CHAPTER FOUR
Two weeks later
Greg already had several clients for his firm that he started from his home office, which was in the well-furnished walk-in apartment in his parent's home. He was very busy drawing up designs, working out specifications and traveling to sites. He missed Ryan and was able to speak to him only twice since he left California; Ryan missed Greg also but was busy with his theater group as well as auditioning for new roles. They both had a sinking feeling their relationship wouldn't withstand the elements of time and distance both agreeing to see other people as they tearfully parted a month ago.
One day during a break his father, Frank, approached him and mentioned that friends of theirs were in New York that night for a visit with their lovely daughter who was a couple of years younger than him. He asked Greg to take her out and show her the sights. Greg hesitated and said,
"I'm not able to, I'll be going out tonight," Greg flatly said.
"Take her with you," Frank insisted.
"Dad, eh, I should have let you know long ago, however if you haven't already guessed, I'm gay," Greg said relieved that he finally told his father.
"I've never been actually sure, however I suspected when you've never brought girls home, nor have you ever mentioned dating any girl while in California," said Frank sourly.
"I'm happy with my decision and I'm relieved that I told you," said Greg.
"Why did it take you such a long time to tell me?" asked Frank.
"I wasn't sure about it until recently when I lost Carl to someone else," said Greg.
"Carl is gay?" asked Frank startled.
"Yes, we were friends and lovers until our senior year, we were also growing apart and the main issue he had with me was my failure to "come out" as a homosexual. I was best man at his wedding, he's happy now and I just met someone else before returning to New York," explained Greg.
"Who is he?" asked Frank.
"Ryan is an actor who's a year older than me, he's still in California, we keep in touch, however we agreed to hook up whenever he's in town," said Greg.
"I'm not particularly happy about your decision, I know that you've already made your mind up about it so there's no use discussing it any further, just be responsible," said Frank and walked away.
Frank wasn't the most demonstrative of fathers and rarely showed emotion toward Greg, though Greg didn't need his father's approval. When Greg's parents flew in for his graduation, Frank barely uttered congratulations like a proud father would naturally boast. Even though Frank was disappointed with Greg's decision, he still loved him deeply being more worried about his overall well-being. Greg's mother Maria took the news of Greg's being gay well because she knew of her son's orientation but never mentioned it to Frank.
That night Greg decided to head to a gay bar in Hell's Kitchen. He put on stone-wash hipster shorts that sported the tip of his ass crack and a white mesh tank top that showcased his firm breasts and abdomen. He had just gone for a manicure/pedicure a couple of days ago and felt downright sexy and attractive as he put his sandals on. He approached the bar confidently and sat down at the available stool and ordered a beer. He was mainly looking to hook up and wasn't too particular if he was a top or a bottom, although being a bottom is more heavenly for him. He was slowly sipping his beer enjoying the hot bare-chested bartenders when he spotted a sexy red-headed cutie staring at him at the other side of the bar. To show he was interested Greg winked at him and swirled his tongue playfully around the lip of the bottle. This guy was absolutely adorable, with large hazel eyes, closely cropped hair with a small tuft at the top, sensuous lips and a smile that could melt an iceberg. Greg's heart skipped a few beats as the red head stood up and made his way over to him,
"Hey dude, I'm Kenneth, you're really handsome, you look awesome tonight!"
"I'm Greg, you're absolutely gorgeous!" exclaimed Greg as Kenneth climbed onto the stool next to him. They shook hands and kissed each other gently on the cheek. Greg quickly noticed the bulge that had formed on Kenneth.
"Are you here with any one?" asked Kenneth.
"No," answered Greg.
"I'm here with a close friend of mine who's now occupied at the moment," offered Kenneth smiling.
"You have quite a nice bulge there," said Greg smiling as he placed his hand firmly on Kenneth's thigh and squeezed it.
"When I saw you come in and sit down I just couldn't keep my eyes off of you, and started touching myself and became aroused," said Kenneth breathing heavily. Greg's hand slowly traced the size of Kenneth's bulky cock through his jeans and started breathing heavily. Kenneth pulled Greg's chin closer to his and started kissing him on the lips passionately as Greg anxiously opened Kenneth's zipper to reach into Kenneth's boxers for his growing 7.5 inch plump cock. He discreetly pulled his cock out then freed his balls making them rest on top of his jeans. Greg was admiring its splendor quickly massaging his balls with one hand and fondling his shaft with the other. Kenneth guided Greg's head to it panting,
