Orrin gazed at the door again and sighed, resting his cheek on the back of his hand. His boyfriend was supposed to be here nearly an hour ago. His relationship with Chad wasn’t going as he hoped lately. He forgave the slow replies to text messages. He told himself that it was ok if Chad didn’t keep his eyes to himself as long as he was monogamous. Last week Chad got so drunk that he accidentally left Orrin at the bar when he took a cab home.
Despite this, he still liked Chad though , at the heart of things. He had a fantastic body, a heart-melting smile, sharp wit, and had an opinion on everything. He was a magician on the grill, too. They even had the same major at school. Sure their relationship was a little rocky now, but Orrin was an optimist.

The young man checked his phone again. Over an hour. It was his birthday today, and Chad hadn’t given him a card or called or anything. Orrin had told himself maybe he was planning something. When the morning turned into the afternoon without any contact he’d sent Chad a text message: “Did you remember it’s my birthday today? I have a present here for you, you should come claim it.” Chad actually did respond to that one, “K. I’ll come over when I can, babe.”

Chad had been pestering Orrin for penetrative sex since day two of their relationship. Orrin thought his plan was excellent…he could get sex on his birthday, give Chad what he wanted, and perhaps afterwards they’d talk and repair their relationship. Emerge from the bedroom a better couple.

When the clock hit an hour twenty, Orrin received a new text message back: “Hey babe. Not coming. Sorry, I went home with someone last nigh and haven’t left. I can’t really afford to get you anything for your birthday tomorrow anyway. See you around.”

Orrin gaped at his phone. What? No! It wasn’t supposed to be like this! He furiously responded, “You…you can’t break up with me on my birthday!”
“Well your birthday is tomorrow isn’t it?”
“It’s TODAY.”
“Oh…Sorry it didn’t work out.”
This isn’t how it was supposed to be! Orrin threw his cell phone into a pile of laundry. He dropped his underwear he was holding, feeling stupid and embarrassed and ugly. Then, he buried his head in his arms and cried. It felt like there was no one left in the world to love him. This was the worst birthday ever.

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The model is named Den Wok.