Rocky Road
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The World Wide Web open avenues, to places and programs, previously untouched. The ICQ prgram, for instance, gives you the option of seeking out friends with similar interests, messaging and chatboard options, and the ability to exchange voice messages and pictures. It's a good way to find a friend, but sometimes you find a little bit more in the process. I found out the hard way, in ever sense of the word. Not that I'm complaining about it, far from it. It was just a little unexpected to say the least. It all started out as an innocent internet chat. I never expected it to progress into an encounter of the erotic kind. It just snowballed and I got caught up in it and I couldn't get out.
I had just logged onto ICQ and did a search to see who was online and his name appeared. Rocky was a young, gay, 23 year old dude who was still in the closet, and was looking for some gay friends to balance his Clark Kent Supergay lifestyle. It was something I could relate to, still having a foot in the closet door myself. I had tried talking to him before, but I was either ignored, or he was not at his pc at the time perhaps, so I hadn't bothered trying to get back to him. Now he was contacting me.
"Hi. Wanna chat?" he asked.
"Sure." I replied, "How ya doin?"
"Good! A little stressed with work! You?"
"Im, okay too. Thanks."
"Well I supposed I better do the right thing and authorise you."
"Its okay, dude. You don't have to feel obligated if you don't want to do it."
"I'd like to! The more chat buddies the better! Besides, I don't know too many gay people, I'm very non-scene myself!"
"I can understand that. I'm non-scene too."
"Besides, I like older guys!"
"So you're a dude with good taste, I see." I said laughingly.
"I guess so! Why no pics of you on your web page?"
"I couldn't compete with all those other studs I have there."
"Not obese and balding are we?"
"Actually I am."
"Hahaha. Really?"
"I wouldn't lie to you. Got no reason to do that."
Normally at this point when you serve some guys a dose of good hard truth, they back off a mile a minute. Its not unusual for them to chat with you and get to know you and the second they find out you are not an 18 year old Calvin Klein model with a body to go with it, they drop you cold without a thought. Its kind of rude to be chatting with someone for fifteen minutes or more and then be ignored just because you tell them you aren't some sort of Greek God. Can I help it if I'm in my thirties, have no hair, am getting fat despite all attempts to prevent it, and I wear contacts? Beauty doesn't last forever. Least that's my excuse anyway. So I expected loverboy here to either suddenly disappear or say he had to leave, but he surprised me. He stayed.
"But are you cute? Balding can be very sexy! You should see the guy around here in the post offices! Yum!"
"If I was cute I wouldn't be single." As all gay guys with low self-esteem would think.
"Geez, you sound like me a few years ago! The old "If I am cute, why am I single" kind of line!
"So do you have a boyfriend, Rocky?
"Yep, for 3 years now. But it's cool, we have both played around with other guys!"
"Why would you want to play around with other guys when you have each other?"
"A bit of variety! It makes you realise how good you are to each other. We have limitations of course."
"I don't believe in playing around."
"Fair enough! I have only done it once, but it kind of makes you feel, dunno, weird I guess. I hated it when he did it, and I only did it as revenge. I think I felt worse about it afterwards, but at least I didn't spend the night (as in the whole night) in bed getting up to stuff with a stranger. I had a quick dalliance that left me feeling like I shouldn't have even bothered."
"Revenge is a lousy motivation, Rocky."
"I know that now! But was young and stupid at the time!"
Yet you still play around now?"
"Haven't for, ooh, over 2 years I guess, we hit a bit of a rough patch while I was very busy with Uni work, and didn't have or make enough time for the relationship. It nearly broke up!"
"So you're just looking for online friends?
"Yeah, people I can chat with while at work, about stuff the rest of the guys in the office don't know about. Maybe make friends locally to meet up with and chat. Like I said, I'm VERY non-scene, I like older guys (even though my boyfriend is two years younger!), and have, well, really no gay friends! I think I was bypassed on the Gaydar installation when it comes to that kind of spotting!"
"So what are you looking for in a friend Rocky?"
"I don't know really! Someone I can just chat with about stuff, have a perve session together, have a laugh, a coffee, see a movie, whatever. You?"
"Don't get me wrong, it sounds good. But doesn't your boyfriend fill those needs? Isn't that what a boyfriend is for?"
"Yeah, but I don't have any guy mates (gay etc) to chat with about stuff. I mean a perve with the girls is OK, but not the same, and besides, the boyfriend lives in the city, and I live way across the city on the outer suburbs, and my fuel bill reflects it! Besides it's cheaper to stay at home!"
"Well I'm certainly too far away from you to be of much help."
"Aha! But closer to Uni for a coffee and a chat!"
"Sadly, I don't drive so its not much use."
"But I do! Would you be happy to meet in real life some time?"
"I reckon we could do that as we got to know one another. But are you sure a gym rat like you wants to be seen with a fat baldy guy like me?"
"Gym rat is a bit of an overstatement! Besides, I go for personality more than looks!"
"Personality more than looks? I'm sure your boy friend would like to hear you say that. Haha."
"I think we'd be the same on that front! He's busy with exams and work at the moment."
"Oh okay, do you collect pics Rocky?"
"I love to collect print and add to my "Scrapbook" but it's a bit risky at work. But I love looking at them!"
"What sort of pics do you like Rocky?"
"Pretty much anything goes! I have a mad fetish/attraction (and a major turn on) with hairy chests!"
"Are you hairy-chested? Is your boy friend?"
"I'm slightly fuzzy, so is the boy friend, you?"
"Yes, I am. What's your boyfriends name?"
"Brendan."
"Nice name. One of my friends in primary school was Brendan. He was a good kid."
"So is my one!" Rocky said smiling.
"I bet he is, if he's anything like you."
"Thanks for that! So I'm guessing you're not a fat and balding guy after all then!"
"Then you guess wrong, kiddo."
"How fat are we talking? Over 110kg?"
"You got this thing about fat eh? I'm under 110 but not by much. I used to be trim taunt and terrific but when I hit mid-thirty I got a bit of a pot and nothing I've done seem to gets rid of it. It's depressing but I'm getting used to it."
"I was wondering if you were some sort of amorphous blob, or just like the average Joe in the population, with a little extra on the sides, that's all! We all have a bit of excess! Trust me I do, that's why I joined the gym, and Dad having a heart attack, and my Grandpa dying from a stroke. You've got to rebel against those genes! Stay alive!"
"Yeah it's a genetic thing. My old man has a pot gut and looks like the typical Aussie ocker but, like me, he's not even a drinker."
"Yeah, sounds like my old man, but he just eats way too much!"
"Do you have a pic of yourself Rocky?"
"I have a really bad one, the JPEG stuffed up a little. It's from a housewarming where I went as GI Joe!"
So we did the ritual exchange of pics, as happens from time to time on ICQ. I sent him to my personal website where he gleamed some personal information about me, including my weekend hobby of perving on Aussie sportstars in tight white football shorts playing Aussie Rules football in Winter, and staring at the lifesaving studs in their tantalizingly tight speedos in summer. He seemed like a nice guy, someone I could be a good friend with. We were establishing rapport for a long lasting friendship, however, both of us weren't quite following the same agenda as I was soon to find out.
"You follow the North Melbourne Kangaroos football team?"
"Oh yeah!"
"I suppose I can't complain! I prefer Rugby league and the Melbourne Storm team. I love the Storm! Not into AFL all that much, although there's a few cuties in the pack!"
"So do you have an extensive library of images etc? Judging by what you sent before and your webpage, I bet you have heaps."
"Not heaps but something has to keep me going."
"C'mon, surely you get some action?"
"With my hand? Yep, most mornings and every night."
"Haha! So no-one offers to "lend a hand" at all?"
"Lots of offers but they're all interstate or overseas - I think that's why they offer. It's safe because I can't take them up on it."
"Not to worry! Do you have a video collection? I have only ever seen a couple that Brendan bought, but would love to watch more with a friend or something. So do you have videos? Or only pics? Maybe I should have a look at them as well one day!"
"Don't think you'd find many hairy chests in videos."
"Hey, as long as they are getting it on together, it's still a turn on! I said I like hairy guys, but twinks are OK as well! I mean what do you think I get to see in the gym?"
"I'd never survive in the gym, I wouldnt be able to keep it down."
"It can be hard!," Rocky said laughing at the double meaning, I meant it can be hard to control ones thoughts and reactions! Have you seen some of those sexy demi-gods in those gym mags, for instance? And Mum thinks I get them for the articles!"
"Exercise for Men, Mens Fitness, yeah I used to subscribe to them till it got to be too expensive. Sometimes I think those ones are more erotic that the hardcore stuff."
"Absolutely! It leaves more to the imagination!"
"Hehe. So you've got a good imagination too, eh Rocky?"
"XXX rated! Hey, maybe I could come around one day and you could show me your collection?"
"Hehe. That sounds like a cheesy opening line."
"Yeah, but I'm taken!" Rocky replies grinning.
"Story of my life."
"The drought will end!"
"So everyone keeps saying."
"And then there's the 'It will happen when you least expect it to' cliche, but that's what happened to me! It turned out to be true!"
"I'm destined to remain a cyber-porn pimp and that's it."
"Hahahaa! What a term! Almost as bad a Bacon Rind as a term of endearment! (From a friend of mine!)"
"I think I heard that on a movie or somewhere, the bacon rind thing."
"Really? So I have found another Angel worshipper then? Man, he is sex on legs!"
"He can put the bite on me anytime!"
"Man, you're such fun to talk with!"
"It's my online persona."
"Really? I wouldn't have picked you for a multiple personality!"
"Depends on which one of me you chat to."
"I think I like you a lot to chat with!"
"Thanks Rocky, nice to know someone likes me for something."
"All this negativity! It can't be good!"
"That's why its called negativity." I said grinning.
"Man, you're fun. Wanna meet in real life?"
Before I could give my reply, both of us were called to work, so our imminent meeting was postponed for a day. Guess I would have to wait a little longer before meeting this mystery man. Why was he so insistent on meeting up anyway. I'm flattered that he'd want to, but I've never met anyone from ICQ in real life before. The best is yet to come.
To be continued....
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