Date: Tue, 9 Sep 2003 20:46:21 EDT
From: Blackmagicwar@aol.com
Subject: True Love Through Revenge 1

You know the drill if you aren't old enough to read this type of stories
then leave.  This story is fictional even though it is based some true
events and people.  Names have been changed as well.


True Love Achieved Through Revenge


"I hate winter," I murmured to myself as I walk down the street.  It was
one of those winter days, cold wind being a minus 100 and blowing hard as
hell, and on to that, it was snowing like a bitch.  Since my parents ousted
me from my house since I came out, I had to get use to walking to the store
in all different types of weather.  Sure I could have drove there, but
being only 18 and with no higher education it's kind of to afford $100 a
month car insurance that goes up every 3 months, and afford an apartment's
rent.  Living in Michigan that has some of the most unpredictable weather
doesn't help, so having a car was actually a bigger burden than it was
worth.  Now since I am a big guy, winter didn't affect me too much.  I am
5' 8", weigh 250 but I hide to very well.  I have short brown hair and
hazel eyes, but I have been told that they are more beautiful than hazel.
My best asset I have to say is my ass.  Being a versatile bottom does help
to so. . . that's good.  My name is Xavier btw.  Anywho, the reason I had
to go to the store in this horrible was so stupid.  I was the idiot and
didn't heed any of the experts warnings that the worst storm to hit West
Michigan was coming in the following week, so I didn't bother to stock up
on provisions or other necessities.  So here I am, the genius boy from high
school, the only one in the streets getting food.  When I finally got back
to my apartment I wasn't surprised that I had no messages, but I did
however lose some of food to my starving dog.  She had a huge advantage
over me, charging at me when I got into the door knocking me down searching
for food, since I ran out of dog food the day before and hadn't got any for
her yet.  "GOD DAMN YOU DOG!"  Just what I needed, to lose some of my food
for a week or two to a mastiff.  "You just couldn't wait for me to open
your food.  NOOO. . . you just had to eat some of mine.  I swear I don't
know why I ever stole you from mom and dad, but it's pretty obvious that
they don't care.  Now I have to go out AGAIN!"  Did I mention I hate
winter?  The weather isn't the other reason.  Oh, no!  The holidays are
another.  Being alone and single, it really hurts, especially considering
that right around Christmas is my birthday, and near that day I had my
first experience with a guy, but not any guy, the guy I want to be with for
the rest of my life.  I can still remember when I first met him.  I was
only 16 and he was 31.  Yes I know he is much older than me, but men are
like fine wines, they only get better with age.  Plus him being a
firefighter didn't hurt either, and me being a sucker for uniformed men
didn't help much either.  He stopped by my house, looking at the puppies
that my dog had, thinking about getting them.  Now Kevin is hot, I mean
HOOOT!  He has the perfect build, not to bulky and not too slim, just a
nice perfect body.  With a beautiful treasure trail that I always dreamed
of what wonderful mysteries were at its end.  He always wears his hair in
that typical firefighter/police/military crew-cut style hair cut.  And also
being a brunette with blue eyes that just made me melt in my place.  He
didn't get one of the puppies and I remember being scared that I wouldn't
see him again, but that quickly changed when I found out that he comes into
my work often, so through the years I got to know him, and his social
habits, and despite all the signs pointing to that he was almost completely
straight, I still fell in love with him.  That's when things got heated up.
I finally got enough courage to ask him the summer before my senior year,
which to this day I wish I had sooner.  It was a warm day, and I was
nervous as fuck.  He pulled up at my work in his typical arrogant attitude
that he was top dog, which made me all the more nervous.  He came in
wearing tight jeans and a wife beater, getting ready to go home after work.
"Um. . . Kevin once you get a chance can I talk to you?"

"Sure no problem," he said it that sexy tone of voice that one could get
use to having growled in their ear as they get plowed.  Once my co-worker
got done with her break, I walked outside, and had him following me.
"So. . . what do you want to talk about?'

"Well Kevin I have to admit something to you.  Ever since I first saw you
at my house, I have been heads-over-heels for you, hell that is an
understatement I am obsessed with you Kevin!  To put it short, I am in love
with you and I want to be with you."  Cringing my eyes and waiting for a
fist to impale my face, I waited in agony for his response.  Several
minutes passed by, before he finally spoke.

"Well. . . I don't know what you want me to say.  I admire your courage and
everything for telling me this but I like woman.  I like them 100% and
don't want to be involved with another guy in that way."  Dumbfounded I
just stood there, too shock, surprised, and hurt to say anything, but all
those feelings quickly turned to anger as he just went into his truck and
left.  WHAT THE FUCK!  I think to myself.  I mean, I have just spilled my
heart and soul on to him, and all he can do is just say basically 'I am
straight and too bad for you.'  NO 'I'm sorry.' Or 'I'm sorry that I
mislead you,' or 'There was just some miscommunication between us.'  No.
Nothing.  He just got up and into his truck and left me standing there like
and idiot.  From that moment I knew I had to get back at him for what he
did to me.


To Be Continued...


I know this story is short, but it was a spur of the moment story.  If you
like it e-mail me at blackmagicwar@aol.com and if enough people like this
installement I will continue it.  Thanks for reading!