giving Steve a great deal of pleasure, while he became quite oral himself, saying things like, “Yeah, you like that daddy dick, don’t you boy? … come on, milk my bone … take it all down your throat.”
Michael got so into the dirty talk that he did something he hadn’t done in years. He swallowed Steve’s load, which just about made him scream, “Holy fuck! Oh shit! God damn!” And, Michael came without even touching himself.
Steve caught his breath and hopped off Michael’s face and looked down at the pool of cum on Michael’s belly, “You really liked that didn’t you, boy?”
But, Michael said nothing. He suddenly felt dirty and ashamed at what he did.
This time, he let Steve shower alone and was pretty quiet, barely saying goodbye as Steve left.
Afterward, Michael made up his mind that would be the last time he would see Steve. This was not healthy for him, and he knew he was falling for a guy who was unavailable and crossing a dangerous line with him. The following Friday, Steve e-mailed Michael asking if he wanted to go shopping with him on Saturday. Michael hesitated before answering and foolishly e-mailed, “Sure, call me. I should be home all day.”
The next day, Michael did something he hadn’t done in a decade. He actually stayed home all day, waiting for a man to call him. He never once dialed Steve’s number, and by around four, he realized Steve had no intention of contacting him.
Steve finally contacted Michael around five-thirty, and by e-mail, telling Michael he just got back from shopping and asking how Michael’s day was.
Michael e-mailed back, “Weren’t you going to call me to go with you?” and he wondered why he was giving Steve so much control over everything?
He e-mailed back, “Don’t be like that; I just needed time alone.”
Without hesitation this time, Michael e-mailed, “Steve, I don’t think I can see or have contact with you anymore. I waited here all day for someone else’s boyfriend to call me. This is not healthy for me, as I am not comfortable with this whole situation. You and your boyfriend have issues to work out, and I need to get on with my life. I really like you, but I am too old to be doing this. Please understand, Michael.”
Michael was proud of himself for cutting it off. However, he then sat at the computer waiting for Steve’s response rather than go out for the evening. Michael realized he was now becoming more obsessive while he was also becoming more miserable.
Why are my relationships never happy ones? He thought. What the hell is this situation with Steve?
Steve responded two hours later with “OK.” That was it, just OK. No goodbye, no protest, just OK. Michael was not even upset. It was over. It was time to move on.
Throughout all of this, Michael had told no one that he had met Steve Smith or that they were fooling around. He did not even share it with Dr. Mikowsky.
The secrecy had begun.
Chapter Six
Most of December was dull for Michael as he continued to work in the apartment and occasionally meet with Sharon, but he did not go out very much. He considered buying a car or renting one for the time he was there, but kept putting it off, finding one excuse or another not to do it. Michael would talk to a few guys at Results the Gym, but working out in the morning did not lend itself to establishing friendships as he pretty much kept to himself, and everyone there in the wee hours of the morning was concentrating on working out and getting to their jobs on time.
This was surprising as Michael was such a social person when he was home in California, but he had changed – Washington had changed him. He was so used to the show biz environment that he didn’t know how to function in a city full of lawyers and federal workers. He just didn’t fit in. He missed being in a writer’s room at a studio. Although that was work, it was always fun, even when they worked past midnight. Michael would bring Aunt Clara to work with
Michael got so into the dirty talk that he did something he hadn’t done in years. He swallowed Steve’s load, which just about made him scream, “Holy fuck! Oh shit! God damn!” And, Michael came without even touching himself.
Steve caught his breath and hopped off Michael’s face and looked down at the pool of cum on Michael’s belly, “You really liked that didn’t you, boy?”
But, Michael said nothing. He suddenly felt dirty and ashamed at what he did.
This time, he let Steve shower alone and was pretty quiet, barely saying goodbye as Steve left.
Afterward, Michael made up his mind that would be the last time he would see Steve. This was not healthy for him, and he knew he was falling for a guy who was unavailable and crossing a dangerous line with him. The following Friday, Steve e-mailed Michael asking if he wanted to go shopping with him on Saturday. Michael hesitated before answering and foolishly e-mailed, “Sure, call me. I should be home all day.”
The next day, Michael did something he hadn’t done in a decade. He actually stayed home all day, waiting for a man to call him. He never once dialed Steve’s number, and by around four, he realized Steve had no intention of contacting him.
Steve finally contacted Michael around five-thirty, and by e-mail, telling Michael he just got back from shopping and asking how Michael’s day was.
Michael e-mailed back, “Weren’t you going to call me to go with you?” and he wondered why he was giving Steve so much control over everything?
He e-mailed back, “Don’t be like that; I just needed time alone.”
Without hesitation this time, Michael e-mailed, “Steve, I don’t think I can see or have contact with you anymore. I waited here all day for someone else’s boyfriend to call me. This is not healthy for me, as I am not comfortable with this whole situation. You and your boyfriend have issues to work out, and I need to get on with my life. I really like you, but I am too old to be doing this. Please understand, Michael.”
Michael was proud of himself for cutting it off. However, he then sat at the computer waiting for Steve’s response rather than go out for the evening. Michael realized he was now becoming more obsessive while he was also becoming more miserable.
Why are my relationships never happy ones? He thought. What the hell is this situation with Steve?
Steve responded two hours later with “OK.” That was it, just OK. No goodbye, no protest, just OK. Michael was not even upset. It was over. It was time to move on.
Throughout all of this, Michael had told no one that he had met Steve Smith or that they were fooling around. He did not even share it with Dr. Mikowsky.
The secrecy had begun.
Chapter Six
Most of December was dull for Michael as he continued to work in the apartment and occasionally meet with Sharon, but he did not go out very much. He considered buying a car or renting one for the time he was there, but kept putting it off, finding one excuse or another not to do it. Michael would talk to a few guys at Results the Gym, but working out in the morning did not lend itself to establishing friendships as he pretty much kept to himself, and everyone there in the wee hours of the morning was concentrating on working out and getting to their jobs on time.
This was surprising as Michael was such a social person when he was home in California, but he had changed – Washington had changed him. He was so used to the show biz environment that he didn’t know how to function in a city full of lawyers and federal workers. He just didn’t fit in. He missed being in a writer’s room at a studio. Although that was work, it was always fun, even when they worked past midnight. Michael would bring Aunt Clara to work with
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