After high school, I went to college in the same town I went to high school. It was a small conservative town. The nearest gay bar was an hour away. My friends and I would carpool to the gay bar on weekends. One weekend, I was going to take my friend Brandon to the gay bar. He was wanting to leave early because he wanted to stop by the mall before we went to the gay bar. He was quick at the mall and we got to the bar super early. We got some drinks and sat near the dance floor while we waited for our friends to show up.
This bar was a very old building that was on 3 levels, with a huge dance floor that was 3 stories high. The far wall of the dance floor was mirrored and we could see most of the bar. We were watching the front door for the arrival of our friends. A good song came on, so Brandon and I danced by ourselves. As we danced, we kept watching the front door area, when I noticed a really hot guy standing in the corner. It looked like he was watching us. I pointed him out to Brandon. I thought he was watching Brandon, but Brandon thought he was watching me. As the song ended, the next song came on, but we didn't like that song. So we decided to see who the hot gay was interested in, so we headed in two different directions and see who he followed. Brandon went to the other side of the dance floor while I headed upstairs to the balcony that overlooked the dance floor. I was pleasantly surprised when I looked at the mirrored wall and saw him walking up behind me. He came and stood next to me, so I smiled and said hello as I quickly checked him out up close. He was hot. He was about 6'4" (a inch or so taller than me), nice muscular body, hairy chest, hansome face and a nice smile. We started talking but the music was getting louder. I told him to follow me. We sat at the corner table in the quiet room.
We introduced ourselves. He said his name was JC. He was my age and in the air force. He wasn't from the area, but he was staying at the local air force base for 6 months while he was getting some training. He was from Colorado and wasn't used to the how flat it was. I could tell he wasn't out, so I asked if he was straight, bi or gay. He said he was bi and had been married, but she died in a car accident. I asked if he was dating anybody and he said no. He said eventually he would like to get married again and have kids. We stayed upstairs most of the night. We talked quite a bit, we made out for a while and we even unzipped our jeans and felt each other up as we stood on the balcony which had no lights and made out.
At the end of the night, I asked if he wanted to come back to my place. I told him it was an hour away but I would bring him back whenever he wanted. He was all for it.
He spent that night and had amazing sex. His body was incredible. His dick was very nice, big and thick. He fucked me twice that night and again in the morning. We went for a walk around the campus and went to a local restaurant for breakfast. We laid on the couch and watched football before he fucked me again on the couch. We fell asleep together on couch before we woke up and he realized he needed to get back to the base. The base had a shuttle bus that ran between the base and the mall. So I dropped him off at the mall right before the last shuttle bus.
This was before cell phones, so I gave him my phone number and he gave me the number to the room he was staying at the air force base. During the week, we talked each night on the phone. We talked about ourselves, what we were wanting and the future. We made plans for the next weekend. He seemed too good to be true.
Friday night, I went to pick him up at the mall. We drove around and I showed him some of the area. He couldn't believe how flat it was here. He had grown up in Texas and was wanting some good Mexican food. At the time, the only Mexican restaurants in town were Chi Chi's and a local place that was just okay. He decided on Chi Chi's. During dinner, things were going good. When the waiter left the bill on the table, I paid for it. When we got up to leave, I asked him what he wanted to do. He said he wanted to go to a bar and have some drinks. I asked if he wanted to go to a sports bar, the gay bar or something else. He said the gay bar was fine. We had a few drinks and he still seemed okay, but when I asked if he wanted another drink, he said he needed to go home. I thought he was going to come home with me again, but he said he couldn't do it. I told him I would take him back to the mall so he could catch the bus. He said not to worry about it. He would get a taxi. I walked him out of the bar and he could tell I was disappointed. He said he needed to go home for Christmas break, but he would call me when he got back.
Christmas came and went. And I never heard back from him. One night, I got a bit drunk, and I couldn't stop thinking about him. I called information for Denver and asked for his number. I called the number and a woman answered the phone. I asked if JC was there and she said he was. She called out his name and I hung up the phone before he picked up. I sat there and cried.
Years later, I found him on Facebook. He was married and had 3 sons. I sent him a message and we chatted. He didn't remember me. He thought I was in the air force with him. I hinted that we had met at a bar. He still didn't know. I finally told him we meet at the dance bar and I think he finally got it. We chatted a few times, I told him that I always thought about him and hoped things were good for him. He said they were. Over the next few weeks, I checked out his pics. His sons were good looking, just like him. His hair had thinned a bit, but he still looked really good. He still had the muscular body, his chest was still very hairy. We chatted one last time. I told him that he still looked really good and his boys looked just like him. I told him I was happy that things were good for him. I told him I would never forget that time in 1991. And with that, I told him goodbye and I would never bother him again. I checked out his profile again over the next few days and then a few weeks later, I unfriended him on Facebook. I still think about him. He was one of the hottest guys I have known.
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