Monday, October 26, 2009

Salisbury, A Conclusion

After he had cried quietly in our arms for a few minutes, I stood him up to look into his brown eyes and see if he was ok. Average-Brown Quarter Asian motioned for us to all go back inside. I had been looking for the perfect chance to get rid of her so that Tall Blonde Alcoholic and I could get naked and make love on a bed of acorns so I told her that she should go in because it was getting cold and the people inside probably missed her. I would stay with Tall Blonde Alcoholic until his tears dried.

I wasn't wearing shoes since Tall Blonde Alcoholic had dragged me outside so abruptly. I motioned for him to follow me, all the while the acorns and the twigs on the ground poked at my feet, forcing me to tip-toe carefully across the backyard.

As we made our way towards a dark and secluded corner where our secrets could be contained, each painful step felt like an indication to turn around. He would be the first person I have ever told. (Keep in mind, I never told the ex-roommate who I've been screwing for about a year. In that situation, my homosexuality was just implied.) I never pictured doing this in Salisbury. I never imagined doing it just to make somebody else feel better. When we got to a good spot, Tall Blonde Alcoholic was pacing nervously. I told him to sit down, not knowing fully what I was going to do or say.

I sat on the ground, my back supported by the tire of an old truck. He sat next to me and started crying again. He kept repeating, "I can't believe I just did that. I feel like I'm going to throw up." I looked at him and realized I would do anything for him. And I really didn't want him to throw up on me. So amid the chaos, with a voice that was shaking from the cold and the nerves, I managed to mutter, "Hey, it's fine. I am gay too."

11 comments:

Random Thinker said...

I hope you felt better after making your statement, and I hope you made TBA feel better too.

Anonymous said...

Your twitting indicates this story will end well, or at least sexually, eventually. I look forward to that.

Aek said...

These installments are killing me. I'm just dying to know the ending to this story! :-)

goleftatthefork said...

it's killing me but at the same time the delivery of this story in painfully sharp bursts is half the fun

Allen said...

When do we hear about this: "You will never guess whose naked body I woke up to this morning. Well, maybe you will... Thank god for alcohol."

Formysake said...

I guess congratulations on coming out...

I hope everything ends well for you and your alcoholic friend.

TED said...

Making love on a bed of acorns is so much less fun than it sounds like it'll be. Trust me on this one. There are more fun ways to get bruises.

A Mundi said...

I picture this devolving into a Family Guy style cascade: "Well, I'm not exactly straight, but I'm also a radioactive squirrel," and each of you continuing to come up with more and more ludicrous revelations as the confessional progresses.

That would be before you end up ravishing one another on the acorns, of course.

thomaski said...

That was so sweet, you're a real sweetheart.

Oldyeller said...

Riveting stuff, but the final Salisbury conclusion must include his reaction to your tremulous confession.

LordNelson said...

Your keeping the story compartmentalised deliberately aren’t you, torture!