Caleb
After my night with Bruce, I admitted to myself, that I was gay. I enjoyed my night with him, we did get together one more time before he finished with our training. He left town and I never saw him again, but thanks to Bruce I at least had an idea what I liked and what I could do with another guy.
I worked up the courage to go to the Final Stop again on my own. I was a little bit nervous as I sat at the bar, how do I approach someone? What do I say? What am I looking for? I wished I had asked Bruce some of those questions.
I nervously sipped my beer and looked around the room, just as a guy sat in the stool next to me. I glanced over, he looked to be in his mid to late forties. I hadn’t really thought about being with someone that was older than me, hell, this guy was the same age as my dad. I was a little bit uncomfortable and just looked straight ahead, trying not to look interested. The bartender noticed, he handed me another beer and said, “here is the beer for your friend, he just walked in.”
I looked toward the door as another guy had just walked in, I thanked him and left the bar. The older guy shrugged and moved back to the table with a few other guys. I found a few guys that were closer to my age and talked with them for a while. Dang, this wasn’t going to be easy, I guess I wasn’t just looking for another gay guy, but I was looking for something specific, I just wasn’t sure what that was. I had another beer and talked to a few guys, they were nice, but I went home alone.
The next morning, I woke up and had a lot to think about. I have finally admitted I was gay, but now I had to think about what type of guy I was looking for, did I just want a hook up or more of a relationship? Apparently the ten years age gap between me and Bruce was ok, but the twenty plus years was too much. As I talked to some of the guys, I also knew that I preferred more straight acting guys, the feminine guys just didn’t get me going, no offense to them. I guess I was looking for someone more like me, a blue collar, beer drinking type, not an appletini drinking, fingernail polish wearing guy. Again, no offense to those guys, they were actually a lot of fun to party with, but I wanted a man’s man.
Over the next few months, I learned to navigate the gay bar scene, and met a couple good guys. It amounted to nothing more than hook ups but, I was having a good time. I was also worried about being caught at a gay bar and decided it was time to come out to my family. I stopped by my parent’s house after work one night and just spilled my guts. It went ok, they weren’t happy, but they were supportive.
Mom said, “we will always love you; we just want you to be happy.”
Dad didn’t say much, but I was relieved that they at least didn’t disown me or anything drastic. I would still stop by weekly, and mom was her normal self, but dad was still quiet when I was around. He was in the garage working on his truck when I pulled in. I yelled hi as I went in the house to talk to mom, he returned the greeting as always.
After I talked to mom for a few minutes, I went to the garage, “hey dad, can I give you a hand?”
He had his head in the engine compartment, “sure, hand me that screwdriver please.”
I handed it to him, he tightened a screw and then stepped back and was wiping his hands. He gave me the screwdriver back and said, “I didn’t know if you would want to help me do this kind of thing anymore.”
I sighed, “dad, I’m sorry you’re disappointed in me, but I haven’t changed, I still like to work on cars and fix things, I still like watching football with you, it’s just I don’t want to be with women. You don’t have to treat me any differently than you ever have.”
He ran his hands through his hair, “I know that Caleb, I may not completely understand everything, but I know you’re still the same kid, I guess this may just take a little time to get used to, and I’m not disappointed with you.”
I smiled, “I’ll make a deal with you, just treat me like you always did and, I won’t tell you about having sex with guys.”
He rolled his eyes, “oh God, you have a deal.”
I gave him a hug, and we finished working on his truck, I think I had an even better relationship with my dad after our talk.
I had been out now about two years, dad and I were still getting along great, and most of my co-workers knew and didn’t care one bit about what I did outside of work. I had even worked up to Lead-person on my shift basically I was assistant shift supervisor. So now that things were good with my family and going well at work, I started to think that I should find someone to share my life with.
I had become a regular at the Final Stop, I walked in and took my seat at the bar. Tyler, the bartender said, “hey Caleb, how about a beer?”
I smiled, “I guess I could try one, I have heard good things about them.”
He laughed as he opened the bottle and handed it to me. I turned to scan the room to see if there were any newcomers to the bar. I took a drink as the front door opened, he walked toward the bar and ordered a beer. He was about my height, blonde hair, and the bluest eyes I have ever seen. I can’t say that I ever noticed anyone’s eyes before, but I did notice his. He sat at the bar with an empty stool between us. I tried to check him out without being too obvious, but when I realized he was doing the same thing, I thought, the hell with it. I moved to the stool next to him.
I said, “hi, I’m Caleb.”
He smiled, “hey, I’m Thomas, how are you?” He held his hand out and we shook.
“I’m good, I haven’t seen you in here before, are you new in town?” I asked him.
He took a drink, “no, I have lived here a while, but I work on the road, so I don’t get in here too often.”
I nodded, “so, what kind of work do you do?”
He said, “I work construction, but most of the time we work in other towns, we build manufacturing plants.”
I said, “I think you guys built the last expansion on the plant that I work at.
He nodded, “yeah, I heard some of the guys on my crew talking about that job, I started right after that project was finished.”
I ordered each of us another beer and we continued to get to know each other. I told him about my schedule, and he told me that he worked out of town for three to four weeks at a time. He would be home for five to seven days and then back out of town. We had a very nice talk and found we had a lot in common, as we finished our last beer, I put my hand on his knee, “do you want to go back to my place?”
He had a big smile, “I thought you would never ask.”
As soon as we walked into my apartment, we were kissing and pulling each other’s clothes off. We made our way to my bedroom, Thomas had a toned body, just as I would expect of a construction worker. His legs, back and chest were nicely tanned, in contrast to the pale skin of his upper thighs and round ass. Our cocks were hard as rocks as they rubbed against each other spreading precum in their path. We fell onto my bed and immediately took each other’s dicks into our mouths, moaning as we bobbed up and down. Thomas squeezed my balls with one hand and fingered my ass with the other, the combination was intense. I rolled onto my back as he pushed my legs up and started to rim me with the most talented tongue that I have ever felt. Once he had me good and wet, Thomas came up for a kiss as he worked his cock into my waiting hole. Just as I hoped, he was a perfect fit. We got a good rhythm going, I pushed up and without letting Thomas’s cock out of my ass, we rolled over so that I was now riding him. I bounced up sand down and soon my ass was dripping the hot cum that he had just deposited in my hole. I pulled up off his deflating cock and dove down and licked his ass, just as he was catching his breath, I drove my dick into his pucker. He gasped as he pulled his legs up further, moaning as his eyes rolled back in head. His hole was so tight that I only lasted a few deep strokes, and I filled his hole just as full as he filled mine. We kissed as we came down for our sex filled high. We took a shower, and I invited Thomas to spend the night, he quickly agreed. We woke up the next morning in each other’s arms and big smiles on our faces. It was my three days off shift, so we spent the entire time together. When it was time for me to go back to work, Thomas was getting ready to head back out of town for his next job. We exchanged numbers and all the while he was gone, we would text or talk daily. Although our schedules were going to make things difficult, I was confident that we could make this work, Thomas told me that he felt the same way.
Up until I had met Thomas, I had never introduced any of my friends to my family. Thomas and I had been seeing each other for several months and I was helping dad replace his garage door opener.
I took a deep breath and said, “so dad, I have been seeing a guy for a few months now, I would like you to meet him, how would you feel about me bringing him over here the next time he is home?”
He asked, “the next time he is home? What does he do?”
I explained, “he works construction and is home for a few days every month. We have really hit it off, and I want you and mom to meet him.”
Dad thought a minute, “I guess I knew this would happen sooner or later, what would I say to him?”
I chuckled, “just talk to him like you talked to Miranda and Levi’s partners, when you first met them.”
He nodded, “yeah, I guess that makes sense, I’m sorry Caleb, I am trying, if you want me to meet this guy, I am willing.”
I smiled, “thanks dad, he is a great guy.”
The next time I talked to Thomas, I asked him if wanted to meet my family and he was excited at the chance. He told me the next time he would be home, and I called mom to set it up. She of course had to make it a big family dinner, inviting my sister and brother and their spouses.
We got to my parent’s house, and I made the introductions, we all sat in an awkward silence for a few minutes.
Thomas finally said, “ok, you can ask me anything you want, but I will not tell you about mine and Caleb’s sex life.”
Before anyone else could react, my dad exhaled, “oh, thank God.”
We all erupted in laughter, and with the ice broken we all relaxed and by the time we were eating, it was like Thomas had been part of the family as long as my sister and brother’s spouses. It turned out to be a nice evening and my dad seemed to genuinely like Thomas. As I was giving mom a hug when we were leaving, she whispered, “I like him, Caleb.” I smiled, “thanks mom.” I was glad my family liked Thomas, but when my dad sent me a text with a simple thumbs up, I was over the moon.
I showed Thomas the text as we stripped and crawled into bed that night. We spend the next couple of hours fucking and sucking each other in every position possible. We were both so happy with how things were going between us.
We had even started talking about one of us changing jobs so that we could spend more time together. We thought the best solution was for Thomas to take a job with a construction company that only worked locally. We knew that meant a pay cut, but if he were to be home all the time, he could give up his apartment and move in with me. We spent most of our time at my place anyway.
The next time Thomas was home, he spent two days applying for local jobs. I was getting excited that we would soon be able to spend more time together. By the time that Thomas needed to leave again, he had not yet heard back from any of the places that he applied to.
I was also disappointed that this time, he was going to be gone for six weeks, as they were under a deadline and all the crews were on site to finish the project they were working on. There was going to be no time off for anyone until the job was complete.
Thomas told me that when he came home next time, he would have an extra week off, so he was sure that he could find a new job and then we could move in together.
The next six weeks seemed to crawl by so slowly, I was marking the days off on my calendar. Thomas told me he finally had airline tickets and would be home the next Friday afternoon. He told me he would come straight to my place from the airport and told me to be ready to spend the entire weekend in bed.
I decided I wanted to surprise him and pick him up at the airport. I checked the schedule online, I knew what airline he was using and found the flight that he would be coming in on.
I arrived at the airport about an hour before Thomas’s flight was due in. My cock was already starting to swell in my pants. I checked the arrival board and saw the flight was delayed, I had another hour to kill.
I walked over to the bar that was next to the area that Thomas and the rest of the passengers would be exiting and ordered a beer. I was so excited, I couldn’t wait to see the look on his face when he saw me.
