Joey looked around the small restaurant corey had taken them down to.
He looked over at corey who looked in a dream state.
He felt bad for walking out of Jim's, but he didnt understand. This man sat in front of him almost gave him a blowjob. He literally almost sucked his dick. Yet he didnt want to have sex. It made zero sense.
Joey looked down, maybe corey had issues with getting it up. He giggled that was a funny image. But no, sid and paul said he had boasted about sex before.
Corey looked over for the first time since they had sat down.
"You okay?" He smiled
Joey nodded "yeah."
Corey looked back down.
"Look corey, can I just..can i ask a question?"
"Oh..sure." corey nodded
"Do you have problems getting it up?"
Corey went red as he laughed "uh. No Joey. Haha I dont."
"Are you sure?"
Corey nodded
"So why havent we just said fuck it and done it?"
"I've told you." Corey said swallowing his water "but I want it to be special for us." Corey bit the side of his cheek "I've probely said before. Huge difference between sex and fucking. I love you. I, its giving every inch of trust to you Joey. I hate my body. I hate it with a passion, fat and ugly. That's me. I kind of never want you to see it. Its gross. Its dirty. Its scarred. There are scars that run deep. Scars that make me gag thinking how I got them. There are ugly stretch Mark's, pink and obvious which show how fat I am." Corey sighed "its, it's really bad. Its disgusting."
Joey blinked in suprise. He didnt expect corey to open up like that. He instantly felt so bad. He never ment for corey to feel uncomfortable. He loved him. He wish corey told him sooner.
"...corey.." Joey said
"Sorry." Corey looked away at a candle "I'm just, I've always tried to get over it. I look warn out. You didnt exactly meet me at my prettiest either." Corey tapped on the table "I wish I kind of looked like you."
"Like me?" Joey asked
"I know your short. But so I am." Corey sighed "you just look so endearing. So mysterious, beautiful." Corey looked up "your eyes. They are so blue. So alive. You just...yeah."
"Oh corey. Dont say these things. You're beautiful. You're amazing. I think you're underweight. And we all have scars corey, all have stories."
"I'm not beautiful." Corey said "I am dirt."
"Dirt? I mean yeah when we met you were dirty, but you now have access to a bath. Its different." Joey said "honeslty to me you're perfect. I'd love for you to trust me completely. I'd never hurt you. I'd never. I promise. Physically I'd never lay a hand on you. Mentally I'd never insult you or dismiss anything. I'd try and help."
"Really?" Corey frowned "because I'm-"
"Of course really!" Joey said "always."
Corey smiled softly before sighing "I think you'll find I'm more complicated than most people."
Joey shrugged "i fell for you for a reason."
Corey went red "well thank you."
"Did you just thank me?" Joey raised a lack of eyebrow
Corey shrugged. "I guess so."
"You're a dork." Joey laughed
Corey sighed "look...uh if it means anything. And depending." Corey's eyes trailed away from Joey's face "we could...uh try yeah tonight?"

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Hayran KurguJoey Jordison has just lost his dad, and his bands orginal singer. The new singer is interesting, but had always been cloaked in darkness. Tw