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Yep. That's me. Mr. Gay librarian. The typical librarian, complete with glasses and a stern stare for those rude students that just can't keep their mouths shut in the library. I truly am passionate about my job. The pay is not that great, but it's pretty much very decent, especially for a guy with no family to support, a guy like me who lives alone. Well...not alone really.... with a roommate. Or rather a house mate, Josh. The guy is hot, so hot I actually had a crush on him back in college. But soon I got over it, though I must confess sometimes I do look at him and think 'wow you sexy thing you!' There, I admit it. But you know what, a really firm friendship exists between us and for that sake, I've pretty much managed to keep my sexual thoughts of him at bay. For crying out loud the poor guy doesn't even know that I have a little 'thing,' if I may call it that, for him. I wouldn't want to scare the crap out of him with my....you know...thing. Good friends are hard to come by nowadays, you know. Friends that know you are gay and they are cool with it, that genuinely care about you and are there for you when you need them. I'd definitely be a fool to destroy such a good and stable friendship. So, I guess I have to do my boyfriend hunting elsewhere, maybe at work or something, just not at home.

Speaking of work, I've actually been at it for like less than a year, so I'm still learning and gaining the experience that only comes with years of practice. You know there's more to librarianship than just sitting there facilitating the borrowing and receiving of books. With a University library as big as the one I work in, there is a lot of work for librarians. I guess that's why I got a job here just after graduating, they really do need as many hands as possible to get much work done. When I just got here, they had me work in different departments. They were impressed with how swift I was attending to library users at the circulations desk that they decided to have me stay there. So that's were I had spent most of my 9 months in this job.

The most busy days were those leading to the exams, that's when many students swarmed the library, most days were not all that hectic. It was on one of those less hectic days, as I was reading this interesting novel right there at the circulations desk that I had a vision of lovelyness. "Excuse me...", said a voice so sweet that I could have sworn I not only heard it but also tasted it. I quickly lifted my head what manner of creature had released such a beautiful sound into the atmosphere. And right there in front of me stood a being of beauty unmatched. My eyes met his, and it was as if I was looking into stars. Oh how they sparkled!

His brown eyes were as those coated with...with sex itself. No. His whole body must have been dipped in sex. His let black hair short, and shiny, some of it slightly cascading down his forehead. His lips full, pink and tender, stirring in me a great hunger for them. If like Judas of old I were to betray this guy with a kiss, surely I would not go for the cheeks but for those lips, I would kiss them so hard and with such lustful passion they would have unglue me from them, and then crucify me too. Oh fount of sex, oh fount of sex, that I had I map to lead me to thee! Surely I would sell all my possessions and travel to thee, to plunge myself in thee. Then I too would have a weapon to make the strong weak, just with my presence. Alas! A guy of great beauty standeth before me and my tongue has gone into hiding, lest I speak in the presence of this awe inspiring being, something I don't feel worthy of doing.

"Excuse me sir...", said the being again, seeing that his first 'excuse me' evoked no vocal response from me. If only he knew the effect of his voice on me, he would have had mercy on my feeble soul and spoken only once, or just kept silent. "Y-y-yes, how may I help you?" I managed to speak, or rather, to quack, as I forced my tongue to co-operate with me. What was wrong with my voice? I tried to hide neath my eyes neath my blonde strands of hair, only to find them a bit short to do the job. "I'd like to borrow this book," he said, but to me it sounded more like singing. I took the calculus book which he had put on the desk. 'Wow, beauty and brains, what a package,' I thought to myself. Was he even make from the dust of the earth like the rest of us, or was he created from, like, white chocolate or something? Is it really blood that flows through his veins or just sensual swiss chocolate mixed with much milk, cause he sure looks like a fine desert to me. I would like totally eat him up.

"May I have your ID please," I said. Quickly he pulled it out of his pocket and handed it to me with those sexy hands of his. I looked at it and there was his name, Eric Green, how cute. I scanned it and there on the monitor his details were displayed. Took the book, swiped it and it was added to his account. I unwillingly handed it to him, wishing I could have him stay all day right there before me, that I may bask in the glory of his beauty. Oh but he had to go, and I couldn't help but stare at his nice ass so highly accentuated by those tight fitting jeans of his. It was almost too painful to see him go. "Oh Eric," I muttered under my breath, or so I thought. To my surprise he turned around and was like, "did you just call me?" 'Goodness, what have I just done? I what do I say? How stupid could I get?' I thought to myself as I Eric stood there.