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Whatever Will Be His touch, soft and gentle, so pure and warm. His eyes make me melt everytime he passes his usual awkward glance my way. I wonder, what is he thinking about? Me? Does he think about me at all? I hope so. I live each day in hope that I am the one he thinks about at night and once he wakes up in the morning. I crave for him like an Animal hunting it's prey. I need him. Need him desperately. But does he ever notice me? Maybe he doesn't. Maybe he just wants to be 'friends' I can't just be 'friends' with him, it's not possible. How can I be friends with someone who I desire so much that it almost hurts every part of my body? He's coming out of the bus now. What do I do? What do I say? Are you even listening?! Didn't think so. No one listens to me these days. I ramble on about so much shit that I stop paying attention to myself too. He glances over at me and quickly disguises his frown with a smile. I smile an awkward smile and look the other way, but somehow my focus falls yet again upon him. It's always him. Every thought is about him. God, give me a break. There must be more to life than chasing after someone who clearly isn't 'into' you and someone who most definitely doesn't play my side of the team. Yeah, you guessed it; straight. Oh the joy. No, i'm serious. I find it amusing that I am gay and want nothing more than to fuck a straight guys brains out. I laugh quietly to myself, while receiving those usual weird looks from him. “Cool Hat.” I said trying hard not to take too much interest in him. I can play his game. I think. “Thanks. I'm glad you like it.” “Really?” I asked dumbfounded. Wait, did I sound interested just there? I think so. That's not how you play the game, dude! “Uh, it's a Hat. Big deal.” “Oh, yeah. Sorry, man.” What do I say now? “Hey, I wanna fuck your brains out, how about we go somewhere more quiet?” Yeah, right. I'd receive a painful kick to the balls if I spoke my mind. “Why are you sorry? Jeez, it's a Hat! Get over it. For the love of god.” He growled. Ouch, I triggered a nerve. I'm aroused by his anger. I nodded and smiled. “Okay. Keep your knickers on.” “I don't wear knickers.” He replied. I bet he doesn't wear anything under those jeans. If only I could sneak a peek. “What do you wear then?” Such an interesting conversation. Don't you think? “If I didn't know any better, i'd say you were coming onto me.” He replied and raised an eyebrow. Oh, I love it when he does that. Someone get me a bucket of water, I need to cool down before I pounce on him. “Would it bother you if I were?” I asked and flashed him an innocent smile, while walking alongside of him into the building. He turned and looked at me with a smile. “I'm straight. Very straight.” “Sure you are.” “Uh, I am. Why, do you think differently?” He answered. I never replied. I kept on walking alongside of him with my gaze lowered to the ground. This truly does suck. Just when I thought we were getting somewhere. What the fuck does a guy have to do around here to get laid?! Obviously give his soul to the devil. Nah, skip that, I like my soul. Whatever it is. Now we are standing in the elevator. He pressed 8th floor. I hope my wish comes true. This elevator better break down. I grinned to myself, although I could see him watching me with an uneasy eye. Jeez, what does he think i'm going to do, pounce on him? He'd be stupid to think such a thing. Actually, he wouldn't. I am very much aware of my intentions. No matter how far fetched they may seem. Suddenly, the elevator stops on the 6th floor. This is strange. I looked at him in confusion. “Did you press any buttons?” I asked. “You seem to press mine.” He replied. I scratched my head in utter confusion. “That's not what I asked. But out of curiosity, do I press them in a good way?” I grinned. “You're the expert. Shouldn't you already know the answer?” He replied and for once he held a true smile. I think my insides are going to burst. Is he coming onto me?! I think he is! Victory! Months of sucking up his arse (now there's a thought), has finally paid off. Damn, don't I feel fucking proud. Now he's moving closer to me. Oh, hell yeah. He pressed himself up against my body and soon we were kissing. Elevator sex? I can do that. I nodded without even realising it. As his tongue played around with mine, I couldn't help but get over excited. I'm like a kid in a candy store. But i'm one of the weird kids who dream of kinky bum sex. I'm the best kid in that candy store. “Excited?” “You bet!” I answered and wrapped my arms around him. Thirty minutes had passed. Thirty minutes of heaven. Once we reached the 8th floor, I walked out with a smile on my face. Well, more say a grin. Our friends were already waiting for us. I walked passed them and laughed. “That must have been the longest ride in an elevator i've ever known. Thirty minutes, dude. Did it break down or something?” My friend asked. I smiled to myself and nodded. “Something like that.” I quickly added. I caught his glance from over in the corner of the room, he grinned while holding his head up high. Definitely an elevator ride i'll never forget. The End