The Awakening of Michael – Part One

It had been a long day and Michael was on his way home from work. Michael worked in a bookstore in the town centre. It was a decent enough job, he got on with everybody who worked there and he got a decent wage. The only problem was he didn’t like the amount of time it took him to get home after a long shift.

Michael wanted to get home as quickly as possible there was a chill in the air and it looked like it would rain at any moment. He decided the quickest route was to go across the park.
The park was large for such a little town; it was split in half by a road that was rarely used. On the side of the park Michael was approaching there was a small café, a museum and some bird cages. If there was anybody in the park they would be on this side, it was well lit and every now and then it would be patrolled by park rangers.

As Michael got to the entrance of the park he stood and looked at the entrance for a moment. Two stone pillars still stood at either side of the path, a gate used to sit in the middle but that was a long time ago before Michael was born, he noticed that he was completely alone. This didn’t bother him he was used to being alone.

He was the only guy in his group of mates who didn’t have a girlfriend, he did want one at some point but for the moment he was happy just being free, being able to sleep with whomever he wanted and whoever wanted him. He didn’t have a problem making friends with girls, he was a handsome guy. He had light brown short hair and intense green eyes framed by long dark lashes.

Michael walked down the path that led through the first side of the park; he walked past the bandstand, the spot where he had lost his virginity 6 months ago. There was a slight twinge in his pants are he recalled the memory. He followed the path down past the museum and to the road that split the two parts of the park. He stood for a moment checking for traffic then crossed.

This side of the park had a lake in the middle and was surrounded by wooded areas, it was impossible to see to the other side not only because of the wooded areas but because it was now very dark it wasn’t lit like the other side. There was a path that was lit and it had benches stationed at certain intervals this is the route Michael took.

There was nobody around and Michael wanted to rest for a moment, he looked up at the dark swirling mass that was the sky, it was definitely going to rain but so far it had held off. He sat down at one of the benches choosing one that wasn’t directly under one of the few lights on the path.

He figured it was the perfect time for a joint; he couldn’t smoke at home, if his parents caught him he’d be out on the streets, he decided it was best to do as his parents wished, he wasn’t ready to fend for himself yet.

Michael pulled a perfectly rolled joint from his top pocket, stuck one end in his mouth and lit the fatter end using a Zippo that he found on his way home from work one day. He breathed in deeply letting the smoke fill his lungs, when he exhaled he could feel the drug working slowly, every part of his body was beginning to relax.

The wind was increasing and the chill was more intense, trees were creaking, ducks on the lake were making noise. Michael was starting to get paranoid he was sure there was somebody else around he kept hearing the rustling of leaves and twigs snapping. The wind died down a bit and the noises stopped. Michael relaxed a bit and took a few more puffs on the joint.
His mind began to wonder, whenever Michael smoked pot he always ended up feeling a bit horny and this time was no different.

He was remembering what had happened six months ago under the shelter of the bandstand. He and a few friends from college were having a few drinks and as the night went on and people slipped off home he found himself alone with Nikki. Nikki was a shy girl from his art history class, she’d never came out with the group before, Michael thought she was quite pretty she had mousy coloured hair and natural cherry red lips.

After a few more drinks and a joint or two one thing led to another, they were both pretty drunk and they ended up fucking. He was just happy that he’d lost his virginity and Nikki seemed to feel the same even thought they never spoke again.
The memory made Michaels cock rock hard and he began to rub it through his jeans, he had forgotten about where he was and what was going on around him.
Michael jumped, a man in his mid thirties had just joined him on the bench. Michael quickly flicked away the joint and removed his hand from his crotch.
“So how much do you charge?” asked the man, Michael had no idea what he was going on about.

“How much do I charge for what?” Michael was still very confused, maybe the man saw him smoking the joint and wanted to buy a bit of pot off him.
“How much do you charge for your ass?” a look of shock and confusion came over Michael’s face “you are a rent boy, aren’t you?”
“I’m not a rent boy, I was just on my way home from work when I stopped for a smoke” the man had a smile on his face.
“Sorry didn’t mean to offend you, I just saw you sitting in this area of the park stroking your cock and I thought you might be up for some fun” The man was checking Michael out as he spoke.

Michael realised where he had stopped, this area of the park at night was the usual cruising spot for local gay men. He’d walked through the park before at this time of night and had never seen any evidence of it but then again he didn’t go and look around all the wooded areas that dominated this side of the park.
“I’m not gay and I don’t charge people for sex” Michael got up from the bench “I’d better be on my way home”
“So there’s no chance of having a quick smoke with you” Michael sat back down and got another joint from his top pocket. He wasn’t really in any hurry to get home he just wanted to get there before the weather took a turn for the worse, but at the moment the rain was holding back. Plus he never turned down the chance to have another joint.

The two men sat on the bench taking drags of the joint and exchanging small talk, and then the man started asking whether Michael was in a relationship.
“No I’m not, I prefer to be single it allows me to have more fun” After the second joint Michael was feeling more relaxed, he stared at the man noticing how handsome he was, his sweeping blonde hair, the penetrating blue eyes and a pearly smile.

Michael wasn’t gay but being an art student he learnt to see beauty in everything whether it was a man or a woman.
“You know you have to most beautiful eyes I’ve ever seen” Michael knew it wouldn’t lead to anything so he let the man carry on with his cheesy chat up lines. “And your smile is so innocent” he couldn’t help but laugh, the man started laughing to
“So you’ve only ever been with women?”
“Yes well they were more girls than women, I have had thoughts about whether I was gay or not, I suppose every teenager goes through that phase in their lives”
“Well you don’t know what your missing, if there’s one thing gay men know its how to please other men, my names Dave by the way I don’t think I mentioned it before” Dave moved closer to Michael and rested his had on Michael’s thigh. Then he whispered in to Michael’s ear
“Do you want to see what you’re missing out on?” Michael didn’t say anything.

Dave’s hand continued up Michael’s thigh and he started rubbing the same point that Michael was rubbing earlier, Michaels cock began to swell again. Dave undid the top button of Michael’s jeans and gently undid the zipper revealing a pair of white boxer shorts. He slid his hand in to the slit on the front of the boxers and wrapped his fingers around Michael’s shaft.
Michael moaned, and this encouraged Dave to stroke his penis harder, his hand glided up and down Michael’s length of meat, it felt a lot better than when Michael did it himself.
Dave continued to work the young guys cock, the night had turned out better than he thought it would though the night was just starting what Dave had in store for Michael would take a good hour or two.