I was looking for something to do with my spare time and meet some people. I had just graduated from college and I got a job in a small Kansas town, but I had nothing to do with my evenings. I decided to get involved with the community theatre group. I had worked with theatre groups before and knew they were a fun and diverse group of people.
I interviewed and got the stage manager position for the next production, which was a joint effort with the local college.
The first rehearsal rolled around and I was handing out paperwork to the actors when I caught one actor staring at me. When our eyes met he looked away deliberately. He was a handsome Hispanic young man, slender and slightly petite in stature. He appeared to be a college student rather than a community member. I couldn't resist looking at him and our eyes met repeatedly. I didn't understand my attraction to him. I had been with multiple women so I didn't understand how I could be so infatuated with a man?
I wouldn't have let it go any further, but when rehearsal was over I heard a voice coming from behind me.
"Hello."
I turned around and there he was standing behind me.
"I'm Tomas but everyone calls me Tom," he said.
I introduced myself and we began learning about each other. Tomas was from California and was a junior. His major was theatre. I told him about myself, that I had just graduated and was beginning my career with my first full time job. We really had a good repoire. The conversation came easily, which was unusual for me, I usually came off nervous when meeting people.
Over the course of the rehearsals we developed a friendship. Tom was a real flirt and his intentions were poorly disguised. I played along even though he knew I had only had straight relationships.
Tom lived in the dorm so we had only short discussions before and after rehearsals. I flirted back and was fantasizing, when I was alone, about what a sexual relationship would be like with him.
I was hosting the closing night cast party at my apartment. When Tom heard this he was very forward and told me he was going to stay after everyone else had left so we could have some private time.
When the last performance ended I rushed home as soon as I could wrap up my responsibilities to prepare for the party. I had done all the cleaning (and changing the sheets) earlier in the day so all I had to do was clean up and change my cloths. I stripped down and jumped into the shower. I was nervous anticipating spending the night with my first man. I scrubbed and put on my best glad rags and my best cologne.
I had barely finished when the first guests arrived. My apartment filled up quickly and the music and alcohol began to flow. I avoided spending too much of the evening with Tom for fear others would guess our plans.
A few hours passed and I escaped down the dark hall to the restroom. I enjoyed the quiet and wished people would start to leave. I turned off the lights and exited the hall. Suddenly I felt an arm push me to the wall and a body press against me. It was Tom, he placed one hand on my face and I felt lips press against mine with a passionate kiss. My mouth opened accepting his tongue. I felt him groping my jeans with his hand, opening the front. His hands pressed against my rapidly responding cock.
"Ah, commando. You are anticipating a hot night too aren't you?" "When everyone leaves you won't be able to avoid me the way you have during the party."
He stole another kiss and disappeared into the bathroom leaving me breathless against the wall, my cock hanging out fully exposed. It took me a second to realize my exposure and I rapidly tucked everything back in, collected my thoughts and went back to the party.
My heart was pounding like a school girl's. What was I getting myself into? I looked up and saw Tom across the room flirting with some other guys from the cast. Our eyes met and rather than look away I lingered until he winked. I must have blushed because I felt a warmth come up from my stomach filling my entire body. I hurriedly busied myself emptying ashtrays and picking up debris, anything to keep me from staring at Tomas.
It was well after midnight and once a group took their leave it wasn't long before everyone had gone. Now all that were left were Tom and I. I began to nervously busy myself gathering up the food. Tom offered to help. He knew I was avoiding the inevitable so he was patient. I ran some dishwater to wash up and he brought in dishes etc. from the front rooms. When I finished the last dish I felt Tom's arms come across my chest from behind.
His head rest on my shoulders and he whispered in my ear. "Relax, I won't do anything you don't want me to do."
His hands slid down to my waistband and up my t-shirt. His warm hands felt good moving over my chest and abdomen.
