2025-07-10, 01:44 PM
He was sitting on the couch watching TV. Today he was supposed to meet up with his girlfriend to fool around a little. But she couldn't make it; she was going to a club with her friends. He wasn't jealous, but it was weird: she was going out with her friends more and more often without him, didn't want him around, or when she was with him, they didn't do anything except watch movies. He didn't really believe that she would cheat on him, but he wasn't sure. He often wanted to talk to her about it, but she always blocked it and said that she didn't feel like having sex. He accepted it, though not entirely happily. Who was he? Quite simply, his name was Elias Sander, he was 1.89 m tall, weighed 80 kg, was well-trained, had blue eyes and blonde hair.
He would have liked to have had an explanation from her, that's what he would have liked... but in the meantime, he could pass the time with other girls.
The doorbell rang. Well, speak of the devil, he thought. He was only wearing underpants, thought about throwing something on, but if it was Inga, she would just grin and immediately know what he wanted. He felt his penis swell. The doorbell rang again. “Yes, yes, I'm coming!” he said more to himself. Elias opened the door and Jonas was standing in front of him. He looked a little puzzled: “Jonas, what are you doing here?” “Thanks for the wonderful welcome,” replied Jonas. “I was bored, so I thought I'd come to see you! Am I disturbing you?” “No... no, come in!” Jonas thanked him and entered. Elias would have liked to have had someone else, but at least he now had someone to keep him company. Jonas was exactly the same height as Elias, only one or two kilos heavier, had brown eyes and dark brown, almost black, hair.
“What are you doing here? I mean, you're half naked!” Jonas remarked. Well, that's just like him, he sees something like that immediately and speaks to me about it. Um, yes, for a better understanding: Jonas is gay, even if he doesn't like to admit it.
“Well, I wanted to... watch a porn movie, actually. But I don't feel like it anymore,” said Elias. Jonas looked at him quizzically. ‘Yeah, um, okay, if you say so,’ he just remarked. They sat down on the couch and watched the exciting program. Once again, nothing was on TV. It was Saturday night, so what a surprise!
Elias hadn't bothered to put anything on, and Jonas tried not to stare at the boxers all the time, which was visibly difficult for him, after all, he wasn't exactly distracted by the report on the monkeys in Africa.
“Isn't there anything more interesting than this nonsense?” Jonas asked cautiously, before he would pounce on Elias.
“Ah! I know what you're after,“ Elias replied.
“Huh? You don't know that...”
“Sure, man, I've got eyes in my head! It's just that there's no porn for you, I'm sorry,” said Elias triumphantly, leaning back on the couch. Jonas looked at him for a moment, but then turned back to the report.
“The evening is going to be boring as hell tonight, and I can't even persuade him to watch porn with me,” thought Jonas, sighing and getting up.
“Well, if you're just going to watch that mind-numbing report, I might as well go home,” Jonas said to Elias. He looked at him in puzzlement, and Jonas realized that Elias felt alone and preferred to stay with him.
Jonas sat down, or rather, he intended to, but he decided to go to the bathroom first. “I'll be right back,” he said to Elias and walked down the hall to the very back where the toilet was.
While Jonas let nature take its course, the doorbell rang again. Elias went to it with heavy steps.
“Marina? What... what are you doing here? Didn't you say you were going to the disco with your friends?“ Elias asked her.
“Yes, but before that I just want to tell you that it's over between us,” she emphasized this “over” as if she wanted to impress it on him for eternity. All you could hear was the door slamming, Marina crying outside the door, Elias crying in the hallway.
Jonas quickly got ready and went to Elias. “Shit!” Jonas remarked, seeing the tears running down Elias' face. He took him in his arms.
“Hey man, don't read anything into this,“ Elias said.
“No man, I'm not that kind of asshole! Come on, get up!” Jonas helped him up and sat him on the couch.
“A beer?” Jonas asked him. Elias just nodded. Jonas took two beers out of the fridge and opened them. He put one in front of his best buddy, who drank half the can in one go. Elias looked at him desperately, Jonas was his best buddy too.
“Why?“ was the simple question from Elias.
“A thousand people probably ask themselves this question every day when their partner breaks up with them. You guys were already over long ago,” Jonas tried to build him up. Elias looked at him with red and wet eyes, thanked him and gave him a big hug. Jonas looked a little taken aback at first, but knew that Elias needed a strong friend's shoulder now.
“Come on, there are plenty of other girls who are pretty and smart,” Jonas encouraged him. Elias let go, looked him in the eye, and suddenly Elias gave him a kiss, right on the mouth. His hands pressed Jonas's head lightly towards him, without much pressure. Jonas looked extremely puzzled at first, but then he closed his eyes and just enjoyed the moment. He had often dreamt of this moment, but he never would have thought that it would really happen.
He would have liked to have had an explanation from her, that's what he would have liked... but in the meantime, he could pass the time with other girls.
The doorbell rang. Well, speak of the devil, he thought. He was only wearing underpants, thought about throwing something on, but if it was Inga, she would just grin and immediately know what he wanted. He felt his penis swell. The doorbell rang again. “Yes, yes, I'm coming!” he said more to himself. Elias opened the door and Jonas was standing in front of him. He looked a little puzzled: “Jonas, what are you doing here?” “Thanks for the wonderful welcome,” replied Jonas. “I was bored, so I thought I'd come to see you! Am I disturbing you?” “No... no, come in!” Jonas thanked him and entered. Elias would have liked to have had someone else, but at least he now had someone to keep him company. Jonas was exactly the same height as Elias, only one or two kilos heavier, had brown eyes and dark brown, almost black, hair.
“What are you doing here? I mean, you're half naked!” Jonas remarked. Well, that's just like him, he sees something like that immediately and speaks to me about it. Um, yes, for a better understanding: Jonas is gay, even if he doesn't like to admit it.
“Well, I wanted to... watch a porn movie, actually. But I don't feel like it anymore,” said Elias. Jonas looked at him quizzically. ‘Yeah, um, okay, if you say so,’ he just remarked. They sat down on the couch and watched the exciting program. Once again, nothing was on TV. It was Saturday night, so what a surprise!
Elias hadn't bothered to put anything on, and Jonas tried not to stare at the boxers all the time, which was visibly difficult for him, after all, he wasn't exactly distracted by the report on the monkeys in Africa.
“Isn't there anything more interesting than this nonsense?” Jonas asked cautiously, before he would pounce on Elias.
“Ah! I know what you're after,“ Elias replied.
“Huh? You don't know that...”
“Sure, man, I've got eyes in my head! It's just that there's no porn for you, I'm sorry,” said Elias triumphantly, leaning back on the couch. Jonas looked at him for a moment, but then turned back to the report.
“The evening is going to be boring as hell tonight, and I can't even persuade him to watch porn with me,” thought Jonas, sighing and getting up.
“Well, if you're just going to watch that mind-numbing report, I might as well go home,” Jonas said to Elias. He looked at him in puzzlement, and Jonas realized that Elias felt alone and preferred to stay with him.
Jonas sat down, or rather, he intended to, but he decided to go to the bathroom first. “I'll be right back,” he said to Elias and walked down the hall to the very back where the toilet was.
While Jonas let nature take its course, the doorbell rang again. Elias went to it with heavy steps.
“Marina? What... what are you doing here? Didn't you say you were going to the disco with your friends?“ Elias asked her.
“Yes, but before that I just want to tell you that it's over between us,” she emphasized this “over” as if she wanted to impress it on him for eternity. All you could hear was the door slamming, Marina crying outside the door, Elias crying in the hallway.
Jonas quickly got ready and went to Elias. “Shit!” Jonas remarked, seeing the tears running down Elias' face. He took him in his arms.
“Hey man, don't read anything into this,“ Elias said.
“No man, I'm not that kind of asshole! Come on, get up!” Jonas helped him up and sat him on the couch.
“A beer?” Jonas asked him. Elias just nodded. Jonas took two beers out of the fridge and opened them. He put one in front of his best buddy, who drank half the can in one go. Elias looked at him desperately, Jonas was his best buddy too.
“Why?“ was the simple question from Elias.
“A thousand people probably ask themselves this question every day when their partner breaks up with them. You guys were already over long ago,” Jonas tried to build him up. Elias looked at him with red and wet eyes, thanked him and gave him a big hug. Jonas looked a little taken aback at first, but knew that Elias needed a strong friend's shoulder now.
“Come on, there are plenty of other girls who are pretty and smart,” Jonas encouraged him. Elias let go, looked him in the eye, and suddenly Elias gave him a kiss, right on the mouth. His hands pressed Jonas's head lightly towards him, without much pressure. Jonas looked extremely puzzled at first, but then he closed his eyes and just enjoyed the moment. He had often dreamt of this moment, but he never would have thought that it would really happen.