Page 9 of Sabastian

“Where I come from, Robby, men want one thing and at his age he wants to fuck me and nothing more.He may have a wife at home, and he’s in the closet.Second, he could have a jealous lover and I’m too young to get caught up in a love triangle.Third, he probably thinks I’m with you.”That was my intention, because I didn’t have time for a one-night stand, or any kind of relationship.I was moving away from Houston and long-distance relationships didn’t last.

“He’s a fool to think you and I are a pair.If that’s the case, he’s a fool and you don’t need him anyway,” Robby said, staring at him.“I can see myself sucking his rich cock.”I raised an eyebrow.Robby would, especially since I’d stated I wouldn’t be open to him.

“You know, Sabastian, I don’t care if he’s straight.Do you mind if I talk to him?”

“Hell yes, Robby.Leave him alone.”

I didn’t want to go back to my apartment and have to regret that evening where Robby would have found a way to take the man I could have had if I wasn’t so uptight with protecting my job.

“I’m going over and thank him for the drink.Then I can get a feel of who I’m dealing with.He is handsome and super-hot, but he looks like he’s passing through and wouldn’t be in Houston long, and I wouldn’t either.”

“Go over there and tell him, and don’t give up a chance to sleep with a man like him.If you don’t, I will and that’s a promise.I like one-night stands,” he said, his eyes wandering in the direction of the handsome man with an expensive suit and shoes who sat alone sipping his expensive drink.

“Since when are you going to meet anyone of his caliber?”

Since when did I listen to Robby?Robby hadn’t had an authentic thought or idea since I met him.I just didn’t want him to come back and tell me what I missed.Knowing Robby, he’d reveal every inch of the dude’s body, every mole, every beauty mark, and whether he had a cut cock or not.Whether he was a top or bottom, what he tasted like and how he smelled, and whether he had a thick or thin length, and whether it was hard or soft.

Nothing was off the table for Robby.For some reason I felt different about this guy, and I didn’t know why I couldn’t stand for someone else to have him.Glancing over at Robby, I rose from my seat and headed over to meetMr.Cute, handsome, and fuck-me if you don’t want me to suck your cock.

The thought of Robby corralling this handsome sophisticated dude, propelled me to do things I’d said no to, and set boundaries, but there were no boundaries and no walls too high I had been willing to climb to get to him.

I blamed Robby when I finally got my courage.Now I was ready to take a leap of faith, but before I headed in his direction, two dudes stood on both sides of him with one leaning in and whispering in Mr.Cute, Mr.Handsome’s ear.

From Mr.Cute’s body language, and I couldn’t read it well, he wasn’t interested in the one to his left, but the dude on his right, he wore a wide smile as broad as anything, but his eyes werenoton that dude, but I watched as he stole a glance my way.

I was the one he wanted, and because I was slow, I may have lost my chance.What made it worse was Robby hitting me on the shoulder.“See what I mean.When you’re slow you blow.Do you think he would sit there and wait for you all night, especially since he had a drink.A drink does all kinds of things for the libido.I know, because some of my best sex happened during drinking.I felt free and the dude I was with was loose and willing to try different positions.And if the dude was bisexual as this one appears to be, or in the closet, the drinks soften them up, and then they would let me fuck them with lube of course.”

“Of course.”That was what I was saying, Robby would ruin it for anyone if he got to the man first.There would be no end to him telling everything.Some things you didn’t want to hear and that was why I left Robby before he walked in front and made a move in the dude’s direction.

That’s what propelled me in front of the piano and in front of him.

I found myself standing near him and he glanced up at me and smiled.That smile sealed it for me, and I didn’t know what did it for him.“My name is Cameron, and you are?”he said.

“Just call me Sam.”I had to keep my identity hidden just in case it got to a different stage, and the way he held my hand, and looked into my eyes and our eyes locked, my cock twitched and pre-come threatened to escape.I’d fallen in love with this dude at first sight, and I was half his age.Was that possible?Love at first sight where I saw my life changing in ways I couldn’t comprehend.

“For a moment, I thought you were someone I knew?” he said.Did he mean he’d offered a drink to the wrong man?

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