Friday 13 May 2011

Forbidden trysts....

He hated keeping this to himself.  If anyone at home finds out what he had done, then how would he ever show his face in public again.  On second thought, how would they find out?

He had moved to the big city from his small village ten hours away just so that he could attend school and be on his own.   He was by no means the first person from this village to take this path, but he still felt as though he was one of the privileged few.  It was his first time on his own and he loved being able to make his own decisions.  He chose when to wake up, he chose if and when to do chores, he chose to eat out and to walk the streets in the middle of the night and not feel like one of the "hooligans" his mother constantly warned him about becoming.  He chose to be the man he wanted to be, when he wanted to be and had the freedom to do so.....

He had chosen this city and this area in the city on purpose.  At the back of his mind, he knew that this was what he wanted, even though it would be considered the ultimate perversion if anyone at home found out.

"Okay, I'm leaving now... am I seeing you tomorrow?"

He couldn't quite remember his name but he had immediately been attracted to him.  He had been at Pusateri's looking at their selection of navel oranges when he saw this buff god-like creature in a wife-beater and blue jeans....he had to have him.  He had his reservations about this, like all the times before, but it was just to tempting.  He could feel the tension in his groin growing as he approached him.  After half a cup of coffee and light conversation the mood and scene were set and he took him back to his place immediately - the five minute walk had seemed like an eternity.

He kissed the young man deeply on the mouth and showed him out, "...I would have you all night, but I really have to study..."  He knew he would not call him.  He had been good and freaky in all the right ways, but this perversion was something he didn't want to encourage in himself too much.  If he got fully into this lifestyle, who knows what would go wrong?  Freedom was good, but he had to keep  his head on straight to succeed in his schooling.   He had a fiancée and a son depending on this success and they were faithfully waiting for him at home.

Trina was beautiful and all he could hope for in a girlfriend.  They had met in middle school and hit it off immediately.  At the time she had not blossomed yet, but as the years went by, she became the a true beauty with a large fan base to boot.  He never quite understood why she stayed with him all this time when she had so many choices....he was nothing special, a bit overweight and painfully average.  He wasn't a jock with rippling muscles, nor was he a nerd with a spectacular psyche....he was just.....tediously normal and didn't have any particular dreams then....or now.

She had allowed him to have her when they were just fifteen and although he got the job done then and every time after that, he always enjoyed it more with her older brother when he came home from the police barracks on his weekends off.  It was Trevor who had encouraged him to follow this path - he wasn't quite sure that this career was his forté.  In fact he sometimes wondered who he was truly working hard for, Trina or Trevor?

He hadn't been with Trevor since the baby was born.  His craved his body, the urgent grabbing, the frantic and exciting love making, the influx of testosterone and the innocent face he put on when they were around family.  He felt himself get aroused again.  Was twice in one night considered "full time"?  He was supposed to be studying, but the tension in his loins was back and couldn't be ignored - he could take care of it himself, but  he could still smell the young man on himself and decided that it couldn't hurt to have someone else.  Yes, if he found someone else to make love to tonight, he'd definitely be in the right frame of mind to study.  Babylon, the nearby martini bar, was always a prime pick up spot.

He sighed and got out of his bed.  He wouldn't bother to make the bed because he wanted something more risqué, something public maybe - maybe even in the bar.  There was a floor there that was "anything goes".....and anything did go.  He had taken advantage of this just last weekend.


He considered his outfit - khakis, a light blue polo shirt to bring out his eyes and a jacket to protect himself from the chilling wind.  His urges got the better of him and he noticed that he was already hard.  Whoever he met tonight was in for a good time.  He grabbed his keys remembering the first time with Trevor in the McDonald's bathroom, smiled and stepped into the darkening evening ahead of him.....

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