Alonso was beaming. He said that he has had more sex in the last 32 hours then the whole year prior. He is very picky who he falls in love with. His only choice for happiness was with me which requires we both have to be gay. Once he gets an idea in his head he is committed. Almost in a stalker kind of way.
I am going out with a group of friends. We are all in the last year of college. I couldn't say please leave the gay guy at home. They were all in on it not because I was gay, but because I was alone. I had resigned to the fact I was not ready. I could barely take care of myself. Add the fact Alonso deserves to be happy too and according to him that was me.
He had them all convinced he was the best that could happen to me. six or eight to a table it was assigned seating and we were always next to each other. He would finish my sentences. I would say I'll have an Iced Tea and he would no ice, no lemon. He was truly a friend and I loved him. Just not in a gay way.
At times I would excuse the flirting behavior, and or tolerated it. That was the first mistake I made. I think it gave him hope. It took almost 16 months and me having a bad really bad day, week, month and life. My dad told me three days ago I really can't tell if your are bitching about your boyfriend, or freaking out because you could be gay and in love with him. My dad got married and had three kids by the time he was my age. He said you get one chance, this could be it or maybe not but I will never know if I do not try or it is too late and you missed your chance.
I was a wreck due to crap at work, and one of the classes I am taking. On the way home my car breaks down on the 95 and I have it towed. Alonso picks me up as a favor, takes me back to my house. He had a twelve pack of bud light bottles sitting in a bucket of ice water. Because he knows that is how I like things. He throws a pound bag of hot wings on a pizza pan and in the broiler.
I sit down on the couch to take my boots off he brings me a beer takes a knee. I watch and start to fall in love as he unlaces my boots. Removes them, and my socks. He sits crossed legged on the floor and is rubbing my feet. No one has ever done that and I cannot believe how good it feels. It almost sexual. After ten minutes he runs to the kitchen to flips the wings over in the oven. I have reclined putting my feet up on the couch. He lifts my legs to sit placing my feet on his lap and continues rubbing them. Asking what can he do to make tomorrow better. Do you need a ride?
We had finished the wings we wanted and cracked open a third beer. Back on the couch we search Netflix. He wants to watch a gay movie all of which he has seen before but I need to watch them for their education purposes. It will help me relate to gay people like him.
Not sure at what point he put his head in my lap. Why I started messing with his hair.
I must have listened to at fifty descriptions of gay movies. Straight guy comes out of closet to fall in love with gay best friend. Opposites attract. Straight vs Gay. Butch vs Fem The bully is gay and falls for the victim. I listen and watch him intently.
We never did pick a movie. He tells me I need to crash and stands. grabbing the bottom of my shirt he pulls it over my head. He takes my hand and walks me to my bed. He asks if can crash here, so he can give me a ride tomorrow. I say sure. He got a smirk on his face and I knew I was in trouble. He disappears to the bathroom as I lose my jeans and underwear. Opting for a lose pair of breathable boxers. I get in bed. He shows back up with a steaming hot wash cloth. Sitting on top of me and starting with my face he wipes me down. Arm pits and everything nipples and up. It was casual conversation as I drift off to sleep.
I woke up thirty minute later in a state of bliss. I was participating in gay sex and really did care one bit. In fact I was vocally encourage it and going a little crazy. He decided to change the activity. Which required much more participation on my part. We had no problem transitioning. Now I was doing gay stuff to him and he was going crazy.
I am totally confused how this works. I have only been gay for 32 hours. Is there a point system for straight to gay conversions. A grand prize at the bird cage bar in the sky. I read somewhere that when two guys kiss for the first time a fairy get his wings. Is that two straight guys kissing for the first time?
What about a gay guy that has done everything humanly possible to make this straight guy gay. I am personally hoping it is one gay conversation per life time. The reward for finding the right person and help them make the switch to gay is ... You are stuck with them the rest of their life. I have never been more afraid of losing or loving someone. Gay or straight I cannot live without him and do not want to.
My dad said life is too hard to do it alone. I find the right person to love and the bad part isn't so bad. It occurs to me after putting words to paper. I am no different than any another gay guy. The end result is I am just another gay man with another coming out story and just wasted 16 months when I could have been loving him like this back then. When someone tells you they are in love with you, do more than just listen. You don't know what you could be missing.
The Gay After Glow - Story Time Blog
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