong legs of a runner on the same gorgeous man.

Charlie moved his eyes to the guy’s face and looked in awe at the shoulder-long, almost feminine raven-black hair gently scattered on the pillow, crowning a handsome, masculine face. His jagged features were softened by his delicate lips and his thin black eyebrows.

His skin was incredibly pale, and contrasted dramatically with the deep black of the hair and... – Charlie glanced at the guy’s bulge – ...the pubes peeking out of the towel.

~ The beginning of a friendship ~

 “Didn’t they teach you that staring at people is impolite?” – Rowan said in a friendly tone, without opening his eyes. His deep, musical voice resounded in the room and briefly echoed along the empty walls. Years spent living on the streets at night taught him to sleep with one eye open, and he was aware of the boy’s presence the very moment he opened the door. Rowan flashed his eyes at Charlie’s and smiled at him:  “What is that prevents you from taking your eyes off of me, young man?”

“You’re... you’re... so beautiful, sir” – Charlie replied sincerely, with trembling voice, unable to look away from the dark brown, almost black eyes gazing back at him. Then, embarrassed for his bold remark, he lowered his eyes and added: “Sorry, sir, I... should go back upstairs.” He turned around, but Rowan called him back: “Please, young man, stay. I would enjoy your company, if it pleases you.”

Charlie looked at him puzzled, but amused at the same time: “My name is Charlie, and you talk weird, sir, you know?”. The boy’s words made Rowan laugh: “Yes, you are not the first to point this out to me... It’s a long story. I can tell you about it if we become friends.”

“Oh, I’d like us to be friends, sir!” replied Charlie with an eager look. “Then so be it!” – Rowan said with a broad smile, shaking hands with Charlie – “But at one condition: do not address me as ‘sir’. I’m Rowan. Please, have a seat”. With a friendly smile he pointed to the small bed where he was sitting: “I’m afraid I can’t provide you with a better accommodation, at the moment.”

~ A gifted mouth ~

“So, Charlie, what you do in your life?”, Rowan asked to the amiable boy. “Many things, sir... I mean, Rowan... Mostly, I’m a houseboy, I keep the house clean and tidy, and sometimes I help in the kitchen. But frankly I’m not that good at cooking. The thing I do best” – Charlie said with pride – “is no doubt sucking cock. No joke, they tell me I’m the best cocksucker in town!”

Rowan couldn’t believe his ears. The ease with which the boy treated such an intimate subject and his obvious pride in describing his peculiar ability made Rowan burst into laughter: “Oh, really! Your expertise is oral sex?”

“Yes sir... I mean, Rowan... They say I have a really gifted mouth! But to tell the truth... – Charlie said with a knowing grin – “...it’s not a gift, it’s practice! I learned some tricks... I can tell you all about this, once we know better… Hey, would you like me to show you? I’d really like to...” – the boy said with a smile, gently rubbing Rowan’s bulge.

Rowan suddenly tensed, and Charlie immediately withdrew his hand: “Have I done something wrong, sir?” Rowan looked at the boy’s sincere eyes and relaxed a bit: “No, Charlie, you didn’t misbehave. It’s my fault, not yours. I just find difficult dealing with sex with the ease you are obviously used to”.

Rowan flashed a timid smile, embarrassed by the growing erection now clearly visible under the towel. He looked at the boy: “Listen, I do not deny I would love to accept your offer, as you could easily guess just glancing at my manhood. But... do you really want it, Charlie? You don’t have to, if you don’t want...”.

As a reply, Charlie lifted Rowan’s towel and took the half-hard dick in his hands. He licked the shaft with the tip of his tongue, down to the black pubes and then up to the sensitive corona. Charlie kissed the tip of the glans and smiled: “It smells so good, sir!”. Then he opened his mouth wide and gulped the entire cock down his throat, without flinching or gagging a single time. “Aaaahhh!” – gasped Rowan, taken by surprise.

The boy’s tongue danced on Rowan’s sensible cock, sending shivers of pleasure through his spine. Charlie opened his mouth wide and lowered his head to Rowan’s black pubes, and when there, he poked his long tongue out and titillated the guy’s balls, much to Rowan’s astonishment.

~ Intimacy unveiled ~

Rowan was in a sexual rollercoaster: Charlie was really a champion in his expertise! He knew exactly when to pump hard over the rigid cock, bringing Rowan to the verge of an explosive orgasm, and when to stop, denying the pleasure to the writhing man. While his mouth performed his magic on Rowan’s cock, Charlie used his hands to gently scratch Rowan’s nipples and to caress and squeeze Rowan’s balls, sending the guy in a sexual frenzy.

When Charlie’s left hand lowered to scratch and massage his perineum, Rowan sighed deeply and instinctively opened his legs more, granting the boy a clear access to his anus. Charlie was uncertain at first, but then he licked a couple of fingers and gently massaged Rowan’s puckered hole. The guy was in ecstasy and thrust his hips wildly, shoving his dick deeper and deeper into Charlie’s expert throat. Charlie sensed that Rowan couldn’t hold any more and went for gold, suddenly pushing his middle finger deep down Rowan’s ass and wiggling it furiously.

Rowan felt his orgasm exploding from his groin and took Charlie’s head in his hands, compelling him to look into his eyes. “Charlie, this is for you... this is... for you... Aaaaaaghh!”. Rowan was swept away by an overwhelming climax, but he kept his eyes locked to Charlie’s, and when his cock started spurting endless jets of hot juice, he forcefully kept eye contact with the boy, offering him his pleasure, sharing with him the powerful experience he was living, defenselessly unveiling himself to the boy’s eyes in the most intimate moment a man can live.

Charlie stared at Rowan’s almost black eyes, the deepest eyes he’s ever gazed into, shocked by the intensity of the emotions Rowan was sharing with him. The orgasm seemed to last forever, until it slowly subsided. Rowan felt suddenly exhausted and grabbed Charlie’s hand: “Stay with me for a moment, please... Stay with...”. Before finishing his sentence, Rowan collapsed almost unconscious on the bed, his chest heaving deeply, his hand holding tight on Charlie’s.

The boy looked with concern at Rowan, lying down apparently unconscious, and he feared he had some serious problem. But his hand still gripped his own, and his breath was slowly normalizing. So, he stood there, holding his friend’s hand and looking at his closed eyes.

His eyes... Those deep, piercing eyes... What had really happened moments before?

The boy was speechless. When Rowan had locked eyes with him, he could see... deep inside Rowan, his feelings, his pleasure, his gratitude, his love... yes, love!.. for him. He could... glance at Rowan’s soul. That beautiful man had let him peek into his deepest intimacy.

Charlie’s mind was reeling. In his young life he had sucked many cocks, and he always considered it a kind of “one way” service: he gave pleasure to men and they were not supposed to give him anything in return, not even if the man was in love with him. For Charlie, a blow job was a playful sexual act, surely not a way to make love; actually, this had always been a worry for Charlie, because he was so good at oral sex, but never thought of himself as a good fuck. But Rowan showed him that a blow job could be as emotionally engaging as fucking: oral sex was a way to... make love?!

~ Rowan’s first step to manhood ~

Rowan slowly opened his eyes and looked with affection at Charlie’s young face crowned with short brown hair, his sparkling eyes, his full lips. For once in a while, he felt lucky. He had met this incredible kid, whose joy of life and easy sexuality were infectious. Rowan knew that sex could be fun and easy, but so far he never met someone who could teach him the light, playful side of sex. In few months he would turn 30, but still he couldn’t explore his sexuality, at least not as much as the guys his age, he couldn’t learn how to be a man and, what’s worse, he didn’t know even where to start. He didn’t have someone to guide him to adulthood. His abusive stepfather had locked Rowan’s heart and soul behind a heavy door and had thrown away the key.

Rowan sensed, deep inside him, that something special had happened, but at the moment he couldn’t understand that in that lazy afternoon, in that anonymous basement room, an unaware Charlie had had the power to break through that door and reveal to Rowan the beginning of a long path that in the end would have changed Rowan from the pale, troubled guy he was forced to be into the serene, confident man he deserved to become.

And the first step on his journey to manhood was learning from this incredible kid how joyful could be sex; and in return he had taught to Charlie that even the easiest sexual act, if done with the right man, could be an act of mutual love.

Rowan roused himself from his thoughts and noticed the pensive expression on Charlie’s face, who still couldn’t fully process what had just happened. “Something is troubling your mind, young man?” “No, sir, I’m good. Never better, sir” – Charlie lied with an uncertain smile. “I told you, I’m not a ‘sir’, Charlie. You should...” “Er... May I keep calling you ‘sir’? Please. It sounds so... right, sir.”

Rowan smiled: “You’re such a kind and generous young man, Charlie, and I’m in debt with you. I will get accustomed at your addressing me as ‘sir’, if this is what you want.”

Charlie looked back at Rowan with an urchin grin: “You talk weird, sir, you know?”

~ A man’s most intimate moment ~

 “Sir...” – Charlie said after a brief silence, voicing his doubts – “I... don’t understand exactly what happened... I mean, I’ve seen many man cumming when I sucked them, and some of them really came hard, but you... you looked at me and... What happened with you, sir?”

“It didn’t happen anything special, Charlie. Or, at least, it shouldn’t be anything special, but apparently it is. I just shared my pleasure with you, I offered my orgasm to you, because you deserved it. I felt your passion, and I showed you my love, I unveiled to your eyes the fiery depth of my emotions and the full extent of my physical pleasure.”

“Every man is different, Charlie, and they react in different way to a deep solicitation such as an orgasm; but I’ve come to the conclusion that, unfortunately, men rarely share their pleasure with their partner. Undoubtedly, their ejaculation is a clear sign of their pleasure, but they rarely show what they feel inside. May it be for shyness, or selfishness, or just lack of care for their partner, the result is the same: most men keep this intimate moment to themselves”.

“Sex is so pleasurable, my young friend, because it’s both a physical and an emotional experience. And it seems pointless to me to share bodily fluids and don’t share what really counts, the emotions.”

~ The many faces of love ~

Charlie was staring at Rowan in awe. He’d never seen things from this point of view, and it made sense. Sharing emotions. Didn’t he share emotions with his man when they hugged? So, why not sharing emotions when experiencing something much more engaging, such as an orgasm?

“Sir, but what happened afterward? It worried me looking at you lying on the bed, motionless. It scared me a bit, sir.”

“It always happens to me, and I don’t know why. As I said, men are all different, and that is my peculiar way to live the powerful experience of a sexual climax. My orgasms leave me drained, not only physically, but emotionally, too. I need some time to recover, and while I do that, I really need to feel someone I trust beside me. I thank you for staying with me when I most needed you, Charlie.”

The boy beamed with pride at Rowan’s last remark, but soon frowned again: “Sir... Do you think that giving head to a man is a way to... make love to him?” “Well, why not?” – Rowan replied, pensively –“But I have learned recently... actually few minutes ago... that you need to be with the right man, for it to work. Often men have sex just to satisfy their lust, to extinguish the fire burning in their loins, and that has nothing to do with love. But if you are lucky enough to find the right person, someone to share your emotions with, then even oral sex is a suitable way to make love. I, for one,” – Rowan concluded with an affectionate smile –“have been that lucky: I’ve found you.”

“So, this means you love me, sir?” – Charlie asked with an uncertain grin. “I mean, sir... I’m already in love with... someone else, but... I feel love for you, too... Do you think it’s possible to love more than one person, sir?”

Rowan threw his arms around the boy and held him tight, kissing him lightly on his cheek.

“I love you indeed, young man!” – Rowan replied with an affectionate smile – “Few moments ago, I felt an intense, overwhelming love for you. Of course, we both have our lives to live, but no matter what would happen in the future, the moment we have shared today will always have a special place in my heart. And yes, you can definitely love many people at the same time: you can love your parents, your best friend and your lover, for example. Love can have many faces, my young friend, and you can love as many people as you want, providing you don’t hurt any of them.”

“As for the two of us,” – Rowan concluded – “since we are not relatives nor lovers, I guess we are... ehm... fuck buddies, if you pardon the rough expression”.

~ The ‘Mighty Stud’ ~

Charlie’s satisfied and happy smile told Rowan that, at least for now, all his doubts had been cleared, so he asked him: “Charlie, we are friends now, aren’t we?”. Charlie nodded heartily. “In this case, as you promised, you could tell me where and how you... perfectioned your peculiar expertise” – Rowan concluded with a smile.

“At the ‘Mighty Stud’, sir!” – Charlie replied with a proud tone – “It’s a gay bar in East Downtown, one of the most popular gay bar in town. Ever been there? Anyway, they have this back room, they call it the Dark Room, where the patrons go to get their rocks off with occasional partners. Picture it, sir: a completely black room, with floor-to-ceiling mirrors on the four walls with a few reddish spotlights here and there. It’s almost pitch dark, you can’t even see the men’s faces, but there’s light enough to see a hard cock walking around or a bare ass on display, waiting to be ploughed.”

“And you used to attend regularly such a venue?” – Rowan asked with surprise. Charlie shrugged: “Every day, sir. I worked there. Well, not a regular job, but I earned quite well with the patrons’ tips. You see, sir, sometimes patrons needed... ehm... a little help to be ready, and I made them hard giving them blowjobs. This is how I became the expert cocksucker I am today; I was able to... ehm... bring back to life even the most spent cocks around. I was quite popular at the Mighty Stud, sir, no joke.”

“After what you did to me, Charlie, I would say that ‘popular’ is probably a major understatement!” – Rowan said, laughing out loud. “Well, sir, I was very good at it...” – Charlie said, blushing – “...and sometimes things went really wild, in the Dark Room. My most famous performance was when I sucked three cocks at once. You won’t believe it, sir, but here is what happened...”

~ The challenge ~

The blade of light coming through the door momentarily lit up the Dark Room; everyone turned to look at the three muscular man who entered. One of them shouted: “Hey, kid, where are you? I can’t see a thing in this fucking room!”

Charlie promptly sneaked through the room. “Here I am, sir! Do you need me?” “So, you are the famous Charlie, right?” – the second man asked – “We’ve been told that you are an excellent cocksucker, and that you can make hard any man, even if has cum moments before. Is it true?” “Yes, sir” – Charlie replied, proud of being so famous and appreciated.

“OK, then, here’s the deal, boy” – the third man said  – “We three have made a bet. You will have to suck our cocks over and over, making us cum until we beg you to stop. The last man standing is the winner. Can you help us settle this matter? There’s a very good tip for you if you can do it. You’re in?”

Charlie invited the men in a corner of the Dark Room and knelt down in front of them, while they dropped their pants. Charlie gasped, looking at the three rock-hard monster cocks pointing at him.

The first was thick as a beer can; the second was thinner, but deeply curved upwards: a tricky cock to suck! And the third cock was something Charlie had never seen in his life... It must have been more than ten inches long, straight and hard as spear, and with a wide glans at the end.

This was not a job that would require finesse: the men asked to cum as many times as they could, until they could take no more and would beg him to stop. But still he had to keep up with his reputation...

~ An epic performance ~

The boy attacked the first cock with ferocity, throwing his head down to the men’s pubes and sucking hard when moving back. Over and over, the thick cock was forced through Charlie’s tight throat muscles and sucked with the force of a vacuum cleaner.

No man could survive that treatment, and neither could this one: “Shit! Owww... Fuck...! Fuck...! Aaaaaghh!!!” – the man howled, empting his balls into Charlie’s mouth. The boy quickly moved to the second man, who said: “Let’s see what you got, boy. Everyone gags on my curved cock.”

“That’s because they don’t know how to handle it, sir...”, Charlie replied with an urchin smirk, pushing the man down on a couch. The boy straddled the lying man facing his feet, so that the curved cock pointed at him, and could easily take it all without gagging once.

The man received the same hard treatment as his friend, and soon he too screamed with pleasure, filling once more Charlie’s throat with hot man juice. When done, he raised his eyes to the third man, who was holding his 10-inch hard meat, looking at him with a challenging grin.

Charlie opened his mouth wide and pulled the man to him. The long cock entered the boy’s mouth without even touching it, and soon it rested on the back of his throat. He tightened his throat muscles and pushed his head a bit forward, forcing the big glans to slide into the tight passage.

He stopped and pulled back, forcing the cock head to pop out of his throat. He did this over and over, faster and faster, without ever touching the cock with his lips or his tongue. The man went wild: “Take it, dammit! Take it all! Come on, boy!” 

He tried to force Charlie’s head down, but his friends stopped him, laughing rudely: “No hands, buddy! Let the boy do his job!”

“Shit damn! He’s sucking the cum out of me! Fuck... Aaaahhh!!” – the man shouted, spurting all the sperm his balls could give.

Without a moment to rest, Charlie went back to the first man and pumped hard his cock with his fist, making the man jump for the harsh stimulation over his spent cock. His expert hands and mouth quickly made him hard again, and ready to shoot.

But suddenly Charlie stopped, moved to the second man and gulped down his semi-hard cock. Squeezing his balls and pushing his sensitive glans over his rough palate, Charlie managed to bring him to the brink of a second ejaculation. And then he moved to the third man. This time he gave him the full monty, taking all the ten meaty inches in his mouth without gagging once.

When the three men were all desperate to cum, Charlie grouped them together, making their cocks touch, opened his mouth as wide as he could and... took the three cocks in his mouth at once! Of course he couldn’t do much more than keep them in his mouth and lavish the three cock heads with his tongue, but the boy’s unexpected move, and the feeling of their cocks sliding against their buddies’, was so erotic that in few moments the three man were howling and cumming like never before.

~ The men get more than they bargained for ~

“Now let’s see what you got, sirs...” – Charlie said with an evil smirk. Using his hands and his mouth, Charlie started pumping furiously on the three cock, now oversensitive for the two recent ejaculations. The man all shouted and hissed together for the unbearable feeling: “Shit!” “It’s too much!” “Fuck! Fuck!”. Charlie went on relentlessly, torturing the three cocks and making the men whine and swear, until ‘Mr. Curved cock’ gave up: “OK, boy, I can’t take this any more! Stop it! Owww... Shit! I said stop it!”. But Charlie winked at him and said: “You didn’t say the magic word, sir...”. “Ooow.... Fuck!! I beg you!! I beg you to stop!!” – screamed the man, unable to cope any more with the excruciating stimulation of his sensitive cock.

Charlie immediately released the man and concentrated on his two buddies, gripping tight their cocks and polishing hard the cock heads with his dry palms. The reaction was immediate: “Aaaarghh!” “You are killing me!” “No more! No more!”. The two tough men tried their best to resist the unbearable torture, until the man with the beer-can cock had to admit his defeat: “No more, boy! I beg you! No more... No more...”.

The action stopped. The three men stood there for a moment, trying to catch their breath, and then they looked at each other and burst out laughing and cheering at ‘Mr. 10-inches’ who had won the bet. Then, they turned their attention to Charlie and pulled him up from his knees: “Well, boy, you are something else!” “I wouldn’t want to meet you in a dark alley!” – they joked.

“Here, take the entire bet as a tip!” – Mr. 10-inches said, putting in Charlie’s hand a bunch of 10-dollar bills – “I’ve already had more than I bargained for!”. And then, still laughing and cheering, they left, leaving behind them a proud and temporarily rich Charlie.

Charlie stood silent and looked at Rowan, who was staring back at him in awe: it was a hot story indeed! Little he knew that soon Charlie would have told him another, even hotter story...

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(End of chapter 2 – Please proceed to Chapter 3)