“Nah, not right now. Just playing the field” I said, leaving it ambiguous. Changing the subject, I said “Let’s take a look and see if we can do something about this beast.” He was my go-fer, finding tools and helping out. We changed oil and oil filter, cleaned the air filter that looked like it had been soaked in oil and kicked around a dirt field all day, and replaced the plugs. I could tell that the carb was going to need some TLC when we took the air filter off, but crossed my fingers and started it up. It was definitely better than when he brought it in, but still not like it should be. A little probing more and I found some other issues that were gonna require more parts to get it running right. I looked over a few other things and found some stuff that worried me.
“Louis, does this thing handle like a pig?” I asked.
“I don’t know, why?” he asked concerned.
“The wheel bearings are shot, look at how the wheel wobbles. And this belt is all cracked. You shouldn’t be riding this thing until we get those fixed. It’s gonna kill you like this. Let’s make a list of parts we need and then I’ll pick them up” I told him seriously.
“Fuck. I guess I’m taking the bus back home. It’s after nine on a Saturday night, that should be interesting” he said.
“I can give you a ride home, don’t worry.” I replied.
“Really? You did a lot for me already. Dinner is on me then” Louis said back in a happy and eager tone.
I laughed. “I can’t go anywhere like this. They’d even throw me out of Mickey D’s” I said.
“No problem, I’ll make burgers or something at my place. You can even shower there” he replied.
“How can I refuse?” I said back with a grin. My cock was grinning too and starting to strain my jockstrap under my shorts. “Can you close the door? I need to change clothes and don’t want to give the neighborhood a show” I asked. Louis closed the door and as it hit the ground I unbuttoned my shorts and let them fall. I stepped out of them and then folded and laid them on the bench. I was standing there in nothing but my bulging jockstrap and leather boots and I could sense Louis looking at me. I had never been shy being naked around other guys. While I might not be a model, I thought I looked pretty good.
“Damn” I heard him say as I bent over and untied the boots before taking them off and then sliding my jeans back on, stuffing my plump cock inside. “What?” I asked.
“Uh… more ink” he said, stumbling for words. I knew what might have thrown him but decided to be coy.
“You like the serpent wrapped around my leg?” I asked.
“Uh, yeah. But the other one…” his voice trailed off. He had obviously seen the tattoo of interlocked male symbols on my ass.
“Oh yeah. My first tattoo. When I just turned 18 and was out and proud” I replied.
“You’re gay? You don’t seem like a guy that would be uh…” he said, shocked.
“Queer? Not every gay guy matches the stereotype. I could take you places and show you the real breadth of gay guys in the city and you’d be surprised. I hope it doesn’t change how you think of me” I said.
“Oh no, I didn’t mean it that way. I was just really surprised” he said apologetically.
“You still want a ride home from a fag?” I asked sarcastically.
“Oh yeah, please. And my offer of dinner and shower are still there if you want” Louis said. I wasn’t sure if he was really being honest with me or just being nice until his bike was fixed. I took him up on it and we wheeled the Yamaha out of the garage and I handed him a helmet. “Gotta play safe, too many bad drivers out there” I told him. It was ironic since with almost every other activity I rarely played safe. I locked the door and asked him “You ever ride bitch?” and he shook his head “no.” I explained how to get on after I did and told him “You can either hold on to the grab handles or me. I’ll go easy.”
As we rolled away, I was surprised to feel his hands around my waist and it felt kind of good. At every stop his chest was against my back. We got to his place and he told me to park in his parking space in front of his car. We went up to his apartment which was a really nice two bedroom with a balcony overlooking the parking lot. He dug out a towel and said “Let me find something to eat while you shower. Burgers ok?”
“Yeah, sure” I replied. I had kind of hoped he would shower with me, but that was asking way too much. I left the door open and stripped before I put the towel next to the shower and hopped in. I took my time, cleaning off the grease and dirt and enjoying the hot water on my body. When I finished, I stepped out and grabbed the towel and Louis was standing at the bathroom door in only a pair of basketball shorts looking at me.
“Fuck. You just have more surprises, don’t you?” Louis asked.
“What do you mean?” I asked, confused at what he meant.
“Well, you left the door open so I assume you like people seeing you naked and that big fuckin’ ring on your cock” he said.
“More like a habit. I never close the door at home since no one else is usually there, but yeah I don’t mind guys watching me naked. As far as the piercing, it’s one of many. I got it when I turned 21 and finally got it to 0 gauge. You like it?” I replied feeling him getting more comfortable.
“Shit, that had to hurt. You take it out to fuck?” Louis asked.
Laughing, I said “It really didn’t. It was one of the easiest piercings I’ve done. I take it out if someone asks, but usually just leave it in. It feels amazing for both bottom and top.” I had finished off drying and I was just standing there naked. I didn’t make any move to get my clothes. “You seem to be pretty interested in my body. Is there anything you want to see closer or touch?” I said with a smile. Louis turned bright red and fumbled for words. “I really don’t mind” I said as I walked closer to him.
“Its just that some of the mods you have done I have thought about. We’re both hairy guys so now I can kind of see what it might look like on me” Louis explained as his fingers reached towards my pierced nipples. The moment he touched one, my cock immediately started to stiffen.
“Careful there, you’ve awakened the monster” I said with a chuckle.
“What?” he asked.
“Your nipples aren’t wired to your cock? Mine are and it doesn’t take much” I said as I reached over and rubbed my thumb over his left nip.
“Oh fuck!” he yelled out and I watched his shorts bulge out.
“No one has ever played with your nips during sex or foreplay?” I asked, incredulous.
“Uh, no. Most women I’ve been with haven’t liked me playing with their tits either” Louis said.
“Damn. You’re missing out. Its an amazing erogenous zone. Have you ever just explored another person’s body? Just let your fingers, lips or tongue touch and taste someone?” I asked. I could see he was getting shy about talking like this.
“Uh.. not really. Uh… I…. Uh… I need to take a shower and wash the sweat and dirt off too” he said.
“OK, I’ll take a look at dinner” I replied.
Louis pushed his shorts and underwear off and hopped into the shower in a flash. I picked up his shorts and underwear and sniffed them, enjoying his masculine scent. I dropped the underwear on the floor and put his shorts on. I went to the kitchen and saw two burger patties sitting there on a plate and a bag of frozen veggies. I went out on the balcony and found the grill already warmed up and went back in to get the burgers. I cooked the burgers, nuked the veggies in the microwave and set the table. With the grill off and the burgers plated, I closed the drapes in the living room and took his shorts off, tossing them back in the bathroom.
I was standing there at the bathroom door when he got out of the shower and I watched him dry off, like he had done to me. He went to reach for his shorts and I said “Nope, if I’m naked you’re naked.” Louis dropped them and before he could say anything more I told him “Dinner is ready” and walked back to the table. Louis joined me and we ate dinner quietly chatting about nothing. Near the end of the dinner he said “You’d make a great wife with meals like this.”
I chuckled and said “It’s husband and I’m glad you like it. I just spiced it up with what I could find.”
“Yeah, I’m not much of a cook. You kind of have it all. You can build shit, you can fix motorcycles, you can cook and you’re…” he stopped before he could finish and I could tell he was embarrassed.
“I’m what? An asshole?” I asked, wondering what he was going to say.
“Sexy” he mumbled.
“Thanks. You know, it doesn’t make you gay to say that another guy looks good” I replied as he got up and started cleaning the dishes.
After a minute he said “I know, but I mean it in the gay sense. I don’t know why, but I’m attracted to you.” I could hear his voice crack and even though I was standing behind him, I could see the tear rolling down his cheek.
“Hey, don’t ever let anyone tell you your feelings are wrong” I told him as I turned him around. I looked into his eyes and wiped the tear away. We stood there a few moments and then he moved his head towards mine and we kissed for a minute. I hugged Lous and then said “I’m gonna head home. Thanks for dinner and the shower.
Do you want to meet next Saturday and finish up your bike? I have… uh… things to do tomorrow, but I might be able to do some work on it this week. Monday is out for me and Tuesday is out for you since we both have dates with Sky. It’s gonna take a few days to get the parts anyway.” I grabbed my clothes out of the bathroom and put them on.
He looked back at me a little sad. “Uh, yeah. Saturday is good. Same time?” He asked.
“Yeah. You have my number if things change. Or if you just want to talk” I said. I think he wanted me to stay the night, but I wasn’t sure where I wanted this to go now.
Initially, I wanted to get into his pants, fuck and move on. Now, it was getting more complicated. Sunday I headed up early to my cousin’s farm for a day of dirt biking. I was exhausted when I got home and went to bed right away. Monday, I was at work early and then went home to shower and then get over to Sky’s place where I spent a few hours face down as he inked up the first part of my back tat. I was relaxing Tuesday night when I got a text from Sky - “WTF?”
“Huh?” I replied.
“U gonna fk Louis?” Sky answered.
I didn’t know myself. After a few minutes I replied “if he wants.”
“He’s a mess from his breakup. Give him time. Don’t take advantage of him. He’s a nice guy” was the response. Sky knew that I rarely was in a relationship and much preferred to pick em up, fuck em and then go on to the next guy.
I replied “I know he is. I’ll be good.” I then sent off a message to Louis. “u ok?” I didn’t hear anything back before I went to sleep. There was nothing the next day either.
Thursday I got home from work and there were a few packages in front of the door. I opened each one and it was all of the parts for Louis’ bike. I sent off a text “Hi. got all the parts. want to work on it tomorrow?” I waited a few minutes and then packed everything up into one box and grabbed a few bungee straps. I tied the box on the back of the Yamaha and then headed over to the garage.
I was just about to finish putting the new bearings in the front wheel of Louis’ bike and heard my phone on the workbench buzz. I got the wheel back on the bike and went over and tapped the phone with my only greaseless knuckle. Louis had replied but with my hands full of grease I couldn’t open the phone up to find out what he said. I realized I was almost as nervous as when I was in high school and had my first boyfriend. I wiped my hands clean and read the message. He said “can’t make it til 7. too late?” and I replied “no.” I finished up the front end of the bike and put on the new drive belt before pulling the carb off. I disassembled it and left most of the parts sitting in cleaning fluid before I cleaned my hands up and closed up shop for the night.
Friday I was distracted most of the day and got several comments that I was working at half speed or too ready for the weekend. As I was packing up to leave Carlos walked up, slapped my ass and asked “Hot date tonight?” I grinned back at him and replied “Nah, workin' on a guy’s bike.” Carlos laughed and said “Make sure to ride it hard ” and winked at me.
