1. Quaver


    Date: 12/18/2014, Categories: First Time, Gay Male, Mature, Author: oemors, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    Chapter 1: The Green Alba The room is deaf and silent, the only thing you will hear are the ticking of the clock and the sound of computers clicking. It’s really a slow day here at LifelineIT, a computer specialist shop at downtown Detroit. I was assigned at the repair department. There are only three costumers today, the two clogs in the cartridge and the other one only wants consultation about her pc overheating. Now I am stuck making “reports” about the store’s inventory which sucks because it’s not even my job but at least my job pays the bills. I’m done with my work today with 8 minutes to spare so I head to the employee’s lounge to have a coffee. I was pouring the hot water for my coffee when I felt a hard pat on my shoulder. “Hi Greg! Already done for today?” Alfred said with a slight grin. “Yeah” I gave him half-hearted smile. “You have plans for tonight? We’re going to Northern Lights at West Baltimore.” “Uhm… It’s pretty far from my apartment from Midtown” I said with a sigh “Come on its Friday! The day to hook-up and get crazy” He said enthusiastically After a second thought, I said “Ok, I’ll go” “Cool! But were leaving after Sarah’s shift. Our dickhead boss wouldn't give her a break” “Mr Orlando isn't that bad, he just need to…” “Get laid!” Alfred interjects. We laugh hard; we stop when other people look at us suspiciously. I never had a good laugh for a while. “I better go. See you at the lobby at 7:30” “Ok see you.” As Alfred walks away he glance back at me and ...
    gave me a whole hearted smile, I smile back and then he continues to walk away. I check him out a little, Alfred is tall around 5’9, lean with good muscle definition, he’s tanned, he is always clean shaven leaving a 5 o’clock shadow, hazel eyes that matches with his dark blond hair. His biggest asset is his smile that can light up the room whenever he goes. ******* I am Graham Villamonte by the way Greg for short. I’m 29 years old I was born and raised in the Philippines but I decided to work overseas here at Detroit Michigan when all hell breaks loose on my life. Long story short, my parents and f****y will never accept me as who I am, a gay man, so they disown me. I don’t have many friends in my workplace, maybe because I’m not easy to look at. I am 5’8, big build, a little soft in the middle but I don’t classify myself as fat maybe I’m just stocky. I am tanned “naturally”, I have visible tattoos on my left arm, I have a goatee but no mustache, a shaved head and a nose piercing. Yes I look like a guy that will mug you when you got lost in a dark alley. Nobody asks me if I am gay, well look at me I look like Stone Cold from WWF, so I just keep it to myself. ******* It’s almost 7:15 so I went down to the locker room to change to my casual clothes. My house at Midtown Squares are quite far so I always have extra clothes on my locker. As I stripped down to my boxers, Damien arrives. “Hi Greg,” He said with a seductive tone. “Hi.” I said with a reluctant smile. He walks in front ...
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