Casey Boyd had the same routine daily, he rode the mass transit into the Castro District of San Francisco every day. Since last January Casey noticed a young man of color, similar to himself, with the same dark eyeglass rims and taste in clothing and electronic gadgets. What he didn’t know that the man he was secretly fantasizing over was thinking similar thoughts about him. Could two geeks, shy to everyone’s gaze, finally meet and give love a try?
Deshawn Jackson had seen the blue-eyed blond every day on his train ride into the city. He did everything he could to find out if he was gay and struggled to gain the courage he needed to approach the handsome young man. When the two finally make that leap and speak, they find they have opened the door to a world of similarities, and in the end, they had known each other all along.
Deshawn was trying to restrain himself. He and Casey barely knew each other, but the kinship was beyond belief. How many nights had Deshawn been alone, thinking he would never find another man who understood him, tolerated his idiosyncrasies and could relate on a deep level. Casey even got his math!
Yes they had just spoken real words in the ‘real’ world, but Deshawn knew Casey for months, knew his avatar and loved him, knew his cyber-demons, his war-heroes, and every character Casey had ever created. They had been gaming together for months, and now that Deshawn could see who was behind those macho warriors, he was more excited than ever. Casey was just a guy. A guy just like him. Slightly awkward, a complete geek, and lonely.
The touch of Casey’s mouth, Casey’s tongue on his made Deshawn’s cock throb in his pressed trousers. This wasn’t his first time with a man. But it had been since college that Deshawn had any physical fun. He was choosey, and shy. So his partners were few. But no one inspired the heat and excitement that Casey did. No one up to date.
Deshawn shifted on the sofa so their crotches touched. The first pressure of their two stiff cocks riding over each other was electric. As if all the video games he had played previous to them meeting had merged into one ultimate gaming hero.
He didn’t even know Casey’s last name yet, but the taste and touch of him was like they had been friends forever.
Casey held Deshawn by his jaw, sucking harder on his tongue and whimpering loudly. Deshawn never made love to a man on the first date but he was growing weaker by the moment. Casey rubbed hot friction from underneath, making their cocks meet and flip over and around each other.
Casey’s hands smoothed down the back of Deshawn’s neck to his back, then to his ass where he cupped both of Deshawn’s cheeks tightly.
Deshawn moaned and parted lips so he could breathe deeply. They stared at each other, panting and looking like mirror images in the desire.
Very quietly Casey said, “I’m negative, Deshawn.”
“Me too.” He nodded.
“Am I moving too fast? Saying that?”
Deshawn shook his head. “No. I’m glad you said it.” He dug his fingers into Casey’s hair, knowing it would feel like soft cat fur, and it did.
Casey slowed down, caressing Deshawn’s face, tracing the line of his nose and lips. “You are so gorgeous.”
“Have you ever been with a black man before?”
Casey shook his head and bit his lower lip. “But I want to. I thought you were fantastic the first time you stepped onto the train in Oakland back in January.” Casey rubbed their cocks together. “I fantasized doing things to you.”
“Doing what?” Deshawn kept caressing Casey’s hair, leaning up on his elbows so they could talk.
“Sucking you. Letting you take me up the ass. Kissing you.”
Deshawn’s cock throbbed against Casey’s. “Me too.”
“I could kick myself for being so shy. Waiting so many weeks.”
“Yeah. I’m feeling that way as well. But. At least here we are.”
“I know we shouldn’t screw the first time. Right?”
Deshawn felt Casey’s cock pulsating and wasn’t sure he didn’t want to. He shrugged. “I guess we should see how it goes.”