collection of gay stories

𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐟𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐠𝐚𝐲 𝐦𝐚𝐧 Chapter 1: "A heart's hesitation" A soft knock on my door signaled the arrival of our head maid, Helen. Helen: Good morning Mr Arthur She was very cheerful and excited today. Helen: It's a beautiful day, time to rise and shine! Me: Just a few more minutes Helen She ignored me and continued to open the curtains, letting the sun fill the space with a bright golden light. I rubbed my eyes and stretched my limbs as I was yawning. Helen: Breakfast is ready and your parents are expecting you at the table, it's best not to keep them waiting, Mr Arthur. I let out a deep sigh and preceded to the shower. I then made my way to the garden, stepping out of the warmth of my family's grand estate.The chill was serving as a reminder of the cold reality I faced. In just a few short weeks, my life would no longer be my own. I took a moment to embrace the perks of having a fresh garden at the back of your manor. Footsteps echoed behind me, I turned back and it was Benjamin. Benjamin: Hey big bro Me: How's it going with Talentia? Benjamin: She's coming up pretty well, Iam doing my first character design on her. Me: Great stuff Benjamin: What's wrong? you look worried Me: It's nothing, let's go. Benjamin: You go so long, I'll wait here Me: Grandpa will be angry if you're absent from the table. Benjamin was staring into the deep space. I made my way to the table. Me: Good morning everyone Eliz: Morning honey Me: Am I late? where's grandpa? Speak of the devil, he came from downstairs and rushed to the table. The atmosphere quickly changed upon his arrival. Me: *clears throat* uhm grandpa, I have something to talk to you about Theodore: Good, because I also have exciting news for you and for the future of our family. Richard: Isn't Benjamin joining us? Emily could you go look for him please Theodore: Sit down girl, we are expecting very important guests. [Door bell rings] Helen went on to open the door, a familiar face appeared... CONTINUATION: Helen went on to open the door, a familiar face appeared. Theodore: Ahh, welcome welcome Edward: Pleasure to be here Mr Delby Theodore: And our famous bride to be, Catherine. you look stunning dear Catherine: [Blushing] thank you Mr Delby Theodore: Oh no enough with the formality, I'd prefer Grandpa. They laughed and came to the table. I spent moments trying to figure out who could she be. Theodore: Arthur, can you still remember her? Me: I don't think so Theodore: Oh come on, try harder Catherine: It's okay if you can't, don't stress yourself about it Edward: Well, he'll need to know you soon because you two are about to get married Emily: What!? Eliz: Emily dear shush Emily: sorry Me: Iam sorry, I don't think I heard you correctly Theodore: You're getting married son! my grandson is getting married can you believe this!! Me: Excuse me [I excused myself from the table] Theodore: Where do you think you're going? Me: I have a business to attend to, the company won't run itself Victoria: Is he always like that? Catherine: Let's give him time to process this, i know it's a hard pill to swallow... Whilst driving, I dialed up Stephen's number. [On call] Stephen: What's up? Me: Hey man, where are you? Stephen: At work, are you coming in today? Me: NO, let's meet at Tom's Bar Stephen: Okay, you better have a solid excuse for this when I get there. [I dropped the call] Once again, I have to live up to my family's expectations. I have no say in what they do in my life, Iam voiceless, drowning in the sea of my own sorrows... I arrived at Tom's Bar, I didn't waste time ordering a drink. Me: Give me the strongest you've got Tom[ the bartender and owner] : isn't it too early? Me: Dammit, would you all stop it with the lectures!! am I that invincible that you'd be speaking over me Tom: Sorry, rough morning? Me: Iam so over this sh*t! Guy: Hey Tom Tom: Hey Adam The guy passed behind me, something felt different about him than other guys CONTINUATION: I felt like approaching him. Me: Psst, Tom who's that guy? Tom: Oh thats Adam, he works here at night Me: A stripper? Tom: No, he's a bartender. He doesn't do dirty dancing. Wait, are you interested in him? Me: What kind of question is that? Of course not Tom: I mean he is pretty attractive, sweet, and he's very good at what he does Me: Urgh, why would you tell me that!? [I spilled the drink on him] Tom: Hey!! what was that for Adam: Hey, what did you do that for?! He was infront of me, fuming with anger. I stared deep into his eyes. I couldn't help but notice his light pink lips, his perfectly shaped face and he's so cute when he's angry. Adam: Are you gonna say anything or are you just gonna carry on staring at me We were so close in contact. Again, I thought to myself, something about him just feels different. Could I be wrong, or am I following a deceiving pathway that might be the end of me.