Date: Mon, 03 Jan 2005 10:07:21 -0800
From: Sec Ad <secad17@hotmail.com>
Subject: Brady's Tale -- Chapter 2 (Gay/Beginnings)

Disclaimer... This is a fantasy story.  Each chapter may involve sexual acts
between men.  If this offends you, please be warned... actually, if might be
offended, why are you here?  This is a work of fiction based on some actual
events that evolved into a fantasy.


Chapter 2


     After the basketball game, things returned to the previous state
between Mitch and myself.  Meaning our friendship was pretty much workplace
driven.  During the next couple of months, Mitch moved out of his parent's
home into an apartment with a friend of his from high school.  Between
school, work and his old friends, Mitch was just too busy to spend time with
a new friend.

     Later that spring, the biggest movie in years was getting ready to
open.  Mitch and I had been talking about it and on the day before it
opened, I asked him if he wanted to go.  He accepted the invite and the next
day we were watching the newest summer blockbuster.  After the movie, we
decided to get a bite to eat.  Over lunch, we talked about his roommate.
Mitch was having a hard time living with the person who had been his best
friend since they were eight.  Apparently this friend was not very
considerate of Mitch's space or belongings and had also been late with his
share of rent and utilities more than once.  Mitch was considering moving
back home with his parents.  I told him that he needed to do what he felt
was best for him.

     About a month later, Mitch moved home.  He could no longer take living
with that friend. The move had also managed to sever his friendship with
this friend.  I felt bad for him because of the strain on his friendship,
but at the same time was happy because of that very strain.  Maybe I would
get to spend more time with Mitch, now!!

     It turned out that I was right... that fall, we began spending more
time together outside of work.  We went to a couple of movies, ate out a
couple of times, but nothing else.  All of this led absolutely nowhere
though.  Mitch was still straight.  I was playing it straight, but dreaming
of Mitch and me together nightly.

     In October, Mitch found himself a girlfriend.  She was a 24 year old
single mother with a 4 year old boy.  Mitch was head-over-heels for this
girl.  Reality set in for me, too.  We would IM each other on a daily basis.
  But Mitch quickly settled in with this girl and her son.  I realized that
nothing would ever grow beyond friendship between myself and Mitch.  I was a
little bummed, but rebounded quickly.

     A couple of weeks later, on a Tuesday night, I was out with some of my
other friends to celebrate Jason's birthday.  Jason was turning 29.  He was
no Mitch, but he was cute and friendly.  Jason was a single dad... his wife
had left him and their 2 year old daughter earlier that year.  I spent a lot
of time with Jason helping him adjust to the life of single dad.  I would
help him babysit and I would hang out with him watching movies at his house
so he could be at home with the baby.  We were good friends.  Platonic
friends, nothing else (after all, I was fixated on Mitch).  He leaned on me
for support and I was willing to give that support to him

    I had arranged for a group of friends to take Jason out for dinner on
his birthday.  After dinner we would go to my house to party.  The plan was
to have some beers and play cards.  I also arranged for my kid sister to
babysit for Jason's baby.

     I dropped my sister off and picked up Jason.  We went out to eat with
our other friends and then retreated to my house for the party.  During the
course of dinner and the party, Jason got incredibly drunk.  We were
laughing and having fun.  It was the first time I had heard Jason laugh in
months.  I was proud of myself.

     On our last hand of cards, Jason sealed our victory by taking the
winning the hand.  We celebrated with a high five and I gave him an innocent
kiss on his forehead.  I didn't think anything of it and neither did any our
other friends.  It was a celebration of victory, nothing else.

     Shortly after the victory, our friends began to thin out and trickle
home.  When everyone had gone and I had picked up, I took Jason home.  As we
pulled into his drive and parked, Jason thanked me for the awesome birthday.
  He then leaned in and kissed me on the lips.  I was shocked... almost as
shocked as Jason when I kissed him back.  Our lips were locked for five
solid minutes tongues darting back and forth between our mouths.  It was
electrifying!

     When we broke off the kiss, Jason asked me if I wanted to come in and
stay.  I really wanted to, but I had to get my sister home, and I had to
work in six hours.  Jason understood.  He did smile when I promised to make
it up to him very soon.  We kissed once more and Jason then retreated to
house sending my sis out.  She had been asleep and it did not take her long
to doze off again in the car, leaving me time to myself to process what had
just happened.  Man, I wanted to stay with Jason, but being in the closet
and being responsible kept me from doing so.

    That weekend Me, Jason and five other friends had plans to go out of
town for the weekend.  We were going to go bar hopping and catch an NFL
game.  I had to figure a way for the two of use to have some "alone time."
We had 2 hotel rooms, the plan was 4 guys in one room, 3 in the other.  By
the time Friday came around, I still didn't have a plan.  Then my phone
rang.

To be continued...