Justin is offered a temporary consultant mission to help a large marketing firm lower its environmental impact. It is meant to be a couple of months (bullshit) job and he has no expectation over it... Until Joshua, a former college classmate, suggests he moves into his suburban house for the time of the mission.
ONLY TEMPORARY
Chapter 9: Birthday Suit
Something happened on Monday morning, about two weeks after I had settled in my temporary home.
Well, to be exact, something happened on Sunday night which led to the amusing (and exciting) events of the next morning.
The week-end was pretty quiet but Joshua had been invited by some of his friends from the gym to a bowling night.
The wives were not allowed to come... But I was!
Joshua convinced me to tag along and I eventually agreed.
What did I have to lose?
I had no interest in GrindR hook-ups since I was massaging my housemate on the daily and I could use a night out.
Honestly, it was a pretty fun evening.
I liked the guys, they were super fit and nice to look at, - although none was nowhere near Joshua's charisma -, and everyone was pretty chill.
Besides, I happened to be surprisingly good at blowing, maybe because I loved handling big balls so much.
I have to give it to him, this joke was from Gary, one prominent member of the gym rats' crew.
One of the loudest too.
It was also the first allusion to my homosexuality in a night spent with married straight men.
I was fine with the teasing.
The cat was out of the bag, and if I were the source of some banters, it only meant that they were considering me as a part of their gang.
This was all those men were doing, making fun of each other.
I did notice that their respective wives and children were out of the realm of the tolerated jokes though.
There were some things you did not get to laugh about.
I was like an anthropologist studying straight males' behavior in their natural environment.
There was no much to discover though.
The family men were just happy to have an opportunity for a night outside of their homes, drinking beers and talking shit with their buddies.
Simple creatures.
That being said, we may have collectively drunk too much.
After the bowling, the evening continued in a bar, and then in another. Visibly, nobody was in a rush to return to their annoying wives (and dull' lives?).
The bros' night went on for a bit too long.
When the group was completely hammered, I became the main topic of conversation, or mainly, my sexuality was.
I willingly participated, answering the dumbest questions about what it felt like to suck another guy, being fucked in the ass for the first time, or banging another dude's shithole.
I had done it all and I could share my tales.
That was another typical behavior.
From my experience, straight men are much more curious about gay sex than homosexuals themselves.
Probably the attraction towards something unknown or taboo.
I bet that some of the athletic dudes surrounding me were simply closeted bisexuals.
Joshua did not ask any question but he was very much attentive to my answers.
He was eating my anecdote about the time two different guys had asked me to rim them in a public sauna.
When I invited my new buddies to try a dildo or a butt-plug for themselves, they all laughed and I tried to detect any sort of reaction from Joshua.
Would he mention the sex toy in his home office?
Of course, he would not.
How many of these dudes were already playing with their holes while pretending that they could never venture in such uncharted territory?
Ah... The insecurities these men have to deal with because of toxic heteronormativity.
Sometimes, I feel for the straight men of the world who might want to explore, just a little, but who are limited by their fears and the judgments of their peers.
We went home quite late and my memories of the night are pretty blurry from this point on.
I know that we left in a cab, I sort of remember that I cuddled Joshua in the back seat.
It was nothing sexual, with that amount of alcohol in my blood, my libido was dead, but I wanted to feel close to him and he let me have it.
The clothes spread out in the entrance, living room, and in the stairs showed that we got naked as we climbed to our respective bedrooms.
None of us went to take a shower and we collapsed in our respective beds.
That was how the Monday morning's incident came to be.
"Justin!!"
My headache was strong and I had no desire to open my eyes.
Who was yelling like that?
"Justin, wake up!"
Joshua's voice... In my bedroom... That was new, he would never disturb my intimacy like that.
I semi-opened my eyes.
There was the shock.
Who would have thought that after days of anticipation, I would get to see Joshua's cock like that?! Swinging as he was waking me up?!
There it was, semi-erect, chubby and veiny, dangling before my eyes, the dick I had been fantasizing about.
Was I still dreaming?
It did look like a dreamy set of junks!
My housemate walked closer and his cock was practically thrown in my face.
"We're super late, man!"
I straightened up, confused.
I could not care about the words coming out of his beautiful mouth, all I could think about was the tempting slab of meat between his legs, begging for my attention.
It was massive and tempting.
Joshua looked down at my own dick.
I was hard. The usual morning wood.
That was the moment when I realized that I was not covered by the sheets and my naked body was in full display.
I slowly came to my senses.
"What... What's going on, Josh?"
"It's 9 a.m."
It could not be, we were at work at this hour.
"Huh?"
"Bro, we came back totally wasted last night, we didn't wake up this morning."
I looked at my phone on the night stand.