Chapter 10 – take 2

Chapter 10

 

We had been at Mike’s for over six hours and it was getting close to ten o’clock. Steve said that he and Daryl should be getting home because their dogs were home alone.

Mike got up to see Daryl and Steve out. After Steve and Daryl left, Mike came over and sat down beside me on the sofa. I pointed to the picture.

He got a sad look on his face, “That’s me and Jerry. He was my partner for about five years.”

“What happened?”

“We met in college and moved in together our senior year. We moved here after graduation and both had good jobs. Then a couple of years ago, Jerry lost his. He got depressed and started hanging out with some guys that got him into drugs. I finally told him that he had a choice, me or the drugs. He chose the drugs, and about six months later, he overdosed. I thought for a long time that if I hadn’t made him choose he might still be alive. I had to go through some counseling when he died to make me understand it wasn’t my fault.”

“I’m sorry.”

“Hey. No problem. I won’t say I’m over it. I’ll always have memories. I just have to think of the good parts, like Rosy. Jerry’s the one who brought her home. She was just a tiny ball of red fur. He named her Rose Red. You know, Snow White’s sister. We quickly shortened it to Rosy.”

He put his arm around my shoulder and kissed me. He placed his other hand on my let. His fingers brushed my dick through my jeans; I felt myself harden. When the kiss ended, he looked into my eyes, “Danny, I told you you’d have one more chance to say no. This is it. Yes or no?”

I was trembling as I turned away from his steady gaze and lowered my eyes, “I don’t know.”

I took a deep breath, “In one way, I want to say yes, but another part of me wants to say no.”

“Okay. Why do you want to say yes?”

I swallowed and tried to stop shaking, “Two reasons. A good reason and a bad one.”

“Bad one first.”

“I’m curious about sex, and I think I’m ready for it.”

“Okay. What’s the good reason?”

I know I blushed again, “I’ve had a good time with you today. I like you. I want to stay with you.”

“So what’s the reason to say no?”

I raised my eyes to his, “There’re two reasons for that also. You know I’ve never done this, and I’m very nervous and a little scared. The other reason is that I’ve had a good time with you today. I like you. I want to stay, but, I’m afraid that, if I do, I may never see you again.” I shrugged and continued, “If I stay, this is apt to be a one-time-only thing.”

Mike took my face between his hands, “Danny, at first I thought you were just a cute kid that I’d like to have sex with. The longer we’ve been together today, the more I’ve wanted to know more about you. This is not a one-time-only unless you want it to be. As to the nervousness and being scared, I promise not to do anything you don’t want me to.”

He kissed me again, “I have to take Rosy out for a final time tonight and then put her in her kennel.”

He stood up, “There’s the front door, and you have your car keys. If you decide to stay, the bedroom is the first door on the right. It was hot and dusty at Pride and I intend to have a shower before bed. If you’d like one, there are clean towels on the racks; help yourself.”

He laid his cell phone on the coffee table, “Here’s my cell phone. Whether you stay or whether you go, put your name and phone number in it so I can find you.”

He leaned over and kissed me once more, then headed for the back door, “Come on, Rosy. Outside.”

I watched him walk out of the house. I reached down, picked up the phone, and keyed in my name, address, and phone number. I took a deep breath, stood up, and walked into the bedroom. I looked at the king-sized bed covered with a deep blue comforter. There was a night stand on each side of the bed. On one of them I saw a tube of lubricant and a pile of condoms. I gulped, and I know I must have turned a little white. I went into the bathroom, took off my clothes, and opened the shower door. I just looked at it with my mouth open for a few seconds. The shower was about four feet square with two shower heads on each of the three walls. One was at a level over my head and the other about shin high. Along the length of one side was a bench. I turned on the top sprayer opposite the door and stepped under it.

There was a bar of scented soap in a dish. I recognized the fragrance of a well-known man’s cologne. A bottle of shampoo sat on the bench. It had the same scent I had picked up from Mike’s hair when he kissed me. I used the shampoo and was rinsing my hair when I felt a draft as the door opened, and Mike stepped in behind me. I could feel and smell the warm, sweaty maleness of him. I got a flutter of nerves in the pit of my stomach. He turned on the other five shower heads, put his arms around me, and pulled me close. The water from the lower shower heads sprayed in an upward direction and hit my crotch while the upper nozzles sprayed my chest and shoulders. He placed his hands on my chest and his fingers played with my nipples as he kissed the back of my neck. I could feel his shaft hard against my back. I leaned my head back against him. He nibbled on my ear and whispered, “Do I have permission to nibble some more?”

My breaths were short and fast, and my voice shook as I whispered back, “Yes.”

He held out his hand, “Give me the soap.”

I placed the bar of soap in his hand. He first lathered my chest then lowered his hand and lathered my cock and balls with the bar of soap. When he had finished washing there, he started soaping my back. His hand went lower, “Spread your legs a little, Danny.”

I did and he slipped his hand between my legs. My insides were trembling as I felt him probe my asshole. No one had touched me there since I was a baby in diapers. I felt myself stretch as he gently inserted his finger a little way inside me. All the time, his mouth and tongue were kissing, nibbling, and licking my neck and ears. He stopped and stepped back and I felt his hand between us as he soaped himself.

“Turn around, Danny.”

I turned toward him and he turned his back to me and handed me the soap. I soaped his back raising suds, and he said, “Go on down, Danny.”

I washed him as he had done me. I felt the strength in the muscles of his thighs. As I lathered between his ass cheeks, I felt him quiver under my fingers. He turned to face me, pulled me to him, and kissed me. His kisses before this had been gentle and soft. This time, he pried my lips open with his tongue and entered my mouth. He tasted like beer and popcorn. As our tongues met, I felt something deep inside that I had never felt before, and my body responded with a jerk. Without breaking the kiss, he reached around me and turned off the water. With his lips still on mine, he lifted me so he did not have to lean over. Some instinct told me to wrap my legs around him and I did. We finally broke the kiss and he whispered into my ear, “You’re quite a little monkey, aren’t you?”

I laid my head on his shoulder and nuzzled my face into the soft damp hair. He opened the shower door and stepped out carrying me. He pulled a towel off the rack and wrapped it around us both. It was almost as large as a blanket. He carried me to the bed where I noticed the spread and top sheet had been turned down, “You’ll have to get down, Danny.”

I lowered my legs, and he laid me down on the bed on top of the towel. I was trembling as he lay down beside me and placed his hand on my stomach, “You’re trembling. Are you afraid of me, Danny?”

My voice quivered, “Not of you really. I’m more apprehensive about what you’re going to do than I am afraid.”

“Lie back and let me love you. Remember I’m not going to do anything you don’t want me to. All you have to do is say stop.”

I reached up and placed my open palm on his face. “I trust you.”

“Maybe you shouldn’t.”

He lowered his mouth to mine and again our tongues met and mingled. He moved to my neck with his kisses and then went lower. When he reached my chest, he circled my nipples with his tongue. My breaths continued to be short and shallow. I could not hold back my moan of pleasure.

“That’s right, Danny. Let me know what you like.”

It seemed forever that he played with my nipples with his tongue and lightly nipped at them with his teeth. He went lower and his tongue slowly traced a path down the middle of my torso to my navel. His hand fondled my dick. Flicking across the tip then encircling it and stroking it the way I’ve done many times myself. His fingers rubbed the opening behind my balls that was itching for him. As he trailed his mouth on down from my navel to the most intimate part of my body, I felt like I was going to explode. He flicked his tongue across the slit of my shaft. I squirmed in pleasure. He lifted his head and i felt him shift as he reached over to the night stand. He came back to me and took my cock into his mouth. At the same time, I felt his hand again and I felt cool moisture enter me as he squeezed lube into me. He rubbed the lube around and into my anxious and ready asshole and followed it with first one finger then two.

I could feel the muscles at the back of his throat around the tip of my dick. I was fighting to keep from shooting and said, “I can’t hold it much longer.”

He lifted his head a bit and kissed my stomach, “It’s okay to let go.” He took me back into his mouth as deep as he could. His lips actually touched my body. I couldn’t wait any longer. As I emptied myself into his throat, I felt him swallow. He moved slowly back up my body to my mouth all the time keeping his fingers inside me. We kissed a few times, and then he raised himself up on his knees.

“Open your legs, Danny.”

I spread my legs and he knelt between them. It was the first time I really got a good look at him. I guess he heard my sharp intake of breath because he asked, “What’s wrong?”

“I…I don’t think I’ve ever seen a cock that big except on the gay porn sites.”

He smiled lopsidedly, “Do you think you can handle it?”

“Well, it’s bigger than the dildo I play with, but I’ll try.”

“You have a dildo? Where did you get a dildo?”

“There are places where you can order them

“Aren’t you supposed to be twenty-one?”

“It’s eighteen and they don’t check. They just ask.” I shrugged, “I lied. You don’t have to show an ID.”

He laughed. I reached up and entwined my shaking fingers in his chest hair. I touched one of his nipple rings. He asked. “Do you remember what I told you those rings are for?”

I nodded and he leaned down until I could reach him with my tongue. I duplicated what he had done to my nipples, nipping and licking until I heard him moan.

He rose back up. I looked at him and saw that his eyes were dark and heavy with the same passion I was feeling.

I very cautiously reached out and touched his hard, hot dick. I rubbed the end of it the way he had mine and then tried to encircle it with my hand, “It’s so big I can’t get my fingers to touch my thumb.”

I watched as he again reached over on the night stand. He opened a condom and put it on his swollen shaft. He took one of my legs and lifted my foot to his shoulder then did the same with the other one. He squeezed some more lube into me and I felt the tip of his dickhead start to enter me. I held my breath as he slowly inched his way in. I could feel myself stretching to accommodate him. “Just relax, Danny. Let me know if it hurts.”

When he was completely inside me, I felt myself becoming aroused again. He fondled my balls and cock as he moved slowly in and out. All too soon I felt him withdraw completely. He leaned down and kissed me. I guess he must have seen disappointment on my face, “Don’t worry, Monkey. We’re not done yet. Roll over on your tummy.”

I did as he said.

“Now pull your knees up under you.”

Again, I did as he instructed. He entered me from the back. I felt his mouth on my shoulders and his hand reached under me to encircle my dick again. His hand worked on me faster and faster until I couldn’t hold it anymore and I came again. He let go and started moving in and out of me faster and harder. I could feel his balls hitting mine. Suddenly he pushed in as far as he could and I felt his balls throb as he emptied himself into me.

He pulled out of me and collapsed beside me. We were both breathing heavily. I straightened my legs out from under me and rolled to my side facing him. I felt complete, like a part of me that had been missing was found. He stroked my face, “Are you okay, Monkey? Did I hurt you?”

“Yes. No. I don’t think I can talk.”

“Yes, No?”

“Yes, I’m okay. No, you didn’t hurt me.”

When I could finally breathe normally, I whispered, “Thank you.”

“For what?”

“For being so gentle. For making my first time so wonderful.”

He grinned and kissed me. I kissed him back and then snuggled my face into his chest hair.

He kissed the top of my head, “Go to sleep, Monkey.”

“I’m not sure I can. I haven’t slept in the same bed as another person for over ten years.”

“Just so you know. Not all men you sleep with will be snugglers like I am. Most guys will just jump you then roll over and try not to touch you in their sleep. I like to hold the man I just made love with. Another thing, we didn’t just have sex. There’s a difference between having sex and making love to each other.”

He stroked my back, “Sex is something you can have in a back alley, the park, or a restroom at the mall. Making love is something that takes time.”

As we cuddled and stroked each others backs, my cell phone rang. I looked at the clock on the stand behind him and saw that it was almost midnight. I knew the call was Dad.

“You’d better answer it, Monkey.”

My clothes were still in the bathroom where I’d removed them. I was a little self conscious as I walked across the room nude. I pulled the phone out of my pocket, “Hi, Dad.”

“Are you okay?”

“Yeah. I’m sorry I should have called you earlier.”

“Where are you?”

“I’m with a friend. Some of us were watching movies and the time got away from me. I think I’m going to crash here; I’m too tired to drive.”

“Danny, you haven’t been drinking, have you?”

“No. Mike told me I’m too young and wouldn’t let me have beer. All I’ve had is soda.”

“So, you’re at this Mike’s house?”

“Yeah. A bunch of us came here when the thunderstorm came up.”

“Okay. Just be careful.”

“I will, Dad. We’ll talk when I get home. Goodnight.”

“Goodnight, Son.”

I hung up the phone and found Mike standing in the door to the bathroom. He stepped toward me, “You didn’t tell your dad the whole story.”

“Like what?”

“That everyone else has gone home but you.”

“I’ll tell him everything tomorrow.”

“Everything?”

“Everything.”

He picked me up the way he had in the shower and kissed me. I wrapped my legs around him and he carried me back to the bed where we made love again.

Oh, I know. A lot of people don’t think that sex between two men can be love. But that’s the only way I can describe what Mike did to me.

Afterwards, I snuggled close to him and we slept.

* * *

 

The next morning I woke up needing to use the bathroom. I felt like I was in a vise. I was wrapped tightly in Mike’s arms with his leg over mine and my face against his chest. I could feel the hardness of his arousal against me. I squirmed a bit and said, “Mike.”

“What?”

“I need to get up for a minute.”

He loosened his hold on me, “Okay. But hurry back.”

When I came back to the bed, he lifted the covers and I snuggled back down into his arms. “Do you know what I feel like?”

He reached down and started rubbing my dick, “No, what?”

“When I was about five-years-old, my parents took me and my sister to a carnival. Dad played a game and won two teddy bears. He gave me the larger one that was almost as big as I was and gave the smaller one to my sister. For years, I slept with that teddy bear wrapped in my arms with my face snuggled in its fur.”

I laughed and snuggled closer into his chest and nipped at the rings on his nipples, “I thought I was too old to sleep with a teddy bear, but I just changed my mind.”

He rolled over on top of me and spread my legs apart with his. “So I’m a teddy bear, am I?”

He raised himself up like he was doing a push-up and looked into my eyes, “Why me, Danny?”

“What do you mean?”

“I saw you looking our way when you sat down on the grass. Why me?”

I shrugged, “There was something about you that pulled at me. When I came out to my two best friends, they ask me what type of man I wanted. I told them I wanted and older man with a lot of body hair. When I saw you, you fit my idea of the perfect man.”

“What if I hadn’t been what you thought?”

“I wouldn’t have stayed last night. I may not have even come with you.”

He started tickling me. He reached for the lube and a condom, and entered me again. I felt as though I wanted him inside me all of the time.

As we cuddled afterward, he said, “I don’t know about you, but I’m ready for a shower.”

I nodded, “Me too.”

We got up and walked into the bathroom. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw him pick up a condom from the night stand. We stepped into the shower and he turned on all six jets. We washed each other the way we had the night before. As I lathered him, I felt his cock expand beneath my hands. I hadn’t looked at him closely last night. Now I noticed a scar at the base of his dick. It was nearly covered by his pubic hair. He rinsed himself and sat down on the bench. He pulled me toward him and started sucking me. I had a hard time standing up. After I came, he put the condom he had brought with him on himself and stood up. He lifted me and I wrapped my legs around him. He pushed me against the wall of the shower and entered me. I buried my face in the hair on his shoulder and held on.

I heard a voice from outside the door, “Hey, Mike. Are you two going to stay in there all day?” It was Daryl.

We were both moaning as he pounded into me. Daryl said, “Don’t tell me you two are doing it in the shower.”

Mike let out a louder moan and released into me. All I could think was, “Wow!”

He called out, “Daryl, wait in the living room. We’ll be out in a few minutes.”

I was breathing hard as he said, “Okay, Monkey, get down.”

“I don’t think I can stand up.”

He sat down on the bench with me on his lap and said, “I can’t either.”

As we both struggled to catch our breath he asked, “Are you okay?”

As I nuzzled into his neck I replied, “I don’t think I’ll ever be okay again.”

I pulled back and looked into his eyes, “Mike, I noticed a scar next to your dick. How did you get it? It looks like a burn of some kind.”

“Danny, if you stick around long enough maybe someday I’ll tell you how I got it. It was a very dark time in my life that I would rather not talk about.”

He kissed me again.

I finally got off his lap and we stood up. He turned off the shower and reached outside the door for towels. I wrapped one around me. Mike was drying his hair as he stepped out of the shower. It didn’t seem to bother him that he was nude and that Daryl was there.

Daryl was looking at the trash can beside the bed, “How many are in there?”

Mike asked, “How many what?”

“Condoms. It looks like a lot.”

Mike shrugged, “I don’t know how many are left on the stand? I started with half a dozen.”

Daryl gasped, “There’s only one left. You used five condoms last night. Danny, can you sit down?”

I was blushing as I ignored his question. I walked over to where my clothes were, picked up my underwear, and started to put it on. Mike stopped me, “You really don’t want to put on dirty underwear, do you?”

“I don’t think I have much choice.”

“Wait a minute.”

He walked out of the bedroom. When he returned, he was carrying the package he had purchased at Pride the day before, “Here.”

I opened the package. Inside was a pair of underwear like the boy had been modeling, the ones that were transparent. I know I looked astonished, “You expect me to wear these?”

“Why not? Who’s going to see but me?”

“Well, for one thing, Daryl’s here.”

“He won’t mind; will you, Daryl?”

I blushed, “I might.”

Mike grinned, “Have I told you how cute you are when you blush?”

He turned to Daryl, “I guess he’s a little shy. Why don’t you wait in the living room with Steve? On second thought, why don’t you go take care of Rosy? We’ll get dressed and go out and get some breakfast.”

Daryl shook his head, “He’ll have to get over being shy if he’s going to hang around with us. That bed of yours would hold four as easily as it would three. Of course, there’s always the floor.”

He left. I looked at Mike quizzically, “What did he mean by that?”

“Oh, Steve and Daryl keep trying to get me to indulge in a three way. I keep telling them I prefer one man at a time.”

“But I thought they were partners.”

“They are, but they have a semi-open relationship. They’ll play with other people as long as they are both there.”

I just looked at him and shook my head, “I don’t think I would like that kind of relationship. I want a monogamous relationship.”

As I turned my back and proceeded to get dressed, Mike said, “That’s the way I feel. One man at a time. That’s the way Jerry and I were until he got into the drugs. Then I wasn’t enough for him.”

I had the underwear on when he said, “Hold it. Turn around. I want to see what it looks like on you.”

I blushed as I turned to look at him.

He smiled, “I knew you’d look good in those. And there you go blushing again.”

He reached down and ran his hand along my dick through the underwear.

“Uh, Mike. Can we go back to bed?”

“I wish. I wish Steve and Daryl weren’t here.”

He stepped back away from me, “Besides, I don’t know about you, but after the workout I’ve had in the last few hours, I’m hungry. I need to eat to keep my strength up.”

I put my arms around his neck and kissed him, “Me, too.”

We finished dressing and joined Steve and Daryl. It was decided we would go to a pancake house at a mall a few miles away.

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