Boots

Four

Me, showing my crush (nobody anymore) my room: and this is where I...have got to stop talking to myself.

"This is like what my uncle would listen to..." Matthew said halfway through the first Faun song.
"Your uncle is German?"
"Scottish."
"He sounds like he has good taste."
"I guess...but he does have that weird horn thing and he plays bagpipes to annoy his neighbours."
"Ow."
"It's not a bad sound...just annoying at five AM."
"I play the flute."
"Really? That's a dorky as shit instrument!"
"It's awesome. And it's not like you know any better instruments!"
"Fiddle, guitar, bagpipes, bass..."
"How the fuck...."
"I took a lot of lessons as a kid."
"Do you play for money?"
"No. I haven't really played in a while."
"We should jam!"
"I mean...maybe..."
"So...what do you do for a living?"
"I...am between jobs."
"Cool! I'm a YouTuber."
"Does that...make much money?"
"Not since pewdiepie said the N-word." (Yes I went there)
"Ouch."
"Advertisers just don't want to be affiliated with "bad" content but YouTube is awful about which content is good and bad."
"That must be rough."
"It's okay. My subscribers are very supportive and I make a lot from patreon."
"I kind of wanted to write a novel but there's no money in that..." Matthew ran his fingers across the cafe table. Why was he telling a stranger this?
"Do it! If you're between jobs then you have plenty of time to work on it!"
"I dunno...I have bills to pay..."
"But won't unemployment cover that for a little while?"
"I have to get another job..." Matthew felt sick all of a sudden. Gilbert gave him a look of concern.
"You look like you need another drink."
"I might..."
"Do you want to go back to the bar or do you want to head to my place? I've got enough beer to supply an army."
"Well...I know I said I don't normally go home with strangers...but I also don't normally go out drinking alone so why the heck not."
"I promise I won't make any moves on you. It'll just be two buddies hanging around and getting drunk."
"Well...you can make moves...if you want...but only smooth ones. I don't take cheep jokes."
"You can call me the American spelling of Colour because I'm in desperate need of U."
"That...is oddly sexy."
"So you get off on proper grammar?"
"Uh...I must have inherited that from my dad..." Matthew honestly had no clue what turned him on. He had never properly dated and he was actually still a virgin. Should he really be leading Gilbert on like this? Did he really want to loose his virginity to a perfect stranger?
Then again...Gilbert wasn't half bad. Maybe they could...
No.
No way.
Matthew didn't want to go back down that path again. Gilbert wanted him for sex and that was it.
Which brought him back to the virginity question.
Should he just get it over with? Try it once? He was half a decade from thirty and he didn't know when he'd get another chance. What if he did end up finding somebody and they ended up getting to that point? Wouldn't he rather get experience from a stranger who he would never see again than be fumbling around his first time with somebody he loved.
If he ever managed to...
"You don't have any diseases do you?"
"I always get screened when I fuck somebody new...even if they say they're clean...they might not know...but anyway my last screening came in clean and I haven't put my Dick in anything except an old sock since then so you're safe. Why? Do you have anything?"
"I'm absolutely clean."
"Perfect. Let's get back to my place."