What We Did In Bangkok (Straight Guys Book 5) by Steve Milton

Author:Steve Milton [Milton, Steve]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2015-08-13T04:00:00+00:00

Fourth Chapter

I awoke to hot sun through the window. My first thoughts were “Bangkok vacation!” My next thoughts were memories of what had happened the previous night. Ever the optimist, I decided that Bryan had probably been drunk and wouldn’t even recollect what happened, and things would go on as before. Or we’d laugh about it. Didn’t fraternity brothers give each other late-night handjobs in the sauna sometimes and then laugh about it? Didn’t soldiers on the front lines sometimes help each other out?

10 A.M. came, then 11, and I hadn’t heard anything from Bryan’s room. He’d normally be up by now. At noon, I decided to make a direct inquiry. I knocked on his door, “Hey, Bryan?”

“Oh, hi, yeah, come in.”

He was sitting on his bed, freshly showered and fully clothed, staring straight ahead at the wall mirror, a blank face. I asked him whether he wants to go out to get some lunch.

“Oh, I’m ok for now, thanks. You can go by yourself if you want.”

I felt deflated, rejected, as silly and ridiculous as that was; he only wanted some time to consider the previous night, and he might very well have been uncomfortable face-to-face with his best friend who’d just given him the handjob of his life. I left Bryan’s room without saying anything, and sat down on that same sofa again, making amused mental note of dried semen on the table and carpet, not to mention my shirt.

It was a one-two hit, first the new sexual experience of the previous evening, and now the emotional side, the feeling rejected and dejected because the previous night’s fling didn’t want to have lunch with me the morning after. I felt ridiculous. I felt gay. Brojob for a friend in need is one thing, but now I was going to sit at home and pout because my buddy didn’t want to join me for lunch?

I went to my room to shower before I’d set off to lunch on my own. I undressed in front of the mirror, sniffing Bryan’s dried cum as I removed my shirt, and wondering what Bryan would think of my body. He’d seen my body, most of it, in gym locker rooms and beaches and so on -- but not like this. What was “this” anyway? Was Bryan aware of the same thing? Was that why he was hiding in his room?

I soaped up my body, feeling my cock anew for the second time. It felt puny but ready to fuck.

I dried off, threw my precum-soaked boxers in the laundry pile, and put on fresh clothes to go out. I stepped out of my bedroom like a man about town -- suddenly having a hesitation about how gay the “man about town who doesn’t care what Bryan thinks” sounds, and a second hesitation when I heard Bryan yelling out to me that he’s ready to join me for lunch.

In the taxi, I tried not to stare at his face, and definitely not to size up his entire body.

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