Shameless

Shameless Part 5

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Part 5

There was the usual much to do about everything going on at Tone's Bar. I liked the place because the patrons were older and seemed sensible. There was no loud music and folks could talk, which was different from many gay bars.

I also wondered if anyone else, besides me was fascinated with this place. I seriously have been obsessed with the ambiance of the patrons. I know it is Tony, the owner, and the sweetest man to ever pour a jigger of gin; is the one who makes customers feel welcomed. And of course Rodney, who glues the place together with stories, song and off key piano music, tossing around a bit of "Boys in the Band" craziness and fun.

For me, what I witness is how simple the concept of the patrons, seemed to be at first glance, yet convoluted to understand all types of behavior. They drink, they stare, they sing show tunes and drool over hot men with great looking butts. The more you think about it, the patrons are a mixture of cruising men no different from any other group hunting on a dude's night out.

It's because of this, that I find a well-run tavern, better than anything else, except for sleazy sex. Gays in general are not fussy for the most part.

Two young gays, pushed into me when I was going into the bar. They seemed to be more flighty being in a rush, making their grand entrance.

"Oh, sorry fella, I didn't mean to brush against you." Said one of the characters

"Oh, don't believe that queen, she will touch any man in pants," said the other laughing...and they were on their way swishing and greeting other patrons who seemed to know them.

"Have a seat," said Tony the bar owner. I tend to reach too far into the complexity of people, then wind up completely turned around, and lost. So it is time to pause right here and cozy up to Tony for a chat.

"Give Joey anything he wants to drink, It is on the house," he yelled out to Sonny the bartender.

"Whatya have good-looking," asked Sonny, wiping the bar with a wet rag.

"Oh stop, you need a mirror, just a beer," I said

"Coming up," he replied and "I don't need a fuckin mirror."

I sat next to Tony and we began chatting about nothing and everything.

"Do you see, what I see?" asked Tony taking a sip of club soda.

"Probably not, `cause you don't miss a damn thing. What do you see?" I asked

"Your friend Tom is back here," said Tony

"Did you say – Back here?"

"That's right, he has been in here a couple of times just this week. I thought maybe you two were an item." Said Tony

"Nah, I barely know him, we were becoming friends but he split. Typical guilt shit. I don't know much about him."

"Do you know what I think? Said Tony

"Knowing you, that could be most anything," I replied grinning at him.

"I think he is trying to find himself. Look at Terry, putting his arm around his waist and he moves away. Guys don't move away from Terry, they grab his hot ass and big dick. The kid is a hot meal around men, especially men who like to fuck and play daddy. I don't think Tom is interested in him."

I remember Terry, but I didn't bother with him," I replied "He is too forward and not my type."

"Why don't you go and talk to Tom," said Tony

"About what?"

"You will think of something," replied Tony

"I'll pass, Tom needs a nursemaid and that is not me." I said

"He is good looking." Muttered Tony

"That he is – that he is," I agreed

I bought Tony a drink, but he motioned to his bartender Sonny, to set the drink down in front of Tom. Then he got up and walked away.

A hand touched my shoulder. It was Tom. "Thanks Joe for sending over the drink." he said

"I didn't, Tony did that."

"Oh" was all he said.

"Are you pissed at something? You don't seem very friendly?" said Tom

"Hell no, what makes you say that?" I asked

"You never contacted me after we got together. I assumed you chose to ignore me." Said Tom

"Not so – I sent you two different text messages and you ignored me. Nothing, not even a "howdy-do" of a response."

"I wouldn't do that." Replied Tom

"Of course you wouldn't. It's not important." I replied. Setting down my empty beer bottle and getting up to leave.

"Where you going?" asked Tom

"No place special, I'm not in the drinking mood," I said

"Oh – see ya" he mumbled

"Sure, `later' I replied not knowing what that meant.

I felt it was a common issue at this point. "How do some people get past it?" I asked myself. The answer was obvious. I needed to get away from yesterday; but not by acting like a spoiled brat.

I drove around for a while thinking of something to do. When I passed the city park, I considered stopping to get sucked off in the bushes. I knew where the cruising area was and one could always find action in the bushes after dark. I parked my pick up and sat for about 5 minutes. I wasn't horny and not really interested in sex. Coffee sounded better to me, if one can believe anything so ridiculous as coffee, coming from a gay man who hungers for sex as a way of life.

"Ah, fuck it," I finally said to myself and went home. I parked, got out of the truck and saw Tom sitting on my front steps. I acted casual walked over and set down beside him.

"Nice night," I said "Where did you come from?"

"Yup, not bad." He replied. "Where have you been, completely ignoring my question?"

"I drove around town thinking maybe I would go to the park for a blowjob." I answered

"Cool, how was it?" Tom asked

"I only thought about it. I didn't do it."

"That's cool"

"A-huh" I mumbled

"Joe about the text let me explain." He said

"Hey, you deleted it and it is okay, forget about it."

"I made a mistake not replying. I wanted to get some gay experience so I would be a better person for you."

"Oh, good grief, spare me the heart and flowers." I said

"Just hear me out, will you do that? – I went to Tone's bar three times. A dude gave me a blowjob in the men's room and it was awful. I fucked Terry and I didn't like that either. I messed up by ignoring you. I don't like this gay shit with these fucking queers. You are not like them. You are different." Confessed Tom

"Don't call them "fuckin queers" I said

"You're right – you're right, I am sorry and so confused about the way I feel. I like everybody but in different ways.

Tom put his hand on my knee and I slid closer to him. We said nothing for about two minutes.

"Is your dick hard?" he asked

"Nope"

"Do you think it should be?"

"Yup"

"Wanna go inside and work on it? He asked

"I started grinning like a pregnant cow and put my arm around his waist. Tom was a hell of a guy and a clean-cut catch in my opinion, and I put a lot of trust in my opinions about people.

"Let's go inside for a beer," I suggested

"Any chance I can get molested," he said laughing

"Only 100%" I replied

Tom pinched my butt making me jump. The past was past and whatever block lying in the road was gone. We were buddies again.

When we got to the living room, I handed Tom a beer from the fridge. There wasn't much conversation, just staring followed by touching. (Lots of touching)

Tom put his hands on my hips and unbuttoned my jeans. "I thought you wanted to get molested. I should be doing that to you," I mumbled

"We will get there eventually," he said

In seconds, my underwear was around my ankles and Tom's hand was fondling between my legs. He cradled my cock in his warm hand and placed his finger under my balls as if checking the merchandise. It seemed like all his forbidden desires were coming to the boiling point and I was the catalyst needed to do what he was doing.

"You're hot Joey, good lookin dick you got here,"

"Just keep thinking that way," I replied

Tom wrapped his strong arms around my bare legs. I could see his biceps bulging and it turned me on. He had thick lips and he put them around my dick like wet rawhide drying in the sun - Gay power was now the only thing that mattered.

He gulped taking me, and trying to breathe. Damn, but he could suck cock making up his own style as he practiced on me. I was afraid I was moaning like a girl and I wanted to be tough like a man. It was an effort too. He used his mouth like a plunger. I fuckin loved him touching me.

Tom was not delicate about anything. He sucked beyond description and I was about to cum in no time flat. "How great is that?"

"Hold on - hold on man. I'm getting very close and you are going to make me shoot off in your mouth if you don't slow down. Go easy I pleaded.

"Go ahead and dump it" Tom mumbled

"I will buddy, but not yet," and backed away from him. We stood there talking.

"Joe; what are we waiting for, the 4th of July?"

We were both naked and I didn't answer; instead, I touched between his legs, and cupped his large hairy balls in my hand. His dick was meaty and hanging down like pork sausage. "Tom, you're a homework assignment." I mumbled, running my hand over the hard cheeks of his ass.

"You want to fuck me, don't you? I can see the lust on your face. You want to fuck my ass" he said "and you actually think I will let you do that?"

"Yeah, and badly, tho I know it will never happen, maybe someday if I get lucky enough for you to trust me"

"I didn't think you would ask something like that. Hell, we might as well try it. I'm game if you want to fuck me. You have to stop if it hurts too much. Okay, let's do it," Tom said "If you want it – then I want it."

"Are you sure?"

"I'm sure – well, who knows, if I'm sure until we try it"

"Can you picture me inside your body?"

"Not ever, but I suspect I'm `bout to find out."

"I'll go easy. We can stop anytime you want."

I can't find the correct adjectives to describe how perfect, Tom looked lying there naked. It was enough to turn most men gay. But I knew that only I was this fortunate.

I slipped on a condom, but first lubed one finger, and then two and eventually three fingers putting them inside him. He moved a little but wasn't complaining

"How we doing?" I asked

"What do you mean," We" - You are not the one with a hand, stuck up your ass" he said.

"It's only a couple of fingers, not a hand."

"Well get them the hell out of me."

I pushed his legs further apart and gently rubbed his butt. He liked being rubbed; and I caught on to that scenario very quickly. In a matter of seconds, I was well lubed up and going inside him. He didn't like it and wasn't going for pain at all. No surprise there, Tom had a virgin butt and I was trying to push a big hard dick in there. I thought I was going to lose him and the party would be over, but that didn't occur.

"The cock on you Joe is a fuckin tool, and it hurts. Why do faggots think fucking is so great? They are nuts. Jesus, yes, they are all fucking crazy." Tom mumbled as if he was suffering.

"Do you want me to stop?"

"Yes - I mean No – I can do it; you want it, so take it." He commanded

"Easy - easy – man, let me get used to it - your cock is so damn hard. This hurts like sitting on a firecracker." He continued complaining

"When did you ever sit on a fire cracker?" I asked enjoying his complaining.

"Okay, your cock is hard like a stick." He bellowed. "This is not the time to be correcting me."

"It's supposed to be hard, stop whining and stop resisting, just relax and let me do it." I told him

"Okay then, let's trade places. You be the fuckee."

"This isn't working, I better stop. I don't want you hating me."

"I won't hate you. Just do it Dumbo." Tom cried out

"You're too tense, relax, never would I hurt my buddy."

"Yeah, well...Tell that to my ass."

Finally, Tom relaxed and let me have my way with him. He was getting wider and wetter and I was not hurting him any longer so he felt much better. I held on to his hips and road my stallion doggy style. A couple of times I kissed his sweaty body and held him close to me. Our bodies moved together like one. After all the complaining, Tom was actually enjoying my cock deep inside his body.

"Maybe these faggots aren't so crazy after all." Tom said backing into me trying to get my cock deeper inside him. Whatever I was hitting inside his butt, he longed for that feeling to continue.

Tom wanted to get fucked hard, once the discomfort went away. Although it started out like `hell on wheels,' He loved how he was feeling now. I began thinking maybe he was learning too much too fast, and I didn't want to lose him to somebody else.

Climax arouse in me as it always does and I unloaded a discharge of cum inside the condom. As my cock softened and sipped out of Tom, he removed it from me. He stared at the gooey substance sticking inside the condom and looked at me.

"We will be doing this again, won't we?" he asked

"Yeah, but not right now. I am not a super stud"

"Next time, no condom. I want your cum inside me and don't look at me like I am crazy." He mumbled

"Okay, but you won't get pregnant"

"No, but you will be inside me and I will settle for that." He said smiling

When I first connected with Tom, I felt happy and happy is a good thing. It was like being submerged in a dream. Nobody cares about my dreams, so like a blooming rose, we nestled together in the afterglow of nature – and that was a good thing for two men to be able to do that.

Tom spooned his crotch up to my face and I sucked his cock like a baby bottle. He gently fucked my face simply for the pleasure of receiving a wet firm blowjob. It wasn't long before the juice flowed from him like milk into my mouth.

I rested there gulping and swallowing everything his balls were sending my way. It was not any `grand slam - knock em dead' blowjob. It was simply draining the tube and exactly what this incredible man wanted. Nothing more – nothing less.

"Do you want to know something that's real, Joe?" He said

"Sure," I replied "educate me."

"At one time I thought of myself as a tree that could not be replanted and survive. I could never do this with a dude; I didn't realize it before but every time with you is like my first time having sex. I never knew it and never understood it until now. The act is just a lot of movement; it's the person who gives it meaning. This is the moment I always wanted but never got."

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