Unicorn Hair

I woke up cuddling the pillow which held Jack’s scent. Well, at least most it was his. I think.
“God, Alex, you can’t let this to happen to you!” I threw the pillow across the room and recalled last night’s memories. I really did like Jack. Not just sex, which of course was amazing, but the way he pulled me closer, the way his breath felt against my skin and the last kiss he gave me before walking out of the room. It just felt too good to be real. Nothing like that has ever happened to me and I thought that never will. Maybe I was just too drunk last night and this all was just a dream. A hopeless man’s hopes for some kind of changes in his life. I just dreamt about amazing night with hot stranger, but that doesn’t explain his scent on my pillow. Alex, you’re an idiot. You know how many different men have slept on your fucking pillow. But they all slept on sheets. I took them off before mysterious Jack came to my room.

“Whatever. It was amazing. Dream or not, but amazing.” I get out of bed picking up the pillow and throwing it back on bed where it belonged. I wandered towards bathroom to get ready for my free day. I didn’t think to spend it in here. I wanted to go out, have a walk in town and maybe even buy something to myself, maybe. I actually didn’t need anything, but you never know when something new and shiny will catch your eye.

Making myself to look as presentable as possible I walked down the stairs, waved goodbyes to Arnold and walked out of the House. Yeah, that feels great. Being free for one day and not giving a shit about other men pleasure. I know, I know it’s only one day, but I enjoy even one day, because I don’t get too much of them.

While making my way closer to town I made a promise to myself. Forget about Jack; don’t think about him, at least this day. Tomorrow - yes, today - no. Tomorrow I will need something to take my mind off while fucking the fat guy. I’m pretty sure he’s coming tomorrow. Unfortunately, he’s one of my usual clients. Too usual. I would be the happiest man in this town if I would be able to change him. Perhaps with Jack, I would definitely change the fat guy for Jack. Damn it, Alex! No Jack today! Think about what you need to buy!

So thinking about stuffs I should buy I wandered around small center of town. I should get some new pants. Some new pants that would make me look amazing to get some new clients, maybe. But I really doubt idea about new clients. Jack is my only new client in about year and I am called the best in the House. Other dudes got their last new clients more than year ago, some even before two years. Our town is not big; everyone knows everything about others, that’s why men are afraid to come to us. They are afraid to be banned, to be talked about or ignored. Everyone who lives in this town knows what’s happening in House. Some may not know the actual stuffs, but they all know that we are sick. At least, that’s what they think of us. I don’t feel sick, so I think they are more than wrong. We have never said our client names out in public. We are not allowed to talk to them out of the House or make any other contact with them, by that I think they mean – having sex outside of the safe walls of House. Not that I would want that, expect for Jack, maybe. Fuck, Alex! You’re doing it again!

I got two pairs of new pants, one black and others gray. I wasn’t sure which ones I liked more, so I took both. I didn’t need anything else. I needed pants and I got them, there’s not much you need if you live the House. They got it all, you only need to dress yourself and I just did it so I guess the rest of the day is more to me than any other day will be.

I walk through small streets crowded with town people. Half of them send my way disgusted looks, the other half just ignores me, but I’m used to it. That’s what you get if you choose to live the way you are. Many voices and many different talks goes around, but there’s one conversation, or I can say voice, which steals my attention.

“You don’t get it. I don’t want to marry someone I don’t love!”
“That is you who don’t get it! She is from good family, more than good. Her father is the owner of “Fantasylands” restaurant and it doesn’t matter if you love her or not!” He hisses through clenched teeth trying to hide their argument from other people.
“You, the owner of factory, want me to marry a girl from restaurant?!” he kind of laughs and that is the cutest sound my ears have ever heard.
“She’s not a girl from restaurant! She’s owners’ daughter!”
“It doesn’t matter if she is daughter or just a girl from restaurant! I’m not going to marry her!”
“Oh yes you are and one day you will be thankful for that!” he hissed in hushed tone.

I made me to turn around and looked directly in Jack’s face. I wasn’t ready to see him so close. The man he was talking to, stood with his back to me, he was slightly shorter than Jack, even a bit shorter than me, so it wasn’t hard to look past him and directly in Jack’s eyes.

He looked kind of shocked to see me here, but I can’t blame him. Not every day guys from House are seen in town, even on our free days. Not everyone is used to disgusted looks people are giving them. He looked in my eyes and his mouth was slightly opened. The men he was talking to kept talking not noticing that Jack didn’t pay attention to him. I didn’t need to get Jack in some trouble so I took my eyes off of him and walked past both of them.

Notes

i hope i'll have time to post part2 later, but if not than i'll do it tomorrow ^^
i don't know why, but i really like this part and hope you like it too ^^