***Everyone in this story is fiction and over the age of 18.***
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The sounds of pouring rain woke me up. My back was stiff from sleeping in the recliner. I looked down to see Darwin was asleep next to me, his left arm wrapped around my chest with his leg wrapped around my leg, his thigh brushed against my bulge. I turned my head right to look at the clock and saw it was 2 am. I had to pee, desperately. Moving cautiously, I moved his arm and leg off of me, trying not to wake him. When I was free, I got off the chair and stretched, then turned off the record player before walking to the restroom.
When I finished relieving myself in the bathroom, I had noticed my briefs were stained with cum, I guess there was still some remaining and leaked out. I removed them and threw them in the hamper, then moved over to the sink to wash my face. Next, I went to my room to put on some sweats then went back out to the living room. Darwin was still asleep in his white briefs, I almost wanted to wake him but decided to let him sleep. I brewed some coffee then sat at the table with my laptop and decided to get some grading done.
About an hour later, Darwin woke up. He saw me sitting at the table shirtless in front of the laptop. I made eye contact with him, he then got off the chair.
"There is coffee" I mumbled.
"Thanks, but I think I should leave," he said.
"Oh?" I said surprised. I got up and walked to him in the living room. I saw him bend over to pick up his clothes and I couldn't resist looking at his ass.
"Yeah, I have to get up about 6 hours. It was nice, honestly. I hope it will happen again."
"Honestly, I don't know. I'll need some time."
He placed his hand on my chest, "Take all the time you need." He then leaned in and kissed me on the cheek, then left.
After he left, I continued to grade papers until 6 am when I fell back to sleep.
I woke up at noon on Saturday and saw it wasn't raining anymore but it was still cloudy. I jumped in the shower, while in the shower I began to think about what happened last night. "Was I gay now?" I asked myself. I shook my head and continued to shower, but as I looked down I saw that my penis was erect. No matter how many times I shook my head or tried to think about something, I kept seeing Darwin in my head, his small slim body, his lovely ass cheeks that I wanted to part with my cock. I decided to not fight it anymore and stroked my cock while I showered, remembering the hot moments with Darwin. I closed my eyes as I sped up. "Maybe it was a phase?" but the question was lost in the hot memories of last night. Then I opened my eyes when I felt my balls contract, my seed shot out and splattered over the tile shower wall. I placed my hands on my head and continued to shower.
When I was done, I stepped out of the shower and dried myself off, my erection was semi-hard. I wasn't sure what I was anymore, I always remembered being attracted to women, but Darwin was different. I needed to see him again, hopefully, he can help me figure things out.
It was 8 pm and I was sitting on my couch in my socks with a glass of wine. I wore blue levis with a white t-shirt. I thought about how would I text him. What would I say? I didn't want to come off as needy. I took a deep breath and simply sent a message saying "Hey." Within seconds I got a reply, "Hi, Mr. McCall."
"I told you to call me Damian."
"Sorry, what is up?"
"Was wondering if you wanted to talk?"
"About what?"
"About what happened?"
"Should I call you or do you want me to go over?" I stopped and looked out my window, if he came over I might have sex with him again. Then again, was that a bad thing? Was that what I really wanted? I was so confused, I didn't know what to do. "I don't know."
"Hmm, I'll be right over then."
"Okay, see you in a bit."
I got up from my chair and walked to the kitchen, I stood over the sink. I felt nervous, "Why am I nervous?" I said out loud. I shook it off and went back to the living room.
He had arrived 30 minutes later, he wore a grey sweatshirt, with black denim pants. He came into the house and sat on the couch. I offered him some wine, which he declined. I then sat on the other side of the couch.
"So, what do you need to talk about?" he said softly.
I took a deep breath before answering, "Honestly, I am confused."