This is a fictional tale of this hot guy I met online. I don't totally remember how i got to his chat page. But I remember at one point finding him on post and then on Twitter. I have chatted with the guy a few times, but not hooked up. James is a bicurious,. average guy with average body and a nice bearded face. But it's his cock and balls that make me crazy. Perfect size. About 7 or so inches long and with a nice curve. And a set of balls I could eat for days.
Well as mentioned. It's a tale of fiction as we have not physically met. And I don't see that really happening. But one can hope.
Enjoy. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Me & James O (29)
... I had been shattered after what I had seen in my old apartment. After catching my boyfriend and my roommate fucking like wild rabbits in my bed. There in the old apartment I had shared with sed roommate. I had so fallen for James (my boyfriend). Deeply fallen for this gorgeous man that seemed to make me feel better than anyone had ever made me feel before him. I wanted a forever with him. And I had trusted m roommate. We had been friends for years. And even though I knew he was a slut, I never cared as he never pushed the boundaries of our friendship. He had never crossed the line, never tried to take my guy. But then he did. And it was James he took. The guy he didn't even want before. But I found him face down on my bed and James slamming his big hard dick into his whore ass. So I had been ever so betrayed by both of them.and after a rough time of yelling and cursing and breaking with both of them, I was alone. Truly alone now. And I hated it. Hated it so. But it was better that then fool myself that either of them actually cared for me. Heck, I really didn't think anyone gave a shit about me after that.
"I am so alone now" I said to myself again "I will never love again" "Can't risk the pain again"
So after it all I buried myself in work. James had stopped trying after my cussing him out multiple times. And Jaden never really tried to reconcile. He easily moved on without regard for what he did. And he never tried to call me either.
"Piece of total shit!" I crowed "We were best buds" "But I should have known that he might do something like this" "Fucking whore"
I started to hang out with straight people for a bit. That way I could avoid and gay Interaction. As at this point I hated that I was gay. Not because of me, but because I was now on the believe that no gay man could be true and or monogamist. That I was a rare bird that would never find anyone to be with. And after a while I became comfortable with my whole situation. I was okay with being alone. As my mom used to say, 'better alone than in bad company'. But it would be on a night out with my straight friends that I would come across James again. Something I was not expecting at all.
"Yeah sure. I will come out" I said to my friend Lisa "I need to get out and do something" "Yes. You have been stuck at home for weeks now" she said back. "You need life"
Well I met her and a few others at a cool music bar and grill. Good food, drink and live music. A nice atmosphere to enjoy myself. But as I sat there listening to the live band play out some old Rick n roll I was just looking about the place. I don't know what told me to, but it was like a little voice in my head urging me to look about. And that was when I saw James. My James. He had just walked in with two others. His friends looked up eat and ready to party. But his face was dour and almost unhappy looking. My heart both sank and thumped in my chest. I could not believe we were in the same building as one another. And I felt my anger rising back up in me. But deep inside I was almost happy to see his handsome face. Even if he did looked scraggled and worn.
"Shiit!" I huffed as I turned away from seeing him. Afraid he might see me looking as my eyes lingered in his features too long. "What. What is it?" Lisa asked me "Fuck. It's my ex" I said back "Who?" She chirped "The one that cheated on you?"
I felt my heart begun to race in my chest. I could not help it. It had been many many months since the rough breakup. And I still felt that tingle for him, even now.
"I gotta get outta here" I stated "Don't want to see him"
She agreed and then I stood up. We hugged and I started to move through the crowds to leave. Not looking anywhere but towards the door. That was when I heard someone shout my name. I pushed through people faster now. More determined to leave. But as I got to the front hall I heard it again. My name. I stopped and then turned. Afraid of whom it was. Yet it was who I thought. It was James. I saw him and he saw it was me. He smiled softly.then just looked at me for a few moments. Then he raised his hand up to say hello.
"Hey" he huffed as he.pulled up that hand in the hello gesture.
I just looked at him. Looked at the man that I had so fallen for, the man that broke my heart into a millions pieces. I wanted to run at him and punch him, but didn't. Hell I couldn't. It was James, and unfortunately I still loved him. And seeing him only brought it back. Like a bomb.
"Hi" I said back with a quiver in my voice "What, what are you doing here?"
He stepped closer to me. His eyes lighting up more yet filling with moisture. I felt my own eyes start to wet up too. He looked like hell. His beard full and I shaven. Looking like someone that had not been friends with a shower in a while. There were dark circles under his eyes and he just looked drawn out. His clothes wrinkled and not sharp like he always wore them. It immediately occured to me that our breakup was affecting him too. Maybe he was sorry and or remorseful. But as I felt my heart almost melt, I felt and remembered the pain of his betrayal. How he did it, regardless of what he felt now. He did it. Cheated on me when he knew how much I adored him.
"Friends suggested I go out" he said "Me too" I answered "You look like shit" "Yeah. Probably do" "But don't care"
He passed and sighed. Then he wiped away at his eyes. I could see more tears welling up in them. And he tried to talk more. But his voice began to crack with his anguish.
"I broke your heart" he stated "I did something Soo fucking stupid" "And it is my fault"
He sniffles up some snot as he tries to continue. But his tears became more I overwhelming as he looked at me. "I am so so sorry baby" he then blurted "I fucked up and I have suffered for it"
He went in to say that his life went into the dumpster after it. Feeling sorry for himself after each attempt to reconcile with me. To beg for a forgiveness I was not sure I could give him. I mean I understood that he was bisexual and he had thoughts for women. But he was with me at the time. And rather than tell me he was interested in someone else. He just fucked them behind my back. Not telling me to my face what was in his head.
"I cannot fix what I did" he continued "I just hope you can forgive me one day" "And I do hope you find happiness"
He then turned to let me go. He turned and then stopped in his tracks. Then looked back at me to end our conversation with something to leave me with.
"I- I love you!" He huffed
Then he started to cry. Then he walked away and headed back into the bar. I felt a punch of weight hit my chest. And I could barely breath. Taking in a pain filled and laboured breath. I moved to the wall to try and catch a better breath. Thinking I may just pass out from the intense rush of emotion as it poured over me. And i just pushed his name out through the tears spilling from my eyes now. Just repeating his name over and over. I was able to compose myself enough to finally leave. A few people near the door and outside looking at me as the tears trickled down my face and I wiped at my eyes. I got to my car and started it. The radio came on and the. For some reason I erupted into a river of emotion and started to just bael in my car. The tears seemingly now wanting to stop. And my chest hurt, a lot. I felt I would get no relief from this new pain.
"Ohh God. Oh God James. James. James" I cried... ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ To be continued