Being a married man with kids I have to take big measures to conceal my real sexuality. I love being the submissive girly bottom for the men Ive been with. That being said I went to a favorite local pizza joint that has homemade pasta. Being of Italian descent everyone in the family agreed on the tremendous homemade meatballs and linguine this place makes.
I always order takeout when I get where Im going. I got to the place and parked myself at the bar. I put in my order and ordered a beer as I waited.
It was a slow night with not a lot of people there. I was having fun watching the Keno display and cursing myself for not playing my numbers. Out of the right corner of my eye I noticed someone looking at me. Very discreetly I glanced over. There was a man that was about 6'2" with very broad shoulders, big arms even under his flannel shirt, a bald head, big burly beard and piercing blue eyes. My mouth dropped. He obviously noticed and gave me a very slight smile. Once he caught my eye I tried to give him a very discreet but furtitive look. Then he smiled back! Now I knew I had something here. I started up a conversation across the bar. Sports, the weather etc. Before long he was walking over to sit next to me. "Hi Im chad," he said. "Jack, nice to meet you" I could tell he was a bit buzzed by his speech and body language. It really didn't bother me and besides I was enjoying the attention and conversation.
Before long he was weaving and leaning into me. He was a big man and even just accidentally bumping into me moved me. What he or anyone else knew was that every time he bumped into me i got harder and harder. We had a couple shots of Jameson and before long the bartender shut us off.
As we stumbled out he mentioned that he loved to warch the sunset at the beach. Ignoring my coman sents "Lets jump in my truck real quick and we can go watch it" Chad jumped at the opportunity.