Andy is Trying - Chapter 08

ANDY IS TRYING

Chapter 8: Andy is not Lying; he is simply not telling the whole Truth

 What the fuck have you done Andy?!

You’ve probably just destroyed your entire career!              

And for what?

A blowjob?!

For God’s sake, the man wore his wedding ring all throughout.

What the hell were you thinking?!

But you are single, Andy…

You did not cheat on anyone…

He made a pass at you first…

And it was so damn good!

Still, this was wrong and you damn know it.

You had to try something new but sucking Crown’s cock, the potential future governor of Pennsylvania, really?!

That was your first choice, after years of abstinence, are you serious?!

At least, you did something bold for once.

Bold… Or purely reckless and stupid?

*

My mind was a mess as I was going back home in Philly’s public transportation.

It was cold outside but I was sweating proficiently.

I could not decide if I was happy or disgusted with my own behavior. A voice in my head was scolding me just like it was applauding me for my recklessness.

I bet some people would have sucked a big juicy dick and would have moved on with their lives, but I was not that type of guys.

I was wrecking my brain around it, talking to myself and re-thinking all of my choices.

Nobody should never know, that was the first thing.

It could destroy David’s chances of ever been elected.

More importantly, it could destroy his entire family.

He had an 18 years-old son.

Fuck. What would Zachary think if he ever knew?!

I realized Laurie might be home when I would come back to the apartment, following her date with Cody.

I would have to lie to her then.

Of all people, she could not know. She was too close to the Crowns.

Damn, Andy, NOBODY could ever know!

The voice shouted in my head.

I had to lie.

More accurately, I had to keep my mouth shut.

Okay, that was a plan.

Something did happen but no one had to know.

If I did not say anything, it would all be fine. I did not have to worry.

Then, I would simply have to keep my libido in check and to resist going back to David.

What the hell was he talking about anyway? Saying that I was special.

That was for sure the same bullshit he was serving to every guy he was fucking.

Although, he had not fucked me…

Unfortunately, he had only invaded my mouth.

*

“Unfortunately”, come on, Andy!

Do NOT get down this road again.

Pull yourself together!

You do not want to get drilled by your sexy hunk of a boss, bending over his desk, getting bred in his office like a cheap whore!

This would be such a stupid (although very exciting) move.

You want to find yourself a cute guy, your age, with whom you can be happy in a healthy relationship.

That hairy chest though…

Those meaty pecs…

The massive balls…

The fat hard and dripping cock…

Who cared about a wedding ring in the end?

We had gone so far already, why not go all the way?

Just once…

At the very least, all that stress would not be in vain.

David Crown could fuck my ass, just freaking once.

Did I not deserve it, after everything I had gone through?

*

Lost in my thoughts, I was back home.

I took a deep breath before going in. I did not want to look flustered or anything.

It was past midnight, maybe I would not have to talk to anyone.

I walked inside and the lights were on.

No sign of Laurie but Cody was there, in his blue boxer briefs, using our kitchen table as a drawing board for his sketches.

He was working on a building in a circular shape. Weird stuff.

“Hey, Cody.”

He lifted his head from his drawings. My roommate looked tired but he remained sexy.

Talking about a hairy muscular chest, I had everything I needed at home.

“Andy, what’s up?”

“You’re still awake?”

“Unless I can speak to you in my sleep, I guess that I am.”

“Sometimes I forget how funny you are.”

I put my jacket on a coat-hanger.

“Wait, I hope you’re not coming home late because of Laurie and I?”

“Kinda… I wanted to leave you some room but I mean, I had work to do anyway.”

“You didn’t even go out? It’s the middle of the night.”

“No… Your date was a good reason to pull an all-nighter at work so you could have the place for yourself for one last drink.”

I was not lying; I was simply not telling the whole truth.

“Well, there was no need for you to stay away. Laurie went back home after the restaurant. I’m by myself in here.”

Cody did not seem pissed or annoyed.

He was even lightly smiling.

“She did tell me she would not spend the night on the first date. I wasn’t sure she’d be able to resist you though.”

He grinned at me.

He liked to be reminded that he was hot.

“Ahah, thanks for the compliment I suppose. For the record, the decision to go home our separate ways was mutual.”

“Really? It didn’t go well?”

“On the contrary, my friend! It went so well that I thought we should take our time. I think I want to let these early stages of dating last a little longer. I might be seriously into her.”

“Oh wow.”

Cody put his sketches aside.

“What can I say? She seems like a great girl. I mean, you already know it.”

“Yes, Laurie’s been my best ally at work and probably the best person I’ve met since I arrived in Philly.”

“Hey! What about me, asshole?”

I chuckled.

“You’re not even top ten, dude.” I teased him.

He rolled his eyes.

I was distracted by something else; Cody was scratching his balls below the loose underwear.

I could see his dark pubic hair.

“You know what? I’m not even going to be mad at you because I met Laurie thanks to you. And you did leave the apartment just in case. That was nice of you.”

“No problem.”

“Although, it’s quite sad that you stayed at work that late. Couldn’t you find anything else, or anyone else, to do? You need to date someone, get some action, Andy!”

I felt my face heating up as he said that and it had nothing to do with the glimpse of his cock and balls I got to see.

A part of me wanted to spill the beans and tell him how much action I truly had that night.

I could not though.

“Don’t worry about me.”

“I’m not but know that I’ll be happy to leave you the apartment if you want to bring someone here. Weren’t you supposed to see Darius again?”

I puffed.

“I texted him about a week ago.”

“And?”

“And he never replied.”

“Oh. That moron!”

“Why? I literally talked to him for 15 seconds. He doesn’t owe me anything.”

“Maybe, but he’s a moron because he told me that he was into you!”

I did not expect that and my interest was piqued.

Handsome cook / muscle hunk Darius was into me. Who knew?!

“You cannot just say that and not elaborate. What did he say exactly?”

Cody scratched the back of his head.

“Okay. Maybe he didn’t downright say that he was into you.”

And there it was, the hope of a sexy single guy being attracted to me vanishing as quickly as it had arrived.

“That’s not funny, Cody.”

“No, no. He was interested! That’s true. That night when you came by with Laurie, afterwards, I asked him what he had thought of you and he told me that you were cute.”

“Yes, that’s exactly why he didn’t respond to my text the following week-end… That makes sense.”

“Well, he did also say that he wasn’t sure he was ready to date anyone so…”

I grabbed some very unhealthy snacks in a cupboard.

Aside from David’s semen, I had not eaten anything that night.

I smiled at the thought.

May Cody smell sex on me? He did not seem to notice anything.

“That’s fine. I don’t need your help to find hook-ups.”

“You’re sure?”

“I am. I don’t think you realize how easy it is to have sex if you want to when you’re a gay man in a large city.”

“I trust your word on that.”

I sat on a stool and I went through his designs. They did not seem so strange up-close.

“You’re still working for your degree or is this just for fun?” I asked.

“A little bit of both. Thanks to a friend, I’m following the course without paying for them but obviously, I cannot get any grade or help from a teacher. Still, I might add one of these sketches in my application for the scholarship. They hand one at the end of this semester, in a few weeks.”

I looked at his work more closely.

“I don’t know shit about this but you seem to know what you’re doing.”

“I hope so!”

The more I got to know Cody, the more I admired his dedication.

He could scold me about working too much but he was exactly the same, exhausting himself just for a slight chance that he might get to take his exams.

“If you want someone to read your application for typos and stuff before submitting it to the board, you can send it to me.”

“Thanks, I mostly need someone important to endorse it though. That’s why I was not selected last time around.”

“I’ll try to think of someone.”

“You’d do that for me and I’m not even top 10 of your favorite persons?” He joked.

“In Philly! Worldwide, you might not even be top 100.”

He laughed at my stupid remark and told me it was time to go to bed.

I followed suit shortly after.

I was exhausted.

My first couple of weeks in Philadelphia had been nothing like I had imagined.

The late-night conversation with Cody had helped though. It got my mind to stop reeling and going in circles.

First of all, I had stopped talking with different voices in my own head which was a very good sign that I was coming back to sanity.

Besides, this chat proved that it was not that difficult to lie, or rather, to not say the entire truth.

I would keep my mouth shut and I would be fine.

Everything would be all right.

Except that the next day at the office was without a doubt the worst yet…

Rebecca was in a terrible mood for no apparent reason and Zachary had come by to see his parents at the office.

Talk about a bad timing to meet the prodigal son!

Laurie was all excited to gossip about him, but I felt awful.

I felt super guilty and I could barely look at him in his (piercing blue) eyes.

They looked too much like his father’s.

To make things worse, Rebecca who visibly did not know what to do with her own son suggested that he spent some time with me to understand my work and the projects I was working for.

Apparently and according to Rebecca, Zachary loved “data and numbers”.

What a passion, I thought.

I had to baby-sit a Stanford student for most of the morning, making it impossible to advance on my own work.

I thought I was about to die when David passed by the office and he caught me chatting with his son.

“Hey Zach, I see that you’ve met Andy. He’s been here only two weeks but he’s already helped the team tremendously.”

How could he act so normal after what we had done the night before?!

I was losing my shit.

“Yes, he’s showing me what he’s been working on. It’s very interesting.” Zachary told his dad.

“I hope my son is not too much of a burden.”

I wished I could have said that yes, he was a burden; and yes, I would have preferred working on my own; and more importantly, yes, I wanted to go back to David’s office to finish what we had started the previous night.

But I suppose I was getting fairly good at lying, or at the very least, omitting some parts of the truth.

“Zachary really is smart, pointing relevant issues and already coming up with ideas to solve them.”

David tapped on his son’s shoulders proudly.

I hated every second of this. It was the hand on which he was wearing the damn wedding ring.

“That’s my boy.”

Seeing the two of them together was rather fascinating.

They looked very much alike, and in fact, Zachary was an almost replica of David at his age on the pictures I had seen when he was rowing captain.

Zachary Crown was young, handsome, and rich… He was in every possible way entitled to a successful life.  

He had gotten the perfect symmetric traits of his father as well as, as mentioned, his piercing blue eyes.

And visibly, he had also cultivated the same rower’s muscular build.

It was very silly but when he yawned at some point, - proving by the way that he was not that fascinating with polling analytics -, he extended his arms in the air and I got to see his six-pack abs.

Yummy.

In other circumstances, I would have found Zach to be a damn hot guy.

I was supposed to teach him a thing or two but I think that I was more dazzled by him than he was by the data.

Well, that was a sure thing.

I was stammering and getting nervous when he was very collected and acting as if he had been working on the floor for years.

Do not get me wrong, Zachary was polite, nice, he asked me relevant questions and he was not the asshole you could expect him to be, - growing up in a conservative family with that much privileges -, but that made things even worse.

If he had been a little brat, maybe I would have felt better about jeopardizing his parents’ marriage and his entire family.

Going out for lunch with Laurie was necessary that Friday.

I had to get out.

She suggested going back to the Impero and I just followed her.

“Don’t be mad, if they put Zach in your hands, that means that Rebecca trusts you.” Laurie told me.

I cringed even more.

Not telling her what was happening was the most difficult part and probably why I was having such a bad day.

Normally, I could let Laurie know about any work problem I was having.

Thankfully, we had the perfect distraction since she had many things to say about her date with Cody.

I was not sure I wanted to get that involved in their relationship but I was glad we were talking about something else than the Crowns.

We did not see Cody at the Impero, - it was not his shift -, but I got another surprise after dessert.

“Hey, Andy.”

Laurie gave me a knowing look before I turned around to see the cook greeting me.

“Darius? Hey.”

“So, you did enjoy the food. You came back!”

“Of course, I did. It’s delicious, as always.”

I was talking about the spaghetti but I may as well have been talking about the chef.

“I… I saw your text.”

Oh God.

Here we were.

Did we really have to have this conversation in a crowded restaurant and in front of Laurie? My day was going bad enough at it was.

“Great. So…. You didn’t respond on purpose then.” I chuckled.

“Fuck. I’m sorry.”

“That’s fine. Did Cody send you here to talk to me?”

“What? No. I saw you in the restaurant and… Well, I guess I feel like an idiot for not responding to your text while I’d be happy to have a drink… Someday… I mean, if you’re still interested.”

“Woooooo” Laurie whistled behind us.

When did she get so immature? Maybe she was hanging with Cody too much!

I could feel myself blushing.

I was such a nerd.

“Sure. Hum. A drink. That would be nice.”

“Great.”

There was a moment of awkward silence and Laurie had to intervene to save us.

“Maybe you could decide on a time and on a place, guys?”

I laughed nervously again.

I hated myself for being so bad at it. Maybe that explained why I found myself getting on my knees in my boss’ office instead of dating someone cool.

“She’s probably right. What about tonight?”

I thought, let’s strike while the iron is hot. And Darius was definitely hot. Even sexier than how I remembered him.

He was still wearing his white sleeveless tank-top and still flaunting some impressive extra-large and veiny biceps.

YUMMY.

“Dang. Don’t hate me but I can’t tonight. I can’t this week-end at all. I… I’m moving out, I was crashing on a friend’s couch since my break up.”

Two minutes into this and Darius was already indirectly mentioning his ex-boyfriend.

That was not starting too well.

“Next week then?” I suggested.

“I’ll have to take some extra shifts during the week since I won’t be available this week-end…”

Seeing my face which was clearly giving up, Darius rapidly added.

“…But by next Friday, I’ll be free!”

“Next Friday night?”

“Yes. I’m working but you can come eat at the restaurant, on me of course, and then, we’ll go get a drink somewhere else”

I was not so sure anymore but I glanced at his biceps and I figured I could not miss on a chance to get more intimate with those big guns.

“That sounds like a plan.”

“I… I’m sorry about ghosting you, I was just… I wanted to write back but… Anyway, I’m glad I’ve seen you today.”

“That’s all right.”

“Well. I should go back to the kitchen.”

I awkwardly opened my arms for a hug and he was receptive.

For a man working at a restaurant, he was smelling amazing. He did hold me tight and I felt something nice.

Maybe this could work.

“See you later, Darius.”

“See you, Andy.”

He walked back to the kitchen and Laurie yelled behind him.

“And see youuu!”

He had ignored her the entire conversation and he nervously waved his hand at her.

We both laughed about that.

Laurie spent the entire afternoon teasing me about my upcoming date but to be fair, it was exactly what I needed.

There he was, my normal healthy non-married man, arriving right on time before I made any more mistakes.

I did feel a bit uneasy when Laurie made fun of my awkwardness with Darius in front of Zachary because he could very well mention it to his father later on.

Although, I should not have minded.

David spent the entire afternoon locked in his office with his wife!

As if I had to justify myself to him!

In the end, I think it was the thing that most got onto my nerves, seeing David so close to his wife.

I hated that feeling but I was jealous.

What was I even hoping for?

This mistake had to stay in the past.

If it were not for one last incident, I would have probably managed to ignore my attraction for the big boss for the rest of my life.

Unfortunately, or maybe it was meant to be, an incident did occur.

A hand on my ass.

I was about to leave, Rebecca and Zachary had already left the building, but there were still a few people in the open space.

I was trying to change the ink in the office printer, slightly bending over, when I felt it, someone groping me.

For a split second, I did not understand what was happening, but even before I turned, I knew it was him.

I recognized his smell.

“David?” I whispered, without even looking at him.

He removed his hand immediately.

“Sorry. I… I shouldn’t have done that. I couldn’t resist seeing your ass exposed like that.”

This was so wrong on so many levels.

I straightened up.

“What are you doing? Someone could have caught that!”

“You’re right. And I… I shouldn’t make any pass at you anyway. This is so unprofessional of me.”

There, I had the perfect opportunity to stop this madness.

“You’re right, this is very unprofessional and we should put an end to that, right now.”

“Look, we had fun yesterday, but that’s over now. You’re my boss and you’re married. This is beyond inappropriate.”

“What the fuck is wrong with you? Feeling me up here?! This has to stop!”

There were a thousand things I could have said.

But instead, I grabbed his crotch and I muttered.

“Just try to be more discreet next time.”

David grinned and he hastily walked away.

In the ongoing war between my libido and my mind, my libido had just won an important battle.