During college, I did not know many gay people and don't even think I was friends with any. I wasn't against it! but was just never really exposed to them so never gave it much thought. My whole school career I've only been with girls and I was really happy and content with them until I realized what I was missing out on.
I mean I found some guys to be generally cute and good looking, but almost always in a physical way and not really sexually. However, I was part of my soccer team and would often catch myself staring at the butts of the athletic guys on my team (the shorts were really tight...what was I supposed to do lol). Looking at some of the guys' muscular asses would turn me on, I always told myself I was just having fun and moved about my day. Fast forward to my first job at an investment banking firm in NYC. Our department had a very successful quarter, so our firm had rented out a dope rooftop bar for us overlooking the purple-lit empire state building. The atmosphere in the bar was cozy and classy with some soft yellow/golden lights along the edges and serene music.
I was just a few drinks in talking with my co-workers until I caught a glimpse of my friend by the bar. I saw that he was with another guy but couldn't quite make out if I knew who it was. As I approached my friend I saw. him. He had a strong athletic figure. He looked handsome with those gorgeous light blue eyes and five o'clock shadow. Extremely dapper in his fitted suit and red tie. He looked like a younger version of David Beckham and you could tell that he DEFINITELY never had any problems getting any girls (or guys). It was strange because I found him more than just good-looking; I actually found him really really attractive to the point that I started to have this nervous but excited feeling in my stomach as I approached my friend.
"Hey Matt, haven't seen you in a bit, what's up?" I said to my friend.
"Hey man, let me introduce you to Dave he works with us," Matt said to me.
I will never forget the first time we made eye contact. It was as if everything around me froze and nothing else but him mattered. I stared at him and introduced myself, almost chocking on my own words. He extended his hand and it took me a few seconds to realize that I'm supposed to shake his hands. I just felt so clumsy and disorganized. I am usually quite good and confident in social situations, but I was just so nervous and disconnected for some reason.
"My name's Dave, I didn't catch yours," he said with a smooth voice.
We began talking and he told me that he was working in Quantitative finance (this is a very cut-throat competitive field. only the best of the best get this position), I was intrigued by some of the stories he was telling us. I was a little jealous because usually I was the one to lead conversations, but in this case, it was clearly him. He was extremely engaging and articulate. At one-point Matt excused himself leaving me and Dave behind.
Dave ordered a whisky on the rocks and asked, "What will you drink" after seeing my hands empty. "I'll have the same," I repeated to the bartender. We stood there drinking our drinks but I just felt myself gravitating towards him and his perfect masculine attributes. We somehow ended up making our way to the back of the bar and just sat on the lounge sofa right next to each other. It was just me and Dave. Both of us were in suits and our knees were slightly touching. I just felt so secure having him by me. I could feel Dave's hot breath on my skin as he spoke and smelled his manly cologne while I gazed into his eyes. My admiration for him grew as he was telling me stories about his travels and his insane mountain biking experiences. There was an intense and exciting tingling feeling in my penis as the tension between us increased. We were talking for at least two hours, I forgot about everything else. I never laughed so much in my life...he was freaking hilarious, warm, confident and amazing.
I excused myself to the restroom and while washing my hands, splashed some water on my face and looked up at the mirror. I looked down and saw the sharp outline of my dick. THROBING. THROBING for a guy for the first time in my life. "What the HELL is happening? Why do I find him so flawless?" I said, but quickly convinced myself that nothing was going on...
Told myself that it's probably just the drinks and I'm just horny, Dave's just awesome and chill.
When I returned, Dave was still luckily waiting for me. I tried to hide my throbbing erection by putting my hands in my pockets as I took every step towards this gorgeous man. This erection felt very different and strange from my usual erection. My cock was in overdrive and I could feel the intense heat of it each time it glided over my abdomen. It was just different. He stared at his fancy silver watch and said, "it's getting kind of late man, I think I will head out".
For some reason I got extremely anxious when he said that and I really did not want him to leave. Just wanted to be in his presence and spend more time with him. He was just staring at me obviously waiting for a response. "I hear you man, I'm really tired myself and may head back home as well...btw we should exchange contact info to network". After giving me his phone number and Linkdin profile Dave said "You live in Jersey City right? Kinda far and you'll have difficulty finding a taxi at this time...You can come through to my apartment 10 minutes from here and sleep in the extra bedroom."
"Oh, I'll just use Ube-," but I stopped myself mid-sentence and found myself to be extremely excited about the idea of spending a little more time with him. "Sounds good!" On the outside I was just being naive, or at least pretending to be naive. Deep deep deep inside I knew what was up. I was letting him lead me. On a sidenote it is funny how he used the same trick that I have used to get girls to come home with me. Nonetheless I completely convinced myself that I was just going to his apartment just to sleep.
