Boy sucks one dick
Boy sucks one dick while riding another
Setting The Wall Ch. 2/2
And on a day we meet to walk the line
And set the wall between us once again.
We keep the wall between us as we go…
Something there is that doesn t love a wall…
–Robert Frost from Mending Wall.
Part Two
We were making love. Tess rode me gently and I smiled up at her and softly stroked her breast.
This is what it s about Max she whispered this is all for you.
She leaned down and kissed me and the taste – the feel – was so familiar so comfortable. And then it changed. Her tongue demanded things it never had before. I felt my pulse quicken as I responded with more urgency more desire than I d felt with her in a long time. She lifted off my cock and slid her hard body down mine and somewhere I wondered about that hardness the feel of muscle and bone and…
I opened my eyes and it was Devlin who straddled me Dev who reached for me and pulled me towards him. I tried to think how this could be so but I couldn t think only feel and watch his face as it glowed in the early morning light. Gone was the brutality of our last meeting. Dev s baby blues were gentle in the cool morning light and his mouth was curved in that little smile he always wore when he finally got me in the sack.
You came back I whispered.
I had to he murmured as he licked down the cords of my neck I couldn t say goodbye like that.
Dev I…
Shh he whispered let s not talk anymore.
With that he lowered himself until he was eyelevel with my cock. I moaned as he blew soft breaths over the sensitive skin and moaned again as his soft lips found the head and encircled it.
Oh god I babbled don t stop don t ever stop!
Never baby I ll never stop. Dev slid his hand between my sweaty thighs and kept going until he found my hole.
Ungh I gasped and spread my legs wider to give him more room. Oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck that s so good.
It s what you need he said as he moved his fingers deep in my ass when are you going to admit that to yourself?
Oh god I tried to relax even as my heart pounded with excitement I want I have to…
Jesus! A laughing voice penetrated my dream and pulled me into consciousness. Dude you want to be alone for a few more minutes?
What the hell? I sat straight up in bed and saw Pete standing in the doorway. How the fuck did you get in?
The door was open dude he shook his head still laughing pretty damn stupid not to lock it if you ask me. Never know who s going to just walk in.
Yeah I can see that now. I sat up in bed and yawned and pretended my heart wasn t pounding and my cock wasn t still hard from the vision of just a moment ago.
Pete grinned slyly So who was she?
Who was who? I asked back though I knew what he meant.
The woman in your dream asshole! Pete rolled his eyes. Who was she?
I was still too caught up in it to think of a story he d buy so I dropped my eyes and mumbled Who the fuck do you think it was? At least I knew he could guess all day and not figure out the truth.
Tess? Pete sounded surprised but it sounded like a good lie to me and I went with it.
Well what did you expect? I mean I am marrying the girl for Christ s sake.
He shrugged Hey it s just that you were really screaming there when I came in. And that was not exactly how I remember you with Tess when you d go at it with her the back of my old Plymouth.
Damn. What? You used to listen?
Well it wasn t like I had anywhere to go you know? Kate and me used to finish a little earlier than you two sometimes and then we d have to listen until you guys d be done.
Which was reasonable. Sex when you re young is rarely performed in a comfortable bed or in a really private place. Pete and I had doubled all through high school mainly because his girlfriend Kate and Tess had been cheerleaders together. If I was honest about it Tess and I had listened to those two making love a few times ourselves and – apparently unlike us – they d been quite entertaining.
Anyway Pete was still trying to explain himself you guys were always pretty tame if memory serves me. Hell I used to think of it as polite sex.
Fuck you.
But even as I said it I knew that what he was saying was right. Tess and I had never had the kind of mind-blowing sex that I d shared with Dev or any man. Don t get me wrong it was good but not the kind that made the hair on your ass stand on end. Tess didn t seem to mind though she d actually said on several occasions that she liked how gentle a lover I was.
Course that was a while ago he conceded good naturedly you might have learned how to actually do it since then.
I saluted him with my finger and since my hard-on was now a thing of the past got out of bed and went into the bathroom. But as I shot a stream of pee into the bowl I admitted that not much had changed about Tess s and my sex life since we were both 17. We were still polite lovers. After all this time I didn t expect anything different.
The events of the night were still blasting through my mind. Somehow in the last twenty-four hours I d realized that the control I d prided myself on was nothing but an illusion. And in some ways that was a relief. I d been lying to everyone for so long. What would if feel like to say fuck it all and just start telling the truth? But I knew that wasn t an option. I had too many obligations too many responsibilities too much invested in the lie to ever start telling the truth. In three – no two days – I was going to walk into a church and swear before God and my family that I would love and honor Tess for the rest of my life. It was way too late to grow a conscience about that now.
I took a quick shower and jumped into some clothes. Pete was eating my last bagel when I was finally ready to go. He stuck his head in my bedroom and told me to get my ass in gear. Just hearing his voice normal as always made me feel better. Pete was a smart guy. I d always valued his opinion and he thought I was doing the right thing. Okay he didn t know why it might not work out the way he saw it but hell even that was a good reason to think again before I did something drastic something permanent. If he honestly thought I could pull this off and make Tess happy then maybe I could.
Devlin Neeley was out of my life. Last night was a mistake I wouldn t make again. Even if I did I wasn t sure he d ever trust me enough to agree to it. Why should he? I d shown him over and over again that I wasn t exactly trustworthy. We d gone too far in a direction that was filled with obstacles and I didn t think we could go back.
That wasn t the case with Tess. She still believed in me. I honestly wanted that to continue so maybe if I really set my mind to it we could just swing it. With a little luck and some determination on my part we could have the life we d both always wanted. Now if I could only convince myself that the thought of living that life made me happy.
Pete was in the kitchen if the banging I heard was any indication. I was heading there when I saw something on the floor that almost stopped my heart. It was Dev s wallet. It must have dropped out of his back pocket when he d stripped his pants off. In the dark he hadn t noticed when he re-dressed. I leaned over and snagged it and quickly put it in my pocket. Not a moment too soon either because Pete came through the kitchen door drinking my last beer.
Jesus I said and hoped the pounding in my chest wasn t noticeable It s ten o clock in the morning for shit s sake.
He took another swig. So what? I m on vacation.
I shook my head and followed him out of the apartment. We headed over to the tux place. Tess had insisted that I buy mine. She said rentals never fit right. And Pete had decided that as an up and coming commodities broker he needed one of his own too. The rest of my groomsmen had decided they could live with the rentals. Now Pete and I were there for a final fitting while the rest of the guys would pick theirs up the next day.
We were the only customers in the shop. We went to the back and started to try on the new suits. Mine was okay but Pete had lost a little weight since he d been measured for it three months ago. The guy at the shop told us not to worry the alterations would be done by the end of the day. Pete went into a booth to get changed but I stood there for a moment looking at myself in the new monkey gear.
I looked okay if you were into white bread. My face is kind of bony and my hair is that nondescript brownish blond color that only looks good in the summer when it gets some streaks but I m tall enough and my shoulders are fairly broad and if I my chest wasn t as cut as it had been when I was lifting weights regularly in college I still wasn t too far gone. I also had a fairly decent ass and nice muscular legs but they didn t show up much in the suit. I was wondering if I needed a haircut just a trim before the wedding when I felt a hand on my shoulder.
You look great in a tux not everybody does you know. The voice was soft and effeminate and I didn t have to look at the face behind me to know it was Jesse the guy that Pete had found so entertaining the night before. He was a friend of Devlin s and yes he was nelly as hell but he was a nice guy too and I liked him a lot. He worked at this shop and I knew he d probably be on but I d be lying if I said I hadn t hoped he wasn t.
Hey Jesse.
Hi Max he smiled sadly at me in the mirror. So you re really going through with it?
I turned scowled at him. Don t start that shit again.
Jesse had been completely opposed to my marriage from the minute he d heard about it. At first I d even been afraid he d do something drastic like outing me for my own good but I realized soon enough he wasn t that vicious. He just believed that no one who was gay or even bi could really be happy unless they were totally open about it. He was honestly concerned I d live to regret this decision. But his spiel was getting old and with Pete about 15 feet way behind a thin curtain I really didn t want to get into it again.
Okay he sighed I just wish…
Pete walked back into the room and Jesse shut up and found something to do at the till.
Hey Pete said move your ass I m ready for another beer.
You re always ready for another beer I responded but I went in the back and put on my street clothes.
We arranged to pick up the tuxes around five that night and walked to the car. Pete wanted to go to Angelo s this little Italian place a couple of miles away. They had great pizza and it sounded good to me. Plus it was close to the hospital and there was something I needed to do there after lunch.
I had to return Devlin s wallet. Pete and I had each taken our cars so we could go our separate ways after lunch so I figured I was safe to do this and I also thought that after last night it would be better if Devlin and I didn t meet any more in private. I could just go to the lab and give him the wallet and then be on my way.
I told myself I was only doing this as a Good Samaritan act. Maybe Dev would need the wallet and although I could have just gone to his place and slipped it into the mail slot this would get to him a lot sooner. That s what I told myself and if there was any more to it I wasn t willing to think about it right then.
It was already 12:30 by the time we hit the restaurant. It was packed and we ended up taking smoking just so we could get a seat sooner. As usual there were still a lot of empty tables in that room. We sat down in a corner and it wasn t until I was seated that I noticed a large party at the opposite end. It was obviously some kind of birthday party or something. There were gifts and wrapping paper scattered all over the table and a large cake sat on a tray waiting for the main courses to be eaten before it was cut. From the looks of the uniforms of most of the people in the group I could tell this was some kind of hospital party.
That s when I saw him. He was sitting at the head of the table and laughing at something a little blond woman was whispering in his ear. Dev s eyes met mine and the laughter died in an instant.
Hey earth to Max. Pete was snapping his fingers in front of my face. You ready to order or you gonna stare at the cute nurses all day?
Uh? Yeah whatever you want.
Okay Pete turned to the waiter who I realized must have been standing there for a while since my friend is being kind enough to let me pick I say we have an extra large pizza with everything and double up on the cheese. Oh and a pitcher of Stroh s.
I barely heard him. I was too busy trying to pretend I hadn t seen the look in Dev s eyes.
So who are you looking at that s got you so hot and bothered? Max s head swiveled around and he stared in the same direction as me. Oh shit isn t that your boyfriend from last night?
Just shut the fuck up!
Hey hey he spread his hands in surrender I m only playing with you. But that is the faggot we met right?
Jesus you sound as bad as Ron I was suddenly furious at him and I let it show.
Pete looked at me clearly puzzled by my over-reaction. Sorry Christ! What s with you all of a sudden? You ve never been exactly PC yourself dude.
And knock off the dude shit. We aren t in college anymore. It s time we grew up and acted like it including cutting people some slack if they don t happen to be just like us.
Okay man! He looked at me like he d never seen me before. Just chill okay? God I know you re edgy but don t take the shit out on me.
He was right. It wasn t Pete who was seeing things differently it was me and that was not something I could easily explain. Yeah you re right I forced myself to smile sorry.
He nodded and we wisely changed the subject but our normal easy relationship was missing. I think we were both relieved when the pizza finally came and we had something to do with our mouths other than talk.
We ate in silence. This wasn t especially good either because it meant that we could clearly hear the laughter that was coming from the other side of the room. I tried not to stare but I wasn t very successful at it and so I saw Dev stand and walk away in the direction of the bar and restrooms.
It was my chance and I took it. I m going to the can I told Pete and abruptly stood.
I didn t wait to hear what he said. I quickly walked into the bar at the front of the building. Dev was just passing it and I d been right he was heading for the john. I watched him disappear into the short hallway by the restrooms and I followed him. I thought about going in too but decided it would be better to wait outside the door in case someone else was already in there.
The door swung open a minute later and a guy walked out. I backed up into the corner where it was dark and I blended in so I don t think he saw me. I know Dev didn t a few minutes later when he left too.
Devlin.
I hadn t been loud but the sound of my voice affected him like a gunshot. He froze and then he took a moment like he was steeling himself to face something awful. Then he turned and smiled. I didn t care much for that smile.
What do you want Max? His voice was soft and controlled but I could see it was taking a lot out of him to keep it that way.
I think we need to talk I hadn t really been thinking that at all but suddenly it seemed like a good idea.
I doubt it but go ahead. He stepped towards me and for the first time I got a really good look at him. He looked like shit. There were bags under his eyes and lines around his mouth I d never seen before. It didn t make it any better to know that I was probably the cause of both.
I I now that he was listening I had no idea how to begin or even what it was I wanted to say I guess I just wanted to tell you how sorry I was.
He blinked his eyes wearily About last night? Or everything?
Both I blurted out then tried to explain when I saw the pain creep into his eyes no not like that not sorry about meeting you or… I took a deep breath. I never meant to let things go this far. I never thought you d feel…
Max his voice was tired don t apologize. It was as much my fault as yours more. I knew where you were coming from. You never made any bones about it. I should have walked-no run away as soon as I realized what was happening. I kept putting it off thinking One more day… he smiled sadly. Jesus it d be funny if it wasn t so pathetic. I didn t even realize what it was until it was too late. Love. Devlin Neeley had fallen in love. Who d a thunk it?
Oh God he d said it. Used the L word. I didn t know what to say so I kept my mouth shut and looked at the floor. Dev just laughed though you could tell he wasn t amused.
Oops sorry about that. I know I should have kept that little secret to myself but what the fuck. He laughed unhappily. I was always so sure that I was this tough guy. That nobody would ever get my heart and use it for target practice like I ve seen happen to the rest of my friends. Hell that s why I always picked guys like you. Somebody who only wanted sex with another hot guy. He shrugged. Really arrogant of me wasn t it?
On impulse I reached out and tried to grab his hand. He reacted like I d burned him and stood so fast he almost tipped his chair.
Don t his voice was thick please. We both know that this can t work. Let s not draw it out. We ll only end up fighting again and I don t think either of us wants that.
He was right. It was too late. Maybe if we d realized sooner… No I couldn t go there. I turned to leave and then I remembered the wallet. I held it out to Devlin. Here I found this this morning.
He nodded and took it quietly. Goodbye Max. I hope that you find whatever it is you really want. I mean that.
I dropped my eyes and studied the grit on the floor. I know you do. And Devlin I know you might not believe this but I really do… I looked up and it was then that I realized he d slipped out of the room. I wanted to follow him but knew that really wasn t an option. I turned back in the direction of Pete s and my table and walked back to it on shaking legs.
Pete wasn t there. I looked over and saw him at the front by the register. We d only eaten half the pizza but apparently he d had enough and I hadn t been hungry since I d seen who was sitting across the room. I made it over to Pete just as he was getting the receipt. He didn t look at me but walked outside as soon as he d pocketed his change. I followed behind him barely registering where I was going. The conversation with Dev had rocked me. All I wanted to do was crawl in a hole somewhere and lick my wounds and try and figure out how my life had gotten so fucked up.
We made it as far as the parking lot before Pete turned to me. I never saw his fist coming but I sure felt the explosion as it connected with my cheekbone right below my eye.
You bastard! His voice cracked in anger. You lying asshole.
I staggered but I didn t fall and now I stared at him in shock. Sure Pete could be a hothead and this wouldn t be the first time we d gone a few rounds. But that had been years ago in high school when we d both had so much testosterone we hadn t known what to do with it. Nothing no sign prepared me for this onslaught and I had no idea what got into him.
And then something snapped deep inside my gut. All the confusion I d felt in the last 24 hours – hell the last couple of months translated itself into a white-hot rage. I wanted to hit something. Hit it hard and Pete was right there in front of me. I nailed him in the solar plexus. It would have brought me down but Pete was fanatical about lifting. It was something I teased him about. I always said the muscles were his way of making up for his height. So when I hit him he grunted but that was about all the reaction I got.
It wasn t enough. I went at him wildly connecting sometimes but more often not. He fought back with just as much fury and it wasn t long before both of us were aching from bruises and the split knuckles we d gotten from causing them. Finally when the worst of our rage was exhausted I stepped back and looked at him.
What the fuck is your problem? My voice was cold and deadly and if Pete had been thinking straight he d have backed off. But he wasn t and he didn t. He swung again and this time I was ready and blocked him enough that it glanced off of my chin.
That seemed to piss him off even further and he dealt with that by standing so close and yelling that I could feel his spit on my cheeks. What s my problem? He screamed. Hell I don t have a problem. Except maybe the one about seeing my best friend drooling over some fairy he d supposedly just met last night.
I froze. Oh shit.
A guy? He continued. Jesus fucking Christ A GUY!
He stopped but if he was waiting for a response he d have a goddamn long wait. His words almost stopped my heart. There was no way I was going to be able to respond to his questions. Finally he seemed to figure that out and continued no longer shouting but still just as intense.
How long Max? How long you been a fag a goddamn cocksucker? Or maybe you like taking it up the ass? That what really turns you on? He connected another punch to my jaw but I just stood there letting him get in his shots. He barely seemed to notice. Shit how could you do that to Tess man? How could you lie to her that way? Christ she loves you and you don t even know how fucking lucky that makes you.
Even if I could have thought of an argument I wouldn t have used it. He was right. I d always known that no matter how many justifications I could come up with when I looked at myself in the mirror. Now I was looking at Pete s face and the betrayal the pain was almost more than I could bear.
He clenched his fist and pulled back again. I wasn t going to stop him. The hit was a good one and I doubled over from the pain in my belly. In a way it was almost a relief. I couldn t think if I couldn t breathe.
My face was vulnerable now and Pete had always been a dirty fighter. He d had to be because of his size and I could guess what was coming next. He lifted his knee to connect with my face and I braced myself. I only hoped that this one would knock me unconscious. And I wasn t all that concerned either about when or if I d wake up.
Nothing happened. I finally got my breath back and looked up. He was standing there looking at me. I didn t know which was clenched tighter his jaw or his fists.
It must have been his fists because he got his jaws to work. Aren t you even going to try and explain?
I stood shakily. For one second I honestly thought about lying but what was the point? Somehow Pete figured out my big dark secret and I just didn t have the energy to deny it to him.
What do you want me to say? You seem to have all the answers.
As suddenly as it started it was over. I saw Pete s shoulders slump and his hands relax and I knew he d lost heart for the fight. Like me it seemed that all he had left was an overwhelming sense of loss.
I want and his voice sounded defeated and I noticed his cheeks were wet too. He already knew the answer. I want you tell me I m not right.
Wish I could bud I tried to sound calm but the next sentence was barely audible. You have no idea how much.
He clenched his fists again and for a minute I though he d take another swing at me. The moment passed and he just shrugged and looked at the ground. I figured that was my cue and I turned to leave.
I was numb. I didn t have a clue what was going to happen next. Pete and I had been keeping each other s secrets for almost twenty years but I didn t know if that arrangement still held after this afternoon. I wasn t even sure I cared. It had suddenly grown clear to me that I really didn t give a good goddamn who he told or didn t tell. What mattered was I was losing my best friend and I didn t have a fucking clue how to stop that from happening.
Max wait!
I was getting in my car when I heard him call to me. I watched him as he limped over and then he stuck his head in the door.
I m going to follow you home. It was an order more than a statement.
I nodded but didn t say anything. He took that as an affirmative and gimped his way over to his car. I watched as he got behind the wheel and then carefully followed him out of the parking lot.
It took fifteen minutes to get to my place but I have no memory of how we got there. My mind had shut down and all I could do was mechanically steer and brake and step on the gas. The only thing that was getting through to me was the pain my body was telling me it was feeling and even that was negligible in comparison to the turmoil in my brain. But by the time we pulled into the drive I could hardly see out of my left eye and when I opened the car door I groaned with the effort to stand.
Pete wasn t much better but neither of us commented on it as we slowly made our way up to my second floor apartment. When we d fought as kids the aftermath was always full of good-natured ribbing about who was in worse shape. Our adolescent way of apology I guess. This time we had nothing to say to each other and Pete wouldn t even look at me.
When we got inside he went and sat in my only armchair and I went into the bathroom and found the Ibuprofen. I threw him the bottle on my way to the kitchen and then came back with two glasses of water and some bags of frozen vegetables for our various bruises. I gave him one of the waters and some bags but he didn t say thank you just handed me the bottle and proceeded to drink.
I stifled a groan as I sat on the couch. Then I shook out about five of the pills and popped them in my mouth. Pete just sat there and watched me until I d finished the glass and slapped a bag of peas over my eye. Then he cleared his throat.
How long? He said softly and held the corn I d given him up to his neck where I d managed to clip him with a lucky shot.
I raised my eyebrows and wished I hadn t. How long with Devlin or how long have I been interested in men sexually?
He flinched but he didn t look away. Both. But start with the last one.
I guess I kind of always liked guys I started slowly and watched for a reaction but except for one blink there wasn t any. But I really didn t know what that meant until the summer between seventh and eighth grade when I went to camp and you went out west to visit your uncle s ranch.
Go on.
At camp there was this kid and…
Pete put up his hand. Spare me all the details just tell me the gist of things.
Don t worry I couldn t help the note of sarcasm that crept into my voice. I have no intention of over-sharing.
Pete flushed embarrassed. Okay sorry go on.
Anyway there was this kid and he showed me a few things. He assured me it was just fooling around and didn t mean shit. Maybe that was true for him but for me well let s just say it was a revelation. After it was over camp I mean I convinced myself that what he d told me was right it was just stuff to do until I got a girl and that once I did I d realize that messing with guys wasn t really all that great.
I remember he nodded when I got home you were so hot to find a babe.
Yeah well there ya go. I grimaced and wiped away a trickle of water that was running down my neck. And in a way it was the truth. After I started dating being with a guy didn t seem like that big a thing. Not that I really had anything to compare it to.
I waggled my eyebrows expecting his habitual snort but Pete didn t even crack a smile. I flushed. It was hard to remember Pete wasn t my old bud anymore and we weren t just hanging out shooting the shit. I cleared my throat and started again.
You remember the girls weren t exactly eager to put out at that age. I guess I just figured that it would be the same or maybe even better. Later I did finally manage to convince someone to do the deed…
Tracy Schultz. Pete prompted and I grinned forgetting again that we were no longer friends.
Yeah Tracy Schultz. So afterwards I couldn t understand it. This was the big deal? I mean it was nice yeah but it didn t exactly blow my socks off.
So you decided to try guys again. his voice was flat like he was trying to pretend the answer didn t matter.
I shook my head frustrated No no it s not – it wasn t like that. After Tracy and me I guess I thought oh well chalk up one more disappointment. There s no Santa Claus the tooth fairy is really Dad and sex isn t all it s cracked up to be. I figured it would be better with someone you loved and all but really by that time I d pretty much so decided it wasn t going to be all that big a deal for me.
I even started to think that my great time at camp had really been more about it being my first and not because the sex was actually better. It was getting easier to talk. Hell for the first time I had an audience and I found I needed to get this stuff out. I have to tell you it was almost a relief. I figured I could finally quit worrying about raging hormones and just get on with things – and I did. At least for a while. I met Tess too and that was better because I really did love her but basically I thought I d figured it out.
Pete didn t look like he wanted to ask the next question but he did anyway. What changed your mind since I m assuming this is where you re leading.
College I forced myself to keep looking him in the eye there was a guy in my dorm. I don t know how he sensed it or maybe he didn t and just got lucky but he found me. He was gay but really secretive about it.
Like you. The words weren t an accusation but not real friendly either.
I winced but decided it would be better to let that comment pass. He taught me things. Like how to take it in the ass and love it – Pete was right about that – but I doubted he wanted to know that much. I found there was a big difference in how I felt with sex with him. Eventually I figured out it wasn t just him but men in general.
Jesus! Pete stood and started to pace. So all this time you ve been gay?
No I shook my head still denying even then what I was finally accepting as the truth. It wasn t like that. I didn t think of it like that. I wasn t totally gay. I like women and I love Tess I really do.
That is such bullshit Max. His eyes glittered with an emotion I couldn t name. Don t you see that for shit s sake? You don t love someone and lie to them the way you have to that girl. You can t do this to her you have to tell her the truth.
You think it s that simple? I asked ironically.
Oh. He sneered at me. Like your life has been simple up to now.
You know I told him I promised myself that once Tess and I were married I d be done screwing around.
Pete snorted then looked at my face and stopped. Okay maybe you did maybe you even believed it for a while. But tell me honestly do you believe it now? Do you really think you could give up that guy for Tess?
I looked at him in shock and he nodded grimly.
I saw you two together. I saw you with him how you tried to take his hand. The way you looked at him when he pulled away the way he looked at you. How else do you think I figured this out? I m not a fucking psychic.
Yeah well you ain t Dr. Ruth either so don t give me that crap about how you saw anything in my eyes.
You re wrong Max dead wrong. See I know that look. It s the I want you so bad I d die to get you but I know I can t get you. look. You have it and that Dev guy has it. He dropped his head and stared at his hands.
Jesus I sighed and looked up at the ceiling. Why do I feel like any minute we re going to hear the theme song from All My Children?
There was a stunned silence and then I heard a sound I d been afraid I d never hear again. Pete was laughing. You re such a schmuck he said.
I grinned at him and for a moment it was like old times. But Pete seemed to realize that too and it was clear he wasn t ready to have that happen right now if ever again.
The smile died on my face and I cleared my throat. So what happens next?
He looked at me puzzled. When he finally answered it was clear he d misunderstood the question. You said you were going to tell me about him Pete interrupted my thoughts. I think now would be the time.
There isn t much to tell. I lied. I met Devlin a few months ago at The Station.
Jesus! Pete snorted in disgust.
Yeah right I went there looking for a pick up.
For the first time since we d gotten back to the apartment I felt a little spurt of anger. After all the guilt it felt great and I decided to feed it. So okay it was true that Pete had a right to be pissed at me for keeping this from him but he didn t need to act so fucking high and mighty.
Tell me you ve never gone looking for sex? I knew the answer to that and he knew I did.
It s not the same…
Oh right I shot back it s faggots doing it. That s what makes it so much worse!
Pete s eyes widened. That s not what I meant.
Bullshit! I was almost ready to fight again.
What I meant was he was almost yelling like being louder made him right that you re engaged. You had no business looking for any extra sex. He stood and started to pace and I flashed on Devlin doing the same thing the night before. I don t give a goddamn shit what kind of sex you think you have to have. It could be with wall-eyed goats for all I give a fuck and it wouldn t matter. But you you he searched for the word. You present yourself as this stand up guy this paragon. You went out and you got yourself engaged for Christ s sake. You promised another human being that you were committed to her. He abruptly lowered his voice. And that s what isn t the same Max. It isn t the same – and it isn t right.
But…
No he shook his head it isn t and there not a shittin thing you can say to me to make me change my mind. I don t know what goes on in that pea brain of yours Max. He took a deep breath and I could actually see him struggling for control. Apparently he found some somewhere because when he started to speak again his voice was a lot softer and deceptively calm. Look I don t live your life nor do I pretend to have the least idea how that feels. But I do know that for most of it you ve been a stand up guy at least with me. And I don t think you really believe that what you ve been doing is right.
I opened my mouth to say something but he waved me off.
And before you get all pissed off I don t mean the gay shit I m talking about the double life. You gotta decide Max. He sat back down and finally shut up.
No I shook my head smiled ironically. I think you got that turned around Pete. You re the one holding the cards now. So tell me what s it going to be? Again he didn t look like he knew what I was talking about. I tried again to clue him in. You hold my fate in your hands Pete. You have to know that. So what happens next?
I sat there and watched him process this way of thinking of things. Then his eyes narrowed. Wait a minute. You can t possibly be thinking of still going through with this marriage are you?
Why not? He snorted and started to speak but I stopped him. Really what s changed? Okay for about an hour now you ve known something about me that s always been there anyway. I told you I repeated when he still didn t look convinced I m done with men. What you saw this afternoon wasn t some planned thing. I had no idea Dev would be in that restaurant. We d already broken it off. He knows how it is with me.
I squelched the little voice in the back of my head that was telling me what a big fat liar I was. The way I figured it was I was already going to hell one more lie wasn t going to get me there any quicker.
Yeah maybe so Pete was smarter than he looked but when you saw him you sure as shit ran after him fast enough. Didn t look much like a goodbye from where I was standing.
I had no comeback for that. If I told him that I d just been trying to return Dev s wallet Pete would ask how I d gotten it in the first place and I wasn t prepared to go there with him not now not ever.
I can t help how it looked I finally said I only know what it was.
Pete stared hard at me falling back on his long ingrained boast that he could always see it in my face when I was lying. There been a thousand times when I d proved his little theory wrong but I couldn t see where telling him that now would make anything easier.
Okay he said slowly you re telling the truth.
I am I lied again. So what s it going to be Pete?
He shook his head and thought about that one. When he finally spoke it was slow like he was making it up as he went along. You know it s you that has this backwards. This isn t my decision it can t be. You re the one who has to live with the consequences. Your life your choice.
So I said not really knowing what answer I wanted to hear you aren t going to tell then?
With my words something shut down in his face but he simply said No.
And if I do get married in two days I picked my words carefully you ll still be my best man?
He looked at me solemnly Sorry Max I don t think I could do that.
Oh. There was nothing else I could think of to say.
I ll keep your secret he mumbled but I won t stand there and pretend I think you re some great guy for having it.
And if I went to Tess and told her everything?
Pete stared out of the window for a full minute before replying. Then you d still sort of be the same guy who s been my best friend since we were eight. I think that would have to count for something and I don t walk away from people I care about.
I see. I took my soggy bag of peas and threw it on top of a packing box. There had been times when I d imagined how this moment might feel but I d never guessed it would be like this. I hurt and it wasn t just from the beating. But in another way it felt good too. Scary as hell but good. Well that s nice to know. I shrugged. Cause I think after today I m probably not going to be seeing a lot of friendly faces for a while.
It ll be for the best Pete said seriously. You know that s the truth.
I shook my head No I don t but I sure as shit hope you re right.
Telling Tess was somehow better and worse than I d expected it would be. Pete was good to his word. He was there for me. He even went with me to her apartment though he waited in the car. When I came out gray-faced 30 minutes later he drove me home and then watched over me as I got totally stinking drunk.
At least she d reacted with anger it was a lot easier to take than if she d cried buckets or (God forbid) been understanding. Anyway besides calling me every fag slur she could think of (and she knew a lot courtesy of her father) the one thing she d been adamant on was that I better not open my mouth and tell people anything – at least until everyone had forgotten she d ever known my name.
But Tess hadn t figured on her Daddy. Apparently she hadn t waited long to call him with the happy news and he d immediately pressured her into telling him exactly what the reason was for the abrupt change in plans. Of course he d been furious and after taking time out to call me and tell me precisely what kind of scum I was made of he began to systematically let the rest of the world know why his darling daughter wasn t going to be wearing the white dress that had set him back six grand.
It didn t seem to matter to the old bastard that Tess begged him not to humiliate her like that. He was too bent on revenge to worry about something as trivial as her self-respect. He d told me in his phone call that he wouldn t be satisfied until he d told everybody what a pervert I was and I believed he was serious. Hell I wouldn t have been surprised if he took a fucking ad out in the paper.
After that little conversation Pete fielded the rest of the calls and finally decided to just turn off the ringer and let the machine pick up. Then he went for the second bottle of scotch when the two inches I d had left in my old one wasn t enough to do the job. After he got back I don t remember much about the rest of the evening.
The next morning I woke up in my own bed. It had to be Pete again doing his good Samaritan impression because there was no way I d been in any shape to get there under my own steam the night before. He d even put a bucket by the bed though thank God I hadn t needed it.
I staggered into the kitchen and found a fresh pot of coffee and a note:
Hey Dude (and fuck you cause I m still going to call you that and I don t give a shit what you think)
Anyway I made you some coffee cause I think you re going to need it! Now I m going over to the tux shop and cancel the rentals. I called Bill and Mark too and told them their services wouldn t be necessary.
I called Amber and she said Tess was doing pretty good all things considered. Her dad is really the main problem but I guess you already figured that out. He s still majorly pissed and Amber said if she were you she wouldn t open the door without checking who was on the other side for a while.
Later
P.
Oops almost forgot. Your dad called.
I stared at that last line for a long time. Like I d said my dad and I were never all that close not like he always was with my older brother though we got along okay. But it d been different the last couple of years since my mom died of cancer. We still weren t exactly bosom buddies but we d seen a lot more of each other and I think both of us had been surprised at how much fun that could be. Even so I hadn t really thought of him once through this whole thing or any of my family for that matter. It hadn t occurred to me to call him last night and tell him that Tess and I had called off the wedding let alone tell him the reason why. But I knew it was going to do be necessary to do both and pretty damn soon.
I waked over to the phone and looked at the answering machine beside it. Shit 17 messages. They were going to have to wait. First I had to call my dad I owed him that much at least.
I was just reaching for the phone when someone started pounding at my door. Remembering Amber s warning I looked through the peephole first. Damn it was Dad. I opened the door and was surprised when he grabbed and hugged me.
I kept waiting for you to call. He said when he d finally dropped his arms and negotiated his way through the mess of boxes on the floor to sit on my couch.
You know I guessed and God what a relief. I hadn t been sure how my dad would take the news that his younger son was gay. He wasn t as bigoted as Tess s dad this was true but I remembered the occasional slur when he d see two guys being affectionate out in public and I d never been really sure if that was just him making a bullshit comment or was a reflection of his real feelings about homosexuals.
Yeah I heard from… Christ what s his name? That friend of yours from work. Mark – right? He called and said since he couldn t get a hold of you here he thought maybe you were over at the house. Then he told me Tess had broken off the wedding. What happened? That old man of hers finally convince her you weren t good enough for her?
Oh shit. Yeah he knew about the engagement being over but he didn t have a clue why. Instead he d jumped to the conclusion that was easiest for him since he thought Tess s dad was as big an asshole as I did.
No sir that s not what happened.
It was the sir that tipped him off. Ever since my older brother Trevor and I had been kids we d used the sir salutation when we were trying to grease our way out of some shit we d pulled. Me using it was automatic but it was a mistake I regretted the moment it passed my lips because I knew he d know that whatever had happened I d been the one to instigate it.
What did you do?
Yeah I was right.
Look I stalled do you want some coffee? Or maybe a drink? I have some scotch I think. I looked around vaguely. I didn t think I d drunk the whole second bottle I was hung-over but not as bad as I d have been if I d done that
A drink? For Christ s sake Max it s eleven o clock in the morning. What the hell did you do if you think I need a drink now? I sat down on the opposite side of couch and sighed. It s not what I ve done well okay yeah that too but… I looked at him and saw there was real alarm in his face. And I had a sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach that told me it was only going to get worse.
Dad there s something I need to tell you. Something I maybe think I should have talked to you about a long time ago but I was always so sure it wasn t that big a deal and…
I stopped myself and took a deep breath. I had to face the truth now. The time for pretending was over.
That s a lie.
You aren t making any sense. Dad was scared. He sounded like he did when he told me my mom had cancer. Whatever it is just say it. I m sure it s something we can work out.
He d said that about my mother too. It hadn t been true then either. I looked him dead in the face and this time I didn t hesitate.
Dad I m gay. I like guys. I always have.
It was only the second time I d actually said the words and they shocked me as much as they did him. Tess had started screaming before I got the second sentence out but my father just stared at me like I d suddenly started speaking in tongues. But I knew that wouldn t last and I grabbed the top of the sofa and waited for the words to sink into his brain.
No that isn t so. He smiled at me.
Oh Christ this was bad. It wasn t like he was denying it to himself more like he was trying to convince me I was wrong. He didn t even sound upset. It was like it too much for him to grasp.
You ve always dated women. And Tess-look how long you and Tess…
Tess didn t know I interrupted because I d scream if he said one more word nobody did. I always hid it but believe me Dad it s not something I d be saying if it weren t true. And yesterday I finally did tell her. I should have done that a long time ago but it wasn t until yesterday that I finally got the balls to admit it to her – and I guess even to myself. That s why we aren t getting married anymore.
His mouth had dropped open during my little speech but now he closed it and swallowed like it hurt. How can you even know something like that? You ve always been with women.
It was a stupid question and my father was normally smarter than that. But this had thrown him like nothing I d ever put him through before. I could see that. It was too late to back down though even if I d wanted to.
I have I agreed and I found myself talking slowly like I was explaining something to a small child or someone who was very very hurt. I ve also been with men. Enough to know that they re what I really want.
I watched as the reality of what I d just said registered. Then I watched as he turned him into an old man before my eyes. He stood but had to hold onto the end of the couch to accomplish that maneuver. He walked carefully around the boxes until he got to the front door.
He turned and started to speak. You had so much going for you. Everything was yours just waiting to happen. I don t know why you d go and throw it away.
It doesn t feel like that Dad I wanted to try and explain but he put his hand up to stop me.
Don t. Just don t. I can t hear this right now. I m not sure I ll ever be able to hear this. His voice was rough and there were tears running down his cheeks.
He cleared his throat but his words were still choked. Do me a favor. Don t tell your brother. He doesn t need to know not yet. I want you to really think about all of this. You know it might not be too late you…
I m gay Dad.
My words affected him like a slap in the face but they had to be said until he realized I meant them. I hope you can accept that and still think of me as your son but whatever you decide I m still – I m always – going to be gay.
And you ll always be my son he mumbled and I had to strain to hear him. I would never deny that. But as for the rest I don t know. He looked one more time at me and this time when he spoke the words were only a whisper but they were clear and easy to catch. I just don t know. He shut the door gently behind him.
I sat on that couch for a long time after that. I might still be sitting there if Pete hadn t come back and banged on the door until I answered it. He d brought groceries and a new fifth of scotch for me and one of bourbon for himself and the news that most of the plans had been cancelled.
Ron had been busy. Pete said he d been asked by half a dozen people if it was really true that I was gay. He stumbled over the last word and it didn t take a genius to figure out it probably wasn t the same one those folks had used. Surprisingly I didn t give a rat s ass about that. I was still reeling from my father s reaction and there is only so much you can take in at one time.
Pete offered to stay the night again but I told him it wasn t necessary. What I meant was that I didn t really know what to say to him right then and I couldn t see what good it would do for the two of us to sit around staring at each other all night. Last night the emotions had been so high it hadn t mattered that our friendship was entering a whole new phase but today was something else again. I think he felt it too. At least he did judging by the relief on his face when I told him it was okay to leave.
After he d gone I made a trip to the kitchen and poured myself a drink. Then I went back to my spot on the couch and looked around and wondered how I was ever going to survive this mess. Some of it was about the mechanics. I d given up my lease on the apartment and I was either going to have to renew or find a new place pronto. The movers were due the next day too and that was something I d totally forgotten about.
I looked at my watch. It was still early enough to call and cancel and while I was at it I grabbed the phone number of the leasing agency and told them about my change of plans. Everyone was really nice but then why shouldn t they be? The landlord hadn t leased the place yet so all I had to do was agree to a fifty buck a month raise in rent and they were set. Same thing with the movers there s a lot of understanding you can give when you re holding a five hundred dollar nonrefundable deposit check.
I added those amounts to my share of the down payment on the condo the money I d forked over for the booze for the reception the ring the new couch and the trip to Hawaii I was never going to use and I began to realize that not only was this whole honesty thing incredibly painful it was damned expensive too.
But as I sat there and drank it wasn t my financial losses that I thought about. It was the anger in Tess s face and the sorrow in my dad s that haunted me. Even the confused looks Pete shot at me when he thought I wouldn t notice. I felt like smashing something – or maybe I just wanted to cry. I chose door number three and poured myself another drink.
The next morning I woke up with another hangover and a stiff neck. Pete hadn t been there to help me to my bed so I d slept on the couch. I staggered into the bathroom. As I stood at the john I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror. Jesus I could have qualified for a role in Night of the Living Dead if they decided to do a remake. I was covered in bruises and had the shiner from hell. I made my way to the kitchen to see if there was anything in there that was A edible and B something my stomach would agree to keep down. I shouldn t have bothered. The only things I found were the remains of the liquor. I shrugged and poured myself a stiff one.
That became the pattern of my days. I won t say I got stinking drunk all the time but I did manage to remain pleasantly numb. I ignored the messages on my machine and when they filled it I deleted them unheard. I didn t even leave the house. There was a drugstore a couple blocks away and for five bucks I could get one of the clerks to deliver the liquor I required to keep myself anesthetized. He even went to the grocery store for me a couple of times so I wouldn t starve to death.
I couldn t go on like that forever though and I knew it. Eleven days after I d come out of the closet I decided that maybe it was time to come out of my apartment too. I showered and shaved and went into the living room and looked around. My watch was on the coffee table and I picked it up and looked at it. One P.M. Today I was supposed to be getting home from my honeymoon. Tess s parents had been going to throw us a big welcome home dinner and then we were going to finally have our first night in our new place. I put it out of my mind. Last night had been the end of my pity party. I d promised myself that. Today was a new beginning and corny as that sounds I was actually kind of looking forward to getting started.
I decided to start out with something easy. The kid from the drugstore had kept me supplied with frozen pizzas and burritos but I was ready for more substantial fare. I sat down and made out a grocery list but it wasn t as much of a piece of cake as I d thought it would be. Who knew a list of food could be made up of so many symbols of how my life had changed? First I realized I could go back to buying two percent instead of the skim milk Tess always insisted on. Then there was the whole Mayo vs. Miracle Whip controversy we d never really been able to get over. I could now buy all the hot sauce I wanted without having to hear her lecture about how I was killing my taste buds and I guess I was officially back to eating pork too.
Then a thought occurred to me and I stopped. Dev s caramel corn. We d gone through the last bag almost a month ago. I deliberately hadn t replaced it because I didn t want any leftovers around to remind me of him. Should I pick up more now? The question seemed very important and suddenly I knew I had to have a definitive answer. I almost picked up the phone and then decided on something better.
It was stupid I supposed but I hadn t gotten a hold of him. Part of me had really wanted to. After all he was probably the one person on earth who would actually be happy about my change of status. I d thought about calling him had even picked up the phone a time or two but something had always stopped me. I guess I hadn t been ready to take that next step in admitting who I really was at least not until that morning.
Dev lived in Parkton just a couple of blocks from The Station. He lived in an Arts and Crafts bungalow that had been converted into a duplex more than fifty years ago. It was owned by an aging queen who lived with his partner in the other half. The plumbing sucked but the architectural details were superb. I d always been jealous of Dev s place even though the neighborhood was really too bohemian (translation: gay) for my tastes. It was a great house though and Dev s apartment was comfortable and large. I could easily see us sharing it and… I stopped myself. There was a lot of emotional baggage to sort through before we could start thinking about me packing my clothes for real.
That didn t scare me though today seemed like the best day of my life. I was finally free to be me whatever the hell that meant. I parked and had to keep myself from running up the sidewalk to his door I was that eager to see him. I was also terrified. It suddenly occurred to m that I really wasn t sure about what kind of reception I was going to get and honestly I didn t think I d blame him if he just slammed the door in my face.
I took a deep breath and knocked on the door. No answer. That didn t mean much Dev was a late sleeper on the days he didn t work and his bedroom was way in the back of the railroad car apartment. I pounded harder and tried to ignore the sick feeling I had in my stomach that had nothing to do with last night s booze.
You know you can break down the fucking door and that still isn t going to get you anywhere Keith Dev s landlord leaned back against his own door and took a deep drag from the cigarette he never seemed to take out of his mouth. Except onto my shit list.
Where s Devlin?
I didn t waste my breath saying hi. Keith had never liked me much and I wasn t about to add his name to my Christmas list either. He and his long time lover Nate were both pushing 50 and what they lacked in youth and beauty they more than made up for in sarcasm and smart assed jibes. He wasn t – in his own words – One to take much in the way of shit.
Devlin thought they were funnier than hell and had even told me once he hoped he d be as cool as they were when he reached their age. I couldn t see it myself.
Gone. Keith smiled evilly and flicked an ash off the front porch.
No shit I retorted I figured that one out myself. I meant when will he be back?
Hon you didn t figure out anything. I mean gone – as in forever.
What? I wanted to believe he was just being a mean bastard trying to jerk my chain but there was a certain malicious delight in his eyes that told me he was telling me the truth.
He moved out darlin . This morning. Had a moving van here and everything. Truck left about a half hour ago. Dev took off in his car a few minutes later. Don t know if he s coming back but I doubt it.
I don t believe you.
Keith shrugged Suit yourself but I don t know why you re so damned surprised. You were moving on. Guess Dev thought it was time he did the same.
I swear I heard the bastard laughing as I jumped off the porch and went around to the side to look through Dev s living room window. There was nothing there but a vacuum cleaner sitting in the corner and a box full of trash.
So it was true. I sagged against the cool brick of the building and tried to pull myself together. A memory flitted across my brain of the last time I d seen Dev sitting at the head of that table in Angelo s. There was a cake and presents I d assumed it was somebody s birthday but it could just as easily have been a farewell party.
I remembered something else – late night discussions about grad school and teaching. Hell I d even encouraged him to apply. He d never said he would though and then the wedding started taking up more and more of my time and attention and I d never bothered to ask about it again.
Oh Jesus I didn t know what I was going to do. While I d pictured a lot of different scenarios going on between us I d never thought that this would be one of them. Still I had to admit it made sense. In his position I might have done exactly the same thing. After all Dev had no idea how capable I was of fucking up my life. I d like to think if he had he d have stuck around to help pick up the pieces.
After a few minutes of self-pity I pulled myself together and walked around again to the front of the building. Keith disappeared presumably into his on side of the house. I took a deep breath and stepped up onto the porch. This time I picked the door on the right to knock on.
You still here? Keith looked at me with annoyance but I barely registered it.
Where did he go? My voice was hoarse.
Why the fuck do you care Max? I thought you were done with him. With us. Gonna have a real life. The sarcasm was heavy but underlying it was something I d rather not face.
I shook my head Don t okay? I know you don t like me very much. You-you probably have a good reason. I took a deep breath and decided to pretend this didn t bother me. But I don t give a shit about how you feel about me I m only asking that just this once you give me a break and tell me where Dev went. I tried to fight it but my shoulders started to shake and my eyes filled with tears. I dropped my head so the older man wouldn t see. Then I swallowed hard and forced the last word out of my mouth. Please.
He was silent. It didn t surprise me. I guess I knew I didn t deserve anything more from him. I started to leave. Keith reached out and stopped me with a touch to my shoulder. I looked at his face for the first time the mocking look was gone from his eyes.
Give him a break okay? His voice was quiet almost gentle.
It pissed me off. Believe it or not I m not here to cause trouble.
Maybe not he agreed calmly refusing to get pissy back and maybe I m sticking my nose in where it has no business. But before you go running after Dev and make him forget about everything but the shape of your ass I hope you ll think about what s best for him.
I felt my cheeks flush. God you really do hate me don t you?
Keith cocked an eyebrow at me and laughed softly. I don t know you that well. Not likely to either.
I could feel my face turning red. Damn I so wanted away from him but I couldn t go until I found something out. Yeah well just give me Dev s new address and you won t have to ever know me better.
He shrugged. I don t have it.
Bullshit!
Think what you want. Keith made a production out of lighting another cigarette. But I m telling you he doesn t have a place yet. This whole thing happened pretty quickly and there wasn t time.
Okay I bought it reluctantly then at least tell me where he s gone.
Keith blew a smoke ring and watched as it curled up and dissolved then looked at me like he was surprised I was still there. Finally he sighed. Las Vegas.
What? That wasn t the answer I was expecting.
I said Las Vegas. UNLV. School starts in a week. He couldn t make up his mind. Didn t even tell me about it until a month ago.
You were still ahead of me. I said bitterly and turned to leave.
Jesus Keith swore and I stopped in my tracks. You re unbelievable you know that? You think you have the right to be upset after what you ve put that poor kid through?
Me? I didn t need this shit and there was no way I was going to take if from this guy. I didn t do anything to Dev that he didn t want as much as I did.
Right he snorted You re a damn saint. You didn t do shit. You came around here shaking that tight little butt of yours saying one thing doing exactly the opposite. Making him think – hope-that maybe you d change your mind. And then when you do do you come to him? Call him? Say one goddamn word to him that tells him maybe you really do care a little bit about what he can give you besides a hard-on? His eyes narrowed and he blew out a big stream of smoke. Yeah that s right. We knew what happened. Good news travels quick in this dumb ass town and bad news even faster.
I shook my head and tried to speak but Keith wouldn t be interrupted.
He waited you know. After Jesse came over and told him what happened. Ten days he waited. That s why everything was so rushed. Keith s voice was precise and cold. All those messages on your answering machine. He would have gone to you but he wanted to give you space. Didn t matter he said you d call him. He really believed that. He shrugged. I never did myself but for his sake I wanted… He stopped and stubbed out his cigarette. Well it doesn t matter now does it?
I didn t know. I thought of all the times I d deleted messages without listening and felt like throwing up.
Like I said his shoulders sagged and now he didn t look mad only tired it doesn t matter anymore.
He turned and walked back into his house. I stumbled off the porch and found my way to my car more by luck than anything else. I was on automatic pilot too obsessed with the words going around and around in my head. Dev had waited for me. And I selfish to the end hadn t even thought about what he might be going through. Jesus.
I guess I could make an argument for myself say I was so traumatized that I wasn t thinking rationally. But it would just be another lie. I d thought about calling Dev but I d put it off because I didn t feel like dealing with him right then. All I wanted was a big ass pity party and it wasn t till I d indulged myself that I d come to see him. It had never occurred to me that he might have other plans that his life might have some options in it that didn t include me.
Somehow I made it back home. I stumbled into the kitchen and grabbed my new best friend Johnny Walker. I didn t even bother with a glass but when the liquor hit my mouth I gagged and spit it out in the sink. I put the bottle down. This time I didn t think it was going to help me with this last blow to my psyche.
I walked into the living room. The boxes I d packed so many weeks ago still sat there. I was tempted to load them into my car and just drive away. A new start in a new town maybe some place with some life. Some place like Vegas.
The answering machine was blinking. The calls had died off in the last week. I d still not answered them of course and had been routinely hitting the delete button before a voice could be heard. I wondered what I d have heard if I hadn t done that. I wondered if it would have made any difference.
Now there was one message. I reached over and punched the play button. I was going to delete this one too after all what was the point? My finger stopped an inch above the button though and I felt sick as I heard the voice on the tape.
Max it s Dev again. I don t know why I m calling you like this. God knows you don t seem to want to talk to me. I I guess I just need to finish this. I promise though I won t bother you again.
I winced but I couldn t blame him for thinking that.
Anyway this is goodbye in more ways than one. I m moving. Going out to Las Vegas can you believe it? And no not to play black jack I got accepted in the grad program there at UNLV. I m going to finish up my MS and then maybe go straight for a PhD. I don t know for sure yet if I ll be able to swing that financially but that s the plan.
He laughed a little sadly.
Course it may end up being a total bust and next week I ll be back at The Station warming up my favorite stool but I just wanted to tell you in case this does work out and you ever wonder what happened to me.
I looked longingly at the kitchen and wished I d brought the bottle into the living room with me. Dev kept on speaking into the tape.
Max…
His voice cracked but he cleared it and calmly continued.
Max I want to tell you something. I realize now that regardless of how I felt about you it wasn t the same on your side. That s okay by the way I ve dealt with it. But I wanted you to know that I still hope that someday you find somebody and that when you do you ll tear down that wall you were always going on about. I mean it s great to say it s a way to not get hurt but Jesus isn t it lonely?
He stopped talking and the machine clicked off.
I sat there for a long time in that quiet room. It was the middle of the afternoon and everybody in my building seemed to be at work or school. The stillness was complete. Even my tears were silent.
So how about that one? Jesse leaned over me and practically purred as he looked at the stud muffin with the long blond hair not six feet away from us.
He s hot I agreed. You should go for him.
Jesse s frown was apparent even in the poor light around the bar. I didn t mean for me. I meant for you.
Nah I m not in the mood. Besides I winked it s not my ass he s been checking out every time I lean over the bar to filch an orange wedge.
I told you I didn t get time to eat dinner. Jesse s answer was prompt but his attention and his eyes were on Surfer Boy. You really mean it. He s been looking at my ass?
Cross my heart.
Jesse smiled at me nervously then turned and started to walk towards his night s desire. He stopped and glanced back at me with a wink and a grin and I laughed back. But my smile didn t last as long as it took him to turn around. I was bored and I wondered what the hell I was doing there again for the fourth night in a row. Of course I knew the answer to that but sometimes it s easier to pretend.
It s been six months since that final message on my answering machine. A lot has changed but a lot hasn t. Tess hasn t spoken to me since I told her I was gay and my Dad still has a hard time meeting my eyes. Still I went back to work and they didn t give a rat s ass about my sexual preferences as long as I kept selling houses. I made some new friends to make up for the ones I lost and some of the people who d stopped talking to me started again.
Pete is still around though it s awkward and I rarely see him. He started dating Tess a couple of months ago. Not exactly a big surprise I guess but for obvious reasons we aren t as close as we once were.
Dev never called again and after a couple of sleepless nights I decided Keith was right and that I should give him a break and let him go. He does keep in contact with Jesse who tells me he s doing fine and loves the hot winters. Jess doesn t elaborate and I don t push it either. I know it s for the best but I kept that last message tape and I have to confess I ve listened to it more than once.
I spend a lot of time at The Station these days. Why not? I have nothing to hide. I sit at the bar and watch the parade of men who walk past me and I admit I m tempted. Sometimes I don t fight it either.
I tell myself this is healthy. That it would be stupid not to try and get on with things. But somehow I always end up regretting it. The sex may be great but afterwards most of them are as eager to split as I used to be and the ones that aren t make me want to run. Seems like nobody has much of a taste for after-sex caramel corn either.
So most of the time I restrain myself. I sit on Dev s old stool and I watch the bartender Neal and the smooth way he has of pouring bourbon and sympathy into his customers. I nod to the other regulars who acknowledge me now that they know I m not just slumming and I laugh with Jesse and assure him that blue really is his color. I even have a sort of wary friendship with Keith though I think that surprises us both and we d die before we d admit it to each other.
But mainly I study the door waiting for a tall guy with black curly hair and blue eyes so warm they could melt the filings in your teeth to walk in. Night after night I wait for him to come back. It doesn t seem to matter that I know he never will.