This is a fictional story. It is based on many experiences and fantasies of the authors. If you are really into graphic sex, it may not satisfy your purpose for coming here. If you like to hear of real love and real teen angst, with a little sex thrown in, you are in the right place. There may be some amount of graphic sex between males. If this is objectionable to you, or you are legally too young to be here, you are cordially invited to press your back button.
Cast of Characters:
Leonard Kirk Harston (Lenny) Lawrence Olivier Goodwin (Rennie)
Minnie Harston, Lenny's mom Randal Harston, Lenny's dad
Mr. Goodwin, Rennie's dad Mrs. Goodwin, Rennie's mom
Joy -- Rennie's older sister Jennifer -- Rennie's younger sister
Bobby -- Joy's husband Seth -- Lenny's friend
Luke -- Seth's lover Chris -- Seth's Brother
Craig -- Chris's lover Jake Smith -- Seth and Chris's cousin.
Colin -- Jake's husband & Bobby's brother Morty -- Rennie's Cousin
Ursula -- Jake & Colins daughter Uri -- Jake and Colin's son
Carrie -- Jake's sister Uncle Jake -- Jake's dad
Aunt Lindy -- Jake's mom Renate -- The Goodwin's housekeeper
Etta -- the Smith's housekeper Shelley -- Friend at University
DeVon -- Shelley's cousin Marcus -- DeVon's brother
Arthur -- A team leader at the shelter George - Ren's tennant
Ty -- new friend from Oklahoma Ricky, Ty's cousin
David - Toyota Dearlership owner Jason, waiter
Suzanne -- Jason's wife Jamie Hocking -- A new friend from school
Kevin -- Jamies brother Joe, Ernie and Bret -- Str8 (?) Friends
James Hocking, Jamie's dad Esther Hocking -- Jamie's mom
From Chapter 21:
I literally ran out to my car and jumped in and revved up the engine. I took a deep breath. "Wow!" I thought to myself. "I'm more revved up than I realized over Ricky! I checked my hair out in the visor mirror, and drove out of the driveway.
Chapter 22
I knocked at the door at the motel. Ricky let me in. It was very warm in the room. As I was closing the door, the bathroom door opened, and Ty walked out, stark naked. I could see why Ren was at least physically attracted to him! He was much more built than Ricky was -- probably from working. He wasn't the slightest bit self conscious.
"Oh! Hi, Lenny. You and Rick going out tonight?"
"Sort of. Remember the guy at the restaurant -- the waiter?"
"Yeah -- Rick told me. What up with that?"
"He is missing -- well, sort of. His parents and wife have not seen him."
"But Ricky told me they kicked him out."
"Yeah. Sucks, huh?"
"Hey! Don't be talking about sucking with me naked like this -- unless you are planning something!"
"It's very tempting, but I'll restrain myself." I said. "You ready, Ricky Lee?"
"Watch out -- he don't like to be called that -- not here." Ty said.
"I do when Lenny says it!" Ricky said. "Yeah, let's go."
"Aren't you gonna shower, Ricky LEE? You stink!" Said Ty.
"Yeah, he said as he picked up his clothes." He smiled wide.
"Oh, I see! So you two are - - ?"
"You just think you see!" I said. "But let your imagination run, if you get your jollies from it!" I said, and I winked at him as we went out the door.
When we were in the car, I asked Ricky if he told Ty what we had done."
"Naw. He's been kinda down lately -- ever since Rennie let him down."
"What?" I asked.
"Rennie told him no more."
"Why?" I said, as my heart rate immediately increased..
"I don't know. I just know that Ty has been more down than I've seen him."
We pulled into my driveway. Etta was there to meet us. "Jakey an' Colin an doze baybees coming dis weeken'."
"Really?" I said. I was anxious to get to know Uncle Jakes namesake. "Did you like the Danish I brought?"
"Oh yes! You hab lotsa frens now -- dats good."
"Yes. Well, we're trying to find one of them tonight. His name is - "
"I know who he is. He was here 5 minutes ago. Say to tell you see him at work.."
I hated to do it, but I had promised Suzanne I would call her if I found him. Well, it could wait until after I talked to him. Technically, I hadn't seen him yet. We went into the flat. I couldn't stop thinking about what Ricky said about Rennie. My heart ached. "Hey!" Ricky hollered to me as he went into my room."
"What?" I answered.
"You comin'?" He was already half naked -- the bottom half.
"Huh?" I said.
"Into the shower!"
"I'll pass this time." I said, trying to be upbeat about it.
"You don't want any of this?" He said, flipping his dick at me.
"Uhh -- not now, dude."
"Really bummed about Jason?"
"Uh-huh." I said absently. I was tired of telling him that I still was in love with Ren.
He removed his shirt, and all the extra skin did stir me a little. He was definitely not skinny like Jamie. The reaction in my groin was in strong contrast to the dull pain in my chest. I was just about to give in as he disappeared behind the door toward the shower.
I sat down and stared at the floor as I heard the shower running. I thought about the way I had deleted Ren's call earlier. I picked up the phone. I started keying his number. I stopped half way through and set the phone back down on the table. I turned on the TV. A rerun of "Friends" that I had seen several times was on. I just let it run.
My hand went absentmindedly back to the phone. My head ached -- almost as much as my heart. I punched in the number.
"Rring. Rring. Rring. Hello! This is Lawrence. Leeeeeeeeve a message!" I hung up.
"BBRRINNGG!" My phone rang. I froze. I picked up the phone and turned it on. Hel -- hello?"
"Lenny? It's Jason! Can I come over?"
"I have company -- but -- I was - er -- we were coming to try to find you tonight."
"I really need to come over, dude. I need a place to -- uhhmm -- regroup."
"Welllll -- okay, I guess. How soon - "
KNOCH KNOCK KNOCK!
"In about 30 minutes."
"Okay see you - "
KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK!
"Come in, Dammit!" I was frustrated.
Ren popped his head in the door. "Can we come in?"
"We?"
"David's with me."
"Sure!" I said. "Why not! I'm having a party here anyway! The more the merrier!"
"A party -- oh! Maybe this isn't a good time."
"I was being sarcastic. Come in!" I said.
They came in. "Sit!" I ordered. They both complied. "BE right back."
I went into my room, where Ricky was just toweling off. "Change your mind?" He asked.
"No. Change of plans. We're having a party!"
"A party??"
"Yeah -- a party. Call your brother and tell him to come." That was it! I could get Ty and Ren in the same room and see for myself how they reacted to each other. While Ricky was calling his brother, I called and ordered several pizzas, and soft drinks to go with them. "No -- just soft -- no wait -- no! Send 2 six-packs of Coors light"
I went back out tot the living room. "Pizza will be here in 20. Soft drinks and beer coming too."
"We didn't exactly come for a party, Lenny." Ren said.
"That's okay -- you're here and so is Ricky. Jason is on the way, and so is Ricky's cousin, Ty."
I turned off the TV and turned on some jazz.
When Jason got there, his eyes widened as I opened the door. All the people surprised him. "Dude! I didn't know you were having a - "
"Come in and close the door!" I ordered.
Ricky came out looking excellent! His poor boy again with the stretch jeans he usually wore. His hair was slicked and still wet. Jason's eyes widened as he walked out of the bedroom door.
As soon as Ty was there, I turned down the sound and said, "Okay -- the two outer rooms are off limits, but my room -- and the bathroom - and shower room -- are okay to use. Pizza will be here momentarily."
I made all the introductions. As soon as David found out that Jason was married, he took him aside. Jason was not minding it any. The pizza and drinks arrived. I gave a beer to Ren -- I know he wanted one, Ty also grabbed a beer. Everyone else took soft drinks. Soon the party was humming. A knock at the door. I wondered who it could be. It was Carrie and Al.
"It was obvious something was going down up here. Can we come?"
"Sure!" I said. I made the introductions. I didn't have to SAY that Carrie and AL were a couple. They started to dance almost immediately. When they saw the two girls dancing, Ren asked me if I would dance with him. I started to say no, but then decided to. I grabbed another root beer and Ren grabbed another beer -- his third.
"It feels so natural holding him like this." I thought. I looked and Jason was dancing with David. Well, why not? Ricky was dancing with his cousin. They made their way over to us, and they broke embrace and then Ty tapped me on the shoulder. I stepped away and over to Ricky. He grinned. I saw Ty bend down and grab two more beers for himself and Rennie. They started dancing and Ren laid his head on Ty's shoulder.
I little lump seemed to pass through my heart and then I felt Ricky's head on my own chest -- and his hands on my butt. I closed my eyes and just decided to let the rest of the night happen.
The first to leave were Jason and David. "Hey, Thanks a lot, Lenny -- for letting me - us -- come to your party." David said. "It seems that Jason and I have a lot to talk about." Jason was grinning.
"OH! Jason. Call your wife!" I had almost forgotten.
"Thanks. I will. I now have a place to call home -- at least for now -- I'm gonna stay with David. Bye!" They went out the door.
Wow! I didn't see that coming -- but it made some sense to me. Two married guys, separated from their wives, living together. Funny thing was, I thought that maybe David would replace Ren's dad.
Next to leave was Ty. "I'm gonna go home now. I'm about dead! Thanks for asking me. It was fun!" He left. Too soon -- way too soon, Rennie decided he had to leave. I imagined that he would be picking up Ty and going either to his own place or Ty's.
Finally the girls left, leaving me alone, with Ricky again to heal my aching heart. And he did it in a very special way. When we were finished, he said, "Ah'm glad I was here this evenin'. Ah don't think you'd have done very well on your own, Lenny."
"I'm glad too. Ricky. I really like you and -- well -- you know."
"It was pretty hot, wasn't it! Do you mind if we cuddle while we go to sleep?" He asked me.
"No. I think I need come cuddling."
He held me first from the front. We were naked from the earlier romp we had. Then he kissed me. Something cracked. I started to wail like a baby.
"Oh, Lenny, Lenny -- I'm sorry, I - " He pulled away.
"No -- don't stop! Please. I don't know what happened. I just can't seem to control it. Please hold me." He came back and this time, I kissed him. I nearly choked trying not to cry, but I was successful. I felt his renewed hardness thumping my stomach, and it aroused my own. We kissed and involuntarily, my hips started bucking and thrusting.
"You have a condom?" I grabbed one quickly out of the drawer. He snatched it from me and awkwardly put it on me. Then he lay on his back and spread his legs. I grabbed some lube and squirted it in him and put a lot on me. He put his legs over my shoulders. How did he know that? Maybe it just came naturally.
I put my rock hard dick against his hole. I pushed. "Ah! Oh! No -- ouch -- too much!" He said. I then worked one finger inside him. "Oooo! Slow, babe!" he said I worked it slow and easy until my finger was ramming him at breakneck speed. He was breathing deep. I stopped and gently worked in another finger then a third. I started to thrust those in him, again, slowly at first, and then faster. I kissed him. He looked into my eyes and nodded his head.
I put my dick back in -- and it went easily. He grimaced a little, as I started to thrust it in and out. As I got a rhythm going he was again breathing hard as I picked up speed. He grabbed me, pulling me down to his mouth. I was kissing him deeply when I felt that familiar stirring deep in my groin.
I rammed my tongue in and out in the same rhythm as my hips were wildly ramming me into him. He was moaning and gasping. I felt myself build and build until finally I was screaming out in my ecstasy, over and over as I spent my cream into him. When I was finished, he was not.
"Oh, Baby! I'm so close, don't stop!" I was slipping out because I was soft, so I moved fast and sucked him in and bobbed my head as fast as my neck would do it. He started yelling and bucking, grabbed my head and fucked it even faster than I was doing him. He wasn't huge, so it didn't hurt. I felt so good to give him this pleasure after he let me take his virginity!
"Oh, baby -- baby -- Lenny! I love you so much!" He said. I didn't correct him this time.
"I love you too, Ricky Lee! I love you too." And I did -- at least for that moment.
We woke up early. I still had to go to school, but luckily it was not an excruciatingly early class. We showered and did each other again as we had a few night earlier in the shower. I thought about it only momentarily: I had told him the rules. I told him several times that in the moment of passion we feel certain ways. I didn't feel any responsibility to remind him again.
When I dropped him off he said, "Thanks, Lenny. I don't know how to say goodbye after that, but I know -- we're just dating. K?"
"Yeah -- that's how it is, Ricky m- that's how it is."
But on the way to school, I had a hard time convincing myself. I wondered if I was falling for Ricky Lee.
My last class of the day was chemistry. I walked in early, and sat down. I opened my book to see what we were going to be talking about today. As I was reading, I felt someone sit next to me. The whole rest of the classroom was available, but he chose to sit right next to me. I looked over -- kind of disgusted. It was Jamie! He was all smiles and looking very cute -- and skinny. His Dockers were cinched up with a rope-like belt. Not tight to his body. They barely were hinging on his hips. Why that appealed to me, I don't know.
"Hi!" I said, with an obvious question on my face.
"I needed to transfer my chem. class to go out for the cross country team. Normally it would be too late, but they lost a guy and needed one more on the team. I did cross country in high school, and somebody found out. They're actually going to give me some of my tuition back!"
"Wow!" I said. "Great to see you again." Then I whispered, "I'd hug you, but -- it might not look good."
"Why? Guys hug all the time."
"Not the way I was imagining it!" I said.
"I had to do some research to find out which class you were in."
"You chose my class on purpose?"
"Duh!" He answered.
"Can I ask you something?" I said.
"Sure!"
"I -- don't want to -- I mean I don't know how to put this, but - "
"Just say it." He shrugged.
"Well, It wouldn't have occurred to me to choose a class based on who's in it. Sorry but that seems a little high school-ish."
"Oh."
I felt bad as soon as I said it. It was a stupid thing to say. He looked so embarrassed! "Look, I'm sorry! I should be flattered -- and I AM -- but -- well, we are here to study and learn."
He looked at the floor as he spoke. "I -- uh -- had a couple reasons for doing that. And I'll admit that one of them was related to my -- well -- attraction to you." He paused and then continued, "But the main reason is -- I'm hoping you can help me. I just really struggle with this crap."
"Is it only chemistry?"
Still looking down, he said, "No."
"What else do you have trouble with?" I asked.
"Almost everything."
"What do you - "
"High school was a breeze. All the classes there -- for me -- required no real study. I have a really good memory -- almost photographic -- so I never really learned to study."
"Yeah, they don't teach kids to study there, that's for sure."
He continued, "and I am getting worried. The classes are a lot harder here -- I mean DUH! -- but I don't know how to study -- or resaerch!"
"Well, I can only do so much, but maybe I can help you out a little. I know that there are services here on campus that will help you. The first place to go might be the library. Have you been there?"
"No." he said sheepishly.
"Okay, right after class -- do you have another class then?"
"No -- not until after lunch."
"Good. Lets go the library from here, then we can go to lunch somewhere."
"Cool!"
We finished up our class and walked to the library. It was a long walk, but it gave us time to talk.
"My parents really like you, Lenny."
"Thanks! You're parents are REALLY cool! And your brother, too!"
"Kev? Oh yeah, I suppose. He and I have spent a lot of time together since the other day."
"You really didn't know he was gay too?"
"Nope. Pretty crummy gaydar huh?"
"I guess."
"By the way -- he really thinks you're cute!" I shrugged and turned red. "But I told him to stay away!"
"Wha -- why?"
"I want a chance at you, silly!" He turned deep red. We were walking up the steps into the library when he said this. "I gotta pee! Where's the head?" he said.
"Right over there. I gotta go too." We went in to the bathroom. The door squeaked loudly as it opened. No one was there. I headed for the last toilet. I went in and as I was closing the door, it was forced open. Jamie jumped in and closed the door. I was dumbfounded!
"I read about this happening -- on the internet. I used to fantasize I would meet a really hunky guy in the toilet. Well, here you are!" He grabbed me and kissed me. I didn't resist, but I was nervous. Finally I broke the kiss.
"Dude! We can't do this!" I said.
"Did you hear that door as we came in? It is a perfect alarm. If someone comes in, we will know!" He grabbed me again, and this time I really responded. Something about the danger really turned me on. As he kissed me, he grabbed my butt. I moaned and grabbed his back. He took that as his cue.
He awkwardly undid my belt and fly, than put his hand into my pants, and into my boxers. What he found there was already pulsing and throbbing. I started to do the same to him but he stopped me.
"No -- just keep still." He knelt down and started sucking on my hard piece. I was looking around -- as if someone might be able to see through the walls. I was not able to control what was going on inside me, and very quickly, I started to take great gulps of air. I pushed him away and squirted against the wall.
"NO! I want it!" He said, and he clamped on and sucked with all his might. He swallowed it and then wiped off the wall with some toilet paper.
"Well," I asked, "how did you like it?"
"How did I like it?" He asked incredulously. "How did YOU like it?"
"I was a little nervous to fully appreciate it. But how did it taste to you?"
"Kinda gross!"
"It's an acquired taste. Now please leave and let me take a shit!"
"Not until we do this once more." He grabbed me and kissed me again.
CREAK! The door! We froze! I climbed on top of the toilet seat, and then he did too. It was hard for two of us -- both tall -- to squat on one toilet low enough that our heads didn't show above the partition.
"I know I saw him come in here! Shh!" one voice said.
"You're full of shit! That fag lover's not in here! Or anyone else - See?" We heard some rustling of a jacket or something, and then a book hit the floor. "Shit!" Came an exclamation.
Then we heard the door squeak again. We stayed still for a moment to try to detect any movement. Finally, I whispered, "I recognized that second voice! You leave first. Go to the tables near the student square. I'll be there as soon as I am finished.
As I did my business, I heard the urinal flush and the water run as he washed his hands, then the door creaked again as he left. I was just about to come out of the toilet when the door opened again! I froze once more. There was good natured laughing -- two or three guys, laughing and joking. As I heard the first urinal flush, I did too, and came out. I met one of the guys at the sinks.
"Hey!" I said.
"Hey!" He said. As we were washing our hands the other two joined us.
Another said, "Hey! Aren't you the one who drives that Sequoia?"
"Yeah." I said, as my heart stopped one more time in five minutes!
"I saw the guy who broke your window!"
"Really?" I said. "I think I know who it was. Did you make a report -- to campus security?"
"No! I didn't want to get involved."
"Will you -- now? They'll keep it confidential."
"Will that help you?"
"It might. We're trying to get to them through their coach. Quietly."
"Oh. Okay. What's your name?"
"Leonard -- Lenny -- Harston."
"I'm Joe. Nice to meet you." We shook hands. "Nice car by the way!"
"Thanks. Yeah, don't make a big deal about it -- just make a report to campus security, quietly. I have already been talking to them. They know what's going on and are taking steps to talk to the coach."
"Good." He said. "This is Ernie and Bert here"
He laughed as one of the other guys said, "Hey, Fuck you!" to him. Then to me, "I'm Bret, and this is Ernie."
"Hey!" I said. "Well, see you later -- and thanks!" I walked out with them. I glanced around and sure enough -- the creep was standing against the wall, bragging to some cheap girl there. He saw me and stiffened, but as I was with three other guys he looked away.
As soon as we were out of the library, I almost ran to where I was to meet Jamie. When he saw me, he looked relieved.
"I was worried! What took so long?"
"I met some new friends."
"Gay?"
"I don't think so. They were talking about girls as they came in to the bathroom."
"Oh."
"But one saw the creep who broke my windshield."
"Cool."
"Yeah."
"How's that going?" He asked me.
"I just left it in the hands of campus security."
"Maybe we should check up on them - ?"
"Hmm -- maybe you're right." I took out my new cell phone and keyed in the number I had jotted down on a book cover.
"UCSB Campus Security!"
"May I speak with Bud?"
"Bud here."
"This is Leonard Harston. What's happening with my -- um -- case?"
"We've spoken to the coach. He admitted this isn't the first complaint he's had about those two. He said not to worry -- he'd take care of it."
"Thanks." I hung up the phone. "He said the coach told them he'd take care of it."
"I wonder when that was. Because if the coach talked to them before today, they weren't acting like it in the bathroom."
"Yeah -- well, maybe -- maybe he still has to talk to them. I'll see you later. I have to put these books in my car."
When I got to my car, the other side was smashed. I couldn't drive it that way. There was a note:
"Don't fuck with us, FUCKER! We'll win!"
So much for the coach's little talk. I immediately punched 911 in to my phone. A policeman were there in minutes.
"Yes sir, I am pretty sure that I know who it was. I have a witness for the first time they did it."
"If your witness will come forward." The officer said.
"He said he would -- if it was kept anonymous."
"I'm afraid that it's gone too far for that, son. This is a criminal case now. A defendant has the right to look his accusers in the eye."
"Shit!" I said to myself.
"What's that?"
"Sorry, sir. I just get tired of guys like - "
"Well, you chose this when you decided to be gay -- at least somewhat -- right?"
"Officer -- in the first place, it's none of anyone's business if I am gay or not. In the second place, those guys called me a fag lover -- so obviously they don't think I'm gay. So I guess it's a crime in their eyes to even have compassion. And in the third place, YOU don't even know if I'm gay. But I guess that is what we can expect in court too, huh? Narrow minds and fixed beliefs!" I was pissed!
"I'm sorry sir, I didn't mean -" the officer started. I then remembered who I was hollering at. I glanced over to the far end of the parking lot, and caught sight of the 2 guys, laughing it up. They didn't see me see them.
"Officer Whatley, Don't look now, but the two guys who did this are behind you and laughing right now."
He spun around, and the guys bolted. The cop ran after them, but they disappeared behind a building. He came back. "Did you get a good look at them? Are you sure that was the two you think did this?"
"I'm sure." I said. "Why else would they run?"
"What are their names?"
"I'm not sure. The campus security has them. Their coach talked to them today, I think."
"What did he tell them?"
"I suppose that either they stop intimidating people or they're off the team -- something like that."
"I'll go have a chat with campus security -- AND the coach. Do you want to come with me?"
"Do I need to? They know who I am. I need to get this windshield taken care of."
"I guess not. Mr. Harston?"
"Yes?"
"Please accept my apology -- for assuming you were - "
"Gay?" I finished it for him.
"Yes. That was unfair of me."
"Well, I guess your gaydar works pretty well."
"Huh?" He said.
"I AM gay. But those idiots don't know it!"
"OH!" He looked like I hit him with a two-by-four.
"Is that okay with you?" I asked -- almost sarcastically.
"Um -- well, yeah!" This time he sounded half chagrinned.
"Huh?"
"I am too!" He said.
"What?" I said, not quite believing what I was hearing.
"I'm gay too!"
"Nuh-UH!" I exclaimed.
"I am. But I keep it pretty close."
"Well, then why did you say what you did a minute ago?"
"I -- oh! That? Heh. I was -- um -- testing you."
"Hmmm. Did I pass the test?"
"With flying colors! As a matter of fact I was about to ask what you had going on for lunch."
"I've already eaten lunch. I have a class in 15 minutes."
"Oh." He really sounded disappointed. He looked down at the ground.
"How about dinner?" I asked.
"Huh? Really?" He said.
"Sure. Why not!"
"I thought you were blowing me off!"
I couldn't resist: "You wish!"
"Oh -- ha ha ha! Dinner -- what time?" He asked.
"What time's good for you?" I asked.
"I get of in an hour, so any time's good."
"Well, I don't know how soon my car will be fixed. Can you pick me up here?" I asked.
"You won't mind of it's in the squad car?"
"Really? I've never ridden in one!"
"Okay! I'll pick you up and we'll go get my car back at the station. Oh!"
"What?"
"Uh -- heh heh -- I am not allowed to have riders in the front seat!"
"So I'll be like a common bad guy? COOL!"
"I'll be back here in an hour." He headed in the direction of the campus security dept. and I called for a tow to a glass company nearby. I was late to my next class, but I felt good that the tow truck driver knew what I wanted.
I have to confess -- I had trouble concentrating in class. Officer Whatley (I didn't even know his first name yet!) was about 6 feet tall, and an hourglass figure -- from what I could see with his uniform on. I guessed he was close to 30, though he could be younger. He has dark hair on the sides (He never removed his hat) and a dark heavy shadow of a beard. His eyes are steely blue, and deep-set under heavy brows and lashes. He might be part Latino -- or maybe Greek.
When I met him in the parking lot -- my car was gone -- he pulled up and got out to open the back door for me. He instinctively pushed my head into the car so I would not bump it. I laughed at that. When we were both in the car, he took his hat off.
"Thanks for the ride, Officer Whatley!" I teased.
"Oh! I'm Tom. Where to, sir?"
"Well, if I remember, you were going back to the station to get your car."
"Oh, yeah! Lost my concentration for a moment." He grinned. His teeth are perfectly straight and pearly white. I checked self-consciously with my tongue to see if my teeth were free from lunch left-overs!
We went to the police substation where his car was. He drove a classic 1977 Camaro Z28. It was a pristine, yellow t-top with black interior, big wide tires and a custom, hood scoop. I wondered if he noticed the other cops that were eyeing us as we hopped in and took off.
"They think they know something about me!" He said. "But they don't know shit. I know some of them really wonder why someone my age is not married. Occasionally they try to fix me up with a woman."
"How old are you?" I asked. His neck almost snapped as he turned toward me. "Well -- you've seen my license. You KNOW how old I am."
"I'm 36." He looked at me as if waiting for it to sink in.
"Oh! Wow!" I said. "I was going to guess maybe 30, but thought you must be closer to twenty five." I guess that was the right thing to say. I got to see those pretty teeth again.
"Oh!" He said, visibly surprised, "Thanks! Nope -- I'm almost old enough to be your dad! Will that be a problem."
"Not for me! Actually, I need a dad!" I said, before I thought much about it.
"Really? You can call me Dad if you want!"
"Naw! That's okay." I said. What I was feeling was quite different. He was 18 years older than I. He literally COULD be a dad to me. I was fighting with my own feelings about that. The reason I was fighting was -- It made me feel good! I was amazed at what a good, warm feeling I got from that.
"Any where in particular you'd like to go for dinner? My treat!" It then dawned on me -- he had no idea what my financial situation was.
"McDonalds is good enough for me." I said.
"I don't think so! Denny's ok?"
"Yeah -- same thing to me -- everything's greasy. But at least someone serves it to you.!" I said.
He almost drove by the place that Jason works. He put the brakes on hard. "Ever been here?"
"Y- yeah." I said cautiously. "It's kinda expensive though."
"No problem -- I'm trying to impress my date!"
Again, my heart skipped a beat. I felt my face and ears warm up, but it was already too dark for him to notice. I think I let go a nervous laugh.
"This is the place! I can tell you like it." He said. I wondered if Jason would be on. Tom was still in his uniform. How would that look?
As soon as we walked in, the hostess recognized me. "Hi -- you're Jason's friend, aren't you?"
"Hi -- yes." I said.
"Just the two of you?"
"Yeah."
"Jason won't be in for another ten minutes, but that's okay -- there's about a ten minute wait."
Just what I didn't want to hear. I don't know why. Funny thing was -- if things were working out for him like I suspected -- he was kind of in a father-son type relationship too. WHAT AM I THINKING! I screamed to myself silently. I'm not in any relationship! This is just a guy I met -- that's all!
Notes: Or could it be more? Well, Lenny DID lose his dad! Comments welcome. Steve at s4d@hotmail.com. Please put "Lenny" on the subject line, Thanks and Love, Steve
Bottom line: Love will Rule in the end.