This is a work of fiction.
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A couple of weeks had passed since Doug and I have really been together. With professional and social commitments, we had gone out for dinner a couple of times, and had limited sexual contact. Although I will confess that after dinner I did ask if I could offer him some very quick hot tub oral and he readily accepted. I am unaccustomed to the art of the blow and go, but as I did the deed in 15 minutes, dried off, and drove away I quickly get the hang of it.
During a phone call during the following week we had a somewhat serious discussion about whether or not his was a relationship, headed to that destination or just two guys having fun. Considering the amount of time and effort we had both put in I thought it might be a relationship but not understanding the protocol on this side of the fence I let Doug make that call.
"I dunno, definitely more than a fwb situation," I said.
"I agree. If I wanted you to meet some of my friends would that be level jumping, as it seems we are a couple if that is what you want." He replied barely audible.
"I think I'm good with that, but to clarify these are your friends and not your family correct?"
"Yes, friends only. Considering it's only been about two months I don't want to get ahead of myself, but I have told them about you in general times and they are curious to meet you. I will have everyone over to the house this weekend and I'm sure they love your wit and sense of humor," He responded, his voice gaining in clarity and volume.
I must admit, that I did think to myself, "Yeah, I am pretty fucking funny, who wouldn't like me?" The next week went back rather quickly as I opted to stay home and catch up on some regular and routine office stuff. I had been on the road for parts of the last three weeks and I needed a break. As Saturday approached Doug had more or less finalized the plans to meet at his place about 6pm and his guest would start filing in shortly after. Thinking I was the guest of honor I had thought maybe I should show up last since this was all about me, right? Evidently great minds do not think alike.
I got there about six and was the first to arrive by design. He had about ten people invited with a mixture of his gay friends and his straight couple friends. In fact, after taking a quick inventory after everyone arrived it was a 50-50 split. Two straight couples, one gay couple and two individual gay men. Everyone invited were white collar professionals who held advanced degrees and lived and worked locally. Turns out they already knew each other and spent the first half hour catching up and then the second half hour asking about me and Doug with the typical questions..
"Where are you from, where did you go to high school and college at, how did you guys meet?" And many more questions aimed squarely at me. Considering my unending ability to talk about myself (as I am in sales) I field all of these questions with ease and made everything funny. I let Doug answer the relationship questions as these were his friends and this was his party. There was the occasional sex joke that I found funny that was directed towards the new couple but having an excellent sense of humor I never thought it was malicious.
After some cocktails and dinner things began to thin out as we spread from the patio into the living room and into the kitchen. A handful of guests said their goodbyes to both Doug and I and invited us over to their place next time. I felt a strange vibe that I had never considered, that as his boyfriend I was now co-host of this party. OMG, I've got myself a boyfriend. How did that happen, and am I ok with this type of a public outing? Since I didn't know any of his friends and they were in different fields than me I knew that we would most likely not share any of the same friends. Even though the group was small at ten people for the first time I had identified as a gay male. In the span of two months I had gone from straight to curious to bisexual to a gay relationship. Unsure I felt 100% gay but I knew that I loved being with Doug and pretty sure he felt the same about me.
Over the next hour everyone else left and one of the straight couples, Hannah and Dave, were the last to leave. Hannah could sense that Doug and I had some unfinished business to attend to upstairs but as David was in the living room talking Doug's ear off, Hannah had stood close to me in the kitchen and begun to quiz me about the lifestyle change I was making. She found our story fascinating.
