The entire time I knew John I was in love with the man, but he never saw me, I was invisible to him, I was the guy he could count on but I was not one he would ever see. I can tell you I jerked off to the image of this man naked on me in me beside me in my bed.
I also cried many times as he never saw me, sometimes even mean to me, just a hug from this man could make me cum. He never saw how I felt for him, he had eyes for everyone else but me, I knew one day I would stop trying to get near this man, but right now I was madly in love.
To describe John, he was six foot two, a ruggedly handsome man, the full unruly beard, his body the body of a hard working construction man. Big hands and big feet, strong muscular arms, long thick legs, and eyes that could melt the polar ice caps.
I met John through mutual friends, it was lust at first sight, I knew I wanted this man and I made it obvious how I felt about him. All his friends knew I carried a torch for this man, the only one who never saw it was John himself.
John was a self proclaimed bisexual, who seemed to lean on the gay side more that the straight side. I never saw the man with a girlfriend, but he bragged about getting his cock sucked by different guys, but never by me.
John used me, cause he knew I would never say no to him, he could ask me anything and I would do it for him. From washing his car to doing his laundry and cleaning his apartment, I made meals for this guy, and drove him when he was to drunk to drive, picking him up from drunk hookups he had with random men.
This is how I ended up being his chauffeur for the evening this New Years eve, he wanted to bar hop and hit a few parties with friends but did not want to have to use a cab. He knew I would be there for him, like I would ever say no to this man.
I drove to his place, we would take his truck, this way we only had room for three people in the vehicle, he did not want a car full. We left his place, he looked so good tonight, he was dressed up and had shaved his neck and trimmed his beard.
We were sitting at a red light and I was staring at him.
"Something wrong Billy? Are you okay? Do I look okay?"
"You look amazing John like always."
We got to bar number one a few beer and a couple of shots and he was ready for the second place, I would not have one drink tonight I was his driver. I did not care as long as I was beside the man I was good with it.
The third place was a house party at work buddies home, John had a few drinks so he was in party mode now, we would be at this place for a few hours. He was with his work buddies so I sat back and watched them, they asked how he got here and he pointed at me.
"So your little queer friend is driving you around is he, that guy has such a hardon for you."
John's work friend did not like me and he was not scared to call me names in front of John, not that he ever stood up to his friends on my behalf. John too was very homophobic for a bi-guy. It was okay for a man to suck his cock but he never sucked a cock in his life, or so he said.
I had heard the comment and yeah I wanted to leave John behind and never look back but my feelings for him overtook my common sense. Midnight was fast approaching, seems we would be here to ring in the new year.
John stayed with his friends he did not come and talk to me once the entire time, I knew he had no respect for me and that was more obvious as the night went on. The countdown approached and they all banged their glasses toasting the new year. I sat back alone, I took a sip of my soda and waited for him to come and get me to go.
We stayed for another half hour, John was pretty drunk at this point, he came over to let me know we would leave soon. We were standing close to each other just talking, he really could be a nice guy with me all alone but in a crowd, he treated me like garbage.
One of his friends piped up out loud and yelled to John across the room.
