"Hello there, I've been hoping to bump into you." Colin smiled and held the door of the lift as I froze to the spot. What was he going to say? What on Earth did he think of me? Did he think I was some sort of pervert? I stepped out of the elevator, Colin stayed in the corridor letting the doors close.
"I just wanted to tell you that my lips are sealed, I won't tell anyone about what I saw I promise." He said.
The relief must have been obvious on my face, I really did not want all my neighbours knowing that I got a blow job from another man, my front door left open so that anyone passing could watch me getting my cock sucked.
"You got time to go for a pint?" Colin asked.
"Umm... I guess... sure..." What did he want to say to me? The thought of him blackmailing me crossed my mind but I decided that was probably a bit over-dramatic.
"The Red Lion?" Colin suggested the pub a couple of corners along, a quieter place but decent beer,
"Yeah, fine, OK."
Colin pressed the button to get the lift back and we stood there waiting in a massively uncomfortable silence.
The lift pinged as it arrived and the doors opened.
Colin gestured for me to go first.
The uncomfortable silence continued as we descended and walked the couple of minutes to the pub.
"Pint?" Colin offered.
"Could I have a dark rum and coke?" I felt a bit bad asking for a spirit but these days the price wasn't as different as it used to be.
"Sure", Colin headed toward the bar and I went to the furthest corner of the room to sit down. I had a feeling this was not a conversation I wanted other people to overhear, not that there were many people in.
"I got you a large one" Colin sat down beside me and placed two glasses on the table.
"Cheers, thank you, what you on?" I asked as he obviously had ordered a short himself.
"G & T" He replied, "I felt like I needed something stronger..."
He went silent and played with the beer mat in front of him on the table.
"That was certainly an unexpected sight the other day" he looked down, I waited and he finally spoke, "I never knew you were gay."
"I'm not." I too talked to the table rather than look at Colin.
"It sure didn't look that way." He didn't sound accusing, it was just an observation.
"No, no, I'm sure it didn't." I had no real idea how to reply.
"You certainly seemed to be enjoying yourself."
"I was... I did... it was... unexpected..." I trailed off.
"I guess he slipped me the same card he slipped you?" Colin reached into his jacket pocket and took out Tony's card.
TEXT ME
"Yeah, same one", I couldn't help thinking about, even though I had tried to fight it, how eager I was to message the next day.
"Have you? You know, texted him?" Colin genuinely seemed curious, not for any reason other than he just wanted to know.
"Yeah I did, I have, this afternoon as it happens."
"And?"
"And I was just getting back from his place when you met me." No point in playing the innocent. "We just had... you know... a bit more..."
"It's just that I was wondering... well, I was wondering if I should..." He looked embarrassed.
I drew an inward sigh of relief. He obviously didn't think I was a pervert or texting Tony would never have been a possibility.
"Look Colin" I said, feeling a bit stronger, "I'd never done anything with another bloke until... well, until you saw us. I'll tell you now, that was the best fucking blow job you're ever likely to get, if you want to text him and ask, I'm damn sure he'll be willing to oblige."
"You think?" Colin looked unsure, "I don't know if he could..."
I decided that I was going to be upfront, not going to shy away from it all, "He told me himself, he just loves sucking cock. Go for it, I won't say anything about it if you don't."
Colin played with the card in his hand.
"Look, just text him and say that you bumped into me on my way home and you asked me if you should message him, then tell him what you want, he's certainly not shy is he for fuck's sake?"
"You think?"
"Just do it."
"I'll just get us another round." Colin headed back to the bar.
I wondered to myself if I was encouraging Colin so that we'd each have something on each other to ensure silence. I decided I didn't much care, I'd had next to no sex for years and then had two of the most, no, *the* two most, explosive encounters of my life in two days. "I'm fifty-nine fucking years old" I thought to myself, "I'm fucked if I'm going to be ashamed of enjoying myself, if other people find out well fuck 'em, why should I care?"
I still didn't really want everyone to know though.
Colin returned with fresh drinks, took a huge swig of his gin and picked up his phone...
TWO DAYS LATER.
I knew Colin had texted Tony, I knew Tony had replied. Beyond that I knew nothing.
I just had to know,
I went and rang Colin's doorbell.
"Oh hi!" Colin opened his door and smiled, "come in, sit down."
"Come on, you've got to tell me!" I was itching to know how he got on.
"Well, I certainly enjoyed myself" Colin was as bright as a button as we went into his lounge and sat down. "I had amazing fuck" he beamed at me like butter wouldn't melt.
"What?! You let him fuck you?" I was certainly more than a bit surprised.
"No, no, no, I fucked him" Colin laughed. "Fucking good it was too, better than good. He erm, mentioned that we might fancy going round and spit-roasting him" he said casually, as if it were something he got asked every day.
"Oh." I had not the first idea of what to say. "Really?"
"Oh come on, I've seen you getting a blowie off him" Colin said.
"Yeah but I haven't seen you up to anything!" I replied a bit indignantly.
"No, that's true. There's a bit more to it you see. If you've got time I'll er... explain... but I need you to keep it to yourself..."
