*Quick intro: I am "Joe" and this actually happened. Thanks for reading.*
Joe had been thinking about how he didn't have anyone to love, but he was mostly too busy at work to focus on that.
He would jerk off at night grabbing his dick and doing it just to cum so that he could go to sleep. Then, he met Matteo.
This happened by chance, Matteo being a new guy at work that Joe hadn't seen before. Matteo was gorgeous: about 5 ft 8 of toned muscle and tanned skin, with a strong face that could rival any male fashion model.
Joe watched him from afar, for a while before saying a word. He was dazzled by Matteo's looks and charisma, and figured there was no way this could ever happen. Joe knew that he himself was just another average-looking white guy, a dime a dozen.
Finally, Joe decided he could at least go stand up against the wall, at a work meeting that he didn't need to be at but where he knew Matteo would be. Joe, taller and thinner and shy, white as paper with almost black hair. How could he ever expect someone like Matteo to notice him?
He stood against the wall for the work meeting. When he saw Matteo coming out the door Joe said, "hey man it's been a long day huh."
Matteo replied, "yeah that meeting was hell."
Before Matteo could leave, Joe saw his chance. It was now or never.
Joe said, "you want to go get a drink?"
Matteo said, "I don't know, my girlfriend is expecting me back so we can go get some dinner."
Joe thought: it seems like he might like me but I'm not sure what to do. Then, he came up with a master plan. "How about you tell your girlfriend where you're going to be and she can meet us?"
By some incredible force working in Joe's direction, Matteo agreed to this.
They went to a bar nearby, and Matteo's girlfriend Ana met them there. She was cute by anyone's standards, but Joe had other things in mind. He could not see Ana's beauty, since he was only focused on Matteo.
They had a few drinks together. Then, Matteo said "let's go to a club." Joe was fine with that but Ana said no, she needed to get home. She had a friend there, Laura, who was walking home at the same time so they decided to go together.
So here it was just Joe and Matteo. They went to the club that Matteo wanted to go to, Joe standing around as always and Matteo dancing up a storm.
Joe watched, and watched. Eyes always on Matteo and hoping for something. He thought, "dude probably thinks I'm straight, this will never happen."
Matteo wanted one more drink, at the club. They went up together and Joe asked, "what would you like?" Matteo understood that meant Joe was buying it, and got a tequila shot.
Joe watched Matteo put salt on his hand, lick it, and take the shot. He wanted that tongue to be on him, not just for salt and tequila.