A Fantasy Come True: Part I

One sexual fantasy has been foremost in my mind the last year. Having my scrotum parted by another man's member and having my sac be a labia instead. During masturbation sessions this fantasy has almost exclusively has brought me to orgasm. Even thinking on it breifly makes me stiff.

It is a wonderful fantasy, and I have spent much time considering it, I've felt strongly drawn to making it reality. But was afraid someone I knew would find out, or the doctors would think I was crazy and would place me in an institution. It would prolly be expensive and take a long time to earn the money. I felt very alone and in despair, I felt I would never realize my fondest wish.

Then Roger entered my life. Roger was a new employee at the department store where I worked. I was asked to train Roger as my assistant in the Men's department. I had been working there about three years when I was promoted to management. I had been running the men's department about a year and a half when Roger was hired.

When we first met I felt strongly attracted to him. At 6'2" he towered over the five and a half feet that made up my height. He had dark hair and had a healthy tan. His well-toned muscles showed nicely through his shirt.

I was both astonished and embarassed, for at that time I had never felt like that about another guy. Nor, despite my fantasy, did I consider myself anything but straight, which had added to my prior feeling of despair when considering my fantasy.

Roger was great trainee, his knowledge of the merchandise improved rapidly, and he was excellent with customers. At the end of three months I felt as comfortable with his abilities to run the department as I did with my own, maybe even more so. Although I felt completly comfortable with him as my assistant, my personal feelings for him made me stumble alot when the department was less busy and the conversation came to personal matters.

I found out that his family had a large estate in virginia and that he had moved here to be on his own. Despite having quite a large trust fund he wanted to work for his living. I admired that. When he asked what my background was I used every ounce of strenght to hold back from blushing at his interest. I told him my own family treated me badly growing up and I had moved to get away from them and be my own person, and to live as I wished. From this mutual history of going on our own despite our parents treatment we became fast friends.

As we became better friends over the next weeks we discovered both of us had a penchant for backgammon. Realizing this I invited him over for pizza and a round of games.

While glad to have him over to play, I was also quite nervous. What if he spotted me glancing at him in the store? What if I couldnt hold back from blushing? What was I thinking?

Despite my fears, and my secretive glances at his parts, he showed no sign of knowing what was on my mind and we talked as if we knew each other all our lives. Even as close as his large frame was to mine, my fears of uncontrolled blushing never fullfilled themselves and I became completely relaxed about him. Even my glances become less frequent. And I started feeling guilty about my feelings for him even as they continued to grow and deepen. Having Roger over to play backgammon became a regualar event...

One night the owner of the department store came to visit just as Roger and I getting the depatment ready for closing.

He said: "You and Roger have been doing a terrific job. Your sales figures over the last 3 months have almost doubled. We want to give you both a promotion and pay raise."

"What is the promotion?" Roger asked

The owner responded: "Both of you will be put in charge of store-wide operation and training. Along with those duties you will also be responsible for checking the store before closing and locking up."

"And the raise?" Roger bravely asked.

"You will both receive a 50% increase in salary and benifits." the owner responded.

At the same time, we responded: "We'll do it!"

A couple of weeks later Roger came over for another round of pizza and backgammon. It was right after getting our first checks with the new raise. We both felt like millionares.

As we rolled our dice to decide who would start, he suggested: "You up for a little wagering tonight?"

I looked at the fat wad of money from the check I had cashed earlier day and said: "Why not?"

"Great, how bout a base bet of 10 dollars?" asked Roger.

"Nah, I got a better idea." I said weighing the wad of cash in my hand, how bout 50?"

Roger responded: "Dunno, it's an awful large amount."

I explained: "Maybe but in two weeks we get another check. And I know you have the money if u get really strapped for cash."

"And.." I continued"..I'm taking the same risk as you are"

Roger responded: "Ok as long as there are no hard feelings either way the games go."

I responded truthfully: "Don't worry,there is no danger of that from me."

"Ok, let's play."

Now, over the past weeks Roger and I had played we found ourselves evenly matched, and we had had many close games. And, despite the close ones I won, and the way I rubbed it in a bit, all Roger did was smile softly and say: "Good game."

However,this time, to my astonishment, I watched as game after game Roger trounced me and his pile of cash grew and grew.

I remarked: "The dice are with you tonight, Ive never seen you play so good."

Roger responded: "Thank you, it seems the dice gods are smiling down on me." Roger looked at the clock: "It's really late, about time for me to go."

I had completely lost track of the time. I had watched all night as his pile had grown and grown as mine had grown smaller by the minute. Less than a hundred dollars was left and I was wondering how I could possibly win back all the money I had lost that night befor Roger had to leave.

Seeing the worried expression on my face he offered: "I hope this isnt going to cause any hard feelings between us."

I responded: "No, I mean, i can make it through the next weeks ok, just kinda wish i hadnt bet so much."

Roger explained: "Well I dont want to cause u any problems. Here," he offered, handing me the money he won from me, "Let's just forget we did any of this. We were just two buddies playing a little game."

I responded: "No, no that wouldnt be fair either, u won that money fair and square, it's up to me to deal with my choice."

Roger offered: "Ok, I think I know a way we can put this behind us. and you dont have to bet another cent."

I asked: "How so?"

Roger explained: "Simple, if you win, u get back all the money I won from you."

"And you win?"

"If I win, you do a favor for me, and no matter what it is you must do it." Roger Explained

I thought about it a second. He and I had been friends for a while and, partially because of my feelings for him, I had come to trust him. I couldnt imagine him doing any harm despite the open ended promise I would be making.

"Ok" I answered, "Let's do it."

"Are you sure?"

I rolled the dice in response. There was a point when i thought I had him beat. I had 3 of his men behind 4 rows of mine. But then he got a bunch of doubles and then, almost out of nowhere he had 3 of my men on the bar and all of his beared off.

Roger smiled: "I guess that means I get a favor from you."

I looked back at him, slightly shaking in anticipation. What was he going to ask me to do??

"I guess so." I responded. "What do u want me to do."

Roger said: "For the next 3 hours i want you to do anything I ask of you. Will you?"

Nervously I responded: "I said I would do whatever favor u asked of me. If that is the favor i will do it."

Roger smiled: "Then to start the three hours, take back your money."

As he handed back the money I looked at him dazedly.

"Are you sure?" I asked

Roger replied: "Yes I didnt really win it fairly."

I responded: "What do u mean??"

Roger exclaimed: "I am a professional level backgammon player."

Confused, I responded: "And I beat you before how??"

"I let you."

"Why??"

"Because I saw you looking at me."

I was both shocked, surprised and horrified. What had I gotten myself into?? Did he know how I felt about him??

"You saw me looking at you?"

"Yes", he replied, "And it's ok, I like you too."

Cautiously, I asked: "What do you mean?"

"As more than just friends," he explained. " I'd like to make love to you."

Although i was still upset, upset about how he had entrapped me into giving him a favor, and worried about what exactly he had in mind for me, I responded: "I would like you to as well."

"What about how I got you to accept doing a favor for me??"

"Well you won fair and square," I explained, "and on top of that you gave me back the money. And, " I released the tension in my body from the worry, Ive liked you as more then friends ever since we met and even more so as ive gotten to know you." I blushed harder than i ever had before and my pants began to tent.

"I will do whatever you want." I blushed.

"Despite how i won?"

"Even because of it." I answered.

Noticing the look on my face, and the bulge in my pants he said: let's go to bed.

As he took my hand and kissed me on the cheek I blushed and thought: "I hope he loves me."

Coming Soon: PART II :Fantasies Come to Light