Date: Mon, 6 Apr 2015 06:27:24 +0200
From: Rick Masters <succum@gmx.com>
Subject: Birthday Dare 27

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Birthday Dare

Chapter 27

By the time we got to Friday I had all my chores done and everything that I
had planned to get done during the holiday completed as well. To achieve
that meant that I had missed getting to see Mike during the morning
visiting hours and had to catch the bus in to see him for the afternoon
time slot so that I would have time to get home and get ready for Carrie's
party. When I got to Mike his bed was curtained off and an enquiry at the
nurse's station only informed me that he would be ready soon and they
suggested I just sit and wait. I had only been sitting for about five
minutes when they pulled back the curtains and took away a dressing trolley
and I was able to go in and see him. Mike was not looking too happy and I
asked what was wrong.

"I've only gone and got an infection and they will not let me go home until
it is sorted." He complained.

"Shit Mike, I'm sorry. I was so looking forward to being able to come and
visit you without having to catch a bus." I said hoping my silly comment
might help to lighten the mood.

"Yeah and old Bob kicked the bucket this morning too." Mike added.

I looked over and only then realised that the bed next to Mike's was
empty. "Oh shame, were any of his family with him when he went?" I asked.

"I don't think he had any family. At least none came to visit him. He only
ever had that one guy you saw, who was his carer, and the vicar come to
visit him." Mike said. I think Mike had grown quite fond of the old man and
I think he chatted with the old man a bit while they were lying in their
beds next to each other. Also I was never quite sure if his name was Bob,
or Robert, or if that was just a name Mike used to refer to him after he
had passed away.

With the old man gone it was easier to slip a hand under the covers and
help Mike out once more and get my head into play when the time came so
that there were no tell-tale signs left behind. When I had finished I asked
Mike about the male nurse and if he had been bathed by him yet but Mike
said that as he was on nights he had only been able to speak to him a
little bit and had no idea how he would react if Mike showed his interest
while being bathed.

"Anyway you go and have fun tonight and don't worry about me. The infection
will clear up in a day or two they say and then I should be ready to have
the stitches out before I even go home so that I will not have to return to
have that done." Mike informed me.

"Well that would be a help but I could always come and give you a bed bath
if you want." I told him.

"Yeah, but I am not sure I spend that much time every day on making myself
look beautiful." Mike said grinning.

"Look I know I am not that fast with doing the make-up but if you let me
practice on you some more I will get faster." I teased.

"Shut up you dufus." Mike retorted.

"Anyway, look, I'll come and see you tomorrow morning if I manage to escape
from Carrie's clutches and we will talk about what we can do when they
eventually let you out of here." I said as I stood up because they had rung
the bell to signify that visiting hours were over. I bent down and gave
Mike a kiss full on his lips and as I straightened up I saw one of the
nurses looking at me; she smiled as soon as she saw that I had noticed her
and then turned and went on her way; I told Mike about the nurse and left
to catch the bus home again.

It did not take me long to pack my bag for the night and then I went and
had a good long shower letting my hand take care of the need I had built up
when helping Mike with his need. I thought that at least by doing it
beforehand, it would help me to last a bit longer if anything happens at
the party. Remembering the agreement we had made I pulled on my jeans
without underwear on and started looking through my cupboard to decide
which shirt I should wear. Making my selection I got a pair of trainer
socks out of my drawer and put my socks and shoes on and was ready to go as
soon as dad got home from work. The arrangements that had been made were
that Dad would take me over as soon as he got home so that I could get my
sleeping arrangements sorted before the party started and also have some
time to relax a bit with Carrie before the other guests arrived.  I think
the latter part of that was Carrie's arranging. One of Carrie's parents
would take me to the hospital the next day to visit Mike and mum or dad
would pick me up from the hospital. Originally they were going to take me
home but with Mike still being in hospital the plans were altered
slightly. I was okay with most of the plan but was not too sure about
having to relax a bit with Carrie before the party started. But those
arrangements had been made by our parents and I did not get much say in
them other than to agree; or plan on getting a bus with my overnight bag in
tow behind me. For the first time in my life I was kind of hoping that Dad
would get held up in traffic or have to work a bit later than usual, but
alas that was not to be as dad actually got home about fifteen minutes
earlier than he usually did. After a quick greeting to me and mum he had me
get my stuff in the car and we were off. What I did not know at that time
was that with the house to themselves for the whole night, mum and dad had
made plans for themselves which included taking in a show and enjoying each
other's company without fear of interruption for the rest of the
night. While I am pretty sure that included some passionate if not wild sex
I cannot really say as I never asked for details and none were ever
offered.

My arrival at Carrie's house was met with some relief and some joy. There
was mild pandemonium as they all ran around trying to get things
ready. Kevin stopped whatever he was doing and after greeting me took me
through the kitchen and the utility room and opening a door off the utility
room he showed me into another room that was small but had a bed and a
little bathroom off it. The bathroom had a small shower and wash hand basin
with a toilet bowel so crammed in that you basically had to straddle the
toilet bowl to reach the basin if you wanted to lean over it to brush your
teeth and while sitting on the bowl, you could use the side of the basin as
an armrest. "This is where you will be sleeping. And if you feel like going
for a walk, there is this door that leads directly outside and you can get
some fresh air. I want to thank you for still sleeping over in the
circumstances because it means a lot to Carrie. I know that the two of you
are good friends and it is never going to go further than that, but as much
as I would approve if the two of you did start dating I also appreciate
that Carrie has a male friend who is not expecting her to put out all the
time for him. Oh and don't worry about how sex starved she appears to be. I
know that she and the other girls have had some fun with you guys; they
just can't seem to keep their voices down to a whisper that can't be heard
over the roar of a jet engine." Kevin smiled as he said that and I burst
out laughing.

"I told her the other day that her whisper could be heard in the next ward
of the hospital." I said letting Kevin know that I understood where he was
coming from and that he had not eavesdropped so much as had the information
forced on him.

"Oh and because Carrie needed someone to talk to, she confided in me that
you and Mike might be in a relationship. You don't need to tell me
anything, all I want you to know is that if that is the case it will not
make a blind bit of difference to the way we feel about you. Carrie's
mother and I have seen how kind you have been to Carrie and how much she
enjoys being with you and talking with you and we appreciate that and are
grateful for it too." Kevin said holding up his hand at the appropriate
part to stop me answering his unspoken question.

I was blushing at the praise and thanks from Kevin and was not too sure
what to say other than "thank you" and so just moved over towards the bed
and dropped my bag onto it.

"Well I will leave you to get settled in and thank you for providing me the
opportunity for a little break from two organising women who seem to
contradict both themselves and each other with every decision and order
given but I guess I had better get back out there to try and make some
sense out of some of it." Kevin said smiling.

I patted the top of my bag and said, "I'm settled in; I'll come and give
you a hand. Maybe two logical brains can get it sorted a bit faster."

"Ah thank you, but you might regret it." Kevin said smiling and the two of
us left the room and headed back into the maelstrom of the storm that only
two people who have not planned together can cause.

When we got out there the two girls were in a proper panic and it took
Kevin banging a bottle down on the table to get them quiet enough so that
we could find out what still needed doing and get on with it. As it turned
out they were in more of a panic of having enough time to get themselves
ready than to have the party stuff ready so Kevin told them to go off and
start on getting ready and to leave the party stuff to him and me and we
would get it sorted while they made themselves look prettier than they
already were.

Once the two girls had gone, Kevin said we should open the sliding doors
that were between the lounge and the conservatory and then we could move
the furniture around to try and get all the seating around the walls to
leave some space in the middle for dancing. We worked together to manhandle
the settee's back against the walls and pulled the armchairs and dining
room chairs along with some folding chairs into the gaps that were
available and ended up with enough seats against the walls that there did
not need to be any in the middle of the room. The stereo system that was
going to be used to provide the music was quite compact and so fitted in
between two chairs comfortably and Kevin put on some music for us to listen
to while we carried on with the work. I did not know what it was he had put
on but found that I really liked it even though I knew it was not modern
and up to date and so asked him what it was.

"Ah Steve, your education is sadly lacking if you have to ask me that. This
is some of the finest music from my most favourite classical composer,
Johan Strauss and this particular piece of music is a waltz known as the
"Blue Danube"". Kevin told me.

"It is beautiful and very restful." I said.

"Well I am glad you appreciate it and have not just turfed it out because
it is more than two years old." Kevin said. And then as the next piece of
music started he told me it was a polka and went on to explain a bit about
classical music and some of the composers. "There are some pieces of music
you might recognise because you have heard them used on the radio or
television and in commercials but not know that they are only part of a
larger composition. And other pieces are more famous because they are so
pleasant to listen to like Vivaldi's Four Season Concerto. If there is time
I will play that for you and you can tell me if you recognise it and if you
like it too." By this time we had moved from the lounge into the dining
room and were setting out disposable plates and cups along with
serviettes. Kevin explained that by using that there would not be so much
washing up and all the food would be things that could be eaten with the
fingers rather than using cutlery. This was followed with carrying in a
large plastic tube and putting a load of cool drinks into it and dumping
several bags of ice on top of the bottles of drink.  Again this was going
to be a party without any alcohol which was fine by me. I thought I would
cope better if I remained sober. All that was left now to do was put out
the eats and girls had insisted that they would do that and so we moved out
to the conservatory to sit for a bit while the girls were still getting
ready. Kevin excused himself and got up and left the room. A few moments
later he returned and had two beers in his hands. He offered one to me and
said, "Here you can have a drink before the party starts as a thank you for
the help. But once other guests get here there will be no alcohol. I am not
risking some underage binge drinkers on my property.

Kevin then put on the Vivaldi cd and we listened to the first of the four
seasons concertos played beautifully by the Austrian philharmonic orchestra
and I found I could not stop myself from moving my hands in time to the
music. Like the Strauss we had been listening to while we worked this music
was soft and relaxing and a new experience for me. But one which I would
now pursue and introduce Mike to.

Carrie's mother was the first to emerge from the bedroom end of the house
and she was surprised that we were sitting down with all the work done and
she moved off into the kitchen to set about getting the eats sorted. We had
finished our beers and I stood up and took Kevin's empty bottle from him to
carry it through to the kitchen to put it in the recycling and offered to
give Carole a hand with the food. She thanked me and told me what she
wanted done and we set to working together on it. A few minutes later Mike
came into the kitchen and told me to go and sit down. I had done enough and
needed some time to relax before the party started so that I could enjoy it
more. I said that I was ok but he would not have it and literally ordered
me out of the kitchen and into the conservatory again. Well I chose to obey
and sat down on one of the cane two seater settees in the conservatory to
relax and listen to some more of Vivaldi's Four Seasons. I was slouched
down on the cushions with my head tipped back over the top edge of the
cushion and my eyes closed letting the music waft over me and fill my
senses with its beauty.

I felt the settee move as someone sat down beside me but was so into the
music that I kept my eyes closed and let the music relax me and put me at
peace with myself. I felt her breath before I heard Carrie ask in,
thankfully, a very soft whisper, "Have you dressed as was agreed?"

"That's for me to know..." I began and Carrie finished it off.

"And for me to find out!" and I felt her hand on my jeans working at my
zip.

I jolted into a more upright position and put my hands down to stop
her. "What if your mum or dad comes through?" I hissed.

"They are tied up for a few minutes with a tricky part of the food
preparation and are waiting for me to go and help them. So I will just find
out and then leave you to sleep to this crap." Carrie said as she struggled
my zip down under my hands and slipped her hand into my fly. Satisfying
herself that there were no underpants in the way she gave me cock a couple
of brief strokes and slipped her hand out and left me with my fly still
open. I quickly made sure my cock was not going to get caught and did my
zip up; and returned to listening to my new found taste in music as I
waited for the other guests to arrive.