I got out my old soft leather jacket, not a heavy one. I could see the contours of his body in the pale light.Again, I cannot remember what happened next. Gay sex ‘No more sex?”No more with guys.”I was that bad?’ He laughed.’No, I am going out with this girl.”I’m jealous.’ We chuckled. We pulled into his empty garage and closed the door. Parts of our clothes were open and parts kept us from the oil stained floor. I could smell the fond odors of stray gasoline, lubricants and stored chemicals. Under was the white, white tight briefs that he wore. I could not sleep for the thinking and feeling about the events of the night. Candy apple red, or was it metallic blue. Sometimes I remember him sucking on me at the same time. He quickly stopped in the pool room and I grabbed him and threw him on the table. I remember the sounds and gasps he made when he came. It resolved into a quirky smile.
