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Andy is Trying - Chapter 14
🕑 Added 2025-02-20 11:00:03 +0000 UTCANDY IS TRYING
Chapter 14: Andy has a Boyfriend
We kissed.
For the first time in my entire life, I kissed a man on midnight on New Year’s Eve.
And he was not even married, already taken, or toxic!
Yeah!
Darius seemed like the perfect guy and he proved to me that night that he was a gentleman.
After the kiss, - or rather, the pretty intense make-out session in the restrooms -, we spent the entire night together.
We did not do anything crazy though.
We mostly danced our asses off and we only sat to talk about the holidays we had spent in our respective families when we were getting too tired to move our hips.
Just like during our first date, it was very easy to dive into trivial or deep conversations with him.
And thank God, he did not mention the name of his ex, Jonathan, once.
At sun rise, after one of the best parties of my life, Darius brought me home.
We stumbled into Laurie and Cody who were eating breakfast.
They had come home at about 2 a.m. and they were already up. I think they had some plans to go to the restaurant and to the movies later on.
They giggled like children when they saw us walked in but they immediately ran to Cody’s bedroom to leave us some space.
“Idiots!” I called them out.
They were laughing and having fun in Cody’s room.
“Sorry about them…”
“Trust me, I know how Cody is, it’s fine. I’ve had a great night, Andy.” Darius told me.
Even after a full night of partying, he still looked stunning. This is how you know a man truly is gorgeous.
“Me too. You can stay a little more if you want.”
“I’m exhausted.”
“We can sleep. I mean, we can just sleep.”
Darius smiled.
That was his best asset.
Yes, even better than his big arms, it was just unfortunate that he was not smiling that much.
I wanted to change that.
“Okay. I guess we can sleep together.”
And that is exactly what we did.
We both got down to our underwear and we slid inside my warm bed together.
I could admire and feel his muscular physique for the first time. He really had a bodybuilder body. I had never dated anyone like that.
Super large pecs, - some girls would for sure be jealous of the size of Darius’ male tits -, big perky nipples, massive arms, huge thighs too.
I noticed the prominent bulge in his red boxer briefs but I did not make a move.
We cuddled instead.
How sweet, right?
I felt totally secure in his arms and I fell asleep almost immediately.
We only did sleep for a few hours though.
Darius had to leave around noon, but he kissed me goodbye when he left and I thought that 2025 was starting on the best terms.
Later that day, I sent a text to Rebecca telling her that I would come back to work.
Multiple factors came into consideration.
There was my friendship with Laurie who had no clue of what had happened and who was expecting me to come back the following Thursday.
Frankly, I did not see what I could have said to her to explain my sudden decision to quit without it looking suspicious.
More importantly, there was the fact that I loved my job and for the first time ever, I felt invested and like I was the right guy for the team.
And obviously, I wanted to stay in Philadelphia since I had a great roommate and even more so, since I was kind of dating someone.
This had not happened for so long in my life.
The only reason I was reluctant to go back was David but I felt more confident that I would be able to resist his mist and charms.
I did not have to work too hard on that since, as expected, he was not there for the next days at the office.
Officially, he was meeting with members of the party, but in my head, he was just avoiding me.
Maybe it was a little bit of both.
Either way, everyone agreed that David was more useful outside than inside the office.
This was what he needed to do to win: shake hands, use his charisma on the party and business leaders, meet people, and ultimately, screw Charles Broadhall.
Metaphorically of course.
At the office, we were handling the rest, meaning designing his policies with Philips, working on his communication with Thompson, and making sure he would target the right voters with Johnson.
I felt like I was living again.
It would be lying to say that I stopped thinking about David completely, - it had not been meaningless sex for me and I could not forget him that fast -, but I had made a clear choice and I was sticking to it.
Honesty, I admired Rebecca even more now.
There were not many women on this Earth able of taking such a step back, to look at the bigger picture, and to put her feelings aside.
She had already been described to me as a robot and I supposed that I had seen it like a harsh critic, but now, I was perceiving her composure as an impressive characteristic.
She did not show in any way that something may have happened.
She was not bitter, passive-aggressive or even strangely friendly towards me.
She was treating me just like before and just like she treated everybody else. She was tough but she was fair.
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Laurie and I also got closer during that period.
She was spending more time at the apartment to be with Cody and I did not have to lie to her anymore meaning that I could really be myself and deepen our friendship.
She was quite invested in my relationship with Darius too.
Often, we were going to the Impero for lunch to see our respective boyfriends.
Wait… Did I really call Darius my boyfriend?
I guess that once we had finally started dating for real and not only beating around the bush, things got rapidly serious.
We saw each other twice the week following the New Year’s party and he invited me to his place on the third time, about ten days after our first kiss.
In the meantime, we had been growing closer, texting a lot and sharing more and more intimate details of our lives.
Of course, I never mentioned David Crown outside of the context of work.
Darius invited me for dinner although he immediately apologized for the size of his tiny apartment.
“You mentioned you were living in a studio, I wasn’t expecting a mansion, don’t worry.”
“I know… It’s just that I didn’t take the time to properly decorate the place yet, and there’s one thing I hate, it’s the size of the kitchen.”
“Size doesn’t matter.” I joked.
He smiled.
From what I had seen so far, I knew that size would not be a sensitive subject for him.
“I guess you’re right… I mean, I hope you’ll enjoy what I’m about to serve.”
Was he still talking about the food?
“If you want a larger kitchen, you can use Cody and I’s, we’re both pretty bad at cooking anything.”
“Oh, so there’ll be more dates?”
“Depends on the dinner or whatever else you may serve me tonight.”
I gave him a cheeky wink.
After 10 days of flirting, making out, and getting more and more handsy with Darius, I could no longer hide how horny I was.
We were not savage though, and we still ate dinner first!
Darius had made chicken muamba, a traditional dish from Congo.
“I’m so tired of cooking Italian food at the Impero.”
“Put that on the menu, it’s so good!”
I was genuine, speaking with my mouth full.
“Yeah, I will, when I’ll have my own restaurant.”
“Is this where your family is from, Congo?”
“My mom’s grandparents, well, my great grandparents.”
“And you’re close with your family? You mentioned a lot of relatives, right?”
“Yes, we’re six children but we’re all doing our own thing. That’s why I go to Florida for the Christmas’ break every year since 2019 when my parents moved there. It’s a good opportunity for the entire family to gather.”
“That’s nice.”
“Yeah, although, honestly, and I don’t know if you feel that too in your culture, but being gay, I feel very disconnected from them sometimes.”
“I get that. I was terrified of coming out to my Christian family but in the end, my parents and my brother were pretty chill about it. After the nervous breakdown, I mean.”
“Ahah, yeah, I totally see what you mean.”
“Besides, I’ve never introduced them to anyone so I’m gay in theory but they have never actually seen me with a dude.”
“Yes, it makes a lot of difference. When they met Jonathan, I could feel the awkwardness. Sorry, I said I wouldn’t mention him.”
“That’s fine! He’s been part of your life.”
“Yeah… And do you get along fine with your brother? Archie, is that it?”
“It’s complicated but it gets better. We were very different growing up.”
“How so?”
“The chicken is really delicious, by the way.” I had to say it.
“Thanks.”
“It’s just that Archie was very popular, he was a typical jock, hanging around with the other cool kids, going to the parties... He was also dating a lot and I was… Well, I was a nerd, a closeted nerd.”
“Cause you don’t consider yourself as a nerd anymore?”
“Hey! I’m cool.” I laughed.
“You’re a political data analyst, you’re a nerd, Andy.”
I pretended to be offended.
“At least, I’m no longer closeted.”
“Yeah, you’re an openly gay nerd.”
“You’re really lucky you’re so good looking when you’re smiling. And that I cannot be mad at you while eating this dish!”
He leaned over the table to kiss me.
“Yes, I’m very lucky to be having dinner with you.”
I chuckled nervously.
The butterflies in my stomach were flying around.
“What were you like in high school?” I asked.
“I was super uncomfortable in my own skin. I hated the way I looked.”
“Really? Have you ever looked at yourself in a mirror?”
I do not think that I had ever met someone as shredded and bulky as Darius.
“I wasn’t always this fir. The gym saved my life basically. I was getting picked on because I didn’t have any girlfriend, because I was black, because they were rumors about me fooling around with the quarterback.”
“Was it true?”
“It might have been… But that’s not the point, when I finally grow some muscles, I was proud of that and people were not so keen to bully me anymore. I felt much better and secure about myself.”
“So, you’ve never stopped?”
“Exactly. I work out three to five times a week. Is that too much?”
I felt his biceps through his tee-shirt. For once, it was not fully sleeveless. Those arms were so damn big!
“Just enough.” I spoke.
“You like it?”
The growing erection in my pants was pretty telling but he could not see it under the table.
“I do… Am I not too skinny for you?”
“You’re not skinny.”
“I’m certainly not big as you but to be fair, no one is.”
“You should come to my gym…”
“I guess swimming helps though. I was super thin before I started going to the pool regularly in college. Well, I used to swim much more but with work I had less time for me lately.”
I felt his ankle rubbing sensually against mine. We were wearing socks inside his one room apartment.
We were definitely getting more intimate.
“You work too much. That’s not healthy.”
“You’re probably right. I like what I do though.”
“Working for these assholes?”
I got seriously offended by that.
“They’re not assholes.”
“They’re Republicans.”
“Fair. But they’re not that kind of looney Republicans.”
“Maybe, they’re still politicians though.”
“You don’t believe in politics?”
“Oh, I very much do, and that’s why I don’t respect our current politicians. Communication and manipulation are not what I call politics. Those people are not in good faith looking for solutions for the country, they’re looking for a seat, for power.”
I could not really argue with that.
“Okay, so I love your chicken muamba but you hate my job?”
“I don’t hate your job. I don’t trust politicians but I can see how it can be interesting to run a campaign and try to get into voters’ minds. I didn’t mean to talk badly about what you do.”
He felt my own arms.
I loved the increase of the physical contact.
“To be fair, I don’t trust politicians either.”
He kissed my hand.
That was very sweet.
“Should I bring the dessert?”
“There’s more?”
“Always.”
We stopped feeling each other up as Darius went to fetch two slices of chocolate cake in his fridge.
“You’ve made that?” I asked, impressed.
“No, I’m mediocre with pastries and cakes. But I know the best bakeries in town. There’s one right across the street.”
“The cake looks yummy.”
He was turning his back (and fat butt) on me as I said that.
Yes, it was on purpose.
To eat the dessert, Darius moved his chair right next to mine so we were closer.
I could feel the electricity in the air, we were done chatting about politics.
“I’m so bad at dating, but I feel good with you.” I confessed.
“You’re not bad at it… You know exactly what you’re doing.”
He put his hand on my thigh.
“You too.”
“Hell, I haven’t been on a date in years.” He realized.
“Neither have I.”
“Not even a hook up since you’ve been in Philly?”
The image of David and his huge-ass hairy dick popped in my mind.
“No.”
I lied.
I did not want to lie but I could not talk about David and I did not want to invent a hook-up with someone else.
Darius kissed my neck.
“Who would have thought you were so prudish? Or maybe, that toxic guy from college you told me about really screwed you over…”
“Partly… Although, I’m not sure why you’re so surprised. You told it yourself; I’m a nerd. Do I look like a maneater or something now?”
He rubbed his hand on my lower back, sliding underneath my shirt.
That was getting nicer and nicer… Hotter too.
“Nerd is sexy. I certainly know many men who would want a piece of that cake.”
He groped my ass to prove his point.
It was always strange to think that people could be into me, but clearly, I must have not looked so bad if I could get some attention from super-muscle hunk Darius or ultimate gorgeous daddy David.
Stop thinking about David, Andy! I scolded myself.
“Funny cause I’ve always felt like I am so average.”
I was being quite vulnerable but it came naturally.
I felt like I was in a safe zone.
“This is definitely part of the appeal, Andy. A hot guy who doesn’t even know he’s hot.”
I blushed.
“Are you trying to get inside my bed, Mr. Jackson?”
“More accurately, I’m trying to get you inside this bed.” Darius pointed to the bed at the other side of the room.
That was all the incentive I needed.
I stood up and I held his hand.
“Let’s go then.”
Darius bit his full and beautiful lips.
That was all very nice. Dating, flirting, and getting to know each other before fucking. I was 24 and it was the first time it was happening this way.
Both with Victor and David, we had directly started with the steamy sex.
For the couple of times, I had poorly hooked up with GrindR guys, it had been limited to a few minutes encounter and a quick blowjob.
Maybe Darius was the one I had been waiting for?
He was built like a bodybuilder but he was soft like a teddy bear.
I heard this is often like that.
We undressed each other while we were kissing. His body was always a marvel to uncover… and to grope.
Just like he had said, he seemed to enjoy mine. Darius could not keep his hands off my butt.
Thank God, he was a top.
Although, the very hard dick I was feeling underneath his tight black boxer briefs was getting scary.
It seemed HUGE.
I rubbed my palm against the fabric, - barely believing what I was feeling -, and he was sliding his hand on the back of my own briefs while lingering his tongue over my chest.
I wanted him to eat me out and he did.
Methodically, thoroughly, sensually.
He bit into the waistbands of my briefs and slid my underwear down with his straight white teeth.
Once I was naked, Darius licked my balls, cock and asshole. In that order.
I spontaneously lifted my legs in the air.
“Hmmm… Darius… I like that… Keep going.”
He had his mouth at the tip of my cock.
“There’s something I haven’t told you earlier.”
He stroked my cock slowly.
“What is it?”
“You wonder why I find you so attractive? That’s easy.”
“Uh?”
He stuck his tongue out against my red pubes and then he licked down my groin.
“You’ve got the ginger power.”
I laughed.
“Come on…”
“That’s true, you’re like a unicorn, so rare and so beautiful.”
“You’re such a… Hmmmm…”
He had swallowed my cock, apparently pleased to realize that the carpet was matching the drapes in my case.
What did he think? That I was not a true ginger or something? Trust me, if given the choice, I would have not picked that hair color.
Anyway, let’s go back to what really mattered.
Darius going up and down my cock, turning it into a sloppy stick, and tapping his fingers against my asshole at the same time.
When he spat my dick out of his throat, it was only to eat my ass with even more eagerness.
“Oh… Fuck…”
“You’re so wet already, Andy.”
“Of course, I am… Hmmm… How does it taste? The ginger flavor?”
He laughed at my remark while his nose was buried in my ass.
Not a bad feeling.
“You’re a nerd but yes, you do taste very good!”
I spread my legs wider as he dove back in.
I clung to the comforter I was lying on when the pleasure got more intense.
You know that about me already, there were only few things in life that I loved more than getting my ass properly rimmed.
“Keep going, I love it… That’s… Hmmmm… That’s amazing…”
Darius did not keep his tongue off my humid hole but he stroked my throbbing cock some more.
The cook definitely had moves and the view of his broad back and large muscular ass, - still covered by his boxer briefs -, below me were tempting.
I caressed his back and he understood what I was going for.
Darius jumped from the bed, stood up in front of me, and he took off his briefs.
It was like a surreal vision from another world.
Out of nowhere, - although it had clearly been there the whole time -, Darius revealed his big black monster cock.
Believe me, there was enough meat to feed an entire family on that thing…
…And despite the spectacular dinner we had had, I was definitely hungry!
Above all, I was amazed that I was responsible for raising such a huge piece of flesh and blood.
It must have taken a lot of testosterone and horniness to get that particular flag up to full mast.
It was probably my ginger’s magical power.
“Wow.” I gasped.
Darius grinned.
I bet that he was used to provoking this amazed and shocked reaction to his partners.
“Look how bad you turned me on, Andy.”
“And you were calling me the unicorn? Look at that magical wand!”
“You think you’re funny?”
“I do.” I smirked. “Come here, give it to me!”
I got on my knees on the bed and Darius walked closer towards the edge. I was hypnotized by his boner; I thought this kind of cocks only existed in the craziest porn movies.
It got me worried a little too, would I be able to handle it?
My asshole itched at the thought.
David had already gotten my ass sore with his thick nine-inches but as incredible as this might sound, Darius was even bigger down-there!
That was my luck, I seemed to be only attracting abnormally hung guys.
Not that I was complaining.
I said it before and I will say it again, I was a sucker for massive cocks and I was about to prove it once again.
I had to open my mouth wide just to lock my avid lips around the juicy cockhead.
Darius was uncut, just like I enjoyed my dripping dicks.
It was both a challenge and a thrill to swallow more of his bone but I did my best and Darius sounded rather impressed.
Every inch of his manhood tasted stronger than the last.
“Hmmm… Fuck… And you’re… You’re saying you’re not that… Hmmm… Experienced.”
My eyes got teary and I pulled back.
“I can be resourceful when I really want something.” I spoke.
He got down to kiss me, full mouth. We were swapping saliva and precum.
My own dick was twitching, throbbing, leaking and basically, I was about to burst.
Darius grabbed my ginger hair.
“Suck me, Andy.”
I smiled at him, nodded yes, and went back on his hard truncheon.
I held the base of his cock but my fist could barely close around it. It still helped as a way to be steadier and to blow him harder.
The spit and precum also served me.
When this hard and this veiny, the dick needed to be wet to be serviced properly.
Less than half of his cock in though, and I already felt like my throat was completely filled. I was struggling to control my gag reflex and I was unable to keep my eyes opened.
Do not get me wrong, I loved every second of this meaty choking.
The bigger, the better!
Still, as Darius groaned and slightly pulled my hair, I got more worried about a potential fucking.
I did not feel ready to take that monster in my tight asshole. Not yet.
I thought of Darius’ ex-boyfriend, he must have been a pro at taking huge cocks, or maybe, he had learned to take it with time.
I hoped that I could measure up to Jonathan.
Apparently, I was not so bad at sucking because Darius was already close to nut.
He stopped me from deepthroating him when he was about to cum and instead, he returned to the bed for a good old 69.
Even just doing it in a bed, that had not happened for me in years!
Darius was the perfect partner to go back into business.
Obviously, his cock was unmatched but his style, his softness mixed with something raw and bestial, was exactly what I needed.
His ass was pretty damn good too, two large and peachy black cheeks… I could smother myself in those.
I did actually.
I ate his hole, returning the favor was the least I could do.
He fingered my ass, licked it some more, played with my balls and I did pretty much the same.
Maybe because it was our first time doing anything remotely sexual, but we both tried hard to please each other.
However, to be honest, I had troubles detaching myself from his dripping (humongous) cock.
I could not stop caressing, feeling, grabbing, licking, kissing and sucking it.
It was all drenched now and it tasted even better.
I tried to throat it again and almost actually choked this time around. I had to spit the bone out and I coughed to catch back my breathe.
“Are you okay, babe?”
First time he was calling me babe.
I was panting.
“Don’t worry… I… I…”
He let go of my balls to take me in his (big comforting) arms.
He kissed my forehead.
“I hate my damn cock sometimes.”
“Are you for real? Most men would kill for a cock like that.”
“Not so sure.”
“It’s like… So big.”
“Too big…”
“Yeah, I guess some people might be scared of it. They’d be foolish.”
“You’re not?”
I could not help but laughing at the silliness of our conversation.
“I’m a size queen.” I summed up.
He seemed to relax and he gave me another one of his stunning smiles.
“I suppose we’re a perfect match then.”
“We are.”
I kissed him and I lied on his hot, muscular, and sweaty body.
He slid his fingers inside my ass crack again. He really wanted to get there.
“I’m so hot for you, Andy.”
“I… I’m not sure I ready for anal though. Not tonight.”
I should not have been concerned about that because, once again, Darius proved that I was in a safe place.
“That’s good, I like to take my time. We’re only starting to get to know each other.”
“I like that idea… I like your body too… A lot.”
I slurped on one of his nipples.
Even those were bigger than normal.
“How do you want to finish this, Andy?”
I continued licking him for a while.
It was just too good; I wanted to make it last just a little more.
“Cum in my mouth.” I eventually requested.
It was like I had just told Darius that Christmas had come early that year.
“Then get down on it. I think my big boy wants to explode!”
“Big boy? Really?”
I teased him.
“What? Where’s the lie? It’s BIG!”
“I cannot argue with that…” I whispered, while going down his body one last time.
His pecs, his abs, his pubes…
When I went back on his dick this time around, I made sure to blow it like the best damn lollipop I had ever had.
I also tried to keep my eyes opened to look at Darius’ face above me as I was servicing him.
It was worth it.
Darius seemed to be in heaven and making him feel good made me feel good!
I loved to please.
By the way, my own cock was already messing the sheets with precum.
I knew that I would probably jizz right when he would cream my throat.
I swallowed more inches and tears fell down my cheeks.
“You’re… You’re swallowing so… So deep… Hmmm… You’re so hungry…”
I was.
I looked straight at him.
Our eyes met and that was it; He bust his loads into me.
“Fuck! I’m coming! I’m coming, babe.”
Second babe of our relationship.
I felt the volleys of jizz hitting the back of my throat exactly when my own cum flew out of my dick.
It was not surprising but it is still worth mentioning, his XXL balls provided for an XXL portion of fresh gooey sperm.
After the dinner, it seemed like I had room for an extra creamy dessert after all.
The first one of many more to come.
I swallowed his sperm; We made out and we cuddled.
We fell asleep in his bed without even cleaning up the mess. By mess, I mean the spunk I had sprayed everywhere.
I spent the night at Darius’ place and I slept like a baby.
His round bouncy pecs were providing the best cushion one could have asked for.
It almost seemed too good to be true when I woke up by myself in his bed. Darius had gone to the bakery to get us croissants.
Once he was back, we ate in bed and we had sex again.
No anal penetration still, the time for a hard banging would come later on.
From this point on, we started seeing each other at least four times a week and although we never had the conversation, it was understood that we were exclusive to each other.
At the very least, Darius had made it quite clear when three weeks later, he introduced me to the other cook of the Impero, Chip, as his “boyfriend”.
My heart melted when he said that.
I had a boyfriend and he was a great guy.
How did I pull that off?! Teenage Andy would have been so proud of me!
Now, I just had to completely erase my ambiguous feelings for David Crown from my brain.
Easy, right?
