Date: Wed, 1 Feb 2012 23:08:50 -0800 (PST) From: Bono Torros <bonotorros@yahoo.com> Subject: Sleepy Days, Come No More_Chapter 11 Sleepy Days, Come No More Chapter 11 The next day we completed our morning routine and went to work. After work we went to my place and cooked dinner together. When we finished dinner we cleaned the dishes and unpacked our luggage. Then, we cuddled on the sofa and watched a movie. "I was thinking about having Marie and Thomas over on Friday, and I thought maybe you could invite Rico and Vanessa. What do you think?" I asked. "That sounds fine. Is there any particular reason?" Blake asked. "No, I just haven't seen Marie in a few days and thought it would be nice to have some people over, we can have dinner and play cards or some other games." I explained. "That sounds good, but you know I prefer to have you to myself." Blake said with a smirk. "I'm going to have to teach you how to share." I said sternly. "That is a lesson I don't want to learn." Blake said. "Are you going to the community center tomorrow?" I asked. "Yes." He answered. "I think I want to go swimming there tomorrow. When is your tutoring session over so we can swim together?" I inquired. "I'll be finished at 5:30." Blake replied. "Good. I'll meet you at the community center at 5:45." I said. "Okay." Blake agreed. Later that evening I worked on a project for work and Blake completed his sit ups and pushups. Then we took a joint shower, and went to bed. The next day we met at the community center as planned. We changed into our trunks and went about our swim. Since Blake had been captain of the swim team in high school and college, he promptly put my aquatic skills to shame. We raced from one end to the other. Blake always gave me a head start but I could never sustain the lead. I won once, but I am sure that it was staged. After the races we had contests for who could hold their breath the longest and who could make the biggest splash. "I'm going to dive." Blake announced. "Alright." I said. I watched him climb the ladder to the highest board. He bounced on the board a couple of times and then dove off. He looked great; he cut through the air like a bullet and pierced the water with the most subdued splash. He swam over to me. "Did you see me?" He asked with a smile, his face was reddened with excitement. "Yes, I saw you. You looked very good." I said. "Do you want to dive next?" He asked. "No, but I like watching you." I said with a smile. "You should come; I think you would like it." He said. "No, you go ahead, I'll watch." I said. Blake went up on the diving board a few more times and I watched dutifully. After his last dive Blake swam between my legs and lifted me onto his shoulder. "Let me down, please." I said. "You don't like being on my shoulders?" Blake asked. "I feel like I'm going to fall, and I don't like that feeling." I said. "Why won't you dive?" He asked. "I don't like heights." I said. "You don't have to go on the highest board." He said. "I know, but I won't be going on any board because I am uncomfortable with heights." I said. "So you are afraid of heights. What caused that?" He asked. "I said uncomfortable, not afraid." I corrected. "I apologize, why are you uncomfortable with heights?" He asked. "It isn't natural for a person to ascend so high. If I was meant to enjoy heights I would have been born with wings." I said. "So you don't take airplanes?" He asked. "Not unless I have to. I just don't see the point in taking unnecessary risks, I think that is irresponsible." I said seriously. "Diving is an amazing experience, it is almost like flying. You get that sinking feeling in the pit of your stomach and your adrenaline starts pumping, it's exhilarating." He professed. "I will have to take your word for it, Mr. Mitchell." I said. "Okay. Are you ready to leave?" Blake asked. "Yes. I am ready." I answered. "May I carry you on my shoulders?" He asked playfully. "Maybe later." I said. We left the pool and headed to the locker room to shower and change. Once we entered the locker room we proceeded to the showers. I entered one stall and Blake entered the one next to mine. I took off my shorts and began to wash my body. After I had finished showering, I realized that I had forgotten my towel and I didn't have anything to cover myself with. I poked my head out of my stall and called for Blake. Blake entered my stall, "What's wrong?" He asked. "I forgot my towel; could you get it for me?" I asked. "Here." He took his towel off and wrapped it around my waist. "What about you?" I asked. "I'm used to being naked" He said. "I don't want you to have to walk around nude because of me." I said. "What you don't want anyone to see what's yours?" He asked with a smile. "That must be it." I said. "If you like you can lead me out by my dick so everyone will know it's yours." He said flirtatiously. "Oh, like this?" I asked as took his soft cock in my hand. "Yeah, just like that and if you hold it long enough it just might grow big and strong." He said with a laugh. "You are such a pervert." I said. "Yet you are still holding my cock, I think that would make you the pervert." He said. "You must be rubbing off on me." I said in a husky voice. "Or maybe you have always been a little sexual deviant and now you are breaking out of your shell." He said as he flexed his now erect cock in my hand. I laughed and released him. We exited the shower stall and walked toward the lockers. As we were reaching the lockers a short, stocky man walked by us and as he passed I saw him looking at Blake's cock. Blake laughed and I blushed. After we got dressed we went to Blake's. He worked on a lesson plan and I worked on a cross word puzzle. When he was finished with his lesson plan he cooked dinner. We ate and washed the dishes together. Then he suggested we play a game. "Monopoly or scrabble?" I asked. "Neither, how about truth or dare?" He suggested. "That sounds a bit juvenile; we aren't 9 year old girls." I teased. "We can play the adult version." He said with a smirk. "I don't know if I trust your look." I said. "Why?" He asked. "Because you have that devilish look in your eyes and I don't know if I like it." I said. "I think you do." He said flirtatiously. "Okay what are the rules?" I asked. "Simple, one you ask me truth or dare, I choose one or the other, then you present me with either a question or a dare, and vice versa." He explained. "That sounds simple enough, but it is the questions and dares that give me pause." I said. "Okay, you go first." He said. "Truth or dare?" I asked. "Dare." He said. I sat there trying to think of a dare but it was hard, "Um, I dare you to, I don't know, why didn't you choose truth?" I asked. "Come on baby, make something up." He encouraged. "Um, I dare you to; I dare you to kiss my foot." I said with a laugh. "That's it?" He asked. "Are you unable to fulfill the dare?" I asked with a grin. "Lift your foot." He instructed. Then he kissed my foot from the heel to my big toe and then opened his mouth and engulfed it, I moaned lightly, as he released my toe from his mouth he bit the tip and looked at me with a devilish grin. "Okay, your turn." I said. "Truth or Dare?" He asked. "Truth." I said. "What did you think of me when you first saw me?" He asked. I took a deep breath, "I thought you were beautiful, sexy. You had a kind face." I said. "Is that everything?" He asked with a smile. "I imagined what it would be like to touch you, to kiss you." I paused. "I wanted to make love with you." I confessed. He was grinning, "Okay, your turn." He said. "Truth or Dare?" I asked. "Dare." He said. "I dare you to tell me the truth." I said. "What?" He asked. "I don't want to dare you. I don't even know what to ask you to do. I would just prefer to ask you a question." I said. "Okay we can just ask each other questions." He suggested. "I would like that." I said. "Okay, then ask me a question." Blake said. "Are you really okay with our situation?" I asked. "Yeah, I love you. I love spending time with you." He said. "No. I mean the sexual issue." I clarified. "I told you that I am fine with it." He said. "I know, but when we were with your friends they told all these stories about, how active you were, and they assumed that we were having sex, and I must admit it has been on my mind." I said. "I mean, of course I would love to be with you, but only if you are ready." He paused. "Have you been thinking about taking the next step?" He asked. "Yes, I have been thinking about it often. I want to please you; I want to be with you, I am just a little nervous." I confessed. "What are you nervous about? Pain?" He asked. "Yeah, that is a part of it. But I don't know, I am afraid that I might regret it, that maybe you won't like it, maybe I won't be as good as all the others you have been with. I'm just nervous about everything." I exclaimed. "Well, it is natural to be nervous, I was nervous my first time too." He paused. "But if you are this anxious about it, the longer we wait the more afraid you might become. We definitely shouldn't move forward until you are ready, but are you sure it is just the physical part that troubles you or is it more?" He asked. "What do you mean?" I asked. "When we had oral sex, at first you were nervous and then you said that you were happy we did it, that it was what you wanted." He paused. "I was just wondering if it is less about sex and not more about being intimate with someone. I mean having sex with someone is a big step." He said. "Yes, it is." I agreed. "I think you should really consider what your apprehension is about before you even consider moving forward." He said. "You bring up a lot of great points. I should give it some serious thought." I agreed. "Okay, well the tone of the game has changed and I have to use the bathroom, so do you want call it quits?" He asked. "Yeah, the mood has changed." I confirmed. Blake went to the bathroom and I sat on the sofa and thought about what he had said. It was true; I did need to give this matter some serious thought. I thought about it for a while, but I could not reach any conclusion so I decided to think about something else. As had become our custom, Blake completed his nightly exercise and I worked on a cross word puzzle. Then we kissed and cuddled for a bit before succumbing to sleep. The next morning at work all I could think about was the conversation I had with Blake about sex. In fact the conversation ran through my mind for the next few days. Friday after work I stopped by the market to purchase a few things for the dinner party. While I was there I ran into Lena. When she saw me she smiled and waved me over. "Hey, Lena." I said. "Hi Steven, I haven't seen you since New Year's." Lena exclaimed. "I know. How is everything going?" I asked. "Everything is going well. You know, I still work long hours and the pay isn't great, but I love what I do." Lena said. "Well, I got a promotion. I am in nurse management at the hospital now." I said. "That is great. I know you will do really well in management." Lena said. "So, have you talked to Marie lately?" I asked. "Yeah, we talk at least once a week, and do lunch a couple of times a month. Have you spoken with her?" Lena said. "Yes, actually she and Thomas are coming over to my place for dinner. That's why I'm here to pick a few last minute things." I explained. "Oh, that is great. Just the three of you, or are you no longer single?" Lena asked. I smiled, "No, there will be six of us. Three couples." I said. "Oh, so you met a nice girl." Lena said. I chuckled, "Not exactly, his name is Blake." I said. "Him, oh you are gay." Lena said with a smile. "Yeah." I said. "I'm glad that you are with someone, and I am relieved that you are gay." Lena said. "Why?" I asked. "Well, at the party, I thought we had a good time, and I have always liked you, but when you turned me down for a night cap and didn't even give a kiss on the lips, I thought that you were not attracted to me. But now I know why." Lena said with a smile. "So are you still single or did you and David get back together?" I asked. "David and I are giving it another try, slow though." Lena said. "How is he?" I asked. "He is well, like me working long hours." Lena explained. "Do you guys have plans tonight, because I think it would be nice if you would join us for dinner, I have plenty of food? Do you like veal chops?" I asked. "Yes, I love veal, but are you sure?" Lena asked. "Yeah. I would really love it if you came." I said. "What time?" Lena asked. "7." I said. "The same apartment, on 14th?" Lena asked. "That's right." I said. "I'll bring a bottle of wine." Lena said. "Alright, that sounds great." I said. We hugged and went our separate ways. When I arrived home I washed up and started on dinner. I was serving a spinach salad with a vinaigrette, oven roasted veal chops, mashed potatoes, and asparagus. For desert I was serving coffee and cinnamon crumble cake. Blake arrived about a half an hour after me, and he began to help me with the prep work. I told him that I had seen Lena and invited her and David to dinner. He was fine with the addition. We put the leaf in the table and ordered the place settings. Then we freshened up and changed clothes. At 6:45 Marie and Thomas arrived. Shortly after Rico and Vanessa came, and then Lena and David. First, we sat in the living room and introduced Rico and Vanessa to the others. We served cocktails and appetizers, and just discussed random things while we waited for dinner. Once dinner was served we ate and talked. "These potatoes are great, what is in them?" Lena asked. "Horseradish." I said. "Really, where did you get that idea?" Lena asked. "I read it in a magazine. I thought it sounded crafty." I said. "So how is everything going at the art gallery?" David asked Marie. "It has been slow lately. We haven't had an exhibit in two weeks." Marie said. "How was the wedding?" Thomas asked Blake. "It was really nice. The whole weekend was great. I got to see my parents and my friends, they got to meet Steven and they loved him." Blake said. "Steven told me that you took him to his first bachelor party. Are you trying to corrupt our sweet boy?" Marie asked with a laugh. Blake laughed, "Yes, I did take him to his first bachelor party, but he seemed to enjoy it. From what I understand he received a few propositions." Blake said with a grin. "Oh, is that right?" Marie asked. "He didn't tell you?" Blake asked. "No." Marie said. "Well, Steven was invited to be a part of a menage a trios, with a woman and another man. He was also hit on by one of the strippers, apparently they were hugging on the terrace and he had wrapped his sweater around her." Blake explained. "It was not like that, the couple in the bathroom would have invited anyone to join. And Samantha was just being nice; we were having a friendly conversation." I said. "Yeah, he is so friendly that I may have to keep him under constant guard." Blake joked. "Blake, Steven told us that we were among the upper class." Thomas said playfully. "Yes, you should have seen their house I could fit my whole apartment in their foyer." I said. "So, why are you slumming it with the common folk?" David asked. "This is far from slumming it." Blake said with a smile. "Yeah, but it is a long way from Park Avenue too." David replied. "I am just like the rest of you, young and trying to find success. It just happens that my family has a few dollars." Blake said. "So, Rico you a musician?" Marie asked. "Yes, I am in a band." Rico said. "They are really good." Blake interjected. "Yeah, Blake and I have gone and seen them a few times and each time they were great." I agreed. "What led you to pursue music?" Lena asked. "I have always loved it. It doesn't pay the bills though. I still work construction and do odd jobs from time to time between gigs, but music is my passion. I just couldn't imagine myself doing anything else." Rico said. "Yes, we could be in the middle of making love and he would stop to jot down some song lyrics. He is always humming or tapping out some tune. It drives me crazy, but he has a really cute butt so I make exceptions." Vanessa said with a laugh. "David how is the group home?" Thomas asked. "Group home?" Blake asked. "I am the director of a group home for troubled teens." David explained. "Oh." Blake said. "It is going well. There are still the occasional outbursts of violence, and it is hard to keep staff, but that is the issue with most of these homes." David explained. "We send some our clients to your home and it is one of the best in the city. I have only heard good things about it since you took over." I said. "Thank you." David said. "Hey you deserve the recognition; it is an extremely difficult job." I said. "Actually, Steven, we are looking for a nurse, just on the weekends, would you be interested." David asked. I chuckled, "No! I am so glad that I don't have to work directly with the clients on a daily basis. My whole outlook on work is different. I mean I still am passionate about client care and helping the children manage their psychological issues, but when you work with them, you have to always be on guard. You have to be prepared for anything, I have seen so many unprovoked assaults, and it is just terrible." I paused. "I could not see myself doing it again, it is just constant stress." I explained. "Well, it was worth a try." David said. "What do you do Blake?" Lena asked. "I am a teacher. Unfortunately, I am just a substitute. The recession has really taken a toll on the public school system, but I am working really steady now. And I do construction on the side." Blake said. "Oh, is that where you met Rico?" Marie asked. "Yeah we work for the same company." Blake answered. "What about you Lena, what do you do?" Vanessa asked. "I am a social worker." Lena said. "So, we have a group of public servants, expect for me and Rico. I am a journalist. I work at the Tribune." Vanessa informed. "Vanessa Terrell?" Marie asked. "Yes." Vanessa said. "I read your column on global finance in Sunday's paper. It was really in depth." Marie said. "Thank you. I don't often receive compliments; most people just read the society page." Vanessa explained. "It was a very insightful column. Have you always been interested in international economics?" Marie asked. "My father and mother were accountants, I had no choice, and it was in my blood. So, naturally I pursued an education in economics and finance. Journalism just happened by chance." Vanessa said. We continued to talk for the duration of dinner. After dinner we moved to the living room and had coffee and cake, I had tea. We discussed social issues and sports, not in any particular order. When we finished desert we played a game of charades. Some were reluctant to play at first, but we all had fun. Everyone went home around 12:30 in the morning. After everyone was gone Blake and I cleaned up together. We went to bed shortly after. The next morning Blake convinced me to go for a jog with him, I was reluctant. Then, later we went out to a movie and stopped by a burger place for dinner. That night in bed we decided to fool around. Blake was kissing my neck, while I ran my hands down his bare back. We had worked our way into a position of mutual pleasure. I had him in my mouth and I was in his. We were both pumping into the other's mouth and moaning. At some point Blake had maneuvered me onto my back and was penetrating me with his hot tongue. I had my eyes closed and had began to thrash my head around from the pleasure. When Blake withdrew from me he pressed his chest against mine and gave me a passionate kiss. "Did you like that baby?" He asked. "Yes, I liked it." I said through my ragged breath. "I liked it too." He said flirtatiously. "I have something for you." I announced. "Oh, yeah, what is it?" He asked. I reached over and opened my night stand drawer, and produced a small bottle, and handed it to Blake. "Lube?" Blake asked in a surprised voice. "Yeah, I picked it up at the store yesterday. It is the warming kind, you know from the commercial." I said. "I am a little surprised. Are you sure you are ready?" Blake asked. "I have been thinking about what you said all week," I paused, "I think that I want to give it a try. I mean I really want to be with you. It is just like the oral sex issue, I was so nervous about it, but I really wanted to do it and after we actually did it, I felt great about it." I explained. "So, I just want to go for it." I confessed. "I really want to be with you, I just want to be sure you are ready." He said. "Baby, I love you. I want to be with you tonight, all the way." I said as I ran my hand across his face. "Okay, baby." He smiled and gave me a kiss. Blake told me to relax and take some deep breaths. He lubed a couple of his fingers and entered my body, one finger at first, then two. I moaned and writhed as he worked me with those fingers. I hung there between pleasure and pain, gripped by desire. Blake withdrew his fingers. He looked down at me and smiled. "Are you ready baby?" He asked. I nodded yes. "I want you to relax and take a deep breath and push out." He paused. "I love you baby." "Love you too." I said. I closed my eyes and tried to breathe steadily. I was so nervous, but I tried to relax, so it wouldn't hurt as much. I felt the head of Blake's cock at my entry. I took a deep breath and pushed out, as he had directed. He began to press against me and I could feel the tip of him entering me. A surge of pain shot through me. My head began to spin and my body began to shake. I could not believe what was happening. ****************************************************************************** Special thanks to Oscar, Arch, Clayton, Gary, Khalid, Vern, Joseph, JT, and Mikal for their encouraging comments, I am extremely grateful. Sincerest thanks to Nifty and all of the wonderful participants who make this site possible, from the generous donors to the archivists and administrators, you all are truly appreciated. Thanks for reading. Please forward any comments or feedback to bonotorros@yahoo.com.