Date: Fri, 13 Jan 2012 00:39:10 -0800 (PST)
From: Bono Torros <bonotorros@yahoo.com>
Subject: Sleepy Days, Come No More_Chapter 2

Sleepy Days, Come No More

Chapter 2

I was awakened by the familiar beeping of my alarm. I had dreamed about all
the things Blake said he was going to do to me, so naturally I had an
erection. I showered and dressed, and then headed out. I sat next to Blake
on the bus and we talked about random things.

My work day was uneventful. I took vitals, taught a CPR (cardiopulmonary
resuscitation) class, and did a lot of paper work. I rode the bus home, but
Blake was not present. I took a nap. When I woke up I started getting ready
for the gala. I laid out my tux, and proceeded to the shower. Five minutes
into my shower, there was a knock on the door. I scrambled out of the
shower and wrapped a towel around my waist. I looked through the peephole
and saw Blake. I opened the door.

I smiled, "Hey, Blake. Come in." I said.

Blake looked at me from top to bottom, and then walked in. He started,
"Looks like I came over just in time."

I blushed, "I am getting ready for the gala. What brings you over?" I
asked.

"I wanted to see how you look in that tuxedo." He grinned.

"Okay, well I am going to finish showering and then I will model for you."
I grinned. "In the mean time make yourself at home, there is food and
drinks in the kitchen, and I have cable." I said.

I finished my shower and got dressed.

"Well, do I look civilized?" I asked with a laugh.

Blake stood and walked over to me, "Turn around so I can get the complete
view." I complied with his request. He said, "You look great."

"Thank you, Mr. Mitchell." I smiled.

He went over to the couch and took a small bag from his satchel. He walked
over to me and handed me the bag.

"What is this?" I asked.

"Open it." He instructed.

I opened the bag; there was a single clipped red rose, a corsage, and a
small black box. I looked at Blake quizzically.

He explained, "The rose is for your lapel and the corsage is for your lady
friend."

"You bought a corsage, that is so sweet, I had not even thought about it."
I said.

He pinned the rose to my lapel and told me to open the box. There were two
gold cuff links in the box. I removed them from the box and Blake fastened
each cuff link to my tux. Then he looked in my eyes and began to straighten
my bow tie. I was tingling all over my body. I loved how attentive he was.

He placed his hands on my shoulders, and said, "You look so handsome. I'm
afraid someone might snatch you up."

I laughed, "No I won't be snatched up by anyone, not yet." I said.

"Good. I would hate to crash this gala and embarrass us both, unless that
would endear me to you." He grinned.

"No, well," I paused and imagined Blake crashing the gala, I smiled, "no
you have endeared yourself to me plenty already."

He smiled and kissed me on the cheek. "When do you have to leave?" He
asked.

"Actually, I should be heading out now to make the next bus." I replied.

"No. Let me drive you." He said.

"Oh, you don't need to go through the trouble, the bus is fine."

"It is no trouble. I want to spend some time with you, besides you look too
good to be on the bus tonight." He said.

"Thank you, um I appreciate the offer, and I accept." I looked at him
intently. "If you keep spoiling me I might never let you go." I smirked.

"That is the plan." He said, as he reached out and stroked my cheek.

We discussed our respective days briefly and then headed over to Lena's. On
the way he told me about his prom night. He told me he had gone with one of
the prettiest girls in school, but had actually had a crush on her
brother. He told me that they were both apart of the prom court, or royal
group, or whatever. I told him that I did not attend prom, that a girl had
asked me but, I didn't go. Soon we had arrived at Lena's. I thanked him for
the ride and kissed him on his cheek. He told me to behave.

I went to Lena's apartment, she looked stunning. I helped her with her
necklace and presented her with the corsage. She asked me to put it on her
wrist and I obliged. We took a taxi to the gala. It was in a beautiful
ballroom. There were elaborate flower arrangements and crystal chandeliers.

Lena and I were seated at a table with a state senator and a local news
anchor. There was a lot of discussion about the role of federal government
in state affairs, and talk of the reason for the current economic
problems. It was fascinating. I inserted my opinions when appropriate. I
thought that Blake would really blend in this atmosphere.

Lena and I danced together and with other people throughout the night. At
one point I spoke to a member of the state board of health. We discussed
the difficulties of meeting health care needs in a society where nearly 60
million people are without health insurance. She told me that she liked my
incite and encouraged me to attend some of the board meetings. We exchanged
email addresses.

After the gala I escorted Lena home. I walked her to her door. She thanked
me for a good time and I returned the sentiment. She invited me in for a
drink, but I declined. We hugged, and she kissed me on the cheek.

I took a taxi home. Once I had gotten settled, I noticed that I had a text
message from Blake and a missed call from Marie. It was rather late so I
didn't return Marie's call. But Blake's text was recent so I called him.

The phone rang twice and then Blake said, "Hello, stud."

"Hey. I got your text, just wanted to let you know that I had made in and I
had indeed behaved." I laughed.

"Good. Now the next question is did Lena behave?" He joked.

"Yeah she was a perfect lady. She introduced me to her coworkers, and kept
her hands to herself, at least while we were at the gala." I said.

"Oh, and what did she do away from high society?"

"She threw me against the wall and told me that she wanted to make hot,
passionate love to me." I paused. "Oh, no that was you. She just gave me a
friendly hug and an innocent kiss on the cheek." I professed.

 "It may have seemed innocent to you but I am not convinced." He
proclaimed.

"Stop, it was completely innocent." I said.

"We will have to agree to disagree." He chuckled. "In other news, what are
we doing for New Year's Eve?" He asked.

"Well, I was invited to a party at O'Neil's Bar & Grille, so I should make
an appearance; otherwise I am flexible." I exclaimed.

"I can't wait to find out just how flexible you are." He said
mischievously.

"Let's keep it clean Mitchell." I replied.

"Alright, so I will come over to your place at 7-7:30 pm, and we will head
out to your engagement, then we can go to one of the parties I was invited
to?" He suggested.

"Yeah, that sounds great."

We talked for a while longer, and then said goodnight. I slept in the next
morning. I ran a few errands and did some house work. I watched television
and completed a crossword puzzle. Before long I heard a knock on the
door. It was Blake, I invited him in.

"Is this what you are wearing tonight?" He laughed as he looked at my
smiley face pajama pants.

"You don't like them." I asked.

He smiled and said, "I think you would look good in a trash bag, but I
don't know if this attire will bode well at tonight's events." He
paused. "But we could always stay in and celebrate the New Year alone." He
smirked.

"I'll change." I said.

I left the room and got dressed. As I headed out of my bedroom I gathered
the cuff links that Blake had lent me. "Is this better Mr. Mitchell? Now
can you bear to be seen with me?" I said sarcastically.

"You look great." He replied.

"Good. Though I am sure all eyes will be on you." I said.

He smiled. "Only, because I will be standing next to you."

"Okay, we have sufficiently flattered one another." I extended the box of
cuff links to him. "Thank you for the cuff links, I received many
compliments."

"You are welcome." He took the box. "So, how am I to behave at your party?"

"What do you mean?" I asked curiously.

"I mean am I allowed to hold your hand or give you a kiss, or are we to
behave like old army buddies?"

"We are friends. Let's behave like that." I paused. "I told you the
situation, I am not openly gay, but I am not in denial either, so just be
yourself and do what feels right, and I will do the same."

Later that night we headed over to Marie's party. I introduced Blake to
Marie and some acquaintances as my friend. He talked to a lot people who
were there and he would occasionally drape an arm over my shoulders or
placed a hand on the small of my back. We participated in a dart
competition and played a few games of pool, before we said our goodbyes and
headed out.

In the car I asked Blake where the next party was located and he said, "At
Adam's, a club downtown." He responded.

"The gay club?" I said in surprise.

"Yeah, we are gay, so it seems reasonable." He paused. "Have you ever been
to a gay club?" He asked.

"No. I barely go out at all; I lead the life of a hermit." I exclaimed.

"Do you not want to go?" He asked in a concerned tone.

"No, I'm sure it will be fine. Just don't know what to expect exactly." I
said.

The club was really crowded. There were people everywhere. Many men had
their shirts off or were clad in bright colored hot pants. Some of the
dancers were in cages, and only wore thongs. There was techno music playing
and it was really dimly lit; there were purple, red, and green streams of
light that swirled around the dance floor. A wild energy pulsated through
the club.

Blake took my hand and led me through the club. He stopped at a booth, and
introduced me to a few of his friends. Then he led me out to the dance
floor. I was a little nervous, not only did I not have much experience
dancing in public, but I had never danced with another man.

It was great, Blake and I danced with each other, and then we danced with
other people. At one point we were involved in some type of `mush' pit. It
was really exhilarating. When we finally decided to take a break from
dancing my forehead was dripping with sweat and Blake had taken of his
shirt and let his hair down.

He was quite a sight, broad shoulders, great pectorals, long muscular arms,
and an incredibly defined six pack. His hair hung just below his shoulders
and it was damp with sweat. He saw me checking him out and smiled
broadly. He walked up to me, wiped the sweat from my brow, and gave me a
very wet kiss. Then he took me by the hand and led me to the bar.

"Do you want a beer or champagne?" He asked me trying to speak over the
loud music.

"Neither. I don't drink." I paused. "How about a bottle of water?" I
requested.

He nodded and placed the order, he had a beer. "So, you don't drink?" He
asked.

"No. I have tried it a couple of times, but never cared for it." I
exclaimed.

He smiled, "You are my sweet innocent stud. I love it." He kissed me on the
forehead. "Have to use the bathroom, do you need to?" He asked.

"Go ahead, I'll wait here." I said. He nodded and faded into the crowd.

Shortly after Blake left, I felt a hand on my ass. I turned around and
found myself looking into blue eyes. He was about 6 foot tall, with short
brown hair. He had a slender build and a square jaw. He said grinning from
ear to ear.

"Have you confused me with someone else? Or have you lost your mind?" I
shouted.

"I am not confused; I just saw something I liked." He said with a smirk.

"Unfortunately, I do not feel the same." I retorted.

"Come on man don't be like that, it's New Year's Eve, loosen up." He said.

"You know what you are right. It is New Year's Eve, and you have probably
had too much to drink. So, I will forgive your rudeness, and ask you to
move along." I said.

He leaned in and whispered in my ear, pressing his crotch against my
thigh. "You feel that? It gets awfully big and I would love to put inside
you." He then licked the side of my face.

I pushed him back, and said, "You really are out of line. I think you
should be on your way."

He took a marker from his pocket and grabbed one of my hands and proceeded
to write on my palm.

"You are too sexy to be so cold. But I'll be on my way." He paused, "But if
you change your mind give me a call, because I would love to test drive
your ass any time." He said with a smirk, and receded back into the crowd.

I couldn't believe what that guy did, I was angry, but at the same time I
was really turned on. The guy was so rude and tactless, yet his
forwardness, was so hot. I laughed to myself after replaying what had
happened and decided to go to the bathroom to splash my face.

It was so terribly crowded that I was constantly bumping into people,
saying excuse me and sorry, as I attempted to find the bathroom. I noticed
a few men heading down a hallway and assumed that they were on their way to
the restroom.

As I turned into the room they had entered, I heard moaning. Once in the
room, I realized it was full of naked men engaged in sexual activity. The
room was dim and had a very distinctive smell, a combination of cum, sweat,
and ass.

There was one guy taking on three men. There was one under him and one
behind him, and another at his mouth. The guy behind him, a skinny, long
haired guy, who couldn't have been more than 19, was furiously pushing in
and out of the guy, while tightly holding his hips. He had his eyes closed
and was moaning in a deep throaty voice.

The guy beneath him had an orange colored tan and was covered in
tattoos. He had one hand under his head and was tweaking his right nipple
with the other; before long his toes were curling and his body seemed to
tense. Then he let out a loud orgasmic moan.

Meanwhile, the last guy was pumping his cock in and out of the other guy's
mouth with fervor, he was a tall guy with low cut hair. He wasn't really
attractive but he had a very strong presence, he seemed super confident. He
had his large hands around the other guy's head and forced his head
completely onto his cock.

Soon, they were all moaning. The 19 year old had withdrawn himself, and
began to shoot all over the bottom's back. The tall guy pulled his cock out
of the bottom's mouth and shot his load, covering the guy's face. The guy
at the bottom just laid there smiling.

Before long they were all standing and the bottom, a short guy with
reddish-brown hair was smiling broadly, as two of the other guys cleaned
the cum off of him.

 As I scanned the room I saw other men giving each blowjobs and hand
jobs. There were people licking other guys' asses and of course there was
anal sex. Some were in couples; others were in groups of threes, fours, and
fives. There was even a group of four guys, standing in a line fucking each
other, and there was a fifth guy giving a blowjob to the man in front of
the line.

It was as if I had stepped into a porno. I had seen these types of things
before, on my computer, but I never imagined that I would ever see them in
person, or that they actually happened on this scale in real life.

I was completely entranced; I was trying to take everything in. It was so
surreal, and I had become erect and dripping precum.

My trance was broken when I felt someone's hand on my cock. A surge of
electricity ran through my body and I gasped. Then I felt warm breath
against my neck, as someone whispered, "I can take care of that for you."

I felt his hard cock pressing against my ass. I wiggled from his grip and
said, "No. Um.I was just looking for the bathroom." I turned around to face
him. He was just slightly taller than me, he was not muscular, but he was
extremely lean. He had dark blonde hair and big brown eyes. He smiled at
me, and revealed dimpled cheeks.

He was completely naked. His cock was about 8 inches and thick, it was
engulfed in a bush of brown-blondish hair. His balls were large and
hairy. His body was evenly tanned. I blushed once I realized that I was
completely ogling him, I laughed and said, "I am sorry. I didn't mean to
stare."

"No need to be sorry. I wouldn't be naked if I didn't want to be seen." He
bit his bottom lip and gave me a full body scan. "So, you want me to take
you to the bathroom." He smiled.

"Yes.yes. I would appreciate that." I exclaimed.

He reached out and took my hand, I began to resist, but he said, "It is
crowded, I want to make sure I don't lose you before we reach our
destination."

He walked through the hall way completely naked and unabashed. His walk was
more of a strut, and his ass tensed with every step. He had a beautiful
back and nicely defined legs.

His hands were warm and clammy, but his grip was strong. I liked having my
hand held. I liked being led around; it made me feel cared for. Once we
made it to the bathroom, I urinated and splashed some cold water on my
face.

I walked over to my escort, "Thank you. I have never been here before and
it is really crowded." I laughed, "I may have never found the bathroom." I
extended my hand and said, "My name is Steven." I smiled.

He took my hand and said, "My name is Sean." He grinned. "So, you have
never been here before?" He asked.

"No, this is actually my first time at a gay club." I blushed.

"Well, I hope it won't be your last visit." He said.

"I don't know it is a bit fast for me, I am not use to this much hedonism."
I laughed.

He smiled, "Well, you only live once. It would be a shame to waste time
watching others have fun, when you could join in." He smirked.

I laughed, "Are you flirting with me." I blushed.

He stepped close to me and proceeded to wrap his hands around the back of
my head and kissed me. I felt his tongue push into my mouth. I could not
believe he was kissing me, I didn't even know this guy, but I was really
enjoying it.

I pushed him away, "I'm sorry, but I am here with someone.and I don't even
know you." I protested.

"But you could get to know me." He said flirtatiously.

"Thanks for your help Sean. Happy New Year." I said while turning towards
the exit.

He reached out and encircled my arm, "Wait, where are you trying to go?" He
asked.

"I'm going back to the bar; I think I can find my way." I exclaimed.

"Please, let me escort you back to the bar...I can buy you a drink as an
apology for the kiss." He said sheepishly.

I smiled, "You may buy me a glass of juice."

"Alright, just let me grab my clothes and we'll go right to the bar." He
said.

He took my hand and led me to a locker room of sorts, and began to get
dressed. His body was more visible under the brighter lights. There was a
light dusting of hair across his chest; the hair formed a trail that led
down to his beautiful crotch. His skin was freckled and was damp from
sweat.

He watched me ogling him and flexed his pectorals. He was very sexy. After
he finished getting dressed he escorted me to the bar and bought me a glass
of juice. We talked briefly about random things, and then he took out a
card and encouraged me to call him. I told him that I didn't think that I
would be calling him any time soon, but he just smiled and said think about
it.

Then I heard, "I have been looking all over for you." It was Blake.

"I got lost. Um.this is Sean he.he helped me find my way back to the bar."
I paused. "Sean, this is my friend Blake."

Blake stepped closer behind me and reached around me to shake Sean's hand,
and then he wrapped his arms around my chest. "Thanks for helping Steve,
that was really decent of you." Blake said.

Sean laughed, "Oh, it was my pleasure." He said smiling at me. "Steven is a
very intriguing man."

"Yes, Steve, is very intriguing." He paused. "So, Sean, do you come here
often?" Blake asked.

Sean smiled, "I come here often. One of my friends is an event planner and
he has organized quite a few of the events here, including tonight." He
said. "I have seen you here a few times."

"Really? I don't think I have ever seen you." Blake said.

"I think you were dating one of the bartenders, Miguel. Is that right?"
Sean asked with a smirk.

Blake chuckled, "Yes, Miguel and I saw each other casually, about a year
ago." He smiled, "You have an excellent memory."

"Wow. This is very passive aggressive." I laughed. "Um.there really is no
need for any of that, it's a party." I smiled.

 "You're right Steve, this is a party. A great party, Sean, you should tell
your friend that he has really done a terrific job." Blake said with a
smile.

"I'll be sure to do that, I know he will appreciate the compliment." He
paused and looked from Blake to me and said, "So, you guys are together?"
He asked directly.

I smiled and said, "We are together tonight, so yes we are together."

Blake pulled me tighter into him and said, "Yep." Then he nuzzled my neck.

"Well, I'll let you guys be alone. It was nice meeting you Steven," He
paused. "And Blake." He turned and walked away.

"That guy was totally pushing up on you." Blake exclaimed.

I broke from his grip, "Yeah, I think you are right, but you were a bit
much, weren't you." I asked.

He smiled meekly, "What do you mean?"

"You were rather territorial, wrapping your arms around me and thanking him
for helping me, I thought you were going take out your cock and piss on my
leg." I laughed.

He smirked, "Well, I don't want anyone to snatch you up before I have the
chance to make you mine."

I blushed and then I told him about the guy who molested me at the bar, the
orgy I witnessed, and I told him about what happened with Sean. We laughed
about everything.

Then he led me out to the dance floor and we danced for a long time. Then,
we talked to some of his friends. They were really nice. At 11:59 pm
everyone stood up, and did the countdown. At 12 am people were throwing
confetti, screaming, and jumping up and down.

Blake took my head in his hands and gave me a passionate kiss; he nearly
sucked all the air from my lungs. When he released me, we both gasped for
air. We went on dancing and socializing for hours.

The next day I woke up in an unfamiliar place. My head was pounding and
there was an arm draped over my chest. A surge of panic shot through me.



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