My name is Damien and I am 30 year old single guy. I am just under 6 foot and I have a slim fit build. My hair is receding a these days – but what I do have I like to keep neat and short but not shaven. The hair is dark and the eyes are brown. Women say there are jealous of my long eyelashes. All in all I am not a bad looking guy without being a 'hunk'.
I had been working on the night shift for a couple of year already. I enjoyed it for so many reasons, not the least of which was being away from the office politics on display during the day. This way I was my own boss and people left me alone. Not only that I could sleep all day and enjoy the daylight while others were at work. But the on problem was it left my social life in ruin. Finding a girlfriend was not easy when you have leave parties at 10 to get to work. I was getting lonely if truth be known. My job was with a radio station as an overnight producer. I took calls before they went to air. So my social life was being overrun by these people who liked to flirt with a guy on the end of a phone they knew would always answer. A couple of times I went against my better judgment and met some of these people. Let's just say that the dates were not a success.
For a while now I had been getting these calls from a gay guy named Scott. He had asked me from the beginning if I was gay and I was quite upfront in saying absolutely no. But so what – does not mean you can't be friends. We would chat every now and then – sometimes for long periods of time. One night he had obviously called into one of those chat lines and conference called me in for a bit of a laugh. It was amusing talking to all these guys quite harmlessly about nothing in particular. It turned out that one of the guys was also involved in radio. Anyway he started calling me at work every now and then and chatting about radio until one night he asked if I wanted to visit his station. I was genuinely interested in the kind of station he worked at so I thought why not – seeing as I had the next two nights off work.
I met at the station at around 11pm. There were only a couple of people around so it was easy for him to show me around the place and for us to talk. Jordan was a little bit taller than me and had a full head of hair which was a mousy colour with a few curls. His eyes were blonde and he was a more solid build than me. I think Jordan was at least 2 or 3 years older than me. We chatted for quite a while about the workings of the station and working the late shift. The subject eventually turned to sleep patterns and how on your nights off you find you are awake all night.. That said Jordan invited me back to his place for a drink and to watch a movie. He was not that far away – just a nice stroll.
His apartment was nice with lots of modern type furniture. He offered me a drink of wine and as he handed me the glass he leaned in and kissed me. I pulled away quickly. This was totally unexpected. I was sure that he knew I was not gay. I had not been flirting at all with him at least I did not think so.
"I'm sorry" said Jordan "I just find you so attractive. Even though I know you are not gay I wanted to kiss you all night. I hope that is not going to ruin our friendship."
"Not at all – I am flattered. To be honest I have never thought about kissing or being with a guy before and now that I am over the shock I think it was quite nice." I said.
Jordan looked pleased that his actions had not ruined the night. "Well I am sorry just the same and I promise not to try that again."
"that's a pity I said" hardly believing the words were coming form my mouth. "I think it might be fun to experiment some more – if you can't try it with friends than who can you try it with?"
Jordan was stunned. "What do you mean exactly? Do you want to have sex with me?"
I nodded. Secretly I had thought about being with a guy a few times. I always wondered what it was like and if it would be the same as being with a woman.
Jordan said "Ok if you are serious about this then you will need to prove it to me by stripping naked right here."