The Camera
Part 2 - By – Justin Balancier Please email me with comments Jbalancier9@yahoo.com
The restaurant was crowded and there was a waiting line requesting my side of the dining room. That meant that I had to hustle my frame a little faster but the tips were good and one couldn't find fault with that.
"Good evening ladies" – "let me tell you about this evening's `specials" and of course you know about the salad bar" – I said to three mature women who were seated on my side of the dining room.
"Please do Alex" – one woman replied.
I served mostly women as patrons who would ask to be seated in my serving area. I would cater to them and flirt making them sometimes twitch and giggle. I wore my jeans on the tight side and my crotch bulged just enough for folks to notice. I left the top two buttons on my shirt open and wore a kerchief around my neck. I felt pretty sexy after adding the cowboy hat and boots. I didn't look bad either.
I brought three glasses of water and bent over the table so the ladies could see the hair on my chest peeking out from under my shirt. When I stood by the table taking their order, I would push ever so slightly into the table making my crotch bulge even larger. It was unlikely to imagine what a grand charge they got out of this special attention. They would always look at me and I would pretend not to notice them being mentally inquisitive about my crotch.
There was nothing vulgar about my actions. I let their imagination think what it wanted to think. I was always a gentleman and never said anything that could be taken as sexist. They gobbled up the charisma that I showered on them and I earned more tips than anyone else working in the restaurant. I loved my job.
Sometimes after work, I would stop for a drink at a local watering hole in town. It was a little on the `dumpy' side but a nice change from manicured restaurants filled with western pretend culture. Sometimes gay men would come in for a few drinks or a game of pool. I had little trouble scoring when I was especially horny – other times I just went home and worked at the computer before going to bed.
Often my X would send me an email sob story about losing a job or breaking up with another slutty boyfriend that he picked up in San Francisco. It was all bull shit but I listened and replied with compassion. I thank heaven that he was in CA and not hanging around me any longer.
Each time I checked my messages. I would look for something from Luke but nothing was ever there. "That's okay – why should there be I would ask myself "– it was just another fluke acquaintance and I was used to that...
I scanned my inbox like I normally did and recognized Luke's address in incoming mail. "Hey Alex – want to chat a bit? - call me and leave a message"...followed by a telephone number. It was brief but direct to say the least.
The following morning I dialed the number and intended to leave a message. Luke's mother, Mary Carol, answered the phone. I told her that this was Alex calling to speak with Luke...
Mary Carol was an attractive lady and although in her seventies, she looked at least 10 years younger. She was vibrant, perky and quite stylish. She wore her hair swept up like Betty Grable in "Mother Wore Tights" (I saw that old movie 3 times) and sported golden high heel shoes or gold strapped slippers most of the time. I hate to admit it but I loved those shoes.
"Hold on Alex' – Luke is down stairs – I will get him" – she told me. "Hey Alex bro – you called! – I was hoping you would do that" – Luke said to me.
I liked Luke's changed way of speaking. I noticed right off he was different when he was away from the camera store.
"I was thinking Alex – want to chat with me on line? – He said
"Sure" – when? – Now? – I asked him.
"Yeah, let's do it now Luke said to me.
"Okay – I am actually sitting in front of the computer– so hang up the phone and you start –
"Okay – Luke answered.
A few seconds later the first chat message came through...
"Hi Alex" – How's it going?
"Great"...hit send
I thought to myself –geese, this is as much fun as watching paint dry" – but maybe it will get better.
"Can I see you – I mean want to go to a movie" – Luke asked.
"Is this a date" - I asked "Not sure – I don't date guys" – continued Luke
"Suppose I change my name to Julie and wear a pink hat" – I replied
"OMG Alex - you are so funny – sure it's a date buddy – what do you say?" – He asked
"I would like that" – when and where – I typed back
"I'll work on it and let you know – okay"
"Yeah – okay", I replied.
I spent the rest of the day doing laundry and cleaning up around the apartment. I went to the post office and made a bank deposit. My checking account was growing steadily especially with my hefty tip earnings.
Maybe, I thought, that I will buy that camera after all. I was really saving towards a down payment on a new car but there was no rush in getting that. I had plenty of money. I didn't want Luke to think that having the camera was more important than having his friendship. The camera wasn't significant any longer.
I dressed for work but decided to quickly recheck email in case Luke sent me something. He was different from other men I had known. I felt we were getting closer but then again maybe not.
INCOMING MESSAGE...read as follows...
"Hey Alex bro – Since Thursday is your night off – can we spend some time together? Forget about the movie (if you don't mind) and let's watch a DVD movie at home (with popcorn and beer) either here or at your place. – What say you?"
My heart did a double leap because that was exactly what I wanted to do myself – but felt nervous asking for fear of chasing him away.
"Hey Luke – I say that is a great idea – a perfect idea. Come over anytime on Thursday. I will be home all day working on that "Pink Hat" so your manhood is secure" – I said to him just joking.
"Very funny Alex – my manhood is just fine...you'll see" – He wrote back
The following day was Thursday and I ran my errands early including buying microwave popcorn and a six pack of beer. I wasn't sure about the movie but I had plenty of films on DVD so we were covered. I also had some gay porn movies but I kept the private stuff under wrap.
It was about 7:00 pm or so when the doorbell rang. I opened the door and stopped cold in amazement. Luke was standing in the doorway with a pack of beer under one arm and the other arm raised as if to hold up the door frame. He was wearing denim jeans that were severely faded with a slight tear at the crotch. His crotch stuck out like a rolled up sock and he was wearing a form fitting tee shirt with a chain around his neck and a baseball cap. He hadn't shaved and his face was a bit scruffy. He was so hot looking that I was speechless. "I didn't dress he said – this is how I look around the house especially doing yard work or tinkering with my car" – I thought you should know the real Luke. – He said to me.
"You look...you look – OMG Luke you look intense. Now I know what you meant by your manhood being secure – it certainly is". – I told him.
"Here buddy - put this in the fridge – Luke said following me into the kitchen and handing me the pack of canned beer. Gotta keep it cold – he said.
Strands of sandy brown hair fell from under his cap. He had a bit of stubble on his face and he looked delicious – absolutely delicious. For the first time in my life, standing right in front of me, I had what I wanted but didn't know how to go about getting it. Common sense told me to just touch and grab and he would like it – BUT would he? –
I had to think – Jesus – I always had to think about everything. If this was Seattle or San Francisco I would have his pants off in a New York minute. But then in the morning I would end up alone. I didn't want to be alone. I wanted Luke.
"Okay Mr. Luke – here are the movie choices you decide" – I said setting them down beside him on the couch.
"That one" – He answered
"But you didn't even look at them" – I told him
"Okay – that one" – He said.
Luke never looked at the DVD's but instead fixed his gaze on me and just stared. I knew that would get my dick aroused so I just let it happen.
I took the DVD's away from him and touched his face with my hand. He touched me back and like a magnet pulled me to him. He kissed me gently at first and then wildly with passion. His tongue began drilling with swashbuckling action and I thought I would either explode or disintegrate from the warmth of Luke's lips.
Luke unbuttoned my shirt and slipped his hand underneath and begun feeling my chest.
"Nice Alex – my God. This is so nice – He whispered close to my ear. - I knew it would be and I have wanted to touch you ever since the first time I saw you months ago." – Alex – you are special."
He took my shirt off and rested his head on my chest. He was so adorable it was like cuddling a puppy – warm, sweet and licking.
When he sat back up I pulled his tee shirt above his head and removed it. His chest was well proportioned and solid. There was scattering of Brownish blond hair down his chest and disappeared below his belt line. I kissed his neck and travelled my tongue down his chest and licked around his navel. He kept pulling me back to kiss me once more. I slid to the floor and pulled him on top of me.
"Is this where I am supposed to get your pants off" – he said to me grinning and trying to joke.
"This is it" – I answered, putting my hand between his legs and fondling the bulge in his pants. Luke pressed my hand tighter to his crotch and just let me massage him. He was hard.
You have a tear in these jeans – is this for "show and tell" or for ventilation" – I asked him.
"It's a ventilation hole for Luke Junior" – he answered laughing at my dopy question. "Maybe we should let the little guy come out and play – what do you think?" – Luke asked me.
"Yeah, that sounds about right"– I said. -Without hesitation I unbuckled his jeans and pulled everything down from his body bringing his snow white briefs along and he was naked.
Gulp!! - "The `little guy' is not so little" – I said to him as I held his hefty cock in my hand and leaned down to kiss it. I placed his hard cock inside my warm mouth. Luke just laid there with his eyes closed and made little child-like noises. He was an exquisite man and there was no doubt about it. I knew he was horny and full of cum. I cupped his balls in my hand and inhaled his manly scent. It was my calling to do something about it. I felt so lucky.
I stood up and removed the rest of my clothes. My under wear dropped to the floor and my dick stood out hard, smooth and moist. I stood in front of Luke with a stiff cock looking like a marble statue.
"Is that for me?" – was all Luke could say.
"A-huh" - I replied – "every bit of it"
I laid down on the floor beside him and we rubbed our bodies together like animals mating and our dicks pressed against each other. There was so much I wanted to do to him sexually. He was so sexy and luscious that he brought a new meaning to the word awesome. That evening we got each other off after some well-deserved licking and mouth sucking blow jobs.
The days ahead were moving at a speed I never thought possible. Luke and I had become close friends and folks saw us together like blood brothers. I had found the perfect mate and we became better and better at pleasing each other sexually. We were each content and falling in love.
I held on to my apartment and Luke was still at home with Mary Carol. We went back and forth all the time to be together. I spent a lot of my free time helping Mary Carol with yard work and I mowed her lawn every week. Luke hated that job – so I did it for him. There was nothing I wouldn't do for Luke.
Mary Carol treated me like her second son. I recognized she knew that I loved Luke and she approved of that because Luke was unbelievably happy. Mothers spot that sort of thing right on. Luke was the most important thing in her life. He had also become the most important thing in my life.
Luke went out of his way to be close to me. We thought about telling her straight out but Luke said there was no need to do that. `Mothers know – they don't have to be told – they just know.' – As usual Luke was correct. He was always right about everything. There was nothing I didn't love about him and to quote a corny phrase – "He really did light up my life"
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