Movie Night Submission

It was Saturday evening and I was bored. I decided to buck my routine and go to the movies. I go to the movies every Sunday morning when it's not crowded and when the prices are cheapest. Hopefully it wouldn't be too crowded. I didn't like people to be too close to my personal space.

I'm deathly shy and totally lacking in self-confidence. I guess that comes from my weight issues. I have always been a little overweight. It sucked being the nerdy, husky kid. And now I'm a chubby adult. I'm 26 years old, 5'8" and just over 200 pounds. I have greenish/hazel eyes and brown hair, which I keep short. If it gets too long, it starts to curl. I also have a light covering of brown hair on my chest, around my belly button, my crotch and legs. For all of that hair on me, I can't grow a decent beard to save my life. I settled for a patch of whiskers on my chin. I also wear small, round, nerdy looking glasses. None of that seems to be very appealing to other guys.

Oh, and my name is Scotty. Yeah. Scotty. How gay is that?

My shyness didn't really help make me any friends in high school or college, either. At least not any long term friends that have wanted to keep in touch with me.

Being a corporate application developer didn't seem to help any, either. The whole group of us at work seemed to be misfits who went off by themselves every day at lunch. We IM'd or e-mailed questions to the person sitting in the next cubicle. Anything to avoid human contact with the other people in the department.

I wrapped my scarf around my neck and put on my winter coat and my hat. I know the beanie cap with the ear flaps didn't help my geek image any, but it keeps my ears warm. I headed to the parking lot and brushed the show off my car while it warmed up and then headed for the theater.

When I got to the theater, I bought my ticket for the latest Harry Potter movie and headed inside. The theater was nice and toasty warm. My glasses instantly fogged up. I pulled my gloves off, took my glasses off and wiped them down. Once I put them back on, and I could see again, I gave the usher my ticket and stood in line for snacks.

I bought a Coke icee and a medium popcorn and looked up at the LED boards to see where my movie was playing.

"We're over here," a voice called out towards my direction.

I looked up to see a guy waving me over to his group. He was in his mid to late twenties, about my age or a little older than me if I had to guess. He was a little bit taller than me as well. I'd say he was 5'11" or 6'0" tall. He had brown hair cut into a crew cut, and a goatee and mustache. He was a little bit chubby like me.

I looked at him, confusion all over my face. I looked behind me to see if he was talking to someone behind me.

"Come on," he said to me. "We're in theater 8."

I looked up at the LED board and my movie was in number 8. I looked back at him and the group of guys he was with. There were about a dozen of them. All big and husky guys, of all different ages. They started moving into the theater and I fell in line behind them. The guy who motioned me over moved up next to me.

"I'm Eric," he said and held out his hand for me to shake.

I juggled my popcorn and drink and quickly shook his hand and he furrowed his brow.

"I don't remember emailing anyone new about tonight," he said. "What's your name again?"

"Scotty-- Er, Scott."

"Well, Scotty Scott," he laughed. "You're not here for the bear club's movie night, are you?"

I shook my head. "No."

"Shit. I'm sorry. Well, I'd love it if you joined us anyway."

He flashed me a very friendly smile and I shrugged and gave him a shy smile back. "Okay."

We piled into a couple of rows and pulled our coats off. I pulled my dorky hat off and smoothed down my hair.

I ended up sitting between Eric and another guy about my age. He was built like me, but with shaggy blond hair.

"I'm Stuart," he said as he offered his hand.

"Scotty," I said as I shook his hand.

Damn. I meant to say 'Scott.'

"Nice to meet you, Scotty. This is my boyfriend, Darrell. And that's Dominic next to him."

Wow. Boyfriend! I glanced around at all the guys and wondered if they were all gay. Of course, they all seemed completely gay now that the thought was planted in my head.

I reached across to shake Darrell's offered hand. Darrell looked like he was in his late twenties. He was heavy set, bigger than Stuart. He had wavy strawberry blond hair and a bushy, but still neat, beard.

I then leaned forward a little and waved to Dominic and my heart skipped a beat and my mouth dried up. The theater lights were dimmed and I really wished I could see him better. He looked to be very handsome. Definitely older than me. Dark hair and light eyes. A full beard, closely trimmed and nicely shaped. I always had an attraction to guys who were a little older than me and I especially liked dark hair with blue eyes. He looked at me for a second with interest, then nodded his head at me. He turned his attention back to the slide show Eryaman Escort on the screen.

Eric had put his arm around my chair. His finger tips tapped on my shoulder. I turned and looked at him.

"I'll share these M