Hi, my name is Neel and I'm a 25-year-old gay boy. In college, I had a serious boyfriend, but we decided to go our separate ways as he was not really looking to settle down. Heartbroken, I decided to work towards a nursing degree and travel.
Traveling nurses is a great gig that paid well and afforded me the benefit of traveling all around the country. Within the span of a couple of years, I had seen 10 different cities and states around the US.
It got lonely though at times. The contracts were usually 6, 8, or 12 weeks long and while I met some cool people, my romantic life was lacking. Sure, I had no trouble hooking up for one-nighters, but it was otherwise devoid of substance.
I still missed my ex, whom I had actually known since middle school, but his modeling career was starting to take off and his IG and other social media platforms took up all of his time and he wasn't ready for marriage or long-term companionship.
I was now in my third full year out of nursing school and was pretty well-versed and comfortable in my job. I traveled to all of my job sites by car and I had formulated a regimen for how I traveled and worked. The work was hard but paid extremely well and I was off 3 days a week.
It was May and it was starting to warm up. I arrived in a little town in Oklahoma to begin a 12 week stretch at the local hospital in their ER. This was easily the most rural location I had been for work, but the pay was the highest so the money excited me. I managed to snag a studio apartment located above one of the local businesses in their little downtown area to rent for the 3 months. I brought my bags in and then wandered outside by foot to explore the local downtown area but also find a grocery store to get some essentials I had forgotten.
Unfortunately, I had arrived late afternoon on a Friday. Stores were mostly closed and much to my dismay, it was starting to rain and the wind was picking up and I was wearing little running shorts, a tank, and flip-flops. My legs were smooth and muscular and shaved, my hair dark and wavy. I caught a lot of glances and stares from the locals. I suppose this was a small town in the Bible Belt and I should have dressed accordingly. Oh well.
I saw one small hole in the wall store that I ran up to try to get in, but just as I got to the entrance, a big and tall thick burly old man filled the doorway. "Sorry, son. I'm closin' up!" He peered at me through his thick-framed bifocals. He looked to be an older man, probably late 60s early 70s, well over 6 ft and 300 lbs. He was wearing trousers and a tee shirt underneath. He was bald on top with a thick massive veiny head with white hair off to the sides with white hair coming out of his ears. His nose was big and red with what looked like rosacea. He had bottom-heavy lips outlined by a thick mustache and a short beard.
"I'm so sorry sir, but please, I just came in to town tonight and I really need a few things and I'll be out of your store in no time!" I begged as I looked up at him, my eyebrows arched. He kept staring at me with the door ajar with his thick beefy hairy hand. He studied me, looking at me up and down at my small 5'4" 125 lb frame. Perhaps he saw my distressed pleading eyes and felt sorry for me as his gruff expression softened. "Alright little fella, you look like you're lost. I'll give you a few minutes to grab some things, but I need to start locking it up!"
He cracked the door open a bit wider and I slipped in past him, accidentally grazing his large belly. He grunted before pulling the door shut and locked it. I started looking around the small store for whatever I needed as I heard him in the background, closing the shades and flipping the sign to "CLOSED". He turned the storefront lights out.
I got to the battery section and was having trouble remembering the battery code I needed for my fan remote. I stood in the aisle with my hands on my hips when I heard loud heavy footsteps approaching from behind. I turned to see the store owner right behind me. He was surely a giant man and quite intimidating to say the least. I studied his face and thought to myself how ugly and unattractive he looked. An image flashed in my mind of us having sex and my face contorted into one of disgust and horror. I was used to hard bods and IG model types, young, muscular guys. This was about as far from that as possible.
"What's the matter? You look like you smelled some shit! Heh!" He teased. My face turned red as I looked down and laughed, embarrassed.
"Hnnhh..nah, I just remembered something. Anyway, I can't seem to remember which battery I need for my remote," I looked up at him. He came in a bit closer as I backed into the shelf, my hands behind my back grabbing on to the shelf as I gazed up at his giant frame. His shoulders and arms were so wide and thick and he was covered in grayish white hair. He was wearing a gold chain and a bracelet.
"Where you from? What brought you to this bump in the road?"
"I'm a travel nurse. My hometown is Columbus, Ohio though."
"Hehe...you stick out like a sore thumb around here! I guess the hospital is desperate for help if they want travelers. I went there not long ago and had to wait in the lobby for 10 hours or something!"
I had my legs crossed and kept biting my lower lip, unsure as to why I felt so uncomfortable. "Yeah, it's tough no matter where you go, there's a shortage of nurses everywhere. They pay us a lot to travel and I get to see different parts of the country. It works out," I shrugged as I looked down, catching a look at his crotch. It was just an old habit and I couldn't help myself. Some horny perverted straight males look at women's breasts and asses, I looked at men's crotches. So shoot me.
I heard him mouth breathe as I felt his eyes fixed on me with laser focus. "Where you staying?" He asked.
"Ohh..there's this place like 3 blocks from here that I found on Craigslist. It's cheap and so I took it," I responded.
"You got a girlfriend or somethin'? How old are you?"
"Hehe, nnn-nahh, no girlfriend. I turned 25 like a month ago. I wanted to have fun and travel, not much time for like a relationship," I responded.
"Mmm...yeah you look real young, but you're a little guy too, no offense, but you are young," he smiled out of the corner of his mouth as he began mouth breathing again.
"God, he looks so creepy...why is he staring at me like this?" I thought to myself. "I have to somehow get whatever and leave..."
"So...yeah, I guess I should try to head out soon..." I started. The rain was really coming down now, the drops smashing against the windows in full fury energized by the howling winds.
"You sure? It's really pouring out there..." the man started. "How are you going to get home? I mean I'd give you a ride, but my truck is in the shop."
"How are YOU going to get home?" I asked him.
"Well...that's the beauty of owning your own store in a tiny town like this. I live here too, I got my own apartment upstairs!" He grinned as he pointed.
"Ohhh!" I gasped. "Well. Lucky you!" I teased him and let out a nervous laugh.
"You may as well come up and wait out the rain with me upstairs," he said, his voice a bit more confident than I expected. I had been around the block a few times and had lived in big cities, so I was quite assertive myself, but he made me feel quite small and vulnerable. I almost welcomed his hospitality, despite his unattractive appearance and creepy disposition.
"Uhh..okay I guess..." I was apprehensive about this whole ordeal I found myself in at the moment. I didn't have a choice. I was stupid to walk here, thinking the weather would hold and I came wearing nothing but tiny running shorts with a brief liner and my little tank. My flip-flops were still wet from the rain as well.
"Great!" He exclaimed as he led me to the back of the store. He fumbled through his keys before settling on the one that unlocked the door. He pulled it open, revealing stairs that led up. He motioned for me to go first, as he flipped the store lights out and then locked the door behind us.
I started up the steps and I could feel his face right up close to my ass as I climbed up. He was breathing heavy as he tried to keep up with me as I was creeped out again and picked up the pace. At the top, was a small landing with another door. He unlocked this door as well and threw it open, revealing a full apartment.
Surprisingly, it looked to be of decent size. From the entry way to the right was the kitchen with a bar that overlooked the main living space. Off to the left was a small hallway with a bathroom and bedroom. The building was obviously old and it smelled like it. It was clean enough, though, much to my surprise, and well-maintained.
"Are you married?" I asked.
He let out a sly grin, "Nope...I was too much of a wild child in my younger days and ran out of time before I realized it. You drink?" He asked me as he made his way to the kitchen. He kicked off his boots and I kicked off my flip-flops.
"Nope. Never have, and never will. I don't like alcohol," I shot back.