For the Better 2

The following morning I woke up in a haze. I did not recall what had happened last night, but when I saw Adam sleeping next to me, I remembered. We had oral sex after getting home then fell asleep. It all seemed a bit weird to me now, since we were not drunk or anything, we just fell right onto our bodies. I looked at the clock to see it was 8 A.M, and I should be getting ready to work now. I got out of bed to take a shower.

In the shower, I thought about what has been going on in my life for the past 2 days. Maybe I am rushing things in every aspect? Or maybe I should be grateful of the good things happening and maybe not worry too much, instead just live them. After my shower, I went back to the room to find Adam sitting on my bed, naked, already hard.

“Good morning” he said with a grin, patting the spot on bed next to him. I approached him slowly, and sat beside him. He then grabbed my face with one hand began to kiss my neck. I admit it did feel good. With his free hand, he grabbed my penis from under the towel around my waist. In that moment, I was shocked and flinched.

“What’s wrong Johnny?” he said with a funny expression on his face. “I think… we should take things a bit more slowly, Adam” I said, then looked down. He seemed slightly upset towards my attitude. “But you are hard already, Johnny. It’s not like you do not like this” he said, looking at me and smiling. “I do, but if we go so fast… we’re bound to crash. Besides, you have to get ready for work” I said, then began to dress up.

“I understand” said Adam, then stomped his way into the bathroom. I have my reasons to believe he was upset at me now. I tried not to think about that while dressing up. He took a long shower, and I could only imagine he was jerking off because I rejected to do it for himself. After he came out, I was ready. “You should get ready quick, we are going to get late to work” I said.

“Chill” he said. He seemed rather distant now. Could it be that Adam was just interested in having sex? That would be a little insensitive of him. “Well, you do you” I said, then fixed a quick breakfast. All I had was cereal, so that is what we had for breakfast. I ate by myself, because Adam did not want to eat.

The way to work was silent, as if I was walking by myself. I thought this was not okay, so I needed to get some answers from Adam. “Are you upset?” I asked, looking at him into his eyes. He did not turn to see me. “I am not” he said. “Just tired” he added. “You just seem quite distant, compared to how you were yesterday” I said, still looking at him with no reply from his eyes. This was a bit suspicious.

“It’s fine, do not worry. I am not upset” he said, and I decided to leave it to that. We continued our silent way to work, and when we got there each one went to their respective working spot. I felt a little sad today, because I was starting to think Adam’s feelings were a bit more honest, but what can I really think of someone who sucks your cock the first night over at your place? I felt a little dumb by now.

Luckily, work kept my head busy, and it was a long day full of work. It was Friday, and I could hear some of my coworkers making plans to go out. I had completely forgotten by now that I lived in a centric place, and I had never really gone out clubbing before so I could maybe do it. Of course, I’ll have to be careful as to how much I spend.

I think there’s a club on the way from my apartment to work. Since it was not so far from home, I thought I could go. During lunch break, I thought of asking Adam to come with me, but that could lead to more problematic things, so I held my invite. I thought I could go by myself. Admittedly not a good plan, but I was optimistic enough to water down my expectations.

After work, I went home quickly. Adam did not even suggest to walk together again, so I thought to myself that he was not who he made him to be. That was fine. I passed by the club on my way home, and it was just opening up for the night. To my surprise, it was a gay club. I had never gone out clubbing before, less to a gay club. This made me feel even more thrilled.

I got home and took a quick shower, then put on the most decent clothes I could find. A dark red wine flannel shirt, jeans and black shoes that did not make me look very unique, but I did not want to stand out. I waited for an hour or so while charging my phone, to arrive at a more reasonable time. When it was 9 p.m, I decided to leave.

The club was already receiving a lot of people, so I had to get in a line to get in. I was checked by the bouncer before going in, then I was showered in neon lights after I stepped in. I could see a big crowd dancing on a colorfully lit dancefloor, and people sitting around on club sofas, chatting. The bar was also almost full, but I took a seat before anyone else could.

I order a mixed drink, then sat back to see the people around me. I could not recognize anyone, but that was unsurprising. I saw a tall, bald man with a muscular body looking at me from one end of the bar. It was a bit upsetting, but I tried not to pay attention to it. I ordered another drink, then sat back to continue analyzing people. It was rather interesting to do.

When my drink was over, the guy that had been watching me came closer to me, then sat beside me. He introduced himself as Gustave. “Nice to meet you” I said with a shy smile. He offered to buy a drink for me, and I could not refuse, or else I’d feel too rude. He kept ordering drinks for me, eventually getting me a bit drunk.

We talked all the while, and he seemed like a quite chill person. I did not feel threatened or uncomfortable around him. “I have to go to the bathroom” I said, amidst or conversation. I stood up, almost barely able to balance me. “I’ll help you” he said, after watching my drunk attempt at walking. He took me to the bathroom.

The bathroom was strangely alone. After peeing, I was washing my hands, then Gustave grabbed hold of my waist. “You’re a pretty boy” he whispered into my ear, instantly making me feel weird. “T-thank you” I said nervously. “I have something you maybe could help me with” he said, then smiled rather devilishly. “Huh? What is it?” I asked, then he held me down to the floor.

My heart was racing by now. He held me down with a single hand, he was a strong man. He unzipped his jeans then I had his dick in front of me. “Put it in your mouth” he said, then forced my head against his crotch, but I refused to. “Let me go” I said shyly. I could feel tears rolling down my face by now.

“If you comply, I will let you go. Just do it for all these drinks I bought you” he said smiling. I knew I had no alternative, so I began to slowly suck his dick while he held my head. I was crying by now. His dick was rather long, so it was making me gag. In that moment, I heard the door open, and I saw from behind Gustave, a familiar face.

It was Adam. He pushed Gustave, then punched him in the face. He held me up, then made way out of the club with me. I was in tears. “You’re a mess” he said angrily as we left the colorfully neon-lit place. “I’m sorry” was all that I managed to say.

We went to my hotel room. “I had seen you talking with that weird guy, and as soon as he dragged you out of sight I knew something was up” he said, sitting me down on bed. “I am really sorry” I said while crying. “It’s not your fault” he said, then kissed me gently. “Thanks for watching out for me” I said as he dried my tears.

“It’s nothing” he said, then stood up. “I’ll be going home now” he added. “Stay” I said faintly, and he smiled lightly. That night, I slept with Adam again.