Date: Thu, 21 Mar 2002 20:04:44 +0000
From: Ben nobody <ben_sc@hotmail.com>
Subject: Berto's Roses- Part XXXIV Beginnings

Berto's Roses

By Ben

Part XXXIV

"Uh, do I need to excuse myself?" Asked Bob. He was clearly uncomfortable.

"No Bob, please stay there and be comfortable. Jake would you please come
with me?"

"Okaaay, see you later Bob." Jake had a look on his face that told me he
didn't have a clue as to what was bothering me. His insensitivity really
pissed me off.

He followed me to my room. I closed the door and sat on the bed. He sat
beside me and took my hand.  "Ben, something is wrong. I did something to
upset you and I don't know what it is. Whatever I did, I'm sorry."

I swallowed hard and looked at him, holding up my finger to indicate that I
needed him to be quiet and let me talk. I really don't like confrontations,
but sometimes they are unavoidable. I just wanted to get what I wanted to
say out, without a bunch of empty words, apologizing for something he
didn't understand to be wrong.

"Let me just say a few things, please, Jake."

He nodded and I continued. "I don't understand just what happened here a
while ago. You have never been so rough with me or so totally
controlling. I didn't like it, and frankly, it scared me. Always before,
you were gentle and loving. It's like you were a mad man, Jake."

Tears filled Jake's eyes. "Oh, Ben, I am so sorry if I hurt you. Are you
all right?"

"Physically I'm fine. My ass can take a lot. My heart can't and,
emotionally, I'm in turmoil. What the hell happened, Jake?"

"I'm sorry Ben. I was just really turned on by Ricky, and then the pics of
him and Jose. They're really hot, man. I just got a little carried away."

"Yeah, I guess you did. You brute-fucked me. I can deal with that from time
to time, but you really have to have my consent in the matter and I kind of
have to be in the mood, you know?"

Jake squeezed my hand and looked directly into my eyes. "Ben, I'm really
sorry. I shouldn't have treated you that way. I definitely wasn't thinking
with the big head this afternoon. Can you forgive me?  Please?"  Looking at
his pleading, handsome face. The tears in his eyes, the sincerity melted my
heart. I pulled him to me in a tight hug. "Yes, you big asshole. I forgive
you. But if it ever happens again, you're the hell out of here, and don't
come back. Next time is the last time."

"There won't be a next time. Not without your say so. Are you sure I didn't
hurt you?"

I kissed his lips. "Yeah, I'm fine. I can definitely tell you were in
there, but no damage, I promise.  So you have the hots for Ricky, huh? You
know if he weren't so damned good looking, I would have to be jealous."

"Uh, yeah, I really do. I don't know just what it is, but he really does it
for me."

"He "does it" for me too, my friend. As far as a four-way with him and
Jose, I'd have to check with them, of course. Jose can be a bit jealous at
times, but believe me when I tell you, Ricky's heart belongs to him. I have
been with them, together and separately, and they are both hot Latin
lovers. I can guarantee you that you won't be disappointed if they are
interested."

"Do you think they would be?" Jake asked excitedly. His facial expression
reminded me of a young boy talking about a new bicycle.

"Why wouldn't they be? They already know me and you, my friend, are hotter
than hell."

"Well now, then that makes two of us. Four, if you count Ricky and Jose."

"Flattery will get you anywhere. I'll see about setting something up, but I
think it's best if we go to San Augustin rather than having them come
here. I'm not sure how Manuella would feel about having and orgy here."

"Whatever you think is best. Hey, will flattery get me some supper? I'm
starving."

"I think Manuella would give you anything you wanted. All you have to do is
hint in the general direction."

"Good, I'll start hinting now."

I stood up and walked to the door. Jake caught up to me and grabbed me in a
hug from behind. He worked his hands into my front pockets and nearly
pulled my shorts down in the front while he lavished kisses on my neck and
shoulders.

We walked that way toward the kitchen and could smell the wonderful aroma
of Manuella's cooking. I led us out to the sunroom. Bob was still there,
nursing a second Corona.

"Well, you two look like you're doing better than the last time I saw
you. Is everything alright now?"

"Yeah, we're fine. Aren't we?" Jake asked me, hopefully.

"Yeah, we're cool. " I turned my head and gave him a kiss.

"You guys look like a gay poster standing there like that with the sun
starting to set behind you."  Bob remarked. Wish I had a camera, I'd take
your picture."

"Well, if you're serious, you can use my digital. It's right there in my
room."

Bob hopped up, went and got my camera, then started shooting photos. He had
us pose several different ways. He even had us take our shirts off. I had
Jake stand in the foreground for those as his body is much more defined
than mine.

Bob suggested some nude shots but I wasn't going to do it. I asked Jake and
he said "Sure, where do you want me?"

I took over the camera and took several shots of Jake in various places. By
the hot tub, in the garden, with the house in the back ground, by the wall
at the beach. I thought they would look great on the web site. Bob wanted
some erection shots and volunteered to do the "fluffing duties.

I gave Jake a questioning look. He nodded his assent, and I decided it was
best to take it on the other side of the beach wall, just in case Manuella
wandered out. Bob dropped to his knees and sucked Jake's cock until it was
hard and shiny them backed away.  I snapped photos while Jake made some
amazing poses. Some were sexy, some were obscene, but he was having a great
time with it, and I was going to have some hot photos to look at when he
had to go back to Jacksonville.

Bob didn't have to do any more fluffing as Jake stayed rock hard as he
posed. I could tell he was disappointed and wanted to finish Jake off. That
was up to Jake. When I had gotten every possible angle of Jake's entire
body, I cried enough and left to check when supper would be ready.

Manuella was putting the food on the table when I entered the
sunroom. "Where is Senor Roberto and Jacob?" She asked.

"Um, they're at the beach. They should be coming in a minute." I winced at
my poor choice of words. "Let me help you finish getting everything."

I carried the plates and silverware while Manuella brought the drinks. We
had just set the table when Jake and Bob strolled up. Bob was wearing a
shit-eating grin and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. Jake sat
down heavily in his chair and took a big gulp of his Corona.

They both seemed a little winded as we began our meal. We talked about the
adobe mason coming the next day. I asked Jake if he might like to take a
trip to San Augustin for the weekend. His eyes lit up at the possibility.
I decide to call Ricky after supper and see if he and Jose would mind
entertaining.

I also arranged for Jake to help Manuella set up an email account so she
could communicate with Berto. She seemed a little apprehensive until
"Jacob" assured her that she would have no problems with the computer. Jake
and I helped clear the table and clean up the kitchen, so Manuella could
get to work on line right away.

I called Ricky on my cell phone and kind of invited Jake and myself. He was
all for it. As a matter of fact, he had been talking to Jose about having
us up before Jake had to leave.

"We will have the whole place to ourselves as Papa is in Mexico City for
two weeks and Carla will on a weekend trip with her university friends. I
think she said that Berto was going, too, so you won't be able to see him
this time."

I was a little disappointed that I wouldn't see Berto, but the weekend
sounded like it was going to be a blast. I was going to have to get plenty
of sleep for the next two nights. I would need the rest. We rang off and I
walked into the bedroom. Manuella was already gone.

The room was dark save for the flames of about twenty candles. Jake had
strategically placed them so that their glow reflected off the mirrors and
lit up the soft white comforter on the big bed. I didn't see Jake, so I
walked into the bathroom. He was standing next to the full bathtub, wearing
only a fundoshi, like Japanese men where under their clothing. His hair was
wet and I cold smell his clean skin, fresh from the shower.  Jake took my
hands and gently kissed my lips. He then lifted my shirt up and over my
head. He slowly removed my shorts and briefs and kissed me again. He
surprised me by lifting me and carefully placing me in the tub, which was
also lined with lit candles.

The water was very warm and Jake had added bath oil to water. The fragrance
was not overwhelming and it was masculine. Jake bathed my body gently and
thoroughly, kissing my exposed wet flesh as his hands roamed everywhere.

When he was satisfied that I was clean and relaxed. He helped me to step
out and lovingly dried me with a warm, thirsty towel. Then he took my hand
and led me into the bedroom. He placed me face down on the bed, stipped and
climbed up to straddle my legs.

He leaned over, kissed my shoulders and whispered into my ear. "This
afternoon was for me.  Tonight is just for you."

Jake gave me the most wonderful full body massage. He used his hands and
lips to relax me, while, at the same time heightening my sensitivity to
touch. After he finished my shoulders, back, butt and legs, he turned me
over.

He started at my feet and worked his way upwards.  When his hands met my
genitals, he bent his head down and engulfed my entire cock into his
mouth. His tongue swirled and danced around my cock. I was so hard! He slid
up and pressed his hard cock against mine while he finished my massage.


Jake raised him self up on his knees, held my face gently with his
fingertips, and covered my mouth, cheeks, ears, eyelids, throat and
shoulders with light sexy kisses. I opened my eyes and he was staring at me
in that way he always did whenever we made love.

Bending his knees and moving backward, he brought his asshole into direct
contact with my cock head. With slow, steady pressure, he sheathed my cock
with his body.  When I was fully in, he bent down to kiss me, long and
sensuously. His tongue wrestling with mine as he began using his hips to
pull himself almost all the way off of me before pushing slowly down to the
hilt.

Jake sat back forcing as much of my cock up inside him as he could. His
dark eyes never left mine, never seemed to blink, as he rode me slowly. I
could feel every inch of his rectum and then the bulge of his prostate rub
against my cock. I was so ready to cum, I wanted to push up into him
faster. He shook his head and said, "Shhh, relax, let me do this."

It was wonderful and maddening, and hot and sweet at the same time. Jake's
hands touched my body everywhere he could reach while he continued
torturing my cock with his hot ass. He went on and on and I was building to
one hell of an orgasm. Whenever I got too close, he would stop and let me
calm down for a bit.

Jake to edge ten or twelve times. I began begging him. "Please let me
cum. I can't do this much longer, Jake." Not a word, not a sound from
him. He just kept staring and fucking himself on my cock. It was like an
endless roller coaster ride, and I just knew I was going to have a stroke
if he didn't let me cum soon.

The next time I peaked, he didn't stop, he kept up his slow, steady rhythm
and I crashed over the edge. My entire body shook uncontrollably as my
orgasm took me. My cock blasted volley after volley of semen into Jake. He
still held my eyes with his as I felt warm slashes hitting my chest and
neck. I looked down, momentarily and watched cum shoot from Jake's cock,
heading for my chest in a large glob.

Jake leaned over and licked his cum from my chest and neck while still
gripping my cock with his asshole. When I was clean, he covered my mouth
with his and moved his ass rapidly up and down my slimy cock. I was amazed
that he was bringing me to a second, almost immediate orgasm. More cum
flowed into him and I gripped his hands hard as we rode out my spasms.

Slowly, carefully, Jake raised himself up and off my cock. He lay down at
my side, wrapping his strong arms around me and planting tender kisses on
my shoulder. "I'm so sorry I hurt you today." He whispered. I turned to
face him and saw a single tear build on the bridge of his nose then slide
of onto my arm.

I drew him into a hug and whispered into his ear. "It's okay, baby. I'm
fine. That was wonderful."  We soon drifted off to sleep in the pale glow
of the candles, our bodies wrapped in a tangle of arms and legs.


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