This story is a true story but has fictional names and events in it. If you are not over the age of 18 or are opposed to this type of material please Do Not Read It. This story belongs to Ari Txanton and reproductions without permission are not allowed.
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This is my first attempt at writing an erotic shortstory/novel. Warning- this isn't just erotica. It has a long story line and it not just sex! It is intended for those who like to read and be aroused. It is not intended for anyone who is looking to just get off. Please respect me and if you are just looking to get off do not waste your time skimming through my story looking for the hot scenes. Thank you! Please do write with criticisms and comments!
Chapter 1- Meeting Him
"I seriously can't believe you are going to come out to them. I can't believe you still live with them!" Sarah said as she was putting an earring into her right ear.
"A lot of people live with their parents at the age of twenty-one, besides it is a lot cheaper than living in the dorms and I live in the pool house. It isn't like I have my own room in the house and I am always under my parents watch. I suspect they already know about me." I said.
"I am sure they do you little fairy!" She said throwing a pair of her dirty underwear at me.
"Whatever, I am really masculine! You couldn't even tell that I was a fag when we first met. What is this?" I said pointing at a cum stain on Sarah's underwear.
"Oh shut up, like you don't ever get jizz stains on your clothes!" Sarah said running over and snatching them out of my hands.
"I'm not a whore like you!" I said sticking out my tongue at her.
"Are you ready? Is that what you are wearing?" She said grabbing a jacket.
"Yeah, why? Is there something wrong with it?" I asked standing up and looking at myself.
"No, you look adorable and quite fuckable! All the straight boys will be wanting to get in your ass!" She said laughing.
"Why do we always have to go to straight clubs?" I asked as we headed out of Sarah's apartment.
"We don't! We went to a gay bar last week! You had a lot of fun!" She said as she turned to make sure the door was locked.
"Yeah right! You had more men all over you than I did! I guess it isn't so bad considering the type of guys that were there! Yuck!" I said as we headed down the hall of her apartment complex.
"Whatever, you were jealous," she sneered as we left the apartment complex and headed out into the open air. "Do you want to walk or get a taxi?" She asked stopping and turning towards me.
"It is warm enough to walk but it is already 11 so let's take a bus instead because I do not want to wait for a taxi." I said walking towards the bus stop.
"Yeah but I do not want to pay for the damn bus!" She said not following.
"It would cost more for a taxi! Stop being stupid. Come on!" I said walking back to her. She had her phone to her ear and was starring at me like I was dumb.
"Hey Chelsea, where are you? Really? Will you come and pick Ari and I up? Ok cool, yeah, ok yeah, I see you right now." She said as she closed her phone shut. I turned around and there was Chelsea, one of Sarah's friends, in her green focus. We hurried and got in and were off to "La belle Vie" this really awesome nightclub that played pretty decent music.
We arrived at the same time everyone else did and Sarah of course got annoyed and made us trudge up the side of the line to the front. Chelsea, her boyfriend Josh and I stood there while Sarah did her thing with one of the guys she knew that was working the door. After about three minutes of acting like a total slut she turned around and waved us to come in with her. The club was booming. It was filled with heat and music. We dropped our jackets off at the coat counter and headed down the stairs into the dance floor. Sarah wrapped her arms around my neck and we began to dance like there was no one else in the world but us two. The heavy techno beat filled my body with excitement and I could feel my energy flowing into Sarah as we both danced like there was no tomorrow. I watched as Sarah backed away from me and lifted her arms in the air and closed her eyes and let herself go with the flow of the melody.
I realized in that moment how much I loved her and how much I enjoyed being her friend. We had only met just a year ago when we had a Biology class together. We used to skip class and go eat or go to the sex shop and look at the hundreds of dildos and toys that we always said we were going to buy! We would sometimes go shopping and spend hours upon hours talking about sexy men and sex! Like me, Sarah was a sex feigned. We both loved our men and we both enjoyed sex immensely. She was beautiful. She had they light hazelish-blue eyes and a thin body with naturally large breasts. Her hair was a light strawberry blonde and her face was absolutely gorgeous. She had a small nose with gorgeous full lips. We made a perfect match as friends! We would have made a perfect match as lovers if I weren't gay. Not saying that I am conceited or anything. I just have confidence in my good looks. People know when they are good looking!
"I am hot, you want to get something to drink?" Sarah said I was kept dancing and starring right at her with a blank stare.
"Huh? What?" I said as I came out of my
daydream.
"Do you want to go to the bar and get something
to drink?" She yelled leaning closer to me towards my ear.
"Yeah, let's get something to drink," I responded grabbing her hand and leading her through the thick crowd of hot sweaty bodies. As we reached the bar two people were getting up from stools, so Sarah and I quickly took their place at the bar. I was hot and kind of sweating. I looked around and saw all the guys eyeing Sarah like she was some piece of meat. I felt jealous and decided that I wanted to drink!
"One Flirtini for me please!" Sarah said to the
hot Scandinavian looking bartender behind the counter.
"I'll take a Flirtini too," I said.
"Make that two Flirtinis then!" Sarah chimed in.
"Damn it is hot in here!" She said grabbing a
napkin and patting her neck with it. Down to our right there was this really hot mixed-Latino looking guy sitting there drinking a beer. He was starring at us with out looking away. In a way it kind of freaked me out.
"Here you go," said the hot bartender in an Australian accent as he laid our martinis down with the bill.
"I got this one," Sarah said laying down a 20.
"I'll get the next one." I said picking up my Flirtini and taking quite large swig. "Mm, it taste so good!" I said taking yet another drink.
"Yeah, this is my fav drink ever!" Sarah said as
she finished hers off.
"Whoa slow down! I don't want to have to carry
you home!" I said.
"You need to hurry up!" She said picking up my
glass and going for a drink.
"No, no, that is mine!" I said taking the glass
from her and finishing it off.
"I paid for it!" She said frowning and crossing
her arms like a little girl.
"Whatever, I have the next one! Hey! Do you have and Cachaa?" I asked the bartender as he walked towards us.
"Hmm cachaa, that Brazilian stuff?" He asked.
"Yeah that, do you have any?" I asked.
"Yeah, we do actually, why?" He asked, looking
at me and then at Sarah.
"Can you make two Caipirinhas please?" I asked.
"I sure can, good choice!" He said turning away
to fetch our wonderful Brazilian drink.
"Mm, I love caipirinha! It is my favorite!" I
said.
"Yeah it is pretty good, but not as good as flirtinis!" Sarah said acting like she was already a little woozy which I do not doubt since she is such a lightweight. I looked down the bar to see if that guy was still starring at us but he was no longer there. After a few minutes, the bartender came back with our Caipirinhas. He laid the bill down and before I could reach into my pocket a hand slammed a 20 dollar bill down over the bill.
"I've got it," a sexy male voice said. I turned around and it was the gorgeous latino looking guy that had been sitting at the end of the bar. I could not say anything. We made eye contact and he held my stare. He then turned to look at Sarah. "Oh thanks!" Sarah said picking up her caipirinha and taking a sip.
"You guys made a good choice," the guy said. He looked at me and asked me, "Voc brasileiro?"
"Am I Brazilian? No, no," I answered as the
bartender returned with his change.
"Voc fala portugus? Voc o entede?" He asked
me in Portuguese.
"No, not really. I dated a Brazilian once and I picked up a few things." I responded taking a drink of my caipirinha.
"Ari speaks French," Sarah said. "I am Sarah and
this is Ari," she offered before she took another drink.
"Oh, nice to meet you both, I am Marc. I am BrazilianAmerican." He said.
"Thanks for the drinks," I offered.
"No problem, I enjoy meeting people who know a
little about Brazilian culture. Where was your girlfriend from Ari?" Marc asked me. Before I could answer Sarah chimed in.
"Oh! Ari is a fag! His boyfriend was from Brazil! He hasn't ever had a girlfriend in his life!" She said laughing.
"I see," said Marc simply as we made eye contact again. I could feel my self blush a little. Even though I was pretty much open about my sexuality, I didn't feel comfortable telling everyone I met, especially straight guys in a straight bar!
"You have a hot body, can I feel your chest and arms?" Sarah said which broke Marc's and my eye contact.
"Sure," he said blushing a little. He looked at me and then moved over to her where she started to rub his hard chest. I had to admit that he was probably one of the hottest men I have ever laid eyes on. He was light skinned for a Brazilian that is why I described him as mixedLatino. He had a bit of stubble from the day. He had dark black hair and light blue eyes that stood out because of his dark features. He was about 6'3" tall and probably weighed around 190 pounds of almost pure muscle. I could tell he worked out a lot. He had nice thick arms with big veins running down the forearms which showed he was lean. His chest was not so built that he looked like he had man boobs, but he had nice sized mounds under his black tank top. His shoulders were nice and round and his neck was thick yet long which didn't make him look like a neck less bodybuilder. His face was beautiful. He had a very thick masculine face with a straight jaw and high hard cheekbones. His lips were thick and his hair was the short kind of messy look. The thing that I loved the most about him though were his hands. His hands were big and rough and you could tell they were hands that belonged to a true man. They were stained with what seemed like grease or oil which told me he did something that was messy. His fingers were pretty long and thick.
I watched in envy as Sarah rubbed her hands up and down his arms. She giggled like a little school girl. I saw Marc looking over the crowd to his right and stop as he spotted someone.
"Hey, I will be right back. I see a friend of mine. I am going to go say hello and I will be right back. Here take this and get yourselves something else to drink." He said as he threw another twenty at Sarah.
"Ok, but hurry back!" She said as he turned around into the crowed. We could just get a quick glance at his tight butt as he disappeared into the crowd. "He sure is sexy! Damn I am taking him home with me!" Sarah said as she spun around to order herself another Flirtini. "And you?" The bartender said to me.
"I'll take anything with a high concentration of cointreau!" I said looking back into the crowed searching for Marc.
"Don't you think he is gorgeous?" Sarah turned
to me and asked.
"Maybe the most beautiful man I have ever seen,"
I responded.
"Yeah, perhaps. He sure doesn't know how to dress when he goes out though does he? I mean come on, a black tanktopwife-beater-type-thing and army fatigues? Come on! Poor guy, he needs a girl's touch!" She said as the bartender returned with our drinks. Sarah handed him the twenty and turned back towards me.
"I think he looks hot in the army pants and
tanktop. Maybe he is in the military?" I suggested.
"I don't care what he is, but he is definitely
coming home with me tonight." She said sipping her flirtini.
"What about me?" I asked.
"I am sure you can crash at Chelsea's," She
said.
"I don't even know her!" I said turning to see if I could find Josh and Chelsea anywhere. "Plus her and Josh are probably going to want some privacy too!" I said.
"I will pay for you to take a cab home!" Sarah
said.
"Oh gee thanks Sarah, you are such a good friend! I cannot go home drunk! My parents would not tolerate it!" I said.
"You aren't even drunk, and besides you live in
the pool house remember?" She said.
"Oh so I need to stop having fun and need to
start drinking coke just because you want to get some DICK tonight?!" I screamed.
"Am I interrupting anything here," Marc said as
he returned. The guys sitting next to me got up and Marc quickly took his place.
"No not at all. Ari is just being a baby. He
says he wants to drink but he has to go home tonight and he still lives with his parents and his parents are like Christian freaks and do not tolerate any alcohol or fun for that matter!" She said smiling at me. I hated her at that moment.
"Oh yeah, I see, that really sucks man," Marc
said as he raised his arm to scratch his back, his big bicep flexing.
"Do you want Ari and I to trade places?" Sarah
asked Marc.
"No it is ok, you guys are fine." Marc responded smiling a beautiful smile.
"Well I need to go to the potty so I will be
right back! Ok?" Sarah said as she finished her flirtini and hopped off of the stool and headed for the women's restroom.
"If you want Ari, you could crash at my place. I
know you don't really know me but I won't bite, don't worry, I mean unless you want me to," He said winking at me. I had not noticed before but Marc had been flirting with me kind of. The eye contact, the wanting to sit next to me. I was either getting drunk and dreaming or Marc was asking me to come back to his place where he would bite me if I wanted him to!
"Well thanks, but it is ok. I will just go home.
I think Sarah will be inviting you back to her place." I answered to see if I was just drunk of if he was really trying to pick me up.
"I see. Well I would rather take you home with me than go home with her. I actually came over to talk to you, not her." Marc said putting his hand on my leg. I took a shot of my cointreau and looked at Marc hand sitting on my leg.
"I never believed I would get picked up by a gay man at a straight bar," I said laughing.
"I'm not really gay. I am kind of curious I would say. I have never actually been with a guy. But when I saw you tonight I thought you were the most beautiful thing I have ever seen, even more beautiful than any girl." He said smiling and blushing at the same time. He looked over his shoulder to make sure no one knew what was going on between us. I started laughing because I somehow didn't believe him. He looked at me with pain in his eyes and then I realized that he was being serious. He really was scared and telling me his feelings.
"Well I must admit that I think you are the most gorgeous man I have ever laid eyes on!" I said.
"So will you crash at my place then?" He asked.
"Sure! It'll piss off Sarah for sure but oh well she was going to make me go home so she could take you home and fuck you!" I said.
"Some things work out differently I suppose. Do
you want another drink?" He asked.
"No thanks, I am already feeling my first three. I think I am done for the night. I mean after all I am going home with a complete stranger who could be crazy! I need to keep up my guard you know!" I said with a hint of sarcasm.
"I understand. Hey I'll take another Bud, in a bottle," Marc said to the bartender. He had it down before Sarah even returned. I heard her yell at us to announce that she had returned. I looked at her and saw that she had gone and "freshened up".
"I'm back guys!" She said not even looking at me but smiling widely at Marc. "Do you want to dance?" She asked Marc.
"Actually no, Ari and I were just about to head out. I offered him a bed at my place tonight so he would not have to go to his parents house," he said smiling at me. Sarah looked at me with anger in her eyes. She was pissed! I could tell! The only reason I was going to have to go and stay at my parents was because she was taking him home with her! But now that I was going home with him she would have to find someone else to take home or she would have to go home alone!
"I will call you tomorrow Sarah!" I said leaning
over to her and kissing her cheek. She pulled her head away from me and did not say a word.
"It was nice meeting you Sarah. Enjoy the rest of your evening." Marc said as he turned and put his hand on my waist and guided me in front of him towards the door. I turned my head back to look at Sarah who was standing there obviously pissed off. I smiled and made a sign that I would call her.