Finding My Soulmate

The next day I was returning from my Saturday morning run, feeling good after seeing several hot guys with sexy smiles and “hellos” on my run along the creek.  It may have been an extension of Rock Creek Park but I wasn’t sure. In any event, always a pleasant run with lots of nice scenery and eye candy.

As I entered my apartment I noticed the alert light on the answering machine blinking – a missed call and voice message. 

“Hi, you don’t know me. My name is Bobby Ray Michaels and I called since you just moved to the area and are looking for friends and contacts.  You were recommended by a Navy Seal friend of mine. Please give me a call.”

I pressed the phone’s Dial Back button and waited while listening to the rings.  A deep, sexy voice answered: “Hi, this is Bobby Ray:”

“You left a message on my answering machine.  I was out on my morning run.”

“OK, I understand. Listen, you had a Navy Seal visit you yesterday.  He was among a group of my friends having a few beers together late yesterday afternoon and into the evening.  One of our guys is gay and told us that every straight and married man should have a gay friend on the side for convenience purposes.”

“That sounds interesting,” I said with a chuckle.

“Well, as we were leaving, the Seal told me he had been to see you to try and setup a gay friend on the side but he felt anxious, and guilty about cheating on his wife.  He said doing something with a gay man bothered him, too.  So, he finished and left.”

“Yeah, he couldn’t wait to get away.”

“Well, as our little beer bash broke up last night, he told me he thought you were a nice guy, gave excellent head and suggested I might like to check you out for my gay bud on the side.”

“Hmmmmm. I feel like I am being auditioned for slut of the county.”

“Sorry, please don’t take it that way.  Can we meet someplace at your convenience to see each other face-to-face?”

“Sure, how about today at 11:30 at the US Botanical Garden in DC.”

“That would be great.  I’m working today and will take an early lunch break. I’ll be in my military uniform, so I should be easy to spot. What’s your name?”

“Chris Edwards.”

“OK Chris, see you then.”

“Do people really call you Bobby Ray?”

“Some do and others call me Bobby.  Your choice.”

“See you soon, Bobby - Ray.”

The only public place I know to meet someone is the botanical garden.  I tried it a couple of times and while the meetings went well, that was as far as it went. I hope today will be more productive.

Bobby Ray is actually a cute name, very southern and Texan. Sexy?  Maybe.

I did some upper body lifting and then climbed into the shower.  I got hard thinking about Bobby’s deep, sexy voice and our upcoming meeting. A military man.  He knew the Navy Seal guy, so Bobby must be in one of the elite force groups.  I stroked my cock as I thought, but stopped before coming because I probably should save it for any possible need later.

I had breakfast, straightened up around the apartment and got dressed to meet Bobby Ray in the city.  I changed clothes at least a dozen times, trying to look my best.  I finally decided on tight 501s, combat boots, a turquoise t-shirt and a deep purple long sleeved, unbuttoned, untucked shirt, over the t-shirt, rolled up to just below the elbows.

I got underway at 11:00 to get into the city.  I would park in the Congressional parking area since anyone working would have already parked.  I walked over to the nearby botanical garden.

As I stepped onto the garden grounds, I saw a guy decked out in a camouflage uniform standing by the entrance to the indoor botanical gardens.  The closer I got the more I considered turning around and going back home.  He looked better and better the closer I got.

“Chris?” he yelled.

Too late to escape.  Just meet, talk and when he makes an excuse about getting back to work, just fucking accept that not all meetings work out.

Bobby jogged over to meet me.  “Hey, guy! So glad you could make it.”

I started to say something but the words just wouldn’t spill off my tongue.  I was captivated and silenced by this beautiful man. 

I finally managed to say, “Glad to meet you too Bobby.”

“You wanna go inside and walk around?”

”Sure.”

He put his hand on my middle back area to guide me inside.  I got chills.

“Let me explain how I came to phone you.  Having beers last night, as I told you, guys were complaining about wives losing interest in sex.  A gay guy in my squad said we should get a gay friend to give us sex better than any wife or girlfriend would give up and we wouldn’t have to wine and dine them.  Just have sex and both parties would be happy.  So, as we were leaving the Navy Seal told me about visiting you. He said you seemed like a nice guy and knew your way around a man’s dick.  He suggested if I planned on looking for a gay boyfriend on the side, I might start with you.  He liked you but felt too guilty about the whole thing and was totally unfamiliar with how gay sex works.  He told me I would better be able to deal with the situation.”

“Wow, very interesting.  I tried to make him feel at home but he was too nervous.  Repeated himself while making friendly conversation.”

“You can see by the word Marine tagged on my uniform which branch I belong to.  Marines are taught to be self-assured, to take advantage of possibilities in a given situation and above all to adjust to changes in the situation and in life.  So, I have no hang-ups with having sex with a gay friend.  I have never gotten along with women anyway.”

“What’s the difficulty with women?”

“My experience is that women require way more attention than I’m willing to give.  They don’t know how to approach having a good time without being wined and dined.  That is my experience although I may be completely wrong. Maybe the problem is with me.”

We walked and chatted.

“Chris, let’s go to the men’s room, I have to take a leak.”

We walked slowly while chatting and heading for the men’s toilet.

Inside, we stood at the two urinals and neither had to piss very much.

Bobby looked at me: “want to inspect the merchandise?” he said while stroking his dick and looking at me with a big, warm smile.

“May I touch it?”

“You may, but I hope I don’t have to walk out of here with a boner and arrive back at work with blue balls.”

I shrugged.

Bobby grabbed my arm and marched me into one of two stalls.  He locked the door. “Sit.”

I sat on the toilet bowl looking up at him.

He gave me an ‘is this OK’ look and said: “You have the next move, Chris.”

I reach up, took his cock in my hand, stroked it to full erection and took him deep in my mouth, past the entrance to my throat at the back of my mouth. Put hands on his ass and pulled him into me, balls deep down my throat.

“Holy fuck. Man, I won’t last long, Chris.”

I sucked, swallowed, rotated my head while I moved up and down on his thick, hard shaft, well over seven inches, probably eight at least.  I massaged his balls, pulled on his ball sac, rubbed fingers up and down his ass crack.  I stopped with one finger on his asshole.  He let out a big breath of air and his legs started to shake.

“Fuck, Chris, I’m gonna lose my shit in a minute.” He was trying to suppress his moans but total silence was not possible for him.

I rammed down on his cock, taking him balls deep, breathing through my nose, swallowing over and over to massage his cock.

“Fuck, Chris, take my load, man, eat my cum.”

His cock throbbed wildly and I tasted his first shot followed by at least five more.  I savored this marine’s cum, his was the best I had ever tasted.  I cleaned his dick with my tongue and nursed on it like sucking a mother’s tit.  He rubbed my head and breathed loudly.

“Chris, I don’t know what to say, except WOW!”

I slowly slid off his cock, looked up at him and from the look on his face, I could tell he had enjoyed our brief encounter.

I pulled up his pants and he then took over, putting himself back together. 

He looked at me with a wonderful smile of satisfaction on his face. “Chris, that was the best ever, really.”

Bobby unlocked the door and we walked out of the men’s room.  Both of us were quiet.  I waited for his reaction, I didn’t want to influence his reaction or decision.

“Chris, do you have plans for this evening?”

“No, Saturday evening is mostly pretty boring for me.”

“Will you go out to dinner with me?”

“Bobby Ray. I would love to go out to dinner with you, but you don’t have to do that.”

“I’ll pick you up at your place at 7:00.  OK?

“I’ll text you address.”

“Oh, don’t dress up, jeans and t-shirt are best for the place we will be going.”

“Got it.”

We were both a bit nervous about how to end our visit.  Bobby, then put his arms around me and gave me a tight, close hug that lasted longer than usual. I am sure he had a boner, still or developing.

“See you tonight, Chris.”

“See you then, Bobby.”

He walked away and as I watched him, he looked over his shoulder and gave me a giant-size smile.

On the drive back to Metzerott Road and my home in the clouds, I thought about Bobby Ray.  Had he asked me out to dinner as a way of repaying me for spending time with him at the botanical garden?  Was this his way of politely saying bye?  He is way too hot to accept me, I am not in his hotness range.  Is he accepting me because I am gay and convenient? Fuck! I was making myself crazy.  I decided to forget it for now and see what would happen tonight.

I had some lunch, watched a little TV and took a nap to rest up for the evening. 

I was awakened by the ringing of my telephone. 

“Hello.”

“Chris, this is Bobby.  Are we still on for this evening?”

I laughed and jokingly said, “Did you change your mind or find something better?”

Silence

“Bobby, you there?”

“Yes, I’m here, Chris.  I just wanted to make sure you had not changed your mind.  I want so much to get to know you and you could have your choice of most any man you put your sights on.  I just didn’t want to find out at the last-minute that you changed your mind. I wasn’t trying to be pushy.”

“Bobby, sorry, but I was just joking, not trying to be insulting.  I’m sorry for my stupid joke.”

“Chris, I was just afraid that you had changed your mind.  Was I wrong to get you to engage in toilet sex at the botanical garden?  Was I out of line?”

“Bobby, that was the hottest thing that has happened to me in a long time.  And, because it was with you made it even hotter.  I think you are an incredibly hot-looking, kind dude.  I am honored that you asked me to go out for dinner.  Really. I’m not one of those people who disregards appointments, dates or meetings they have committed to.  I keep dates I have made. You don’t have anything to worry about.”

“Chris, I’m so afraid that I will lose you before I have a chance to show you what I’m really like.”

“Bobby, I have the same fears.  Let’s put all of that bullshit aside, have an enjoyable evening at dinner and see what develops. I find you super attractive and I want to get to know you as much as you want to get to know me.  So, let’s make it happen, OK?”

“I’m all for that man.  I may be a straight man but I am so attracted to you.  You have no idea. I’ll be very up front with you and say, I hope something happens between us after dinner.  I got a preview at the botanical garden and I would like to have sex with you in a more private place where we can relax.  I don’t think my room in the Bachelor Officers Quarters would be a suitable place, so do you think we can go to your place after dinner?  I don’t want to cheapen our first evening together by suggesting going to a motel.”

“Sure, I had planned on asking you up anyway.  But, thanks for being so straight-forward about it.  I truly appreciate that.”

“Chris, I am happy and excited.  I am a little confused about the attraction I have since I have never been attracted to men, sexually.  But, as I told you, I have never hit it off with women, ever.  So, maybe I am just waiting for my soulmate to come along and lead me to find my true self.”

“WOW, just fucking WOW! I love that, man.  Such a great thought”

“I have to clean up here at work and get out of here.  I will pick you up tonight.”

To be continued