
When the day arrives some other gay friends are free too, so we all end up meeting up for drinks after work in a smart City wine bar, before moving on to a nice little Italian restaurant that P and D had been to before.
"Any idea where the toilets are," I ask P while taking my coat off, and placing it on the back of my chair.
"Errr yes, GB," replies P, "see that door over there behind you? It's through there!"
Leaving P with the others, I find the gents without any difficulty, but as soon as I walk in I know that I've made a mistake. I should have realized that D had headed off to the toilets as soon as we got inside the restaurant, but I wasn't chatting to him and it just didn't register with me. So as I unzip at the urinal, the only other person in the room is D, standing at the urinal next to mine.
"This is nice :-)," says D, with an expectant tone in voice.
"Um, so how have you been?" I reply, trying to conduct a normal conversation.
To my relief, D zips up and moves over to the hand basin to wash his hands.
"I've been with most of P's friends you know :-)," says D, ignoring my question.
"But does P know?"
"He knows about a couple of them!"
Shaking his hands dry, he walks over to where I'm peeing and before I can do anything, he pops his head over my shoulder and glances downwards.
"That's a nice sight :-)!"
"Honestly, what are you like!" I reply, refusing to let myself get annoyed. I'm not worried by guys looking at me when I’m naked in the gym changing rooms, so I'm not going to worry about D either, in spite of his lecherous intentions.
For a short while D just stands there, watching me as I zip up.
"Come on, gives us a kiss!" he says, as I move over to wash my hands.
I don't say anything but when I look up to head for the door, D is standing in my way smiling at me.
I walk over to him, with the intention of walking past him to rejoin P and the others, but he doesn't move. Instead, when I'm within range, he leans his head forward with the clear intention of kissing me. I give him a quick peck on the lips, hoping he'll be happy with that, before taking a slight step backwards.
"You make me so hard!" he says in a soft, seductive voice, "I'm hard now!"
My problem, of course, is that D is a nice guy and I do find him attractive. While I'm pondering the situation, D takes my hand and places it on his crotch. Suddenly I can feel his hardness, and I like it :-). This time when D leans forward to kiss me, I don't resist! But a few seconds later, I come to my senses.
"Look," I say, coming up for air and taking another slight step backwards, "this isn't the time or the place, is it!"
"Awww," says D looking mildly upset, "I guess not :-(."
"Good, so let's go back an re-join the others!"
Back at the table in the restaurant D sits next to me, just like on the previous occasion, and apart from the occasional rub of his leg against mine, nothing particularly exciting happens. But when I get home, the txt msgs start:
Hi GB, nice seeing u. Do u want to have a drink with me next week, P is away from wed till Sunday so am free. D
Now I'm back home though, I clearly remember deciding NOT to pursue activities with D, so I try and decline:
D, you're such a naughty boy! I'm very worried about what P would think, because he's very conservative, and because I don't want to lose you as friends. Surely you've got enough prospects for *fun*. In any case, I'm sure it would eventually be an anti-climax if we did meet without P. GB
But D refuses to give up:
Don't worry about P, he is fine .. We can have a lot of fun first and maybe in the future a 3 some .. Am sure I can make u really horny and vice versa am hard now.
And half an hour later, when I haven't replied I get another:
We can try at least if it didn't work fine.. And am sure we always be good friends mmm
And then a week later, when P is no doubt away, we exchange a few more txt msgs!
It seems to be as I feared. Unless I give in to him and his manly charms, I'll always be on his hit list! So perhaps I should surrender and get it over with? After all, he is a nice, sexy looking guy :-).