Shy Crush

I woke up the loud sound of my alarm clock at 5 in the morning, signaling I had to get ready for work. I work at a travel agency, and it is quite far away from my house so I have to get up early always. My job was okay, and it became even better when my new coworker, Evan, came around. He was a very handsome man, but we could only ever manage to talk when in group, such as during meetings or lunch breaks. Other than that, we kind of did not know how to talk to each other.

I got ready as usual, and put on a bit more of cologne than usual. I always seemed to be ready to spring into action and hit up a conversation with Evan, but would always chicken out at the last minute. He also seemed anxious about talking to me, however, and seemed to never find a way to do so. Whenever we did talk, it was good. Just a bit awkward.

I got dressed up then hopped onto my car to go to work. I listened to one of my favorite rock CDs on the way there, getting pumped by the energy the songs had. I loved to listen to my favorite music to cheer me up and give me energy to do stuff. I was very fond of music because I am quite sensitive so I use it as an outlet. Before long, I was parking my car outside of the office. Evan’s car was in the parking lot already.

I walked into the office greeting everybody, and Evan was looking at me as I made my way inside. When I looked at him, he focused on his work again. I sat down, and began to plan out commissions for sales made by me, then started to contact some clients that wanted to purchase travel tickets. Normal work stuff. These weren’t exactly fun, and they made my day drag for long.

Lunch time came by quickly, and I went to have lunch with my coworkers at our regular spot just outside the office. Evan came along, as usual. We were enjoying our food and having a few laughs, then went back to work. I barely managed to talk to Evan; it was as if talking to him became harder after every single interaction we had. It was not a nice feeling.

The rest of the day was uneventful, except for some sales I managed to get out of my pile of work. In a blink, I was on my way home. Evan and I just exchanged a farewell look as I made my way to my car, and he made it to his. The distance was kind of off-putting, and made me question really if going after Evan was worth it. Sometimes it seemed like he was interested in me, and other times it seemed like that was not the case. I tried to not get anxious over it.

I lived by my own, and I had a dog. My life was not very exciting outside of work and my dog, and the distant flirting with Evan, if it could be called so. Nevertheless, I felt happy most of the time. I did not have a life I disliked. But I could use some more thrills.

The next morning it was as usual, get up, dress up nicely to attract Evan’s attention. This was something usual for me, but I never really knew how to get his attention properly. I was always trying to, but never really getting to the point. Maybe I should be more aggressive or direct. It was Friday already, so it would be a whole weekend before seeing Evan again. This made me a little sad. I decided I had to take action today.

I drove to the office as usual, then looked straight at Evan as I made my way in. When I sat down, I was afraid I could’ve scared him. I looked up, and saw him looking at me. That comforted me. During lunch time, I sat next to him. While everybody was focusing eating or playing on their phones or whatever, I started to talk to Evan.

“How are you today?” I asked gently. I was feeling real anxiety at the moment. He seemed a bit freaked out, but replied calmly. “I’m ok how about you, Eric?” He talked fast. We awkwardly had a conversation during lunch, until I had the guts to ask him out. “Would you like to go out tonight? To a pub or something…” My voice got lower with every word. “Sure thing!” He said so quickly then looked away. It was very awkward but cute. “Cool then, we go after work!”

After that we had to go back to the office. The rest of the day at work seemed to be infinite, I was feeling really excited about my date. After leaving, Evan said he would go home to change then meet me at the pub. I said I could ride him, so I would just pick him up, and he agreed. I was glad because of this. I got home and changed clothes as fast as possible, to be at his door soon.

I got there and picked him up, then we drove to the pub. On our way there, we spoke very little. In the pub, it took us a few drinks before even starting to really talk, outside small talk. I tried my best to keep up, and he seemed to be doing the same. After a couple of drinks, it became easier for us to talk. We were sitting in a table in a corner, very well lit. They were playing rock music at a low volume.

“I’m very glad you accepted to come” I said, smiling. “I’m very glad you asked me out!” He said, then looked away and smiled. “I thought you’d never talk to me” he added. “I was a bit scared to, but I am glad I did. We’ve had a good time!” I said in a cheerful tone, to try to take down the awkward barrier. During the rest of the night, we talked about ourselves and our passions and got to know each other better. He was more complex than I thought, and had a passion for art and writing.

“I’m feeling a bit tired, think you could take me home?” He said among hiccups, he was probably just drunk by now. But I was not, so I could safely drive. “Sure thing, let’s go” I said in a rather sad tone. Sad because, well, the date was ending. We went to the car, and I had to help him because he was too drunk. Before long, we were at his door.

“Would you like to come inside? I think I have some donuts we could eat” He was adorable. “Of course, I’d love to” I replied, smiling. We went inside his house after he managed to open the door with the right keys. He had a rather small house, but it was cozy and had a lot of paintings and plants, and he also had 2 dogs and a cat. It was not what I expected but I liked it. We sat down on his sofa to eat donuts, then before I knew it, we were making out.

“I’ve… Liked you for a bit” he said, while I kissed his neck. “Same here” I said unbuttoning his shirt. I started to suck on his nipple, and he caressed my hair as he moaned. “Is this right?” I asked, unzipping my jeans. “It’s perfect” he said, unzipping his. After a few moments, he had my cock in his mouth. He seemed very innocent, but he gave a damn good head. I caressed his hair as he did.

Then I did him, and we ended doing 69 on the floor. It was better than expected. I also rimmed his butt, switching between sucking his dick, licking his balls and rimming. After about 15 minutes, we both came. He moaned loudly as he did, and it turned me on. We then went to his bedroom and laid on bed.

“Spend the night here” He said, naked on his bed, looking at me in the eyes. I could not resist. “I’d love to”. And so we talked on bed until we fell asleep, still naked. He had a cute dick. It was not so big, but I liked it. We had more oral sex before coming, then falling asleep. We cuddled the entire night, it was difficult to not stay hard in that position.

The next morning we had breakfast together then I left to go home. “See you at work!” He said to me at the door. “I can’t wait” I said, leaving. The date was better than I expected, and I was happy we got to go out and even pleasure each other. I was glad I stepped out of my comfort zone to date him.