“Well, I own my own construction business, just turned 28 a month ago, I’m gay of course. I’m very blunt, and I like things to go my way, I love dogs, I own two. One’s name is Lucky, the other is Butch. I like to draw, and that’s about it.” Justin almost fell off the sofa. He was gay?? Even though he already figured it, coming straight out of Garrick’s mouth was totally different. This beautiful GAY man was sitting in his living room. “Uhh, Dinners ready. We should eat.” Justin hurried to the kitchen to prepare their plates. Garrick loved watching Justin squirm.
When Garrick saw his plate he thought he found his dream guy. The food just looked so mouth watering. Garrick moaned from him first bite, and Justin’s cock twitched. That noise was like music to his ears. He was glad Garrick liked his cooking so much. Garrick just made small talk; he couldn’t concentrate on conversation with delicious food in front of him.
“So, tell me about your family.” Justin froze. How could he explain to a man that he just met, that his father tried to kill him, and his mother was in a psychiatric hospital for trying to kill herself and failed at ever attempt. How could he tell him no one loved him his whole entire life?
“I don’t have a family.” Justin replied staring down at his plate. Garrick wanted the floor to open up and swallow him. “I’m sorry Justin.” Now it was quiet again. Justin lost his appetite. So he just pushed his food around with his fork. “Can I tell you a secret?” Garrick asked. Justin shrugged.
“I like you.” Justin’s head shot up. “I know we just met but I want to get to know you better. You seem genuine, someone I can relate to.” He looked at Justin the whole time and looked at the emotions that played on his face. Justin looked up and had tears in his eyes. Garrick rushed over to him. “What’s wrong?” Justin couldn’t look at him, he was embarrassed enough. “I’m scared.” He finally said.
“Why baby?” Garrick didn’t mean for the endearment to split out but it was too late. “Sorry.” Garrick muttered. He’s usually confident and out spoken, but since he’s met Justin it all changed.
“It’s not you, I’m scared. It’s been 3 hours that I’ve known you, and I want you already. I know you seen my scars. I don’t think you would want to put yourself in danger just to be with me.” Justin started to cry harder.
“Baby what are you talking about?” Before Justin could answer the power went out, they could hear the rain pounding on the roof from downstairs. Justin quickly got up and went to the kitchen to get a liter and some candles.
“You can stay here with me if you want, honestly I don’t want you to leave.” Justin admitted, he couldn’t believe he was saying how he felt. He dated, he had no problem with getting a date but he never got close to anyone, and the way Garrick made him feel was crazy. They just met, he believes in love at first sight, but he never wanted it to happen to him. Justin looked out the window to see how bad the storm was getting, the wind was blowing hard and the rain wasn’t getting any better. Trees were in the streets and all the lights on his street were out.
“Okay I’ll stay but I want you to explain to me what you’re afraid of.” Justin nodded, and told Garrick to come to the basement with him to wait out the storm; they took more candles to the basement so they could have enough light. Justin had his basement remodeled when he first moved into the house. So it had the same furniture his living room had, with an en-suite bathroom, and a bar. Justin and Garrick placed the candles around the room so it could be bright. Justin went to the bar to make them a drink. “Scotch or Rum?” Justin asked without looking at Garrick. “Scotch will be fine.” Garrick replied.
“You’re going to want a double after you hear this story.” Justin said. He walked over to Garrick handed him his drink, and sat down next to him with his feet tucked under him.”
“My father tried to kill me, on my 18th birthday. He got pissed when I told him I was moving out. On top of that I came out when I was 15 so I guess I gave him another reason to hate the day I was born” Justin stood up and took off his shirt to show Garrick the wounds. “Right here is where he kicked me repeatedly until the skin split; he did the same on this side, and I know you already seen the scar on my face.” At this point Justin is crying re-living that horrible day was just too much for him; he sat down and cried is heart out, like he does every year on his birthday. Garrick scooted over and wrapped Justin in his arms. “It’s okay baby, you don’t have to finish the story.” Justin sat up, and wiped his face with his shirt. “For you to understand yes I do.” Justin stood up again. “He shot me right here, and at the hospital when I finally came to. I had amnesia I didn’t know who I was or where I was or why I was even there. Until my parents came in the room, I screamed and screamed wanting them out. My mother tried to grab me and I yelled at her to not touch me, the look on my father’s face was unbelievable, he thought I would never get my memory back, sometimes I wish I didn’t. Anyway my father left the state and was never found. My mother is in a psychiatric hospital because after all the bullshit she couldn’t handle it and tried to kill herself, and failed each time.” The whole time he was talking he wasn’t facing Garrick he was tired of people looking at him with pity when they see the scar on his face, but when he turned around. He seen tears in Garrick’s eyes, and something else he didn’t want to deal with at that moment.
Garrick rushed to Justin and pulled him into a warm embrace. Holding him tight to his chest, and for the first time in years, Justin felt safe. Garrick pulled away and green met gray. He lifted Justin off the floor and pulled him into a heart stopping, sensual, urgent, yet gentle kiss. Justin moaned into Garrick’s mouth, parting his lips, giving Garrick an invitation to swirl his tongue around his own. It was the best kiss he’s ever had. Garrick brought Justin onto the couch and sat him down and unbuckled Justin’s pants and pulled them down, along with his boxers, and grabbed his prize, and took it down his throat on the first try.
“Oh fuck!” Justin moaned. He has never felt something so amazing in his life. Garrick pulled off to look at the beautiful cock. It was a good 7 inches and uncut, he pulled the foreskin back to look at the angry red head. He licked the slit to taste the pre-cum, and moaned from the taste. It was sweet. He deep throated him again, and used a lot of tongue around the head. Justin knew he was close. He deep throated him one last time, and Justin shot his load at the back of Garrick’s throat. Garrick pulled off so he could taste Justin’s sweetness.
After he milked Justin for all he was worth, something in Justin’s head went off. Like a switch, and he grabbed Garrick through him on the sofa, and ravaged his mouth. He took of Garrick’s shirt, and his khaki cargos, and strocked his cock as he nibbled on his nipple. Garrick groaned loudly. “Suck my cock Justin.” How could he say no to that? Just kissed his way down, and almost fainted. Garrick’s cock was 10 inches, and pretty thick. “Oh my damn! That’s a huge cock.” Justin quickly covered his mouth; he was surprised that it was so big. Garrick chuckled and rubbed his thumbs over Justin’s nipples making him shudder. “Can you handle it?” Garrick said in a very seductive tone. Justin winked at Garrick, and stuffed the ten inch cock down his throat. “Oh fuck yeah!” Garrick screamed. He’s never had anyone deep throat him before people always complained about his size. He couldn’t believe it. Justin sucked his cock fast and steady wanting to taste Garrick’s cum. Garrick’s balls tightened and he came over and over again in Justin’s hot mouth.