Goin' for Goldberg

I have always had a sweet spot for Bill Goldberg. I had always wanted to meet him. What gay guy wouldn't. He is pure animal sexual deliciousness. Well I got my chance sort of when one day I was a charity thing for aids on behalf on the travel company I worked for. And to my surprise there was Goldberg. I always thought he was a big 'phobe' because of something I read in his biography. "I'm no fruit" It said. So I being a gay man who used to worship him before that found it odd he was here. So I had to at least meet the guy. Even if it was to question why someone like him was there.

I looked at his huge body, all 6'4" of him. He was wearing a polo shirt that was a bit tight on him, and a pair of jeans that could barely contain his massive legs. So I walked over to him and said my hellos.

"Hi mr Goldberg. How are you?" I said as I tapped his broad shoulder.

He turned around and I was looking upon the most gorgeous man I had ever seen. His face was strong and rugged. The graying goatee was lightly trimmed. But the 5 o'clock shadow was rearing its head, although on him it was perfect. But what got me was his eyes. They were more beautiful than I could have ever imagined. The blue in them flickered as the light caught them. I was instantly in love. He looked down at my small frame. Then he smiled a warm gentle smile.

"Hey there" he said. "How can I help you" "Um, Er." I was tongue tied. I couldn't think of anything to say to him. Then I blurted out. "Your autograph, Um sir" "To whom am I writing this?" he asked.

I paused for a moment. He looked at me knowing I was suddenly uncomfortable. He smiled again and touched my arm. I was finally able to get out my name "Omar". Goldberg smirked "Cool name." He then said.

He wrote something down in my benefit program and signed.

"Very nice to meat you" He said as he grabbed my hand to shake it.

I smiled and then turned and walked away. Totally dumbfounded. I thought to myself what a fool I must have looked like. I looked back at him and he smiled at me. I finished my rounds for the day. Helping to collect a few thousand for aids relief on behalf on my company. Then was about ready to leave when I saw him coming towards me. I panicked and knocked over a stack of brochures to the floor.

"Shit" I cried. I bend down to pick them up, and so did he. "Here let me help you with that" He said. I looked at him. "Oh, umm. Shit, its okay..." I tried to say. "Hey" He cut in. "You don't have to be nervous around me buddy"

Then he had a sly smirk on his face. "I won't bite. Unless you want me to"

I dropped the books I had picked up.

"What..." I blurted. "But I thought that you didn't like gays. I mean in your book..." I began to say. "Is that what this is about" He exclaimed. "Look, I'm sorry about that. What I had meant to say in the book was I'm not some. I don't know `fairy queen' And believe you me, I received so much flack for the way that comment was interpreted."

I looked at him quizzically. Then he touched my shoulder.

"I'm actually bisexual myself" He said. "Or at least I found out I was about a year ago" He continued. "Look, let me take you out to dinner and we can talk, okay"

I just nodded. I was completely taken aback from his statement, lost in whatever had just happened. So I hesitantly gave him my phone number and finished picking up my mess. He got up and touched my shoulder again.

"So I'll call you later and you won't change your mind right?" "I, I promise" I said.

With that he walked away. I looked at his big gorgeous ass as he walked. I sat back down in my chair and just stared aimlessly into nowhere. I was woken up from my trance by my friend Johanna.

"Hey you" She said. "Are you okay? You look like a deer in some headlights" "Hmm, Huh. Oh hi Johanna" I responded. "And who was that big guy I saw you talking to? He looks familiar." She asked. "That's Goldberg, the wrestler. You remember me tell you about him." "Oh Yeah" She answered. "My God he's huge though. So what's he doin' here?" She continued. "I thought he was homophobic" "So did I. Turns out the rumors were untrue. I'm having dinner with him tonight"

Then I realized what I had just said. `Fuck' What was I thinking. This was the man of my dreams. I could barely get a word out in from of him the few moments I was near him. I couldn't imagine an entire evening with him. I knew I would make a total ass of myself. I didn't know if I should just not go. Johanna just smiled and then said that I should.

"You never know" She said. "Maybe he is nice and will really like you"

She calmed me down a bit from my anxiety. I shortly left and went home, I was greeted by my dog `Ani'.

"Not now baby" I said. "Daddy's having a weird day"

I contemplated whether or not I was going to go or not. I went back to reread that segment of his book. "I ain't no fruit" it read. Then I looked at one of the pictures I had of him, he had a big smile on his handsome face. He was without a shirt. My God he was magnificent. Then the phone rang.

"Hello" I said. "Hi, Omar is that you?" Came the question. "Its Bill Goldberg. I hope we are still on for tonight"

I just started aimlessly forward with the phone in my ear.

"Uh, yeah sure" I said without thinking.

I smacked at my head. `Shit' I thought. Now I have to go. I was so afraid this was a mistake. He was gonna think I was a freak or something. Or maybe he was fucking with me. He would take me to some place and beat the crap outta me. Maybe that's how he got his kicks. I didn't know what to do.

Then came his voice again. "So do you want me to pick you up? If so what's your address" He continued. "Or would you rather meet if you feel uncomfortable?" "Um, whatever you think is best" I said. Again not thinking.

'Stupid, Stupid' My head screamed. "Very well I'll pick you up. What's your address?" He asked again.

I paused for a moment. Then gave him my address in Long Beach.

"Hey I'm staying in Long Beach" He exclaimed. "I wanted to stay near a beach. So I'm in the Hilton, Long Beach." I immediately got excited that this God of a man was near me. "Is that where you're staying? That's not too far from me" I said "Cool then. We'll go to The Queen Mary. They have a really nice restaurant there. I'll call them and make a reservation. I'll see you at 6, okay buddy?"

As I hung up the phone, I stared at it not believing I was getting myself into this. I grabbed an energy bar and drank down some water, as I was feeling light headed. I was going out to dinner with Goldberg. It was confirmed.

To be continued..