Jake (Part Four)
Jake was staring into space all the while. He hadn't realise he had been rambling on for almost fifteen minutes. By this time the receptionist was seated back on his chair with his feet on side table inside behind the counter.
Jake was leaning against the counter. He didn't mind standing, he'd always prefered satnding than sitting, he spoke better that way.
"Hey man, I don't have chocolate bars but I do have a couple of budweisers in the fridge inside. You want?" the guy was actually being polite.
Jake obliged. ANything was better that being upstairs with the stranger. Okay she was hot and had a real nice rear, but Jake finally realised THAT was not what he needed tonight. He did not need to get laid tonight, though he was his usual horny self. But he was just not in the mood.
Jake discovered the guy's name was Gavin, and he workin' part time while doing his graduate studies at the local university.
Gavin invited Jake to the tiny room behind the counter. It was hot as hell, but the heat didn't matter at the sight of icy-cold bottles of bud.
Gavin handed one to Jake.
"Oh, yeahh.." Jake growled with glee. Aww, man he hadn't had a nice bottle of bud for ages.
"To having balls and having the guts to flaunt it!" Gavin toasted. Gavin was alright for a 25-year-old, he knew the jokes.
"One time I had a girl going down on me right, and she had these enormous lips. They were loke fucking thick and juicy, I swear they were always wet like she'd been lickin' pussy all her life. She was suckin' it whole and her lips were, like, all over my balls dude," Gavin sprayed the beer from his mouth laughing. "Holy shit!"
"Too much details, man. I don't need to know about your fucking balls, dude!" Jake said laughing just as much.
"I can't tell the story without mentioning the balls," Gavin replied, laughing still.
Gavin stood up abruptly and walked lazily to the corner where the radio was. He switched it on to some radio station palying a song I actually knew. It was that song from that TV show about a bunch of horny kids in highschool.
"I don't wanna be anyone other than..somebosy else," the music filled the room. Hot, with only a small table fan cooling the two souls in there.
"What the fuck is this shit?" Gavin growled. You weren't sure if he was sleepy or drunk.
"I know this song! It's from One Tree Hill...," Jake trailed off, drunk to bits on his second bottle.
The radio deejay came on and introduced herself and the song.
"And that was Gavin DeGraw with 'I Don't Wanna Be'. If it sounds familiar it's because you probably heard it on the TV drama 'One Tree Hill'..."
"Nice song," Jake said.
"Fuck that song," Gavin quipped, and then he looked back at Jake with gleeful eyes.
"Bunch of Justin Timberlake-types. Wanting to be blacker than the brother on the street."
He took another dive with his Bud. Wipped hislips a little cause it just got all around his mouth. Gavin's lips were healthy looking. You could see the bright red colour coming out of the lips.
"Hey man, you look like you're wearing lipstick," Jake said.
"You calling me a fag, Baton Rouge boy?" Gavin answered, almost growling.
Jake was staring into space all the while. He hadn't realise he had been rambling on for almost fifteen minutes. By this time the receptionist was seated back on his chair with his feet on side table inside behind the counter.
Jake was leaning against the counter. He didn't mind standing, he'd always prefered satnding than sitting, he spoke better that way.
"Hey man, I don't have chocolate bars but I do have a couple of budweisers in the fridge inside. You want?" the guy was actually being polite.
Jake obliged. ANything was better that being upstairs with the stranger. Okay she was hot and had a real nice rear, but Jake finally realised THAT was not what he needed tonight. He did not need to get laid tonight, though he was his usual horny self. But he was just not in the mood.
Jake discovered the guy's name was Gavin, and he workin' part time while doing his graduate studies at the local university.
Gavin invited Jake to the tiny room behind the counter. It was hot as hell, but the heat didn't matter at the sight of icy-cold bottles of bud.
Gavin handed one to Jake.
"Oh, yeahh.." Jake growled with glee. Aww, man he hadn't had a nice bottle of bud for ages.
"To having balls and having the guts to flaunt it!" Gavin toasted. Gavin was alright for a 25-year-old, he knew the jokes.
"One time I had a girl going down on me right, and she had these enormous lips. They were loke fucking thick and juicy, I swear they were always wet like she'd been lickin' pussy all her life. She was suckin' it whole and her lips were, like, all over my balls dude," Gavin sprayed the beer from his mouth laughing. "Holy shit!"
"Too much details, man. I don't need to know about your fucking balls, dude!" Jake said laughing just as much.
"I can't tell the story without mentioning the balls," Gavin replied, laughing still.
Gavin stood up abruptly and walked lazily to the corner where the radio was. He switched it on to some radio station palying a song I actually knew. It was that song from that TV show about a bunch of horny kids in highschool.
"I don't wanna be anyone other than..somebosy else," the music filled the room. Hot, with only a small table fan cooling the two souls in there.
"What the fuck is this shit?" Gavin growled. You weren't sure if he was sleepy or drunk.
"I know this song! It's from One Tree Hill...," Jake trailed off, drunk to bits on his second bottle.
The radio deejay came on and introduced herself and the song.
"And that was Gavin DeGraw with 'I Don't Wanna Be'. If it sounds familiar it's because you probably heard it on the TV drama 'One Tree Hill'..."
"Nice song," Jake said.
"Fuck that song," Gavin quipped, and then he looked back at Jake with gleeful eyes.
"Bunch of Justin Timberlake-types. Wanting to be blacker than the brother on the street."
He took another dive with his Bud. Wipped hislips a little cause it just got all around his mouth. Gavin's lips were healthy looking. You could see the bright red colour coming out of the lips.
"Hey man, you look like you're wearing lipstick," Jake said.
"You calling me a fag, Baton Rouge boy?" Gavin answered, almost growling.
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