Beyond the Usual

It was almost nine when I responded to your message. You told me you were bored and wanted to hang out. I was sure you were just horny. You laughed. You told me you'd confirm if you'd be able to make it that night. I hung up. With you knowing, I had decided to take a quick shower... just in case. My phone rang while I was till in the shower. I turned off the water and answered the phone. I could not really understand everything that you were trying to say, all I knew was, you were now unsure if you'd ever make it that night.

"Hey man, I did not realize I had an early morning... blah blah...", you said on the other line.

"It's okay. No worries.", I casually replied.

"But if you're available tomorrow night... blah blah..."

"Nah, let's not even get there. I don't know my schedule tomorrow night.", I brushed him aside.

"Uhmmm is that so?", you asked.

"If you can't make it tonight, it's fine. Bye now.", I ended the conversation.

"Hey Tristan. I'll be there in 10 minutes.", you finally made up your mind.

"Ha!.", I whispered.

You were late but when I opened the door, I forgave you. Before me was someone who looked like his picture, only better - he was around 5'9, lean built, bespectacled guy in his early thirties. You had deep set eyes, and a chiselled nose. You looked good but there was something off about you - oh yeah, you came off square. You don't smoke, rarely drink, does not enjoy clubbing, does not dance, a vegetarian, and loves the outdoors. Your jokes were also amiss but seeing you make a fool of yourself made me laugh anyway. You told me you were an IT guy working for the federal government.

"So Tristan, what exactly are you looking for online?", you asked.

"Just need to get laid.", I replied.

You looked surprised.

"How about you?", I asked.

"Well, I was just bored at home...", you responded.

I rolled my eyes.

"Oh come on...", I bullied you into admitting that you were online for the same reasons.

"Seriously...", you replied.

"It's hard to date in DC Tristan... I dated several guys and they all just wanted one thing... sex.", you explained.

"Look buddy, I'm really not interested in something beyond a one-night-er... I think it's better to be clear about this from the get go, okay?", I explained.

"Really?" Why so?", you asked.

"Not yet ready for something serious....", I explained.

You seemed to understand.

"Some guys they'd tell me one thing and then all they want is to bed me - thanks for being honest", you said.

I laughed. He seemed like a good guy so I confessed.

"People will tell you everything you need to hear to bed you. Trust me, I know my game.", I explained.

"... and yes, I'd still want to bed you.", I continued.

You laughed. I resigned myself to the fact that all you were really looking for was someone who could keep you less bored. Sex was not the table. And so I stopped flirting. I offered beer but you declined. After a couple of hours, I was ready to call it a night with you. I was a little disappointed but, I must admit, I had fun talking with you.

"So Tristan... you want to lie down in bed?", you asked.

I was surprised. Apparently, my new boy toy was open to sex but he wanted this with brains on the side. Before the clock hit midnight, we were in bed. And, much to my liking, he had a very big surprise waiting for me.