Date: Thu, 16 May 2002 18:13:23 +0000
From: Ben nobody <ben_sc@hotmail.com>
Subject: Berto" Roses XXXX-Beginnings

Berto's Roses

By Ben

Part XXXX

Jose and I went to the executive elevator and found ourselves in Don
Chavez's spacious penthouse. We inquired of the houseman there as to the
whereabouts of Ricky or the Don himself, but he had seen neither of them. I
speculated that perhaps a business problem came up which required both of
their attention, but Jose told me that the Don forbids business during the
fiesta.

We went down one floor to our suite and the big room was dark and empty. I
looked toward Ricky and Jose's room and the door was opened, as was the
door to my room which I shared with Jake. Jose walked to the door and
looked inside. He turned to me and smiled, then crooked his finger to
beckon me over to him.

I looked inside and saw Ricky sprawled naked on the bed, sound asleep and
looking so gorgeous that I could have hugged him to death. "There you see,
Jose. He just partied too hard and came up to get some sleep. What did you
two do afternoon while you were supposed to be taking a nap?" I teased.

Jose looked at me questioning and said, "Thank you, Ben for helping me to
find him. I too, am tired and wish to go to bed. Buenos Noches, mi amigo."
He said softly and kissed my cheek before going into the bedroom.

"I can't say as I blame you, considering what you have in your bed." I
whispered after him. I walked across the dark room to the glass door
leading to the wide terrace. I let myself out into the cool night
air. Music still drifted up from the beach, but it was slower and softer
than before.

I looked down and saw Don Chavez leading his beautiful young daughter in a
slow dance. I wondered if Ricky's mother was as lovely as his sister. The
music ended and the crowd below applauded the pair. The Don excused himself
and bid the revelers good night. He also asked them to continue their
celebration in his absence.

I walked back inside and then to my room. My nose was assaulted by the
unmistakable smell of sex- semen and male perspiration. The drapes at the
tall glass doors were open and moonlight flooded the room. Jake lay on the
bed on his back, snoring loudly. There were articles of clothing discarded
everywhere. I opened the doors to let in some fresh air.

I began picking up the clothing, and noticed, not only articles of Jake's
leather Zorro costume, but also Ricky's Matador suit. Had they been up here
fucking all night while the fiesta was going on? I remembered seeing them
walking away together. I also remembered the door to Ricky's room having
been shut when I came into the suite earlier.

What the hell was going on? Jose said he had been looking for Ricky all
night. He obviously didn't know he was with Jake the whole time. What was
Jake doing? Was he intentionally trying to insinuate himself between Ricky
and Jose?  I was going to have to confront him about it. I might have to
talk to Ricky as well. I might be sticking my nose into something that
didn't concern me, but, damn it. Ricky and Jose have a beautiful
relationship and I didn't want to see it damaged.

I put Ricky's costume in the big room and piled Jake's on the long dresser
in our bedroom. I was exhausted and it was late. I stripped of the suede
suit and folded it neatly, then crawled into bed. I had to roll Jake over
because he was snoring so loudly. Besides, he was right in the middle of
the bed.

He roused, slightly. "Ben?" he mumbled.

"Yeah. Who else were you expecting?" I asked, turning away from him.

Jake rolled toward me, snuggled into my back and wrapped his arms around
me.  He kissed me a couple of times on my shoulder and fell back to
sleep. I lay there with his warm body against mine. I was so pissed at him
I wanted to box his ears, but that could wait. I held his hand in mine,
then raised it to my lips. "Shit head." I said, then drifted off to sleep.

Sun light and sea breeze were pouring into the room from the open glass
door when I woke in the morning.  The only sounds were from the surf and
the seagulls. Jake hadn't moved and I was still held in his arms. His hard
cock was pressed deep in my butt crack. It was wonderful to wake up this
way.

I had to pee so I picked up Jake's arm and started to move it off of me. He
roused and pulled me into him.

"Where you going?" He asked sleepily. He kissed my shoulder then my ear. He
used his tongue in my ear and I melted against him. He always knew where to
find my "go buttons". I pushed my ass against him and he made the necessary
adjustment to bring the head of his cock in contact with my asshole.

Continuing his assault on my ear, Jake pushed himself inside of me, slowly
and deliberately. Turning my head toward him, my lips found his and we
kissed deeply as he slowly fucked me. He ran his hands over my entire body,
coming at last to my piss-engorged cock. He wrapped his hand around it and
jacked me in sync to the rhythm of his fucking.

I adore sex in the morning, and I had all but forgotten that I was mad at
him. Time for that later. Right now, I was enjoying the moment. Jake picked
up the pace and soon had me cumming all over the sheets. He followed suit
moments later and unloaded his spooge deep in my ass. I felt him spurt
several times before he stopped, his breathing labored.

As much as I wanted to bask in the afterglow, I REALLY had to pee, now. I
hopped out of bed and ran to the bathroom I sat on the toilet and rid
myself the contents of my bladder and my rectum. After flushing I got in
the shower and turned on the water full blast. The shower revitalized my
body and sharpened my mind. I decided I would talk to Ricky and Jake,
separately, and find out just what was going on.

I went back to the bedroom. Jake was still in bed with the pillow over his
eyes to block out the light. He was going nowhere soon. I dressed and went
into the big room. As I expected, Ricky was sitting at he large table,
drinking coffee and reading a newspaper in the morning air and sunshine. He
was still the handsomest man I had ever seen. Every feature perfect.

I walked to the table, sat down, and poured myself a cup of coffee and
sipped it.

"Ricky."

He put down the paper. "Buenos dias, Ben. Is it not a beautiful morning?"
He looked at me and then said, "What is it? Why so serious? Is something
wrong?"

"What are you doing, Ricky? I mean with Jake. What about Jose?"

Ricky looked surprised and then went all innocent with me. "What do you
mean?"


"C'mon, Ricky. You know what I mean. You and Jake spent the whole evening
together up here, having sex, while Jose was looking all over the place for
you. He even asked me to help him."

Ricky looked down at the table and nodded.

"So, what gives? What's going on?" I asked him again.

Still looking down and in a quiet voice, he answered. "I do not know,
Ben. I love Jose with all my heart, but this thing with Jake is
so...intense. I can't seem to help myself."

This really concerned me. "Is it just sex? Do you have feelings for Jake,
too?"

"Again, I do not know. I only know that I want to be with him. At the same
time, I do not want to lose Jose.  He is my life, Ben. I don't want to hurt
him. Do you think he knows?" Ricky looked at me with a frightened
expression.

"Jose sees you through rose colored glasses, Ricky." He had a puzzled
looked on his face, so I explained.  "He loves you so much he cannot
conceive of you doing anything to hurt him.  If he has noticed anything
between you and Jake, he hasn't mentioned it to me. He wants to believe
nothing is going on."

"We are going home today, I won't have the opportunity to be alone with
Jake. I will pay special attention to Jose. Perhaps we should not attend
your party next week. Jake will be there, will he not?"

"Oh, Ricky, no! Please be there. Besides, I don't know how you can avoid
it.  Carla and the Don will be there and Jose is supposed to fly him and
Bob to Mexico City along with Bob's lawyer and Manuella after the party."

"Ah, si, this is true. I am to go with them, also. I will just have to
avoid being alone with Jake until after he returns to Florida. I really do
not want Jose to be hurt by this. You will not tell him will you?"

"Me? No, Ricky of course not! Jose is my friend and so are you. For that
matter, so if Jake. I honestly think it's a physical attraction. I know how
you feel about Jose. The only problem I see is with Jake. I will talk to
him about it before the party next week."

"Talk to Jake about what?" We heard Jose ask. He was slowly walking from
the bedroom, rubbing the sleep from his eyes.

"Uh, ...Oh just some plans for the house. Jake used to do some contracting
before he joined the Navy." I lied.

"I see. Is there something to eat? I am very hungry."

"I will order some brunch for us. Why don't you go and shower while they
prepare it and send it up?" He kissed Jose on his bare chest and swatted
him on the butt. " We will be leaving to go home after we eat."

Jose yawned and padded back to their bedroom. Ricky ordered brunch and I
went in to wake Jake. I pilled the pillow of his face and the sheet of his
lower body. God, even with puffy eyes and sheet marks on his body, he was
magnificent to look at.

"Rise and shine sleepy head. Ricky just ordered food. Get up and shower,
then get ready because we are leaving after we eat."

Jake just grumbled and groped for the pillow with his eyes still closed. I
hit him in the head with it and said, "Cmon. Get up. Take a shower. You
stink." He did too. He smelled like sweat and cum and ass. I reached down
and pinched the shit out of his nipple.

"Ow!" he shrieked. "Damn that hurt! Okay, okay. I'm up already."

Jake sat up, rubbing his nipple and looking at me through one eye. "You
will PAY for that, my friend.  Come take a shower with me so I can drown
your ass."

"Sorry, you'll have to drown me later, big boy. I already had my shower and
I need to pack our shit so we can leave."

Jake got a nasty grin. "I already packed your shit this morning." He howled
with laughter at his joke. To tell the truth it was pretty funny. I slapped
his bare ass as he headed for the bathroom. I heard him pee a strong
stream, flush and turn on the shower. I pulled out some clothes for him and
then packed the rest of our stuff.

I carried our bags, then the costumes out to the big room. "What do we do
with these, Ricky?" I indicated the costumes.

"What do you mean?" He asked. "You take them home with you.. I will have
the hotel send up some clothing bags so you can put them on hangers to
transport them."

"What? Rick I know that there is a thousand dollars worth of leather and
suede, here?"

"You may take that up wit Papa, if you must. Other wise please accept the
gift." He gave his charming smile. There was a light knock at the door and
Ricky crossed the room to answer it. Two people were standing there.  The
first was a young man from room service and the second was Carla.

"Buenos dias, mi hermano." She kissed Ricky and came into the suite. Ricky
led the server inside and he began to load the table from his cart.

"Will you eat with us, Carla?" Asked Ricky.

"No, Gracias. I have eaten already this morning. I have come to tell you
good-bye. Berto and Raul have taken the bags and are getting the car. I saw
Papa off earlier. Where are Jake and Jose?"

"I am right here, mi corazon." Jose walked in and gave Carla a sweet kiss
and hug.

"You are the most wonderful dancer, Jose. I had a wonderful time with you
last night."

"As did I, Senorita. Gracias." Another kiss.

"Jake should be out any minute." I told her. Are you guys heading back to
school?"

"Si, we must drive so we have to leave earlier that you.  I will see you at
your party next me. Adios, Ben."  Carla walked to the door, waved her
good-bye, and was gone. I was a little disappointed that mer suitemates had
not come with her. I wanted to say good-bye to Berto and to meet Raul. Then
I remembered that I would see them both next week.

Jake finally emerged, toweling his hair. We sat and ate. The food was
delicious. I still at sparingly because flying in that small plane had a
tendency to make me queasy. I don't know if it was because of the first
time or not.  After brunch we got our stuff and met the hotel limousine
downstairs. I took us to the airport and we boarded the plane. It was nice
having the ground crew do all the work of fueling, etc.  but Jose insisted
on doing the safety checks himself.

Again Jose and Jake sat up front and Ricky and I were in the rear seats. It
was a quiet flight and we made good time getting back to San Augustin. Jake
wanted to stay for awhile, but I told him we needed to get back.

"I need to take care of Berto's roses. If they are all dead when he gets
back next week, he'll kill me.  Besides I have a lot to do to get the hose
finished before the party."

We kissed and hugged good-bye. The kiss Jake gave Ricky was a bit more
passionate and lengthy than was appropriate, but Jose didn't seem to notice
and much as Ricky and I did. We headed the truck south to Santa
Rosaria. Since we had a lot of time and we were alone. I decided it was as
good a time as any to talk to Jake. The problem was how to begin."  "Jake,
you're making things kind of hard for Ricky."

Jake got his ornery grin. "Yeah, and he makes things hard for me, too."

"Stop it, Jake. I'm serious. He's physically attracted to you but he LOVES
Jose. You need to back off of him before there is serious trouble between
them."

Jake said in anger. "If there is trouble between them then maybe they don't
need to be together. As for you.  I think you are just jealous that Ricky
likes me better than he like you."

Oh, shit. There it was. Jake was getting defensive. "The difference is that
I never tried to come between them. There has been sex between us, but it
goes no farther than that. I never had ideas about changing their lives.
I'd quit seeing them both before I let that happen."

"Did Jose, put you up to this? Is he afraid he can't compete with me?" Jake
fumed.

"He's so blinded by love and he trusts Ricky so much, he doesn't even know
about it, Jake. Besides, he shouldn't HAVE to compete with you. They are
very happy together. Leave them alone."

"Fuck you, Ben. I'll do what I want, and WHO I want. You're just jealous."

"I guess it won't matter after next week anyway, because you'll be going
back to Jacksonville."

The rest of the drive was made in silence. When we got back to the bed and
breakfast Jake slammed the door, grabbed his bag and went inside. Manuella
saw him stomp in and came out to the carport.

"Hola, Senor Ben. What is the problem with Jacob? Did the fiesta not go
well?"

"It could have gone better, Manella."

"Did you see mi nino?"

"Oh yes, Berto was there. He is doing well. He's getting so strong, and he
seems happy." I wasn't about to tell her that he had shared a suite with
Carla. The poor girl would have been the recipient of MANY hard glares at
the up-coning party.

"How is Bob doing? I asked.

"He seems to be well. He has gone to the beach to do some fishing. He
should be back soon. Are you hungry, Senor Ben? I can make you something to
eat. What a bout Jacob?"

"I think I'll wait. I'm going to go and talk with Bob. As far as Jake, you
better ask him yourself. He's not very happy with me right now."

"Oh, Senor Ben." She scolded "What did you do to make him angry?"
Naturally, she assumed it was MY fault. She just couldn't conceive of
"Jacob" being the one to blame. Jake was right. I was a little jealous, but
not where Ricky was concerned.



Wow, forty chapters! I honestly never expected, almost 10 months ago, that
I would still be writing about Ben, Berto and the others. I have to say
that it's been great, thanks to all the fans who have written to me about
this and other stories I have posted to the Archives.  I'll keep it up as
long as you do-deal? Please write to me at ben_sc@hotmail.com. If you
haven't read any of my other stories, check them out under the "Authors"
link. Look for "Lyle Benton".