101 EROTICA STORIES (173 page)

Rodney blushed when the guy notice he was starring at him and gave a timid wave. Rodney smiled and was going to wave back, but somewhere in her dancing the back of Lily's hand hit him in the head.

"Ouch!" He said turning around to confront her, but quickly headed for the bathroom when he heard most of the bar laughing.

"Rodney, come back here!" Lily plead "It was an accident, I was just lost in the music."

Rodney stopped and rolled his eyes, realizing he was in danger of causing a scene which would only draw more attention to him.

"Let's just stick to the bar, okay?" He said turning to face her.

"Yea, okay." She said nodding.

They returned to the bar and ordered two more beers. Rodney tried to be invisible while Lily pointed out men that she thought he might be attracted to. He was just about to tell her to shut up, when the man who had caught his attention before sat down on the bar stool next to him. Lily went silent mid word and went back to just sipping beer.

Rodney gave the man a sympathetic smile as he ordered a coke.

"Hi." He said when he realized Rodney was once again starring at him.

"Hi, from the looks of it your well meaning friends drug you here too." Rodney said attempting to make small talk.

"No, actually I wanted to come here tonight. It's my first time ever coming to a bar like this." The man said slightly blushing.

"You're straight then?" Lily asked butting into the conversation.

"No." The man said laughing. "Don't feel bad though, my wife thought so for years too."

"You're married?" Rodney asked.

"No, but I was. Married the first woman my mother fixed me up with. Tried to live the good life of a Baptist preacher's son, but I just wasn't made for it." The man shrugged.

"I got lucky in that department, my parents were atheists." Rodney said.

"Well, it wasn't until after my father's funeral I came out. So at least no one could say the news killed him." He said.

Rodney thought on what the man said for a minute and then nodded.

"You can laugh, it was supposed to be a joke." The other man said shaking his head.

Rodney just smiled at him. A corny sense of humor could be funny, if it was possible for other people to understand it.

"Rodney don't be rude to the cute man, introduce yourself and ask him to dance." Lily cut into the conversation once more.

He gave her an evil glare, and then purposely elbowed her in the side when he turned back to face the other man. "Rodney." He said holding out his hand.

"Stephen." The other man said as they shook hands. "And I'll dance with you so you can escape the nag, she reminds me of my ex wife."

"Your ex wife tried to fix you up with men?" Rodney asked him on the way onto the dance floor.

"After the shock wore off she tried to fix me up with her brother." Stephen admitted.

Rodney laughed. "Now I see why Lily would remind you of her, she tried to fix me up with the straight coffee house guy when we were in high school."

When they got to the dance floor it was much too loud to talk, even though it was a slow song. Stephen seemed even more shy than Rodney felt tonight. Rodney gave him what he hoped was a reassuring smile as he put his hands on his waist. Stephen rested his hands on Rodney's shoulders and looked up at him. "You have a really nice smile." He said blushing. He was only a few inches shorter than Rodney, but that was usually the height of the men that Rodney was attracted to.

"Thanks." Rodney said that awkward feeling returning to him.

He tried to concentrate on the music and not the feeling of Stephen's body pressing into his.

The music ended and he thought he'd escape the dance floor, but the other man looked up at him with pleading brown eyes and said "One more?"

He couldn't say no, even if he had wanted to. The next song was a faster paced one that Rodney didn't recognize. He didn't think with it being Stephen's first time at a gay bar that this dance would be any more intimate than the last one, but he was wrong.

No sooner than the song had began he was grinding his hips into Rodney's. Before his mind could react his body lead the way and he found himself enjoying the dance. He had to admit he was a little shocked though, when the other man turned around and started to rub his ass against his crotch.

Somewhere during the evening the night had came to life, and brought Rodney with it. He put his hands on Stephen's hips and they moved in time with the music. There was no question that by the time the song ended that they would dance the next one.

After the third song they walked laughing off the dance floor. They ordered drinks as they both tried to catch their breath.

"Hey, do you want to go somewhere quieter so we can talk?" Stephen said over the music that seemed to get louder as the night went on.

"Sure, there's a great little coffee house around the corner." Rodney suggested.

"Okay." He said looking a little disappointed.

"Or we could go back to my place." Rodney said before he lost the nerve.

Stephen just smiled as they walked out of the club. It was early enough that getting a taxi was easy. He gave the driver directions and then looked at Stephen. For the first time he noticed just how beautiful his brown eyes were, dark brown speckled with gold.

Rodney had to fight the urge to touch Stephen's face. He was taken aback when he realized how much he actually wanted to be with this man he had just met. The ride home seemed so much longer than the ride there had been. Stephen laced his fingers threw Rodney's and leaned his head on his shoulder.

Rodney kissed the top of his head and then laid his chin against his hair. His hair was soft and smelled of patchouli and sandalwood. The smell of which had always reminded Rodney of sex.

When the taxi finally arrived at Rodney's house he nearly forgot to pay the driver before getting out of the car. He had to force himself to calm down, so that he didn't spend all night fumbling with his keys trying to get the door open.

Once inside the house he couldn't resist any longer. He kissed Stephen. Rodney could tell that he had taken the other man by surprised, but when he felt Stephen's tongue dancing with his own, he knew that his advances were welcome.

His hands found Stephen's well sculpted ass and gave it a squeeze as Stephen nibbled on his lower lip. They shed their coats and shoes in silence as Rodney lead him through the house to the bed room. After a moment of hesitation of bringing another man into the territory that once solely belonged to him and Jason, he pushed Stephen back onto the bed.

Stephen was quick to take off his own shirt and then to help Rodney with the buttons on his. Rodney threw his shirt across the room and kissed Stephen once again.

It was Rodney's turn to be taken by surprised. Stephen quickly undid his belt buckle tossing the pants across the room, then undid his pants pulling us penis out of his boxers. Rodney gasped at the sudden exposure but didn't have much time to think, because Stephen's tongue began to play at the head of his penis.

Rodney's eyes rolled back in his head, he had nearly forgotten how good it felt to have someone besides his own hand paying attention to his penis. He let down his guard and just let pleasure take over his mind. Tonight might have been Stephen's first time at a gay bar, but Rodney didn't think it was his first time giving head. His mouth work his engorged penis too expertly.

When Stephen stopped, Rodney had to fight the urge to hold his head in place to encourage him to finish him off to orgasm. Stephen left the room and quickly returned after retrieving a condom from his coat pocket.

Rodney took advantage of his absence to take his pants and boxer shorts off. Stephen smiled at the sight and tossed the condom onto the bed so he could finish undressing. Rodney took a moment to in the beauty of the nude man before him as Stephen moved on to the bed. Stephen's body was well muscled, evidence of his weekly trips to the gym, and his penis stood eight inches hard.

Rodney stroked Stephen's erection as the other man slid the condom over his penis. In that moment Rodney realized he didn't quiet remember where the lube was. He had moved all of the sex supplies out of the bed room when Jason died. In a moment of panic his mind raced trying to find the memory of where he had put the lube.

He jumped across the bed searching through the night stand, and then stood up on top of the bed so he could easily see the top shelf of the head board. It was in neither place.

He then jumped off the bed and headed down the hall to the bathroom searching threw the medicine cabinet. Rodney was down on the floor searching through the cabinet under the sink when Stephen walked in.

"Are you okay?" He asked.

"Yes." Rodney blushed. "I just can't remember where the lube is."

Stephen laughed, and Rodney realized how much of a loser that must have made him sound like. "It's just that I took it all out of the bed room after.." He let his words trail off.

"I have some in my coat pocket, always a good thing to carry around anyway." Stephen said arching a brow. "Now if you'd like to come back to the bed room, I'll go get it. Or you can just wait here, sex on the floor might be fun."

"No, I'll come back to the bed room. The carpet in the bathroom is notorious for leaving nasty carpet burn on the knees." Rodney answered once again not realizing that Stephen was trying to make him laugh.