A new hobby?

One week went by and Daniel didn't ask me to do something for him. My mind went from "I hope he never asks me for anything" to "Did he lose interest in me?"
Lisa and I didn't do much this week either. We wrote about this and that but aside from that our relationship became somewhat casual, too. I don't want to sound too harsh. I mean, we are really good friends but the rush from the beginning has faded. It seems to me that I am always looking for trouble and start to feel bored when trouble doesn't find me. God. I am a real drama queen.

Anyways, my vocation ended and like everybody else I have to go to work to earn money.
I have a boring office job, dressing boring men clothes, and I have to attend boring presentations where my boss tells everybody how amazing they are or how bad - depending on his mood and the numbers that nobody understood.
Sigh.
I wish I could at least dress nice clothes at work...
I arrived at the office building. It's grey. Everything boring is grey.
Inside, you're greeted by white lights. They're always on, depsite the sun is shining really bright today. It adds to the boringness.
"Hey, back from vacation?"
No, I am just here because I missed you all. F**k you.
"Hey, yeah. I hope you left some work for me."
"Haha, you bet!"
Tom was one of my co-workers and sadly enough one of the more fun ones to be with.
"Little warning," he said while walking next to me, "Ben invites everybody to his yearly party."
Every year Ben invited the whole department to watch football. Nobody every goes. I don't actually know why but people say he turns out to be a real creep once you visit him.
"You going?" I asked.
"Every year you make the same joke."
"I mean, I actually like Ben."
"Hang on," Tom stopped walking. "Are you seriously considering to go?"
"Why not? I could use some distraction."
"Come on, you just had vacation," he laughed and layed his hand on my shoulder. "Don't make yourself unhappy, man."
He clapped on my back "Good to have you back, I missed your jokes."
He walked backwards, turned his hand into a pistol, and made a gesture towards me "Pew. See you at lunch!"
Please, god, please give me a break.

It felt strange to be back at office. I live two different lifes now and this one seemed to be not right.
I sat down at my desk. Dust. I puffed my cheeks. Dust is the manifestation of boring.
I looked around when suddenly Ben approached me. Ben was a pleasure for my eyes. While everybody dressed black and white, he dressed a red shirt.
"Hey mister colorful," I said.
"Well, you sure didn't get color on your vacation."
"And you didn't lose your charme while I was away."
"You know, every year I host a little party. I was kinda thinking of inviting you-"
"Sure, count my in."
"You serious?"
"Yes. Why not?"
"Well... Everybody in this company is humdrum and usually nobody wants to do something with nobody."
"Ben?"
"Yeah?" he had a big smile on his face.
"Nobody says 'humdrum'."
"I like the sound of it, what can I do?"
He made the gesture of walking away, stopped, turned around, looked at me, and said: "I know it's kinda short notice for you but my party is today, you know?"
I nodded.
"You really come?"
"Yes."
He smiled, turned around, waved with his hand, and said "See you at my party~"
I regretted my decision. But I noticed a pattern in my behavior. I always get myself into situations that others don't like or warn me about.

Work was boring. Lisa wrote me from time to time to cheer me up but she was kinda busy herself. I didn't ask about her job. I cannot imagine Lisa without her wig and makeup...
After I finally finished working, I rushed out of office, and hurried back home. I looked in my wardrobe and got a little sad. I won't dress as a girl today. The first day in weeks that I won't make up... It felt strange.
I took a shower, changed clothes, and got out again. I didn't want to go and spend my time with a colleague but I had nothing else to do and I didn't want to be on my own with my thoughts. Time to visit Ben. Let's live a common life for a day. Maybe it's fun hanging around with him. I mean, others say he's strange - so am I. Maybe it will be fun. It's been a while since I was alone with another man without being in girls' clothes..

I arrived at Bens apartment and rang his door.
"Hey, it's me."
"Oh, you really came!"
He opened the door. His apartment was really neat he had a good sense for furnishing.
"Wow, your place sure looks nice," I said.
"Thanks," he smiled, "snacks are over there at the bar. Feel at home."
He had a big TV, preliminary report on the upcoming football game where running, the snack bar was filled he really went above and beyond.
"You want something to drink? Beer?" he asked.
"Do you have wine?"
"Ohh, a connoisseur, how rare." he was really happy and introduced me to his formidable wine selection.
"Where do you get all that from?" I asked, truly impressed.
"Well, what should I say? My friends introduced me to the world of Wine."
"Sounds like you have great friends, why didn't you invite them, too?"
He stared at me.
"Erm, you know, ... We don't talk anymore." the situation became a little awkward.
"You're a really nice guy, Ben, and you seem to be a great friend." I tried to cheer him up, "how come nobody from our company wants to visit you?"
"Oh, ... about that, ... I really don't want to tell you, I am afraid you would run away."
"I really like to know. I promise not to run."
"Well, I made the mistake of not preparing my apartment for visitors when I first invited my colleagues. And turns out, that they told everybody in the company about that, including the new colleagues."
"That's terrible... But it sounds a little harsh, just because your apartment was a little bit messy."
"Ohhh, you... It wasn't messy, look around, I keep an immaculate environment."
He was right. You could eat from the floor.
"What was it then?"
He puffed his cheeks.
"You ain't gonna let that go, huh?"
"No chance." It's the first time Ben was interesting for me. I really wanted to find out and he couldn't be more messed up than I was.
"Alright," he put his drink down, "wait here."
Ben walked across the floor, I heard loud noise, rustling, and Bens heavy breath. He seemed to lift something heavy. Now I was worried. I sat down and prepared myself for the worst. It felt like one or two minutes until Ben came back - with a mannequin.
"Who's your friend?", I asked. The mannequin was dressed with a costume of a famous Anime. I recognized it as Asunas' clothes from Sword Art Online. I didn't really know the Anime but I recognized the dress.
"It's a cosplay. I like cosplay. My apartment is full of these."
"Erm... Do you dress that?" - Is he dressing girls' clothes? That shit really haunts me whereever I go.
"Wha-? Me? No."
"You said you like cosplay."
"Yes... I like that on my partners... You know?"
"I guess that's nothing out of the ordinary?" I really didn't get why that would make him so unpopular among my colleages. "I guess many guys at our company would be into that."
"Oh, yeah...," he looked on the floor and blushed. He was embarrased.
"Is there more?"
"Well, erm ... You know... Funny thing, ..." he laughed nervously and scratched his head. "Erm, ... Do you know, that ... When, ...Erm... Are you familiar with... Ahh that's hard."
I eagerly looked at him awaiting the shocking thing about his fetish.
"I am waiting..."
"Does the term crossdressing mean something to you?"
I blushed.
"I ... Erm..."
"Let me explain, it's when-"
"I know what crossdressing is."
"Oh, ... really?"
He looked down again. I guess he waited for me to go.
"Do you have a boyfriend?" I asked him.
"No, no, no. Not in a long time."
I looked at the clothes. He stared at me in disbelief.
I never thought about cosplaying but it was tempting. My heart started racing. He was my colleague. If I did anything odd, he would tell everybody. Or would he? They were mean to him, why should he tell anybody. I so wanted to dress up, again.
"Erm, ... are you okay?" he couldn't keep his eyes off me.
"Yeah..."
"Do you want to leave?"
"No..."
"Really-?"
"Mind if I try it?"
"Try wha-? - The dress?" his eyes were wide-open.
"Yeah, it looks nice."
"You make fun of me?"
"No, you promise me, you don't peek. You sit on the sofa and don't peek."
"S-sure, go ahead. Looks like it would fit..."
He took the clothes off the mannequin and handed it to me.
"Bathroom on the right." he pointed to the floor.

I went to his bathroom and started to undress.
What the fuck am I doing here?
I pulled the white pantyhose up and dressed the overly complicated costume.
Seems like a guy only needs to hand me some cute panties and I would do whatever...
I also found make up in his bathroom and put it on. When I finished I put my hand on the doorhandle...
What am I doing? ... Stop thinking! We just have fun. I want Ben to cheer up! I want him to be happy, too!
I pulled the handle and went out. Ben sat on the sofa and didn't look.
"Don't peek!" I said from across the room. He didn't move.
The mannequin had a wig. I took it and went back to the bathroom. I put the wig on.
I want everybody to be happy but I always feel ashamed and embarressed.
I went out the bathroom again. He still sat on the sofa.
"Don't peek!" I said again. I walked to the sofa and sat next to him. The costume didn't come with underwear and I decided not to dress any. But now, that I sat down next to Ben, it felt strange.
He started to turn his head.
"Don't -" I said and my voice was pitched higher than before.
"Too late," he whispered. "Don't worry, you look great." I felt that he smiled but I didn't look.

We were watching the first half of the game that had already started when I sat next to him. I drank wine and we didn't talk much. We just talked about what happened in the game.
Then, there was the half-time break. He got up and stretched his arms.
"Now, you want more?" he pointed at my glass.
"No."
"Are you okay with that?" he asked and looked at me while he made a gesture with his hands. He was talking about the situation with me dressing a costume.
I looked at him. He had short black hair, his skin was rough and he had a tan like he just came back from a trip to Thailand. His white teeth were shining through his big smile. He always had that happy attitude even nobody was ever really nice to him. He dressed a jeans and a black polo, kinda boring for him but it probably suited the occasion. Well, before I decided to dress the cosplay that is.
I put my hand on his trousers. He said nothing. I didn't dare to look at him and slowly opened his belt. Opened his trousers.
Now would be the time to stop me.
I thought, but he didn't do anything. I pulled his trousers down, layed my hands on his blue shorts, and slowly pulled them down, too.
I revealed his cock inch by inch. I slowly pulled his underwear over the tip of his cock, it jumped out and bounced against my chin.
I felt his eyes on me but I still didn't dare to look up. Instead, I opened my mouth and started sucking his balls. I could hear his joy.
I put my mouth around his cock and made it wet, first from left and right, then I slided to the tip and played with it. I heard him going crazy about that.
When I put his cock in my mouth he lost it. His legs were shaking. "Ahhh" he wrapped his hands around my head but unlike Daniel, he didn't **** me to deepthroat. What a shame. I have to educate him.
First, I started deepthroating him by myself. He moaned in pleasure. Then, I stopped to deepthroat and softly sucked his cock. I wanted to provoke him. I wanted to make him completely losing it and the pushing my without me telling him to do it. But he didn't. He never made a move to **** me. So, I took his cock down my throat again. A lot of spit gushed out my throat and my nose started to run. Then, I decided to softly blow him again.
Now, I got him where I wanted. His breath was faster than before, he put his hand behind my head, and then **** his cock down my throat again and again. "Ahhh, yeah. You like that?", I nodded with his cock in my mouth. "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" he said while he made me gag on his cock. I felt him cumming in my mouth. "Sorry," he said, pulled out, some cum hit my face, he then wanted to move his cock away from me, but I opened my mouth and moved towards his cock, so he put it back in.
"Ahhh, shit, sorry."
I swallowed.
"Why do you apologize?"
"I came so fast, I didn't cum in a long time..."
I noticed that... My face was glazed, even though I swallowed a lot.
"Don't worry. I have to clean up a little." I said while I went to the bathroom.
I washed my face and drank some water from the tap.
I am so stupid. What do I do now?
After that I left the bathroom. The rest of the evening passed-by pretty fast. We were casually talking after that and watched a great football game.

When the game was over he looked at me.
"Thanks for coming, really."
"Ah. Don't mention it, I also had fun today."
"That's great and you really seem to share my hobby."
"Hm? What do you mean?"
"Well, I thought after you went to the bathroom again, you would change clothes but you kept dressing like that."
"Oh, ..."
"Don't worry about anything. I won't tell anybody."
"Thanks." my head sank and my voice went down. I felt ashamed. "I should change."
I went to the bathroom and got changed. He waited outside. When I came out he said "maybe you want to go with me to a meetup some time?"
"A meetup?"
"Yeah, all the people dress as their favorite anime characters. You would fit in!"
"I will think about it," I said and slipped in my shoes. "I got to go now, gotta wake up early tomorrow."
"Right," he said with a shy smile on his face and then we said goodbye.

On my way back home I thought about my life. When did it get so complicated?
I looked up into the dark night. The stars were shining bright today. Why cant life be simple?
I puffed my cheeks, well, on the bright side: I really had fun today. Ben seemed to be a nice guy. Suddenly, I didn't know why I felt bad. Ben was the first nice guy I met. Maybe I like people who aren't jerks. I should give him a chance.
Meeting with other people in a costume? Why not?