Convenience store clerk Seduction

Eddie was usually the 1st person I encountered almost every morning. He worked at The Gas-Mart convenience store where I stopped in for coffee every day before class. There was a Starbucks directly across the street from the Gas-Mart but the coffee at the Gas-mart tasted better and was only $1.50, or $1 if you brought your own mug. Sometimes I would forget my mug and Eddie still only charged me a buck.

Eddie was cheerful and had the kind of smile everyone needed 1st thing in the morning. I didn’t give much thought to Eddie initially, but as friendly as he was, it felt like we had become friends without meaning to.

My 1st few weeks in Provo after moving here for Grad school were a little lonely, and I think Eddie recognized that. “Hello, friend” were his 1st words to me. His greeting always started my day off right. Eddie and I would chat a bit every morning about this and that, and it was something I looked forward to. I was never in too much of a hurry to get to class, and the Gas-mart was never very busy with customers. It was more of a gas station than a convenience store, which is probably why the coffee was only $1.50.

I noticed that Eddie was equally friendly to everyone who passed through the store, and he seemed to know everyone too. I wasn’t the only one coming in for cheaper, better coffee. I bet I wasn’t the only one coming in for a friendly smile either.

Eddie was attractive, but I wasn’t looking at him like that. I don’t usually cruise the gas station. Eddie was handsome, but he didn’t have supermodel good looks. He wasn’t very tall, maybe 5’8. It was hard to tell how fit he was, but at 1st glance, he appeared to be healthy strong, and lean. His light brown hair was shaved but without any style, and I assumed he did it himself. He had beautiful deep blue eyes and a perpetual 5 o'clock shadow that was always meticulous and sexy. I couldn’t grow much facial hair so there was a bit of jealousy there. It was clear that Eddie cared about his appearance, but wasn’t obsessive about it as far as I could tell. His style was simple. T-shirt and jeans, and the clerk's vest with his name embroidered above his heart. The most attractive thing about Eddie though was his smile. His smile made you want to talk to him. He was above all, very approachable.

On a dreary Tuesday morning, I didn’t have class till noon and I was bored. I’d already jerked off twice and didn’t know why I had woken up so horny. I’d been busy with schoolwork and hadn’t been actively looking to hook up. It had been a week since I cruised the showers at the gym. That would change as soon as I finished with my classes. I showered, got dressed then headed over to the Gas-Mart for a coffee and something sweet. When I’m horny, I usually have sugar cravings, and one of my weaknesses is a pack of donut sticks. I try to eat as little sugar as possible, but sometimes the craving is too much. If there are no available dicks, I’ll settle for Donut sticks. The Gas-Mart had a “Little Debbie” display and I knew I could get my sugar fix taken care of and also have a chat with Eddie.

Eddie was stocking some freezer items when I walked into the store. I remembered to bring a travel mug and filled it up with their tasty, cheap coffee. Eddie was focused on stocking and probably knew that I would be lingering and made no effort to ring me up. I fixed up my coffee and waited for him to finish. Eddie looked particularly sexy this morning and I think it was the 1st time I gave him that kind of evaluation. His hands looked soft and he smelled of a pleasant, yet unmemorable cologne. How had I not noticed how damn good he looked in jeans?. He filled them out so well. He had a slight bubble butt and there was a visible penis outline that wasn’t obnoxious, but noticeable regardless. Eddie wasn’t making any particular effort to be sexy that I could tell, but he didn’t have to try hard. ( I’m so horny I’m looking at the gas station clerk. I just need some dick badly)

“Good morning, Eddie” “Well hey there Dave, how are you this fine morning? Eddie asked in his thick southern accent. “Honestly I’m bored and don’t have class till this afternoon. I’m just killing time actually”. I said. Eddie looked at me and smiled. “Coffee is on the house today, all you can drink if you’re of a mind to lend me a hand with something”. “Sure,” I said. What do you need help with”? Well,. One of the vendors dropped off a bunch of products and I need to get them inside the store room. The guy who worked the night shift was supposed to get it done but didn’t. I just need an extra set of hands to knock it out, and then get my work done. Hell, I’ll comp your coffee all week. What do ya say? He asked so nicely and I had nothing else to do. This would allow me to get to know Eddie a little better, so why not? “Sure, I accept your offer, '' I said. “Who am I to turn down free coffee?

Unloading and stacking the delivery took all of 10 minutes. Eddie could have easily knocked it out by himself, but he seemed to want my company and I was glad to have an opportunity to hang out with him beyond the clerk/ customer dynamic. “Eddie, you’re obviously not from Provo. Where are you from and how did you get here? I asked. Eddie was happy to answer all my questions. “I’m from Arkansas. I foolishly followed a girl here. She’s in the Mormon church, her family didn’t like me very much.  They hated me. She drove us out here, so without a car, I didn’t have a way back home, so I stayed. Been here for 2 years now. Hoping to save up enough to get out to California. I’ve got a cousin out there who’s offered to let me stay with him, but the rent on his place is 3 times what I make here in 2 weeks. I don’t know how I could afford that. I’m stuck here for a while as I see it. But it's all good. Provo aint bad. It's just not for me long term”.

Eddie revealed this to me with the saddest face I’d seen on him. He’s always so cheerful, but it was mostly a façade. Eddie was stuck in Provo and didn’t see a way out. I never would have known had I not asked. “Have you dated anyone since your last girlfriend?” I asked. “Nah,” Eddie said. “I’m just focusing on me for the time being.’”

I immediately construed that as “no girls. I just jerk off and that’s enough for me”. My gaydar hadn’t pinged at all with Eddie, but according to him, he had not been with anyone for 2 years.. I bet he could use a little body contact. I bet he could use a blow job. I wonder if he’s ever fucked a dude…hmmmm I wonder…

“I’m sorry about your situation, Eddie. I can’t relate exactly to all of that, but this town is foreign to me as well. I came here for school and didn’t know a soul till I got here. That being said, What do you do when you’re not working” I asked. “I don’t do much honestly. Eddie said. Every penny I can save goes into the bank. I hang out with my dog, watch TV and I have some weights at home. I’m not very interesting, sorry.” he said. “Don’t be sorry. My days are not much different than yours. I go to school, work out, do some homework, repeat. Maybe we could hang out sometime. If you drink beer, I’ve always got some in the fridge. I don’t have many friends here” I said. I noticed Eddie light up a bit. “That would be cool. I’m free any evening any day of the week” he said. “How about tomorrow night? There is a baseball game I want to watch. Do you like baseball”? I asked. “I sure do. Eddie said. “That sounds good”

We talked a bit more and firmed up our plans for the following evening. Eddie seemed pretty excited about it and I had to admit I was too. After his revelation about his lack of a personal life, I started planning a seduction in my head the entire time we talked. I filled up my coffee mug one more time then headed to class, scheming on how I could get closer to Eddie. In the back of my mind, I had to assume he was completely straight, but there is always that curiosity factor that comes into play when you’ve not had any body contact for 2 years, and then add in some beers. I wasn’t going to pressure him into anything. The opportunity might never present itself, but If the door opens even a crack, I would push it wide open and see where it leads. The worst-case scenario would be me having to buy my morning coffee at Starbucks instead of the Gas-Mart. I spent the next 15 minutes imagining the things I could do to Eddie and what I could get him to do for me. Suddenly, Eddie was way more attractive than I had given any thought to.

After class the next day, I headed straight to the gym. Eddie wasn’t a sure thing and I was still jonesing to get off. I had no intention of trying to seduce Eddie with a case of blue balls. I had a lengthy cardio workout, did some core exercises then hit the steam room. It was an odd time of day for me to be working out and the gym wasn’t very busy, but even at 3 pm, I was certain I could make something happen. Men are horny 24/7.

I struck out in the steam room: there just wasn’t anyone around. I hit the shower and that’s where my luck changed. A good-looking man about 15 years older than myself was cruising me hard. I took the corner shower near the rear of the shower room, soaped myself up real good then got myself semi-hard. We made eye contact as we stroked our cocks. He was a nice-looking guy with a thick uncut cock. He was turning me on big time. I nodded towards one of the privacy showers reserved for the prude, overly modest Mormon men and he followed my lead. We were the only ones in the shower area, but this was still a dangerous game to be playing. There are 2 privacy showers that I never noticed anyone using and I stepped into one and signaled the man to follow me. He didn’t hesitate. I noticed the wedding ring right away and knew this would be quick and simple. He’s either sucking my cock or I’m sucking his. I didn’t care either way as long as I got off. 75% of the time in my experience, it's the older guy looking to suck off the younger guy.

Once we were in the private shower, I turned on the water and set it to a warm temperature. My new friend was instantly down on his knees sucking me off. The guy had skills and took my cock with a lot of desire. Everyone tells me my cock is very “suckable” and this man must have the same opinion. He worked me from balls to tip and took me in deep. I was in desperate need and he got right to the business at hand. No talk, no games, just a good old-fashioned gym blow job. He had me busting my nut in record time. I offered to return the favor, but the man said he was good. I hadn’t realized he had cum while stroking himself as he sucked me off. It was that easy. Every sexual encounter should be this easy. My head was immediately clear and my body was worked out and relaxed. If nothing happened between Eddie and me, it wasn’t going to matter, but I still had my hopes up.

Eddie pulled up to my place on a beat-up Vespa-like scooter. I assumed he had a car, but he wasn’t driving it tonight. I asked him about it later and the scooter was his only mode of transportation. It's no wonder he’d been stuck in Utah. Can’t exactly move across the country on a Scooter

It was the 1st time I’d seen Eddie outside of the Gas-Mart. He showed up wearing Gray sweatpants and a wifebeater. Eddie looked every bit from Arkansas and much hotter than he did in work clothes. Right away I could tell Eddie wasn’t wearing drawers under his sweatpants. Not a look I would typically dare in public, but I certainly appreciated what I was seeing.

I welcomed Eddie into my apartment and gave him the grand tour of all 700 sqft. Eddie commented that it looked just like the inside of a motel room he’d stayed in on his trip from Arkansas. It was quite observant of him. All of my furniture was used and had come from a Motel 6. One of the Mormon guys I 1st hooked up with owned several Motel 6’s. I’d shown that guy quite a good time. He knew I was just starting out in Provo with only what had fit into my car, and he offered me used furniture from a giant storage area for free. ( I paid him generously in other ways) My bed, dresser, kitchen table, and even the art on the wall once furnished a room at Motel 6. I had nothing when I came to Provo, and in one week, I had my apartment filled with used designer motel furniture.

I told Eddie the story, minus the sex part of it and he couldn’t believe my luck. Eddie had struggled when he 1st got into town. He was rejected entirely by his girlfriend's family, had no friends in the area let alone the State, and used almost all the money he had to rent a studio apartment. He found the job at the Gas-Mart quickly and he’d been stuck in Provo ever since. I asked him if he’d tried to keep the relationship with the girl going, but Eddie said she was just a good excuse to get out of Arkansas. Things just hadn’t gone to plan, but he was making the best out of a bad decision.

I turned on the TV, offered Eddie a beer and we sat down on the couch to watch the game. I was distracted from the start. The hand-me-down couch was more of an oversized loveseat and Eddie sat very close to me. He didn’t seem to have any issue sitting right next to me, but I had to keep a pillow on my lap to avoid displaying the obvious intention on my part.

I knew going into this that I was no master of seduction. I suddenly realized the ideas running through my head were pure fantasy. I had this ridiculous idea that a few beers and a mere suggestion of sex would be responded to positively but I was acting a fool. This is real life, not a porn script. I was just a horny college student looking to get off with an attractive clerk I met in a gas station. At least we would be friends. I decided at that moment that the focus would be the baseball game, getting to know one another, and putting the idea of sex with Eddie out of my head.

The game was very entertaining and I was very much enjoying Eddie’s company. We had a few more beers and I ordered a Pizza for us after the 5th inning. The game was close and we were both into it. I wasn’t gonna get sex from Eddie, but I had made a new friend in a city where I didn’t know anyone. I was even confident enough to remove the pillow from my lap.

The score of the Baseball game was tied in the 9th inning and it was a nail-biter. We watched intently and finished off the last of the beers. By the time the game finished, Eddie and I were shit-faced. We’d finished off a 12-pack and a few shots of Tequila from a bottle Eddie had brought with him. We had a genuinely fun evening. Eddie said he should probably get going but stumbled when he got up. I suggested he hang out for a while before attempting to ride home on his scooter. I was too drunk to drive him home. No big deal. I said he could crash on the couch till he was sober enough to ride home. Eddie laid back and shut his eyes. I took an extra long piss and went to my bedroom. I took off my clothes and got into bed. I wasn’t even disappointed that my seduction plans never surfaced. Eddie was just a straight, good-looking looking nice guy. We were friends now and that was fine by me.

At about 1 am all that changed. I was sound asleep when Eddie was standing next to my bed, asking me if I was awake. I wasn’t, but I was now. I looked over and Eddie was standing there without a shirt on and just his gray sweatpants. “What’s going on,” I asked.” Your couch sucks. Do you mind if I crawl in there with you? I’ve got to be at the store by 7 am and I’m still a little too drunk to ride home”. I didn’t answer him verbally. I just moved over to the other side of the bed and grabbed a pillow for Eddie to use. He crawled in but kept a good distance between us. I didn’t give this situation much weight. I’ve gotten drunk many times in college and shared a bed with a buddy and it was completely nonsexual. My couch isn’t ideal for sleeping on unless you’re about 5 feet tall, max. I was happy to share my bed.

I’m a side sleeper, so I turned away from Eddie and there wasn’t any conversation to be had. I didn’t have to be anywhere at 7 am, but I still needed to sleep this drunk off. Within 15 minutes everything changed. I was once again woken up by Eddie, but this time, he had pressed himself against me, his arm around me, rubbing my cock through my underwear. I was a little disoriented at 1st until I realized what was going on. I didn’t freak out, I just turned towards Eddie and looked right into his eyes. I had misjudged this entire situation. I never once got even a hint that Eddie was into guys. My gaydar would need to be checked for malfunctions. Once it was established that there would be no protest from me, we started to make out.

How had I missed this? This wasn’t an experiment on Eddie's part, and I was dead wrong that Eddie would have to be seduced. Eddie was all over me and then we were both naked. Eddie was far more fit than I gave him credit for. He was ripped and thick underneath his clothes. His cock wasn’t large, but it was ample and perfectly good enough for anything we were going to do. I let him take the lead and I gladly followed along. I liked that Eddie wanted to kiss me. I can’t imagine sex without kissing, and Eddie was truly passionate. Lots of things were going through my head about how we ended up in this situation. A good-looking man who I assumed was straight, whom I had given up on, was on top of me, kissing me and I didn’t have to seduce him to make it happen.

Eddie and I were hot and heavy into one another. I wanted him inside me, but spontaneous anal sex is not always a good thing. With the beer, the Tequila, and the Pizza, we both knew better. This was going to be a hand job or blow job session and the smart thing to do. Watching Eddie suck my cock was quite the thrill. Yesterday he was simply the guy at the Gas-Mart, tonight he’s in my bed sucking my cock, eating my ass, and kissing me. I would offer the same level of pleasure which was received most enthusiastically. It didn’t take much as we were both still a bit drunk, horny and ready to cum. I desperately wanted Eddie in my mouth if I couldn’t take him up my ass. His cock was a perfect fit and just Large enough to do the trick. My cock was about 2 inches longer and much thicker, which seemed to please Eddie. We were a good match.

Eddie fucked my mouth slowly but with purpose. I could deep-throat him easily and he didn’t object when I put a finger in his asshole. I was very much aroused by this turn of events and worked Eddie's cock till he could hold back no longer. Eddie let out a loud groan, then blew his load down my throat just as I jerked a load from my cock. I was hungry for Eddie's seed and wouldn’t let him pull away till I licked his cock clean. When I finally released his cock from my mouth, I reached for my underwear and cleaned off my belly. Eddie kissed me hard and deep and I knew he was turned on by the taste of his cum in my mouth. Satisfied, he rolled off of me and was out like a light. It only took a few moments and I was out too. There is nothing like busting a nut when you’re still a little wasted. Sleep comes fast.

Eddie wasn’t in my bed when I woke up. I looked over at the clock to see 9.30 am. I must have been completely wiped out to not notice Eddie leaving. He’d been gone for at least 3 hours. I didn’t have a class until 1 pm, but I wanted to see Eddie. I wanted to talk to him about last night and get a better understanding of how I could have been so oblivious. I had to know.

I arrived at the Gas-Mart around noon and Eddie greeted me no differently than he would any other day. There were no other customers in the store so I knew I could speak openly. I didn’t stray from my routine. I filled my coffee mug and went to the counter where Eddie was standing.

“I’d like to talk about last night,” I said. Eddie smiled, then grabbed my hand. “Don’t overthink it, Dave.” I’ve had my eye on you since the 1st day I saw you. You looked at me like you were rating me on a scale from 1 to 10. I don’t think many straight men do that to other men. You come by every morning, linger a bit before you go to class and you look at me like you want something. Maybe other men don’t notice it, but you’re not that discreet. I’ve caught you looking at my ass and my crotch more than once. I didn’t think you were interested until yesterday morning. You came on real strong and I was glad. I figured you would make a move on me during the baseball game, but you didn’t, and that got confusing. When I was trying to sleep on that horrible couch and you had gone to bed, I thought to myself that you weren't interested. I had to find out either way. I’ve had a few online hookups, but it's been a while. You and I got to be friendly and I felt something between us. I couldn’t walk away from it. I hope we’re ok”. ..

I stood there and laughed. I confessed to Eddie about my planned seduction, how I intended to get him drunk with some beers and take advantage of him. We had a good laugh about it and I told him my gaydar must seriously be on the fritz. Eddie held my hand for a bit and it felt like something was starting between us and I liked it. I asked Eddie if he wanted to come by later. “I was hoping you would ask,” he said.

We spent the morning talking and Eddie told me how he had to get out of Arkansas. The Mormon girl he met was there on her mission. It was coming to an end when they met. He didn’t see himself as an opportunist, but they had gotten close and she invited him to Utah. He was well aware that she had no intention of breaking the rules of chastity she abided by. She would never question his sexuality if they did not have sex. She was his ticket out of Arkansas, It just didn’t go as planned. He used Grindr to find places to stay the 1st week in Provo and met an older Gay man who hooked him up with a studio apartment and a scooter. They never had sex. The man just needed a friend and Eddie was more than happy to be that for him. It was good to know all of this about Eddie and my mind was not focused during any of my classes.

Eddie got to my place just after 7 pm and we couldn’t keep our hands off of one another. When we got to bed, I told him I had douched and was ready for anything. He laughed out loud.. “Me too” . There wasn’t anything off-limits that night. I ate his ass, he ate mine, I sucked his cock, he sucked mine. I fucked him then he fucked me. Our cocks were raw by the time we’d finished. All in all, I think we both came at least 3 times that night. I ran us a bath and we sat in the tub getting to know one another for over an hour. Eddie stayed over and in the morning, went straight to the store from my place.

I was honest about my situation with Eddie from the start. I made it clear I didn’t want a boyfriend. I had someone I liked back home, but we had made no commitment to one another and we were still figuring things out. I was going to be in Provo for at minimum 2 years and having someone to fuck around with would be ideal. Eddie was realistic and even though he wanted a boyfriend, he wanted out of Provo more. Having a fuck buddy wasn’t ideal for Eddie either, but it was all I could offer and Eddie was willing to play along.

Compared to the 4-year fuckfest I had in college, I didn’t fuck around too much in Grad School. I had an occasional gym fuck and a brief but intense fling with a hot guy, but Eddie was my main fucktoy. I didn’t cruise the showers as much, and Eddie and I used one another for sex and still managed to become great friends. I can honestly say Eddie and I fucked at least once a week. We were comfortable with one another, the sex was fantastic, and over time, we grew to love one another. I never got tired of eating Eddie's ass and then fucking him till we were both raw. It wasn't fair to Eddie. I could feel how attached he was to me. It weighed heavy on me that I was leaving Provo as soon as I finished Grad School. I never planned to fall in l love, and I still had unfinished business with a man back in Colorado that I wasn't prepared to give up on. 

Fast Forward: I’d been in Provo for over 2 years and Eddie had become more than just a friend during that time, we were as close to being a couple as we could be without labeling it. Eddie had grown increasingly tired of Provo. He needed to move on but still didn’t have a car to make a trip. He also knew my time in Provo was ending soon. We were both stressed out about what was coming. 

When I finished Grad school, My entire family came up to Provo for the commencement. I knew I would be leaving Provo and possibly leaving Eddie and all the other friends I had made behind. I hadn’t completely sunk in how much leaving Eddie was going to hurt. I wasn’t just leaving someone I loved, I was leaving someone I loved behind, someone who had no foreseeable way out. I think I was experiencing true heartache. My chest hurt just thinking about it.

I talked to my Dad about Eddie and his situation, leaving out the “we’ve been fucking one another for over 2 years” bit. I told my dad that I wanted Eddie to come to Colorado, find a better job, and get the hell out of Provo. My dad said he would help Eddie find a job working for the city if he wanted to make the move, and he was welcome to stay with us if it meant that much to me. My dad had always been great to my friends growing up,... until the day I came out that is.. I hadn’t come out to my family yet at this point, and I’m sure he just thought Eddie and I were just really great friends. I guess people only see what they want to see. I’d been fucking boys since I was 16.

A few days before I was getting ready to leave Provo for good, I asked Eddie to come with me. Eddie couldn’t believe I was asking. I told him my Dad could find him a job working for the city. He would have a place to stay and he could save up for a car. Once he had wheels, he could go wherever he wanted. Eddie broke down in front of me. I’d never seen Eddie cry in the 2 years I’ve known him. He’d never stopped being the happiest person I knew until this very moment.

“Your offer is amazing, Dave” I just can’t accept it. “I know we don’t talk about it, but you’re the only person I’ve been with these last 2 years. I know we agreed to keep it casual, but that never did work for me. I don’t have the casual fuckaround capability that you have. I’m in love with you and have been for a very long time. I can’t go to Colorado with you, get to know your family, and live in your house knowing we’re not going to be together. I need a fresh start, but it won’t be a fresh start if I move to Colorado with you. I’m sorry to lay all this on you at this moment, but you’re about to leave and step out of my life for who knows how long, and maybe forever. You’re moving on, so I have to as well. The answer is no." 

What have I done? My heart was just about broken. I loved Eddie so much. He was a beautiful, sexy person, but deep down, I’d already committed my heart to someone else, and that person was waiting for me back in Colorado. It would be cruel to put Eddie through that knowing how he feels about me. I had been completely selfish and inconsiderate this whole time and didn’t realize it. I felt like such a shit. I’m not an awful person, but I’d been one to Eddie.

Eddie stayed with me that night and we fucked knowing it was the last time. I’d been mostly a top with Eddie over the years, but this night I needed him inside me. I needed him to let go of all the love he had for me and take it out on my hole. I got what I wished for. Eddie fucked me harder than he’d ever fucked me, and I almost regretted it, but it's what we both needed. Eddie and I connected so well on a sexual level. Saying goodbye to that kind of connection was going to kill me a little and wondered if I was making the right decision.

The next morning, my family helped me empty my apartment. I offered many things to Eddie, but Eddie said having more things would just anchor him to Provo and I understood. I posted on Craigslist “Free furniture” and within an hour, my apartment was empty. I was headed back to Colorado with much less than I had originally arrived with and a huge hole in my heart. I talked to my Dad and told him Eddie wasn’t coming, but I also had a change of plans.

I got in my car and drove to The Gas-mart one last time. Eddie wasn’t expecting me and was shocked to see me. We had already said our goodbyes and it was painfully obvious we were both still hurting. Our exchange was brief. I handed my car keys to Eddie and begged him to get out of Provo as soon as he could. I’d already signed the title over to him, he just needed to get it insured and registered. He tried to refuse, but I wouldn’t take no for an answer. I barely drove that Honda while I was in Provo. It had very low miles, was in great shape, and would get him wherever he wanted to be. I would buy a new car as soon as I got back to Colorado. Eddie broke down once again and I completely lost it too. We held one another tightly, not wanting to say goodbye yet again. The cute gas station attendant I befriended over cheap coffee had found a forever place in my heart. The least I could do was help him get on with the life he deserved since I couldn’t offer him a life with me.

10 minutes later, my family pulled up to the Gas-Mart, filled their tanks and I slipped into the back seat of my Parent's SUV. I waved goodbye to Eddie one last time, trying to hold back tears and failing miserably.

Once I was back in Colorado, I purchased a new car and began my career almost right away at a Rehab Hospital. The man I'd been seeing off and on for years was finally ready to commit. We’d done our fucking around, spread our seed everywhere, finished our schooling, and finally realized we were simply better together than apart. The pain of leaving Eddie lingered, But I Feel I made the right decision. We’ve been together now for over 8 years and I regret nothing.

Eddie wasted no time getting out of Provo. I didn’t hear from him right away, but one day I opened my email to see he’d reached out. He sent a picture of himself by the car I’d given him with the Ocean in the background. He made it to California, found a job, and went to trade school at night. He looked Happy again. Tan and fucking sexy!  

I’ve not seen Eddie since I left him in Provo, but we stay in touch and are making plans to meet up.  He's found true happiness in California and a man who loves him like he deserves to be loved, and that’s what matters.