This story is a little different than i normally write. It's a lovestory. My first.
I was going through some old boxes this week and found some adult magazines I used to have. I hadn't seen them in years. As I went through them I saw a wrapped package and there were a few more in there. But these were covered in plastic. The guy in the cover of them, I had actually met a few times. Before I knew who he was of course. But I always thought he was the most gorgeous man I had ever seen.
As I mentioned, I had actually met him a few times. It turns that we had worked in the same building. And it wasn't until sometime later that I found he was the guy in my magazines. This story is for him. A kind of 'What if' story about a guy I wanted for many years, but fate never made that fantasy come true.
This is for Terry. Where ever he may be.
Enjoy....
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All for Terry(Chapter 7)...First Heartbreak.....
.... I was in cloud nine after being with Robert. I finally figured that my being gay was not a curse. I found that what I felt, felt right and should be. So I decided to tell my family. Yes, it was a scary move. But one I felt would be a good thing. For me to get it all out. I knew it would be hard. My mother would cry (and did). But in the end all would be okay. They would learn to be happy for me and my being who I was. A gay man. But it did not go well at all. Worse actually. For as I sat there telling them that I was. What I got was shock, horror, the tears from my mother, and anger and rage from my father.
"You are what!" came the bellow from him"Noo. Fuck no!""No son of mine is fucking homo. God dammit"
He screamed at me at the sins of my choices. My mother cried insesently, and after a few things thrown around, I was thrown out of my parents house. My father almost chucking my things out the door
"Get the fuck out!" He yelled"No fucking queers under my roof""Get the fuck out"
I feared he would have a heart attack from the screeching wails. I was heartbroken that they could not handle and at least try and accept it. was also pissed that he wanted me out. Now!. I had to basically fight my father off as he tried to toss my stuff around. I shived him hard and skammed him to the wall. My father i would mess up as we never had a relationshio of any kind. My mother was my worry. I grabbed a suitcase, threw my things in and stuff my backpack with what I could and left I threw stuff into my car and then pulled out. Saying I would be back for the rest
"I will fuck you up if you trash my stuff" I said as I shoved him hard again
I drove over to Tina's place. Told her what happened. She came back with my to pick up the rest of my things. My father had already started to toss things out the door as I pulled back up to his house. We got into a scuffle and I punched him. Yelling at him as I started to choke him. Warning him not to fuck with me. My mother was shouting at Tina about how she could know and not tell her.
"Fuck you then" I yelled as I grabbed the last of my things. "You can fucking go to Hell""No you will" my father yelled
And that's the last I ever saw of my father. I ended up staying at Tina's for a few days. Before finally ending up at her moms place for a good year. Her mom knew I was gay and loved me regardless, as Tina had come out several years before. She had an extra room since Tina had moved out so I was welcome to it. Her husband had died a few years back and she was kind of alone. So it was good for both of us. I had a sweet living person in my life, and she had a companion in her big lonely house I had also decided to got into schooling to become a travel consultant. Several nights a week for a year. My relationship with one urged me to learn the business. So I applied to a school and got in.As for the happiness I did have with Robert. That lasted all of a few months, if that. I had told him that I was no longer at my parents. And found myself staying at his place once or twice.
"You are the best Robert" I said to him one day"I think I am falling for you"
His answer was a resounding "Ohh!?"
"Well we are just having some fun" he said"No commitments"
I should have taken that as a sign. It was disappointing at hearing it. But I figured he wanted to take it slow. But then he didn't aske me to stay over again. And sex was at best a few more times. Then one day I got out from work. I didn't have class that night, so I thought I would surprise Robert. I bought a bottle of wine he liked and a funky desert and headed over to his place.
"I wish he would get me a key" I said to myself as I knocked
There was what sounded like voices and then he called out, saying g he was coming. I smiled as I was gonna see my guy after several days. Then he answered the door. Robert was in his robe, his naked chest spexposed and he had been sweating.
"Ohh. Umm hi" he said as he pullwd the door to him"Thought I woudl surprise you... " I stated to say"But what were you doing?"
That's when I heard someone's voice call out.
"Baby. Who is it?" The man's voice said
Well it took me all of a second to put things together. My face dropped and I just looked at him with a face full of hurt and disgust.
"I thought that we..." I started to say as tears began to well up"Look sweetie..". He said" I said no commitments""And I was gonna call you later about this"
He had been seeing someone else behind my back. My head screamed at me as to the possible amount of time this had been going on. 'But he seemed so happy with me!' It saidAnd 'we just seemed to start getting serious'
But all of those thoughts crashed in in me and I yelled.
"About what!" I shouted"Call me about what?!""I got back together with ex.." He then said
I started to cry. Then I shouted at him that he was an asshole. That he used me for some silly game with his ex. It went on for a but, before I thought of hitting him with the bottle in my hand. But instead I turned and left. Screaming behind me for him to go 'Fuck himself'. I went back home and closed myself into my room.
"God was I stupid" I said to myself"He only wanted sex." "And I gave myself to him""Ughhn"
I called Tina that night and told her what happened. She came over and brought some drink with her. We hung out and she helped me realise the 'my first' would only be just that. My first.
"You are a good looking guy" she said "You will find some one."
She was right about the whole 'first guy' thing. For as the week's went by I did realise that what I had felt for Robert was just puppy love. The excitement of the first love as it were. So what I did for a while at least was focus in my new career. I went out and hung out with my best friend and studied hard. I needed to, because I didn't want to impose on her mom any more than I had too..........
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To be continued