Date: Mon, 2 Oct 2017 19:46:50 -0400
From: ozorli65@aol.com
Subject: Poetic Ginger

This is a fictional story about some guy I met online in some poetry
group. I myself like poetry. Sometimes is soothing. Sometimes dark, but
powerful.

I joined a site some years back.

Well the hot ginger guy I met on the site was poetic and delicious. Beard
and sexy face. Tall too.

This is only fiction as we have only met online. And from his stuff I tale
it he is straight. (Shame) and I would not suggest this hunk would take
part in a gay encounter. Once again (Shame).

Enjoy.
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Poetic Ginger

There have been alot of shit that has happened in my life. Loss of friends,
family and relationships. Needless to say, life has not always been
great. And after all my crap, I find myself alone in this world.  I live
alone. I really have no friends. I mean I'll get together with coworkers
for a 'happy hour' or something. But really that's about the extent of
friendships.

I broke with my family when I came out. Mother, father siblings and
relatives. It was such a terrible blow to this strict Catholic family. But
I just say. "Fuck em"!

The only relative that cared. any crap about me and didn't care I was
gay. Well she passed away. Now ain't that a kick in the head.

Then there is my terrible, I mean dreadful luck in relationships.its like I
always found the worst guys to hook up with. Sex, love and all the above
always left me unhappy.

So as i said. I am for the most part a loner. Save for hanging out with
people from work on occasion and the one night stand for the sake of
sex. After it was done, I would rarely see the guy again. I didnt want the
commitment.

My only regular outlet for real pleasure was poetry. I throughout my lonely
years release myself in the written word. I had folders and folders of it
through the years. Then I found an online chat group that was all about
poetry.

"Cool" I said to myself when I came across it

"This place seems great"

I read many amateur poets works on the site over the years. And even posted
many of my own poems. It was the one great joy I had. So I was on the site
alot after I found it. Little did I think that I would find a hook up on
there.

"Great poem" I had commented on some guy on the site.

"Full of power and ache"

His name was 'Hodak' on the site. I found one of his poems listed on the
'New Entries'. Page of the sight. His poem was powerful and moving. Then I
saw he had a link to his profile. There I found several other powerful
pieces I thoroughly enjoyed.

I then read his profile. He was ex military and from his picture, very good
looking. I certainly hoped it was his picture, as some people didn't post
pictures to there profile. I didn't. But Hodak did. Strong handsome face
and jawline. He was tall, 6ft I would later find out. He had a full
masculine beard and greenish eyes. And that sexy beard had shades of red in
there.

"Very handsome" I said to myself

But I thought to myself. I wasn't here for sex. This was my place to pull
out emotion and read others thoughts. But I did read several more of his
things. From the amount and when he had posted his first poem. I surmised
he was fairly knew to the site.

I had put some comments on several of his poems. Letting huim know how
great they were. To my surprised he sent back a message that mentioned the
appropriate thanks for the comment. But then I saw he decided to follow me.

I had done so myself so I could see his new stuff when it came in. But he
also seemed to read and comments on some of my poems.

"Thanks for reading my stuff man" he had said

"Love your work"

"Love your stuff too" I messaged back

I started to look at other stuff in there when I saw another message come
into my in box. It was him again.

"Hey man. We should hang out" it said

"I noticed you aren't far from me."

"We can talk about poetry and shit of some beers"

"If that's OK?"

I went back to his profile. I noticed his location, and he was right. He
was just over the state line from me. I mean that's maybe an hours drive or
so. I pondered just the thought at first. I mean I don't know this guy for
Adam. And his poetry was sometimes dark.  He could be a psycho killer all I
knew. His ex military stature might suggest mental issues. And he did look
rough around the edges.  Handsome but rough.

"Not sure if that's such a good idea..." I started to type.

I wasn't sure that this would be a safe encounter or not.  Then as if he
read !y mind or something another message came through. So I went back to
the email and opened his knew one.

"I promise I am not crazy man" it said

"You and I have similar styles and you seem cool"

I looked at the mans face again. Then deleted the text in my response I
never sent. Then retyped an affirmative on the having a few drinks. We
could go hang at a bar or something and chat.

"Sure" I said back

"Saturday sound cool"

"I know a great bar and grill"

"It's on way up here."

"If that's cool with you man"

I wanted to make sure it was a place near me and I was familiar with. Just
in case the guy was a psycho.

"Great man" he said back

"See you then."

I then for some silly reason decided to write something on the site about
getting to know new people. And how interesting mutual likes can set up
friendly encounters. I just found it cool that you can possibly meet Like
mibpnded people in the strangest places.

After my post, Hodak must have read it. He sent a comments through kind of
asking if it was due to our conversation then he asked me to send him a
picture. He also suggested exchanging email and phone numbers. .

"Just want to know who I'm looking for" he said

"Wanna make suepre you aren't a psycho"

He sent that one with a smiley face. So I figured I could send a pic of
myself. I didnt think much of it at that point. And I liked his good
humoured comment. SoiI sent him a pic. And for some odd reason, I tried to
find the best pic possible. Like I was trying to impress this handsome
guy. I guess his light hearted comment put me at ease with meeting him.

"Sent you a pic man" I messaged back.

"Cool. Thanks" he said

"Again see you there man"

Then he signed off. I was about to log of my system completely. The. I went
to my personal email as I haven't checked it in a while.  There I found an
email. It was from Hodak. It was a thanks for wanting to meet. He mentioned
his lack of friends since his break up, and then sent another picture of
him. This one was a full body one. Man he was hot. He wore a T-shirt that
showed off his muscular arms. The shirt had some rock band on it. And fit
snugly to his strong looking chest. He wore jeans that were nice fitting in
him. He was with some woman I took to be his ex.

"Lucky bitch" I said

"Sucks you let this hunk get away"

Then I noticed the picture better. There at the bottom of his shirt pressed
in his jeans was his dick. Just barely a noticed bulge. But it was
there. My dick then twitched at the site of it.  I pulled up the pic in
another program. I actually zoomed in on the spot. I wanted to be sure that
I wasn't seeing something not there. His shirt covered part of it, but it
was still there.

Yup it was a crotch bulge. Even if it was small looking. It was there. But
also they were not snug. So I really couldn't tell. But then I noticed his
arms better. Again strong and muscular. Than I saw the light blonde fur on
his forearms. It was more obvious as I looked more closely at it. His
reddish beard looked better in this pic as well.

"Damn buddy.you are a hot ginger" I said to myself.............

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To be continued