Sam and Kevin - part 4

I looked into his eyes. There was love, there was hope and there was definitely lust in them. They were shining. At that moment I realized that in his arms where I want to be. I nodded my head and got in to the car. I was sure that I heard him say “yes” while pumping his fist in the air. He got in to the car and looked at me with a mischievous grin. The drive was indeed about 10 minutes with silence between us. I wasn’t sure what to say. I was afraid, nervous. Its not like my first time with a guy. But this is special; he is special. I sent a text to Arun saying that I am going to have “desert”.

He lived in a quiet neighborhood down town. It was a nice house as I could see from outside with a nice garden. He opened the door and invited me in. I released a big sigh and went in. it was a nice house, Very nice actually. Not too much furniture, decorated in Japanese style. He took my jacket and hang it somewhere.
 
“would you like a tour of my humble adobe sir ?”

“yeah of course”

House had two bed rooms, nice kitchen, dining room, living room and a den. It was very nice. Very inviting. Final phase of the tor was his bed room. My heart started to beat fast again.

“so this is where I was dreaming about you last couple of weeks”

“yeah right”

“seriously Sam. I wanted you since the first time I saw you..”

I lean towards him and gave a kiss on his cheeks. He grabbed me and pulled towards him. I didn’t resist. He hugged me tight. I hid my face in his neck. I could smell him. Yes his smell so sweet and arousing. I kissed his neck. He gave a slight moan. He took my face with his big palms and looked in to my eyes. I saw the lust. I just lost and gave up to him. He kissed my lips. Wow talk about electric shocks. I just melted myself into his arms trusting him with everything I can.

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I woke up next morning in a strange place, I couldn’t think where I was. Then I felt a hand resting on my chest. Then I remember Kevin asked me to stay last night and I agreed. Wow what a night it was. The best night of my life. I can hear the breathing sound of him. I just lay there thinking of last night. Couple of minutes later he stirred and opened his eyes.

“Good morning hon”

Ahh did he just called me honey ??? wow.

“good morning love” I replied.

He pulled me and spooned me. As much as like to stay like this I wanted to use the bathroom.

“Kevin I need to go to bathroom”

“no stay”

“do you want me to wet the bed ?”

“ahh no I guess. Go. and come soon”

I used the bathroom and used some mouth wash. When I went back to the room he was fully awake and went to bathroom. But left the door open.

“so what are your plans for today Sam ?”

“mmm nothing I guess. Got little bit home work to do. Other than that, nothing. ”

“ok do you wanna go to your dorm ?”

“I should at some point”

“ok will have breakfast and then I ll drop you there. Finish your homework and give me a call. Now get in to the shower with me. So we can save some water.”

“ok”

Shower was not the only thing we did if you get what I mean. We had a simple breakfast and he took me to dorm.

“call me ok. See ya later love”

“see you Kevin”

I went to cafeteria because I know this time of Saturday my gang should be there. As I hoped all were there.

“good morning guys and girls”

“so how was the desert ?”

That’s what Arun wanted to know.

“it was delicious”

“wow. Lucky you.”

“yeah I am”

“so whats next Sam ?” jenny asked me.

“I don’t know Jenny. I guess I ll meet him again today, evening. Oh by the way he called me honey, love, babe and sweet heart”

I got a big laugh from the gang.

“all together ?”

“no dumb ass. Different times, different occasions. ”

“I guess it means there is something. You just don’t call anyone like that”

Tyler said.

“I hope so. Ok guys I got to finish homework. So that I can go out with Kevin. See you guys later”

I started to write the essay I have to write but couldn’t concentrate. So I decided to go to the coffee shop at “the bookmark”. I got my laptop and went there. Luckily my usual corner was available. I got a coffee and some cake to go with it. Coffee can always relax my mind. I finished the essay within an hour, e mailed it to myself as a backup and closed the laptop.

“you done with it ?”

“Kevin… were you here all this time ? and didn’t even talk to me ?.”

“yeah but didn’t trouble you”

“its no trouble. Whats the plan now ?”

“nothing much really. Just hang out ? go for a ride ?”

“I like a ride.”

"yeah i gather that much last night"

"yeah like you didn't like it"

"ok ok we both did. now can we go ? i have something to show you....."

Sam and Kevin - part 3

I don’t know how many jeans and t-shirts I tried. Strangely, none of them seemed quite appropriate for the occasion. After about couple of hours Arun and I agreed on a blue fit jeans and a light yellow t-shirt. I found a matching blue sport jacket to go with the outfit. A couple of minutes before 6 there was a light knock on the door. Arun answered it. There he was, Kevin the stunning. He was wearing ocean blue jeans, a navy blue t-shirt and an off white jacket.

“This is for you”, he said giving me a nicely wrapped parcel.

“Thank you Kevin. Shall I open it?”

“Go ahead I am sure you’ll like it.”

Oh my God, it was chocolate! He remembered that I loved chocolate. And thank God he didn’t bring me flowers. I thanked him again and gave him a peck on his cheek. I hid the chocolates because if Arun found them, there would be nothing left for me.

Kevin had a red Ford Mustang 2001. I loved the car. We left the top open since it was a nice day. I got into the car before Kevin could open the door for me. Being gentlemanly is very nice. But I am not a girl. He started the car and looked at me as if to ask “Shall we?” I nodded my approval.

“So where exactly are we going?” I asked.

“Its called Ciccone’s. A nice family run restaurant. They use real cheese, homemade pastas and breads, and the soup’s made from scratch.”

“Sounds delicious.”

“Yeah you’ll see.”

It was a nice little restaurant and was almost full. Luckily Kevin had a reservation. We were seated immediately. A server came and handed out the menu and asked what we would like to drink. I asked for coke as I was not allowed alcoholic drinks yet. Kevin asked for same even though he could get anything. It was so sweet of him. The menu looked beautiful, but I didn’t know what to order as I didn’t know much about Italian cuisine. Kevin came to my rescue.

“There are a few things I could suggest. You can have Capellini, also called Angel Hair pasta because it’s a very thin type of pasta. It goes good with Shrimp Scampi, a shrimp dish with garlic butter. There’s also Fettuccine Alfredo which is a fettuccine pasta dish tossed with Parmesan cheese and butter.”


“What are you gonna have?”

“I’ll take the Fettuccine Alfredo”

“Ok then, I’ll have the other one so that we can share. And I’d like brochette for appetizers. ”

The waiter came with our drinks and we placed the order for the food. He said that the main dishes would be ready in 15 minutes and that he would soon return with the appetizers. He left us and we began to talk about ourselves.

“So Sam, tell me about your family and your life in Sri Lanka?”

I told him about my life there and how things had been with me. Then I asked about his life. He was always very reluctant to talk about that. But I wanted to know.

“Well, what should I say…my father died about 10 years ago. My mother threw me out when I told her I am gay. So I haven’t talked to her since.”

“I am sorry”

“Don’t be. It was a long time back and I am completely ok. I have my own business now and I enjoy my work.”

“So tell me Kevin, why is a guy as handsome as you still single?”

“I was saving myself for you.”

“Come on! I am serious”

“So am I. I mean I was saving myself for the right guy. And I believe there is a very good chance that it’s you even though we barely know each other. I am not saying that I didn’t have anyone before. I had. But nothing was more than 6 months. What about you?”

“We don’t have freedom like here in Sri Lanka. I have had sex a couple of times but nothing serious.”

“Cool”

“No its not” I said with a smile.

Our food arrived. Indeed, as Kevin had said, it was awesome. I ate all of mine and some of Kevin’s. The server asked what we would like for desert. I remembered the desert analogy of Arun and couldn’t stop laughing. Both Kevin and the server looked at me with the “what’s so funny” look. Kevin ordered cannoli for desert. It’s a Sicilian desert which looks like a tube. Kevin told me that the meaning of word cannoli is “the tube”. It was as awesome as the food. Kevin picked up the tab. I didn’t say anything as instructed by my gang. They had said since he asked me out he should pay for it.

“So Sam are you up for a movie?”

“I am up for anything.”

“In that case I say we skip the movie.”

“I mean I am up for any movie.”

“Liar”, Kevin playfully hit my shoulder.

“So Sam seriously, movie ?”

“Yeah cool. What are we watching?”

“There is a new movie called ‘A Beautiful Mind’ staring Russell Crowe.”

“Ok by me”

It was a very nice movie. We both enjoyed it. I am not sure what I enjoyed most, the movie or Kevin’s arm around my shoulder. By the time the movie finished my heart was beating very fast. What next? The night was still young. I didn’t want this night to end.

“So Sam what do you want to do now?”

“This is your date as well as mine, you know. You don’t have to do everything I want. Tell me what would you like to do?”

“Hmmm beach?” Kevin asked with hopeful voice.

“Alright then, beach it is.”

It was about 30 minutes drive to the beach. We got out of the car, got rid of our jackets and shoes. We walked along the beach for about 20 minutes. We were holding hands. No one spoke anything. We were just enjoying each other’s presence around. We walked back to the car.

“Sammie, my apartment is just 10 minutes walk from here. You want to come for a coffee or something?”

Oh God what should I say? Accept or reject? If I reject will he think I don’t like him? If I accept will he think I am a slut who has sex on a first date? What should I do?

Sam and Kevin - chapter 2

Campus started. It was really a nice, new and enjoyable experience. However there was the division of Asians and westerners. We were friends with other Asians but not much with white students. They weren’t being racists at all, just not comfortable with us I guess. But after some times when we worked together, play together, eat together and shower together, we gotten to know each other and the distance flew away. Arun and I were always together. There was Anita an Indian girl, Joe her boy friend, Tyler from Canada and jenny from LA. We all together were one big gang. No one could say my name right. So I just became Sam for short. Arun and I being gay was a known fact to our gang. No one had a problem with that. But we kept it to our group. Even though it’s not illegal in here, there can always be gay haters.

I went to “the bookmark” couple of times again. There was a coffee shop next to the bookshop. It was actually a part of bookshop. I started to go there some evenings, when I want to read a book or may be an assignment to finish. Kevin (that was his name) came and talked at least couple of words every time. We talked about ourselves, family, studies, politics and everything. We became kind of friends. We were talking about movies one day and the topic ‘Brokeback Mountain’ was on discussion.

“Except for the beautiful scenes I don’t know what’s so good about that movie.”

That’s my idea of the movie.

“Why because it’s a gay movie?”

Kevin sounded like irritated.

“Not at all. But I am not sure what the movie trying to say. The sex scenes are so….well they are just sex. No emotion or love in it. That proves the gay stereotype right, that we only care about sex”

“Did you say ‘we’ ?”

Of shit…… I am dead. It slipped away. Now what am I gonna do ? just say it’s a mistake or accept ? what if he freak out ? I didn’t know what to say. I was just looking at my coffee.

“hey man it’s cool. No worries. I am not gonna freak out or anything. Actually I am glad you said that ?”

“what ?”

“you see from the first day I saw you I was so drooling over you. I wanted to ask you on a date but I wasn’t sure if you are gay.”

Is this happening ? The man of my dream is gay and he is asking me out ? I must be dreaming.

“now everything is clear, would you go on a date with me ?”

I am flying. I can see the sun. moon and stars all at the same time. I hear the violins playing.

“so Sam what do you say ? please say yes please”

“Yes yes yes. I will”

Kevin gave me that smile which melts my heart. Damned if I said no. how could I ? That’s what I wanted always.

“so can I pick you at 6 Friday ?”

“where are we going ?”

“you like Italian ?” I nodded.

“ok there is a nice Italian restaurant about 15 minutes drive from here. Then we can go and see a movie. If you are ok with that.”

“sounds like a plan”

I could do no more studies. I closed my laptop and told Kevin its time for me to go. He offered to drive me but I decline. I wasn’t sure how I walked to the hostel. Somehow I did. Arun was in room.

“what happened?”

“Kevin asked me on a date.”

“he did what ?”

Then I explained him what happened.

“you should dance around you idiot. Why are you like this ?”

“I don’t know. You know I never gone on a date. I even don’t know what to do.”

“that’s not a problem. Let me call an emergency meeting”

In 30 minutes out gang was in cafeteria. Arun explained the reason for the meeting. Tyler and jenny explained me the fine art of dating. What to do what not to do and all. But I wasn’t convinced.

“all those are for straight people isn’t it ? do you think it’s gonna work for gay people ?”

“honey gay or straight, dating is same.” jenny told us.

“whats after the dinner ?” I asked.

“normally desert comes after the dinner”

“ha ha very funny. I mean should I do it on the first date or should I wait till the second or third date ?”

“hey don’t look at me. I don’t do dates. I just skip the dinner and jump to the desert part.” Arun said.

“that’s where no one else can help you. You ll have to decide that yourself. You ll have to follow your instinct.” Tyler answered my question.

“thanks guys for your help” I thanked them.

“you ll be fine. Just don’t forget the condoms and KY gel”

I smiled.

Sam and Kevin - chapter 1

Amith wanted me to write this story. He thinks that if I write this and share it with other people, it might help me to overcome some of my feelings. I guess he is right. I have never said these to anyone before. Here it goes. My own story…………….

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Everything started after I got to know that we are wealthier than I thought we are. I started to demand things I never did before because I never thought we could afford them. First I wanted to go to an International School. I thought that’s the best way to polish my English. Then I stop studying for the GCE O/L and took London O/L instead, then London A/L. by the time I am 17, I have finished school. At the same time I changed school, my brother and I managed to convince my father to build a new house. We three together made the house plan. That’s where I got interested for architecture for the first time. After A/L I wanted to study to become an architect.

I knew I was gay since puberty. I never had feelings for girls. However I had a girl friend when I was 15-16 years old. That’s mostly to show off to my friends. I had my first gay experience when I was 11 years old. That was a sleepover at a friends’ place. One thing leads to another and we did some fooling around. However we weren’t capable of Cumming at that time. My real gay experience happened when I was 14. A bridge near to my house was renovating those days. He was an engineer there.

I have to walk about 10 minutes to my home from the main road. I pass that bridge every day. First he smiled and I returned it. Couple of days later he waved and I returned that too. One day he wasn’t there to wave or smile. I was sad but I saw him waiting around the corner. He walked me home. This continued couple of days. One day I invited him to my home because no one was there. That day I let him guide me through the things that I have dreamed of doing with another guy. He was a good teacher and a great guy too.

The reason why I wanted to go abroad for my higher studies was not because they had good study programs there. I simply wanted to get away from Sri Lanka, where I can explore more about myself without hiding, somewhere I can e myself. With lot of research, based on study programs and sexual freedom I chose university of California in Los Angeles AKA UCLA. My best friend Arun also decided to follow me there. I was majoring in architecture and he chose interactive media.

It is a must that first years have to stay in hostels. As much as Arun and I wanted to rent an apartment, we had to obey the rules. We both were 17 years old, minors hence there had to be a guardian assigned. Luckily an uncle of Arun was living in Los Angeles those days. He became our guardian. He never interfered with our lives; he was there just for the paper.

We left Sri Lanka 2 weeks before the orientation. Arun’s Uncle Sean had come to meet us to the airport. We planned to stay with him till the university starts. He was a really nice guy. He treated us like adults. He took care of all the legal stuff; it was easy since he is an attorney. Both Arun and I wanted to buy cars but Sean (he insisted we call him just Sean) pointed out since we will be living in hostel, there is less chance we will need it. He said we can use one of his cars whenever we need it. We accepted. Either he or his friend Andrew took us all around the city. We were wandering what kind of friend he was.

Mean while we prepared ourselves for the task ahead. Andrew suggested we should buy new cloths which match LA style. We sure didn’t want to be seen like men from mars. Arun wanted the craziest thing in the stores. I always tried the more conservative, but trendy look. I gave up my nerdy looking spectacles and bought new stylish one. We bought many jeans, different colors and different styles. Then we went laptop shopping. Arun bought an apple mac, I bought a good old reliable, durable Dell.

3 days before the campus start, we could get to the hostel. It was ok. Not great. But ok. We moved our things from Sean’s to our new room. Andrew had played some politics and could get Arun and me the same room. We were yet to buy the books we needed. So we went to the information counter and asked for a good book shop. She suggested “The Bookmark”. It was about 10 minutes walk from the campus. It was a huge bookshop. We didn’t know where to find what we wanted. We were roaming around with the list when a hunky guy came and asked,

“Can I help you sir”

“you certainly can”

Arun jumped and answered. But not before checking him out well. I gave him the list. He looked at it and helped me find what I wanted. I was following him and checking him out. He was a Greek god; Perfect physique, heart melting smile. Thankfully Arun was after another guy. So I could have him for myself. My gaydar is working overtime. I got the signals from him but didn’t try to push it.

“All done”

He said after finding all we wanted. I thanked him and paid for th books. Then I found Arun, grabbed him and went back to hostel.

“That guy is off limit to you ok?”

I told Arun. I had to mark my territory.

“keep him. Don’t want him. You know anyway I don’t like white skin.”
Arun liked dark guys. Thank god.