I walked into B-Dubs around 6pm. I've been coming here once a month when in town for the past few months. I saw some familiar faces as I sat at the bar to eat. Dining alone it's much less awkward sitting at a bar than in a booth or at a table.
Anyway, as my food came another familiar face sat two seats away, "You here to get an early start for the game?" It was Thursday and the football season recently started. I didn't want to admit that I had no idea who was playing, at what time or that I was even aware the NFL season began, while sitting in a sports bar.
"Nah, just grabbing a bite and catching at home."
We made the usual small talk and then he leaned over, reaching out his hand, "I'm Don."
"Mike" and I shook his hand. His food just then arrived, and he moved to sit next to me.
Again, some small talk as he says he doesn't see me too often like the other faces.
A few minutes later a less familiar face shows up and sits next to Don. They make a acknowledge each other and it takes a bit before I realize they know each other well. I hear them talking about Al's recent breakup from his girlfriend.
Don then apologizes and introduces us. Al asks, "You have a wife or girlfriend Mike?"
I tell him, "Nah. I'm single."
"Sucks doesn't it?" I hear a slight slur, I guess he pre-gamed before the pre-game.
"It has it's pros and cons," I replied.
Just then Don chimes in about the game. Al tells him he's looking forward to just kicking back and watching it at home.
Don asks, "I thought you were going to watch it here?"
"Thought about it, but I'm driving, and I know I'm going to be in no shape to drive home afterwards. Why don't you come by and watch it at my place?'
Don then turns to me and asked, "You're going to watch the game at home, right? Why don't you come and watch it with us, better than watching alone, right?"
Before I can reply Al says, "Yeah man, why don't you come over too?"
"I don't know."
"Come on. Misery loves company," he then laughs and adds, "besides some friends are supposed to come over, some girls too," then winks at me comically.
I smirk, shake my head and agree.
We get to Al's and Don plops into the lounge, Al offers me to the sofa as he gets us a couple of beers along with a bottle of tequila, but none for him. He leaves the room but quickly returns having removed his jeans for sweats as he says he wants to chill a few before everyone arrives. He then turns on the pre-game show as Don & I take a couple of shots each. We aren't paying too much attention to the TV, at least I'm not.
Then as what usually happens with guys, especially when drinking, the topic turns to sex.
Al takes a seat next to me as he then tells Don how lucky he is to have a steady piece of ass at home. Don laughs, "Yeah but man that comes at a price. It's you two that are lucky."
Al shrugs is disagreement, "You are kidding, I haven't gotten laid in a month. I haven't gotten a blowjob in two weeks." He then nudged my left leg with his as he asks, "How about you Mike?"
"How about me, what?"
"When was the last time you got your dick wet?" Don laughed at this saying, "Al, you don't know him well enough to ask questions like that."
Al laughs, "Fuck that man. What's the big deal, right Mike?
"Right." I agree. So, he asked again. I confess that it's been awhile. He pushes top know how long so I say, "About 4 months."
Al looks shocked, then grabbing his crotch, spreading his legs wide so his right leg is pressed against mine, says, "If I don't get this wet soon, I'm gonna bust."
Then drunkenly (or so I thought), he rubbed my thigh as he asked, "How do you not go nuts Mikey? I mean, you must jerk off like all the time, right? I mean I would, right?" He directed that last question to Don.
So, Don says, "I don't know about that, but I tell you, sometimes jerking off does feel good."
