Rescue Me

When we finished our meal he asked for coffee refills as they took the dishes away. I felt his foot against mine and I moved, thinking I had touched him. It wasn't but a few moments until our feet were touching again.

"David I think that I should tell you that I gave the Hostess a tip to ask if I could sit with you. I saw you here and I wanted to meet you. You are a very Handsome young man."

I felt the blood rising as I blushed heavily.

"I didn't mean to embarrass you, David, I assumed that you're Gay, this place is where most of the local Gay crowd comes for a good meal. I'm really sorry."

"NO, you're right. I am Gay, or at least I used to be. Since my partner and I split up almost four years ago, my experience has been extremely limited."

"Oh gosh, how long were you and your partner together? I haven't had a relationship like that with a man as yet, I want to find a partner, one guy to be with, but I just haven't met the right guy yet."

"Carlen and I were together from the start of second semester our second year at college until Christmas week after graduation. At the end, we were living 500 miles apart because of our jobs and he found someone else."

"Jeez Davey, that really sucks. I'm so sorry you had to go through that kind of pain. I've been divorced and I know how that can tear your heart out."

My head jerked up the minute I heard him call me Davey, I must have looked weird because he asked.

"Does that bother you, calling you Davey, I mean?"

"No, it just surprised me, you are the second person today to call me Davey. I really like it, no one but my friend Janet at work and now you calls me that. It's good, and really it's like another part of my makeover."

"Your makover?"

I laughed. "Yeah, just two weeks ago you would have tipped the Hostess to be seated anywhere but with me. For more than 3 years I had a full, scraggly, untrimmed beard two inches long or more, long hair onto my shoulders, big thick, horn rimmed glasses and all complemented by an attitude of submission.

I gave up after the breakup and I let myself go, not caring how I looked or even caring about life in general. I looked like a 'Mad scientist', I was just existing, not living life. The events happening in my life all seemed to be more than I could cope with at the time, so I left my North Carolina roots, found a job I really like and moved here.

My friend Janet at work has me to going to the gym now and she took me in for this major overhaul. I have mixed feelings about it since I now look like I did when my Ex and I were together.

I know I have to get over this thing with him, the rejection thing. Janet thinks this is the way to go so I'll try it."

"Davey, tell Janet I said thank you. You look amazing."

I felt the blush reddening my face again. Dean looked at me and I thought I would melt from his smile. He waved off the server for another coffee refill and we made ready to leave. Just as I slid over to the edge of the booth, Dean gave me his card and told me that he would like to hear from me again and perhaps go out for a proper dinner one night. I just nodded and turned red again.

When we were at the register paying for our meals, I took out my card and scribbled my number on the back and gave it to Dean. He looked at the card then up to me.

"Jeez Davey! Handsome and smart too! Wow! I sure hope you aren't turned off by sports or by Coaches. I'll call and we'll go out for dinner and drinks soon if you would like."

Dean walked me to my car and we shook hands again, he kept holding my hand and we were both just looking into the others eyes. I felt a twinge in my groin and realized that I was getting aroused, his emerald green eyes had me mesmerized, and my cock throbbing in my pants. I pulled my hand away and opened my car door and stood behind it, using it to cover the lump growing in my jeans.

I started to stutter and stopped, got control and told him good night and that I looked forward to our next meeting. This is when the old David would have begged off or made an excuse to say no but I felt Dean was different. I wanted to see him again and I readily agreed, telling him I was free all week after six.

Dean left to go to his car and I sat in mine trembling. Surprised at the physical reaction in my pants and elated at this chance meeting. I was grinning all the way home.

Later that night in bed I realized that I was looking forward to going out to dinner with Dean. This was a major step forward for me. He was the first man I really wanted to be around in years.

Physically, Dean was my dream man, tall, dark red hair, trim, fit and all man. He has a great personality that drew me in, all evening he made me feel that I mattered to him. Like I said before, he is the most beautiful man I could ever imagine. I knew I would daydream about him until our next meeting. As I lay in my bed thinking about him, my hand went to my crotch and I had my first sexual fantasy with the fabulous Coach Dean Curtis.

When I told Janet about him the next day at work she was shocked. She knew who he was, she had met him at some fund raising meeting for one of the Not-For-Profits organizations in town. She expressed her disappointment at hearing that he wasn't as eligible as she had hoped.

I had trouble concentrating at work all day following meeting Dean at the diner. Every time I got into the groove, something would happen like a phone call, a co-worker asking a question and my thoughts were off the job at hand and back to Dean and his smile.

By Wednesday I was getting anxious, I hadn't heard from Dean. On the following Friday, still with no call from him, Janet and I stopped for after work drinks at Applebee's down the street from our office. She had been ragging on me hard all week because I wouldn't call Dean. Especially since I talked about him constantly to her. I excused myself to wash my hands.

Coming back from the men's room to our table I saw that Janet was calling someone. When I reached the table she handed me the phone, stood and started to walk away.

"Here Davey, this is your phone, it's ringing now, Say hello to Dean!"

With the phone in my hand I was frozen in place, staring at her open mouthed!

"YOU'RE CRAZY!" I yelled

"Hello."

"Uh...D...Dean?

Yes! Davey is that you?

"Uh...yeah...Dean...it's David."

"This is uncanny Davey, I was just thinking about you and wishing that that I your number. I lost your card and I couldn't remember the name of your company. I've eaten at the diner all week hoping you would come in. I'm so sorry that I haven't called but I'm very happy to hear from you. How are you Stud!"

My mood improved instantly, and Janet, now sitting at the bar counter, had this smug look like she had just cured all the ills of the world.

"Uh..sorry I haven't called before now, but I'm kind of shy about this. My friend dialed you while I was coming back from the restroom. I may have to break her pretty neck,"

"Go easy on her Davey, at least she got us talking. I feel like such a tool, losing the one card I wanted most to keep. Uh..Davey...I...I've thought a lot about you since we met. I want to take you to dinner soon, just food, drinks, and talk, get to know a bit about each other, get better acquainted. It should be no secret that I am strongly attracted to you."

I felt the myself blushing again and grinning.

"That's very good to hear, I hope that you know that the feeling is mutual. I never have plans so whenever you want just let me know."

"That's great, how about we meet at eight tonight, is the Boulder Cafe on Pearl okay with you?"

"Yes that will be great, I'll see you there."

I closed my phone, got up and went to stand beside Janet and I kissed her on the cheek.

"Dean and I thank you. I need to go home now and get ready for my dinner date tonight."

"I'm coming with you, I must approve of the way you look before you go out. You're still new to this makeover thing. You'll have to prove to me I can trust you, Davey."

Back at my place Janet settled into the couch with Josh Groban singing her love songs and one of my Coffee table books on Art Deco Style in her lap. I showered and searched for something to wear. I finally settled on an outfit and took my time dressing and spiking my hair just right. Ready at last I went out to let Janet 'approve' of my choice in clothing.

I wore a Camel colored cashmere pullover, matching Camel tan slacks and my Navy blazer, with cordovan belt and shoes. My UNC Classring and a gold bracelet for just a bit of bling. When Janet turned to look at me I saw the surprise and shock on her face.

"Damn Davey, that just isn't fair. The poor guy won't stand a chance, he'll be grovelling at your feet all night! That outfit is perfect and you are finally perfect in it. You've learned to smile again this past week since meeting Dean. I don't even know him yet and I approve of him."

I kissed her cheek again.

"You know there's no way I can repay you for what you have done for me. You've brought me back to life. I feel good again and you made it happen. Not tonight, but soon, I want you to meet Dean. Well, wish me luck, fingers crossed! Let's hope all goes well tonight."

I spent too much time dressing and preening that I feared I might be late. I walked into the bar area and I saw Dean sitting over to one corner of the bar, he did a double take, then the look on his face was like Janets. He looked stunned. He stayed that way until he shook my hand.

"David! I knew you were a great looking guy, but this! Can you see that everyone here, both men and women, are giving you the once over. I've got the most handsome date in town! Wow!"

I smiled and leaned into him.

"I was thinking that very same thing as I walked over to you. Wow!.

Dean ordered us drinks and we sat at a table waiting to be called to the dining room. He seemed to be a little nervous and I asked him if everything was okay. He laughed and said.

"Okay just doesn't cover what I'm feeling now Davey, over the moon comes a little closer, Jeez you're sure a handsome man!"

"So how's your week been, Coach."

"Full of young men playing games! That's a joke...I'm a coach but I do not mix my private life with my job. Besides, they're still kids. I want a man for my companion and friend."

"I imagine that there is a long line waiting to apply for that position. Where can I que up, Coach?"

He laughed again. "You got the job just walking in here tonight. I don't mean to gush, but Jeez Davey, you truly take my breath away."

"There another feeling that is mutual. Did you notice as we talked at my car that first night that I had to stand behind the open door to my car. I was getting aroused just looking into your eyes. It started here again tonight but I'm wearing a jock strap to hold me down."

"Aww Jeez...I didn't need to know that, now I'll be hard all night just thinking about you in a jockstrap!"

We were saved by being called to the dining room. The Host seated us by a window at a table for four. We ordered more cocktails and looked over the Dinner menu.

We shared an order of Garden Tomato Bruschetta for an appetizer. I ordered a Gorgonzola Salad with romaine, apple, chile-candied walnuts, sun-dried cranberries and gorgonzola with balsamic vinaigrette. I chose Santa Fe Salmon for my entree, grilled fresh salmon with a Santa Fe honey dijon sauce, crispy parmesan polenta and grilled squash.

Dean Ordered the same Gorgonzola salad with the Bistro Steak and Fries, a grilled 8 ounce strip steak topped with an herb compound butter, hand-cut fries and fresh vegetable medley.

It has been over four years since I had such a wonderful dinner. The food was perfect and so was the company. Dean and I were like old friends laughing, chatting about ourselves and telling each other stories we've heard or experienced, he has a load of stories with the college kids he coaches.

For my part, there just aren't many Microbiology jokes to tell, but I did tell some college stories and the one of my getting a new chance at life with Janet's makeover project. At some point Dean mentioned that he would like to meet her and I told him we would arrange that soon. I felt so at ease and comfortable with him it surprised me, not even the least bit shy tonight. I took the lead in talking and Dean sat there smiling and listening to my every word.

While we lingered over Coffee with Baileys at the restaurant I asked him to dinner the following Friday evening, my treat this time. Another first for the new Davey; I had never asked a man out before, I was always the submissive one.

We finished the coffee and went back to the bar. Neither of us were ready to leave the other just yet. In the bar we had a corner banquette and table. In a matter of minutes our knees were touching.

Dean put his hand on the seat between us and I placed my hand in his and we held hands until Dean saw the server headed to us with our drinks. I kept thinking that this is a dream and I will wake up and it will all be gone.

It was nothing more than holding hands, but it satisfied the need for a physical contact we both were feeling. He was at it again with those eyes of his, I swear the man will control my mind with them yet. There isn't anything I can think of that I wouldn't do for him at this minute.

Already I know enough about him to know that he would never intentionally embarrass me in public. In the privacy of my bedroom I doubt that he could embarrass me at all. I looked up from the glass between my hands and he was looking at me and about to speak. He leaned close and said quietly.

"Davey, I don't want this night to end just yet. Would you like to come to my place for a nite cap. I really want to kiss you, I've wanted that since the first night we met. That's all, a few kisses and we'll part for the night. I don't want to rush ourselves too much, I want to be sure we get this right the first time around.

I smiled and told him that yes, I would like the kissing very much.

"You give me butterflies in my gut when you smile at me like that Davey."

"I get those butterflies too. YES! Let's go now, I want the kissing too. It's hard to sit here and not lean over and kiss you."

I followed him to his apartment and was happy to learn that he's only a four blocks from my house. Once we were in his place we went to the kitchen and he started making drinks while I took my jacket off and hung it on the back of a chair.

Dean had a liquor bottle in one hand and glasses in the other when I walked up to him and took his face in my hands and kissed him, no tongue, just our soft, parted lips together. He broke away and sat the bottle and glasses on the counter, then he pulled me into his arms and absolutely stole my heart with the most tender, sensuous, kiss I could have ever imagined.

I'm sure he felt the tremble that ran through my entire body, I pressed closer and my body seemed to melt into his. When his tongue darted across my bottom lip I opened, his tongue in my mouth ignited a hunger inside me that I haven't felt since my first kiss.

I felt Dean's hard member pressing against mine. We each ground against the other from lips to groin, until finally we had to have air. When we broke apart we hugged tightly, our faces side by side over the others shoulder. I felt a tremble run through his body and I hugged him even closer, pressed tightly against him and kissed at his neck and nibbled at the lobe of his ear.

Finally we eased our hugs and without breaking apart we leaned back enough to look at each other, I know I had a grin on my face and Dean smiled back and we both started laughing. I think that at that moment, we both realized that this was special, it is everything and more than what we had expected.

With our drinks made, we moved to the sofa and we were wrapped up in the each others arms for quite a long while, at one point Dean was stretched out on the sofa and I was atop him, then the positions were reversed during our heavy make out session. I was getting very uncomfortable in the jockstrap and I asked Dean for a break. When we reached for our drinks the ice was almost gone. I glanced at the clock and it was nearly 2 a.m.

"Dean, do you have to work today?" I asked.

"Yes, I have a 9 am class."

"Then I should go, you need to get some sleep."

We stood and he hugged me to him again.

"I'll be glad when the times comes that we will share our bed Davey."

"Me too, but we both know it shouldn't be tonight, no matter how excited we are, we need more time. I know we have a dinner date for next Friday night but how would you feel about a spaghetti dinner at my place then we'll catch a TV movie, tonight."

Dean beamed that smile at me again.

"Oh god yes, Davey, yes! Next Friday seems years away right now."

With my hand on the doorknob he kissed me again, just a light peck on the lips, goodbye. That kiss was the one that choked me up, gave me that lump like a balloon in the throat, that hurt so that I couldn't speak, tears brimmed in my eyes. I knew at that moment that Dean was for real and we had a good chance of making a things work.

I scribbled my address on a card.

'My place is just a few blocks over on 18th street."

I turned and gave him a peck on the lips like he had done to me.

"See you later Dean."

At home I remembered to check my phone messages, I had shut it off my cell when we got to Dean's last night so my answering machine at home was lit up and blinking. There were two messages from my Mother, three from Janet and a last one that made my blood run cold when I heard Carlen's voice.

For almost a minute I stood holding the phone ready to call him back, I glanced at a mirror as I stood there and when I saw how pathetic I looked holding the phone trying to make up my mind I slammed the phone down into its cradle. Trembling and in an absolute rage I shouted at the phone.

"NO! NO MORE CARLEN! I'M DONE WITH YOU! LEAVE ME ALONE!" I screamed to the phone.

I was shaking with rage. I cannot, will not let him back into my life, I undressed and went to the bathroom before getting into bed. I got a glimpse in the mirror and laughed out loud. My hair looked like a wind blown hay field, my lips were red and raw from all the kissing, I scrambled through the drawer and came up with a tube of lip balm and slathered it on.

As I sat on the bed my phone rang again, I reached for it but stopped and let it go to voicemail. I wasn't going to talk with Carlen, period. It was Dean and I grabbed the phone just in time to catch the call.

"Hey Davey, just had to hear your voice once more before I try to go to sleep. Tonight was so good."

"That goes double for me Dean. You sure are a good kisser, I saw in the mirror that my lips are raw with razor burn. I'd do it again in a heartbeat."

"I've got something to take care of as soon as we're off the phone. I'm a wreck Davey, I ache from all the kissing and foreplay we did. I need to say good night and get off the phone. Thanks for the greatest night, When do you want me to come over.

"When are you through with your classes?" I asked

There's the 9am class and a two hour practice afterward, so I'll be though by one."

"I have some things I need to do but how about you coming over at three or four, that way we'll have some Dean and Dave, time then we can cook."

"Okay Davey, Jeez, I can't get this goofy smile off my face. I'll see you soon, sleep well."

"You too handsome." I said.

I finished my bedtime rituals and got into my bed. As soon as I closed my eyes, Dean filled my head and my cock was throbbing. Visions of Dean, his eyes, his handsome face, and that rocking body soon had me cleaning myself up in the bath again.

I woke at 7am my usual time to 'rise and shine' but like every Saturday, I turned over and pulled the covers over my head. Dean was in my head now as I remembered each kiss and touch we made I heard the coffee pot start up, I had set it up after yesterdays coffee. It's hard to grin and drink hot coffee at the same time, I learned this morning.