I wait all afternoon and all evening. No text. To say I am a little disappointed would be an understatement. I don't know why I get my hopes up that he will text.
I sit in my living room staring at my phone. Marla and Josie want to go out again tonight. Since I didn't want to get drug out of my house by my ball sack, I agreed to Marla's request that I go. She can be scary sometimes.
My phone lights up as I get a text message.
>> [Marla; 9:01 pm] We'll be over at 10 pm. Josie is being slow.
>> [Ken; 9:02 pm] kk
I'm pretty much ready to go now. What to do for an hour? I think about playing that game I bought yesterday.
My phone lights up again as I get another text message. What's Marla want now?
>> [Unknown Number; 9:04 pm] Hey, this is James, from lunch today. Sorry about the late text. I just now saw the message on the card.
I about drop my phone. He texted me back! I quickly save his contact information.
>> [Ken; 9:06 pm] no worries! TY for txting me back
>> [Ken; 9:06 pm] also ty for the tip! nobody has given me 30% before!
I finally get the opportunity to tell him thanks. I spent all afternoon thinking about it and concluded that it certainly was deliberate. What I couldn't figure out was why?
>> [James; 9:07 pm] The service was excellent.
Service? Actually, I screwed that up. I should have brought their drinks before the meal instead of making them wait. I don't know what the hell I was doing.
>> [Ken; 9:08 pm] don't know about all that, I was going to protest at first
>> [Ken; 9:08 pm] but didn't want to embarrass you in front of your friend
>> [James; 9:10 pm] It's fine.
I stare at the phone. I don't know what else to say now. Maybe I'll just keep it casual and see what he's doing.
>> [Ken; 9:15 pm] so whatcha doin tonight?
>> [James; 9:16 pm] Playing a video game. You?
He still plays video games? So, he can't be that old then.
>> [Ken; 9:18 pm] gettin ready to go clubbin
>> [James; 9:20 pm] Sounds fun.
I get up and grab a beer. I feel like getting started a little early tonight. Another fun-filled evening watching Marla and Josie suck each other's tonsils out while I sit and drink myself silly. Seriously though, I am as horny as fuck, right now. I wanted to go home with someone—anyone—last night but Marla wasn't having any of it.
>> [Ken; 9:23 pm] can be tho sometimes it's annoying
>> [James; 9:24 pm] Oh?
>> [Ken; 9:26 pm] yeah, guys my age only want sex, nobody's serious
>> [Ken; 9:27 pm] only the creepy old men want something serious
Why the fuck did I just text that to him? I'm so stupid.
>> [James; 9:32 pm] Sounds rough.
Well, I guess I might as well get it this out of the way and ask his age.
>> [Ken; 9:35 pm] how old are you?
>> [James; 9:36 pm] Old enough.
>> [Ken; 9:36 pm] oh come on, tell me
>> [James; 9:37 pm] 43
Whoa. I stare at my phone for a minute. I'm 24. He's 43. That's 19 years difference. I thought he may be mid to late 30s. Over 40? He really is old enough to be my daddy. Well, that's a little stretch. My dad was 27 when I was born. So maybe 19 isn't so bad. But now I really feel bad about that comment about creepy old men. What should I say now?
>> [Ken; 9:45 pm] wow. u look good for your age
I drink my beer and then stand up and start pacing around my living room, staring at my phone. Somehow, I think I'm totally fucking this all up. All I want to do is talk with him more, but I keep saying stupid things. I wonder if I scared him away already.
>> [Ken; 9:55 pm] u there?
>> [James; 9:56 pm] Yes.
Marla walks through the door. "Come on, Baby. Time to go."
I put my hands over my balls and say, "Yes, mother!" while chuckling.
"You got that right," she says with a smirk.
"Let me grab my keys and I'm right behind you," I say before sending one last text.
>> [Ken; 9:57 pm] I'm gonna go. friends wanna stop first at that place we met last night. Cya
I do want to ask if he wants to meet up there but then realize that's essentially me asking him out on a date. A kid asking a daddy out on a date. This thought hurts my brain. Besides, doesn't seem like he's all that interested.
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24 Years (MxM)
Short StoryAfter a pretty rough and lonely year, Ken goes out on a Friday night, his 24th birthday, to get wasted and forget all his troubles. Little did he know, he would meet James, someone who would challenge Ken's expectations. ----- READ 19 Years First! T...
