My Guardian Angel (M/M) *Part IV Available*
Posted: Wed Apr 29, 2020 3:46 am
Part I
Angelo was a gorgeous 27 year old guy in one of my night classes. He appeared to be slightly asian,
with short black hair, a slightly twinkish but fit body, and a clean shaven face and slightly darkened
skin. He had a keen sense of style which was a mixture of nerdy and sexy, wearing black thick rimmed
glasses and a necklace over his tight T-shirts and with very tight jeans which wonderfully accentuated
his wonderful bubble butt. Sometimes the waistband of his underwear was visible, which was black
and bore the top of the words “Calvin Klein”. I could only speculate what type of underwear, he
seemed like a personality which would wear boxer briefs. However very faint lines sometimes visible
through his tight pants made me believe they are tight fitting low rise style briefs. Some might describe
him as a “pretty boy” but he did not have a conceited personality whatsoever, his humble and friendly
attitude made him very popular with everyone. He would easily get any girl he wanted, however it was
known that he was openly gay. You wouldn’t know this from merely talking to him as he didn't wear this
detail on his sleeve. I actually knew him as being part of a social group I had once found myself in bad
standing with after getting in a heated political argument with one of them. Ever since then, one guy
in particular named Seth in particular seemed to have it out for me, sort of a real jock type-A personality.
I still remember all of them threatening revenge on me. Angelo himself calmed things down, urging him
to back off. This was partially what drew me to Angelo, in addition to his looks of course.
I had a crush on him for quite some time, though as a shy introvert who was somewhat average
looking I had long considered him out of my league. I myself was a 30 year old going back to school
to obtain a bachelors degree in finance. Not a bad catch by any means, but I couldn’t imagine a guy
like Angelo paying much attention to me. I was a person who held romantic attraction to guys on
occasion, but for the most part kept to myself and shy’d away from relationships. Every so often I
would check Grindr for some potential romantic partners in the area or just out of boredom, but
nothing substantial ever came from it. Only rarely would I actually find myself infatuated with a
person, and Angelo happened to be one such rare occasion. I was frustrated because I could never
really have a decent chance to talk to him, I would only mostly see him from afar.
However this all changed with this most recent night class, as not only was he also in this class
but had even taken a liking to sitting in front of me. My heart swooned on the first day when he walked
up to where I was sitting and took the seat in front of me. He saw me make eye contact and gave me
a warm smile. “I know you” he said with a nonchalant friendly tone. Somewhat nervous but keeping
my cool, I laughed and struck up a brief conversation with him. Eventually I worked up some courage
and made a bold suggestion. “Hey would you want to form a mini study group? Might be helpful for
a class like this.” I said, feeling sort of a wave of heat rush through my body immediately after
saying it. “Sure, come over to my place sometime” he said, much to my surprise and excitement.
It might've been my imagination but he appeared to maintain his gaze on me for a few seconds,
giving a slight flirtatious smirk. We only had arranged to meet up but I felt overjoyed, moments like
this felt like a rare treat!
We had several meetings and studied, getting along as friends. Typical meetings about the
subject matter. However something quickly happened which changed our chemistry. One night I was
browsing Grindr as normal looking for some hope of romance when there I saw it. One of the pictures
on the screen was of Angelo. My heart raced. “Do I dare view his profile? Possibly even message him?”
I pondered. I was well aware that if I even view his profile, he would be able to see that I had done so.
Eventually I did so. His profile was pretty standard, nothing over the top though I couldn't help but
notice that he mentioned a love for kink and bondage, which I also love. I also took note of him mentioning
that he's an aspiring massage therapist. His pictures were all clothed and his description merely said he
was hoping to meet guys in the area. I thought about sending him a message to really break the ice but
I couldn't do it. I minimized the app and switched to watching YouTube for awhile, my heart racing over
what just took place. He’d know I was on the app for sure. Eventually I reopened Grindr and froze in
terror when I saw that he had messaged me. I opened it and saw the words “Shhhhhhh. Don't say
anything to anyone about me being on here please. Lets keep this our little secret.” I responded
“Of course! No problem at all”. He later responded “Good boy . Guess I wont have to kidnap you
after all, haha jk”. His flirtatious and dominating way of saying that filled me with warmth!
At our next study group it inevitable came up. “So…” He said. “I was shocked to see you were gay!”
“Sort of” I said. “Hard to explain, I like some kinky bondage play here and there, maybe some cuddling or
romance sometimes. Sorry, I know that sounds weird”. “Nah, I get it, you're complicated, we all are” he
said understandingly. I wanted to keep the topic going. “So I saw you want to be a massage therapist.
Thats cool!” I blurted. “Yeah, Im a very sensual person and love the feeling of putting my hands on someone
while they relax.” “Hmmm guess you like to gently be in control of a guy” I said jokingly. Once I said it I
noticed that look of his again, keeping his gaze on me and giving a slight smirk. “I guess you could say that”
he said, his eyes moving up and down my body. This made me shiver with slight arousal. “Want a sample?”
He asked, making me blush. “Sure!” He stood up and walked behind me. My heart soared as he gently
put his hands on my shoulders and began kneading. His soft hands felt so gentle and sensual, I didn’t want
it to end. Every so often he grazed my arms and neck with his finger tips with a sense of flow, making me
quiver. “Feels amazing” I said softly, falling into a trance. Then it happened. “Man, you're too good at
th-mmph”. Mid sentence I was cut off as I felt his hand slowly come up still in rhythm with his strokes and
his palm gently but firmly press over my mouth, his fingers pressing against my cheek. “Shhhhhhhhhhh.
Your mouth is making too much noise. Just relax...” he softly whispered into my ear. I had never been so
aroused in my life. I breathed heavily through my nose, and a probably noticeable bulge began to appear
in my pants. Turns out he did notice. “Awww you like this? Looks like your pants are getting tighter”
He whispered, keeping his hand tightly over my mouth and continuing to graze my neck, now occasionally
going up to stroke my hair. I was helpless as my body was numb with pure ecstasy. He applied a little
pressure to my mouth so that I gazed up at him, meeting his teasing gaze. “Bondage play huh? Maybe
I’ll snatch you up and make you my hushed captive one of these days” he cooed. I could've stayed that
way forever but eventually he stopped and we resumed our studying. As I left, he gave me one last
flirtatious smirk. "See you soon" he said.
End of Part I
Angelo was a gorgeous 27 year old guy in one of my night classes. He appeared to be slightly asian,
with short black hair, a slightly twinkish but fit body, and a clean shaven face and slightly darkened
skin. He had a keen sense of style which was a mixture of nerdy and sexy, wearing black thick rimmed
glasses and a necklace over his tight T-shirts and with very tight jeans which wonderfully accentuated
his wonderful bubble butt. Sometimes the waistband of his underwear was visible, which was black
and bore the top of the words “Calvin Klein”. I could only speculate what type of underwear, he
seemed like a personality which would wear boxer briefs. However very faint lines sometimes visible
through his tight pants made me believe they are tight fitting low rise style briefs. Some might describe
him as a “pretty boy” but he did not have a conceited personality whatsoever, his humble and friendly
attitude made him very popular with everyone. He would easily get any girl he wanted, however it was
known that he was openly gay. You wouldn’t know this from merely talking to him as he didn't wear this
detail on his sleeve. I actually knew him as being part of a social group I had once found myself in bad
standing with after getting in a heated political argument with one of them. Ever since then, one guy
in particular named Seth in particular seemed to have it out for me, sort of a real jock type-A personality.
I still remember all of them threatening revenge on me. Angelo himself calmed things down, urging him
to back off. This was partially what drew me to Angelo, in addition to his looks of course.
I had a crush on him for quite some time, though as a shy introvert who was somewhat average
looking I had long considered him out of my league. I myself was a 30 year old going back to school
to obtain a bachelors degree in finance. Not a bad catch by any means, but I couldn’t imagine a guy
like Angelo paying much attention to me. I was a person who held romantic attraction to guys on
occasion, but for the most part kept to myself and shy’d away from relationships. Every so often I
would check Grindr for some potential romantic partners in the area or just out of boredom, but
nothing substantial ever came from it. Only rarely would I actually find myself infatuated with a
person, and Angelo happened to be one such rare occasion. I was frustrated because I could never
really have a decent chance to talk to him, I would only mostly see him from afar.
However this all changed with this most recent night class, as not only was he also in this class
but had even taken a liking to sitting in front of me. My heart swooned on the first day when he walked
up to where I was sitting and took the seat in front of me. He saw me make eye contact and gave me
a warm smile. “I know you” he said with a nonchalant friendly tone. Somewhat nervous but keeping
my cool, I laughed and struck up a brief conversation with him. Eventually I worked up some courage
and made a bold suggestion. “Hey would you want to form a mini study group? Might be helpful for
a class like this.” I said, feeling sort of a wave of heat rush through my body immediately after
saying it. “Sure, come over to my place sometime” he said, much to my surprise and excitement.
It might've been my imagination but he appeared to maintain his gaze on me for a few seconds,
giving a slight flirtatious smirk. We only had arranged to meet up but I felt overjoyed, moments like
this felt like a rare treat!
We had several meetings and studied, getting along as friends. Typical meetings about the
subject matter. However something quickly happened which changed our chemistry. One night I was
browsing Grindr as normal looking for some hope of romance when there I saw it. One of the pictures
on the screen was of Angelo. My heart raced. “Do I dare view his profile? Possibly even message him?”
I pondered. I was well aware that if I even view his profile, he would be able to see that I had done so.
Eventually I did so. His profile was pretty standard, nothing over the top though I couldn't help but
notice that he mentioned a love for kink and bondage, which I also love. I also took note of him mentioning
that he's an aspiring massage therapist. His pictures were all clothed and his description merely said he
was hoping to meet guys in the area. I thought about sending him a message to really break the ice but
I couldn't do it. I minimized the app and switched to watching YouTube for awhile, my heart racing over
what just took place. He’d know I was on the app for sure. Eventually I reopened Grindr and froze in
terror when I saw that he had messaged me. I opened it and saw the words “Shhhhhhh. Don't say
anything to anyone about me being on here please. Lets keep this our little secret.” I responded
“Of course! No problem at all”. He later responded “Good boy . Guess I wont have to kidnap you
after all, haha jk”. His flirtatious and dominating way of saying that filled me with warmth!
At our next study group it inevitable came up. “So…” He said. “I was shocked to see you were gay!”
“Sort of” I said. “Hard to explain, I like some kinky bondage play here and there, maybe some cuddling or
romance sometimes. Sorry, I know that sounds weird”. “Nah, I get it, you're complicated, we all are” he
said understandingly. I wanted to keep the topic going. “So I saw you want to be a massage therapist.
Thats cool!” I blurted. “Yeah, Im a very sensual person and love the feeling of putting my hands on someone
while they relax.” “Hmmm guess you like to gently be in control of a guy” I said jokingly. Once I said it I
noticed that look of his again, keeping his gaze on me and giving a slight smirk. “I guess you could say that”
he said, his eyes moving up and down my body. This made me shiver with slight arousal. “Want a sample?”
He asked, making me blush. “Sure!” He stood up and walked behind me. My heart soared as he gently
put his hands on my shoulders and began kneading. His soft hands felt so gentle and sensual, I didn’t want
it to end. Every so often he grazed my arms and neck with his finger tips with a sense of flow, making me
quiver. “Feels amazing” I said softly, falling into a trance. Then it happened. “Man, you're too good at
th-mmph”. Mid sentence I was cut off as I felt his hand slowly come up still in rhythm with his strokes and
his palm gently but firmly press over my mouth, his fingers pressing against my cheek. “Shhhhhhhhhhh.
Your mouth is making too much noise. Just relax...” he softly whispered into my ear. I had never been so
aroused in my life. I breathed heavily through my nose, and a probably noticeable bulge began to appear
in my pants. Turns out he did notice. “Awww you like this? Looks like your pants are getting tighter”
He whispered, keeping his hand tightly over my mouth and continuing to graze my neck, now occasionally
going up to stroke my hair. I was helpless as my body was numb with pure ecstasy. He applied a little
pressure to my mouth so that I gazed up at him, meeting his teasing gaze. “Bondage play huh? Maybe
I’ll snatch you up and make you my hushed captive one of these days” he cooed. I could've stayed that
way forever but eventually he stopped and we resumed our studying. As I left, he gave me one last
flirtatious smirk. "See you soon" he said.
End of Part I