The Four (3 and 1)

A fair while ago now, this appeared in a post on MY LITTLE NOTEPAD: "In my head I heard, 'Where is he? Is he here? Please let him be here, let him see me.'" This is the story that it led to...

I don't know what to do. All of a sudden I can't turn a corner without bumping into one of the three. Or even more torturous: being stuck alone with the fourth one. Two of them look quite similar though one is a couple of years the elder. It is the hair mainly that makes this so. All of them much taller than I am. Fitter than I am. Hotter than I am. Each of the three I wish would just shut their mouths, close their eyes and remove their tops. I've given up on that faintest hope that they'd one day look at me with the knowledge that comes from a close bond shared between lovers. A passive neutral response is the best I can hope for now. I hear them talking and it nearly makes me reconsider how I feel about them; the way they are objectifiying women. But then I see them and my insides just melt away to form an entire swarm of butterflies. One of them, also, has a voice that doesn't fit the illusion. Forces me crashing back down to reality. I am not so superficial that none of the other things matter...

The one I had the most contact with, through my soccer, has almost vanished completely from my life, now that the season has changed. I enjoyed him being around, especially in the changerooms. I enjoyed the way he mucked around with the other members of the squad in his year level, without realising that by doing so he was bringing to life some of my most desired homoerotic fantasies. But now that he's not, he has moved out of his lot in my subconscious. It's similar also, in the case of the look-a-like. Although, every now and again he pops into my thoughts, this happens more and more rarely as his contact with me becomes non-existent. The third one though, is the oldest of the heart throbs. His apartment was rented out long before the other two came onto the scene and he is still a tenant today. His appears to be more than a mere business transaction. The literal shine of his hair and that cute face to die for! I don't know much about him apart from what I have seen myself. But what I have seen is enough to keep me coming back for more for a long time yet. His is the attitude of confidence. It is so seductive, from the way he presents himself to the way he walks.

All of them would have few objections from the general population if they were to wear less. Lets face it, their bodies are S-M-O-K-I-N-G! And they know it. Thankfully, this means at every chance they get they're not afraid to show it off. To the ladies of course, but it works on me just as well. I just wish I could let them know how impressed I am. That they would respond in the same way they would if the feedback came from a girl.

And then there is the fourth one. The forward one. The tease. He is the one that, jokingly or not, suggests all the things that have been going through my mind since he entered the room. The illusion I have created with him, is not that far from reality. The strip tease revealing that smooth, toned body and done with a cheeky grin plastered across his face, would not be so far out of character. Acting on his lewd suggestions would be. He would be the dominant one, playing the part with experience and skill. Ashamedly, I would be his willing servant; desperate to please him so as to please myself. Thoughts of romantic exploits are banished by the reality that he would use me and move on to his next source of pleasure. But damn, it wouldn't stop me from doing it, if he ever did use actions instead of words. For actions are much harder to misinterpret.

And so, the days of their company are drawing to a close. But, whenever I'm around the place, in areas I might see them a small part will always be thinking, "Where is he? Is he here? Please let him be here, let me see him."

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