Date: Fri, 27 Jul 2012 14:36:49 -0400
From: Alan A. <eastcoastasulax@gmail.com>
Subject: Jake Grimke Chapter 37

NOTE:  This is the fictional coming of age story of Jake Grimke as he
matures through high school, into college and eventually into
adulthood in the Baltimore, Maryland region.  It contains and embraces
accurate representations of life in Baltimore and its suburbs;
Maryland's traditional sport of lacrosse and the career path a
firefighter might follow in his profession.  All of the characters in
this story are fictional and resemblance to any one person whether
dead or alive is purely coincidental.  If you liked this installment,
please send me some feed back; I got a rough idea where this is headed
but I am always open to some suggestions. Needless to say, if you are
offended by handsome athletic young men growing up gay and the
obstacles they will encounter as well their personal triumphs, you
should use the BACK button on your browser forthwith.

Cuddled with Jose, Jake was startled awake by the ringtone he paired
to Emma Grimke's contact in his iPhone.

"Hey Mom," Jake answered tiredly on the next to the last ring before
it would have gone to voice mail.

"Were you surprised?" Emma asked.

"You knew?" Jake perked up, answering her question with one of his own.

"Yes, of course," Emma continued, and with a bit of maternal
lecturing, "and what were you supposed to do when you got home?"

"Call you," Jake offered with a sigh as he looked over and smiled
lustfully at Jose.

"Well, I gave you a little buffer there for some time with Jose but
you know your father and I worry to death about you sometimes," she
prattled on, "we know you are usually very responsible but we are
responsible parents too and expect you to keep us informed."

"I know Mom," Jake tried to put at her ease as Jose's strong hand
caressed his tanned shoulders and pecs, "but it was so sweet, the rose
petals and candles, hard to stop to think about calling you all."

"Well, I'm not surprised and Jose is a very sweet boy; you boys have a
good time," Emma said, "we love you very much Jake."

And as Jake felt the tickle of Jose's lips on the back of his neck, "I
love you to Mom, see you and Dad on Friday."

As soon as Jake clicked END, Jose launched into a full frontal assault
on Jake's body, kissing him downward from his head while Jake just
grabbed a fist full of sheets in each hand and curled his toes;
emitting moans of pleasure as Jose committed those moan-eliciting
spots to his memory for future reference.

"Is it in there?" Jose asked, with a nod towards Jake's Severn High
lacrosse gear bag.

"Is what in there?" Jake replied.

"Your purchase, from New York, remember?  I don't remember us trying
it out," Jose said to refresh Jake's memory.

"Oh, that, yeah, it's in there, still in the bag," Jake said with a smile.

"Good," Jose said, going to the side compartment, unzipping it and
finding the bag wrapped double header dildo and then picked up his own
backpack and plopped it on the bed.

Jake smiled, wondering what other surprises Jose had planned.  Jose
unzipped his backpack and took out a black spandex hood, similar to
what had been used when he was a FIJI pledge just about a year ago and
when Jake nodded his approval, Jose fitted it over Jake's head,
adjusting it to Jake's facial features.

With Jake's vision blocked, Jose took out the short sections of soft
black nylon rope and began wrapping them around Jake's wrists and
anchoring them snuggly to each bedpost on the headboard and then did
the same with the ankles to the footboard, all the while gently
kissing and caressing his lover, leaving him arching and aching for
more.

Jake was rock hard rigid, pre-cum pooling just above his tanned navel
as Jose lovingly applied massage oil to the lacrosse player's body,
stopping only to suck Jake down to his pubic bone in between
applications.  After lubing the dildo, Jose eased it into Jake's ass
and gently worked it in short, slow strokes with one hand and gentle
kneading of Jake's breast plate of pec muscle with the other hand.

Jake writhed within the confines of his bed, unable to move and unable
to see what was going to stimulate him next.

"Fuck Jose," Jake blathered out, "this is, is so intense."

"Like to give up control Jake?" Jose asked.

"To you, this, yes, anytime, I love you Jose," Jake said panting in pleasure.

"Let me do this lover," Jose, "I want you to think of this when you
are all alone at UVa.  I love you."

Jose gently jacked Jake's ample cock, taking him close to the edge,
Jake's body tensing up as the potential eruption neared.  "Jose, I
don't want this to end," Jake begged.

"I'm just getting started Jake-O." Jose replied, reaching for one of
the candles he relit and letting a few drops of wax hit Jake's chest
up high.

"Fffffffffffffffffuuuuuuuuuuuuuuccccccckkkkkkkkk,"Jake gasped.

"More?" Jose teased.

Jake replied strongly, "Fuck yes!!!"

Jose alternated massaging the athlete's body, applying hot wax to
different spots, jacking his huge cock and gently working over his
insides with the dildo while his lover repeatedly begged for more and
to never let it end.

The edging continued for what seemed like forever, Jose skillfully
teasing, arousing and playing with his lover's pleasure buttons,
leaving some turned on the whole time while depressing others for just
a few seconds of instantaneous pleasure intensified.  Jake was rocking
the bed as his body heaved in the loose bondage, moaning, begging and
anticipating more until Jose finally let him erupt with force and
vigor and continued stroking him even as the flow of the viscous fluid
ended and Jake begged for Jose to stop.

Jose kept jacking until the "no more's" became "thank you's" as he
undid the hood over Jake's head, revealing his tan upper body crusted
in white wax along with sweat, pre-cum and ejaculate all mixed on the
unwaxed parts.

"I never knew," Jake said as he came down from a new orgasmic high.

"Never knew what?" Jose asked as he started to kiss Jake all over again.

"How hot that or you could be," Jake replied, trying to find the words
that expressed the intensity of what just happened.

As they made out, Jose reminded him, "just keep that in mind when we
are apart; promise?"

"I promise, Jose," Jake said, "always and forever."

"Always and forever Jake-o, I love you," Jose replied.

Jose gently flaked the wax off Jake's body and both showered together
in Jake's bathroom down the hall, taking time to make out in between
lathering each other up.  Jake stepped out first, grabbing a towel to
dry himself off and then handing one to Jose as soon as the shower
water stopped.  Jake blotted Jose dry and finished drying himself,
walking back naked to his bedroom to find some clean clothes to wear.

"I'll make us dinner," Jake offered, wearing board shorts and a
sleeveless tee shirt and flips as he headed downstairs and out to his
mother's vegetable garden.
He picked some lettuce and spinach leaves along with some red ripe
tomatoes and brought them into the kitchen and set them on the counter
as Jose watched.

"What are you gonna make," Jose asked.

"Something healthy," Jake said, reaching down to the cookbook shelf
and finding one of his mom's warhorse cookbooks and thumbing through
the index before flipping open to a recipe for Salad Nicoise.

"You're gonna make that?" Jose said, wondering if it was in Jake's abilities.

"I think we got all the stuff here," Jake replied, talking into the
refrigerator as he checked for ingredients, "we caught a boatload of
tuna so got to use it up."

"What do you wanna do tonight?" Jose asked while Jake prepped the salad.

"Dunno, got any ideas?" Jake said.

"It's Under-21 Retro-night at The Hippo in Baltimore tonight," Jose suggested.

"What's that?" Jake demanded to know.

"They let guys under 21 years old in for free, some dancing, other
cute boys to look at, should be fun," Jose continued his suggestion.

"I don't dance well," Jake reminded Jose.

"Trust me, you don't have to," Jose said before adding, "if we get
there and you don't like it, we can leave, promise."

"Sounds fair enough," Jake said agreeably as they got ready to eat.

Jake plated the entree salads and sat with Jose at the breakfast bar
in the kitchen of the Grimke house, wondering how many times this
would be repeated, here or in a home of their own some day.  He waited
for Jose to take a bite and critique his cooking

"Oh my God," Jose said after the second fork full, "this is awesome!!"

Jake glowed in the praise and then said, "you got dishes."

Jose leaned in and gave Jake a kiss on the cheek, "smart, great
looking, hot in bed and you can cook, you are a total keeper!"

Jake rubbed his knee against Jose's as they sat on the stools and
finished eating and enjoying each other's company.  Jose started to do
the dishes with Jake helping him put stuff back in their rightful
places.  After the kitchen was cleaned up, Jake picked out some
clothes to wear and checked his emails while Jose changed clothes.

This was Jake's first trip to a gay bar and his eyes were taking in
the sights left and right.  Jose was right, there were plenty of other
hot young guys in the club as they walked in and their eyes adjusted
to the diminished light.  Customers older than 21 had yellow bands
around their wrists signaling to the bartenders that they were old
enough to be served alcohol and those without the yellow bands were
banished to soft drinks and bottled waters.

Before long, the DJ was playing music both recognized and Jose dragged
Jake out onto the dance floor and they began to dance a little, Jake
just swaying his body against Jose's.  After a few songs, they
wandered off, Jose going to the bar and getting each a bottle of water
before taking his shirt off like so many of the other young guys had
done.  Never one to be shy, Jake quickly followed suit and after
taking the bottled water from Jose, they joined hands before Jose
boldly pointed to a dance box that had just been vacated.

At first Jake was a little hesitant but Jose turned on his puppy dog
smile and any reservations Jake had melted away.  Jose jumped up first
and then pulled Jake up and soon they were dancing together with
kissing in between as one song ended and another started.

Jose nudged Jake as one young man stared at them, "we know him don't we?"

Jake asked back, "which one?"

Jose nodded and tried not to point at the muscled young man with the
traditional globle, anchor and eagle USMC tatt on his upper arm,
"him."

Jake looked carefully and though it was dark in the club, there was
enough light on the dance floor for Jake to recognize Firefighter Matt
Whate of the Baltimore City Fire Department looking up at both of them
and smiling.  "It's Matt Whate, he works with my dad," Jake said.

"Thought so" Jose replied.

Jake and Jose waved and the shirtless Matt came over to the base of
the box, "hey guys, I guess you know now!"

Jose bent down and to lend him a hand and helped him up their box
where they continued to dance all night.