Manly Persuasion
"Man, these are good, Javier! I didn't know you were such a good cook! You are full of surprises!"Jeff was eating the arepas I had cooked earlier. I wasn't at all hungry and sat at the table, my chin resting in the palms of my hands, and my eyes closed. I still felt sluggish and groggy and couldn't understand why the wine hit me so hard. Slowly, I opened my eyes, gave a weak smile and said, "Thanks.""You sure you don't want any? You haven't touched yours . . . they taste great! C'mon, eat some."I shook my head. "No . . . you go ahead. I'm really tired."Jeff kept on eating and I watched him. After a few minutes, my thoughts were a little clearer and I sat up."Jeff . . .""Yeah?""You didn't put anything in my wine, did you?" Jeff just looked at me and I continued on. "I'm so tired, dude. I've never felt like this after just drinking a couple of glasses of wine."Jeff continued looking at me and I couldn't read his face. After a few moments, he said "C'mon man, you know I wouldn't do something like that."He paused and then started grinning. "Although . . . come to think of it . . . maybe that wouldn't have been such a bad idea. I mean, if you'd have been drugged up, I could've done whatever I wanted with that hot body of yours!"I looked hard at Jeff. "I think you just did, man."Jeff quit grinning. "Come on Javier, don't make me feel bad. You have no idea the effect you have on me." He hesitated and then said, "Look . . . if I reacted like that it was because . . ."I shook my head. "Jeff, just forget it . . . forget what I said . . . okay?"Carefully, I reached out, picked up one of the arepas, and took a bite. I chewed on it and swallowed but didn't want any more. "I'll eat some later, man. I'm not real hungry right now."He kept trying to talk to me as he ate, but I wasn't really listening. In fact, I wasn't in much of a mood to talk at all. My mind was elsewhere, thinking about the rough fucking Jeff had given me earlier.The day was supposed to be a fun day, just two friends having fun, since we wouldn't see each other for a while. But it became clear that Jeff had planned a lot more for the day than I thought it would be. He had fucked me twice and the last time, the action was different. He was more aggressive and had fucked me without a condom. His comments made it clear that he had wanted to fuck me bare like that for a long time. And I still wondered whether he had drugged my wine as well.All these thoughts were flowing through my head as he finished eating. I think Jeff noticed the distance because he kept asking me if I was okay. I just nodded my head and smiled. But I really wasn't okay. I needed to sort things out first."C'mon, let's clean up the dishes and then watch some shows," Jeff said. "We've got about 3 hours left before I gotta take you back."I helped pick up the dishes and we started rinsing them off. As I stood at the sink, I felt something on the back of my leg. I thought at first it was just some sweat trickling down. But after a minute, I knew it was something else. I reached down and started pulling down my shorts. Jeff looked at me and started grinning."What, you tryin to turn me on again, man?" he laughed.I didn't say anything and let my shorts drop to the ground. A thin stream of milky liquid was slowly running down my leg."FUCK! What's that?" I shouted.Jeff looked, laughed again and said, "That's my cum, Javier. I guess my load is still inside you and it started coming out."I looked around for something to wipe it off, when Jeff said, "Come here, let me take care of that." He picked up a couple of kitchen towels and started walking to the kitchen door. I followed him and we went into the next room.I thought he was going to take me to the bathroom so I could get the cum out of my ass and was surprised when he pointed to a sofa and said, "Sit down."I was still a little out of it and sat down without thinking. Suddenly, Jeff pulled my legs roughly towards him, lifted them up, leaned down and started licking my ass. I was shocked and wondered what the hell he was doing. His tongue started going inside and I started struggling."Whoa, Jeff. No man, don't do that. My ass hurts. Just help me clean it up."Jeff hesitated a moment, and then said, "Okay, man, okay. Relax. Lay back and let me clean you up." He reached over for a towel and I lay my head back and closed my eyes. For a few moments, nothing happened. I could still feel the cum leaking out and waited for Jeff to start wiping my ass and leg. There was some movement and then I heard Jeff's voice say, "Relax, Javier. I'll do it slow. Just breathe deeply and relax."I started breathing slower and could feel my body start to give in to the exhaustion. Seconds later, I felt something touch my hole and press on it. I thought Jeff was using the towel to wipe my ass, but this felt different. Suddenly, I felt intense pain and my hole splitting open. My head jerked up just in time to see Jeff beginning to guide his cock into my ass. He was going to try to fuck me . . . again!I was shocked but the pain was agonizing and spurred me into action. I started struggling again and shouted at him."STOP JEFF!! FUCK! It HURTS!"Jeff kept pushing his cock into my ass and I couldn't take the pain any more. Even though he was holding my legs tightly, I wrenched my body away from him and struggled to stand up. I was exhausted but knew that if I didn't stop him, he'd be fucking me again. And probably even harder this time. With a final burst of strength, I wrenched my legs out of his grip, pushed him away, and managed to stand up. As I got to my feet, I glared angrily at Jeff."What the fuck is wrong with you?" I shouted. "Quit being such an asshole! I told you it hurts! All I wanted you to do was help clean me up and you try to fuck me!" I paused, breathing rapidly, and said, "Goddamn it, I'm not your fucking BITCH!!!"When I stood up, Jeff had fallen backwards and was looking up at me. He had a shocked look on his face, realizing that he had gone too far. When he spoke, his voice was low."Javier, I'm sorry! You're just so . . .""I don't give a shit what you thought! You're treating me like some whore you own. I'm your FRIEND, Jeff! Your FRIEND!! And I'm straight! What, you think I'm some gay boy you can just fuck whenever you want? I'm not your boyfriend, man . . ."Jeff looked down and didn't move. My burst of anger probably upset him, but I was too pissed over the lack of respect he was showing me. And frankly, I didn't give a damn if he was upset. We were both quiet for a while and, as my anger died down, I began to feel bad about what I had said."Jeff . . . man, you're my friend. I've enjoyed all our time together. But I'm not just a fuck toy. I mean, I don't even treat ladies like that. Just respect me for who I am and our friendship . . . okay?"Jeff was still looking down and after a few seconds, nodded his head."C'mon . . . let's just watch some TV and chill, okay? I don't have that much longer left before I have to go."Jeff looked up at me for a long moment. He didn't say anything, but the look on his face was puzzling. He didn't look mad and he didn't look happy. He looked . . . I don't know how to describe it. He looked . . . sad . . . like I'd disappointed him or something.I reached out my hand and said, "C'mon . . . let me go wash this shit outta my ass and then we can watch some shows." He paused a moment more, then reached out and let me pull him up."Go ahead and shower, Javier. I'll wait for you in the bedroom."I smiled and nodded at him. As I walked towards the bathroom, I heard him say, "Javier . . ." I looked back at him. The strange look was still on his face."Yeah?"He kept looking at me a minute. "Nothing."I laughed and said, "Go chill and I'll be there in a few."The rest of the afternoon was nice, even though I still felt a little woozy. Jeff and I watched TV together, eventually I had my arepas and drank some fruit juice. Definitely no more wine for me! It was funny, but after about 30 minutes, while we were watching a movie, Jeff leaned over and put his head against my shoulder. I looked over at him and he smiled. I smiled back but felt a little awkward. It reminded me of how my girlfriend would sometimes put her head against my shoulder when we watched TV together in bed.Around 4 PM, Jeff drove me back to my car in the mall parking lot. He was quiet most of the way back and I did most of the talking. I could tell something was wrong and thought he was still upset about my yelling at him. Regardless, I knew that he'd probably be better when he got back from his vacation after he had a chance to think things over. I kept up our banter until he pulled up in front of my car. As he stopped, I leaned over like I usually did and gave him a friendly hug. He held on to me longer than usual and I had to pull away to break the hug. Smiling, I opened the door, got out, and leaned in the window of his Explorer."Have fun on your trip, man. Think of me when you're relaxing on the beach. And drink some cool ones for me!"Jeff had a serious look on his face and, after a moment, smiled back at me."I will. Thanks for today, Javier. I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did.""Yeah man. It was . . . okay. See ya in a couple of weeks." I pulled out and started towards my car."Javier?" Jeff shouted. I walked back over and looked at him."Yeah?"Jeff looked down and was silent a moment. I waited. After a minute, he looked back up at me with that serious look on his face again."I wanted to tell you . . ." He paused. "I wanted to tell you that I . . ."A quizzical look crossed my face. "Tell me what, Jeff?""That I love you."Shocked, I kept looking at Jeff, at a loss for words."I gotta say it. I love you, Javier. I always have. Ever since the day I met you at the gym, I fell head over heels for you, man. I think about you all the time. I can't get you out of my mind! Your body drives me wild and I've never wanted to fuck with a guy like I've wanted to fuck with you. You're PERFECT to me, and I . . . I . . . I wanted you to know that . . . that I love you."I don't know how much time went by, but I kept looking at Jeff. His serious look changed to a slight smile and he waited for me to say something. But I couldn't.Finally, Jeff said, "SAY something, Javier."I looked down at the ground and then back at Jeff. At last, I found the strength to speak."Well . . . just . . . have fun, man. I'll . . . see ya later."I walked over to my car, got in, and drove off.---------------------------As I walked in the front door of my apartment, one thought stood out in my mind.My ass hurt.Even though I got most of Jeff's cum out when I showered at his house, it still hurt to even touch my hole. I checked my ass out in the bathroom mirror by pulling my cheeks apart and saw my hole was a bright red color. Jeff had fucked me so hard that the edges of my hole gaped a little and it felt like hell every time I sat down. When we were watching TV, I had to put a pillow underneath it just to try to lessen the pain.I thought maybe soaking my ass in some warm water might help, so I started running a bath in the tub. As the tub was filling up, my cell phone rang. To my chagrin, the caller ID told me it was my girlfriend calling.I pressed the answer button and said, "Hi baby, how was work?""Oh, it was okay. Nothing special. How was your day?""Mmmm, it was okay. I was feeling a little sick and decided to come home early."There was a pause. "You mean you're home already?""Yeah. I wasn't feeling good.""Ohhhh, I'm sorry, baby. You want me to come over and cook you something to eat? Help take care of you?"Fuck. With my sore ass, I didn't want to see anybody right then."I wish you could babe, but I'm just going to go to bed. I think I'm coming down with something.""Well I can still come by and . . .""No baby, don't do that. I really just want to sleep right now."There was a long silence on her end. Fuck. I knew what that meant."You DON'T want me to take care of you? At ALL?"I had to think quick or I was gonna have to deal with more shit than what I was dealing with right then."Honey, it isn't that I don't WANT you! I'm just not feeling good and I need to rest. There's no reason for you to come over and . . .""Well, it certainly sounds like you don't want me to come." I stayed quiet and didn't say anything. After a few moments of cold silence, I could hear tears in her voice as she said, "I'm not going to bother you while you're sleeping. I just want to be there with you, in case you need something."Fuck. Fuck, fuck, FUCK!I took a deep breath and said, "Babe . . . I appreciate that. But just not now. Not tonight. Let me get some rest and I'll call you when . . .""FINE. Call me when you're ready. Goodnight." I heard the call disconnect and the line go dead.Sighing, I put the phone down, pulled off the rest of my clothes and carefully got in the tub. As my ass touched the water, the stinging sensation started immediately. I jerked my ass up and paused. Then carefully . . . slowly . . . deliberately . . . I lowered myself in the water and lay back. In a few minutes, the stinging in my ass subsided. I closed my eyes and relaxed as the warm water caressed my body.As I lay there soaking, I tried to let go of the thoughts in my mind as well. But it was difficult to do. I kept thinking about how upset my girlfriend was with me. I felt guilty because I loved her and really did want her to be with me. But there was no way I could hide the pain in my ass from her.And Jeff. What was with his "I love you" thing? I mean, where did THAT come from?The more I thought about it, the more confused I was. I remembered Jeff and me working out in the gym. How he always pushed me to do more, to achieve. Becoming friends . . . good friends. I smiled when I thought about the massages and how Jeff slowly, but surely, persuaded me to let him touch my cock. And to suck my cock. God, how great that was! Jeff helped me discover a side that I had never explored. Had never even thought about.And the fucking . . . shit, did THAT take me by surprise! A year ago, if anyone had ever suggested that I would let a man fuck me, I'd have kicked their ass from here to the moon. I mean, I was a MAN . . . a straight man . . . and I did the fucking. But again, Jeff had opened me up to experiences that I never dreamed possible. That I'd actually enjoy getting fucked. And I learned that being fucked made me no less a man than I was before.Until . . . until . . .My eyes snapped open.Until today. Today wasn't just another day. Sure, Jeff had told me "let's just enjoy ourselves and kick back, have a few drinks, get a good workout . . ." I never, ever suspected that what he really wanted to do was to fuck me . . . hard . . . bare . . . and like I was a bitch or something. Disrespecting me. Disrespecting my manhood. And even when I was in pain after his fucking, he tried to do it again and didn't give a SHIT about how I felt. I saw a side to him I'd never seen in all the months we'd been friends. And then he had the balls to tell me he loved me? What the fuck was that all about?I got out of the tub, pulled a towel off the counter, and started drying myself. And as I rubbed the towel over me, my mind became calm and I began to realize the truth.Jeff was my friend. And we had some great times together, in bed and out. But love? No way. I knew that I loved someone . . . and she was upset and probably crying now because she thought I didn't want her to be with me. But I did want her to be with me. Forever.Yeah, Jeff was my friend. But from the first time he fucked me, I knew . . . I just knew . . . that it would never be the same. And as much as I appreciated all the things Jeff did for me . . . the gifts . . . the caring . . . the sharing . . . I could never be in love with him like I was with my girlfriend. Because I was who I was. And he was who he was. And between the two . . . there was no bridge.I wrapped the towel around me, carefully feeling my ass before I knotted it. It still hurt like hell and I knew it would be awhile before it would be back to normal. But back to normal it would eventually be. Just like my life.---------------------------It's been 5 years since I walked out of the bathroom and sat down at my computer. I wrote Jeff an e-mail and did the best I could to tell him it was over. I don't remember the exact wording, but it was clear enough for him to know that I wouldn't ever see him again.I don't think he liked it but at least he respected my decision. I know he and his boyfriend eventually moved from Ohio down to Tampa, Florida, but he still e-mails me from time to time. He often tells me how much he wishes we were still together. Maybe he does. But I laughed when I read his last e-mail. He mentioned that he had met another latino guy at his gym and was "working on him". I grinned and thought of the old saying, "A leopard does not change his spots." That definitely applies to Jeff!And me? Well . . . nothing special. I'm married now to my girlfriend and we have a child. I'm very happy with my family, my job, and just living my life.I know some people reading this story are wondering if I ever messed around with a guy again after Jeff. The answer is simple - no. Even though I enjoyed my experiences, I'm done with men. I admit I get a bit nostalgic at times when I think about Jeff and our close friendship and how it turned out. And I can remember the great sex! But that's as far as it goes. I'm committed . . . to my wife . . . my child . . . and me.I will say though that the biggest thing I learned from my experiences is to not be afraid to live your life the way YOU want to live it. Regardless of what other people think, live it for you.Every day.Every moment.Every thing.Yes, I'm a straight man and I had sex with another man. But that doesn't make me anything other than what I choose it to make me. I know people will think I'm "this" or I'm "that" and that's fine with me. Because I am who I am. And they are who they are. We're human beings . . . and I think that says it all.I experienced something that opened me up to the beauty of life, in all its wild, strange, and crazy ways. I am . . . who I am. And I wouldn't have it any other way.How many people can honestly say that about themselves?