Chapter 2

He really did have an amazing, and oh so large, ass.

Alex looked around to make sure that no one

else was watching, and then returned his eyes to the man’s full

bottom.

“I knew you’d check me out again,” the

stranger said, turning his face back around and smiling at

Alex.

“Where was I supposed to look?” Alex asked.

“You’re in front of me.”

“How about not down?” Mr. Ass asked,

suddenly rising, and tapping his right cheek bone. “My eyes are up

here.”

“You look like somebody’s father,” Alex

said, staring again at the khakis and neatly tucked button up shirt

the man wore.

“And that turns you on.”

Alex turned his eyes away and began to look

at a tabloid as the stranger scanned his groceries. He tried not to

look as the man rolled his cart off, but he noticed that he didn’t

look back.

Well, c’est la vie, Alex thought to

himself, as he ran his two percent milk and bag of spinach over the

scanner.

In the parking lot, Alex tried to walk

leisurely, but he was anxious to get home. Life lately had been

full of enough disappointments. It wasn’t that he had expected this

horrible son-of-a-bitch to be wonderful, or that he really liked

this rude bastard with the great ass. It was just that…

“Excuse me. May I talk to you for a

moment?”

Alex turned in the dark. The stranger was

sitting on the back of the moving truck, and the loading door was

open. There appeared to be nothing behind him. Alex walked over to

him. Perhaps this psycho was going to apologize after all.

“Sure,” Alex said, walking toward the

man.

“About what happened in there...,” the man

began.

“Yeah, it was…” Alex said.

“Hot,” the stranger said. “It was fucking

hot.”

“What?” Alex asked. “Did you really think

that…”

“I really thought that you staring at my ass

and wanting to fuck the shit out of it was about the hottest thing

that’s happened to me in a long time,” Large Ass said with an

unexpected passion.

“Look,” Alex tried to explain. “I…”

“You want to fuck me like there’s no

tomorrow,” the man proclaimed in a loud voice that made Alex look

around, hoping no one he knew was about. “That, my friend, is hot.

No one has looked at me that way in over a decade. My wife and I

quit looking at each other that way a long time ago. That’s why we

divorced.”

“Oh, fuck. You’re not even…” Alex began.

“Gay?” Large Ass asked. “Don’t pretend you

care. You guys are not any better than the rest of us. You would

fuck anyone you thought was hot. You’re a man, dude. It’s what we

do.”

“All men are not pigs,” Alex said.

“Please, what is possibly wrong with you

fucking me?” the stranger asked. “I’m single. You’re single.”

“How do you know that I’m single?” Alex

asked.

“Well, you’re single, or you’re about to be

single,” the man said. “People who are getting what they need at

home don’t look at me the way you just did in the store. And people

who don’t get what they need at home, well, they don’t stay around

too long. So if you’re not single, you’ve got your eye on the door.

Either way, I know that whatever we do tonight isn’t breaking up

anything else you’ve got going on.”

Alex gazed at him. He knew that he should

deny it all, at least protest in some form, but this absolute

stranger was right. He had been single way too long. Alex looked

the man directly in the eye.

“And you?” Alex asked.

Mr. Ass looked at Alex, and for the first

time Alex saw something there that he hadn’t seen in this man

before, his humanity.

“I told you. I’m divorced,” Large Ass said,

almost sheepishly. “As for dates, and lust, and all that, I’m worse

off than you. People don’t look at me like that anymore. They look

at everything else about me. Anyway, I piss a lot of people

off.”

“Well, maybe if you didn’t get so

smartassy…” Alex began.

“Shut the fuck up,” the stranger commanded,

and grabbed Alex and kissed him.

Alex started to pull away, but the feel of a

hot mouth on his own was overwhelming. The man pulled him close. He

grabbed Alex’s hands and put them on his own chest, and then moved

his hands to Alex’s back. He pulled Alex close, and Alex found

himself pleasantly surprised at the sheer size of this odd man. His

breath and smell was better than imagined—mint toothpaste and

expensive cologne.