The most thrilling night of my life, Part IV

By now I was kind of curious as to what he looked liked. And given I truly did feel sorry for him being all by himself, I kindly said, “Well I can met you over at the Texas Burger Factory if you don’t mind going there.”

Suddenly his IM popped up on my screen with a smiley and his reply, “That would be great--how about noon?”

I replied, “Noon is fine by me--where do you want to meet?”

He replied, “There’s a public telephone right out in front of the establishment--is that OK?”

I quickly IMed him back and said, “Yea; that would be perfect.”

He replied, “OK Collin, see you at noon-- looking forward to it”.

Just about the time we signed off, I could hear my mom go into the kitchen and could also hear my sisters voices coming from their room upstairs. My family was slowly waking up so I got off the computer and went to the kitchen where my mom was just putting on a pot of coffee. I gave her a big kiss and asked if she wouldn’t mind dropping me off at the mall around noon cause I was going to meet some of my friends there. She smiled and replied either she would take me or have my brother drop me off once she figured what she had planned that day after breakfast.

So that morning I helped her with breakfast even flipping pancakes for everyone so we could get it out of the way. After I loaded the dishwasher, my mom hollered out to my brother and asked, “Sean dear, would you mind driving your brother over to the mall around noon today?”

My brother hollered back, “Well I’ll take him, but the Bears are playing Green Bay at noon so it will have to be before the game starts”. Both my brother and dad were absolute die-hard Chicago Bears fans and the fate of the world rested on victory to them--at least every Sunday during football season it did.

So late that morning, I put on a pair of blue-jeans and a red flannel shirt. I didn’t want to dress pretentious cause I figured Ian more than likely wasn’t my kind of guy anyway. I mean we hadn’t discussed our physical characteristics so for all I knew he was 5’4, bald and 230 lbs. I figured if he was a good looking guy he would have certainly made it known one way or the other during our chat. But in the back of my mind something told me to put on my sexy zebra briefs just in case. At the same I also told myself that my real purpose anyway was to just have lunch with him cause I kind of felt sorry for the predicament he was in being so far away from home and all. My thinking was everyone should have an acquaintance here or there, or wherever they may happen to be.

Around 11:30 my brother and I hopped in my mom’s car. On the drive over to the mall, my brother informed me that if I wanted a ride home, it would have to be after the Bears game was over. I told him not to even worry about it cause I would either catch a ride home with one of my friends, or I would just take the bus back.

When I entered the mall, the first thing I did was look at my watch. I was twenty-five minutes early so I walked around for about 20 minutes. I figured if I ran into anyone I knew, I would simple say later that I was meeting a college councilor at a restaurant to help me apply for a scholarship.

After I checked out a record store for about 20 minutes or so, I caught the escalator up to the muezzin level where the food court was. When I looked around, I didn’t spot anyone over by the public telephone in front of the burger joint. But the mall was packed so I figured Ian would probably show up at any time. I walked over and stood about 10 feet in front of the telephone booth so I could make my presence known. Even though I didn’t think anything would happen between us, I was still a little nervous anyway. So I took a deep breath and walked about five feet over to a water fountain that was right next to the telephone.

Just after I leaned over and took about three sips of water suddenly there was a tap on my shoulder. When I straighten myself back and turned around, there stood what I thought a very good looking man. He was about five inches taller than me--around 5’11, full head of jet black hair, medium build and the softest baby blue eyes in the world. He could have easily been on the cover of GQ Magazine, I thought to myself. He was wearing designer jeans, a white turtle neck sweater and a leather jacket. I could smell the manly scent of after-shave lotion which I knew he had just put on. And then with his charming british accent which I just loved, he asked, “Excuse me, but would you happen to be Collin by any chance?”

I looked into his eyes and he looked into mine. I had to admit that I was somewhat stunned given how attractive he really was. But finally I replied and said, “Hi, yes I’m Collin, nice to meet you”.

He immediately reached over and gave me a firm handshake. He put me at ease right away when he said, “Come on Collin, let’s go get something to eat; I’m starving how about you?”

I happily replied, “Yea, sure, I can eat, I passed on breakfast this morning”.

The place was already packed for it was quite a popular joint. A pretty hostess came up, greeted us and then sat us at a small table in the far corner. As we looked over the menu, Ian said that he already knew what he wanted; a double meat burger with avocado, french fries and a coke. When the waitress came up to take our order, I ordered the exact same thing to keep it simple.

After she picked up our menus, Ian then looked at me and said, “Well Collin, I must confess, you seemed much more older and mature than you are,” as he chuckled.

I just smiled and replied, “Well I don’t know , I think each person sounds and acts differently---I mean I know there are some people much older than me who are rather immature for their age. And I am sure there are guys even younger than me who are very mature for their age--so it just depends on the person I guess”.

Ian looked at me with a pleasant smile and exclaimed, “That’s very true Collin; excellent observation I might add.”

Almost from the start I knew we hit if off for we both talked so openly and freely. Right away I began to tell him more about myself. I informed him I was in student council at my school and had been appointed secretary. I even went on and said that I had just e-mailed the minutes of our second semester’s meeting to our vice-principle when I decided to visit the few chatrooms and of course met him there. Then I told him all about my family---that I had one older brother and two younger sisters and that I thought my parents were pretty kewl people.

Ian then told me all about the hobbies like fishing, speed kite flying and golfing. Of course I mentioned that I played golf , but wasn’t very good. He just smiled and said golf was something that one had to work on practically every day if they were going to be any good at it.

We then moved on to more personal things. He phrased a question in the most unusually but yet positive way when he asked how long had I taken an interest in the same sex and did I feel comfortable with it especially given my good looks. “Certainly I would think girls at school are crawling all over you,” he added with a pleasant smile.

I smiled back and then explained about how my first gay experience with Trent happened. As I went through story blow by blow and how it all unfolded in his hotel room, Ian’s eyes got bigger and bigger. By the time I finished, like Dean, he thought that was the hottest first time gay encounter he had ever heard. Ian then asked if I was nervous when I first walked into Trent’s room by mistake and found him jacking-off. I was very honest and replied that I was scared shitless, but something in the back of my mind told me to stay and not run off. And then once it happened, not only did I love what Trent and I did, but I went back for seconds later that night after my brother fell asleep.

Then I told him all about my gay encounter with Tuffy up at my father‘s golf outing in Lake Geneva and how my parents and his were long time friends. But I didn’t bother mentioning Dean because I didn’t want him to know everything about my sexual life. I figured telling him about a couple of my gay encounters and the fact that I broke up with my longtime girlfriend, Brittany was enough to convince him I was certainly willing with the right kind of guy which of course he was.

After lunch Ian played it really cool. He let me split the bill with him and then asked if I wanted to walk around the mall for a while. Of course I gladly agreed for I wanted to go slow as well, but I could definitely sense the chemistry was there. We spent the next hour or so looking mostly through men’s clothing stores. After we finished he asked if I wanted to go get a Hot Fudge Sunday back at the food court. Before I could accept he said that it was his treat. So of course I gladly agreed.

Once we ordered, we sat down at table in front so we could people watch. After our Sundays were delivered, he talked about his country compared to America. Basically he said there wasn’t much difference in our cultures and that Americans like the British loved rock-n-roll, country western, apple pie, golf, sports --pretty much the same things Americans liked. He also said that America was a very easy place to adopt to because everyone spoke the same language. About the only thing he said was different as he chuckled was that Americans drove on the wrong side of the road.

Once we finished dessert, Ian then kindly asked,“ Hey Collin, would you like to go back to my room for a while and we’ll finishing watching the Bears/ Green Bay game.