Solitary Spider

*** 2.First move

“Why do you keep looking at your cell?” The voice made John look up from the cell phone he had in his hand.

“Uh no reason” he smiled at Jenny the stylist.

“Well you’re up” she smiled as she played with her big, fabulous afro. John smiled and quickly walked to the set. John had been a model for two years now. He was approached one day by an older man who asked John to meet him at his office. At first he thought the guy just wanted to fuck him, and almost didn’t go, until he found out that the older man was Ray Michell, head of one of the top modeling agencies.

John then started eating healthy and exercising rigorously, which is why he was now the carved statue he was today.

“Power, power. Gimme power!” the photographer yelled at John, who then immediately changed his pose and looked directly at the camera.

“Yes, yes, yes!” the man yelled excitedly. John still couldn’t believe he was a model, but the money was very good and it came really easy for him to get the pose and the look everybody wanted. He was a natural.

Once the shoot was done John walked towards his backpack and took his cell phone out. His heart skipped a beat when he saw he had a missed call. Will. When he saw the name on the screen the butterflies started kicking in his chest again.

He was about to call him when he realized he was almost trembling. He suddenly realized how excited and nervous he was… and it scared him. So he decided to put the cell back in his pocket and try not to think of Will.

John was so lost in his thoughts as he exited the building that he didn’t see James waiting for him against his Volvo.

“Oh hey!” John said snapping back to reality once he saw James.

“Figured I’d surprise you” James said before gently kissing John’s lips.

“I’m surprised” John smiled. “You wanna get something to eat?”

“Sure” he said putting his Dolce & Gabbana glasses on and walking towards the driver’s seat. John sat quietly on the seat next to him… he felt bad; but more than feeling guilty for wanting to see Will so badly, he felt bad because he was with James, not Will. That made everything worse.

Later that afternoon, while James went back to his clothing store, John was taking a nap. If a man was there he could cum just by staring at sleeping John. He was face down on the bed, shirtless and glistening from the sweat. His smooth, hard back slowly rose with every breath he took. His legs were slightly spread so there was an open road leading towards his perfectly round ass.
His face was so perfect and calm, his moist lips slowly opened. It was as if every inch of his body was carved, almost as if he was the son of a greek God.

The ringing of his cell phone made John’s sleep come to an abrupt end. He rolled on his back and stretched his body before reaching towards the nightstand to get his cell. He opened the message he had just received and his heart sank when he saw who had sent it.

“There’s a party tonight at Passion lounge at 9.30. Hope I see u there. Will”

Of course John knew about the party, there wasn’t an event he wasn’t invited to, but he had no intentions on going. Until now. Before he knew it he had lied to James saying his agent was forcing him to go, and when James said he’d go with him John replied with “Nah it’s ok, you get some sleep I’ll be home as soon as I can” They kissed goodbye and John was out the door.

He felt a mix of satisfaction and guilt because he got to go to the party by himself.

“Nothing will happen” he tried convincing himself as he drove towards Passion.

“Nothing will happen”

TO BE CONTINUED...