This is a fictional story about a man I have become instantly infatuated with. I came across him recently. He is in a local Commercial for the Credit Union bank in my city. This guy is freaking adorable. Trim beard and handsome face. And from his lucky shirts and jeans many other nice parts.
I have never met him, and may never. But I know who he is from trolling the net about that credit union. He actually works for it. And also I cannot assume to know his sexual preference. So there is know way if knowing if he may want to ever have some fun.
Enjoy.
He is in That Commercial (23)
... "Ohh, hi" I said with surprise
I opened the door to my apartment to see Mike standing there. He had promised to come and make sure I was well after the fall and injury because of him. And he was here. It was surely sweet of him, but very unexpected. And now after sending Lisa home I was standing there with the gorgeous guy at my door. Here to make sure I was okay tonight. Just as he said he would be. I sighed and then let him in. Holding the door open to let him lass. He smiled and then came in.
"I'll just sleep in the spare bedroom" he said "But if you need anything just call me. Okay?"
I closed the door and then said I would make up the futon in there for him. Then headed that way. He reached for me, grabbing at my arm to stop me.
"Oh no you don't" he commanded "Not having you hurt the hand anymore for me" "Just show me where the stuff is to make it. And I will do it myself"
We went into the spare room. It was set up as an office with a desk and chair. A laptop sitting on the desk. The futon was to the side and there for me to sit and read and relax when I wasn't ready for bed yet. I pointed out the tall boy dresser to the other wall where there were some sheets for this bed. He grabbed them and started to make the futon into a bed.
"I am going to bed" I said "Tired and need to down a few meds" "See you in the AM Mike" "Good night" "Good night sweetheart" he called back.
I stopped at the door way for a moment from the last word. 'sweetheart'. Then sighed a bit and then headed into my room. I tried to take off my shirt but found issue with it and grumbled about it. But I had to get it off. I pulled it off the good side first. Then slowly peeled it off my bad arm. I stayed in Tshirt I had on underneath. Then I went for my pants. And that was a struggle too. I sat on the bed and tried to pull them off. Eventually cursing as I could not use my bad hand to help myself
"Fuck" I crowed aloud.
And then I heard him call back to me. Asking if I was alright. And then he knocked in the door. I knew I would need his help to get my pants down. And that made me feel useless.
"Just having some trouble is all" I said "Can I come in?" He then asked "Yeah sure"
He stepped into the room and saw me there. Looking quite pathetic with my pants part way down. He smiled a bit and then asked if I needed help. He was in his Tshirt and his boxer briefs. Looking as hot as ever. Those briefs filling up quite nicely with his junk. I felt a tingle in my loins at seeing him there.
"Please" I said with a needy look
Mike came in and stood before me. He then touched my face. Then he said "I am here for you" and then he to reached down and grabbed my pants by the legs. Pulling them down my legs. Then he was on his knees pulling them off my feet. His hands then touched my knees. I was now sitting there in the bed in my underwear and tshirt. Looking back at him.
"Do you want me to help get the shirt off?" He asked
My sad look suggested yes. So he did. Pulling it up from the bottom. I twitched slightly as his fingers were cold against my skin. He apologized and then continued. Then I lifted up my arms and he slide it passed my head and up the arms. Slowly as he reached the bad hand. I looked down at his bulging crotch. Licking at my lips as I knew what lie beneath the soft cotton. I knew his meaty dick was trapped in those confining briefs. I wanted to just shive my face to them. But didn't. Then he finished that and tossed my shirt to the chair where he had tried to toss my pants.then he looked at me. I looked back at him, feeling almost self conscious as he looked at me
"Not like I haven't seen you with far less clothes" he then added "Come on. Let me help you into bed"
I was pulled up to the head of the bed. He lifted the sheets to let me get under them. Then he pulled the sheets up onto me.
"Now get some sleep" he said
He then leaned down and kissed my forehead. Oh how I wanted that kiss to be on my lips. To feel his soft lips to mine again. I knew I was losing my battle with my resolve in regards to him. And it almost did not matter anymore. I wanted him. I wanted Mike back. Then he stood back up and told me he would be in the next room if I needed him. And then he smiled down at me again before turning and leaving me there in my bed as I tried to sleep. It was a few hours later that I turned in bed. Feeling a bit uncomfortable in lay on my back as I was. Trying not to lay on the wrong side. But that was when I did just that. I turned in bed and onto my bad hand. So pain clicked in and I hollered out.
"Jesus fuck!" I cried out. "Fuckk!"
I sat up in a jolt and grabbed my arm. Feeling the sharp pain of it from what I had done. Knowing that that was not the best move in sleep, even if it was a regular nighttime move for me. Then a few moments later Mike was at the door. Again asking if I was okay. His face showing concern as he rushed into my room. Then he came over to the bedside. He was stunning to say the least. Even with his hair all ruffled from sleep. He was shirtless, so I had a great view of his torso. His nice furry chest. His briefs were showing a nice bulge. It was poking to one side. I instantly figured he was having an interesting dream fro the sight of it.
"Sorry if I woke you" I said "I just turned into my arm and hand" "Just should not have turned that way"
He sat in the edge of the bed. Looking at me and my discomfort. He then leaned in and suggested that he sleep here with me. Than he could lay next to me so I would not be able to turn that way. Keeping my hand from harm.
"I don't mind" he then said.
I looked at his sweet face, then his delicious chest. Unsure that I would be able to control myself with him so close. But he was right. I needed to keep from turning to my right. So I agreed. He then crawled into the bed on my right. Pulling the sheets up on him as he lay there. I licked my hand up and placed it on my belly. He turned and leaned over and kissed my shoulder.
"Now sleep" he said "We both need it".
I lay there on my back and stared up at the ceiling. I could not sleep now. It had little to do with him, and more to do with I was afraid of moving and hurting my arm again. So I just looked up at the ceiling. Looking at the pattern etched into the plaster up there. I then started to hear a soft snore. I turned to see Mike was out. Asleep again. His eyes closed and the soft breaths escaping his lips. His face was turned slightly in my direction. In the dim light I could see his lips. Those lips I so longed to kiss again. I looked down to his chest. Partly covered by the sheets. It was rising and falling as he slept. He just looked so damned cute sleeping there next to me. So I looked back at his handsome face again. And then I sighed deeply. Knowing how much I still loved him.
"Oh why do I still love you so much?" I said to the sleeping Mike.
Then his eyes opened and he looked at me again. Asking again if I was okay. I replied, saying I was just having trouble sleeping. I felt his hand at my side move. The he said to turn
"Turn in you left side" he then said "I can hold you if you want" "Then maybe you will sleep"
I nodded at him, then turned to the side as he suggested. I lifted up my bad hand and I felt him move up close behind me. His arm wrapping around my ways and belly. Then I felt his warm furry chest at my back. The wonderful hairs tickling at my back as he pushed himself in on me. If felt so good to have him back there. His heat was soothing against me. And I felt safer with Mike back there. Knowing I would not moved my hand much with him holding me like this. And not to mention that I felt his crotch at my buttocks. I felt that intense heat even through the two pairs of briefs between us. And I also felt his dick twitch bach there as it too was pushed against me.
"Better?" He asked "Mm hmm" I huffed back at him "Thanks Mike" "For you anything" he said back
And then he kissed the back of my shoulder. Then said to try and get some sleep. I closed my eyes and did feel sleep start to creep in on me. This cozy position with his was working. Even as I heard him say behind me that he loved me.
"I love you" he had said
And then his arm around my waist pulled me into him.even more. I had never felt so good before as at that moment. And how I wanted to shout out to Mike that I loved him too. But then his soft snore started again. He was out. And then my sleep came, and I was out too...
To be continued