This is the second part of the story I began with House-Sitting With a Homosexual Part 1. Thank you to everyone who read the first part and wanted to read the rest of the story. Your patience is being rewarded, as the second part is almost entirely sex. If you haven't read the first part I would encourage you to do so before continuing so you can better understand the characters and their motivations. Hope you enjoy the story!
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Act III: Falling
I rolled over in bed as I woke up and groaned. My head felt awful and I thought I was going to puke. I could scarcely believe what had happened the night before. I felt so lousy after Daniel departed that I kept drinking for a few more hours and I was regretting that poor decision now. I walked back downstairs and looked around. There was virtually no evidence of the incredible experience I had had in this room last night. Looking at the floor, I noticed that there were a couple suspicious stains near where I had climaxed on Daniel and so I grabbed a wet paper towel and began clean them up. I noticed that in Daniel's rush to leave he had forgotten his pipe and baggie of weed on the table. I figured he wouldn't mind if I took a little toke and proceeded to use his pipe and stash.
After getting myself together, I decided to call Daniel and apologise for how I had behaved last night. I was too drunk to realize it then, but it seemed clear now that he was not totally into it but was just intrigued enough to see where it led. Neither of us fully comprehended the consequences of what we were doing at the time. He didn't answer when I called him so I tried again about an hour later. Still no answer. I busied myself by doing dishes and cleaning the house. I was also supposed to get the mail and feed and walk the dog at Elena's parents house so I ran over to do that as well. I spent the rest of the day watching TV and smoking. Later in the afternoon I tried Daniel one more time. When he didn't answer I decided this time to leave a voicemail:
"Daniel, this is Eric. First of all, I wanted to apologise for what happened last night. I'm sorry if I made you uncomfortable at all and hope we can still be friends. I will understand if you don't want to see me again. You did leave some of your personal items in Elena's basement, so feel free to drop by and grab them whenever you want. Bye."
A little bit later I got a call from Elena. We chatted a bit about how the car ride was and whether she was enjoying the trip so far. After a while she asked what I ended up doing last night since I had the house to myself. I decided not to lie and only told a half-truth.
"I actually did end up inviting Daniel over. We had some drinks and you know, smoked a bit and hung out. It was pretty fun."
"That's awesome, I'm glad you two are getting along so well. But... Well, just don't let your guard down too much."
"Why do you say that?" I asked nervously.
"I've heard he has become a bit of a cocktease since he was at college. I don't know that he would ever hit on a straight guy, but you are irresistibly sexy."
I tried not to make my laughter sound too forced as I replied, "I don't think you have to worry about him stealing me away from you."
"Good. Well I have to go now. I love you."
"I love you too."
It was nearly midnight and I still had never received a reply from Daniel. I began to feel really depressed thinking about how I had just lost a friend. Daniel was becoming someone that I was starting to care a lot about. I was worried that we would never see each other again, or if we did it would always be awkward and for Elena's benefit. I masturbate before bed pretty much every night when I haven't had sex, but I didn't care to at all and went to sleep wanting to cry for the first time in a long while.
The next day I had to go back to work. I worked as a custodian and mechanic in the dormitory I had lived freshman year. It was hard work but paid well for a student job. After work I had to run a few errands, take care of Elena's parents house again, and grab something for dinner. Towards the end of the shift my phone beeped and I saw that I had received a text message. My heart skipped a beat when I saw it was from Daniel.
(Can I come over tonight?>)
)Of course. I am working till 5 then have a couple things to do. Is it alright if you come over after 8?)
(Sure. I will be there.)
(Are you just coming over to get your stash?)
(I need to find out what the hell happened two nights ago.)
I didn't know what to say to that so I never responded back to him.
After work got out I rushed to do all of my errands and walk the dog at Elena's parent's house. I grabbed a quick bite of dinner while I was over there and then rushed home. It was already 730 and I wanted to shower and change out of my work clothes before Daniel got there. When I pulled up I was shocked to see Daniel there already. He was sitting on the front stoop smoking a cigarette. I could see a couple stubbed out on the ground by his feet, it looked like he had been here for a while. He seemed very nervous. We awkwardly said hello to each other and I pulled the housekey out of my pocket so that I could unlock the door. I started to go in and saw Daniel still standing there.
"Are you coming in or what?" I asked. Daniel hesitated, then followed me inside.
I walked inside and stood by the dining room table waiting for him to say something.