“Lucas”

The ex marine oozed raw masculinity although his personality was a little immature. An air of sex seemed to cloud around him. I knew from first sight I wanted him.

I cruised by Alex’s place to see what was going on. I was bored and needed to find something to do. Alex was a good bet because there were always people over ensuring a party was going to start at any time. I sank into the sofa a little disappointed nobody was hanging out. A few minutes later he walked down the stairs. He was at least 6’ 5” with a wave of soft dishwater blonde curls falling to his ears. His perfectly structured face was highlighted by a reddish goatee and bright blue eyes. He was lean but his loose fitting jeans and flannel shirt gave no hint to what lie beneath. His deep voice commanded the room. He stomped around the room taking swigs off a bottle of Jack. He was rough and a little redneck but that only fed my desire.

I couldn’t keep my eyes off him. With every move he made I hoped for a chance to see a hint of skin. The top couple of buttons of his shirt were open but no hair was visible. Finally he stood up to get a beer. When he returned to room he set stretched his arms above his head. His flannel shirt slid up reveling a flat stomach with a thick line of bushy red hair running towards his chest spreading out a few inches from around his navel. This time he sat on the sofa across from me giving me a view of his package. Even with the loose jeans I could see that he wasn’t wearing anything underneath. A clear outline of his sack hung between his thighs. When he sifted his weight slightly I could see the outline of a thick piece of meat against his leg.

As the three of us talked Lucas would shoot a puzzled look my way when I made any reference to being gay. It was no secret that I was gay but he was new. It seemed he was blowing off my comments out of being unsure whether I was serious or not. I could understand his confusion because most people don’t automatically realize I’m gay. I tried to be more obvious without outright saying it but it didn’t seem to work. I didn’t get too much time to work at it because he got a call and left suddenly.

It was a couple of weeks later I walked through Alex’s door and there was Lucas sitting on a sofa with a beer. I didn’t know if I could hold it together. I had been fantasizing about him for the last two weeks. Just the sight of him made my dick jump. Alex laid out three lines of dope and nodded at Lucas to go ahead. I prefer to smoke mine so pulled out my pipe and hit it while they blew rails. The drugs seemed to have chilled Lucas. When Alex asked me a question about an old boyfriend of mine Lucas glanced at me and a look of understanding flashed over his face. From that point on Lucas kept turning the talk to sex and making comments about his dick size. I think he was trying to establish the fact he was straight. At the same time I felt he was friendlier to me as well. I didn’t care I went with it. Alex brought up a