Blurred Lights - 2 - Sex Stories

Blurred Lights - 2

... the dark window. It had been a while since he had saw Link and wondered if he was avoiding him. The image of him still burned in his retinas. Why did he care about him suddenly? He was sure women were his thing, but Link would always hold a piece of him. Tired of thinking, Brad scooted away from his small study desk and decided to go downstairs to see what his fellow brothers were doing but the house was empty. He remembered that he was “grounded” for not wearing his letters last week at an event. The other guys left him alone tonight. Feeling slightly dejected he knew going for a late night workout would be in his best interest. He gathered up some workout clothes, a few water bottles and left the lonely house. - - - - - - - - - “So you mean to tell me that my son is in your class? I’m calling bullshit,” Miles said to Denny as they sat down at a small booth in a diner on campus and picked up the menus. With a smirk on his face, Denny slipped his phone out of his blazer and pulled up his class rosters for the semester. The young waiter, who attended the university, came by and took their orders with a smile on her face. There was silence for a few minutes as Miles examined the lists. Denny sat back waiting on him to find Link’s name on the phone. “I’ll be damned,” Miles said between his teeth. He felt bad that he had left Link but he knew it had to be done. His new wife at the time had major beef with Link’s mother. “Imagine how I felt when I realized it,” Denny said as the ...

... waiter came back with their drinks, “I kind of felt like a dumb bitch when I took a good look at him. You two look just alike.” “Is he doing well,” Miles asked with some slight concern as he slurped his Pepsi. “What do you mean,” Denny questioned back with a lost look on his face. Miles didn’t say anything for a moment. The game on the TV had caught his attention. Denny looked behind him and then back at Miles and raised his eyebrow. Minutes passed by before Denny grew bored with the comfortable silence. He balled up a paper napkin and pegged Miles in the face, getting his attention. “Uh, what,” Miles asked, trying to focus on Denny. “You’re kind of hot when you look lost,” he casually said, hoping the waiter would hurry up. Miles gave him a weird look and smiled. He wasn’t sure how to take that comment from his best friend. The waiter came right on time with the plates of food, set them down on the table and walked away. The entire meal was eaten in silence, with Miles watching the game and Denny sneaking looks at him. - - - - - - - - - - Denny unlocked the door to the large apartment and let Miles go in first with the beer. Denny stayed in an apartment during the week and drove home 200 miles away for the weekends. His wife was out in Florida to see about her mother so it didn’t make any sense to go home this weekend. “Thanks for dinner tonight Denny,” Miles said in appreciation as he flopped onto the couch and bit the top off a beer bottle. “Anytime dork,” Denny cheerily ...