Date: Fri, 29 Dec 2017 13:11:13 -0500
From: ozorli65@aol.com
Subject: Goin for Goldberg #4

This is the continuing fictional story about probably the most gorgeous man
to ever wear wrestling tights. Bill Goldberg.. He is the wet dream of
many-a gay male. of this i'm sure.

...I haven't written any on this one story in years. Forgot all about it.
Silly me....

Anyho.. This is my story of a romantic yet HOT encounter with the man of my
dessires.  My story itself does not by any means reflect the sexual
preference of the guy.  YET if he would let me........???  I would worship
him....

Enjoy

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Goin' for Goldberg

part 4

.....Well, I never did hear from Goldberg after he left me that day. I was
heartbroken as the days, weeks and moths passed and nothing. I then assumed
it was all a lie. Just something to get me into bed with him. Not that that
was terrible. I had wanted him more than life's breath. But he did leave me
with a crushed heart.

I cried and cried for days and weeks on end after the silence came. No
calls and no visits. I saw him on shows all the time after that. But
everytime I would watch the wrestling, I would just start to bawl my eyes
out.

"He didn't really care for me" I said as I wiped my tears.

"Fucker"

Well. a few more years passed in my life and I ended up moving from my home
finally. All the memories of my ex. And the ones of those few shorts days
with the Godlike Goldberg. Then the catalyst of my beloved companion Ani
were just too much. I needed to leave that place. So I moved my life away
and out to California. A change of pace and life. New job and location is
what I needed.

"Life sucks so bad" I said

My tears welled up again as I saw a woman walking her dog that first day in
my new place. Then I saw a commercial for Goldberg on a main event coming
to my area. My new area.

"Ughnn" I huffed

Then I ended my evening in my bed. alone and sad. Tears were what brought
me sleep. I then tried to avoid TV as the commercials for the wrestling
event seemed a constant. And seeing him flash across the screen was like a
dagger in the heart.  I really don't know why I got like this. I knew when
we met that it was something that wasn't meant to be. He is Goldberg after
all. He has an image. And a gay relationship, or even a gay encounter. But
I let myself fall. And that was my own fault. So as long as I wasn't
watching TV, I could avoid his image.

It was the week if the wrestling event in my city. And I had all but
forgotten about it.  I seemed to be able to avoid the commercials for it
even as I did break down and watch some tele. So I totally forgot it was
that week.  I had been feeling better as I concentrated on things like work
and just getting my place in order. Work was actually bthe beat respite
from the dullness if my life. It kept me from thinking to much on anything
but work. And I did alot of overtime, so I could. And the money was good
too.

Well I was out to get some food with a friend I made at work. Lisa was nice
and understanding of the crap that had happened in my life. She even made
it a point not to talk about the wrestling show coming to town. As she knew
my desire for the big beautiful wrestler.  She was married with kids. But
she made time to hang out with me. Movies and such. Just time to get away
from husband and kids. It was her respite so she invited me to go to the
cool bar and grill in town. I had of course never been there. But I thought
it would be cool. And I needed a good stiff drink, as it was one of those
days.

We got there at 6 and were seated at a booth not too far from the bar. We
ordered and had some drinks. Lisa was always good about cheering me up.

"So why down today" she asked "Today was the day Ani passed away" iI
replied "I know it's been several years now.  " I began to say "Noo. No
fret. I get it" she said "It's like loosing a child. I get it sweetie" "No
wonder you were out of sorts today"

She patted my shoulder. Squeezing it tightly.

"It will be OK" she said "Just takes time is all"

The food came shortly. After a few drinks and her trying to cheer me up.
She would talk about her husband and kids and their antics. Her youngest
was a Star Wars nut. With Christmas coming in a few moths it's all he cared
about.  Then as she was about to say something else she stopped in her
tracks. Her face dropped and then she looked at me.

"Maybe we should go" she said "What. Why. I haven't finished eating" I said
"And I wanna hear more about your Star Wars kid"

Then I looked at her eyes. They were directed away from us. So I turned and
looked.

"Fuck" i huffed

In through the door walked in several large men. Wrestlers at that. And one
of them was Goldberg. My heart sunk in my chest. I wanted to just crawl to
the floor and slink away from tbipe place. But the only way out was the
door.  Lisa looked at me with concern. Her hand grabbing mine. I turned
away from the men that had entered. I didn't want to see him. But my head
and heart were in charge now. The aching from before returning. I then
looked back at him. There he was, Goldberg. He was as gorgeous as ever. His
face having a full beard now, not just a goatee. He was stopped by several
fans as he stepped in. Tears qelled uo in my eyes. And then I turned away
again.  Lise then whispered than when there was a chance we would leave.
She waved over our waiter. He seemed too busy to come over as the crowed
started to form near the door. But then he saw her.  He came over and she
asked for the check.

"Waiter. We need to go now" she said "I will bring your check mam" "Mam!"
She huffed.

I took a hard drink of my cocktail.

"We will be out of here soon enough." She said "Don't look" she then burst
out

But curiosity took hold and I turned to look. That's when he passed by us.
That's when he turned and saw me. He stopped dead in his tracks. He then
smiled as he looked at me. I got up. I was going to rush out. Run. But he
stopped me as I stepped out of the booth.

"Hey you" he said

I tried to look away. To get away. But his hand was on me. And I could not,
not look at him. My eyes fell on his. His face. Then I burst into tears. He
looked at me with concern. That's when he let go. And I rushed out. I
practically flew out the door. Ran to my car in the parking lot. I got in
and drove off. As I left the lot, I saw him come out of the bar. But I
didn't stop. Almost hittng another car in my rush. I was surprised I made
it home. My eyes were filled with tears the whole way there. But I got
inside me place and slammed the door.

I got a text from my friend Lisa later. Making sure I was okay. I sent her
back a text saying I was going to stay home until the wrestling thing was
gone. I didn't want to even venture outside.  I crawled into bed and stayed
there. Falling to sleep some hours later. My pillow drenched in tears.  My
dreams filled with the memories of those days years ago. When my dog was
still here. When I had the gorgeous man of my dreams in my bed. The touch
of his meaty hand and his body. The feel of him inside me. I awoke each
morning with a hard on. But then after relieving myself I would crawl back
into bed.

And I did stay in bed. Save for trying to eat and bathroom, it were i
stayed. Three days later I arose from pain for laying in bed so long.  Then
I heard a knock on my door. I groggily arose from bed. Tired and in pain it
was early. I looked at the light as it filtered in from outside through the
curtains.  I looked out the bedroom window to the trail behind my building.
There was a woman walking her dog.  I lowered my head and turned back
towards the doorway to the living room. The knock came again.  I knew it
was Sunday as I wanted to make sure I was hold up until after everyone
involved with the wrestling show would be gone. The show was on Friday
night. And all the crew and stars would be on there way back to their
lives. I figured Lisa was at my door. Making sure I was still alive.she had
texted me every day since the restaurant. Just making sure I was alright.

"You should veture out" was Saturdays text "No. Just wanna stay here" I
sent back

As I moved through the living room to get to the door, I started to feel
lightheaded. I wasn't surprised as I really didn't eat much over the last
few days. So I was sure the headache that was looming was due to that. I
got to the door and opened it.

"Hello again" said the huge bald man at my door

It was Goldberg. He was here at my door. That's when I
fainted..............

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To be continued