They parted and Ben said, “Thank you. I’ve wanted to do that since dinner last night.”
“You mean we wasted a whole day when we could have been kissing?” Rob joked. “I’vewantedyou to kiss me since dinner last night.”
“Fuck,” Ben said. “I don’t think the day was wasted, but hell yeah, there could have been more kissing!”
“C’mere,” Rob murmured, stepping closer to Ben and claiming his mouth. This time the kiss wasn’t soft or tender. It was hot and needy. When Ben’s tongue slid along his lips, Rob opened up to him and their tongues battled for dominance.
Rob cradled the back of Ben’s head with one hand while the other slid down his back and rested on the top of his ass. Ben grabbed Rob’s ass with both hands and pulled him closer, feeling Rob’s hard length against his own.
Their lips parted, they both took a breath then went back for more, moaning into each other’s mouths. After a few more moments they parted, both breathing heavily.
“Wow.” Ben said.
“Yeah. Wow.” Rob agreed.
They looked at each other and smiled. “So,” Ben started, “I guess I should explain.”
“Okay,” said Rob, sitting on the edge of the bed and motioning for Ben to take the loveseat.
“For much of my life, I thought I was bisexual,” Ben started. “I always found guys and girls attractive and didn’t make a big deal of it. I had a boyfriend for a short time when I was in college, but we were both pretty much in the closet at that point. After we broke up, I met Caroline and eventually married her. We started to drift apart a few years after we had Kyle and we both agreed that divorce was probably the best option for us. Neither one of us was ready for marriage. We raised Kyle together as much as we could, and I’m happy to still be friends with her. We’re better as friends than we were as a married couple. At one point I told Caroline about the boyfriend I had in college and it was never an issue for her. I also told Kyle I was bi a few years ago. I got the feeling he might also be bisexual, so I told him as a way to let him know that I didn’t care who he was attracted to. He was fine with it, and while he hasn’t come out to me or anything, it wouldn’t surprise me if one day he said he was dating a guy.”
Ben paused, grateful for Rob’s encouraging silence.
Finally, Ben said, “There was one guy a few years ago. He was an up-and-coming actor and we were both extremely discreet, as he wasn’t ready to come out of the closet. We only got together a couple of times, but I will say that he taught me a few things!” He smiled briefly at that memory, but then shook his head, saying, “Ah well, it would never have worked out anyway. He was a lot younger than me, and it was really just a fun fling for the both of us. As I’ve gotten older, I think I’m actually demisexual. Do you know what that is?”
“Yes,” answered Rob. “You need to feel an emotional attachment to someone, right?”
“Exactly,” Ben said. “In some ways, I think I’m still working through my feelings about who I am. All I know is, when we met yesterday, I immediately felt some connection and I knew I wanted to spend more time with you.”
“I get it,” Rob started, once Ben stopped speaking. “Because I also felt something when we met yesterday. And that’s never happened to me before. Maybe if we work together, we can figure out if this is really something?”
‘Um,” Ben teased. “So, you think you might want to go out with me again?” He smiled coyly.
Rob replied, smiling. “Yes, I’d love to go out with you again. But fair warning, I’m gonna need some time. Some days, I can’t get outta my own head, but if you can put up with my trying to deal with all of this, then yes, I’d love to try.”
Ben looked at him. “It sounds like we both have things that we need to work on and doing it together sounds like a great plan to me.”
Ben stood and pulled Rob up from the bed. He kissed him lightly and said, “Okay, I’m going to go to my room now because if I stay here, I’m gonna do something I shouldn’t. I’ll meet you for breakfast at nine o’clock.”
Rob kissed him one more time. “It’s a date. Knock on my door at nine.”
* * *
Rob shut the door, sighing.
Wow, I totally misread that, didn’t I? I thought for sure Ben was going to tell me that he was getting a weird gay vibe from me and as flattered as he was, he just didn’t feel that way toward me. I was convinced I’d have to lock myself in my suite for the week to avoid him.
But he kissed me! And I actually kissed him back. I can’t believe I did that.
Rob undressed, slipped under the covers and, with a smile on his face, thought about that kiss.
