Gay story: Zac’s story – Chapter 11
Author: Zac22
I was fed up with relationships again. Last time when Jon left, I stop dating anyone. Now, after Shawn, I went onto just giving up on relationship and love. If I fall too easily then start going out and just party it up. I went out to 18 plus clubs and went through a meaningless sex phase.
After a binge of sex had begun, I had turned 20 near the end of the summer and went out to a party. I met a couple guys. One was really cute and we went to a room at the party. Well, it was more of a closet than a room. It was a storage utility room. We made out for a while before he undid his belt and I made my way to his waist.
I squatted down, pulled down his pants just enough to get access to his 7 inch cock and inhaled it. I was sucking him for a few minutes and then began to stand back up to kiss him. He didn’t want anything else. He put his hand on my head and pushed me back down to his waist. I dropped to my knees completely. He held my head with both hands now and began grunting.
I felt his hands hold my head tighter and he began thrusting his hips. It wasn’t long before he was fully fucking my mouth. I gagged from the force several times but he didn’t stop. His cock plunged down my throat over and over until he pulled my head all the way into his groin and he exploded down my throat. I pulled out and I wiped my mouth as I stood back up. He kissed me again while pulling his pants back up and walked out.
I returned to the party also and met back up with another guy I had been flirting with. Only now I was even hornier as I didn’t get off in the utility room. We talked some more and ended up get pretty plastered and I brought him home. I think his name was Robert. I didn’t get the name of the utility room guy. We got to my apartment and into my room.
He was a bit hyper, kind of awkward actually. He got undressed faster than I’ve ever seen. He then proceeded to undress me and furiously kissed my body. He kissed my arms, neck, chest, nipples, stomach, and then got to my cock. He probably made it through all of that just as fast as the list reads.
He may have been high on something because his energy was insane. He began to run his tongue up and down my cock then down to my ass. He began tongue fucking me and his energy paid off. He may have been a bit weird, but he was making me go crazy. He rimmed me for a while before putting a condom on himself and putting his around 6-inch cock inside of me.
Again his energy paid off. He began pumping his cock inside of me making me moaning like crazy. He unexpectedly came with no warning then proceeded to pull out, remove the condom, and suck me off, again, furiously. Probably the fastest sexual encounter ever, but not bad. He crashed in minutes like he got his energy from 50 redbulls that all wore off at once.
The next morning he left and I walked out to the living room. “Who was that?” Randy asked.
“Ummm, Roger, no Robert. Yeah Robert.”
“Jesus Christ Zac, you have to stop this shit.” Randy said disgusted. “That’s the sixth guy you’ve brought home since Shawn and I don’t think you remembered any of their name’s. How many guys were you with last night anyway?”
“Just him,” I paused, ”and like one other guy.”
“Let’s just put it all out there Zac. How many guys have you been with since you left Shawn? Ballpark it.” He insisted.
“Ten, maybe twelve. Get off my back, what do you care who I have sex with?” I argued.
“I live here and have to hear you with these guys. Especially the deaf guy you brought home. I don’t have a problem with you having sex, I think it’s good for you to move on, but this is bullshit. Being a fucking slut isn’t helping you get over Shawn. You loved him, he cheated, and you’re self-destructing. I don’t want to see you do this to yourself anymore.
I care about you and you’re gonna get hurt even worse if you keep this up. Fuck, have you even been tested all summer? Who knows what you might’ve got from these guys, and for what? A couple cheap meaningless fucks that you never see again? You’re better than that and I’m not letting you do this shit anymore. We’re goin to the doctor tomorrow. You’re getting tested and hopefully you didn’t ruin your life already. From here on, you’re not going out without me or someone else to supervise and keep you from hooking up with these guys.” Randy lectured while I just sagged my head and tears built up.
He was right. I had been with around twelve guys in one summer. Some were gay, bi, and straight. I didn’t remember most of their names. Most of them we just did oral but four or five fucked me. Luckily all were with condoms, but no matter what, I had really fucked up.
Randy had lectured me before, but now he was actually cutting me off from making my own decisions. For that, I have to thank him. I got tested and luckily I made it out clean. I was under close watch after that and I made it through the fall semester without any heartbreak or man-whore moments.
After finals week I went to a new electronics store that had just opened just to check things out. As I looked around one of the salesmen came up behind me, “Gotten over her yet?”
“Excuse me?” I asked.
“The girl, have you gotten over her yet?” He asked. He had an interesting accent. It was kind of Irish but not quite. “Sorry, you probably don’t remember me. I’m Logan, I was your waiter a while back. Beginning of the semester. Zac, right? You were pretty upset and I bought you an app on the house.”
“Oh yeah, sorry, it’s just been awhile and….wait, you work here too?”
“Well, I don’t work there anymore. I left when I got the job here. So how bout that girl, you manage to get over her. You were pretty depressing that day.” He laughed a bit to make the question less serious.
“Well, it wasn’t a girl…I mean it was relationship crap. My boyfriend cheated on me, but I am doing a lot better now. Thanks.”
“Oh, sorry, I didn’t know you’re uh gay. That’s cool, umm so can I help you find anything here?” He asked awkwardly.
“No, I’m just checkin the place out, thanks though.” I replied and continued to browse.
I wrapped up looking at the store and headed out and into the parking lot toward Randy’s car that I drove out there. I then heard loud footsteps behind me, “Hold on, hey wait a sec.” I turned around. It was the salesman. “Hey, sorry, I wanted to apologize for back there I acted weird when you said your boyfriend and not your girlfriend cheated.”
“It’s alright man, it’s not a big deal.”
“No, well, I just wanted to say I’m sorry about your ex and I’m glad your doing better.” He said slightly out of breath from chasing me down.
“Well thanks. Don’t’ you have to be inside?”
“Yeah, umm, I hope this isn’t horribly inappropriate, but I get off work at 6, would you like to have a drink with me or dinner?”
I was completely thrown off. “Ummm, sure.” I wrote down my phone number and address and he ran back to work.
“So where are you from, it sounds like a sort of Irish accent?” I asked when we sat down at the restaurant.
“Ireland, but I got my undergrad degree in England so I kind of blended my accent a bit. I came to the States for graduate studies. I don’t really know too many people here.”
“How long have you been here?”
“Well, I’ve been here before during my undergrad for a little bit, but I’ve been here fulltime since August before classes started.”
We continued talking until I got a little confused again and had to ask, “So why did you ask me here tonight?”
“Well, I had seen you once before and when I saw you again today I thought I’d say hi. Then when you said you were gay I kind of froze because it was just unexpected, but then realized that was stupid so I quick caught up to you to ask you here.”
“Wait, I’m still confused. Did you ask me here because you felt bad and need more friends in the States or because I said I’m gay and this is a date?”
“A little bit of both. I thought you were really cute the first time I saw you then when I saw you again I had to talk to you and then you said you were gay and I got nervous. I asked you out as a date, but if that’s not what you want then I would definitely like to be friends. I really could use more here.” He explained.
“Ok, that makes sense then. I’m really not sure that I’m ready to date again.”
“I understand, how long were you together?”
“A year and a half. We lived together for a year. I’m just not really sure if I want to date anyone right now. You are really cute and your accent is amazingly sexy,” I laughed, “but I’m just not ready.”
He smiled, “I understand and thank you.”
He picked up the check and drove me home and walked me to my apartment door. “Well, thanks for coming out with me tonight Zac. I had a good time and I totally understand that you aren’t ready to date again. I hope we can hangout though and maybe someday when you are ready we might try another date?” He asked. I nodded in agreement; he leaned in, gave me a kiss on the cheek, and headed back to his car.
“So, how was McDreamy?” Randy asked as I walked in the door.
“Ha ha, very funny. It’s just not time. I’m not ready for this.” I said walking into my room.
Randy got up and followed me in. “Well, I guess that means it was a date. Did you at least have a good time?” he asked as I had my back to him and sat on my bed exposing my face. “Oh Zac, what’s wrong?” Randy saw a tear run down my face and immediately came to my side and put an arm around my pulling me to his shoulder.
I began to cry as he held me, “I just can’t do it.”
“Do what buddy?”
“I can’t fall in love.”
“It was just one date Zac, he’s not asking you to fall in love with him. It’s just a date.”
“I can’t do this.”
“Do what?” Randy was trying to get clear answers as I just gave tear filled, one-sentence responses.
“I can’t be with him.”
“Ok, if you didn’t like him then that’s ok. It’s not worth crying over.”
“I did like him. I really liked him.” I cried huffing in air after each sentence. I felt like a little kid crying about a scrape, but I couldn’t help whimpering. “He was sweet, and nice, and romantic. He was caring and said it was” paused again to catch my breath “ok if it was too soon and he could wait and be” caught my breath “friends until I am ready.”
“That’s great. He sounds like a really good guy. So what’s the problem?”
“Shawn!” I raised my voice. “I loved Shawn and he broke my heart. I can’t do this again.”
“Oh Zac” Randy took a deep breath hugged me and guided me off his shoulder. “Look at me” I wiped my eyes and looked at him. “You deserve someone who is deserving of you. Shawn didn’t deserve you. Anyone who can do what he did doesn’t deserve to be with you. I know you loved him, but he’s not worth this. You deserve to find someone and be with someone. You don’t need to marry this guy, but if you like him you shouldn’t be afraid to give him a chance.”
“What if he leaves me? What if he cheats on me?” tears began to flow again.
Randy wiped my eyes, “You can’t think like that.”
“But what if he does?”
“If he does then I will be here for you like I always have been. I’m not going anywhere. I love you and I’m here to pick up the pieces anytime you fall. But you have got to move on. You can’t just dwell on Shawn the rest of your life and let him ruin any shot at loving someone else. Besides, it’s not fair for you to judge this guy without letting him prove himself.”
“I know. You’re right, but I just can’t do it right now. I’m not ready.” I laid down on my bed now. I steadied my breathing and was mostly done crying.
“Ok, if you’re not ready then that’s fine. Just make sure you keep in touch with this guy and let him know that. When you’re ready you can try again. Either with this guy or another guy, but you have to move on eventually.”
“I know, I will.”
Randy patted my chest and said goodnight as he went back to his room.
A couple months went by and we were into the spring semester. I had been hanging out with Logan from time to time and kept in touch.
Logan is 24, buzzed light brownish hair with red blended in. He has a bit of scruffy red facial hair that goes from his sideburns all the way across; not too thick and is scruffy but also looks soft. He has blue eyes and his complexion is slightly red like he is always blushing a bit. He has a bit of a tan so he doesn’t look beat red or anything but there is a slight red tint to his skin.
He is about 6 feet tall and is a little on the pudgy side. He’s not fat by any means and I wouldn’t even say that he’s over weight, just not thin. He’s pudgy in a cute way. He is insanely polite, a true gentleman. His accent is Irish but also sounds British in many ways and even sounds more British at times and has started to blend some American in. He obviously is a quick learner since he has already picked up American slang in his conversation, but for the most part his language sounds British.
“Hey Logan, what’s up?” Randy asked when he answered the door.
“Hi Randy, how are you? Is Zac here?” Logan asked.
“Good, uh yeah, is he expecting you?” Randy asked.
“It’s cool Randy. Come on in Logan, what brings you here?” I chimed in from the living room.
“Hi Zac,” I love his accent, he says my name like Zawc instead of Zac, “Umm, can I speak with you for a moment?”
“Yeah, what’s up?”
Logan was sitting in the chair while I was on the couch. He put his elbows on his knees and looked a little nervous or uneasy. “Zac, I can’t stop thinking about you. Every time we go out as friends I want more. I want to hold you. You’re amazing.” I started to say something but he cut me off, “Please, just let me finish.
I know you said you aren’t ready to date and I respect that, but I need to let you know how I feel. I love being your friend, but can’t go a day without thinking about you and I can’t help but want more. I want to be with you all the time. Sometimes it hurts. I don’t mean to say I love you or anything that serious, but I do care for you and want the chance to date you. I’ll wait longer if that’s what you need, but I had to let you know how I feel.” He paused, “That’s it. That’s all I wanted to say.”
“I really like you and I have been taking my time before dating again, but maybe it’s time. I’d love to go out with you.” I said and his eyes lit up.
Logan smiled the most adorable smile, “That’s great!” He exhaled in relief, “Ummm how about tonight. I can pick you up at seven? Is that too soon?”
“No, tonight’s great.” We stood up and I walked him to the door.
“See you tonight.” He hesitated for a second then moved in and kissed me on the cheek before smiling and walking out to his car.
“Well, that had to be the sweetest thing I think I’ve ever seen.”
“How long have you been standing there?” I asked.
“Pretty much the whole time.” Randy said with a grin. “So you’re going out with the European dreamboat?”
“Yes. It’s just a date. We’ll see if it’ll work out.”
“Well you know him pretty well. Do you think it’ll work?”
“I don’t know. If he’s as sweet a boyfriend as he is a friend then yeah, I think it could.”
“You ready to go?” Logan asked Zac when he opened the door.
“Yeah.”
“Hey Logan can I grab you for a second?” Randy asked.
“Sure, uh Zac I’ll be just a second. You can wait in my car if you’d like.” Logan said as Zac nodded and walked to Logan’s car. “What’s up Randy?”
“I just wanted to tell you that Zac has been through a hard time after his last relationship. He’s vulnerable and I don’t want to see him in any more pain. So if you hurt him, I will kick your ass.”
“Randy, I’m Irish. You don’t want to pick a fight with me. However, I understand where you’re coming from. I care very much for Zac as do you. I wouldn’t dream of hurting him and if I ever do cause him pain, I’ll let you kick my ass.”
Randy smiled, “Alright. Take care of him. See you when you guys get back.”
Logan smiled and shook Randy’s hand before going out to his car.
“So, where are we going?” I asked as Logan started the car.
“I thought we’d go out to eat then perhaps go to a movie. Just a nice simple date to start.”
“Sounds great.”
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