This summary provides the essential details from the multi-paragraph document in 3 sentences: Joe and his partner discuss their relationship and past issues while drying off after showering together. They begin being intimate but Joe's inexperience causes some hesitation. However, through open communication and taking things slowly, they are able to overcome Joe's nerves and find physical and emotional intimacy with one another.

1. Human Condition Ch 11
We rinse the soap residue and climbed out of the shower. Both of us left our towels in another room,
so we padded out wet and naked.
I went to bed, where I threw mine and Joe grabbed him off the floor by the couch. We were both in
the middle of drying, when he looked at me and smiled.
"I think we need to go shopping for a larger water heater."
I laughed. "It might be a good idea."
I watched Joe watched me drying myself. His eyes were back on the whip mark, and his face showed
genuine grief. I sighed. It seems that it was a conversation we could not procrastinate.
"Well," I said, resigned. "Talk to me."
"About what?"
"What's that you need to talk, so we can get through it."
Joe was silent and I could tell she was really thinking about it. And how do you think I took the
opportunity to look at him. It was something I thought I'd never get tired of doing and I felt like I
was being deprived of his face for so long. Now I scanned it eagerly seek changes and minor
changes. He did not look so exhausted when he had last night. The hollows in the cheeks and under
the eyes are still there, but it seemed softer somehow. Also, I noticed his lips seemed a little swollen
and there was a slight red tint on his chin where my beard he irritated skin. I marked it, and it
pleased me.
I was so caught up in admiring him that I was almost surprised when he spoke. "Are you all right?"
He asked quietly.
I looked at him. Million smart ass answers were on the lips, but I held back. If we were to have any
chance, we will have to start being open and honest with each other. We got wasted so god damn
much time dancing around each other anymore.
"I'm going," I finally spoke. "It was not easy, but I had a lot of help from many people, and I think I
can finally say I think it will be fine."
"You have no idea how much I regret that you can not include me with the group," Joe's voice was
soft and hesitant, but never breaking eye contact.
"Yeah, but honestly," I looked back at him. "I wish that, too."
He looked surprised, almost shocked, but he thought he would just pretend that we did not have any
luggage between us, he was dead wrong. One thing I learned in therapy - he could not let things
fester, if you wanted to make them worse. We needed to deal with it, and since you brought it up, I
thought, that's no time like the present.

2. "Look Joe," I continued relentlessly. "I will not pretend that I did not miss or you wish that you could
be here my friend, if nothing else."
Now he lowered his head, but not before I saw tears in his eyes - a shame
.
"But that's all right, Joe, really," I went and knelt beside him and took his chin in his hand. "Well, so
long, I thought you were just about perfect. When I thought about you was that, as the ideal man,
who was big and strong and smart and always knew all the right answers."
He sniffed. "You've got to be kidding me."
"No, it was damn annoying sometimes had to try and keep up with this picture I had of you. So when
you started ..." Joe groaned. "When you ran, it was a shock, and it hurt, but it was almost a relief.
Since the first time I could think of you as a real person and not some golden image I had in mind.,
And you know what was really surprising ? "
"No," he whispered.
"I realized that I loved you more than I thought I was. Because nobody can really be in love with
perfection, it's fucking boring."
This is a laugh out of it. "Well, then you must be head over heels with me."
"Oh yeah," I said and kissed him gently.
He broke the kiss and smiled at me. "I want you to know that I swear that my running days are
over."
"They better be," I agreed. "Because next time I'll follow you like a dog, and it will not be enough,
when I catch up with you."
Then I got up and went back to bed and lay down on it. I thought it was probably quite true now. We
should talk about this a lot, but maybe - at least initially - it would be better to do it in small doses.
"Now, where were we?" I shook my eyebrows at him and then spreads her legs to give him a good
look at what I wanted to focus on the next. "I remember talking about shopping for water heaters"
Joe blinked, but I could see that he was as nervous as I was, to some serious last minute for us. He
slowly got up and threw a towel on the floor and swaggered toward me until he stood towering
above where I was sitting on the bed.
"Oh yeah," he smiled wolfishly. "A very good idea indeed., But I think it will be going to have to wait
for later."
"Indeed you have plans for us?" She teased him.
"My turn," he said. "You picked the last time."
"That sounds fair, I GUE ... Oomph!" I growled as I tackle Joe threw his body directly over my bed.

3. For a while we were all arms and legs. I was not sure if we love one or the initiation of a wrestling
match, but whatever it was, it certainly was damn funny. Then Joe removed all doubt by pinning his
hands above his head and kissed me. He finished on top again, but it did not bother me a bit.
Oky we push our hips together as two of the thirteen years of age, who do not quite know how to go
about things. But of course that's not the case - at least for me, and I decided to move things along. I
lifted my legs up until they were almost tucked into their boxes. That put my ass on the screen nicely
and Joe's next move slipped through my hole making it twitch with pleasure.
Joe was in a rhythm now, and just as I was looking forward to the next step when I realized Joe
stopped moving. I waited for a few seconds, but it did not seem in any fast resume, and as I thought
I knew what the deal may be I decided to lay off the hook.
"Look, if you're concerned about what happened to me and Elliot, do not be. I think that yes, it
makes me a little nervous, but ..."
"No," I said stop. "I mean, yes, I'm worried about it, but I will not come to do something you are not
prepared for, and I'm sure you will not shit to you, so I think it's not really a problem." He paused
and took a deep breath. "The thing that ... Jesus, it's embarrassing, but ... How the fuck do I do?"
"You mean you've never ...?"
He shook his head unhappily. "Well there was one with the girl, but ... I'd rather go into it."
I suppressed the urge to laugh. "First of all, you first." I reached out and fumbled in his nightstand
until I came up with the best of friends, lubricant and condoms gay men. I showed them to Joe and
watched nervously swallowed.
"I'll just put it here," I set it in the cushions. "That is the way it will close when we need them."
"You were a Boy Scout, is not it?"
I rolled my eyes. "Not a chance, but I've always admired their motto," I pulled him to me and gave
him a sloppy kiss. Suddenly I stopped when I thought. "You want to do it right? I think this is where
you're headed in the right?"
Joe raised his eyebrows and looked at me like I just lost my mind.
"Okay, just checking," I laughed, and stopped any comments he might have had would stick his
tongue back into his throat.
With such support, it will take him long at all to get excited again. I was impressed, so I'll be right
back in the same position he had abandoned a few minutes ago. Again, I broke the embrace.
"Um Joe," I whispered between kisses. "Joe, wait."
He groaned: "What now?"
"We need to make you fit."
"Yeah, sure," he said sheepishly.

4. "And you need me ready," I grinned at the sight of his face. "Do not worry, I'll talk through it."
We both sat down and I reached back and grabbed a condom and lubricant. I looked at Joe's lap.
Sexual banter we have been putting together over the last few hours takes its toll. Could a hole in
the wall with his penis it was so hard. And I started to sound like I just finished the Boston
Marathon. As I watched the decline precum bubbled up from his slit and began to trickle down his
shaft. I reached down and fingertip blurry slippery liquid down his shaft.
"Keep doing that," said Joe. "And what will be before they start."
"Hmmm, I do not," I agreed. I handed him a condom and watched his trembling hands refused to
obey his command to tear it open.
He saw me looking and smiled sheepishly. "You would think that I would never do that."
I took a condom out of his hand and jumped out of the film. Then I took a piece of lubricant and
slicked up Joe. He hissed at the feeling, but said nothing.
"Well, technically," I slid a thin latex down over his rod. "You do not."
I handed him a lubricant. Maybe you have not experienced, but caught on quickly. He pressed a blob
on the slippery stuff on the fingers and shuddered, just from the contact. He looked at me, and I in
his eyes, the reality of what we are preparing for it had only really sank in. He did not look a bit
unhappy about that one.
"Warm it," I warned and watched slid around a minute does just that.
I lay down on my stomach and spread her legs and waited. To him long before come to this step too.
I felt his hand sliding through my tears, until his finger made contact with my pucker.
"Ohhh yeah," I encouraged him.
Again and again walked around his middle, and then carefully pushed. But there was nothing
tentative about me and lifted my hips and I was impaled on his finger. His hand stilled.
"Go on," I said hoarsely. "Explore a little."
Obediently, he moved his finger and laughed when he saw my matching thrill of excitement. "God,
it's so soft," he said, surprised. "I did not know it would be this, almost like velvet or suede or
something, and muscles -. Amazing"
Sure, I'm really not in the mood to talk anatomy. "Next," I said. "Put another finger in."
There was no hesitation this time, he added a second digit. I was glad that my muscles seemed to be
waking up to the mind what is required of them and released after a few seconds. But even so it was
a bit annoying. It is, after all, a very long time.
I grimaced. "You have to add some more lube."
He was immediately concerned. "Are you okay with that?"

5. "Yes, just a little more fat," I assured him.
"Well," forget the cold and squirted a big splash right on my ass and I hissed from the feeling. "Shit
I'm sorry."
"That's impossible," I twisted around and looked at him. "Just remember, payback is hell."
His eyes clouded for a moment, and I swore softly to himself. Damn, that's another Cam. I was not
ready to bottom for the rest of my life. One of the things being convinced me to Saul O. Well, I
thought, one step at a time and for today was fucked up was exactly what I wanted.
Joe put his fingers back to me when my thoughts wandered, and I was glad that the problem is
almost completely gone. "How many of these things is enough?"
"If you think you have used too much, it's probably just about right," I managed to say through my
sexual haze. Pretty good success when he realized my brain was almost no oxygen.
Joe added another finger, and when he did, he inadvertently rubbed my hot spot.
"Hummph," I growled and I smile at the answer.
"Do you like it?" Asked Joe, and then to prove to himself that he again found a place.
"Oh, yes," I pulled on my side; Make sure that your fingers nestled in the ass and grabbed his other
hand to kiss him. When we finally arrived at the air, we were both moaning.
"It's time," I gasped.
He pushed my stomach and I pulled the legs to his chest that he has an easy target. I felt the weight
of it on his back and his now slippery cock slid home it is a goal ...
"You're shaking," Joe stopped. "And I do not mean that in a good way."
He was right. Damn! It was Saul and Kevin again. I felt panic churning in my gut. Damn, Elliot and
every bully who ever lived, including all those guys who thought, "No" was a relative term that did
not include.
Joe was not one of them. He was on me like a shot and then suddenly grabbed my limp body and
pulled me to him. "Mike, baby - it's all right," he stroked and cooed over and over again until I got
some of my senses.
"I'm sorry," I whispered. "I did not think it would happen. Want you to fuck too!"
"Believe me, my love, I've figured it out," he said with a sexy smile and we both laughed a small joke.
At least it seemed to break the tension last few moments. I stopped shaking, and just to prove to
both of us, I'm fine, I pulled out of his arms.
Joe followed me until he was satisfied I was really okay and then sat on his heels and cocked his
head to the side. "So, what do you think happened, what you went?"
So typical, I thought. Of course, Joe would be like this - practical, acceptance, peace. First, take care

6. of it, and then figure out what happened, so it could be avoided in the future. It is these instincts
that he is going to do a great doctor one day.
I sighed and thought about it for a while. "I do not think it was that you were on my back and I could
not see you. Suddenly I felt trapped."
Joe nodded gravely and wondered what I just said. "Okay, well maybe there is some way we can get
around this," he studied my face. "Unless you want to try it again so soon."
It was up to me to raise an eyebrow. "You're out of your fucking mind?"
He laughed and then fell back on the bed and stretched out his hand. "Then take me, I'm yours."
I looked at him. Mine. I shook my head - unfucking believable. I was offered a miracle and who
sometimes turn to one of them? I leaned over and kissed him.
This time it was Joe who remained at the bottom and I, who led them. In the past it has never been a
favorite location of mine, but I felt good, I needed to be in control. Already Joe seemed to intuitively
know what pleases me most, give me the strength. And even if I could see into the conflict, his jaw
and shoulder tension and the way his fists grabbed a blanket under him, it was almost killed him
remain passive, he did it.
Fortunately, when I felt I was back in my comfort zone, I was just as eager as he is. So I straddled
his hips and felt Joe cock brush against her back and excited at the thought that soon, that big hard
piece of meat that is in me. And this time there will be no second thoughts.
"Are you ready?" My voice was an octave lower than normal, and it sounded more like a growl than
anything human.
"Oh yeah," Joe sounded equally stressed.
I swung at the same time I got around and grabbed it with my hand. Then, slowly, I focused my ass
to him. Like the bull's eye beckons arrow, we met. I watched Joe's face as I slowly slid the head of
his penis. His eyes widened and then narrowed as impaling me feeling took over.
It was a slow process, this consumption of our love. Maybe I did the ride, but I was still skeptical and
I needed time to process everything that my body tells me. Thank goodness Joe was not as big as
Cam. Although I always loved it in the end, the beginning of my fucks with him was always suffering
and I would never adjusted to his size. Joe, on the other hand, seemed to have been made for me. I
felt full, but never to the point where I thought I would break away from the circuit. It was such a
relief. And when I finally sat to the side, I realized that the first time I'd been violated, without losing
my hard-on.
But it was more than the size that made it a much different experience. From the first time on this
damn boat seductive Cam, getting fucked was a real ordeal for me. The act of submission - spreading
legs and my butt and another man I could mount almost more than I could stand. Of course, I have
to endure - often with great enthusiasm. But still, that was always the moment that the place where I
tried almost in a panic, expel the object in the ass. Because to be penetrated, to be taken like this,
just never seemed quite right to me, no matter how good it got me.
Not this time. Not with Joe. As I felt enter into me, I did not feel dominated. There was no idea that

7. somehow allowing his cock in my ass I am younger than him. On the other hand, look and watch the
wonder and joy in the face, proud of me. I could give him that - to me - no one else. It was love, it
was sex, and most of all it was completed for both of us. And I knew that no matter what happened
between us that this feeling would be there in my heart for the rest of my life.
Finally, I had the whole interior. I was shaking again, but this time it was in a good sense. Joe was
covered with sweat and his breath rasped in a quick gasps that pointed to his rapidly rising and
falling chest. Again, I realized that it was his first time with a guy and it was clear that the
experience affected him deeply. Again, I was surprised that he was so obedient. I knew from my own
experience that for the first time is so overwhelming that it is almost impossible to bear. But that
would not try to hurry me or showed any disappointment when I hesitated again and again, taking
the time to feel that crowded go away.
"I love you," we said together.
Joe moved his feet restlessly and I saw that it was my cue. I'm a little shook and groaned. I leaned
over and grabbed him by the shoulders like braces and then lifted his hips a few inches.
"Oh God," twisted head movement unbearable pleasure.
My thoughts exactly.
I plan on taking this slow, reveling in the feeling of the first time for us to create. Creating a memory
that we will never be able to forget. Nice thought, but I found that once I started there was no way I
wanted it to stop until the final explosion. Faster and faster I every time prolong his way, until only
the head of his penis remained in me when I pulled hovering just for a second and then slammed
back on its side. Joe helped me push and get the extra bit of something extra millimeter seemed to
me crave.
My legs trembled under pressure and my sweat splash on Joe mixed with his own and glistening in
tiny puddles in dips and contours of his hard body. Just looking at all those wet male body from my
balls draw up and I knew it was time for some manual stimulation of his own dick. Joe had other
ideas. He grabbed my hand and held it as he half rose and half pulled me down until our lips met
hot, sweet kiss. I do not know if he knew what would happen, or if it's just dumb luck, but the
change in the position of his penis sent a charge through my prostate and the strangled cry that
echoed in each of our mouths, I came without touching himself .
My ass pulsed once, twice, and then I lost count of how my penis violently and spewed its load on
our chest and abdomen. Joe shouted my name as my ass transmits his joy on his penis and another
one to scream, he joined me in my newfound state of sexual delirium and filled the condom with his
hot liquid.
"Oh God, oh God," he whispered in my ear after I collapsed on him. "Oh God, Mike," he tried to lift
his head and look at my face. "Are you okay?"