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  Zac was fast asleep on the floor by the door – clearly sleeping on the bed with me had been just as annoying for him as it had been for me and he’d abandoned the idea at some time during the night.

  I yawned and stretched and then decided I really needed a pee...

  I cracked the door of my bedroom open and peeped out into the lounge.

  Franz was still sleeping. I couldn’t resist poking my head around his bedroom door, since he’d left it open. His arm was flung out sideways and his leg had slipped off the side of the bed. He looked absolutely adorable and I could have just stood there watching him all morning – which did occur to me was probably a little creepy... and I still needed to pee. I shot off through the lounge and into the bathroom.

  I took a piss and then washed my hands. Reaching for my toothbrush I decided now was as good a time as any to brush my teeth and to wash my face.

  Feeling refreshed I opened the door and found myself face to face with the very tousled, very beautiful Franz. His eyes, which were now behind a pair of very sexy looking, black-framed Ray-Ban glasses (now that was a very welcome surprise – I loved a guy in glasses) were still sleepy-looking but his smile was pure seduction. My dick started to take an interest immediately – which wasn’t easy to hide when I was only wearing boxers and a tee shirt...

  He glanced down, “Oh, God,” He let out a long groan, “I knew you’d be hung.”

  I raised an eyebrow, “Hung?” I asked in amusement, “Do people really say things like that where you come from?”

  He grinned and shrugged, “Dunno.” He said, “But I do – and you’re fucking hung, so get over it.”

  I chuckled, “Fancy some breakfast?” I asked.

  His eyes blinked rapidly and his mouth dropped open a little, “Seriously?” he squeaked, “You don’t mind feeding me?”

  His words made something in the pit of my belly awaken and threw up some really quite exciting mental images of me feeding him... Pushing my dirty thoughts to the back of my mind, I smiled at him. It would be delightful to spend a little more time with him before he did the inevitable – and that would be to leave and never come back. Another erotic image shot to the front of my mind, this one was of me feeding him from my fork as we lay side-by-side, naked in my bed and had me almost coming in my pants. I cleared my throat, “I don’t mind in the slightest,” I managed to croak, “Would you like to eat here – or shall we go down to the deli?”

  He brightened, “Can we go out for breakfast?” he said, “That would be, like, a sort of a date, wouldn’t it?”

  I grinned. He was as cute as a button, “Kind of, I guess, yeah. But of course we could just go on a date for real...” My heart was in my mouth. Seriously? What the fuck was wrong with me? I’d never asked a guy on a date before!

  But instead of grabbing his clothes that were hung all over the radiators and running for the door, he nodded enthusiastically, “Oh, wow, yeah!” he exclaimed, “You really want to go on a date with me?”

  I nodded, “Yes.” I said and I realised as I said it, that I wanted nothing more...

  Feeling totally buoyed up by him accepting my offer of a date, I made breakfast for us instead and we made our plans for the evening ahead...

  Chapter 7 – First date...

  Franz

  I couldn’t believe my luck. The man of my dreams had asked me on a date. Un-fucking-believable.

  Breakfast had been a wonderfully leisurely affair of pancakes with a choice of bananas and strawberries or blueberries – which to be honest would have been enough – followed by scrambled eggs with bacon and baked beans – and even fried bread. Man that guy could put a decent breakfast together – and the conversation had flowed too. I was completely comfortable around him.

  Finally it was time for me to leave, Buzz offered me a lift home but I declined. I wanted to relive and revel in the whole thing again on the bus home – and I also wanted to brag about it all to Quentin...

  I couldn’t wait to tell Quentin. He’d quite categorically told me not to bother – that a man like Buzz would never be into a twinky little guy like me – but I’d seen him around his friends when I’d gone to the club – and he was always around twinks... And now I had a date with him and I was absolutely determined not to fuck it all up...

  That, however, was easier said than done – somehow or other I always managed to fuck things up... I was awkward and for some reason unknown to mankind, I had a tendency to want to get bossy in bed – something I wasn’t sure my muscle-bound Buzz would be into – he was a bouncer for chrissakes. He was bound to want to take the lead... And as if that wasn’t bad enough, I also tended to talk too much in general and usually about a total load of shit that no one else would ever find interesting in a gazillion years...

  I was one hundred per cent geek, there was no getting away from it. But somehow or other, Buzz had decided he liked me enough to at least attempt a date – so I must have done something right – right?

  I called Quentin as I sat on the bus, “Guess who’s got a date with the hottest bouncer the world has ever seen?” I shouted down the phone even before he’d said ‘hello’.

  There was a beat of silence as he processed what I’d just screamed at him and then, “Fuck off!” his gleeful voice went all high, “You have not!”

  “I so totally have!” I yelled excitedly, not caring in the slightest that other people on the bus were eyeing me with expressions of curiosity right through to hostility, but then almost instantly it occurred to me that I finally had a date with the man of my dreams and I immediately started to panic, “And I have no idea what to wear. I have no clue what I’m going to talk to him about all night – or if I should go with suggesting a movie so neither of us have to talk – and then something to eat so we’ve got something else to do...” I was babbling.

  Quentin sighed and knew he’d be shaking his head at his end of the phone and smiling at my meltdown, “Just chill your beans, dude.” He said, “If he asked you out on a date, he liked you – just be yourself – you know you’re ten million different kinds of adorable.”

  I snorted, “Yeah, right.” I scoffed, “Fuck off!”

  “You are.” Quentin insisted, “He’s lucky to have you.”

  My heart melted a little. Quentin was so sweet. “Thanks, mate.” I said, “You’ll meet the man of your dreams one of these days too.” And by that I meant someone that actually appreciated him – not the set up he had at the moment where he wanted more of a relationship with his landlord but the guy was a total waste of space...

  He laughed softly, “Yeah,” he said, “Maybe.” There was a pause and then he said, “Have a good time tonight – and remember – always use condoms.”

  I grinned, “I hear you.” I assured him, “I’ll be sure to pick some up.”

  Chapter 8 – Advice...

  Buzz

  I couldn’t believe I’d asked him on a date. What the hell was I thinking of? Having a great time chatting like we’d known one another forever over breakfast aside, surely he’d never want to be with a guy like me long-term...? He wouldn’t even be considering a long-term commitment at his age... he was what? Twenty-one? Still such a baby...

  I picked up my phone and called River. I needed his perspective on this one... The guys all thought I was the relationship guru – all of them had asked me, at one time or another, to sort their heads out. Well, now it was my turn and I figured I might as well have all of their opinions at the same time.

  “River?”

  “Hey, man,” he panted, “I’m sorry,” he made a noise that told me he was ball-deep inside Jodie, “we’re a little busy right now.”

  I heard a muffled chuckle and I closed my eyes. I couldn’t believe he’d answered his phone while they were actually doing it. He and Jodie were totally insatiable. “Can you come over when you’re done?” I asked.

  The line went dead. I guessed I’d see them in around an hour. I called Simon next and then finally Seth. I needed my guys to advise me what to do...

  *

  I could almost guess what my brother would say. He was as impulsive as he was optimistic. There wasn’t a mean bone in his body and he would totally be telling me to go for it. He saw the good in absolutely everyone – even in our dad, who’d thrown me out just for being gay... but I really didn’t need Dad popping into my head right now. I shook myself. Focus, Buzz...

  I thought Jodie would be similar in his opinion. He had a generous and very forgiving nature – far more so than River did. Although most of River’s unforgiving nature was still aimed entirely at himself for cheating on his best friend, Jake – with Jake’s boyfriend at the time, Jodie. Thankfully, they’d all moved on and his best friend was now perfectly happy with a new guy and living with him down in London.

  I really didn’t know which way Seth would advise me. Seth was an enigma... I’d totally thought he was gay when I first met him – well, to be fair he was casually dating a guy at the time but he’d been dating Siobhan for over a year and told anyone who would listen that he was completely head-over-heels in love with her – and it was abundantly clear that he absolutely adored her. I totally believed him.

  I couldn’t forget, however, that he’d had dalliances with other guys in the past – I’d walked in on him in the bathroom with a guy a couple of years back. We’d never talked about it and he had been drunk but I was sure it wasn’t an isolated case and I wondered how long he’d be able to stay ‘straight’ before the pull of the cock drew him back away from her... I guess time would tell.

  I took Zac out for a walk while I waited for them all to arrive. I got back to find that Simon was already there, sitting on the wall outside. No great surprise there. He’d always been a great time-keeper.

  “Hey, Si,” I h
i-fived him, “How’s it going?”

  He nodded and grinned, “Everything’s cool.” He said.

  I unlocked the door and opened it up, “Come on in – I need your advice.”

  He nodded and followed me in, “What’s up?” he asked.

  I turned around to face him, while Zac wandered off into the kitchen in search of his water bowl. “I met a guy.”

  His eyes widened, “And he means enough to you that you’re asking my advice about him?”

  I blinked. He made a damned good point, “Uh, yeah. I guess I am.” I said.

  “Wow.” He murmured, “Who else is coming?”

  I shrugged, “Everyone.”

  “Fuck.” He said, rubbing his hands together with a gleeful expression on his face, “My brother’s finally fallen in love.”

  I didn’t respond. Maybe I had... It wasn’t that big of a deal, surely?

  The rest of the guys all turned up over the next hour – River and Jodie being the last to turn up and still looking as though they’d both been thoroughly shagged – and good for them, too...

  River threw himself onto the sofa next to me and planted a big kiss on my cheek before turning to Seth and Simon and kissing both of their cheeks too. He used to full on snog Seth, so that was at least an improvement since he’d got together with Jodie... “How are all of my favourite guys?” he beamed around at us all.

  Jodie squeezed into the seat next to him and threaded his fingers through River’s. They were so damned perfect together. A pang of jealousy went through me. Why couldn’t I have been shorter and skinnier? I was a fucking bear... And yet, I thought with a little bubble of excitement, that was exactly what Franz had found appealing about me...

  “Fine,” I muttered, “But I really need your advice – all of you – so listen up.” They all sat and looked at me, “I met a guy.”

  Seth grinned, “Would this be the twink from last night?” he asked.

  I nodded, “Yeah,” I smiled, “He’s adorable...”

  Seth grinned, “I feel like cupid,” he said before his smile disappeared and was replaced with a frown as he looked at me, “I don’t understand, Buzz. If he’s so adorable – what’s the problem?”

  I sighed, “He’s only twenty-one...”

  River raised an eyebrow, “And that makes a difference because...?”

  I shook my head. It wasn’t such a massive age-gap. Not really. I was only twenty-five – almost twenty-six – but I sometimes felt a lot older. I’d been fending for myself for so long now... “Oh, fuck. I don’t know,” I dragged my fingers through my hair and shrugged helplessly, “I’m clutching at straws here – I’m trying to find a reason not to date him... I’m fucking terrified of him!”

  They stared at me, collectively they all asked the same question, “Why?”

  I sighed and shook my head, throwing my hands up helplessly, “Because he’s everything I’ve always dreamed of in a guy – and now that my fantasy man has become real and walked into my life, I have no idea how to stop him from walking straight back out again.... He’s so bright and I’m so stupid. I’ll fuck it all up – it’s what I always do!”

  River frowned, “Sounds like you’ve got it bad for this guy – who the fuck is he?”

  I sighed, “He’s a performing arts student up at the university. I think he said he was from Bristol...”

  River grinned, “Well, that’s a bonus – the parents are miles away.”

  I chuckled, “Yeah – good point.”

  Jodie smiled, “Just take each day at a time. If he’s the one it’ll find a way of working itself out – just relax, Buzz.”

  I nodded. He talked a whole lot of sense.

  Simon patted my shoulder, “What’s not to love about you?” he asked, “And you’re not stupid either – you’ve got a fucking degree.”

  I pulled a face but Seth shook his head, “He’s right. Any guy that ends up with you is a very lucky individual – you’ve got brains and brawn. Stop your fretting and start frotting instead.”

  River burst out laughing, “You shouldn’t know stuff like that,” he spluttered, throwing a cushion at him, “Since you’re so straight.”

  Seth grinned and shrugged his shoulders, “But I’m open-minded and every one of my friends is gay – so of course I know things like that.”

  I shook my head, laughing, “If that doesn’t tell you that you’re probably at the very least bisexual, nothing will, mate.”

  Seth shook his head firmly, “I’m straight.” He insisted, “And I’m in love with the most beautiful woman this world has ever seen.” He smiled dreamily, “I’m going to marry her one day.” He added.

  We all smiled and nodded. There was no doubting their love for each other and Seth hadn’t had any random hook-ups recently either – and when I say recently, I mean that he’d been exclusive with Siobhan from the first moment they met. He was definitely committed to her.

  “So what are you gonna do? Are you gonna give this guy a chance or do your usual shit of seeing him twice and then telling him it’s not working out?” Simon raised his eyebrows at me questioningly.

  Fuck. Did I really do that? Yeah... I really did that. I shrugged, “Well, I think I’m gonna take Jodie’s advice and I’m gonna see what happens.”

  They all got up to leave. Simon was the last one to go, “I’ll move my stuff out,” he said, “Give you your space back – I think you might need it.” He winked.

  I laughed, “There’s no rush.” I said, “Where will you go anyway?”

  He sighed and shrugged, “I’ll move back in with the folks for a while.”

  Well, that was fine – but it wouldn’t last...

  Chapter 9 – And then my pocket buzzed...

  Franz

  I was too excited to even begin to listen to what the lecturer was on about. I just kept going over and over what had happened at Buzz’s flat last night. To be fair – not a whole lot really, apart from a very comfortable bed and the memorable view of his delicious looking dick through his boxer shorts this morning...

  But then he’d made me breakfast and I’d found myself falling head over heels in love with him. I knew it was too soon and I knew it was unlikely that he’d ever feel the same way about me but hey, a guy could hope.

  And you know, he must have liked me a little bit– he’d asked me to stay for breakfast and we had another date lined up – not that we’d arranged anything... Stop worrying about everything, Franz, it’ll either happen or it won’t...

  I sighed and shifted in my seat. I felt so restless today – I just couldn’t wait to see him again. This morning he’d been so attentive. So sweet and caring – and so knowledgeable about the food...

  I smiled as I tucked into my pancakes. I’d got bananas and strawberries on them, “You really know your stuff.”

  He just shrugged modestly, “Nah, not really – but I really love to make most of my own food from scratch.”

  From scratch? Fucking hell, I wouldn’t know where to start, “Well, that’s very impressive – so how do you make this?” I prodded my pancake with my fork.

  He smiled, “It’s just a basic batter mix, sweetheart.”

  I shrugged, trying not to look utterly delighted that he’d just called me sweetheart, “And that means what?”

  He shook his head and grinned at me, making my heart rate just about double, “I’m going to have fun teaching you all this stuff.”

  I nodded. Yeah, he really was... and so was I.

  I’d caught the bus back to uni, since I had a lecture later in the morning and then a sing-off later in the afternoon but we’d not arranged a follow-up date even though we’d said we’d go on one. He’d just smiled at me and said he’d see me later. What the fuck was that supposed to mean? Did he mean he’d actually see me later? Or was it just a figure of speech? Fuck. I wished I was more savvy about this dating lark. It was so stressful...

  I was just leaving my ‘sing-off’ class. We’d been singing old sixties classics mashed up with eighties synth music and I’d done a fabulous rendition of ‘And then he kissed me’ merged with ‘Cars.’ It had been fabulous and had managed to almost keep my mind off Buzz – but not quite and I’d been imagining him kissing me all the way through the song. I still had a bit of a dreamy smile on my face as I started walking home as I, once again, started to think about our breakfast date, when my phone buzzed in my pocket. I pulled it out of my pocket and stared at my phone. Oh, wow! I had a text from Buzz...