1. Four Days in the Exurbs


    Date: 7/15/2015, Categories: Gay Male, Author: NattySoltesz, Rating: 14, Source: LushStories

    said. She nodded. “It’s kind of you to let me invade your space like this. I hope it’s okay, I don’t intend to stay long.” “It’s fine,” Dominic said, looking at Jamie. Jamie took a deep breath. “Look, I’m sure you’re a nice guy…” she said. I braced myself. She spoke in a rush, talking about how it was unexpected, how she wasn’t used to having her life disrupted like this but as long as it wasn’t for very long, and maybe I could help clean up – like the bathroom, or something. As she spoke her eyes met the floor, the ceiling, the window behind me – seemingly everywhere but my own eyes. “Really, I’d be fine going back to the motel,” I said. “No,” she said, finally glancing in my direction, smiling a big smile like a Venus flytrap ensnaring me with phantom hospitality. Dominic came to my room later that night. “Dude, I’m sorry if that was awkward,” he said. “What’s up with her?” I said. “Nothing,” he said, getting defensive. “What do you mean?” “I’m sorry. It just seems like she doesn’t want me here but doesn’t want to admit it.” “No dude, she’s totally cool with it. Everything’s totally fine.” He made stew that night and invited me downstairs for the most uncomfortable dinner ever, full of forced jokes and protracted silences. Jamie barely looked at him, let alone me. It seemed clear that there were some major things going on underneath the surface. I told myself that my insurance check would come any day – maybe even tomorrow. It didn’t. I took a bus into the city to check ...
    and, dejected, took the long bus ride back to the exurbs. Luckily both of them were still at work. I hunkered down in the guest room, hunted for jobs online, took a nap. I woke to the sound of Jamie’s car in the driveway. I avoided dinner that night, sneaking out to the Arby’s down the street. When I got back I hightailed it upstairs. I heard them downstairs, arguing. The voices got louder – it was a major argument, and I was sure it was about me. I put on my headphones. Dominic came upstairs a little later. He sat on the bed next to me and lay back, putting his arm over his eyes. “Everything alright?” I said. “Yeah,” he said, and took his arm away. He looked at me – a long, real look, devoid of the façade that had been there yesterday. “Look, dude, I saw a friend of mine today when I was in the city,” I lied. “If you ride me back in I think I can –” “Hey, it’s Friday,” he said, apropos of nothing. He sat up. “Huh?” I said. He went to the closet. “Promise you’ll keep this a secret?” He reached inside the closet and pulled out a bottle of whiskey. I smiled. Whiskey had always been Dominic’s drink. With one eye on the bedroom door he took a swig, then handed to it to me. I did the same. He put the bottle back in the closet. “Let’s wait till Jamie goes to sleep. We’ll play some video games, have a few drinks…” I told him that sounded good to me. He popped in the room a few hours later, just as I was starting to feel like a flower in the attic. He headed straight for the closet and ...
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