Summer was very hot that year. I had just turned seventeen and spent most of time in my room reading, waiting for my senior year to start. I wasn’t popular so I didn’t have any friends to spend time with, so there was no doubt that the summer break was going to be freaking boring.
I needed new books so I decided to get my ass out for once and go to the library.
I guess for the geek that I was, it was pretty normal to feel at home in a library, I headed to the science fiction books section, they were my favourite, it didn’t take me long to find a couple of books I wanted to read. As I was walking back between the shelves, my eyes locked on the coolest guy I’ve ever seen, he must have been about 6 feet tall, about 20 years old with nice curly red hair, his athletic figure showed under his shirt: he had a tennis player chest and arms and his tight jeans let me see his perfectly shaped ass. I guess he felt that I was staring at him because he lifted his eyes from the book he was holding and looked right at me, his eyes were a captivating bluish green and he had full lips. He grinned at me. I had to look away as he caught me checking him out; I felt my face burning from embarrassment. From the moment I had realized that I was gay about 2 years earlier; I’ve been very careful not to get busted staring at guys in school and especially in the locker-room, it was enough to be bullied for being a geek; there was no way that I was adding the gay factor to the lot. And here I was, caught staring at the hottest guy I’ve ever seen in this town, I started walking quickly keeping my eyes on the floor, to afraid to meet his beautiful eyes again, as I walked fast passing him, I could smell his sweet perfume that made my mouth water, I stormed out of the library like if I was chased by a life threatening menace, only stopping to register the books at the librarian desk.
That night, I jacked of thinking about the library guy, actually; I couldn’t stop thinking about his him, his perfect body, his handsome face and his lovely smile.
I finished reading the books in no time so I had to go get new ones, at least; that’s what I tried to convince myself of, while I knew very well that it was a lame excuse to see him again.