Joe, The Man, Part XIX
"Planning The Wedding"
By Joey E
Well, I just couldn't leave well enough alone. Though I have been criticized for beating this series to death, I decided to continue it. This is the nineteenth installment of the continuing story of Joe and Matt. This is the sequel series to Dan, The Man. And I strong suggest you go back and read the series from the beginning. It will be much better if you do. As usual, if you're under 18 or 21 in some areas, please don't read on. This series is a work of fiction. All rights reserved. No unauthorized duplication is permitted.
This part picks up two years after the last chapter of the series left off. Be aware of that as you read on.
"Joe," Matt asked, after we had just had a blissful two hours of time together in bed…
"Hmm?" I asked, resting my head on his smooth, strong chest.
"How about a wedding?"
"A wedding, eh? Cool. Can I play at it?" I asked, not really paying attention. His strong hand grabbed my arms.
"No, I'm serious bud," Matt said.
"Well, I'd have to wait for you to have a steady full-time job. I ain't marrying a lazy-ass husband…" I said, chuckling.
"I have a job, smart ass! A good one!"
"I know, I know," I said. "I'm just bustin' your balls."
"So would you consider it?"
"Of course, man. We've been together for, what, two years now? We've made it through both of us graduating and find jobs. We're as happy as we ever could be. It's logical!" I explained.
"So, you would then?"
"Yes I would." I suddenly shot up in bed. "Why? Is this a proposal?" I asked, wondering what this muscle stud had up his sleeve.
"Not really, just sort of a dry run," he explained, taking me in his arms.
"Ah, okay," I said, resting in his arms again.
We fell asleep as we had done for the last year, sleeping together in the same bedroom in the same bed of our apartment. It was heaven. I'd go to work every morning the same time he did. We'd eat our meals together, do things
together. And we'd never bore one another.
Don't get me wrong. That whole scene just played above was in my head all the time afterwards. I'd love to marry him. I had every intention of getting married when I was older and shit like that. I wanted to be "normal". I wanted to have a family someday of my own. Live with someone I loved. Share my life. Since, Matt threw the idea out on the table, I decided to take that as a hint. I went to a jewelry store shortly after that and bought my man a ring. However, I had to take Jay, my former roommate and friend, since I had no clue of what ring I should get. It was just the question of when to ask him.
Since it was the spring time, Matt wanted to go up with me to my old hometown area and hit the amusement park up there called Dorney Park and Wildwater Kingdom. Well since it was late spring, the water park wasn't open, but I didn't care about that. They had upgraded the park more since I was there last about 6 years ago. New roller coasters were speeding by. New rides every where. It was amazing.
After a day's worth of riding and spinning, we decided to call it a day. Matt had only been to my old hometown once before with me. And even then, we didn't have time to drive around to show him my old high school and shit like that. So, we had plenty of time at five in the evening. I showed him all around the small city of Bethlehem, PA. Showed him my old house. We parked the car on my old street and went for a walk around my old neighborhood. I had always wanted to do this with him, but never had the chance. It felt good be there with him. We ran into some old neighbors.
I had a lot of things going on in my mind that evening. I didn't even stop to think that Matt would notice that something was going on inside my head. But as usual, the mind reader he is, he did.
We were playing on the freakin' monkey bars like we were five years old in a park that I used to go to sometimes when I was younger.
"Are you sure your fat ass can fit on this slide?" I asked, grinning.
"Shut up before I sit on you," he said sliding down the slide.
I swung across the bars all the way to the other side. I had to lift up my feet so they wouldn't touch the ground. However, I did it. We finally went over to the swings. We tried to see who could swing higher. I believe I won. But he claimed he could've gone higher except he was scared that the swing would swing off.
We laughed as we swung higher and higher. It felt so good to be a kid again. Finally, we slowed down and stopped. I was contemplating whether this was the time and the place to do the next thing I was going to do.
"Joe, are you thinking about something?" he finally asked.
I turned to him and smiled. "Yeah I am."
"What's up, bud?"
I got up off the swing and I smiled at him as I walked up in front of him. We were almost at eye level with me standing in front of him and he sitting on the swing.
"Matt, you know that you're everything to me now. You're part of my life. Ever since that day I saw you in the rec center, I knew there was something special about you."
"Yeah, I have muscles…" he interjected.
I chuckled before I continued. "But seriously, back then in college,
you were like my savior man. I was wandering aimlessly until you dropped
into my life. And I thank you for that."
"Bud, you know that…"
"And, I want say that the last year living with just you have been out of this world," I said, not waiting for him to complete his sentence.
"I agree, bud," he said, grinning at me.
I reached into my pocket and pulled out a velvet box.
"Matthew Thomas," I said, trying to open the box. The damn box wouldn't open. I took my eyes off him and focused on the box I was trying to open.
"Fuck," I said softly, trying to open it. God it was like a comedy scene. Why me? He gently took it from me and opened it. He gave it back to me, not looking inside. I looked into his eyes again and continued.
"Matthew Thomas, will you marry me?" I asked.
For the fourth time in our three years of dating, I saw tears in his eyes. He grinned widely and I smiled back. I put the case in front of him and he looked at it. It was just a regular gold ring, nothing special, but at least something. (I had no sense when it came to jewelry. Jewelry to me was just something you had to keep track of or you'd lose it. And for me, I never bothered to wear any besides my watch.
"Aw, bud," he said, his voice choking up. My smile got bigger as he took the ring out and put it on his ring finger. "Aw….bud…" It fit.
""Aw, bud…" he said looking back up at me. He got up off the swing and wrapped his strong arms around me.
"Yes," he whispered in my ear. I backed away just to see his face. I smiled and leaned in to kiss him. He leaned over and our lips met, right in the middle of the neighborhood playground.
"Yes, oh, hell yeah," he said again.
"I love you," I said before I leaned in for another kiss. We kissed for about five seconds before we broke the kiss.
He looked at the ring on his finger. "It looks beautiful, bro," he said, putting his arm around me.
"So you will?" I asked, smiling.
"Yes, I accept," he said, holding out his hand to me. I took it and we walked some more holding hands in the park. It wasn't quite dark out. I couldn't believe we were in my old neighborhood holding hands let alone that I had just proposed to my boyfriend.
We walked back to the car, and started to head home towards South Jersey again. On the way we discussed our plans. Since we were both out to our families, we knew they would want to come.
"Where do you want to have it?" he asked.
"How about the rec center?" I said laughing, being that was the first place we ever saw each other.
"Well, I was thinkin' a little more romantic than that!"
"I don't really care man. It makes no different to me. As long as we have it," I said.
"Your old apartment?" he asked, smiling.
"Now there's a thought!" I said, laughing.
"Well, we'll figure out something. Hey! How about your backyard?"
"I'm sure my neighbors would enjoy that," I said, being sarcastic.
"Oh, true, true."
"When should we set the date for?" I asked.
"Hmm..not sure bud. How about next month?"
"Next month? But I just proposed to you!"
"I don't know, Joe. I don't know anything about this getting married stuff."
"You've had friends that have gotten married, don't you?" I asked.
"Sure, but I never was directly involved," he said.
"I know what you mean. Well, I figured sometime soon, but not that soon."
"Well, what's stopping us? We already live together. Hell, we've been making love ever since college. Why not have it like in two months?" he asked, looking at me.
I smiled back at him. "That's one thing I always liked about you, bud. You always make sense!"
"Well, Jay probably'll be your best man," I said.
"Yeah, that little man is somethin' else, ain't he?"
"He sure is. Who could I get to be mine?"
"Well," Matt answered. "How about Kev, your old college roommate?"
"Kevin?" I exclaimed. "Are you out of your mind?"
Matt laughed. "Well, it was just suggestion."
"Oh, I'm sure he'd come to the ceremony. But I don't know how he'd deal with actually being in a wedding party of a gay wedding."
"Well, you'll think of someone," he said.
I tried to think of some other people I'd like to invite as I drove,
After a few moments of silence, Matt said, "You know, little bud, I have a feeling this would be a rather small social gathering though," Matt said.
"I was just thinking that. Yes it will. No big reception unfortunately," I said.
"Oh well, the price you pay. I mean I have plenty of relatives but I don't think I'd want to invite them. The family might split apart if I do," he explained.
"Same with mine. My grandmother would have a heart attack."
"Bud, we have a lot of friends, but most of them don't know of us."
"Yeah, I know what you mean."
"So, then what are we talking like ten people? Hey! I've got an idea!" Matt said, his face lighting up.
"Oh god," I said.
"How about we invite every guy you slept with in your life. That would increase the total by at least fifty people! We can even invite Dave the Cop!"
"Oh, you faggot!" I said, laughing. "Why don't you just invite your whole fraternity over."
"Hey, that would be some bachelor party wouldn't it?" Matt said. "Unfortunately, I think there would be a conflict of interest!"
"Yeah, you ain't kiddin'," I said chuckling. "I'm just so glad you said
"Hey Little Bud, if you wouldn't have asked me soon, I would've asked you. But I was almost certain that you would ask me first," he said.
"Why is that?" I asked, taking glance at him before returning my eyes to the road.
"Because, you like to take control, man…"
"Are you saying I'm a control freak?" I asked, slightly amused.
"Nah, not at all. I enjoy having you make decisions. I enjoy following your lead, bud."
"I think it's pretty neutral man. You and I have equal say in the decisions we make."
"Yeah, I know, but I'm saying it's usually you who steps up first before I do."
"I guess it's true," I said, sighing, realizing from the past that it was. "Except you were pretty insistent that evening that stopped by your apartment to fix that damn phone of yours."
"Well, like I said, if you eventually don't come around, I'll step up. But you usually beat me to it. Just like tonight. Trust me bud, the thoughts of us being engaged had more than crossed my mind….this is what I want too."
I took his hand in mine and said, "Good."
We got back after an hour and a half drive. "So, do you want to call everyone and tell the news?" I asked Matt when we got inside our apartment.
"No, not really. Not now," he answered, smiling at me.
I sat down on the couch. "Why?"
He walked slowly over to the couch I was sitting on and leaned over me and started kissing me passionately on the lips. This guy still turned me on. His hot body, his rippling muscles, and apparently I still turned him on. We both hadn't change much since college. Except for the fact that more of my fuckin' hair was falling out. Going bald at the age of 26 is no fun thing. Rogaine wouldn't work either. Matt insisted it was cute. I thought it was repulsive. I was very proud of my youthful look and the hair loss took it's toll on it. If I wore a hat I could still look eighteen, but without the hat, I looked my age.
"We'll call them after we're finished here," he said, ripping off his t-shirt. I looked up at him. Gosh he looked hot. 6'2", 220lbs, green eyes, brown short hair, smooth defined pecs, six pack abs...and it was all mine. He reached down to pull my t-shirt off. He then lifted me up in his arms and we kissed again, chests against chest. He carried me off to the bedroom. Most people would think that the guy who carried the guy into the bedroom would probably be the top. Well, this little guy wasn't a bottom. Matt hadn't exactly grown accustomed to being fucked, but he was willing to go along with it. As long as he fucked me once in a while.
After a half hour of endless fucking, we shot our loads simultaneously screaming out each other's names. We collapsed in one big heap on the bed, me on top of him, dick still in his ass.
"Little bud, get up!" he said. "I gotta piss."
I got up off of him and searched for a towel. It was now 12AM by the radio clock. I found the towel, cleaned up a bit and threw on a pair of boxers and shorts and went into the living room. Matt followed suit.
"I want to call everyone!" I exclaimed, laughing. "I can't believe I actually proposed tonight!"
"You know what, bud? I can't either. It's fuckin' exciting though, ain't it?"
"Yeah, who should I call first?"
"Well, I was thinkin', maybe we could all meet for dinner sometime soon. I'd like to sort of tell it to our friends in person."
"That would be cool. Why don't we arrange something?"
"No parents though," he said.
"If we invited Kevin, then definitely not!" I said, laughing.
"Kevin, Jay, Sean, Lou, Andy….uh, Paul?"
"Paul?" I asked surprised.
"Hey, how about your band?"
"ARE YOU CRAZY?" I asked. I had been in a band for the last two and half years, an alternative rock band. A friend of mine said they needed a keyboardist and said I should come and jam with them at rehearsal on one Saturday night. And I've been jamming with them ever since. They knew I was living with Matt, they just were not aware of the sleeping arrangements. They were also extremely homophobic.
"I'm just kiddin' bud…You know, we don't have many friends, come to think of it," Matt said.
"Sure we do, man. They just don't know about us," I answered. "So I guess this is really gonna be a small ceremony!"
"Ah who cares, we're gonna go through with it right?"
"I plan to," I said.
"That's all that matter!" he said.
I snuggled up next to my giant man and relaxed as his arm pulled me closer to him.
We had yet to decide where to have the actual ceremony. The idea of my backyard was still in our minds as well as a few other places including Matt's old fraternity house. The reception would have to be a low-keyed event, even though we both wanted a traditional wedding and reception. But the lack of people we would invite prevent us from doing it. We both did not want to move somewhere else where it was legal, so it couldn't be anything that traditional.
It was hard to keep this from the band, since I spent a lot of time with them. I wanted to tell them, but promised myself I wouldn't come out until we had a hit single on the pop charts. And I knew one day, we would. That's how good we are. I kept myself busy with the band, work, and visiting Kev and Jay occasionally. But the rest of the time was all Matt.
We had bought tuxedos for the wedding. We could afford to do that. Matt had gotten a new vehicle with his earnings from his new job, a Ford F-250 pickup. Though I could have, I chose to keep pouring money into my 1990 Toyota Camry with 250,000 miles on it. Matt said I was crazy. My friends said I was crazy. I kept insisting that the car will go over 300,000 before I finally get rid of it. My parents and Matt's parents finally met together for the first time before the wedding was set. It was a relatively smooth get together and both of us were relieved.
Finally, it was time for the bachelor parties. I was the first to have mine. Matt would have his the night after mine. Jay, Kev, Sean, Jill, Lou, my younger bro, Amanda, and some other friends of mine all said they would come. Most of the straight ones were not informed. We had agreed on keeping it cheap. To top it off, my bro and Amanda graciously offered to be the designated drivers. So, we all agreed to get shitfaced that night. Kev and my younger bro were a little nervous going to Woody's, but they did it in the spirit of things.
"You better behave tonight, bud," Matt said, as I was getting dressed in my cargo shorts and a tight-fitting Abercrombie t-shirt.
I just simply chuckled at him as I looked at him in the mirror. He came up to me and put his arms around me.
"We make a cute couple, don't we?" he said, smiling at us in the mirror.
I looked at his reflection. "Yes we do," I said, as he kissed me lightly on the cheek.
He ran his hand through my short brown hair and said, "Knock em dead, Little Bud!"
Just then, the doorbell rang. "Oh shit, they're here already?" I asked, looking at my watch.
"I'll get it bud," my man said. I was just about ready to leave any how. I grabbed my Adidas cap and headed for the living room of the apartment.
The crowd was headed up the stairs when I walked out. The first person was Jay. I hadn't seen Jay for two months, being that school was out and he was busy with another thing in his life who followed him.
"We've got another designated driver," Jay said, pointing to the big guy behind him.
"Eric! You're coming too?" I asked.
"Of course. I've never been to a gay bachelor party before!"
"Cool, man," I said, shaking his hand.
"Eric is not quite twenty-one yet, Joe. Do you think they'll let him in?"
"He looks old enough to be, man. I'm sure that if we blend him in right, they won't card him," I said, since I was friends with some of the bouncers. I never really took advantage of that, but it was my damn party and I was going to celebrate tonight.
Jay was already saying hi to Matt. They hugged and kissed as they had been doing for the past year or so, after Jay came out with Eric by his side.
I looked at Jay and asked, "You got one for me too?"
"Nah," he said, smiling. I grabbed him around the waist and pulled him in for a hug and kiss.
The other people made their presence known. Kev, Sean (without Lou), my brother, Dave (the cop) and Amanda.
"Amanda!" I hadn't seen Amanda in a long long time. Sean I hadn't seen in a while either. Kev I saw the other week. It was good to see them all together.
"He's working tonight, man. He couldn't make it."
"Well, you kids take care of him," Matt said with a grin.
"Oh, don't worry," Sean said. "We will. We're going to Sensations first!"
"NUDY BAR!" Kev yelled, smiling.
"Uh, guys, I'd rather be watching grass grow then watching tits swing
in my face…"
"Aww…" Kevin said.
"Come on Kev, we gotta keep all these gays in line," Amanda said, putting her arm around me.
"Oh, before I forget," Sean said. "Remind me, I've got a present for you in the car."
Matt raised one eyebrow at that comment. "When I said to take care of him, I didn't mean literally. Now go. I want some peace and quiet tonight!"
"Rent another porn, Matt?" Jay asked. There was a twinkle in Matt's eye.
"Oh god," I said.
"Oh, shut up runt. I'm not the one who has a video collection of porn."
"What the fuck are you talking about, fattie? At least mine are on VHS. You're the one with the DVD porn collection!"
"Hey, I like to hear the moaning in Dolby Digital 5.1 sound!" Matt exclaimed.
"Well, Joe, you do know Matt isn't going to be the only one who is gonna see a porn actor!" Jay said.
"Huh," I asked, looking at Matt.
He grinned and replied, "Go ahead, tell him who's gonna be at Woody's tonight," he said.
Jay smiled and said, "Well, Woody's is having a guest performer tonight.
My mouth dropped open. "Billy Brandt? The fuckin' hot blonde porn star?"
"Yep!" Jay exclaimed.
"And you don't want to come?" I asked Matt, wondering why he would pass up the opportunity.
"Dude, it doesn't matter to me. Tonight is your night. Go out, have fun with your friends man. That 's all that matters to me!"
"You sure, you don't?" I asked again.
"Yes, he's sure," Kev said grabbing me by the arm. "Come on, I want to get drunk."
Dave being the cop said, " You do have designated drivers, right?"
"Hell yeah," Kev said. "His brother and Eric."
We all crammed into two cars and headed off to the city of Brotherly Love. I directed them how to get around to the parking lot. We pulled into the spot, got out of the car, and immediately, Kev was panicking.
"I don't know if I can handle this, man. I never been to one of these places before."
"Oh, shut up,'" my bro said, locking the doors to his car. "I haven't been to one either. So, we can both be miserable together!"
"Oh come on, guys! Live it up! It's one of my last nights being single! Get drunk and you won't know the difference," I said.
"You know, Kev, there is a Gentlemen's Club just a half a block down called Signatures..." Dave said.
"Oh there is?" he asked, grinning.
"Yeah, but you have to be like in a suit and tie to get in," I said. "So, let's go!"
As we all walked to the club less than a block away, I realized this would be the first time I set foot into Woody's without Matt ever since we started going out. I found myself wondering what Matt was doing and missing the kid.
We got in no problem. I looked to see my bro, Chuck's, reaction as well as Kevin's. Well they didn't run out screaming, so I guess it was okay. I said hi to the bouncer at the door. I saw some acquaintances that I knew. We made our way up to the second floor bar. Dave and Sean bought the first round of drinks for us. True to their word, Eric nor my brother took any drinks.
Jay made a toast. "To life, and lots of sex!"
"That wasn't much of a toast," I said, before I took a sip.
"You ain't seen nothing yet," Eric said. "He gets worse."
"Yes, I know," I said. I looked over to my left and saw someone who resembled Dan. I had a brief flashback to the first time my late boyfriend and I came to Woody's. We were standing in the same spot we were that night and it threw me for a loop.
"Damn, why do you have to look like him?" I asked Sean, standing next to me.
"Good looks are in the gene's Joe," he said. I raised my glass again to Sean's beer and said, "To Dan." We clicked classes and quietly drank.
Kev came up to me next and said, "While we're at it, here's to Roland!"
I grinned and clinked glasses with Kev. "I wish he were here."
The thought of Ro and I living together popped into my head. I must've been staring off into space since Jay asked softy, "See someone you like?"
I shook my head to clear it. "No, not exactly," I said.
"Hey, tonight's Friday night right?" Sean asked the group.
"Yeah, STRIPPERS!" Jay exclaimed.
"Hee hee, wait til we get one for you, Joe," Dave giggled.
We mingled amongst ourselves, but we must've gotten a little loud because even the bartender noticed our little group.
"So, what's the occasion?" he asked us.
"Oh, our friend here is getting married," Jay said. He had changed so much in the last two years. He had faced and conquered his fears. He had seemed to totally avoid the slut scene, being that he was still going out with the first guy he ever slept with. Eric put his arm around Jay's shoulder.
"Which one?" the bartender.
Dave, the cop, put his hands on my shoulders, directing me right in front
of the bartender. "This hot little guy here."
I blushed and smiled weakly at the bartender. The bartender winked at me and grinned. This particular bartender who had been serving me ever since I went to Woody's four years ago turned around and started making my drink, even though I wasn't finished with the last one. He handed it to me and said, "It's on me. Congratulations. Where's the lucky guy?"
"Oh this is Joe's bachelor party," Kev interjected. "We're gonna get him drunk!"
The bartender laughed as well as a few onlookers. One of which I have to admit was pretty cute. Sean seemed to be interested as well. Jay and Eric were still making goo goo eyes at each other. I couldn't believe they were still in that stage. However, Matt and I did that still too. So it couldn't be all that bad. I quickly finished the one drink I was already drinking and took the next one.
"Come on guys," I said, motioning them to follow me. "Let's go into the disco area."
As you know there were two parts to the upstairs of Woody's. The disco/dance area which had two bars as well and the "Cyber Bar" which was the one we were just in. We made our way down the short hallway, paying our cover charge, and headed into the dim dance area. I wanted Matt with me. All I could think about was Matt. It was a good example of what it would be like without having Matt. I knew right then and there that I would want Matt for the rest of my life.
"You miss him," Jay said, as I watched some cute hunks walk by.
I shook my head yes. I broke out into a grin though. "Damn, he made this drink strong!"
"Well, the dance floor seems to be calling us," Jay said holding hands with Eric.
I nodded as watch the two guys go up to the floor and start dancing. It was like three years ago when they first met. I looked over to see what the rest of the crowd was doing. Naturally, Kev and Amanda were talking. Sean seemed to be talking to Dave. And I was standing there alone by myself with out a boyfriend. Kev and Amanda came up to me.
"Joe, you need to drink more," he said.
I laughed. "I don't know man. I'm waiting for the first one to kick in!"
"I can't believe you're finally getting married," Mandy said.
We started to talk about the past and all with Ro and Dan, since we all could relate to one another on that subject. No one else could except maybe Sean. Soon, Kev decided it was time for a another beer. I took Amanda by the hand and dragged her out on the dance floor. We joined Jay and Eric and we all danced in a little group of our own. Eric and I made a Jay sandwich. I got wrapped up in the moment, the alcohol kicking in, the room heating up, and the music just pushed me over the edge.
I jumped on to one of the ledges at the each end of the dance floor. With Jay, Eric, and Amanda cheering me on, I slowly took my t-shirt off and exposed my well-defined, smooth abs and chest. I noticed I was being observed by other guys on the floor and around me. It was a thrill, I'll admit it. I just moved my body to the beat. Suddenly, I was joined by a face that looked familiar. He smiled at me as he jumped up on to the ledge with me. We started dancing together in similar styles. It was fun, seeing this 5'10" black haired stud dancing around. I was intrigued, and he was intrigued by me, especially with my shirt off. It was fun being higher than the rest of the people on the dance floor. He eventually took his shirt off too and grabbed me by the waist and we danced together, him grinding into me. It was fun. All in fun for me. He let me go and I smiled. He paused, leaned in and gave me a kiss on the cheek. He smiled and he jumped off the ledge. I jumped off as well, ready to go on round three of the drinks.
"Shit, he was hot," Sean said, as i handed him a drink.
"I know," I said. "I can't remember his name though. I know I hooked up with him before, though."
"You slut!" Sean yelled, high-fiving.
"Yo, homo!" I heard someone yell. I turned around and found Kev with yet another beer in his hand. "This place sucks!"
"Yeah, this blows," my bro said, smiling.
"Uh, Kev, shut up!" I said, smiling. "Just both of you go find some chick and go hook up with her. But first," I said, getting out some money from my pocket. "Hey, Joe," I said to the bartender. "Get my breeder friend and my brother here another beer."
I turned to Kev again and smiled at him. "Seriously, bro, do you want to leave?"
"Nah, dude. I'll be all right," he said smiling back. "It's just a little much to handle all at once," he said.
"Thanks you guys, it means a lot to me," I said, smiling.
Mandy came up to us and put arm around Kevin. "Aw, come on, Kev. It ain't that bad."
"Hey! It's like Midnight, isn't that porn star supposed to be coming on?" Eric asked, coming up to us.
"You wanna go to the main bar downstairs with me?" asked Kevin, with a look of fear in his eyes.
"Yeah, uh, I think I'll join you," my younger bro answered. The three breeders of the group left.
"Oh, look! There he is now!" Jay exclaimed, pointing to someone coming into the disco from the back door. He was dressed in leather pants with his ass exposed out the back of them. It really didn't look like the guy in the video I had. I couldn't put my finger on it, but he looked different.
For those of you who don't know who Billy Brandt is, go look him up on a gay porn video website. I'm sure you'll find something on him. He's not too tall, not too built, but twinkish, smooth and hot. Blonde, blue eyed.
"Oh, god, there he is!" I said. "Let's go out on the dance floor so we'll see him better."
Apparently, everyone else was thinking that too and there was a rush to the dance floor area. Luckily, I squeezed my way through. Jay was there with us as well as Eric. Sean and Dave had caught up to us as well.
So there we were, all waiting for this porn star to strip. And strip he did. He took off his pants, his shirt, he even took off his freakin' g-string, flashing the audience for a good ten seconds. We whooped and cheered him. He acknowledged the audience, danced up on a few people. Then his eyes were locked on mine.
"Oh shit," I muttered. Next thing I know, he's up in front of me, only in his bikini and he suddenly went down on me, rubbing his face in my crotch. I looked down at this hot stud and chuckled. I got into it more and put my hands on his shoulders pushing him further into my crotch.
The next thing I know, he picks me up, swings my legs around his abdomen, and starts humping me in midair in the butt, carrying me around the dance floor. I laughed and couldn't believe it was happening to me. The audience was cheering. I was blown away by the whole situation! He finally let me down and I casually ran my hand over his smooth defined chest. I walked in a daze over to my group of friends again. Jay and Eric were cheering for me.
"I fuckin' touched a porn star!" I exclaimed.
"You're the man!" Eric said, high-fiving me. It was true. I couldn't deny it. I was the man! It was such a thrill, I couldn't explain it. Sean was laughing as he came up to me and shook my hand.
"You fuckin' slut!" he said, laughing.
"Aw, man! I can't believe that shit!" I screamed. A guy next to me tapped me on the shoulder.
"YOU TOUCHED HIM!" he yelled, laughing. "Awesome, bro!"
"I know, man. I can't believe it!"
I turned back around to face the show. It wasn't the greatest, but at that point, I didn't care. It was totally awesome. Finally it was over and we were joined by Dave and another guy.
"Here is the lucky guy of the hour," Dave said, patting me on the shoulder. "Joe, this is my friend James. James, this is my friend Joe."
James was a big guy. Taller than Matt in fact. We shook hands.
"We saw you dancin' with the porn star out there," James said. I was a bit surprised when he started talking. He had a distinct southern draw, which I thought was cool and cute.
"Oh god," I said, turning red.
"Yeah, you looked like a pro ridin' him that way," Dave remarked, chuckling.
"Well, if I had him in my bed, he'd be ridin' me!" I said.
"Oh my," James said.
"So, Joe, did you get his number?" Sean asked.
"No but I wish I did!"
We all laughed. I looked over to the corner where Billy Brandt was now signing autographs on a poster, promoting his latest porn film. I wanted an autograph since I actually touched him and had my crotch in his face.
"Don't worry," Dave said. "I believe Jay is waiting in line to get an autograph for you."
Sure enough, Jay was there, standing in line. Before I could move though, Eric handed me another drink.
"Dude, this one's on me. You the fuckin' man!" he yelled, high-fiving me again.
"Thanks!" I said, grabbing the drink and chugging it. "That's four drinks! WOO HOO!" I yelled.
I walked over to where Jay was standing in line.
"Hey!" Jay said, smiling. God, was he adorable.
"I was going to get one of them for you."
"Thanks! Actually I wanted to talk to him for a moment," I said, wondering if there was even a remote chance of me getting him. I knew I was about to be a married man, but I told myself, I'd take him back to Matt before I'd do anything.
We waited and waited. Finally, it was my turn.
His eyes lit up immediately and he smiled.
"See what you get if you stuff my face in your crotch?" he asked.
He sounded slightly feminine, which was no surprise. I smiled back. "Yeah, I saw."
"It's cool, boy," He said, grinning. "So what's your name?"
"Uh..." I said, freezing up for a second, in shock that I was actually talking to a live porn star.
"Joe," Jay answered.
"Is this your boyfriend, Joe?" Billy asked, smiling at Jay.
"Hell no!" Jay exclaimed, laughing. "His boyfriend is at home right now. We're out celebrating. It's his bachelor party. He's gettiin' married in two days." "Well, then I'm not too late," the porn star said. "I still got a chance."
He winked at me. I smiled and blushed.
He wrote something on the small, glossy poster and handed it over to me. He then took something out of his pocket and wrote something down on the small pad of paper. He handed it to me and winked again. I took both pieces of paper and smiled.
"Fuck, I can't believe this," I said, smiling.
"Believe it, bro," he said.
I moved aside and let Jay get his autograph picture. I unfolded the small piece of paper and read what was inside. It was his fuckin' cell phone number with a note that said "Call me tonight."
"SHIT!" I said out loud. I ran over to Eric, Dave, Kev, Sean, Chuck, and Amanda.
"Guys, guys, look!" I said, holding up his phone number.
"What the hell is that?" Eric asked.
"A phone number!"
"Dude, isn't it a little late to be gettin' phone numbers?"
"From the porn star!" I yelled.
"YOU STUD!" Sean yelled.
"Dude, what are you gonna do?" Kev asked as I sat down on a stool.
"I don't know," I replied. I didn't know.
Jay came over.
"Let's go downstairs to the café," I said, leading the pack through the crowded disco area.
We made our way down the steps, through the main bar, through the side bar, and finally made it down to the café. We sat down in two booths, adjacent to one another. I needed to sit down. That's all I could think of.
Sean sat down next to me, and Eric and Jay sat across from me. My bro, Amanda, Dave, and Kevin sat down in the other booth.
"Hey, Kev!" I yelled.
"What's up?" he asked, turning around.
"Let me bum a smoke, bud!" I said, grinning.
"You quit!" he exclaimed, but handed me over one anyway.
"Yeah, I know I did. But it just seems right, being here with all my old friends, and in the bar," I explained.
Jay pulled out a lighter and lit my butt. He grinned as I exhaled.
"Feels good, don't it?" he asked.
I sighed and smiled. "Sure as hell does!"
"Matt would throw you through the wall if he saw you smokin'," Jay remarked.
"What he doesn't know won't hurt him, man," Sean said, coming to my defense.
I turned to him and smiled. "Thanks, man. This is my one night out with out my big man and I plan to live it up!"
I took a sip of my sixth drink of the night. "Woah!" I said, "That shit is strong! WOO HOO!"
The group laughed. "Don't worry, Joe, we'll carry you out of here," Kevin yelled, holding up his beer.
"So, what are we gonna do now?" Eric asked.
"Get the fuck out of here!" Kev yelled, laughing. "I can't take much more of this, guys!"
"Amanda, kiss him, rub his cock, do something to make him stay!" I said, laughing!
Mandy gave me this horrible look that said NO WAY!
"So, what are you gonna do with that number?" Jay asked.
"I have no idea! You don't know how close I am to say, fuck it all and just call it tonight."
Just then, the famed porn star came down and sat in the café. All the eyes in the café were on him, including mine.
"Shit, Joe, there's your chance! Go work it!" Eric whispered.
"Shit," I said under my breath. I looked over at him again. He looked better in the films, but hey, he still looked hot. Suddenly, his gaze shifted towards me. Our eyes were locked. He winked his eye at me and smiled. I froze. I didn't know what to do. Slowly, my face started to grin and he winked again.
I turned my attention towards the table again. "Shit, guys, I'm in trouble."
"Come on, Joe. For all the guys that only wish they could have the opportunity to sleep with a porn star, that should be reason enough alone to sleep with him," Eric exclaimed.
Suddenly, I turned to Sean and thought of his brother. "What would you do Sean if you were in my position?"
"I can't answer that. My man is workin' tonight."
"But, if you had the chance, would you sleep with a porn star?"
He frowned at first, but then the frown turned into a smile. "I think I would at least take him home to my boyfriend and see what he said...."
"Then that's what I'll do. Anyone got a cell phone?"
"Here dude, use mine," Jay said, handing his cell phone over to me.
I quickly dialed my home number and hoped Matt was there.
"Little bud! How's it going? You all right?"
"Sure am, man. Listen, I gotta proposal that I'm not sure about how you'd feel...but..."
"Yeah, go on..."
"Well, if you had the chance to fool around with a porn star, with me, would you?"
There was silence on the line.
"What?" he asked.
"Billy Brandt gave me his freakin' number, bro! He wants me to call him!"
"WHAT?" he screamed, laughing.
"I know, dude, I know. Unbelievable. And if you say no, I won't be mad. But imagine us? Playing with a pornstar?"
"Bud, I don't know. I might get jealous."
"Well, we don't have to, man...it's just that, well you know..."
"Hey, if you're okay with me playin' around with another guy..."
I went silent for a moment and thought about my man playing around with another boy. I imagined him fucking Billy Brandt and loving it. I took a glance at the porn star across the room and thought hard.
"You're the one for me, bro," I said, smiling.
"That's what I was hoping you'd say, bud."
"Yeah, I know. It just that it was sort of a fantasy of mine, man. I never played with a porn star before."
"I know. Well, like I said, if you want to bring him home with you, I'm cool with it."
"Uh....yeah," I said, hesitating. "Well, I'll call you before we leave here, babe. I love you."
"I love you too, bud."
I pressed the disconnect button on the cell phone and handed it back to Jay.
"So, what did he say?" Jay asked.
"Yeah, what did he say?" Sean asked.
I looked at them both and smiled. "It doesn't matter. If you guys'll excuse me, I gotta go talk to Mister Porn Star over there," I said, getting up from the booth.
I walked over slowly to the booth that Billy Brandt was at. He was talking to some hot guy and smiling the whole time. I caught his eye and he looked over at me with a wide grin. I smiled back and took a deep breath.
"Hey, Joe, what's going on?" he asked.
I grinned and started giggling for no reason. I tried to regain control of myself, but the liquor was preventing me from doing that. I walked right up to him even though the other guy was still standing there.
"You!" the other guy said, grinning. "I'm jealous of you. He put his face in your crotch!"
I laughed. "Well, what can you do?" I said.
"So, did you give a thought to what I said?" Billy asked.
I smiled at him. "Dude, I know I"m gonna regret this about fifty years from now. But I got the biggest hunk of man waiting for me at home right now. Talk about fuckin' rotten timing...."
"Hey, it's all right, dude. I guess he must be somethin' special," he said.
"Yeah, he must be. I mean, if I were single, I'd tell you let's go home RIGHT NOW!" I exclaimed.
He laughed. "Well, if you ever want to be in a porn dude, call me. You're a fuckin' hot little stud!"
"Now there's a thought," I said, holding up my hand for a high five.
He raised his and we high-fived.
"Thanks, man," I said, softly, smiling at him. He stood up and got out from his booth and stood in front of me.
I was so drunk by this point that I didn't care. So I did the first thing that came into my psychotic mind. I wrapped my arms around his strong body and hugged him, hard. He hugged me back and I looked up at him and smiled.
"Mmmm...." he murmured. "You sure?"
I shook my head yes.
He leaned over and kissed me on the lips. I have to confess, I opened my mouth and in shot his tongue before I knew what hit me. He could kiss real well. I fought off his tongue with mine. All the while, his hands were exploring the rest of my body. He couldn't get enough of my ass.
Though I hated to do it, I had to break the kiss. I heard giggling and then applause to where my group of friends were. I looked up at Billy Brandt's face and smiled.
"Thanks," I said, giving him one more hug.
"No problem, dude. Don't lose my number. I'm serious. You could be in porn, especially now that I've felt all the goods first hand."
"Well, it's not exactly the idea I had for myself for a career, but thanks. Thanks for the dance, the kiss, everything. You made one of my last evenings of being single complete, dude."
I took one more glance at him, and then walked back to my friends.
"Let's get out of here," I said, smiling.
"FINALLY!" Kevin yelled. "I can't take much more of these faggots!"
We all left at the same time. At least I think we did. I didn't care. I was about to lose my mind and pass out. I just wanted to go home and be in Matt's strong arms. Jay and Eric made sure I got back to the car okay. I remember riding in the back seat with Dave and Sean at my side and Jay and Eric in the front. I don't know what happened to my bro, Kev, or Amanda. Shortly after we were over the Ben Franklin bridge, I did indeed pass out.
"Joe, man, we're here," I heard someone say. I opened my eyes and saw we were back at my apartment. I tried to move but couldn't.
"Here you go, bro," Eric said, leaning over and scooping me up in his arms.
He carried me like that to the apartment door. Jay and Sean were in back, laughing their asses off.
"Hey, fuck you," I slurred, laughing.
Jay rang the doorbell. I heard my man walking towards the door. He opened the door up and laughed.
"Well, you did your job, boys!" he said, opening the door wide.
Eric walked in with me in his arms and set me down on the couch.
"Thanks," I weakly said.
"No prob, bro," Eric said.
"So you had a good time?" Matt asked.
"Yeah, he had a blast," Sean said.
"You missed him dancin' with a porn star," Jay said.
"So I heard. Is he hiding in your car?" Matt asked. God I loved his deep, masculine voice. I had missed it all evening. I rolled over on the couch so I could see the guys in front of me.
"No, he turned him down," Jay said, smiling.
"But that wasn't until after they kissed," Eric said, smiling.
Jay jabbed Eric in the stomach.
"WHAT?" Eric yelled.
"Dude, you don't tell his boyfriend that he kissed another guy tonight," Jay said.
Matt just smiled in amusement. "I'll ask him about it later. Well, you boys want to stick around and watch me put him to bed?"
"Nah, we gotta get going," Eric said, walking towards the door.
"All right, buds, good night! And thanks for taking care of my little bud."
"Good night, Joe," Jay said.
I waved, weakly.
After the loud crowd left, Matt came over to the couch I was laying on. He smiled down at me. I smiled back at him.
"You ready to go to bed?"
"Yes," I said, softly.
He lifted me up in his arms and carried me into the bedroom. It took all my strength, but I leaned up and kissed him softly on the cheek.
"I love you, Matt."
He set me down on his side of the bed and began to undress me. He took my shirt off, my sneakers and socks, and my jeans. He opened up my side of the bed, lifted me up and placed me down on the bed, this time between the sheets. He kissed me softly on the forehead as he tucked me in.
I opened my eyes and saw my man undressing. His body still looked as good as ever. 6'2", 220lbs, green eyes, brown short hair, smooth defined pecs, six pack abs...and it was all mine.
He crawled into his side of the bed. He then wrapped his arms around me and pulled me into him. My back rested against his smooth, warm chest.
"Good night, little bud," he softly said into my ear. "I love you."
To be honest, it feels good to be writing again about my all-time favorite cast of characters. I hope you feel the same way reading it. As always, please send all comments to NEPhillyBoy76@aol.com (my new e-mail address). There will be more to come.