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Story Written By David S
"Strange Date's indeed"
"Look I'm sure you will get on, Becky set you up so I am sure you will like her" Tanya yelled pushing me towards my closet, "What are you going to wear" she asked screeching at most of my clothes, "I cannot believe you still have that shirt" she said pointing at my `Frankie says Relax' T shirt, "It's vintage" I replied
"What's her name anyway" I asked, "Didn't Becky say?" Tanya asked, and me shaking my head, "Toni, or Tani" she responded, "Oh that's a great start, I don't even know the girls name" I replied with a scowl to my words, "Jack, calm down, I will ring Beck's and get her name, so chillax" Tanya said, pulling out her Cell.
"No answer, I will text her" Tanya responded.
I proceeded to get dressed and settled on a classic buttoned down khaki shirt, and Levi's a combination that always looked good on me, the shirt complemented my Brown hair and hazel eyes, and my six foot frame looked good, Becky kept on telling me to dump the printed T shirts, "You are not 17 anymore Jack" she kept reminding me.
"Look she hasn't replied, just go to the restaurant, and I will text you her name before you get there ok" Tanya said, pushing me out of the door.
"I arrived at Nobel, at the exact time that I was told by Becky, I sat at the bar, and ordered a drink, I had again had to produce my I D, as I look a lot younger than my 25yrs, I had a Vodka coke over ice, and waited for my date to arrive.
Across from me was a guy, about my age blond, nice looking for a guy, smartly dressed, he looked a little uncomfortable, like he also was waiting on a blind date, I kept checking my phone for a text from either Tanya or Becky, but nothing, my date was almost twenty minutes late, Fuck I've been stood up I thought to myself.
I ordered a second drink, and the guy across from me smiled at me, and I out of politeness returned the smile "Hi, you been stood up as well" he asked, "Yeh looks that way" I replied, "I was meeting a girl, I don't even know her name" I added, "Blind date" he responded, "Yeh my friend set it up" I continued.
He walked over and took the stool next to mine, "Anthony" he said holding out his hand, "My friends just call me Tony" he added shaking my hand, "Jack, my friends call me Jack" I laughed out, "So Tony, who has stood you up, and a stunned look on Tony's face appeared, "Erm, well erm...you I think" he answered, just as my cell indicated I had a message. "Sorry, what was that" I asked, "I was supposed to be meeting a guy called Jack" he responded, I looked on in shock, I took a second to look at my phone as a distraction
Becky has set you up with a Guy called Tony not a girl called Toni, what she playing at? text ends
"Look Tony, I think my friend has a sense of humour I don't get" I replied looking at him with a confused expression. "I am straight, I think Becky is having a joke at our expense" I added, "I can't believe she could be that callous" Tony responded, "She knows my last partner walked out on me, so how could she be so malicious" he added.
"Tony, I don't know what goes through her head sometimes, my last girlfriend fucked about on me, so I have been alone for about four months, in fact almost five, and it was her idea to get back out there, you know" I said, looking at Tony, who looked down.
"Look Tony, we are here anyway, you want to get something to eat" I asked, and he just stared at me, and then agreed, I don't know what the hell I was doing with this guy, I mean he more or less told me he was gay, but I made it quite clear that I was straight, so two guys having a bite, no harm in that, and I am comfortable in my sexuality, ok the sex with the bitch wasn't all that, but she seemed to enjoy it, me...not so much.
"So how do you know Becky anyway" I asked
"She works in the same building as I do, we kept meeting in the elevator, going to the local coffee shop, and we started talking, that was a year ago" Tony replied, "And you, how do you know our misguided matchmaker" Tony asked, smiling at me.
"College, we had a few of the same courses" I replied.
"So why does she think you are into guys?" he asked, and to be honest, that one had me stumped, "That's a question I fully intend asking when I see her next" I replied.
I watched as Tony spoke, he was an attractive guy, you know if you like that sort of thing, he spoke with ease, his manner was perfect, his lips supple, ` what the fuck!!' did I just think that, why the fuck am I thinking about his lips.
"Look sorry Tony I just remembered I had to be somewhere tonight" I said standing up, pulling a couple of twenties to cover my portion of the bill, "Look I am sorry, nice to have met you though" I added, picking up my phone, walking out of the restaurant, heading for my car, `I've only had two drinks, I'm fine to drive. I sat in my car for about ten minutes before I started the Engine. "Fuck Becky" I moaned out, pulling out of the parking lot.
Am I attracted to this guy, I have never thought about a guy sexually, ok highschool circle jerks, but nothing personally, but there is something about him, he's charming, I am not tuning out like I normally do when a guy drones on, I was listening to him, and was very interested...but Fuck!, he has a dick, a dick is not pussy...Becky what the fuck!!.
The following couple of days my mind kept drifting back to my date, yeh date with a guy, ok I am still a bit freaked out by it, but I cannot get Tony out of my head, I still cannot get figure out what has me so interested in him, I was so distracted I took a personal day from work.
I needed to speak to someone about this, I cannot go on being this distracted, I need to speak to...I know Becky, I need to know why she thought I was gay, what the fuck gave her that impression anyway. I am not effeminate, I don't mince I certainly don't camp it up, she has seen me on dates with girls, fuck even we dated in college, so what gave her the idea I would be anyway interested in a guy.
Twenty minutes later I pull into her buildings parking lot, I knew she had lunch at twelve and it was now five to, so I would just wait for her to come down the elevator and we would talk, I texted her and let her know I was downstairs so I waited, bit then shit!
"Hello, you waiting for me?" Tony asked approaching me with a smile, his smile could light up a room, in fact it did. "Err no, Becky" I replied
"You look tired" he added, of course I am tired you are keeping me awake, ok not you but fuck, the thought of you' I said to myself, "Tough couple of days" I responded.
"Hey, Jack, I just got your text, hey Tony you ok" Beck asked me and then Tony as she approached us. "Yeh great Becks" Tony responded, "Ok Jack nice seeing you again, later Beck" Tony said while doing the universal hand gesture for call me to Becky as he walked out of the reception area of the building.
"So how was your date" she asked, and not looking one bit guilty about the set up.
"That's what I need to talk to you about" I responded as we headed out of the building.
"I just knew you two would hit it off" she replied congratulating herself, "Becky!" I spoke just above a normal talking voice but with a scowl on my face, and not looking too pleased at this point.
"What, what have I said" she asked, "You set me up on a date" I replied, "Duh, of course I set you up on a date" she replied, "Becky you set me up on a date with a fucking guy, for fuck sake" again just above a talking manner, sitting down on a park bench, with a thud like a petulant child.
"Jack, of course I set you up with a guy, you are gay" she replied matter of fact, in her tone, "Becky I am not fucking gay!" I yelled back, but now with meaning. "Jack sweetheart, I know you, I have seen you on dates with girls, woman, and Jack you are bored out of your fucking skull, shit! Even when we dated in college, you were bored, and look at me" she insisted brushing the back of her hands down the sides of her perfect curves, and perfect features, "Jack if this couldn't get your blood pumping, well I am sorry but that to me screams gay!" she insisted now looking into the park, and not bothered about my response.
"You honestly tell me now that you didn't have a good time with Tony...and I will leave well alone" she informed me.
"Becky, I am not gay, I am not gay" I repeated, trying to convince her as well as myself.
"Biggest case of denial I have seen in a long time, but ok if you insist I will leave alone, but if you want to see him again-"I cut her off, "Becky I am not and for once in your fucking life, not fucking gay, understand" I shouted, drawing attention from passers-by, "So please for the sake of our friendship, drop it!" I insisted, now unable to look her in the eye, as I was not even now convincing myself.
"Ok I surrender" she said holding up both of her hands palms out, and not looking too happy with the apparent failure to convert me, but he was still there hovering in my thoughts, I left her pondering her lack of success, and headed back to my car, I drove home and poured myself a stiff drink, I sat down and again Tony, popped into my head, his smile, his face all perfect features, his body looked fit, tight, his legs powerful when he walked away. I smiled when I thought long enough about him; I began to rub the outside of my crotch, and shocked myself when I discovered I was hard, and not just hard, painfully hard. "Oh fuck" I whispered out.
Was Beck right, am I gay for Tony, do I want something with Tony, the shocking revelation about this whole situation is I am not repulsed by it, the idea is not freaking me out, but I am straight, fuck I am straight, fuck am I straight?' I asked myself, and I couldn't for the first time in my life answer it.
I full week had passed and ok I will admit to the fact I jacked off a couple of times, I started thinking of big titted whores sucking me off, but my thoughts drifted back to Tony, but when I shot my load guilt always followed, here I was a straight guy thinking about a hot guy...fuck there I go again, I need to get myself passed this, I need to get laid I need to get some pussy and I need it right now.
I hit a club, in the city, I went to the known pick up joints, I sat at the bar, and this blond chick came and sat near me, I sort of slid across from her, and she looked at me and smiled, and I thought to myself, `yeh she will do'
"Hi I'm Jack, can I get you a drink" corny pick up line I know but it is tried and tested, and If it isn't broke why fix it,
"Candy" she replied, no shit, I thought, "Shirley temple" she added, so I ordered our drinks, and we talked for a short while, we danced a bit, we drank some more, she was getting a bit flirty with me now, and I liked where this was heading
It was almost 1am when we left the club, both were a bit drunk I ordered a cab, and I took her home I walked her to her door, hoping for the invite inside, I needed to empty my balls, and she is a perfect cum bucket, "Do you want to come in...for coffee" she asked, licking her lips, `Jackpot' I said to myself, I paid the cab driver and went inside, I walked passed a shithole of a living room, clothes everywhere no domesticality inside this home, "Nice home" I lied, "Yeh it's the maids year off" she laughed out.
I didn't give a shit anyway, I just wanted the opportunity to prove to myself I was all man, a pussy eating rampant dog fucking man, I needed to show her she was getting fucked by the perfect male specimen, of a straight variety.
"You want to fuck me, Jack?" she stupidly asked, "Fuck yeh, baby" I responded, pulling her to me, kissing her lips, I slid my hand up her blouse and pressed my hand against her ample tits, and then something happened to me that had never happened before, I actually felt physically sick, the touch of her tit's made me want to hurl, but I persevered, I kissed her, pulled her blouse off of her body, removing her bra in one quick motion, I licked her nipple, and I had to stop, my erection had disappeared, she was gorgeous piece of ass, but even when I spotted her all I though was ` she would do' not wow, what a beautiful woman, and trust me she was, but my mind had decided that she was ok to just dump my load into, and nothing more. But she was turning me off, my cock now deflated, and my desire to fuck her gone.
"Come on Baby, give it to me" she yelled biting my bottom lip, and turning me off even more, and then it happened, Tony popped into my head, here I was lying on top of a stunningly beautiful woman, and Tony is all I can focus on. She grabbed my now flaccid cock, and looked into my eyes,
"You need a bit of help, baby" she asked pushing me off, and going down on me, sucking my cock deep into her mouth and the revulsion that shot through me right then almost caused me to vomit all over her.
"Stop...STOP" I yelled, looking at her, "What's wrong baby?" she asked, "Sorry, sorry I just can't do this, sorry" I replied, I grabbed my clothes, and ran out of her home buck naked, I stood outside her home at 2am putting my clothes on, I walked around for a while, not knowing where the fuck I was, I switched my phone on pressed the GPS system and discovered where I was, I ordered a cab, that picked me up, and drove me home, I sat on my futon for hours trying to figure out what was wrong with me. Was Becky right? I asked myself.
I now had trouble sleeping, I dozed for a few minutes here and there, but nothing helpful, I again took a personal day, but this thing was now affecting my work. I had to sort this out one way or another.
9:48am
I picked up my cell and dialled the one person who sort of worked out what was wrong with my past relationships including the one we shared through college, which only lasted because we had been great friends, and remained so.
"Morning, and what can I do for you this fine day" Becky asked,
"You're a bitch and you have screwed my life up" I said in a joking way, "Oh that little chestnut" she replied, "I aim to please" she added, "Come on Jack speak to Aunt Becky, tell me how I can help you out of your funk" she asked, and laughed.
"It's not Funny Becks, I am screwed" I replied, "I went out last night picked up a willing partner, and she just repulsed me" I added, "Bow Wow wow" she laughed out, "Did she have a collar?" she asked, "No she was a good looking woman" I responded "So what was the problem then?" she asked
"Straight up?" I asked, "As always, you know me babe" she replied, "so come on spill" she asked, "Becky she turned me off, I was eager to do the deed, but that's all it would have been, shit I am 25yrs old and now figuring this shit out" I responded, and then she asked, "So what do you think was the problem, you need some little blue pills. To get little Jack working" she joked out.
"BITCH" I yelled, "There is nothing wrong with Little Jack, and less the fucking little, I am far from that, and you very well know it" I added.
"So spill, what you think was wrong" she asked again.
"Ok, I think it was that she wasn't... She wasn't Tony!" I finally responded.
"Damn!" she said
"Jack I told you, I told you didn't I" she proclaimed, like she had the answer to the ultimate question, the million dollar question on Millionaire.
"Becky...BECKY" I yelled trying to get her attention back, "I don't need I told you so's, ok" I yelled, and she shut up, and waited for me to respond.
"So what do you want Jack, what do you need me to do, that's if you need me to do anything" she asked.
"Do you have Tony's Cell" I asked, hoping it was yes, shit! It was like asking a friend to pass a note to someone you liked in highschool,
"No sorry, but I do have his number for his office, do you want that" she asked, fuck yeh I wanted it, a smile crossed my face like I had been given a second chance at seeing if this was what I wanted, what I needed. "Yes please, if you don't mind" I responded.
She gave me his work number, and we said our goodbyes,
"Yeh Jack, good luck, and well done, took a while, but you got there" she said before hanging up on the call.
I sat for over an hour, what do I say, I mean I made such a song and dance about being a straight, I mean what should I say, should I just play it by ear, call him see what happens, how do I explain how I had his number, fuck! How do I explain that..
"Fuck it, just call him you dip shit" I berated myself, "What's the worst that could happen, he fucking hangs up" I continued to G myself up.
"Fuck what if he does hang up!?" I started to have second third and fourth thoughts.
"Do it, fuck you are 25 not fucking 16, call him, just pick up your fucking cell and press his number and call him" I scolded myself, I was acting like a teenager who just got his first crush...Fuck!
I dialled his number and waited...
"Hello you are through to the Voicemail service of Anthony Marcus, I am sorry I am not available to take your call right now, if you leave your name and number and a short message regarding your call I will get back to you as soon as I am able thank you Beeeeeeeep" a fucking answering service, I waited that fucking long I missed him, you idiot!
"Oh Hi Tony, this is Jack Martin, just calling to say hello-" I was cut off.
"Oh hi Jack, sorry about that, I screen my call's I get a lot of pest's trying to sell me stuff, so I just screen" Tony replied,
"So what can I do for you" he asked, with smile in his voice, I could just tell, "Ermm, I was wondering if you wanted to go for a drink sometime" I asked, subtle very subtle, fucking desperate teenager all over again.
"Eh yeh sure, when did you have in mind" he asked, "Well todays Friday, you working tomorrow?" I asked, hoping he didn't work weekends, "No I don't work weekends, they are off limits and the company knows that" he replied,
"Do you know Larry's place on 16th and Main" I asked, "Yeh I think so" he replied, "Ok say seven" I responded, "Yeh sure" he replied, "Jack you ok, you sound tense" he asked me, and he was right on his observation, I was tense nervous, shitting myself, you name it I was feeling un-comfortable.
"I just need to talk to you" I responded, "Trouble?" he asked, "Not for you, and hopefully not for me" I replied.
"Intriguing" he said, and I couldn't get off the phone fast enough, "So Seven then" I added, and ended the call.
A few hours later I had several outfits laid out on my bed trying to work out what to wear, teenage years all-over again, "Fuck Jack, pull yourself together ok" I told myself, "Drink, calm your nerves, and why the fuck am I talking to myself" I asked myself, I was shitting bricks.
I decided on a button down Maroon shirt and Khakis, with a nice pair of training shoes, I looked the bomb, if I do say myself.
I got to the bar at just before 7pm. I ordered a Jack on the rocks, for medicinal purposes, I sat and waited then about five minutes later he walked in, looking stunning, see the difference I had noticed in my own demina was, I was excited to see him, it brought a smile to my face, I don't know how this hadn't clicked before, I mean with Candy the other night was I just wanted to use her to empty my balls, but with Tony, I don't know I cannot quite put my finger on it.
"Hey, beer?" I asked, "Yeh sure, get a booth, I'll bring them over" I added, the place at this time was pretty quiet, so not disturbing anyone. I sat down and looked over. "Cheers" he responded.
"So you want to talk" he added, "Jack talk, you look like you are about to hurl, man" Tony informed me, and he wasn't far of the fact.
"Becky" I replied
"What about her" he asked, and I struggled to even look at this guy, fuck he was hot!
"She set us up on that date" I replied, "She told me that she thought you would be good for me" I added.
"Yeh when I first saw you Jack, I agreed with her assessment" he replied, and I smiled but a nervous half smile.
"I confronted her the other day about it" I continued. "Is that when I bumped into you in the lobby?" he asked, and I nodded like an idiot.
"She told me I was gay" I added, and he spat his drink out covering my nice pressed maroon shirt. "Fuck man, I'm sorry" he said dabbing my shirt with napkins, soaking up the liquid. "The room is warm it will dry, no biggy" I responded. And he sat back down, looking a bit guilty.
"So what did you say to her about that" he asked still looking a bit guilty. "I told her she was so wrong it wasn't even funny" I replied, "and what did she say to that" he asked not looking as guilty. "Oh apparently I was in denial, the worst case she had ever seen" I replied.
"Yeh she gets a bee in her bonnet, she has to push to make it so" Tony responded, "So did you think I was gay?" I asked, "I hoped you were" he replied.
"I mean if friendship is what you are after I'm down with that" he added, "You can't have enough friends, right?" he added, "No you can't" I added.
"Tony what I am going to tell you has come as a shock to me, but I need to tell you something, and it may or may not change things" I started
"Ok what is it" he asked and my heart was about exploding out of my chest. "I cannot stop thinking about you" I said it, my god I said it, "Phew" I gasped out.
"What do you mean you cannot stop thinking about me" he asked looking bewildered. "Exactly what I said" I added,
"But Jack you are straight, you insisted in-fact you, you were straight, you are what now, Bi" he asked, still looking somewhat bewildered.
"Tony I don't know, look Becky pointed some things out to me about my passed relationships, and she was right, I was bored, sex was well...biology, empty my balls and move on, I went out the other night with a stunning woman, and when I went back to her place" he cut me off
"Whoa, whoa, I don't need to hear about you fucking some chick" he informed me, and I cut him off, "No it wasn't like that, yeh I wanted to fuck her but, I couldn't I was actually revolted by her, she was stunning, and I touched her skin and I wanted to puke, the things that Becky had said to me had been flying through my head all day, I wanted to prove her wrong, but all it did was prove her right" I managed to get out, I was shaking like a leaf.
"Tony I think I am gay, I look at you and you excite me, I realised that when we had our set up date, I hung on your every word, and I had to get out of there, I was being turned on by a guy, and at that point I was one hundred percent sure I was straight, just hadn't found the right woman, but what I realise now it is not a woman I want, it's a guy" I concluded.
"Wow, are you sure" he asked, "I mean the other day you were adamant that you were straight, you can't just turn gay overnight" he explained, "Yeh as Becky informed me, a massive case of denial" I replied.
"So where do I fit into all this" he asked, and I smiled but again a nervous one, "I was kind of hoping we could have our date again, but an actual date" I replied, "What do you think?" I asked hoping it wasn't too late.
"I would like that, I would like that very much" he replied, and we both smiled at each other, "can I propose a toast" he asked, "Yeh sure" I replied,
"To Becky and her misguided logic" he announced, "BECKY" we both sounded out and ended laughing, the place was filling up and we had people looking on thinking we have had a few to many.
"You want to go somewhere else" I asked, "Food would be good" he replied.
We walked a few blocks and entered a fast food place, and ordered some fried chicken, it was a taste sensation, I had grease running down my chin, Tony reached over with a napkin and wiped it off, and my face must have been a shade of red I hadn't seen since my teenage years.
"You look cute when you blush" Tony commented, "You keep doing that I am going to get cuter by the second" I responded.
"You look a lot more relaxed now" He added, "Yeh I feel it, it's been a few years since I have felt this much at ease" I added.
"I was panicking before I came out, and I don't mean out out, I mean before I came to the bar, I was like a teenager again" I said, "Why" he asked. "I wanted to impress you" I replied and again blushed, "The more is spend with you, the more I am attracted to you, and ok at first that scared the shit out of me, but now...I don't know...it just seems like it was meant to be like this for me...you know not straight forward, pardon the pun" I replied
"And now, what do you feel" he asked looking at me, with those come fuck me eyes, "I want to kiss you" I replied.
"We will get to that, that is if you really want to, let's take things slow for now" he responded, and my face just dropped, like I had just been kicked.
"What?" he asked
"Tony, I am 25, I have just come out to myself, and that was hard for me to do, 25 Tony I think I have waited long enough" I informed him. "You said you wished I was gay, so you could pursue me, well Tony I am gay, I am seriously attracted to you, I want to kiss you badly" I replied
"Desperate much" he laughed out, and stood up, picked up his jacket, I at this point not knowing what he was doing was he walking out because I more or less just threw myself at him, does he see desperation as sign of weakness?.
"Come on then, I want you naked and in my bed" he responded, and the smile that crossed my face would illuminate a small house.
"Are you sure Jack?" he asked, "It's not just your heart on the line here" he added,
Standing in the middle of the diner, not giving a fuck what or who saw anything, there were a couple of booths occupied, but at this point I couldn't give a shit, I had someone who I could really fall for, and if I was honest I think I am heading in that very direction, I put my hand behind his neck and pulled him forward, Tony resisted at first but then relented, I kissed him softly on the lips for only a few seconds, but I think he got the message, the fireworks going off in my head at that moment told me I was making the right decision.
"Do you think I need convincing" he said with a smile as big as mine.
"Nope, just a push in the right direction. But Tony I need you to know something about me, I am not normally a wham bang thank you man, kind of guy. I would honestly love to see what this is, you know possibility of an US" I informed him, "I am hoping Becky was right" I added.
"Yeh me too, your place or mine" he asked, "Tony, it's not sex I am after...ok yes it is...but in time...I need to get to know you more. You know what I mean" I replied.
"Ok, but do you want to spend the night with me, I mean not in a sex thing, just spend the night" he asked with a pleading look in his face.
"Yeh, I would love to go to sleep wrapped in your arms" I replied kissing him again.
Twenty minutes later we arrived at his apartment, we went inside, it was well decorated simple décor, minimalist style, and large flat screen TV hanging on the wall, one black futon and two lazy boy chairs sat in front of the TV.
"Nice place" I said, "Yeh I like it" he replied handing me a beer. I placed the beer down on a coaster, and walked up to Tony and wrapped my hand around his neck pulling him in to another mind blowing kiss.
I thought I would be honest, well let's face facts I hadn't been truthful with my other partners, the only one who saw me for me was Becky, but it took her three years to drop that littler bombshell. So I decided to be me, yeh just be me!
I pulled out of the kiss, placed my brow on his, I looked deep into his hazel eyes, and let out a shallow breath. "What you thinking" he asked.
"I think I could fall heavily for you Tony, and I don't know how I would handle that" I responded, and he looked into my eyes, and replied. "Jack would it make it easier on you if I told you I fell for you the first time I saw you" he said with sincerity in his voice. "Yeh a bit" I replied.
He reached out his hand and led me to his bedroom. He stood in front of me and removed his clothing, I followed suit, he stopped at his boxer briefs as did I, "I have a spare tooth brush, if you need one" he spoke, "Yeh thanks, need something to get rid of the chicken breath" I laughed out.
We stood side by side at his sink, brushed and flossed our teeth, he pulled me into a kiss, he tasted better, not that I was complaining about the previous kiss. "Jack I know this sounds quick, I mean fuck we have only been out twice, and this our only real date, but I don't want you to leave" he said to me, holding the side of my face.
"what I mean by that is I want to be with you every day" he added, "Well Tony, yeh that is quick, but what surprises me the most is ...I agree with you, I don't go back to work until Monday, so we have the weekend, I can go grab some things tomorrow, and spend the weekend together, how does that sound" I asked, and that smile reappeared and I knew his answer. He again leaned into me his chest pressed against mine, his lips mashed against mine and then he spoke. "Sounds like an awesome plan"
To be continued...
Hope you liked this build up, all love stories are not all 18-22 yr olds and coming out to yourself is just as hard as coming out to others.
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David
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