Date: Tue, 28 Feb 2006 19:11:48 -0800 (PST)
From: Alex Caballero <frblt2000@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Last Place I Thought part 2
So a warning for those who may have come here without realizing what you
are about to look at. This is a story involving an intimate relationship
between two consenting adult men. If you are offended with the idea of
homosexuality or are an individual that is not allowed by your state of
residency to read such explicit material due to your age please exit before
continuing on. The characters portrayed in this work are based on actual
people in my life although the names have been changed for confidentiality
purposes. Also the majority of the content in this short story is purely
fictional and has no actual reference to real events.
With all that out of the way I now turn to this story. I have had many
relationships in the past. Being hurt by someone you think you love isn't
an easy thing to overcome. Perhaps this is why I have been single for so
long I have decided to close myself off. Well I had a chance to let someone
in. But I ruined it. I blocked him out and went my own way. I think this is
how my story would have gone if I would have been willing to let someone
in. Had I given him the power to make me incredibly happy this is how it
would have happened. This is my first shot at story writing so please send
me positive and negative constructive feedback at FrBlt2000@yahoo.com I
Hope you enjoy.
P.S. Don't expect a good wank story. This is about love.
The Last Place I Thought
Chapter 2:
In and Out of the Hotel
Told from Nathan's point of view
***************************
I think he likes me. If he turns me down that does not mean he does
not like me. I hope he does not get the wrong idea. I am just inviting him
in to chat for a while. I really can't fall asleep before 1 a.m. I know it
is a personal problem, but I found that it is easier to wind down with
someone else there with me. He doesn't know this though. He might think I
am trying to get into his pants and I don't want to give off that
impression. Oh what if he liked me and now he hates me. I could have just
ruined anything we could have had. Damn me and my habits. Well maybe I
should say something to lighten the mood. He has been standing there
thinking about this for a minute.
"So you coming in or am I going to have to pull out the straightjacket?" I
had just met the guy today and I thought he was nice enough. I like
spending time with him already. I wanted to get to know as much as I could
about who this interestingly beautiful guy in front of me was. He started
to open his mouth after thinking for a minute. Oh it was just to
giggle. Well now it looks like he is ready to give me his decision.
"I think I will come in for a while. Do you mind if I brush my teeth and
get ready for bed first so when I come back to my room I can crash right
away?"
WOOOHOOO! Celebration in my head. Oh gotta hold my composure, just a little
smile I don't want to give away my overwhelming happiness.
"Yea that is fine I don't mind I will do the same. Just come back and
knock whenever you are done. It will be like a little jammy party" Jason
just smiled and turned to go to his room. Jammy party? What the hell was I
thinking? I know this kid is younger than me but I am sounding like I am
about to start kindergarten. Hope he doesn't think I am a total loser. Ahh
I have been standing out here alone for god knows how long. I should get
ready before he comes back and wonders why I took so long.
***************
"By the power vested in me I now pronounce you man and wife. you may kiss
the bride."
Bleh! love the newlyweds but I don't do the whole straight on straight
action. Alright let's get this shindig on the road! Ah dammit time for
pictures. I never felt I was very photogenic.
"Of course we had to take a million pictures." Is this going to be a
trend? Catching him at his car about to leave.
"Well we have to make sure to get everyone's best side. Unfortunately no
angle can get your non-existent best side.." He sure has a way of being
incredibly cute when he is being a jerk.
Oh he will pay for that. I just have to grill him. I can't show Jay any
signs of weakness. I don't want to come off as an ass as well. Well I don't
think I can do that. "I was surprised when you got in front of the camera
it didn't shatter and crumble into a thousand pieces. Then, burst into
flames."
We both just laughed for a minute. I glanced into his eyes only for a
second quickly looking down at my feet. I swear sometimes I feel like a
prepubescent girl when I am around Jason. I looked up only to realized
everyone had already left to the reception. He was still glaring at me. He
had a new look in his eye I had never seen before. I felt the tension
between us, but at the same time a magnetic pull was drawing us ever
closer. I was leaning in. I closed my eyes.
*************
*Knock*Knock*Knock*
"Hey come on in" and trust me it was not said in desperation
whatsoever. *smile*
I wasn't desperate honest. However, when I saw him standing in the doorway
I just about creamed my pants. If my hormones had their way I would have
grabbed him, pulled him in the room, ripped his clothes off
unceremoniously, and had my way with that piece of man meat all night
long. Thank goodness I didn't. There were physical urges of course. They
however would not ruin what I could already tell would be a good friendship
at the least. I admit I have trouble keeping gay friends of the male
persuasion. I either end up fucking them along with the friendship or
competing with them for men. Both cases are not beneficial to me. I could
feel the difference with Jay. He didn't give in to my taunting. Nor did he
get defensive and feel hurt at my remarks. I was just innocently playing,
but some take my words to heart and I can't handle being with someone so
sensitive. I won't walk on eggshells for anyone. I will however get to know
this guy in my room to the best of my ability. By the looks of things, that
won't be too difficult either. I didn't know they made shorts so short for
men. Wow I don't often find men that make me say this, but he had really
nice legs. They were long slender and smooth. He must shave or use another
form of hair removal. I just wanted to touch them and stroke them up and
down. They look as if they are made of silk. Does he wear this to bed or is
he just being modest for my sake? All I know is that I was sweating bullets
just looking at his picture perfect legs. Ok time to move up a little. If I
stare too long I might forget there is more to this person. The tank top
must have felt like a second skin for him. It beautifully hugged his well
defined chest. Also it accentuated his slimming stomach and waistline. This
guy was in great shape. He must really take his health seriously. Don't get
the wrong impression he wasn't one of those Gym Rats who spends 6 hours a
day working out. He just had an overall nice tone with diet and light
exercise anyone could achieve. I myself have a similar musculature to
Jason. I guess I love myself so much that I wouldn't expect anything less
than my personal muscle tone in a man.
"Anything good on T.V.?" He plopped down on the bed and made himself
comfortable.
************
*Honk*
"Hey guys lets get going to the reception. You don't want people to think
you guys are a couple or anything." Gisella was a good friend but, right
now I could just kill her. We were so close to kissing for the first
time. I could feel his breath on my face moments before we heard Gisella
blare her car horn.
"She is right. We don't want to be late. My mom would kill me if I don't
make it on time."
**********
"To D.C. and Christy may they have a happy life together. Cheers!" "Cheers"
Man this was really nice. I always loved weddings. Someday it would be nice
if I could marry the man I love. Eventually, I am sure things will
change. Once people realize that gay marriage won't ruin the sanctity of
marriage. At least it won't be worse than the One in Three divorce rate we
have going now. Nope I am not the least bit bitter.
Well the night is young, the liquor is plentiful, and the Music is Jammin!
I had been pretty conservative up to this point. Now it is time to get
crazy and enjoy myself.
"Can I see your ID son?" Jason said taking on a Texan accent coming up
behind me. Then taking a spot next to me to get the bartenders attention.
"Honestly officer, I was just holding this drink for a friend." I said
with the biggest smile ever. After putting down my Jack and Coke I slowly
turned with my hands raised.
"Either show me your ID or I am gonna have ta take ya in. What am I goin ta
have ta bring out my handcuffs ta show ya how serious I am?" Jason said
remaining in character. I didn't know he was into role playing. And did he
say handcuffs? *smile*
"Is that a promise?" we both had to laugh a little at our extreme
dorkiness. HA I got him to crack.
"I was bluffing I don't have any handcuffs."
I just turned right back to my drink quite intent on getting the most out
of this open bar. Then I felt hand rest on my arm. I turn again to
Jason. Apparently, he had something more to say. Looking puzzled I asked
"did you want to say something else?"
"Would you come with me real quick. I want to show you something." Jason
replied looking so damn hot in his little tuxedo. I could have just eaten
him all up.
" O...but wait a minute they are about to have their first dance." What the
hell was I saying? Here is a beautiful young man out of my wildest dreams
leading me to god knows where, and there I am wanting to see two straights
dance together?
"Trust me we will get to see them dance. We just have to hurry."
I usually have a big smile on my face when I am around Jason. Right now I
am completely confused and it is showing on my face.
"Come on or we will miss it." he grabbed my arm and pulled me along. He
wasn't going to take no for an answer.
I couldn't speak one word. I was totally shocked by this sudden little
voyage to an unknown location. Also I was speechless because as we slipped
out of sight his hand slipped down to grasp mine. It sounds really dirty
but I got a little aroused from Jason's gentle touch. As we made our way to
our destination I remember turning this way and that like going through a
labyrinth. Then finally coming to flight of stairs that led upward.
Eventually we stopped outside a door.
"Ok now close your eyes. I will guide you the rest of the way." he
instructed me almost in a whisper.
I did as I was told. I figured we had gone this far. Also, It would have
been a fairly accurate guess to think he wouldn't take no for an
answer. After hearing a door creak open, I followed Jason blindly into what
I could only guess is another room. Then I noticed the music. Coming from
below us somewhere.
"Ok now open your eyes."
I did as I was told and again was stricken with a loss for words.
"Do you like it? I found it when we were decorating for the reception
yesterday. I thought it was a perfect place to escape if I needed some time
to myself during the reception." He said in a voice full of youth-like
excitement.
He reminded me of a child coming home and showing his parents a drawing he
drew that day in school. Jason was absolutely beaming as he finished his
sentence. He made his way to the edge of the balcony. I could tell this was
something special for him. To share his secret getaway place with me I hope
must mean he has more than just lukewarm feelings for me.
This time Jason didn't pressure me to answer. He was just marveling in my
awe taking it as the answer to his inquiry. This balcony overlooking the
main reception hall was gorgeous. I think I remember hearing someone
mention this place was once an opera house. This particular balcony was
right in front of a candle lit grand chandelier. I don't know how this
could be any more romantic.
"Nathan?"
"Yes?"
"would you... would you dance with me?"
I was in neverland for a while but the sudden request knocked me back to
reality.
"Um..." what was I to do? What was I to say? Then he took my hand in his
again. He already knew my answer even before I did. Jason led me to the
center of the balcony and rested his hands on my shoulders. Slowly swaying
to the rhythm of the music
"I could hold you for a million years, to make you feel my love..." Garth
Brooks is right on the money.
"Nathan?"
"Yes?" I whispered
**********
"I haven't looked to see. I just got dressed before you came to the
door. Please make yourself at home." I was being a good host. Maybe a
little taunting but in a cute playful way.
"Well do you wanna watch TV, or did you have something else in mind?"
Jason asked so innocently. It was like he knew what I was thinking when I
opened the door.
"TV is just fine with me. Move your big ass over. I need some room on the
bed " I joked as his ass was anything but big. There was a short playful
struggle as I hopped on the bed next to him.
At first we didn't even acknowledge that the TV was in the room. It was our
original intention to watch the damn thing but the small squabble pushed
the tv out of our minds. We just started talking about anything and
everything. It started with mostly small talk, and moved on to deeper
conversations.
"So how did you know it was love?" I asked eagerly.
"It just felt right. I don't really know how I knew it or how to describe
it. It was like when I was with James nothing else in the world really
mattered. Everything that he was and everything that we were together was
like it was meant to be. I don't know if there is such a thing as destiny,
but I thought we were destined to be with each other for the rest of our
lives. Then when I got my acceptance letter to go to school up north; James
said that it would be best if we didn't see each other anymore. I guess
the distance was too much for him to handle. It actually made me question
whether or not it was love. I don't even know if he shared my feelings, but
I thought I loved him. He didn't know what my true feelings were for him
though. It was probably better that way. After we broke up I was really
hurt. I never thought I could love another person ever again."
After saying that he looked up at me, and those beautiful eyes that I had
seen full of happiness earlier looked so sad and hurt. I would never want
him to look like that ever again. If it took all my strength, energy, and
time I would see to it that he never felt like that again.
"Do you believe there is only one person destined to be with you like soul
mates, or is it possible to fall in love with more than one person in a
life time?" I ask a lot of questions sometimes. It is just in my nature to
be inquisitive.
"I am still not sure. If it was love I felt before, I hope I will have
another chance. If it wasn't authentic then definitely soul mates." He
answered with less sorrow in his voice than before.
"Do you ever wonder what if James was your true love and you missed your
shot?" Wow that was crossing the line
He frowned making me feel even worse. I could see that this was getting a
little too intense. "Oh Jason I am so sorry. Do you wanna watch a movie? I
don't mean to sound insensitive. I think Legally Blonde is coming on, or we
can see if there is anything else. Sound good?"
"Yea, sorry to get so in depth on my past and let it affect me. I haven't
thought about that in years. I think that a movie would be nice." he
replied so apologetically.
"No need to apologize it was all my fault. Come on relax and turn your
brain on auto- drive." I said turning the volume up.
We both were lieing there enjoying Legally Blonde. It was the only thing
that was on and worth watching that late in the evening. I think The
Waterboy was next. I don't know how it happened or when, but I actually
dozed off.
When I came to, Jason was gently shaking me calling my name. After my eyes
adjusted and I realized where I was I zeroed in on Jason's soft facial
features. First that warm smile that could melt a solid gold brick to a
shiny puddle. Then his skin looking as if it was engineered to be as
smooth as creamy butter. There was not one blemish on his perfect face. The
caramel color coming from his Native American roots gave his skin a glow
that could shimmer in the darkest of nights. The dark chestnut color of
his dreamy eyes. The light crimson tint of his full feather soft
lips. Everything about his face made me long to reach out and touch it. I
could get used to waking up to this.
"*groan* how long have I been out? What time is it? I was playing like I
still wasn't fully conscious.
"Well you passed out about an hour and a half ago. It is near two
o'clock. I should probably get going. I have to be up in about 6 hours."
Jason said standing up and stretching.
"Well I guess I won't have any more trouble sleeping here." I laughed
"Obviously, because you were snoring and drooling all over the place." he
laughed back.
I gave him a little nudge. He gave me a playful jab in the side. Push went
to shove and before I knew it we were rolling around on the bed play
wrestling. This went on for only a few minutes. Then with a strong shove
Jason succeeded in knocking me off the bed. If I was going down I sure as
hell was going to take him down with me. He ended up lieing on top of me.
"Ummm" I said with a heavy tone of awkwardness.
"Yea... I... I should go. Um, I will see you tomorrow." he muttered as he
raced out of the room. Shutting the door behind him
"Good night" I replied to an empty room.
**********
*kiss* There I was dancing in a balcony overlooking one of my best friends
wedding reception. My lips pressed against his younger brother's. My mind
was reeling. I didn't know what to do. Then I just stopped thinking, and
continued kissing my new addiction. I will worry later.
All those questions that flooded into my mind a minute before about what to
tell our families and what will happen when he goes back to school would
eventually have to come back up later, but right now living in this moment
and enjoying this is all that mattered.
After a thousand minutes passed... Ok actually it was more like five
minutes but I swear in my mind that kiss is still carrying on today.
Anyway, we slowly parted our lips.
"I have waited so long to do that." I said in a soft whisper.
"I... I... Don't think we should be doing this." Then Jason did something
I never expected. He crouched against the edge of the balcony and began to
weep.
"Jason... Jason please. What Is wrong? I thought that is what you
wanted. Isn't it what you wanted? I tried to comfort him not really
understanding why I was consoling him.
Between sobs he got out. " I do want this. I am just scared. I stopped
dating after I was hurt so bad by James. Then you came into my life. I
thought I could control my feelings for you but I just can't. I had every
intention of just being your friend. After last night though, I knew I was
getting to close to you. I made up my mind this morning when I woke up. I
would bring you up here, and tell you that whatever you might be feeling
nothing could happen between us. Then I saw your face in deep amazement. I
didn't want to ruin your happiness. Then, I don't know what came over
me. It was like I wasn't thinking anymore."
"What are your feelings for me?" I asked as I crouched down next to
him. Then it occurred to me in that moment that I knew the answer. Before
the kiss in the balcony. Before the little wrestling match in the hotel. I
knew from the moment our hands touched as we shook hands that day before
the rehearsal. It was the last place I thought to find love. Wait a
minute. Did I just say love? No. this can't be right. In my 27 years of
living I have not been in love with anyone. Now I have such strong feelings
for a guy I have only known for a couple of days.
He had been looking at me the entire time. It was as if he could see the
wheels in my mind spin. Once he knew they were done spinning he started to
stammer out, "I... *sob*... I...."
I just grabbed his head ever so gently and enveloped him in the most
romantic kiss I had ever given.
"Hey what are you two doing up here?"
**********
I know it took me forever to get this chapter out. I apologize to everyone
who has written me. I have been sick for the past couple of weeks. Along
with having classes and working on various things for the department I
haven't been able to write as much. I will try and get out the next chapter
when I have the time. I would love to hear from anyone who reads this. Even
if it is "you are a crappy write please stop now" at least I would know
someone is reading. Send whatever comments you like to FrBlt2000@yahoo.com
Thanks
~Alex