1. What Didn't Happen Today Pt. 02


    Date: 11/26/2023, Categories: Gay Male, Author: byfurluvrca 

    Author's Note: After completing and publishing "What Didn't Happen Today" recently, I realized this would be a great way to talk about my day-to-day encounters that lead to somewhat steamy fantasies. I'm inspired by one of my favorite Literotica authors (W.G.), who finds material in "[m]emory, regret, conquest, missed opportunities. The young Viking god working at Trader Joe's; the Caravaggio prince driving for UPS. Epic masculine beauty glimpsed in ordinary places." It's the way my mind has worked since I was >ahem< eighteen years old. I hope to produce new installments based on this theme fairly regularly.

I was nearing the end of my weekly trip to Costco. After all, those gigantic bags of tortilla chips aren't going to buy themselves! Well, to be honest, I'm not buying them either. I'm picking up some staples like cashews and oatmeal and anything else I'm running out of at home.

I'm approaching the self-checkout line, when I find myself right behind a young man.

An attractive young man.

He's about 5'6" tall. He's wearing shorts, in February! And he has a fairly typically stocked cart, with butter, granola, protein bars, and some random vegetables. No gigantic bags of tortilla chips. Nothing outrageously unhealthy.

But, I said he was an attractive young man. Let me elaborate:

1. He has dark hair, which is a turn on to me (I'm blond). Dark hair contrasts well with fairer skin tones.

2. He's short and wiry, which gives me a little extra thrill. I'm ...
    ... tall and heavy, so, in theory, I can scoop men like him up, toss them over my shoulder, and take them off to do unspeakable things together.

3. His legs, exposed by his shorts, are hairy. Nice, dark, evenly distributed hair. After a lifetime of wearing long pants, there is essentially no hair left on my legs.

4. But, most importantly, he has a moustache.

Not just any moustache, but a Perfect Moustache.

Full, dark, even, perfectly trimmed to frame his mouth. Not a whisker out of place. No hairs sticking out a weird angles. It completely fills the space between his nose and his mouth, leaving his full pink lips fully available for kissing. A day or two's worth of dark stubble covers the rest of his face.

A brief aside regarding what I find attractive in men: I came of age in the late 1970s, an era of men's facial and body hair on display. Forget the wide-lapeled polyester leisure suits and Quiana shirts; the fact that those shirts were open to the navel exposing hairy chests caught my attention much more than the slinky material. And, hell, even my dad had a moustache during that period! It was in the area of the Castro Clone, and I was surrounded by it, so that's what defined masculinity for me.

Back to the present day.

My quarry was still checking out when I finished and slowly pushed my cart toward the door. I hoped that he would catch up with me, but, alas, it was not to be.

What Didn't Happen

Moustache man catches up with me as we exit Costco. We ...
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