Walking in Circles - 17. Chapter 17

Chapter 17

“Good morning sunshine, time to make the doughnuts.”

“I need just another minute Sean.”

Sean got in the bed, he is moving up behind me, man that feels nice. His breath is on my shoulder. “Zach, it’s not Sean, it’s Steve.”

I tried twisting to stand up, my heart is slamming in my chest. Steve’s grip is too tight, “It’s me Zach, do you see me now? Yeah you do, there you go. Are you with me now?”

“Yes, sorry, I was dreaming. Why are you in my bed?”

“Asshole, are you going to try to say you don’t remember the magical night we had making love last night?”

“Ha, you wish you could play with little Zach, Queer Boy.”

“Oh wait just a minute, is this little Zach acting all angry?”

“If you don’t let go, you’re gonna get pee or cum all over your hand . Either way, I will be relieved.”

Steve screamed his best girlish grossed out over dramatic scream he has. “You boys are so gross!” Then he yanked off the covers. “Ok funs over, you have shit you have to do today and the Center has your exhibit tomorrow. Let’s go, time is a waisting.”

I put my hand out to Steve, “help me “ in my best pathetic voice.

He came around the bed, as soon as he grabbed my hand I put it on my pee-on. Steve is a strange character. “Fine.” He dug it out of my underwear. And proceeded to tug it just enough to really feel good. “Better?”

“No! You’re not finished.”

“And I told you before, I am NOT that kind of boy.” He turned and called back as he went downstairs, “Go to the bathroom, leave the door open and get in the shower. I will be in as soon as I get the coffee going.”

I did exactly as I was told, I kept looking to see if he was actually going to come in. I decided to keep it hard, just in case he decided to watch.”

He didn’t. I had put a few clothes in the awesome walk in closet last night, there are drawers and shelves everywhere. I don’t think I can ever fill all this with clothes. As I come down the stairs, Steve is sitting on the couch with his feet up on a box looking at my sketch pad.

“Coffee is ready, and I made scrambled eggs and toast for you, I already had mine.”

“You said you were going to join me.”

“I decided it’s too soon, I don’t want you all in love with me. I would break your heart. I need a lady in my life and I just can’t risk hurting you.”

I sat down on the couch and held my plate by my chest as I scarfed it down. When it was gone I grabbed the coffee the same way and faced Steve. “That sounded serious.”

Steve turned to face me, he put the pad on the box, “Those are awesome. I am completely serious.”

“Ok, Steve, honesty time, I love the sexual tension between you and I. I love the way you are so willing to help and so not afraid to flirt. I love how kind you are yet brazen like a tough dude. Most of all, I want you to meet another beautiful woman who sees in you what I love about you.” I took a couple swigs of my coffee. Steve took that as a time to speak, but I put up the, Don’t speak yet sign. “I’m not finished. I don’t know if you and I will ever ‘fulfill our needs together’, but either way I don’t want to lose what we have, just the way it is.”

Steve grabbed my coffee cup, set it on the floor. Grabbed my hand and led me up the stairs. As we got by the bed he turned and full out started kissing me. He pulled me in so hard our cocks were fighting for dominance. He is so damn warm and delicious. I demanded getting his pants off in a record time, I am so willing to take either roll right now. Steve must have known as he pressed his forearms hard on my shoulders. I take that as a command and I let him dominate me the way he wants. I can’t help but slobber all over his delicious cock. He is dripping pre so much I choke on it a couple of times. Steve really likes that though. He held the back of my head most of the way down then started slow fucking my face. I found myself excited to take his babies in my throat, but as I got prepared, Steve picked me up and sat me on the bed. With a shove against my chest I followed his command to lay back. Steve passionately and aggressively removed my jeans. He wasted no time thrusting my dick down his throat. The urgency in his desire to bring me to an orgasm was driving me crazy. “Don’t stop, don’t stop.” Fuck, what the fuck , why did you stop?

I can barely catch my breath, I was right there. Steve grabbing the back of my knees pushed them to my chest. He seemed lost in his lust to eat my ass. I had chills running through my whole body, Steve stood fisting his dick while his fist was pressed firmly against my hole. Every thrust in his fist made his dickhead blunt against the ring. On more urgent thrusts it would press through the ring for just a moment. The assault continued allowing more than just the tip to push beyond the pucker. He pulled out, deep throated my shaft, and hungrily ate my ass. He continued his fist thrusting, though this time I found he easily gained greater depth. I wanted him to take me and I tried to thrust down onto that battering ram plunging into my man hole. As the cycle of sucking my cock, eating my ass and plunging my man hole began a new round, Steve stood up and pulled me up to stand. He simultaneously laid down on the edge of the bed, “Do it just like that.”

I started with eating his musky man hole for everything it was worth. Sucked on that monster cock to pull his cum from his balls and fist thrusted my dick into his hole, over and over again. Two cycles in, my fist fucking continued as I took his cock in my mouth. For each slam through my first I loosened my grip so more shaft dug into the depths of his man hole. Sucking hard and fucking deep, I had my balls pressed hard against his taint, only trading for his balls pressed hard against my chin. I heard his moan and knew this is it. I was ready. For every blast filling my mouth I filled his hole. But, I refused to stop, I wanted this to last and I wanted more cum. Nothing in my rhythm changed until he fed me a slightly less powerful load. That gave me enough fuel for my fire. I realized my cum had become foamy. It was all over my balls, the bed, as well as covered his taint and ass. I collapsed on top of him till I could breathe again. “Come on, let’s shower.”

“You are amazing Zach.” He leaned on me while I let the hot water run over my head.

“Dude, that was all you. Fucking hope that can happen again someday, but I gotta get so much done today. Can I use your phone when we get out?”

“For sure, I am just so surprised by my actions. I never did most of that stuff.” I hope he isn’t feeling guilty.

“Are you going to be alright?”

“Better than alright, if you wanna know. I just haven’t been so turned on in a long time. Here, let’s hug and get out.” Man, those hugs are so good.

After talking to Mr Jeffries, Steve went back to his place to get ready for his class. I put more things away until Mr Jeffries showed up. First stop, Cell Phone, a quick lesson on the functions and off to the bank. After the bank, I asked him if he likes driving a pickup truck. We discussed pro’s and con’s his was a top of the line fully loaded truck. The divers license was a bit more of a time sucker so Mr Jeffries shared warm and funny stories about my parents and himself. I can easily see what my parents probably liked about him.

Eventually I was able to show my new drivers license, with the worst picture ever, to the sales manager at a Ram dealership. My truck is a pearl white with a silver bottom tone. Panoramic sunroof, V8 Hemi, navigation, assisted parking, and a red/brown leather work of art. I was so beyond happy with my purchase. I had invited Mr Jeffries to the showing. He said he’d be there.

I needed to get to the Center to help with the show, which is tomorrow. I ran into Doc in the hallway, I gave him my new number. He asked if we can meet tomorrow morning at 11 like usual. I made sure to tell him about thinking Sean came to me this morning. Minus, of course, that it was Steve crawling into my bed. I don’t think it would be wise to share that kind of information about someone else. That is Steve’s business.

I saw Travis down the hall and I motioned for him to meet me halfway. “Hey buddy, you’re looking good. Are you gonna come to the showing tomorrow?”

“I got the day off so I can. Everybody’s tried, but because of my rugged good looks I am one those who did. The Center Execs put out a memo that they will be having extra staff to allow for longer breaks.”

“Wow, this is all so crazy. So…. I have been meaning to talk to you about something.”
I looked around carefully for any ears that may be to close. “Do you have a special someone in your life?”

There was a bit of surprise in his face, but he relented, “No, I am not good at actually talking to someone I have any interest in.”

“I want you to meet a friend of mine that I think you would hit it off with. Are you ok with me, trying to at least, introducing you both?”

“I trust you will be discreet, so absolutely I would like to see who’d you go out of your way to make a match for.”

“No harm done in an introduction.” Hand up wave with an extra wide smile.

The conference rooms are really starting to look amazing. Someone donated partition walls and easels for the event. I just didn’t like how the best stuff was being put into my area. So I asked for permission to rearrange some of it. I asked they open sections of the room dividers in order to make hallways. I suggested that all the doors to the conference rooms be blocked so everyone will start on one end and work their way around and back to the end. I asked for some of the tables to be strategically placed creating gathering points. As it was really taking shape I went into the hallway and had a very muscular young buck help me carry some of the benches in. I didn’t want these to be against a wall, rather a place to sit and look at a piece on either side of the area. I went through the art being brought in and made sure the artist sets remained together yet not trying to make it look worse to best, but more random. In fact, there is another artist who had more pieces than I do, so I worked it out to make everyone feel special. The maintenance guy approached me to see if anything from the storage room would help. We pulled out a series of lights and extension cords to spread through out the place.

The bidding sheets were placed into clear plastic slots with pens in each, they were put on the wall next to every piece each artist was willing to consider selling. I went around and started a bid for every item except mine. That way nobody would feel shafted. I decided I would donate them if I am the only bidder. Each person who comes is assigned a number so you can remain somewhat anonymous. I decided with some forethought to add my starting bid to my work as well, except considerably less than the others.

The Coffee Kiosk was to remain open, a bar for everyone not working, and a separate one for people who are. Let me say it another way. An alcohol bar, and a smoothie soda bar. Tables are getting finger foods and come to find out all of the bars and foods are being catered, paid for by Mr Jeffries. That just touches my heart, it makes it feel like my parents are here. I remember some of the parties my parents had. Mr Jeffries had shared memories of some, that I don’t remember, while we were putting my life back together.

I called Mr Jeffries and thanked him for the Catering, “That’s just so very cool of you. Mr Jeffries, how hard do you think it would be to have a sign made by tomorrow? If it can’t be done then I’ll come up with a different plan.” We chatted for a minute about my thoughts and he went to work on it.

Greggory is Mr Jeffries first name, he even tried to give me permission to call him that. But, I called him Mr for so long that using his first name sounds so foreign. I like calling him Mr, it makes my parents seem that much more alive.

I am feeling whipped by midnight and there’s just myself and the Maintenance guy, Sam. He has been so nice to help the way he has. I saw him really looking at a piece of mine several times. It’s one of my favorites for its simplicity. All I did was take a rag dipped in Indian ink and swiped it across the paper. The frame really makes it pop too. Right there in that area I have four that are the same technique. While Sam and I were closing up, he told me stories about his wife and teenage son. They both came from alcoholic families and they both never drank out of fear of becoming like them. But, life hasn’t been easy for them either. Yet, they feel that they have done so much better than their siblings.

Steve let himself in again at some point, when I woke up he was spooning me. His warm breath on the back of my neck. His right arm across my chest and tangled up with my arms. His left arm under the pillows. I couldn’t help but notice the monster poking at my back door.

I slipped my right hand free and reached back to feel Steve had boxer briefs on, then I slowly slid my hand between us get a slight pinch of the monster. It pulsed in response to my continued pinching as I moved up and down the length. Steve’s body couldn’t help but to press into my grip. As his pressing increases and so does the pressure of my pinching I heard, “Mmmm, good morning.”

“Who is this sneaking into my bed this morning?”

“Hm, I don’t know, I’ve been here since 1:30. I saw you come home, I came over and saw you had passed out. I thought it would be nice to cuddle up. Is that ok?”

“Yes, but don’t get all in love with me because I will break your heart. I need a real man in my life and I don’t know if you can keep sex and friendship separate.”

“Hmm, I see, well then maybe I should just have one last hurrah, how about that.” I twisted around to face him.

“I think I could handle that.” I puckered my lips as I kissed his mouth. My left hand went down the back of his underwear and my cock pressed hard into Steve’s. “What do you have in mind.”

Steve slipped under the blankets and removed my underwear. Then he engulfed my pulsing cock, he was increasingly adding more suction. It was almost painful, except for the fact that I was about to cum. I decided to not warn him. I tried instead to only slightly thrust and hold my breath as shot after shot went in his mouth. He started licking all over it and sucking on my ballsack. Soon he insisted I lay on my stomach so he could get his tongue as deep into my hole as he could make it go. I mean. Straight Boy knows how to eat some ass, DAMN. Instead of the fisting thing which I was prepared for, he let his length wedge between my cheeks and slide it’s entire length. I could feel his bulbous head slip over my hole as it slid both ways. He was really going to town, except I kept interrupting his flow by angling my butt so his prick would get hung up on my rim. Each time I could feel his pressure almost begging to be the one that passes through, till we got one to stick the landing. Damn straight it hurt, but in a so sooo good way.

Steve couldn’t stop to find out if I was ok, nor did I want him to. He wasn’t warning me if he was close, I was pressing into him just about as hard as he pressed into me. The speed was reaching a fevered pitch. His sweat was covering my body and mine was soaking the bed. Our bodies were slipping back and forth to our rapid rhythm of full length strokes. It was when he rammed as hard as he could in three short bursts that I knew he is climaxing and that did it for me. I blasted off all over the bed and my stomach. Steve collapsed on top of me and panted his way back to sleep while still inside of me. Why not get comfortable, besides I could use a nap.

When I woke up again Steve was sound asleep on his back. I quietly went to the bathroom and to the kitchen to get some coffee started. I opened all the curtains and looked out at the traffic and the trees. I thought about my mornings in the cove and drinking the tea. I made a silent prayer for Sean and Jake. I walked around carrying my cup of coffee, organizing a few things until I heard the shower upstairs. I grabbed a cup of coffee for Steve and headed up. As I walked in the open door of the bathroom I stopped to watch him behind the glass. I sat the coffees down on one side of the double vanity and took off my underwear. Slowly I moved to the shower and opened the door. “Hi Mr Man. Can I join you.”

“I insist.” He doesn’t even need to step aside for me to come in, hell, we could get 4 more people in here, wouldn’t that be interesting. I turned the knob that changed the spray from the wall to the large square rain maker over head. I grabbed ahold of him and kissed his lips. He smiled and kissed mine back. With a bar of soap being passed between us, I washed him and he washed me. I paid special attention to his middle region and he did mine. Gradually we jacked each other off while kissing the whole time. “Three for me two for you sounds fair.”

“Zach, I will take what I can get. I brought a set of keys for my place, it doesn’t seem right that I can come and go as I please and you can’t.”

“Thank you, I promise to only use it when I run out of cream or sugar.” That got a big smile.

“I do have to get some things done before tonight, so I’ll drink a cup of coffee with you, then I gotta run.”

We sat on the couch not saying much. I leaned my back against his side and just relaxed for a couple minutes. “You better get going, I have some errands I gotta do as well.”

“Yeah, do you want to ride together or just meet there?”

“I don’t know how long I will be running around, we should probably drive separate, is that ok?”

“Absolutely. Then I will see you there.” He pulled me in for another delicious hug.

After he was gone I sat back on that big fluffy couch. I leaned back looking over at the windows. I have started sectioning off an area for my art supplies. I choose one of the large arched windows as a marker. I want to order some cabinets and shelves to line the far wall. I also want an island like in the kitchen but with different levels to hide any clutter that I may leave out. I think I would like it to be on wheels to scoot out of the way of any projects. I also need to buy some clothes for tonight. I want to wear a tie but it needs to be casual as well. I recall hearing about a mall nearby that is supposed to be really big and popular, I’ll start there.

My phone rang, “Good morning Zach, it’s Greggory, I want you to know they will have the sign done by 1 this afternoon and I will go pick it up. I hope you don’t mind, my wife is on her way from the City to go with me to your showing.”

“I would love to see Mrs Jeffries, I can’t even remember the last time I saw her.”

“That would have been your parents 12th anniversary party at your house. You kept asking her to dance and she said she had to buy new shoes because you wore them down that night.”

“That’s great, I remember dancing with her, and I remember thinking she was the perfect woman.”

“I knew you had a thing for her, I gotta tell you, I saw her the same way, still do.”

“Aren’t you the romantic. Well great, I can’t wait to see her then.”

I picked out a casual outfit and went to the mall. I basically made an entire trip around before buying anything. There’s just so many places that it’s hard to know where to start. I picked Saks Fifth Avenue first and found the men’s department. I wound up choosing a Tommy Hilfiger Navy Jacket with khaki pants. I found a beautiful white Calvin Klein shirt and tie with dark stripes. I also bought underwear socks and a pair of loafers. I asked the salesman if they could hold my purchase till I finished shopping.

As I roamed around the mall, I decided to go to the food court for a lite lunch. Some Chinese sounded excellent, plus I think they won me over with the samples they were passing out. ‘Curse your psychological antics’. It was good though. I made my way to the restroom to pee. It was one of those streams that feel so good coming out. The door opened around the corner from where I was standing and a guy about 25ish years old came in and stood at the urinal immediately to my left. The mall isn’t particularly busy today. Middle of the week and before noon, there’s not a bunch of foot traffic. This guy has been standing there a long time without peeing. I glanced over and found him to be a hot looking redneck type. Good ole country boy who’s been corn fed his whole life. I wouldn’t say he was well endowed, but perfectly shaped and proportionate to his face, beautiful.

As I continued to stand there I couldn’t help pulling on my dick some. He seemed to take notice and has a similar reaction. He turned his head slightly to get a better look at my face. Then he looked around the room. I got even harder anticipating his next move. I honestly think he wants a taste of little Zach. He kept his head turned towards the door and reached out wrapping his fist around my girth. I put my hand on the small of his back. That got a new reaction out of him that included a shiver as he met his hand with his mouth. It felt like he was kissing a girl for the first time. Like he was kissing the head to test what it was like. Then he allowed it in his mouth to the rim of my dickhead. I slightly thrust up to get more into his mouth. He bravely took the new length which reached near the back of his mouth. At this point he made short bobbing jerks that had me leaking a good amount of pre. He must have felt it filling his mouth so he stood back up. I am pretty sure he thinks I just came in his mouth.

He looked back at the door and I took my chance to return his style of sucking. It felt so sensual and he seemed to shiver until I had his full length pushing to the back of my throat. I tried to create the short bursts he did to me and was rewarded with a huge amount of thick cum. He looked at me briefly with a crooked grin , “ Thanks.”

“Any time.” Thanks Sean.

He left and I went into the middle stall. I immediately started to rub one out. I ran through meeting this country boy and his taste still in my mouth. I had to aim my dick into the bowl to not make a mess with my orgasm. After cleaning up with some toilet paper I looked at the time on my phone and realized I need to get a move on. I bought a couple pair of jeans, a jacket and a couple sweatshirts on my way to the truck. I drove to Saks for my other bags and saw a building supply store across the parking lot. With a little help from a nice lady, I got my cabinets and shelves ordered and will be delivered in 3 days. I am going to try to find something online for the island before making something.

It’s starting to get late, so I head straight over to the Center and go to the bathroom by the main entrance to change. I’m glad I put clay for my hair in the truck with an extra tooth brush. I want to feel my best. As I head back to the conference rooms I see Mrs Jeffries. She doesn’t see me yet, but I am amazed how she looks exactly as I remember her. “Mrs Jeffries, I swear you look just like you did 10 years ago.”I leaned in for a kiss on the cheek.

She got a tear in her eyes,”Zach, you are so handsome, and my, you have grown. I wish your mom could see you now…”

“Mrs Jeffries, having you and your husband here brings them here right now. I couldn’t ask for a better present.”

She couldn’t help but put her arms around me. “You’re sweet.”

Mr Jeffries cleared his throat. “Do you have it Mr Jeffries?”

“I sure do son, right here.” He had it leaning against the wall and turned it around for me.

WELCOME

TO THE PACT CARE CENTER
ART SHOW
All the proceeds for
ZACH HOLLAND
Will be donated to the
PACT CENTER
For physical and creative learning

“Man, That looks even better than I expected.” It is black with gold lettering and white highlights.

I took it to the easel at the entrance of the show and stood back to admire it. I noticed the Maintenance man, Sam, had added plants and benches in front of the other 3 doors of the conference rooms. That reminded me. “Please, Excuse me for a bit.” I said to the Jeffries. I wound my way around to the piece that Sam liked and I wrote SOLD in large letters.

I walked around admiring how hard everyone worked. They used white table cloths over all the partitions and on the room dividers keeping the eye following in the same line. The main lights have been dimmed and the tables are set with finger foods. I have picked a couple strawberries and ironically enough I have had a handful of raspberries. I just wish I wasn’t so freakishly nervous. As I go to the coffee bar in the hallway I see Zesta is working with Mr Personality. “Hey, P.Y.T.”

“Mr Medium, you’re so silly.”

“Hey I want to thank you guys for working tonight. I am going to need a bucket of coffee to get through all of this.”

“Baby, are you a part of all this, cause you are looking like a million dollars.” I couldn’t help but to blush.

“I have some art in there. Fingers crossed I can sell one at a good price.” She told me the price and was surprised when I gave her cash. She was even more surprised when I put a $10 tip in her jar. That even got Mr Personality to do that thing I think is smiling. Ugh, gives me chills.

Mocha in hand I find the Jeffries walking through some of the art. Before I can get to them I have a small horde of people waiting to say hi. I try to be engaging with everyone who has been waiting. Some of the artists are chatting with people looking at their works. I love to watch the interactions amongst all the people. Occasionally, I check the artists bid sheets and see they’re getting more than my bid. I’ve had a few people ask how one of mine could be sold without being bid on. I simply explain I have promised it to someone already. That leads to questions how they could be promised a piece. I don’t entertain them other than a, You must be kidding, look.

About 3 hours in I would have have believed we would be done, far from it. As I walked around the other art, I increased some of their bids when I think nobody’s watching me. I saw Dr Stiene while I was being horded again. He held his heart and waved to say, I love it and don’t worry about me I even seen him putting his bids on some of the works. What a wonderful man.

Someone came up behind me and wrapped their arms around me from behind. “I don’t know who this is, but I like what you’re doing.” I turn to see Steve with a big grin.”Oh, you again.”

“Oh come on, you know you’re happy to see me!” He’s giving me a shit eating grin.

“What are you up to?”

“Why would you even think such a thing?” He grabbed my hand. “Come here, I want to show you something.” Like he was even giving me a choice. We worked our way to the start of the room. As we got there he turned me around to look at everyone mulling about. Suddenly, Steve was very loud. “Pardon me everyone, can I have your attention for just a moment please. That’s right gather around.” I try to break away, ”Where do you think you’re going? This is for you. Ok Ladies and Gentlemen, this handsome man is Zach Holland, if you haven’t met him yet, he is the reason for our show tonight and he is the reason for it’s success.” I try to back up behind Steve. “As you can see he has a shy streak but let’s all give him a round of applause for the wonderful show tonight.” The sound was so loud it surprised me.

“Oh no, we’re not done with you yet. Where is Dr Stiene, I believe he has a special gift for Zach tonight. Does anyone know where Dr Stiene is?” At that moment Dr Stiene and Travis came through the doors pushing a large cart with a giant cake on it. Dr Stiene and Travis had huge smiles. “Whoa be careful with those candles, they might set off the fire alarms.” The crowd giggled and Dr Stiene began singing, ”Happy Birthday to you, Happy Birthday To You, Happy….” I was in tears as the entire place sang for my birthday. I couldn’t contain myself. Mrs Jeffries came up to hug me from the front and Steve hugged me from the back. I couldn’t stop the tears, but everyone knew they were tears of love and joy.

I turned around and took the microphone away from Steve, “I think you’ve had this long enough,” I said into it. “Let’s give an applause to my tormentors. I love them all so much. For those of you who do not know who I am, well other than Zach. I am a patient here at the Center. I had been in a Coma for 6 months and have been awake for 2 months. The art you may see from me tonight came as a happen stance. I didn’t know I even had it in me. I happened to be wandering the halls during a particularly rainy day. I came across an open door with people who were happily gathering to share their passion for art. I was drawn to the fact that sadness was checked at the door, even if it was only for an hour. I craved more. Karen, Chuck, Stacy and the rest of the art department people know how I kept showing up to all the classes they had. It was a time for healing and hope for me. So everything I earn from sales today I am donating back to them. Thank you for supporting us and please have a good time. Get some cake too!” The crowd gave a generous applause and gave their happy birthday’s as I went around the room. I felt truly blessed to be where I am today.

I found Travis and led him to where Linda had just walked away. “Robert, how are you?” I wrapped my arms around him.

“I am doing fine, thanks.” He noticed Travis right away, which pleased me.

“Robert, this is my friend Travis, he also had taken it upon himself to dress me. So naturally I thought you both should meet, if nothing else to discuss what direction my wardrobe should go next.” We all had a good laugh. I leaned in and so did they. “Have you guys ever met?”

Robert chimed in first, “I haven’t seen him before.”

Travis giggled, “I would definitely remember if we had.”

“Great, I personally believe that if you two take the time to get to know each other, you will find something you want.” They both got grins and started talking to each other. That was my exit.

When I got home, I was buzzing about the fact my art had brought the Center over $200,000. Who would have ever imagined. My phone started buzzing and it took a moment to realize it was my phone and not me. “Hello.”

“Come over here, I have another surprise for you.”

“I don’t even know how to get to your place.”

“Walk across the street, hold the keys I gave you to the key pad like yours and come up to the fourth floor. I am in 424.”

“Fine, I am on my way.”

The door is slightly open, so I make a light knock as I open it. Wow, dudes place is sweet. Very modern with high ceilings and floor to ceiling windows. On the far wall he has a really big fireplace with the burning glass rocks. The lights are low dimmed and there is a sleek sectional that has to sit 20 people. I see a dining table around the corner set with 2 placements and Steve leaning on a chair with a grin on his face. The food on the table smells delicious, Steaks, potatoes and asparagus. He had a smoothie and water on each setting. “Dude you’re fucking amazing!”

“Zach, you really know how to make a guy blush.” So I walked up and kissed him on the lips with a tight hug.

“Thank you.”

“Sit, I’m starving.”

We ate till were full while we talked about the show and all the people. We laughed and argued about what the best works were. I insisted on helping with the dishes and I took the chance to point out some of the ladies who were there tonight.

“I saw them, and you are right, they are my type all the way.” He was silent for a moment. “I don’t think I’m ready yet.”

“Steve, I know how you feel, but you know that she wouldn’t want you to be alone. You deserve to have someone to love.”

“I know you’re right, but I get afraid to put myself out there risking getting hurt.”

Our bantering continued while we sat on his couch drinking our smoothies. Eventually I started yawning. “I’m sorry, it’s been a long day.” I was about to say good night and go home.

“Zach, will you stay with me tonight? We don’t have to do anything, I would just really like your company.”

Wow, “I would like that.”

We got undressed and met in the middle of his king sized bed. I turned on my side as he spooned up to me. “Good night Zach.” Steve kissed my neck.

“Good night Steve.”