In My Head

Good Evening Everyone,

I guess I will start off by introducing myself so that I won't have to do it again. My name is Jayden, I currently reside in Washington DC, and I am making my first attempt at writing Gay Erotica. I love writing and love reading so I figured I would give it a shot.

Disclaimer: The story that I have written is a complete work of fiction. All characters come out of my tiny imagination and were created solely for the purpose of writing this particular story. Any similarities in characters of real life persons is strictly coincidental. If it is offensive for you to read about Man on Man sex, please leave now or forever hold your peace. If it is illegal for you to read gay erotica wherever you may reside, please leave now.

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In My Head

Chapter 1-Him

I was on the train wondering just how I was going to manage my evening. My day at the hospital was absolutely grueling. I had two of my patients die. Ms. Evans was 76 years old and looked no older than 55 tops. She had this spirit about her that was so contagious. She had breast cancer for the second time. This time, it got the better of her. Jacob was 27 years old. A stunner by my standards and he was in his last year of Medical School. He asked me, as many of my patients do, "Why didn't you go to Medical School?" My answer was always the same, "Then I wouldn't be here to treat you now would I." He was a nice guy. Cardiomyopathy, it is difficult to watch someone so young lose their life to a disease that they have no control over. Just sitting and waiting on someone else to die so that you can have their heart.

I have to admit being a nurse has its advantages and disadvantages. The advantage, I love what I do. I meet all different kinds of people on a daily basis. Some are in my life for hours, some for days and some for weeks or months. The disadvantage for me is that I get too attached. I treat every one of my patients as if they are my own mother, father, grandmother, grandfather, sister or brother. That is just how I was raised. Momma did a fantastic job with that. All of this I am thinking about on my way home. I think I am going to walk home today. It won't take any longer than waiting on the bus. I asked myself when I got off of the train, "Why don't you drive to the subway station?" I can't come up with a real reason. It just gives me time to think. I just like to walk. It is time that I can spend on my own. One of the good things about that is that I turn my cell off as soon as I walk out of the hospital. And, I do not turn it back on until I am at home. Everyone knows it, expects it, but still complain about it. I don't give a rat's ass. My time is my time.

When I got off of the metro, I was wondering why I took the Orange line. Who cares, well it is hot as hell out here actually, 98° to be precise. I started sweating as soon as I got off of the train. I decided to go ahead and walk. I was walking down Hunt Place just getting to 42nd and I saw him. He was walking behind me maybe a good 10 feet. It was the walk that got me, a swagga; I love a man with a swagga. He was a light-skinned brotha', 6' 2", tanned, with a hard laborers build. I slowed my walk a bit. He cleared his throat as he walked by me. I nodded my head and said "wassup". He looked over at me and grinned. He was gorgeous. He said, "What's up with you?" I smiled back at him and started thinking "My Dick and you are the reason why." He kept pace with me for a few steps. I looked over at him; he had a hard jaw line, like it had been sculptured, hazel eyes, and full round lips. He was Beautiful.

He walked passed me, I noticed something immediately. He had that real man swag, it was in his walk. His pants were up around his waist, but down far enough to show just the top of his boxer briefs, Calvin Klein's. You could tell he was raised right and he respected himself at the least. His momma done right. He wore a pair of well-worn timbs. Something told me that he was interested though; he kept flashing his ass at me. Lifting up his tee and rubbing his perfect abs. Even from the side view I had, I could tell they were perfect. I noticed that we were coming up on my street; I had never seen him in my neighborhood before. I would have noticed him. He stopped in front of this new condo building called Hunt Place Towers that used to be a row of one bedroom apartments. I wanted to run after him and give him my number and tell him to give me a call sometime. I kept walking though, I didn't even recognize where I was at first. I had walked too far. I had walked across the street not even paying attention to traffic and was in front of Menicks Market on 44th and NHB. Just in case someone was looking, I walked a little further turned right on Hayes and circled back down to my cul-de-sac on Hayes.

When I got home and out of the heat, I poked around the house trying to remember what I was supposed to be doing, I really can't remember. I decided to jump right into the shower. That felt wrong though, I just couldn't put my fingers on it. When I got into the shower, I started soaping up and the whole time I am wishing that "dreads" was here with me. I was intrigued. I had never been attracted to this type of brotha' before. I have a boyfriend. But there was something about him that got to me. He was in my head. I was standing in the shower, letting the water run through my hair, down my back, running down my ass. It felt like it was his tongue doing a dance over my body and I was a willing recipient. Before I knew what was going on, my dick was tingling, my balls ached for release and my body was on fire. My hands didn't know where to go first. My nipples were so sensitive the slightest touch and my dick was jumping, my hands rubbed all over, careful to stay away from my dick, I traced the route of the water trickling down my back to my ass. My ass was tingling, just waiting for a touch. I grazed my hole and my dick jumped. I began to imagine his dick sliding up and down the crack of my ass. My hands were everywhere. He was in my head. He was touching me, caressing me, licking me, he knew my secret places. I reached my spot. My body was on fire. His stroke matched mine. He was in my head. He knew where to touch me next. He was in my head. I moaned so loud, I was having an orgasm. It was so powerful, I slid down to the floor of the shower, it had been so long since I had a soul shaking orgasm, I was shaking, and "He" was in my head.

After I got out of the shower, I couldn't think clearly, had I eaten dinner? Did I take anything out? What was I going to do before I got into the shower? I was standing in the doorway of my bedroom with my towel wrapped around my waist, dripping water on the carpet. I didn't know what to do. I walked in and sat down on the edge of the bed. I was so disoriented. I had to think. What the fuck is going on here? What just happened there? Was there someone in the shower with me? "Hello!" I said out loud laughing at myself. No answer.

Every time that I closed my eyes, I kept seeing his face. His hard jaw line, his beautiful hazel eyes and that dazzling smile. My phone rang and I about jumped out of my skin. It rang again, then again. Where was the damn phone?

"Hello" I said, "Jayden, why are you still at home? Your cell is still just going to voicemail so I decided to try you at the house." I just remembered what I was supposed to be doing. "Hello, you there, you said that you would call me when you were on the road, I started getting worried."

It is my twin brother Julian

"I'm sorry Jules. I lost track of time."

I am supposed to be in my car on my way to Pittsburgh. "He" is in my head. What the fuck am I doing? I don't even know his name.

"I didn't drive to work today. So I had to go home, take a shower and get something to eat." I said.

"Do you know how long that drive is?" Julian gets on my nerves some times.

"What's taking you so long, it's almost 6:00, and you got off from work at 4:30."

"Yes!" I have driven it on many occasions." "You know how bad DC traffic is. I will stop and pick up something to eat when I leave."

What does he mean that it is almost 6? I haven't been home that long. What the fuck is going on here?

"Jules, I am getting dressed now and will be heading out the door in a few minutes." "If I don't call you in ½ hour call me back."

"OK little brother. Love ya"

"Love you to."

After I got off of the phone with Jules, I looked at the alarm clock and was a bit shocked, how much time has passed since I came home? This few minutes talking to Jules had allowed me some time to breathe. I ran to the closet and pulled out a pair of black jean shorts and a navy blue polo. This was going to be a long night.

I haven't seen Jules in over a year. Of course I talk to him a few times a day. He keeps me sane.

It's been almost two years since I took my last vacation. Jules and I will be turning thirty-six on Thursday and we have not spent a birthday together in years.

I decided not to rush myself. I will be on the road for the next 4 plus hours. I needed to keep my head clear.

I checked to make sure that during my fugue I did not do something that would put my home in danger while I was gone. I checked the kitchen, the bathrooms and garage.

Nothing was out of place. I wonder if I was in the shower all that time.

My suitcases were already in the car.

I am taking the S Class this time. I don't get to drive it often enough and it is the smoothest ride I've ever had.

I stepped into the garage and the heat hit me like a ton of bricks. I checked the trunk to make sure everything was there and I felt like I was going to be missing something. It was nagging at the back of my mind. "Jay, you're missing something"

I couldn't figure it out. I started the car, opened the garage door and set off. When I rounded the corner taking the left on Hunt at NHB, I realized what I was going to be missing. I saw him. All of my false memories came flooding back to me like a dam had burst. My dick got rock hard, and I lost all concentration. The car swerved and I had to pull over to the side of the road to collect myself.

I was sitting there with the car started, foot on the brake, hands gripping the steering wheel with a death grip just trying to catch my breath.

Knock, Knock.

I jumped, my foot slipped off the brake and the car began to drift forward. I slammed on the brake, shifted into park and just stared at him through the window.

I looked up and it was him. My fantasy man.

He grinned, "Yo, You OK? You alright?"

I didn't know what to say,

"Uh, Uh, Yeah, Just uummm..."

"Huh, put the window down."

Now I felt like an ass. If I could have turned every shade of red I would have. I rolled down the window.

"Yeah, I'm OK just got a little startled."

"You sure? You look kind of shaken."

"Nah, I'm OK. I just needed to catch my breath."

Breathe, he smelled so good. My favorite cologne, what I was wearing now. Curve.

He was wearing different clothes, black jeans, and a Sean John, button down shirt, navy blue with white and red stripes and a white tee underneath. I couldn't see for sure, but I was certain he was wearing a nice clean pair of some brand of Nike or New Balance.

All I could see was my tongue starting at the base of his neck, traveling down, licking each of his nipples. My tongue was tracing every curve of his abs. I am kissing his hair line down to the platinum prize that awaits me; I unbuckle his belt, his jeans...

He said "You live around here?"

Shit, I'm daydreaming again, "Huh?"

He grinned again, "Do you live around here?"

"Um, Yeah, I live around the corner on 49th."

My phone rang. I know its Jules. I just can't tear my eyes away from him. I feel like I need to memorize every feature. The mole over his left eye, the single dimple in his right cheek when he grins, his perfect teeth, the way his right eye twinkles when he smiles.

I was in love.

"Are you gonna answer that?"

"Oh. It's just my brother. I'm supposed to be on the road to his house now. I'm running late and he probably worried about me as usual."

I took my hands off of the steering wheel and they began to shake.

He looked at me with a little worry in his eyes. "I don't think that you should be driving. You seem to be really shaken."

"I just haven't had dinner yet, my blood sugar must be low." Yeah right, get it together Jayden.

"Now that I think about it, I haven't eaten all day. I was just getting ready to go pick up something."

He looked at me, "Move over. I'll take you. I don't feel comfortable with you driving like this."

"OK" I started moving over to the other seat without undoing my seat belt.

He chuckled out loud.

I must look like a complete idiot. Why is this happening to me? I need to get myself together. Why am I letting him in the car with me? I don't even know his name. Who cares what his name is. Look at him. He got into the car. Adjusted the seat and pulled off.

"Where were you going to eat?"

"I don't know. I was just going to stop and grab something."

I just could not stop staring at him. He looked good. He looked over at me.

"What?"

"I just let a total stranger get into my car and I don't know your name."

"Oh. Derik. My name is Derik. What's yours?"

"Jayden, I'm Jayden."

"I better call my brother back; I told him I would call when I was in the car."

I pushed the connect button on the headset. "Jules"

"I was just getting ready to call you. You on your way?"

"Yeah, I'm stopping to get something to eat."

"Sorry I didn't pick up earlier, I was in the middle of something."

"When? I spoke to you while you were at home. "

"Oh Yeah, my bad."

"I'll call you when I get into the city."

"OK. I love you."

"Love you too"

We rode up to Patty's this straight up Soul Food Restaurant in DuPont Circle.

He said, "How `bout we go there? You need to sit down somewhere and eat. I don't think that you should drive and eat."

"OK."

I would do anything that he asked me to. As I was getting out of the car, I realized that I still had a hard on. My dick was aching so badly. Get a grip Jay, He is just another man. We stepped into the restaurant and the hostess greeted Derik with a huge smile.

"Welcome to Patty's, how many people are in your party?"

"Just the two of us!" he said

"This way please."

Just the two of us. That sounds perfect to me. I should have taken you home and cooked you whatever you wanted. I am standing here looking like a complete idiot. Here I go again, daydreaming. I must look like a complete fool.

"Your waiter will be with you in just a moment. Is there something that I can get you while you wait?"

No this bitch isn't flirting with him. Nah heifer, go back to your fuckin' post, aint nothing here for you. Just then Marcus my usual server came over and greeted us.

"I got it Sherrie, How you fellas doing this evening? Wassup Jay? What you doin' here on a weekday? This he said as he was sitting down two glasses of water.

"He kidnapped me!" I wish. "Really, I am getting ready to head to PA just stopping to get something to eat before I go."

"Ahhh, Can I start you guys off with something to drink?"

Derik looked at me. Where am I? I just get lost in his eyes. I ordered a raspberry tea and Derik ordered Pepsi. What am I going to say to him?

"Let me ask you a question." I said

He grinned. "Anything, I'm an open book."

Don't tell me that, I'm liable to ask you if I can suck your dick right here right now. I took a sip of my water.

"What made you come over to my car, after I stopped?"

"I'm not sure. I recognized you from when you were walking, I'm assuming, home this afternoon. Something just didn't seem right, I saw the look on your face and you looked like you had seen a ghost."

"You have no idea."

"What does that mean?" He said with a grin.

"I'll explain it if we get to know each other better."

He laughed out loud then.

"Why did you let me bring you here to get something to eat? That's not something that a normal person would do." He said.

"Who are you telling, If you noticed, I am poised to run at any time. Honestly though, I wasn't thinking clearly. After I turned that corner, I just lost it again."

"What do you mean, "Again"?"

"I don't know why I am telling you this, but after I got home, I just kind of lost track of time, space, whatever you want to call it. All I remember really was walking in the house after you passed me; I went to my room, got undressed and took a shower, a really long shower from what I understand.

"What do you mean by that? From what I understand."

"Well, I don't usually take a shower as soon as I get in. I will get dinner started, make some phone calls, turn on music or just settle down for a minute. Then after dinner, I'll take my shower. Today, I didn't do that. I just went in took a really long shower. Something just kind of got in my head."

You.

"After I got out of the shower...

"Are you guys ready to order?" Marcus said. Derik nodded at me to order.

"Sure, I will have Steak and Eggs, over easy. Steak medium well."

Derik ordered steak salad with extra fries.

"You were saying? Derik said.

"I don't remember."

He looked at me and said, "After you got out of the shower...?

"Oh, yeah. After I got out of the shower, I couldn't get my bearings. I sat on the edge of the bed and then the phone rang, before that, I couldn't remember what I was supposed to be doing, why I took a shower, nothing.

"Who was it on the phone?"

"My brother Jules. After talking to him, what I was supposed to be doing came back to me."

"What were you supposed to be doing? If you don't mind me asking."

"Getting ready to go to Pittsburgh. That's where my brother is. I'm going to see him and his family for a week."

"Oh. Why not wait until the morning to go? You didn't seem like you should have been behind the wheel of a car."

Just then Marcus came with our order and sat down refills on our drinks. I hadn't noticed that I emptied the water and the tea.

"If you guys need anything else just let me know. I will be back to check on you two in a few."

Derik said, "You were saying?"

"Oh, it's just that I have plans in the morning; I wanted to be there before then."

"Why are you going to Pittsburgh? Is something special happening?"

"Actually yes, it's me and Jules' birthday is on Thursday. It has been a while since we spent our birthday together.

"What are y'all twins?"

"Yes, Identical."

He smirked. "Two of you huh, must be nice."

Is he flirting with me? Oh fuck. He is interested. I'm getting dizzy. My hand is rubbing his inner thigh. His dick is growing beneath my warm hand. I can just feel...

"How old will you both be?"

"Thirty-seven."

"Stop playin', you don't look that old."

"How old do I look?" I asked grinning.

"I would say early 32-33."

"How old are you?

He said "29"

"Now you stop playing, you look older than that. I would not have guessed younger than 30."

"Thank you for that, most people when they find out how old I am, start treating me like a kid."

"I'm not most people. Besides, you are very mature. You seem like you know what you want in life."

I am being nosey now,

"What do you do for a living?"

"I am a 3rd year surgical resident at Georgetown."

Holy Shit, how could I have never seen you before? He must have seen the look on my face.

"What's wrong?" he said.

"I work at Georgetown on the 7 main unit 7B and C."

"Damn, how long you been there?"

"I have been in DC for 4 years; I have been there since I got here."

"No Shit"

"Indeed"

I said, "Shit, I can't believe it. We have been working in the same building for at least 3 years and never ran into each other. I just find that hard to believe, someone who looks like you, beautiful, you just kind of take over a room with your looks, and I have never seen you before. I just find that hard to believe."

Where did that boldness come from? What did I just do? I think I stuck my foot in my mouth. The look on his face was a cross between shock and pleasure.

"Wow. I will just have to make sure that I stop in to see you from time to time then."

I looked at him. "I'm sorry, it just kind of came out. I am sorry if I offended you."

"No. You didn't offend me at all. I just didn't expect that from you. You seem so conservative, quiet. "

"I'm sorry; I guess I've been a bit distracted by you."

He was blushing. Is that possible? I looked down at my watch, 8:20, what the fuck!

He noticed my look.

"I really gotta go. My brother is going to kill me."

I waived for Marcus.

"You guys seemed to be in a really deep conversation, I didn't want to disrupt you.

Can I get you something before the check?"

"Nah Marcus, I'm good."

I looked at Derik, beautiful sitting there.

He nodded.

Before Marcus could set the check down, Derik handed him some money and told him to keep the change.

Marcus looked down, grinned.

"Have a good evening Jay and you as well sir."

I called out to him. "Marcus"

"Yeah"

"Where is Patty, she didn't come by today."

"Oh, she's in the back, she came out to speak but saw you to in conversation and said she would catch you before you left."

"Alright, tell her I said good night and apologize for me."

Derik looked at me; I could see this look in his eyes. I couldn't quite place it.

As we stood up to leave, I saw that his hand was a little shaky. Derik guided me to the door. Instinctively I went to the driver side door and realized that I didn't have the key. I started checking my pockets searching.

I said "Oh Fuck."

Derik was just standing there jingling the key on the passenger side with this huge grin on his face.

He unlocked the doors and tossed me the key. As we were riding back towards home I found myself oddly self-conscious. I didn't know what to say to him. I had just spent the last few hours unable to shut my mouth and now that I had him alone, I couldn't speak. I peaked over at him and he had this odd grin on his face. I had to ask. "What are you grinning at?"

He said "We just spent the last couple hours talking each other's ears off and now we can't find a word to say to one another. I find that ironic."

I told him, "I was just thinking the same thing. It has been a long time since I acted this way around somebody." I pulled up in front of his building and put the care in park. He picked up a piece of paper out of my dash and grabbed a pin out of his pocket. After writing down his number, he told me to give him a call when I got a chance and I didn't have to wait until I got back from Pittsburgh.

"I had a good time talking with you." I said, "Me too." I wanted to lean over and kiss him but I thought better of it and he got out of the car. I watched him go into the building and I took my first deep breath of the evening. I could still smell him. I was holding his number like it was solid gold. Then my phone rang.

I looked at the caller ID, "Shit"

This is the first chapter in this particular series and I hope that you enjoyed it. Please excuse any typos or grammatical errors. I appreciate any comments that you would like to provide. I am up for anything and don't mind constructive criticism. I can be contact via email at jaydensluv2016@gmail.com. Next installment to come.