Fifty Percent Straight PT 6 Fifty Percent Straight
By Jack Often
(Adult Friends MM sex)
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Part 6
The next six months following the birth of my daughter flew by in a whirlwind. I honestly thought I was cured from thoughts of having sex with my best friend. Between work, babysitting in the evening, and everything else, we stayed so busy. In hindsight, my mind simply put those feelings in the background. I didn't fantasize about Oscar's dick, eating his ass, or making out with him for so long--even when he visited our home with his wife. It's interesting what triggered its return.
Ana's parents offered to take Mia for the Memorial Day weekend so that we could have some "alone time". With her taking vacation days, we'd have three days to be together without the baby. When Saturday came, we slept late. She wanted to spend the day in bed dozing. Feeling restless after a lot of sleeping, I wandered around bored until she told me to go find Oscar and enjoy some time away from home. I decided to surprise him and showed up at his place, but Jessica told me he was working. So, I thought I'd surprise him and ask if he wanted to grab a burger on his lunch break. I didn't call him. Instead, I just showed up at his job. Upon arrival, I parked in the customer parking lot. However, as soon as I stepped out, a car salesman came outside to stalk me. It was the gay dude Shane who I'd met at Oscar's party.
"Hey there!" he said.
He wasn't very shy. He obviously looked me up and down with his eyes.
"Lookin' good there!" he said.
I just smiled and asked for Oscar.
"He's inside. He's got a client in the office. He's been there since he got back from lunch."
"Damn, I was gonna hang with him on his break," I admitted.
I was disappointed. I wanted to hang out for a bit and catch up in person.
"Hey, just tell him Aaron stopped by."
"Sure thing, man!"
As I walked to my car, I could see a reflection of everything behind me in the glass. He watched me until I got in the car and started it. I drove off and got on the freeway. Being restless, I drove closer to downtown. With construction traffic ahead of me, I exited quickly. Then I passed a place I had seen for years and never had been inside--a local porn store. I had to be the only guy I knew that had never gone inside one of those places. I was just a little nervous. I expected it to be very sleazy inside. I drove into the parking lot and parked under a tree to the side of the building. An average-looking African-American dude was getting out of his car and walked inside ahead of me.
I was surprised to see how clean and bright it was inside. There were rows and rows of porn DVDs for rent or purchase. There was a huge aisle of sex toys with fake penises of all sizes. As I pretended to browse around, I noticed many guys coming and going from a door at the far end of the room. A small sign beside the door stated one must buy tokens to enter the "arcade". Now my curiosity was growing. Feeling brave, I asked a weathered-looking dude at the counter what was up with the tokens.
"Yo man. You know...if you're gonna stay in a room, you gotta buy tokens to watch the videos."
I was being impulsive. I was curious about what lay through those doors. I pulled out my wallet to get some bills.
"You don't buy them from me man, just put your bills in the machine next to the TV. Approximately five minutes a buck!"
Then he went back to looking at his computer and zoned me out. I nodded and walked toward the big black door. As I stepped into the dark hall, my eyes had trouble adjusting to the immediate darkness. I was at the corner of a hallway lined with doors. Open doors had a green light over the door and closed doors had a red one. Slowly, I became aware of dudes lurking about in the hallway as I walked down to the end before it turned left. I stepped in a room immediately and shut the door. The light was just a very dim light bulb in the ceiling above me. I saw a sliding lock and moved it in position. A big TV stood in the small room with lit-up sections where you could insert money. A skanky loveseat sat before it with a small box next to it with two buttons. I put a dollar in the TV and it came on. I used the buttons on the box beside me to change the TV to different "channels". I clicked quickly through the various videos playing. The majority was straight porn, but there was a bunch of gay ones too. I saw my first transgendered man and woman. A handsome man with a penis was being fucked by a woman with a big dick and big tits.
I settled on a watching a white man eating a Latino man's ass. His tongue was deep inside it my dick came to life immediately! The room smelled like a mix of a locker room, dirty socks, and dried jizz. I should have been disgusted, but I was really aroused. The white guy shoved his pants to his feet and started to fuck the other guy. I really liked watching his penis sliding in and out in an extreme close-up. It reminded me of the awesome feeling of fucking Oscar's really tight butthole. Before I knew it, my time was up and the TV went dark. I didn't want to spend any more money, so I decided to leave. After I opened my door, I saw two men standing against the wall.
A skinny white guy said, "hey there" in a very effeminate voice. I avoided him by heading the opposite way I came in. I turned left and a door opened from one of the rooms and the dude I saw in the parking lot came out and was zipping his pants. He walked out nonchalantly past me. There was another guy in the room sitting on the arm of the loveseat.
"Come in!" He said.
I moved on ahead. After another turn in the hallway, I found a Latino man my dad's age standing against the wall.
He asked me, "Quieres acompañarme?"
I hurried past him then quickly walked through the big door back into the store. Again, I was naively surprised that someone recognized me a Latino. The guy at the counter looked at me with with a jaded stare and then looked down again at his screen. I quickly fled the store and soon was back in my car. The older man left the building and I panicked thinking he was coming to my car. However, he got into the pickup truck next to me. I noticed a ring on his finger.
I started the car and rode out of there fast. Once on the road again, I was relieved to get out of there. Simultaneously, I was very excited and still had an semi-erection. Entering the freeway, I started wondering how I would have enjoyed letting the Latino man suck me off. He was decent looking. He wore a wedding ring--was it that common for married dudes to fool around? Then my phone rang and displayed Oscar's name on the Caller ID. With a shaking hand, I opened it and answered.
"Hey dude, come on back. Just pretend you're looking for a car and we will take a test-drive. You'll have to go inside and sign a form, but it will kill time for me and we can hang out for a while."
"Okay man," I told him.
I calmed down by the time I returned to where Oscar worked. I parked and got out and waited until I saw him. He came outside and I walked to a row of cars and pretended I was interested.
"Hey bro! Good to see you!" I told him.
"Dude, I need this break. A thirty minute lunch is over fast when you only have time to eat and piss."
He talked low and pretended he was showing me the car's features with hand gestures. A little while later, we were driving on the next block. I told him about my porn store experience.
"Hahaha! You have NEVER in your life gone to a porn shop? Damn!"
"Fuck man. I didn't tell you so can embarrass me." I said calmly.
He put his hand on my shoulder.
"I'm sorry man. You're always so chill no matter what. Sometimes it's fun to get a rise out of you. You were so innocent growing up!"
When he put his hand on my shoulder and slid a few fingers in my hair, my dick got hard. He moved his hands from my upper leg to my dick and grabbed it.
"It's not thing only thing I got a rise out of!"
"Shut up."
"You remember my old friend Jack, right?"
"Yeah," I told him.
"He was the only one of who had a car when I was in high school. After we'd all turned eighteen, he took us guys to a porn store. It was full older dudes lurking around staring at us. Jack was the only one with the balls to go into that creepy section full of cubicles. He said after he popped quarters in the slot two watch a porn video, a dick popped through a hole in the wall! He came out laughing his ass off. The man working there ran us out."
"Why didn't you tell me about it before?" I asked.
"I dunno, it was just a funny thing that happened a long time ago."
I replied,"Seems weird for a place with straight porn movies to be a hangout for gay dudes."
We quietly pondered that for a minute or so. Then I changed the subject.
"This is really nice," I said. "It's a Camry, right?"
"Yeah. Tell me though, were you really going to the porn joint because you were horny for a blowjob?"
"Of course not. I told you I'd never been to one of those places before. Shit."
"Okay, okay. I didn't mean to made you upset." He told me.
"I'm not mad, man."
Well, I was kind of irked about him saying that, but I didn't want him to know it.
"You still hard?" he asked.
"Yeah, a little."
"Damn. I wish we had a place to go. I've missed...uhhh...doing our 'thang' a lot."
"Yeah, well." I said.
I quietly felt anxiety growing again--but I never showed these emotions to anyone. I sat quietly waiting for the traffic light to change. He moved my chin to face him. He bravely kissed me with cars around in bright daylight. As the traffic light changed to green, a truck next to us honked and an ugly, white guy yelled out "Faggot" from his open window."
Oscar laughed as we turned the corner and the truck went forward. I was mortified.
"Fuck man. I'm so horny now." he grunted.
We turned the corner and drove into the car lot. He seemed so comfortable with kissing me in public like that.
"I'm gonna run back inside. I'm gonna go pretend to take a shit and I'm gonna jack off in the bathroom!" He told me. "I'm gonna think only of you of course!"
I swallowed hard.
"Thank you for coming. I miss us being together dude."
I didn't say anything. I felt conflicting emotions. I was turned on by his sexiness. I was angered by him kissing me in front of all those drivers. I felt guilty for wanting to fuck him before having to go home to the wife and kid. I didn't reply. I drove up by the front door and parked.
"See ya," I said numbly.
Shane was conveniently hovering around just outside the front of the glass double doors. I avoided making eye contact with him. Oscar passed by him and greeted him in a peppy, happy mood.
- - -
When I got home, I went to the bathroom to piss. As I pushed my jeans down, I found a huge wet spot in my boxers from leaking pre-cum at the porn store. After I pissed, I headed to the bedroom where Ana was napping. With her sleeping, I stripped off everything and got into bed with her. She woke up and chuckled from finding me nude.
"Naked in the afternoon?" she joked. "You in the mood?"
I answered her by scooting in next to her. We had a short and sweet fuck. Although it was a quickie, I came like a rocket. After it was over, she dozed again. I lay on my side facing the closet and idly rubbed my dick taking advantage of the juices still under my foreskin. I rubbed myself until I was fully hard again. I got up and I walked to the spare room and opened my small box within a box in the bottom of the junk drawer. I pressed Oscar's old socks to my nose. There was still just a hint of the original sexy smell left. Taking my time, I sat there with my eyes closed with socks pressed to my nose. This led to another orgasm. I put my cum-covered fingers in my mouth and licked them clean. I wished it was Oscar's cum! Then I wiped my dick dry with his socks.
- - -
Sunday was another lazy day. We napped most of the day and only got up to eat or use the bathroom. We watched TV together in the bedroom early in the night, but then dozed off before ten o'clock. Finally, in the late afternoon on Monday, I went to pick up Mia. When I arrived, my father-in-law was holding her and talking to her in Spanish. I sat there another thirty minutes chatting with Ana's mother while Mia cooed and smiled at her grandfather.
"He's not gonna let her go home!" She joked. "She needs to go home, pop."
"Okay, okay!" He relented.
Finally, we got her stuff packed up and and placed her in the baby seat in the car. My father-in-law watched us from the front step of the house until we pulled out of the driveway. He looked a bit sad as he turned to go back into the house and I heard Mia making baby noises in the back seat. Then she started crying with an ear-splitting screech. It was a long ride home.
- - -
On days that Ana had to work, she dropped the baby off at a retired neighbor's house across the street. When I got home, I picked her up. During the evenings, I spent time with Mia while she lay in her crib in the living room. I held her a lot and she cooed for daddy! I fed her and changed the diapers as needed. Eventually she tired out and I moved her to the nursery.
Most nights, I watched TV until the news came on. Then I got naked and jacked off on the couch. During these masturbation moments, Oscar dominated my fantasies. Even though I had sex at least once a week with my wife, when alone my mind drifted to him. Sometimes I felt guilty about it and some days I felt it was rebellious and sexy. This routine went on through the beginning of summer. During this time, there was no chance to get out to see him completely alone.
I missed talking to him about personal stuff. Stuff that I wouldn't tell my wife. Like when was getting a burning pain when I pissed (which went away after I got a new bicycle seat). I was self conscious about recently gaining weight even though I wasn't overtly eating a lot. Oscar confided in me too...like about his hair loss in the back of his head or when his wife pissed him off. The only time I had to talk to him privately was when I was at work or driving home. Every time he was either at work or sitting next to his wife when I called.
One day after I got home from work, we got a call from Oscar asking us to come over for the evening. It was an odd invitation for the middle of the week. I'd just gotten out of my work clothes and we had sat down for dinner. Mia had been restless all day and was finally tired out. Regardless, we ate quickly and then drove over to their house.
- - -
When we drove up, Oscar walked into the yard.
"You guys...come on in!"
He was very loud and had a goofy expression on his face. He opened the door for us and I let Ana go in first. I carried the baby. He kissed Ana on the cheek as she passed him. I put the baby's carrier securely on the couch. He gave me a bro-hug and left his hand on my shoulder. I smelled booze.
"What's all the fuss? You drunk dude?" I laughed.
He just grinned and waited for Ana to get the baby out for Jessica to hold. Then he smiled big and waited for our attention.
"Well guys, it's official. My baby's gonna have a baby!"
I quickly took Mia back while Ana sat down next to Jessica on the couch. The two cousins did a girly scream after the announcement. Then there was lots of Spanish talking going on. When the excitement died down, I handed Mia back to the girls to swoon over. I patted Oscar on the back.
"Congratulations brother!"
He turned to hug me tightly and I patted him on the back some more. Quickly, I sniffed deeply into his hair and on neck--the smell of sweat and soap. I felt my dick getting hard as our bodies pressed together for that short time. I wanted to kiss him hard. The booze breath was sexy to me. He was aglow and so happy. I kept watching him from the corner of my eye as his goofy grin showed off his white teeth (and the small gap in the front). The girls were talking about how we could share the baby stuff we didn't need later on. I stopped trying to translate the Spanish in my head. Eventually, the girls were in their own world, so we stepped away to the den in the back. In the unofficial "man-cave," we sat on a torn up old couch and he pulled out a bottle of Jack Daniels from a small table in the corner. He pulled out two shot glasses and filled them. We downed the booze and he put the bottle back.
"Look at you! You're so happy!" I told him.
I rubbed the back of my hand under his stubbly chin. Then I jerked it away when I heard Ana laugh loudly. We could still hear them chattering after that.
"Don't worry, we're okay here." He said quietly.
I felt we should be more discreet, but he put his hands on my face and kissed me quickly on the mouth. His sexy face blushed red. Then he laughed.
"You're drunk!" I told him.
"Yeah, I am! Ha-ha!"
"Come on, let's go sit with the girls."
We walked back to the other room. Ana looked up me and winked.
"Well, we better go girl. It's gonna be Aaron's bedtime soon!" She announced.
"Thank you both for coming over!" Jessica told us.
I gave her Jess a peck on the cheek quickly and Aaron did the same to Ana. I placed Mia back in the carrier and pulled the diaper back over my neck. I looked back to see the two of them hugging. Jessica's face was beaming. I felt guilty from seeing that, so I hurried into the car. Finally, a few minutes later we on our way home. In the passenger seat, I looked back at Mia and found her dozing quietly.
"Are you wanting another one?" I asked in a low voice.
"Dios mio, no! I love her so much, but no more labors for me!"
I laughed. As she drove, I closed my eyes feeling the whiskey buzz dwindling away.
"Are you still okay if we just have one baby?" she asked.
"Yeah, we can keep the 'only child' tradition going. Just think, if Jess and Ozzie have a girl, they will be besties like you two. That's nice huh?"
Mia made cooing noises in the back seat. I felt really good. I reached over and kissed my wife on the cheek.
- - -
Work was going well. I got a raise and a small promotion. My paycheck paid all the bills and Ana's job gave us the extra money for the baby. I was feeling less stressed about everything except for my fluctuating emotions about my secret lover. I could go days without thinking about him, and then it would hit me hard and heavy. I wanted to fuck him so bad. I wanted his dick in my mouth. I wanted to make out with him again. When jacking off wasn't enough, I started scheming of a reason to get out of the house to meet up with him somewhere.
He beat me to it. He called me one day as I drove home from work. He asked if I could drive by his work to see him. I told him of course I'd be there! I called home and told Ana I was going to hang out with him--if she didn't mind. I had left on time and there was very little traffic. I expected her to get mad because dinner was going to be ready. She hadn't cooked dinner yet, so she was cool with it. My dick drove my thoughts and I weaved through traffic to get there fast. Once I arrived, I drove up and he came out to my car and jumped in. He had a strange look on his face.
"I'm on a my dinner break. Let's get out of here!"
"What's going on? You okay?" I asked.
"God dammit. I can't win for losing!"
I pulled into the parking lot of the local Whataburger.
"What is it?" I asked. "Good or bad news?"
"Both I guess."
He ran his fingers though his hair and sighed.
"We're having twins. Both boys!"
"Holy fuck!" I shouted. "That's great dude."
"Then there's the other news. They're shutting this place down. I can either transfer to Little Rock or Tulsa or be jobless.
He explained about the used car lot shutting down and consolidating to two out-of-state locations.
"You'll be fine man. You can start looking for a job now before this job ends."
"Shit. The job is over in two weeks. They drew fucking names and I am in the first group to have to leave. This is such bullshit."
I rubbed his neck. I didn't know what to say. He bent his head over and looked down.
"I'm so emotional right now. I want to punch my boss in the face and leave...and never set foot back in the building."
"Or we can go fuck our brains out!"
"What?" He said hoarsely.
I started the car.
"Just go with this. Don't say anything. You'll understand when we get there!"
He was stumped, but I didn't explain. I drove onto the freeway briefly and then exited quickly. As I turned into the parking lot, his eyebrows rose. We'd arrived at the porn store.
"Oh shit, are you for real?" he asked.
I loosened my tie and pulled it off over my head. I tossed it into the back seat.
"Just follow me and go where I go!"
We got out of the car and headed into the place. It was very empty in the store portion. I opened my wallet and pulled out a twenty dollar bill and wadded it into my back pocket. He was gawking at our surroundings.
"Come on!" I told him.
As we walked into the dark hallway, I led us to the back of the hall where it turned and pulled him into an empty room. Before I closed the door, I brazenly pulled him into a passionate, long kiss for anyone to see. Our tongues were going crazy and I grabbed his ass. I heard a voice in the dark mutter "wow". After the door was shut, I turned to lock it. I shoved the twenty dollar bill into the slot next to the TV. Then I turned around and started taking off my shirt and folded it neatly on the shelf by the TV. I slipped off my shoes and pulled off my pants. Off went the undershirt, too.
"Get fuckin' naked!" I told him.
He looked stunned and then started undressing in a hurry. Naked (except for my dress socks), I plopped my butt on the filthy loveseat and pulled him onto my lap. Sitting sideways on my lap, we made out and I stroked his hard dick. As we hungrily kissed like animals, spit drooled down my chin. I gasped when he sucked my entire ear into his mouth and rammed his tongue in it. His other hand grabbed my pec and squeezed it hard. I slid a hand under his butt and rubbed his sweaty asshole with my middle finger.
In front of us, the video played showing a man fucking a woman super hard. I pushed him onto his back and spread his legs. I dropped my knees to the filthy floor and shoved my face into his ass crack. Finally after months of starvation, I frantically made love to his hot asshole. I rubbed my nose all over his moist butthole and huffed it's muskiness deeply. I sucked his ass lips until they swelled to let my tongue slide in as far as it would go. He moaned really loud.
"Fuck yeah, eat my ass dude! Suck on my hole. Come mi culo."
Nasty talk came from his mouth in English and Spanish.
"Ay, mi sancho!"
The Spanish was so sexy. I spit heavily into his hole and shoved two fingers inside.
"Open me up man. Fuck me Aaron. I need it bad!"
That's all I needed to hear.
"Fuck my ass!" he practically yelled. Knowing everyone outside the door could hear turned me on. I stood up and spit all over my dick and into the foreskin. I hawked up a big rope of spit and let it drip down onto his hole. I pushed it in with my middle finger and lubed him well.
"Cógeme, cabron!" he grunted.
"Shit, are you ready for this buddy?"
Holding his feet in the air, I shoved my dick inside him and he groaned. I didn't even ask if it hurt. I started fucking him like a dog in heat. My cock felt so good buried in his perfectly tight hole. I pulled his foot to my face and pulled his sock off with my teeth! As the sock dropped, I sucked as many toes into my mouth as a I could fit. I started to fuck him with no abandon. My low-hanger balls slapped the bottom of his crack over and over. I was in another world as I focused on nothing but seeding my best friend's hot hole.
Ten or fifteen minutes went by--maybe more. Time froze while I banged his asshole hard. I bent forward several times and kissed him with his legs around me in the air. I was like a teenager with no patience and with one thing on my mind. I lost it when he reached up to pinch each nipple hard with his fingertips. I fucked my brains out as I exploded inside him. I saw stars while I slouched over his body shoving my hair into his face. I was more vocal than I had ever been during an orgasm.
I had such an intense orgasm that I seriously blacked out for a few seconds. I fell on him out of breath and dizzy.
"Holy shit, man!" he croaked.
"We're not done!" I gasped.
I got on my knees and rested his legs over my shoulders. I stuck my tongue into his freshly fucked asshole and sucked out my cum. I'd never felt his dick so swollen and hard. I gripped his cock like a vice and jacked it in a mad fury. Suddenly, he started moaning almost like a girl. I shoved fingers into his leaking, wet asshole and went all the way down on his dick. I choked and gagged, but I kept sucking hard. His hands gripped my ears as he shot hot sperm into my mouth. I was sure that everyone in the building heard him! I pushed my fingers into him deeper while I sucked faster.
"Okay, stop. I'm sensitive."
I couldn't stop. I kept sucking and he squirmed and moaned.
"Oh fucking Jesus. Oh damn!" he croaked.
I slow-sucked and massaged his foreskin up and down until he started cumming again. This time only a small bit of cum flowed onto my tongue. When I pulled off, I squeezed out the last pearl of cum and licked it from his piss hole. Now in the dim light of the TV, a different couple was fucking on the screen. We sat there in the questionable seats despite the funky smell while we gained our composure.
"Oh man, oh man. I needed that so bad."
I put my arm around him and pulled him in tightly.
"It's been building up man."
I snuggled my nose into his sweaty hair. I was unaware of how long we had been fucking. I didn't care.
"I love you man," he told me.
"Yeah, your my brother." I told him.
"No, I love you. Can't a person be in love with two people at the same time?"
"Well, you're really emotional right now man."
"Don't patronize me Aaron, I mean it. Sometimes I am good for days and then some days I want to run away with you."
"Man, you know that wouldn't work. You love Jessica. I love my wife. We've opened a can of worms, me and you, but we gotta deal with it. Can't we get away from time to time? Meet up, get off, and then go back to the home life? We have to make peace with it or stop it entirely. Can you do that? I don't know if I want either option."
This macho, masculine dude rubbed his eyes with the backs of his hands silently.
"Are you crying man?" I asked gently.
He spoke in an even and sad tone.
"What am I doing to do? We can barely pay the bills and now I'll have two mouths to feed next year. The walls are falling down around me, yo."
I rubbed his chest.
"I'm acting like a big pussy, right?" He laughed.
I ran my fingers through his sticky and damp pubes.
"You're only human. Have you talked this over with your mother? I mean your worries about life--about raising a family. Look, she and your dad raised you and your sisters and lived to tell the story. I'll bet she has some wisdom to share with you. Don't leave her out. Hell, do you even talk to your wife about this stuff? Or you trying to be the big stud who's all brave and shit?"
"You're right. You're right."
He got up and started putting his clothes on. I watched as the underwear slid up and covered his naked ass. He was hot to stare at in any state of dress. After I was dressed again, I had to piss and I felt sticky and sweaty all over.
"I'm going to Starbuck's on the way home. They got a private bathroom there where I can freshen up." I told him. "What are you gonna do?"
"We got restroom where I can do the same I'll get naked and take a sponge bath. I'm mostly afraid of leakin' your jizz from my ass."
- - -
I tiredly walked out to the parking lot without looking back. I should have been feeling guilty, but I felt relaxed and relieved as if a weight had been taken off me. I rode home happily. After I got home, she was doing her aerobics with the volume barely audible. The baby was in her portable crib near her. I kissed her on the cheek.
"I'm sweaty, I'm gonna go shower now."
That was my way out for feeling paranoid about smelling like man-sex and a porn store jack off room. I carried Mia to the nursery and laid her down. In the hallway, I stripped quickly and put my clothes out of the way. Then got into the shower with Ana. I let the water hit me fast to start rinsing off. Just before she turned around, I sniffed my fingers. I smelled the remnants of his sweaty bush scents.
"You horny?" she joked.
I didn't usually shower right after work.
"No, I just want to relax here. Long day."
She was already done soaping herself, so I poured shampoo into her hair and massaged it in. I started washing off when she was done rinsing her hair. She playfully grabbed my butt.
"My fine as hell naked husband!" She joked.
I laughed. After she was gone, I sat on the small bench and moved the water on me. I sat there on the small bench for a long time just letting the water soothe me. With my eyes closed, I thought again about the incredible orgasm I had just an hour ago. It had to rank up there with the most intense cums I ever had...maybe it was the best? Finally, after I was done, I got out and put only a towel on. I smelled hamburger meat cooking and went to find her just in panties and an apron.
"Are you trying to make me horny?" I asked.
She laughed.
"You should have hit me up before I did all that cardio."
"No worries. I'm joking."
I'm glad she didn't want to fuck. I was sure I would cum again, but a meager load would have been suspicious. I wondered about how much cum I planted in Oscar's warm and tight ass. I hoped he got to the bathroom at work without leaking from his ass. Now I was horny again.
- - -
I didn't see Oscar in person after the porn store fuck until another month had passed. His texts had been cryptic and I got his voice mail when I called. The first few times I tried to make plans for us to hang, he told he that he was hanging out with of his other buds. I got a little jealous, I have to admit. Not because I thought he was having sex with another man, but that he would rather hang with them instead of me. Then after a third time he blew me off by saying he was hanging with a buddy, I overheard my wife talking to Jessica (and she commented they were both at home doing housework on the speaker phone).
One Saturday morning after I was getting worried, I texted him and told him I was coming over to pick him up. I planned on figuring out where to go after I got to his place. He texted he wasn't up to getting out, but I drove over anyway. He was in the garage when I drove up. When he first turned around and walked toward my car, I was shocked at his appearance. He had grown out a chin beard that went up his jaw line and his face was thinner around the cheek bones. I walked up to him and gave him a quick hug. He stiffly hugged back. His hair wasn't brushed and the curls stuck out in weird places.
"What's all this?" I asked pointing to his face and hair.
While we sat in the garage, he told me he had searched for a good paying job, but ended up taking whatever he could get. He was working nights stocking grocery shelves and worked at Home Depot on the weekend. He took the only jobs he'd been offered.
"Dude, like where are you applying?" I asked.
"Call centers, customer service shit, and other places. I actually got hired for a telemarketing thing, but the day I showed up, a sign on the door stated they had been shut down. Call centers want phone experience. Some of these places even want college experience! Fucking call centers! I'm great with people in person--what's the fucking difference in that and talking on the damn phone?"
"You look like hell. Are you sleeping and eating right?" I asked.
"No dad," he said sarcastically.
I raised my eyebrows.
"Look Aaron, I have no appetite. When I eat, it's so I don't starve. My stomach is tight all the time. I can't sleep. When I can't sleep at night, me and the pup go running around the school down the street. He loves it. Jessica hates it. We've been arguing. We had a fight last night about how much she paid for a couple of avocados. She went to bed crying and I felt like a dick. I'm glad my boys aren't born yet--I couldn't even afford to feed them. Half the bills are more than a month late. I'm worn out. Maybe we should sell the house?"
His body was really fit and tight from the weight loss, but his face looked like shit. He looked homeless.
"You need a haircut bro!" I teased.
"What the fuck for? Look at this fucking bald spot growing. I'm only 26 man! What the hell?"
He bent his head over and spread his hair to show me the bald spot. It was bigger than the last time I saw it.
"Let's get out of here. You been to bed yet?"
"Yeah, I slept for a few hours. I don't work at the other place until tomorrow."
"You wanna let her know we're leaving?"
"Okay, I'll be right back."
He came back out in a few minutes.
"I think she's still mad at me. I just got a flat 'okay' from her. Let's get the fuck out of here."
He followed me to my car. He didn't question where we were going until we were heading toward downtown.
"Where you going?" he asked.
"You'll see."
I exited near downtown and drove us into the strip of unique stores, bars, and alternative music clubs on the few blocks. The neighborhood is known as Deep Ellum. It was dead because it was Saturday afternoon. Goth-like folks walked around here and there while other folks were loitering around or shopping in the few open stores. You could tell the tourists from the regulars easily.
I had wanted to check out the place again. I hadn't been out there since I got married. We walked through a store with odd knickknacks, one with leather goods, and other with books and records. After going through a shop with artsy stuff, we passed a barber shop from where a guy with a purple Mohawk walked out. He was surprised when I opened the door for him.
"It's on me. Get your ass inside!"
"What the hell, Aaron? This place is not my style."
"Yeah, it's not Supercuts, but let's try it!"
We walked inside and found three barber chairs and a few empty seats. One lesbian type gal was getting her hair died blue. Two other guys were getting their hair cut. The back of the place had a booth with a woman getting a tattoo. I signed his name on a clipboard and we sat for a while. When he was called up, I followed him to the chair. I spoke to the hair guy before Oscar could.
"He has a job interview and needs his beard groomed. He's going bald in the back and needs a cut that's gonna work with that."
"Shit Aaron. You're embarrassing me! Let's just go." He complained.
"Sit down man. Do it."
I stood there and stared at him with my arms crossed.
"Okay, whatever," He said.
He plopped down in the barber's chair like a pouting kid. The barber looked him over and then asked the big question.
"You ever think of shaving your head?"
"Uh, fuck no!"
They looked into the mirror together. The barber pushed his Oscar's hair this way and that way making suggestions.
"Okay, what the hell. Do whatever you want."
Then the guy spun him around and off went the hair. Next, the guy took longer trimming the leftover sideburns and trimming the beard. I couldn't see it all from my seat, so I just looked at the Playboy magazine I'd found on the bench next to me. About fifteen minutes passed and I heard Oscar cussing. I looked up suddenly.
"Holy fuck!" I heard.
I looked up and the man turned Oscar around to face me. My dick jerked awake!
"Shit. Oh my god. You're a stud!"
I walked up close and ran my hand over his smooth head.
"This is your look bro. You look a bit older, but sleek. I really like it. You're getting laid tonight!"
The barber chuckled. Then he told him how to groom the beard. He pulled off the bib from Oscar and then used a hose to blow off the loose hairs.
"We'll take that bottle of whatever stuff you put on it," I told him.
I handed the man my credit card and he rang up the cut. Oscar was constantly looking at himself in the mirror and feeling his head.
"It feels so weird!"
He followed me to the car. We walked around and didn't find any places to eat--everything was closed or wasn't out type of food. We walked back to my car and I drove out.
"Let's go someplace we've never been before--or maybe would never go to at all!" I suggested.
"Well, I know a place that I have heard of and I've been so curious about," He told me.
"Okay where?"
He told me the name of the nearby neighborhood known for it's huge LGBT population and gay bars.
"Really?" I asked.
I was shocked.
"Let's go."
- - -
I exited the freeway and we drove for a couple of miles until he told me to turn.
"How do you know about this?" I asked.
"I've looked up stuff on the internet. I've heard Shane at work talk about it. He talked about these clubs all the time. He's not around anymore, so don't worry about running into him."
"Okay," I told him.
We drove up the block and saw lots of same sex groups walking or sitting at tables outside.
"Look, there's a hamburger joint. That okay?" I asked.
"Sure."
We parked behind the shopping strip and walked around to the small restaurant. There were a few different small groups eating inside. In the corner a group of three guys looked up at us.
"Oh baby!" I heard one of them say.
I picked seats far from them near the door. We ordered burgers and sat talking.
"Did you hear those guys talking about us?" I asked.
"Yeah, that's wild huh?"
"It's flattering," I said.
We ate and there was no talk of home or bills or job hunting. We just talked about cars and sports and music. The Texas Rangers. It was pleasant. I couldn't stop staring at his handsome face. The shaved head was very attractive.
"Are you listening to me?" He laughed.
"No, I was thinking about how much I want to kiss you." I told him.
With no warning, he grabbed my head and planted a long one on me. It took my breath away!
"Oh yeah! That's the way baby!" One of the gay guys behind us shouted.
Others chuckled. We finished up our food and were about to get up when the group of loud guys got up and passed us heading to the exit.
"Girls, you are so in love and so adorable!" Their ringleader told us.
"Come on Spike, let's go!" His friend shouted.
He walked out with a girly walk and the two of us started cracking up. Oscar wasn't embarrassed at all. I felt very self-conscious. I was ready to head to the car quickly. I put a tip on the table and the waiter waved to us. When we got back in the car, Oscar seemed happier and animated. The radio played low, but he hummed to the Radiohead song playing.
"I was really comfortable back there," he told me.
"Yeah?" I asked.
"For a while today, I didn't think about being...what did you call it? Fifty percent straight? In fact the gay side of me was perfectly fine back there. I said it, Aaron. The 'gay' side of me."
"We're bisexual man," I told him.
"It's all words. We're lucky we found each other instead of some fucked up anonymous situation. Last year, I wondered like what I had fooled around with another guy and got some shit like herpes or gonorrhea. You know like what I had sucked someone off and then I spread something to my wife."
"Can we just enjoy having fun for a few hours man without talking about this?" I asked.
He crossed his arms in a defensive pose.
"No, look Ozzie. I've thought it over too. I've imagined all those scenarios too. Some chemistry took place between you and me. Don't worry about me looking for other guys ever. If you and I don't have sex, then I won't be doing it with anyone at all besides my wife."
I reached over to rub his neck. He put his hand on my arm. Then my hand slid up to his smooth, shaved head.
"I can't stop touching your head, bro."
He laughed.
"You alright?" I asked.
"Yeah man. I feel better than before you came over. And geesh, I've been such a dick to my wife. You and me ain't the root of it. I'm struggling with this stress...maybe depression too."
"Look, if you have a wife, a job, a car, and a roof over your head, you're miles ahead of so many others. Some people have only one or none of those. Yeah?"
He stared ahead.
"That's some wise shit man. I dig it."
"My dad said that to me." I admitted.
One of his favorite songs came on the radio. We blasted it and shouted the words (neither of us can sing for shit). The afternoon seemed surreal and we'd talk about so many things. I was happy, but I wanted to get home and give some attention to my wife and my kid. It was a bit of a relief when I dropped him off. I thought about the things he on the drive back. I wondered again had we met as single men, would we shacked up together as boyfriends? Would either of us meet a girl that would come between us?
My sexual relationship with Oscar did not diminish my attraction to women. When I was with him, I thought of dude sex. When I was with Ana, I mostly thought about her. Maybe I was 55 percent straight. I couldn't decide which was more satisfying. I love fucking and eating pussy. I loved tits. Yet sex with a man allowed for us being rough and intense and was new and different. A novelty? Time would tell, I pondered.
When he got out of the car, he closed the door and then opened and stuck his face in two say a few words quickly.
"Love you, man."
- - -
A few weeks later, I was on my way home from work. Downtown traffic was hell. I had to shit badly and I knew I had to get off the freeway. After creeping on the freeway for ten minutes, I reached the exit near Oscar's old job. I quickly drove into the What-A-Burger parking lot and headed right in the bathroom. I almost didn't make it. I sat on the pot and relaxed. I had a headache that was growing worse. When I finished, I flushed and walked out. Standing at the counter, was Oscar's former coworker Shane. He was the guy that hit on me at Oscar's Superbowl party.
"Hey man!" he called out.
I tried to avoid him, but he walked over with his hand out. I cordially returned the handshake. The girl at the counter called his number.
"Hey, hold one sec. Please wait!" He told me.
He had a strange expression on his face. He came to me and asked me to sit down.
"What's up?" I asked calmly.
He looked down at the table. He put his hands under the table and hesitated.
"I saw you guys. You know, at the arcade."
He pointed through the window at the porn store across the freeway. My face flushed hot and I choked when I tried to talk.
"What?"
"I wondered if there was a boyfriend kind of thing between you and him when you came up to see him all those times at work."
I had stopped to visit with Oscar at his job several times in the past.
"Maybe you don't realize it. You two act like boyfriends...like lovers."
I started to get up.
"Whatever dude. He's my best friend. We're relatives and just buddies."
I was about to turn away from the table as I got up.
"Then why did you have sex with him at a porno store? I saw you two making out before you shut the door!"
I froze in my tracks. My felt my armpits burning. My stomach dropped.
"Say what?"
My voice broke.
"Sit down man. I'm not trying to insult you or hurt you."
I sat down numbly and avoided direct eye contact. My heart was racing.
"I'm telling you out of respect, Aaron. I don't understand married men who are gay, but if you're going to have this secret thing, then you have to be more discreet."
"I'm not gay. I am married. I am...bisexual. I only figured this out when I met him."
I ran my fingers through my hair.
"It's not your business, really." I said tiredly.
"Just be careful, guy. I used to think in my head how hot you two are together when you're joking and laughing together. Whenever you showed up, he lit up like a love struck boy. The first time was at his party."
"When you hit on me!" I blurted out.
"Exactly, my bad. I'm sorry."
"I have to get home. I wish you hadn't told me. But at the same time, you woke me up."
"Your secret is yours. I don't have friends here really. I'm moving to Florida. Fuck this car salesman shit. I'm moving in with my sister until I get a job and stuff."
I stood up. He reached out to shake my hand again. I just nodded my head. I wanted to get far away from him.
"Did you hear us too?" I asked.
"Everyone in the hallway there did. I went outside to avoid you seeing me when the groans died down. Then I stayed watching from my car until I saw you both leave. You never would have know anyone saw you if I hadn't ran into you today. Maybe ignorance is bliss, huh?"
I shrugged and looked at him blankly. I stayed inside and watched him walk to his truck. I waited for him to be out of sight and then walked out to my car. Next to my car, I squatted and vomited the undigested remains of my lunch into the pavement. I sat in my car afterward staring in the distance. My world felt like it turned upside down.
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The final chapter to come soon...