Date: Sat, 12 Feb 2005 09:28:38 EST From: The Hoss <thehoss@livejournal.com> Subject: Ricky and Shawn Chapter 4 This story is adult oriented and about homosexual lifestyle. If you are offended by sexual content dealing with man to man contact, please do not continue any future and close out. This story is pure fiction. This Story can not be altered or reposed without prior consent from the author. Please be at least 18 years old or older to read this story. Thank you I hope you enjoy the story. This is my first story, so please give me some feedback negative or positive, any suggestion for future chapters are greatly appreciated. Please Send all Feed back to (thehoss@livejournal.com) * * * * * * Ricky's eyes couldn't believe what he saw. In front of him was a masive living room with beautiful furnishings. There was a large flat screened television that hung on one of the walls and a huge entertainment center, complete with 2 DVD players, full stereo, and surround sound speakers dashed here and there in the living room. The furnishings were elegant with tons of blue and green. Ricky loved these colors. The coffee table was covered with different magazines like Fortune, Time, Conde Nast Traveler, National Geographic, Gourmet, and of course, the gay ones, Out, and The Advocate. Ricky noticed the art work that hung on the walls. One was a Van Gogh replica, another was an Ansel Adams photograph, and the other was some obscure painting but it looked to be of a naked man. Shawn smiled and looked over at Ricky who was still in a state of shock. "That's just the living room, babe...I still need to show you the rest of the condo." Shawn said with delight. Ricky thought...this is only the living room, what else does this man have hiding. Shawn lead Ricky down thru this massive living room and into the formal dining room. It had a large mahogany table that sat 10 people with beautiful wing-back chairs. It had a large china cabinet filled with beautiful china that Ricky assumed was antiques. He was right. "The dishes in my china cabinet were my great-grandmothers. They are about 100 years old now. I really cherish them, but rarely use them." Shawn said with a smile. Ricky nodded and was still speechless. Ricky kept thinking...Shawn is loaded...just look at all these nice things. Shawn continued to lead Ricky and lead him into a large full kitchen. The kitchen had an island stove with a grill top too. A large vent hood hung over head. Track lighting too throughout the kitchen. Plus, a large Viking fridge stood to one side of the kitchen. A dishwaher and a large prep sink. Shawn loved to entertain and did like to cook, but he still hadn't told Ricky that he had his own maid to come help cook and keep the place tidy. Ricky noticed the beatiful wine rack teaming with about 50 bottles of wine and champanges. Now Ricky was impressed. "Papi, okay...stop..This has been bugging me, so I must find out more about you." Ricky said hestitantly. "Don't you want to see the rest of the condo?" Shawn asked. "I still have more to show." "Oh yes, but we still have plenty of time..can we do that in a bit." Ricky inquired. "Sure, babe.. would you like some wine or champange?" Shawn asked? "Do you have any beer. I am craving a beer instead." Ricky inquired. "Sure do, Cororna with lime okay? Or just a simple Bud?" Shawn responded. Ricky smiled. "Papi, I will have a Cornona if that is okay with you" Ricky said nervously not to seem to insistant. "Sure, I'll get us both one." Shawn said as he walked over to the large refridge and brought out two ice cold bottles of beer. Shawn lead Ricky back to the living room and plopped down on the large sofa and invited Ricky to come sit next to him. Ricky smiled and did. "So, you want to know more about me. I can see by your facial expressions, you are wondering..and I am not embarassed to tell you." Shawn said with a bit of delight. Shawn explained to Ricky that he was the President and CEO of a very successful modeling agency that had recently relocated from New York City to Miami Beach. Ricky eyes bugged out at this but smiled. "I guess you are wondering how old I am too." Shawn said with a gleem. Ricky nodded. "Well, I will first tell you that I am the youngest CEO that this company has ever had." Shawn said. "But, I am 28 years old." Ricky gasped lightly and thought..no way, he's not older than me. How could he be. He looks my age. "Papi, you look so young and are so guapo (handsome)...how do you do it?" Ricky inquired. Shawn just smiled and said, "Oh, I work out every other day with my personal trainer, I eat right, I don't smoke, I don't do drugs, and I only socially drink." Ricky was very impressed and happy to hear all these things. "I hope you don't mind a younger guy like myself, Shawn." Ricky said with a bit of a hestitation. "I am only 21 years old...just a young gay latin boy from Miami." Shawn leaned over to Ricky and kissed him. "No, sweet heart, I don't mind at all. I wouldn't have given you my number and answered your call if I didn't like you, nor would I have met you at that Chinese place tonight or had sex with you on the beach." Shawn said all with one breath. Ricky smiled. "Shawn, papi, thank you so very much." Ricky smiled with delight. He leaned over and began to kiss Shawn again. Shawn then pulled Ricky closer and began to hold him tight. They kissed for about 10 minutes. "So, would you like to see the rest of the condo, cutie?" Shawn inquired. "Okay, show me the rest." Shawn then lead Ricky back to the hallway where the stairs that Ricky first noticed and lead him up the flight of stairs. He saw 4 doors and wondered. What could be behind these doors? What could I be getting myself into...Ricky thought.