Steve
Daniel was going to the gym and he asked me if I wanted to go with him and usually I would say yes, but tonight I said no.
Distracted? Me? I wouldn’t say that, exactly. I just went out for a drink, you know, to think about life. Sometime you just have to do that. The bar was quiet, I got my beer and sat on a high stool. I just kind of drifted off. Sometimes it is nice to have your tribe around you, even if you don’t want to speak to them directly.
I sipped my beer.
I heard the door open, which is unusual for me in a bar, I looked up and it was Steve. He came straight over.
“Of all the gin joints in all the towns in all the world, and he walks into mine.”
“I don’t believe this?”
I leapt to my feet and gave him a big hug. I held him tightly in my arms.
“It’s good to see you,” he whispered in my ear.
“It is good to see you.”
We let go of each other and gazed at each other smiling.
“Last night, at the bar,” said Steve.
“I looked for you.”
“I looked for you.”
“I couldn’t find you.”
“I couldn’t find you.”
“So, you looked?’
“Did you look?”
“Yes.”
“Yes.”
“So how have you been?” I asked.
“Yeah, good.” He had a girl with him. He stood back and ushered her forward with his arm. “Megan, this is Josh.”
“The Josh?” asked Megan.
“Yes,” Steve said, with a tone that said to Megan she should be cooler than that.
“The Josh?” I asked. It made me buzz, it means I must have meant something.
“Take no notice of her,” Steve said looking back at me. “She doesn’t get out much since she became the sole charge of her two-headed mother.”
“Oh Steve, you haven’t changed.”
“You haven’t changed either.”
I’m sure we were just smiling stupidly at each other. Steve and I were a thing at uni. In fact, I never really liked uni until I met Steve in second year.
“Do you want to get a drink?” I ask.
“I’ll get drinks,” said Steve.
“I’ll get the drinks,” said Megan. “What do you want?”
“I’m good,” I said.
“I’ll have beer.”
Megan headed off to the bar.
“It’s great to see you,” I said.
“What were the chances?” said Steve. “Last night and tonight.”
“I know. Amazing, hey.”
“It’s destiny,” said Steve.
“So, you believe in the supernatural now?”
“Ha ha, maybe miracles and all.”
I laughed. “So, what are you doing?”
“I’m a Forensic financial IT analyst for a large multinational financial group. As exciting as that sounds.”
“What else do you do with an MBA, hey?”
“I basically spend my life looking for fraud,” said Steve. “And you?”
“Lawyer,” I said.
“Not much else you can do with a law degree,” said Steve.
“No, I guess,” I said. “Where are you living?”
“Brunswick,” said Steve. “I bought a house there a few years ago. And you?”
“Carlton. I live with Daniel…”
“Brother Daniel?”
“Yes.”
“How is Mr Blue eyes?”
“Well, I’m guessing you’ll meet him a bit later?”
Steve looked quizzical. “What?”
“Not like that,” I said. “I know you always fancied him more than me.”
“Oh, come on, he is straight,” said Steve. He blushed. “I never did.”
“You did so. And that it was his blond hair and his blue eyes that you…”
“The Grant Boys,” said Steve. “I only ever had eyes for one of them…
“Huh…
“Oh, I can’t believe I am sitting here looking at you.”
“Me either.”
“You got a boyfriend?”
“No. You?”
“No. Single.”
“That is what I want to hear,” said Steve.
Megan came back with the beer for Steve. “Thanks Meegs.”
“I’m going to get going?”
“So soon,” said Steve.
Megan glanced at me. “Nice to finally meet you?”
“Yeah.” Finally, what did she mean? “Nice to meet you.” Then she left.
“Finally meet me?”
“I don’t know what she means?”
“Oh, come on, you do?” I said. “What have you been saying about me?”
“I missed you.”
“I didn’t know.”
“Did you miss me?”
“Well…”
“You are just too awful for words, you know that.”
I leant over and grabbed Steve’s hand. “Hey, looking at you know, I can’t believe how much I missed you.”
“It took seeing me?”
“Well, yes, it did,” I said. “You are as gorgeous as ever.”
“I hope you mean that?”
“Seriously, you must know one thing, if you don’t know anything else about me, and that is that I am honest.”
“Yeah, you are.”
“I wouldn’t say it if I didn’t mean it. That’s how life gets pointless.”
“I know that about you.”
“I never thought I’d get to say this again,” I said. And it was true. “I want to be with you.”
“I wanna be with you.”
“Why did we drift apart,” said Steve.
“I don’t know,” I said.
I took his hand, it felt as natural as anything. “Come on.”
“Where are we going,” ask Steve.
“My place,” I said. “Unless you don’t want to?”
“No, I want to.”
Mad World was playing as we walked in the door.
Chubby barrelled to the door as we came in. “OMG, he’s beautiful,” said Steve. “Always a bulldog, hey.”
“Always.”
Steve played with Chubby.
Then I reached down and took his hand.
“What?”
“Come with me.”
I led him to my bedroom.
“I see Mr Grant.”
“Do you Mr Chao.”
We slowly slid down on to my bed, kissing. I pulled Steve’s t-shirt off. He’s always had the sexiest arms, like scallop shells. I kissed his neck, his chest, I sucked each of his red nipples. He pulled my t-shirt off. He kissed my chest. He licked my skin. We embraced. Our bare chests were warm touching, skin to skin, as we kissed some more.
I rolled onto my back. Steve laid on my chest. I remembered how well he fitted into my arms. He felt good.
I undid his pants, as I kissed his mouth. I slide his jeans down over his firm arse.
He pulled my pants off. He went to suck my hard cock, but I pulled him back up to be face to face with me, as I just wanted to kiss him some more. I wanted to taste his lips. I wanted to breath in his smell.
His hard cock rubbed against my hard cock, his squashy balls pushed into my squashy balls as my spread leg rubbed sensuously against his hips, his thighs, his muscular legs. I love that feeling, rubbing hard cocks together, across each other, into each other.
I kissed his beautiful face, I felt his muscular body against mine. I breathed him in.
I grabbed the round mounds of his sexy arse, I fingered his velvety hole with the tips of my fingers. He groaned.
He wiggled in my arms. He felt so good. He was where he belonged. His beautiful face. His smooth skin. His thick black hair.
Steve stopped kissing me, he looked up and his eyes kind of crossed,. He moaned. He hugged me tightly, pushing his face into my neck and moaned quietly, as he began to shake, as he came all over me, spasming in his groin, suddenly we were wet and sticky sliding around on each other on Steve’s cum. I covered his mouth with mine, as he screamed silent in ecstasy.
I took his cum in my hand and pulled myself off quickly, cuming all over his stomach, making him all wet and sticky all over again.
We hugged tight, glued together with our juices.
We fell asleep in each other’s arms.
Distracted? Me? I wouldn’t say that, exactly. I just went out for a drink, you know, to think about life. Sometime you just have to do that. The bar was quiet, I got my beer and sat on a high stool. I just kind of drifted off. Sometimes it is nice to have your tribe around you, even if you don’t want to speak to them directly.
I sipped my beer.
I heard the door open, which is unusual for me in a bar, I looked up and it was Steve. He came straight over.
“Of all the gin joints in all the towns in all the world, and he walks into mine.”
“I don’t believe this?”
I leapt to my feet and gave him a big hug. I held him tightly in my arms.
“It’s good to see you,” he whispered in my ear.
“It is good to see you.”
We let go of each other and gazed at each other smiling.
“Last night, at the bar,” said Steve.
“I looked for you.”
“I looked for you.”
“I couldn’t find you.”
“I couldn’t find you.”
“So, you looked?’
“Did you look?”
“Yes.”
“Yes.”
“So how have you been?” I asked.
“Yeah, good.” He had a girl with him. He stood back and ushered her forward with his arm. “Megan, this is Josh.”
“The Josh?” asked Megan.
“Yes,” Steve said, with a tone that said to Megan she should be cooler than that.
“The Josh?” I asked. It made me buzz, it means I must have meant something.
“Take no notice of her,” Steve said looking back at me. “She doesn’t get out much since she became the sole charge of her two-headed mother.”
“Oh Steve, you haven’t changed.”
“You haven’t changed either.”
I’m sure we were just smiling stupidly at each other. Steve and I were a thing at uni. In fact, I never really liked uni until I met Steve in second year.
“Do you want to get a drink?” I ask.
“I’ll get drinks,” said Steve.
“I’ll get the drinks,” said Megan. “What do you want?”
“I’m good,” I said.
“I’ll have beer.”
Megan headed off to the bar.
“It’s great to see you,” I said.
“What were the chances?” said Steve. “Last night and tonight.”
“I know. Amazing, hey.”
“It’s destiny,” said Steve.
“So, you believe in the supernatural now?”
“Ha ha, maybe miracles and all.”
I laughed. “So, what are you doing?”
“I’m a Forensic financial IT analyst for a large multinational financial group. As exciting as that sounds.”
“What else do you do with an MBA, hey?”
“I basically spend my life looking for fraud,” said Steve. “And you?”
“Lawyer,” I said.
“Not much else you can do with a law degree,” said Steve.
“No, I guess,” I said. “Where are you living?”
“Brunswick,” said Steve. “I bought a house there a few years ago. And you?”
“Carlton. I live with Daniel…”
“Brother Daniel?”
“Yes.”
“How is Mr Blue eyes?”
“Well, I’m guessing you’ll meet him a bit later?”
Steve looked quizzical. “What?”
“Not like that,” I said. “I know you always fancied him more than me.”
“Oh, come on, he is straight,” said Steve. He blushed. “I never did.”
“You did so. And that it was his blond hair and his blue eyes that you…”
“The Grant Boys,” said Steve. “I only ever had eyes for one of them…
“Huh…
“Oh, I can’t believe I am sitting here looking at you.”
“Me either.”
“You got a boyfriend?”
“No. You?”
“No. Single.”
“That is what I want to hear,” said Steve.
Megan came back with the beer for Steve. “Thanks Meegs.”
“I’m going to get going?”
“So soon,” said Steve.
Megan glanced at me. “Nice to finally meet you?”
“Yeah.” Finally, what did she mean? “Nice to meet you.” Then she left.
“Finally meet me?”
“I don’t know what she means?”
“Oh, come on, you do?” I said. “What have you been saying about me?”
“I missed you.”
“I didn’t know.”
“Did you miss me?”
“Well…”
“You are just too awful for words, you know that.”
I leant over and grabbed Steve’s hand. “Hey, looking at you know, I can’t believe how much I missed you.”
“It took seeing me?”
“Well, yes, it did,” I said. “You are as gorgeous as ever.”
“I hope you mean that?”
“Seriously, you must know one thing, if you don’t know anything else about me, and that is that I am honest.”
“Yeah, you are.”
“I wouldn’t say it if I didn’t mean it. That’s how life gets pointless.”
“I know that about you.”
“I never thought I’d get to say this again,” I said. And it was true. “I want to be with you.”
“I wanna be with you.”
“Why did we drift apart,” said Steve.
“I don’t know,” I said.
I took his hand, it felt as natural as anything. “Come on.”
“Where are we going,” ask Steve.
“My place,” I said. “Unless you don’t want to?”
“No, I want to.”
Mad World was playing as we walked in the door.
Chubby barrelled to the door as we came in. “OMG, he’s beautiful,” said Steve. “Always a bulldog, hey.”
“Always.”
Steve played with Chubby.
Then I reached down and took his hand.
“What?”
“Come with me.”
I led him to my bedroom.
“I see Mr Grant.”
“Do you Mr Chao.”
We slowly slid down on to my bed, kissing. I pulled Steve’s t-shirt off. He’s always had the sexiest arms, like scallop shells. I kissed his neck, his chest, I sucked each of his red nipples. He pulled my t-shirt off. He kissed my chest. He licked my skin. We embraced. Our bare chests were warm touching, skin to skin, as we kissed some more.
I rolled onto my back. Steve laid on my chest. I remembered how well he fitted into my arms. He felt good.
I undid his pants, as I kissed his mouth. I slide his jeans down over his firm arse.
He pulled my pants off. He went to suck my hard cock, but I pulled him back up to be face to face with me, as I just wanted to kiss him some more. I wanted to taste his lips. I wanted to breath in his smell.
His hard cock rubbed against my hard cock, his squashy balls pushed into my squashy balls as my spread leg rubbed sensuously against his hips, his thighs, his muscular legs. I love that feeling, rubbing hard cocks together, across each other, into each other.
I kissed his beautiful face, I felt his muscular body against mine. I breathed him in.
I grabbed the round mounds of his sexy arse, I fingered his velvety hole with the tips of my fingers. He groaned.
He wiggled in my arms. He felt so good. He was where he belonged. His beautiful face. His smooth skin. His thick black hair.
Steve stopped kissing me, he looked up and his eyes kind of crossed,. He moaned. He hugged me tightly, pushing his face into my neck and moaned quietly, as he began to shake, as he came all over me, spasming in his groin, suddenly we were wet and sticky sliding around on each other on Steve’s cum. I covered his mouth with mine, as he screamed silent in ecstasy.
I took his cum in my hand and pulled myself off quickly, cuming all over his stomach, making him all wet and sticky all over again.
We hugged tight, glued together with our juices.
We fell asleep in each other’s arms.
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