The Bookstore
By Izzy
It was 3:55PM on a sunny, Sunday afternoon with just over two more
hours left until closing time for Robbie. In most retail jobs, this
would mean that in two hours, it would finally be time to go home.
However, for 33 year old Robbie, who managed the Downtown Barnes and
Noble, closing time meant that he and his team would get to go home one
hour from then, after the books and magazines had all been
re-organized.
Robbie, who holds a Masters Degree in Literature, really enjoys his
job. He is well paid, lives within walking distance, and has Mondays
and Tuesdays off. He is gay, single, and looking. His preference in
men ranges from the eclectic, spontaneous, artist type to the focused,
conservative, professional. Regardless of the type of man, the one
thing, that makes him weak in the knees, is glasses - especially
glasses with a prescription like his or stronger. One thing Robbie
loves about his job is the number of men in glasses he gets to see and
help daily. Though he wants to date them, or talk to them about their
glasses, he realizes that he must remain professional.
Robbie was excited about one of the errands he was going to run on
Monday. He had recently had an eye exam and learned that his
prescription increased from -7.00 to -7.50. This was his first
increase in two years. He couldn't wait, for he had always loved
getting new glasses, ever since his first pair at age 7.
At about 3:58PM Robbie's District manager entered the store. He
greeted the staff before spending a few minutes with Robbie in the
office. He commended Robbie on the great job that he was doing. He
also to Robbie that he had great news. He said: "Robert, in the two
years that you have worked here, sales are up 25%. Theft and pilferage
is down 31% and employee morale is up 100 plus%. I just learned that I
have been promoted to Regional Manager. The corporation needs a new
District Manager to replace me. I think that person is you. Corporate
agrees. It includes a $20K raise, a company car, and other perks. So
Robert, please tell me that you'll take the job."
Robbie accepted the job, and thanked his boss, who then said to him:
"It's such a beautiful day out there, why don't you take off and start
your day off early. I'll stay and close up. Robbie thanked him again
and left. Having gained three hours, he decided to stop by
Lenscrafters to have his glasses made. As he walked down the street to
the optical shop, he smiled as he thought of his new title - District
Manager.
Robbie quickly chose a frame, and was told that due to his
prescription, his glasses could only be made in one hour, if he chose
regular plastic, which would be "quite thick." High index lenses like
his current pair would take a few days. Excited about the possibility
of having thick glasses in an hour, he opted for them. The store
manager told him that the glasses would be ready at 5:30PM.
Having time to kill, Robbie decided to visit one of his favorite book
stores - a bookstore of a different type. He walked into the adult
bookstore which was just two doors down from Lenscrafters. He knew
he'd see some handsome guys there. Unfortunately none of them would be
wearing glasses, because gay guys who wear glasses, have a tendency to
wear contacts.
Since he was about to have two days off, Robbie decided to rent some
movies. He headed straight for the gay DVDs at the far end of the
store. As he approached the section, he noticed a gorgeous specimen of
a man wearing tight fitting 501 button-fly jeans and sandals. His feet
were long and narrow - about size 13. For a shirt, he was wearing a
white tank top. He had the kind of body that every gay man dreams of
licking and being fucked by. Unfortunately for Robbie, this handsome
God wasn't wearing glasses.
The man, who was struggling to read the DVD cases, quickly tried to act
natural when he saw Robbie. They smiled at each other and told each
other that they looked familiar. Scott, the 26 year old God, noticed
Robbie's name tag with the large Barnes and Noble logo and said:
"That's where I've seen you. I'm usually in the music section
previewing CDs for my job."
All of a sudden, Robbie realized where he knew the man from and said:
"Oh my God! I know where I've seen you. You're one of the dancers at
Club Stud, aren't you?"
"Yes I am. By the way, my name is Scott"
Robbie offered his hand and said "Like my name tag says, I'm Robbie,
pleased to meet you."
The two men shook hands and Robbie nervously asked "So, do you come
here often?"
Scott smiled at Robbie and said: "I've been here a few times. I want
to rent a movie but I'm having a little bit of a problem and I'm kind
of embarrassed."
"Don't tell me you're straight!" Robbie said.
Scott laughed and said: "No, I'm definitely gay. I'm definitely blind
too. I'm having trouble reading the movie descriptions. I've got my
contacts in, but they're not helping like they used to. I just ordered
my new glasses at Lenscrafters but they won't be ready for another
week.
Robbie interrupted and said "Wow! I'm waiting for glasses to made
there, too. Mine should be ready at 5:30. How outdated are your
contacts?"
Scott told him that the problem, wasn't really the fact, that his
contacts were outdated, but rather, that contacts can't correct his
strong prism problem. "My glasses are already coke-bottle thick and
the new ones will be myodiscs. You know, the kind that are super thick
with a weird looking circle? Once they add the prism correction to to
them, they are going to be so ugly and heavy. I'm not going to be able
to wear contacts anymore. I'm going to have to quit my job too...I'm
sorry.." Scott got a little choked up as he opened up and told Robbie
this.
Robbie, who now had an erection, placed his arm around Scott and said:
"Scott, you're going to be alright. You're a great looking guy.
You'll look even more handsome in glasses." Scott broke down in tears.
Robbie held him but was careful not to let his body touch Scott's.
"I'll read the descriptions for you. Also, I was wondering if you'd
like to join me tonight to watch one of these films at my apartment
which is about a ten minute walk away?"
"Robbie, are you asking me out on a date?" Scott asked with a smile.
"Um..um...yes, sort of..." Robbie replied with a shy smile.
Scott smiled at Robbie and said: "I can't think of anyone I'd rather
spend time with. You're so sweet and cute. Yes! We can go to my
place, if you prefer. I have a 60" plasma screen. I live a block away
above the Chinese restaurant. We could order a pu pu platter or
something." Robbie smiled back and accepted Scott's offer.
Robbie read a few of the DVD boxes before "Gays With Glasses" caught
his eye. The cover photo showed two handsome men sitting in bed
wearing nothing but glasses. The box described it as a romantic comedy
in which, "Attorneys Chuck (Brad Long) and Fred (Dick Hertz) are the
newest partners at the prestigious law firm they work at. The two are
working late, on an out of town case. They arrive at their hotel, to
learn of a mistake in their reservations. When both men are forced to
share the last room containing just one bed, they are forced to "come
out" of the gay closet. The two, who are both very nearsighted contact
lens wearers, are also forced to be seen by the other in their thick
and strong eyeglasses. By morning, their partnership extends further
than the law firm." Scott and Robbie agreed that this was the movie
they would rent.
Time at the adult book store had really flown by. It was now 5:33PM.
Robbie mentioned that his glasses should be ready. Scott told him that
he would pay for the movie and then meet him at Lenscrafters. Robbie
went on ahead. He gave the clerk his receipt, then sat down, removed
his glasses, and waited in anticipation, for the optician, to bring him
his new ones. The optician placed the new glasses on Robbie's face.
He lit up like a child getting his first pair of glasses. The new
prescription (and unscratched lenses) gave him a clarity that he hadn't
known in a while.
Robbie looked in the mirror and smiled. He smiled for he liked how
good they looked on him but mostly he smiled because they were twice as
thick as his old thinner lenses, which though they were high index,
were still somewhat thick. He didn't mind the thickness. As he
admired their thickness, he wondered how thick Scott's glasses were.
Just then, Scott walked in and complimented him. This made his smile
wider. It also created a bit of a twinge in his groin area. He placed
his old glasses in the hard case he was given.
They headed to Scott's apartment. Once there, they looked at the menu
for the Chinese restaurant and made their choices. Scott asked Robbie
to set the table, select some music, and open a bottle of wine while he
ran downstairs to place and wait for their order. Robbie was happy to
do this. Robbie was happy, period. He couldn't remember the last time
he had been on a date.
Robbie started to daydream about how he had stopped going to gay bars
several months ago, and had pretty much given up, on finding a nice guy
to love. Every time he would meet a guy, who seemed interested in him,
the same thing always happened. They would always ask, if they could
see how he looked, without his glasses. This really infuriated Robbie,
for his glasses were a necessity, not a fashion accessory.
The last time Robbie stepped inside a gay bar, was the time he met a
guy, that he thought was different. They had laughed, and danced for
almost two hours. They had even kissed passionately, and engaged in
serious conversation. All of a sudden, he took Robbie's glasses off
his face and said: "Much better! You look so much better without
these thick, ugly, things." Robbie, whose hand was on the guy's crotch
at the time, reacted quickly by squeezing tight and saying
"Unfortunately, you don't. Without them, you're nothing but a big
blur. I really need them to see. May I please have them back?"
The guy said "OK!" in a high pitched squeal "God, you've got a tight
grip." Once Robbie's glasses were back on his face, he let go of the
guy's balls and said: "You know, I really liked you, and thought you
were different. I don't wear glasses for fashion. I wear them to
function. They are a part of me." The guy tried to apologize but
Robbie was so heartbroken and wouldn't hear him. This was probably
about eight months ago. Since then, the only bar he has been in has
been Club Stud, where Scott dances. Robbie feels safe there, for
everyone is there for the entertainment, not to get picked up.
Robbie's little daydream ended and he was back in the present. Before
setting the table, he used the bathroom to wash his hands. On the sink
counter were Scott's glasses. In his wildest dreams, he could not have
imagined glasses so thick and heavy. He became so aroused as he took
his own glasses off and tried on Scott's. He saw absolutely nothing
through them. Robbie took off the glasses, took a deep breath, and
washed his hands before returning to the kitchen to set the table. By
the time Scott returned with the food, the table was set, the wine
glasses were filled, and most importantly, Robbie's erection had
subsided.
Scott was impressed with the way Robbie set the table and folded the
napkins. He was also impressed by the CD that he chose to play - "The
Miseducation of Lauryn Hill" - one of his favorites. They sat down to
eat. The conversation flowed as though they were long time friends.
Later, while doing the dishes together, Scott grabbed a hand full of
suds and smeared Robbie's glasses with it. Robbie laughed and said "Oh
yeah boy, this means war!" He then grabbed the rinse hose with plans
of spraying Scott in the face. Scott, while trying to grab the hose
from Robbie, ended up spraying himself in the crotch before proceeding
to hose Robbie's crotch.
Robbie surrendered and said "We better take these wet pants off before
we catch a cold." They ripped each other's pants off and laid down on
the kitchen floor, kissing and licking each other's bodies, like two
dogs in heat. This went on for a half hour. They composed themselves
and put on robes that Scott fetched from the bedroom. Scott placed
their wet clothes in the dryer, while Robbie opened another bottle of
wine.
They made their way to the living room to watch "Gays With Glasses."
Scott held Robbie close and in a Yiddish accent said: "Oy vay! I did a
number on your glasses. They're all schmeared with my body schmutz.
I've got my glasses lens cleaning liquid and cloth in the bathroom.
I'll clean those up for you while I go pop out my contacts." Robbie
laughed, handed his glasses to Scott, and sat on the sofa.
A few minutes later, Scott emerged from the bathroom, stood about 15
feet from Robbie and asked: "Are you ready?"
"Ready?" Robbie asked "Ready for what?"
"Ready to see my glasses?" Scott asked, unaware of the fact that
Robbie had already seen and tried them on.
"Yes, I'm ready, my love." Robbie replied
"OK. Close your eyes." Scott said as he walked to the sofa and sat
about three feet away from Robbie "Put your hands out. Here are your
glasses. Keep your eyes closed. Put your glasses on. OK. Now open
your eyes. What do you think?"
Robbie moved his face in towards Scott's and kissed him as he had never
kissed anyone before. Both men had instant erections. They continued
to kiss and their glasses clinked several dozen times. After five
minutes, Robbie pried himself away and said: "That's what I think of
your glasses!"
Scott was so happy, for this was the first time, a guy was not freaked
out, by his thick glasses. Robbie was the real deal. Robbie was also.
the first guy with glasses. that Scott had ever dated. Robbie had had
his share of guys being freaked out by his own glasses. This helped
make him more understanding of Scott's vision. The guys sat close on
the sofa, sipping their wine, as Scott picked up the remote and clicked
on "Gays with Glasses."
Scott and Robbie enjoyed watching the 75 minute movie on the large
screen TV. Life imitated art when kisses were exchanged 22 times when
the movie characters kissed. They also serviced each other orally both
times the characters did. They even exchanged glasses when the
characters did, but only for a few minutes. In the movie, the glasses
are exchanged for a long period when the characters realize that they
have a similar -10 prescription.
In reality, Scott and Robbie's prescriptions could not be more
different. Robbie's glasses were -7.5Rx with -1 astigmatism
correction. Scott's glasses were -17Rx left and -21Rx right. Both
eyes also had astigmatism correction of -3 left and -4 right. The
glasses had a slight prism correction, but the ones on order would have
a much greater prism correction. The new prescription would be -18.5
left and -22 right.
When the movie ended, Scott took Robbie by the hand, and led him to his
bedroom, where they made mad, passionate love. They then talked for
hours before falling asleep in each others arms. They enjoyed each
other's conversation. Robbie learned just how knowledgeable Scott was
in music and told him about an opening for a music buyer at Barnes and
Noble's entertainment office which was located upstairs from the store
Robbie worked at.
Morning arrived and the two made and ate breakfast before washing up.
Scott turned on the shower and stood under the pulsating spray of the
shower massage. Robbie knocked on the bathroom door and asked "May I
join you?"
"I wish you would." Scott replied
Robbie removed his glasses, and placed them in the pocket of the robe
he was wearing, before removing the robe, and placing it on the hook on
the door. He was about to join Scott in the shower when Scott asked
"Where are your glasses?"
"They're over there." Robbie replied "I never wear them in the shower.
Do you always wear yours in the shower?"
"You know how blind I am." Scott said "I can't find the shampoo,
soap, sponge, or towel without them." Scott looked so cute in his wet
glasses as he smiled and asked "Will you do me favor?"
"Sure, what is it?" Robbie asked
"Will you wash me?"
"I would love to." Robbie replied
"Here, put my glasses with yours and get in here." Scott said.
Robbie placed Scott's glasses in the other pocket of the robe, before
he stepped into the shower and started washing Scott's muscular body.
"Scott, you're trembling. What are you nervous about?"
"It's just weird...I mean it feels strange to be in the shower without
my glasses. I always wear them. The last time I took a shower without
them was when I was 13 and my cousin was 15. He had strong glasses
too. Well...we took a shower together...actually it was a bath in his
parents hot tub...Well, we kissed...he was the first boy I kissed...and
we took our glasses off. I was so nervous because I couldn't see, but
he made me feel good. Just like you are making me feel. Please kiss
me."
The two kissed and showered until they ran out of hot water. The cold
blast of water shocked them and had them both laughing. Robbie toweled
Scott off before toweling himself. While doing so, Scott felt around
on the sink counter before asking "Where are my glasses?"
"Right there in the robe pocket." Robbie replied
"What robe?" Scott asked as they both burst into laughter again.
Robbie then reached into the robe pocket, retrieved Scott's glasses,
and placed them on him. "I can see again! I'd like to return the
favor. Where are your glasses?" Scott asked
"They're in the other pocket...Thanks! Now I can see too." Robbie
said...
...Time flies when you're in love. Six months have passed since that
day in the adult bookstore. Robbie loves his position as District
Manager. Scott got the music buyer job at Barnes and Noble and enjoys
his 9-5 life. He doesn't miss stripping at all. He still gets to
strip for an audience of one - his 34 year-old myopic lover who is so
turned on by the one item he does not take off - his thick myodisc
glasses with the prism correction. Who says you can't find love in a
bookstore?
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