Godly Boyfriend

My buddy finally got a boyfriend.  I was actually relieved- he’s been single for two years and has been relentless about how much he needs a man.  My buddy is a good guy but his expectations are HIGH. Ridiculously so.  The guy has to be a muscle head, extremely good-looking, and want monogamy-  I mean in today’s gay world that’s practically impossible but apparently, he found the needle in the haystack.  I had been hearing about him for the last week and today he was bringing me to meet him.  On our way to the park where we were all to meet, I asked Ryan some more questions about his dream man…. “

“So, this guy really checks off all the boxes huh?”  His eyes glazed over as he started talking about how built he was, how handsome and kind… and …

 I interjected… “he wants monogamy?”  He sensed my tone and shot me a look before answering. 

“HE is the one who brought up that subject and he couldn’t be more aligned with how I feel! he only wants to be with one man, and that man is me” my friend beamed. 

I was torn between being happy for him and wanting to slap him upside the head for being so smug. We started toward the playground and I literally lost my breath when I saw him.  He was in a green tank top with black running shorts and was every bit, no even more handsome than Ryan had described.  His muscles… I’m not sure they could have been any bigger without ripping through his beautiful olive skin.  His dark features and welcoming smile hypnotized me.  I was at a loss for words.  He smiled at us but while picking up Ryan and giving him a huge hug, our eyes never lost contact.  I could have sworn he winked at me when he gave Ryan a smooch and my own shorts started to tent. 

“You must be Alec” he said in a deep voice that made me want to fall to my knees or bend over, I would have done either gladly… He shook my hand firmly but didn’t crush it like he could have.  I finally regained some sense of composure and spit out

“Glad to meet you.  Ryan, to be honest, hasn’t stopped talking about you”.  He smiled and pulled Ryan in closer.  Ryan gave me a look and glanced down at my crotch, which was visibly excited, I adjusted myself and tried to make small talk but I have a feeling Sergio saw me and smiled.  We walked back to Ryan’s place talking about how they met and how in love they were.  When we finally reached Ryan’s house he apologized for forgetting some ingredients for the cookout. 

“I’ll just run to the store, this will be a great opportunity for you two to get to know each other,” he said before grabbing his keys, the store is just up the road I’ll be right back and just like that I was alone with this god. 

We both watched as Ryan pulled out of the driveway and faced each other in what felt like an awkward moment.  Sergio stared intently at me and smiled.  I looked down and up and back out the window- all sense of conversation having completely left my brain.  When Sergio finally spoke, I almost choked. 

“So Ryan tells me you are quite the whore”.  Had it come from any other man, said in any other voice, it would have been mean, an insult, but Sergio said it in a way, with the smallest smile, that made me laugh. 

“Oh is that right?” I asked.

The truth is Ryan was my …. confessional.  Anytime I hooked up and had meaningless hot sex I would always tell him and now that I thought about it I guess I was a whore. 

“Well, yea I mean I guess I can’t deny it.  I’m very sexual and I’ve been single for a while so I’m enjoying myself”. 

He crossed his arms and smiled at me.  I couldn’t stop looking at his arms.  His biceps, those veins. 

“How many”? Sergio asked. 

“How many… as in partners?  like how many guys have I”…. my voice trailed off as I realized I had no idea but the number would be…. before I could start really thinking he laughed and said-

“Let me rephrase, a week… maybe a month… what’s the most….. active you have been? Lets choose last week”. 

“Well,” I started, “you know last week was pride”.  Flashes of being at the Eagle went through my mind, I got pretty fucked up and remember at least four daddies knocking me up in the bathroom.  Then there was the guy I sucked off in the backroom.  Fuck that was in the span of three hours.  Earlier I had stopped at my favorite bookstore and taken at least three more.  Jesus I was a whore.  I finally returned to the conversation. 

“Oh shit man, probably 20 last week.  But that was a busy week”.  Sergio adjusted his growing bulge. 

“20 huh, and how many of those went up that perfect ass”?  Did he just call my ass perfect, I pretended to not notice and gave an honest answer – “14”.

 “You know how fuck’n hot that is” he almost growled.  His eyes were sizing me up like he was going to pounce on me, and my cock was now rock hard, and his was well on its way, and from what I could see he had a thick slab of meat stashed in those shorts. 

“Yea actually I do”, fully returning the flirty vibe. “Four of em had me in the bathroom of the eagle, four hot daddies, not as hot as you but they were nice”. 

“How do you know I wasn’t one of them? If I recall, you stopped turning around after the first one bred your hole”.  As I tried to recover from this declaration Ryan walked in as if on cue. 

“Sorry it took me so long!  I got a ton of stuff, so we are good”.  I immediately started helping him unpack but my mind was in a thousand places.  Based on the small conversation I had with Sergio - Oh Shit!  It hit me- 

“So how long have you two been together?” I asked, with Ryan immediately declaring tomorrow would be their 1 month anniversary. 

If Sergio really was one of the four daddies who bred my hole, he certainly wasn’t the monogamous guy Ryan thought he was.  He was breeding a sloppy fucked hole in the bathroom of the eagle when he had declared himself a monogamist.  For some reason, my dick twitched and when I turned to look at Sergio, he had the faintest smile as he adjusted his crotch.