Moving on

The First Apartment

During the six months after my trial, I worked my ass off. First, there's my usual job with Nimbus Coffee Shop, second, working for Griffin Goods Import. My schedule for the coffee shop was from 8am to 4pm, and with the clean-up duties for Griffin Goods, my schedule was from 10pm to no later than 3am. I often did not get a lot of sleep, and it was definitely punishment for the stunt I pulled with Las Sombras in that fashion store. In the end, my hard work was worth it. It gave me the means to not only pay off the legal fees, but I saved a lot of money. I woke up one day and decided that with this much money, and having a steady job, it was time: my own apartment! Hell yeah! When I told mi madré this, she was excited for me, but at the same time sad to see her boy move out. Well, let's face it, it's not the first time that I moved out, instead, I got kicked out. Of course, I wasn't going to remind her of that. Anyway, it wasn't long until I decided to do some apartment hunting. As expected, a lot of them were crazy expensive, even for studio apartments. One that stood out, was a one-bed room apartment that included utilities and the rent itself was a good deal. I contacted the landlord that day, and as it happened, the apartment became vacant only two days prior. Mi madré drove me to the place, which was about a four minute drive.

The neighborhood looked pretty decent enough, but it was a question of how the apartment looked. I met with Brandon Shaw, the landlord, and he gave us the tour for this apartment. When going inside the building, the hallways almost looked like the corridors of a rundown hospital... not too impressed with that. The upper levels of the building had the two-bedroom and three-bedroom apartment suites while the sub-levels of the building had the one-bedrooms, and there were only three of them, with one available for renting. As mentioned, the hallways did not look all that pleasant, but when going inside the vacant suite, it was a whole different story. It was a nice set-up. When walking into the place, there's an open kitchen area on the left-hand side with the living-room area straight across from it. The bathroom is on the left end of the apartment while the bedroom is on the opposite side, next to the living room. The floors for the living room and the bedroom also had carpeting. There really wasn't a full window in the place, because it's almost like going into a basement. The only windows in the place were pretty small, with one located in the living-room and another located in the bedroom, and they were both pretty distorted, so no one could see in or out. So, I decided that this place would definitely do. Another reason why I wanted this place was due to the walls made of brick instead of the more hallow material used for most housing, including apartments and the three one-bedroom suites which were pretty spaced out, so it was useful for more privacy. I gave myself two weeks to move in and settle into the place. Mi madré was a massive help in this transition into my first ever apartment, therefore, the setup was finished within one week's time.

I had three week's vacation with Nimbus, and Griffin Goods were undergoing some remodeling, so I, in particular, would not be needed for the same amount of time. I used this as an opportunity to relax, get acquainted with my first independent crib, all while being butt-ass naked. A week later, I was chilling in my living room, watching television, when I got a phone call from mi madré... or should I say, another phone call from mi madré. Since moving out of her apartment, she would call me almost constantly to make sure I was alright, if I need anything, etc. But on this day, after getting our usual “hellos” out of the way, she told me about a serious situation that was going on and it was up to me if I wanted to help. She went on to explain that she got a call from her friend Glenda. Glenda is someone I know all too well, because she's the aunt of Alex, one of the boys from Los Sombras and also the same guy who let me stay with him and his uncle when I got kicked out of mama's house. Well, as it happens, old Señor Garcia had to be placed in a facility for senior citizen's with Alzheimer's and his house is on the verge of foreclosure. Alex recently got a job at an office where he works as a print operator, but he won't have enough money to cover the expenses for Señor Garcia's property. He may have to move in with Glenda, but that's gonna be tough considering Glenda has a two-bedroom apartment with three children. Mi madré asked if I could help Alex out by having him come stay a little while with me until he is able to get his own place. I was fully aware that there was no way that he could live with the likes of Herman, Chico, and Paulo, since they were mooching off their parents, so I told mi madré, I'd go talk to him on the following day to see if he's up to it.

Alex Motherfuckin Torres... out of all the members of Los Sombras, I knew him for the shortest amount of time. I met him back at the beginning of our senior year in high school. It definitely did not start out with pleasant conversation... no sir. One time, during lunch, I gave him shit by plucking a spoon full of spaghetti in his direction and it landed on his shirt. At first, I thought he wasn't gonna do anything about it, since he only wiped off his shirt and did not say a word, but then, he got me back by pouring chocolate milk on my pants. After school that day, we got into a fist fight. Despite me being the bigger guy at 6'1 and Alex being 5'7, Alex could really throw hands. We'd beat the hell out of one another that day, and got suspended for fighting on school grounds. This lead to mama getting into a discussion Alex's aunt Glenda, who was at that time still Alex's legal guardian, and ultimately, they became friends. As for Alex, I could not help but be impressed with him, and Los Sombras was always recruiting at that time, so Alex was asked to join us, and he accepted. Alex was always tough, but he's also very smart. Where my dumb-ass barely graduated from high school, Alex always excelled and easily passed any course. He's just about the same age as me. I'm two weeks older, so Alex was the youngest member of Los Sombras. Well, despite my fall out with The Shadows, I was still willing to help him since he helped me with my own living situation. Besides, there was no way in hell that I forgot that it was only weeks ago, I caught him getting fucked by a dude... at my job! I was still geekin out about that. That said, I was also hoping to get some answers. Was, Alex gay or was he bi like me? Or was he truly straight, he's just “experimenting”? It happens.

So, I did what I said I was gonna do; see Alex and invite him to come stay with me. While taking the bus to old man Garcia's, the pace of my heartbeat went up a few notches. I kept thinking over and over that this was not gonna work and I'm just wasting my time, but even more so, have an unpleasant “reunion” with the other boys. When I arrived at the Garcia residence, there was Alex, alone; sitting on the front steps of the house having a smoke, and there was no sign of the other boys from Los Sombras... thankfully. When I approached the property, Alex saw me with a minor expression of a surprised look. He put out his cigarette, and I sat next to him. He asked me how I've been and I told him pretty good. We briefly talked about my criminal case which has been settled and I have to serve half a year's probation, but I was anxious to talk about why I really came to see him and I told him that his aunt spoke with my mother about his situation. He insisted that he'll be fine, he'll just move back in with Glenda and help take care of his cousins, but I offered him the chance to come stay with me just as he once did for me. He told me to forget it, since the others would just kick him out of the group and think of him as a “fag” if they learn that he stayed over at my place. I responded by telling him what the boys would think of him were the least of his problems, and aside from that, they made it clear that they don't want to have anything to do with someone like us. When I said this, he looked at me, confused. “What the fuck do you mean US?” he asked. Taking a pause for a moment, I revealed to him that I work for Griffin Goods Import as a clean up crew member. After telling him this, the look on his face says it all. He immediately knew that I knew about him and the co-chair from that night. I could tell that he was as shocked as I was the night I saw him with Tyler. He looked down, took a moment for himself and told me how I could not tell anyone. There was no way I was gonna give Alex a difficult time on the matter, but instead, I gave him a card where I had written my address. I told him that I have my own apartment now, and he's welcome to stay; the living-room couch converts into a bed. I left old man Garcia's residence with some parting words for Alex: “I had to accept that those who I thought were my boys were never truly my family because they were willing to cast me out the moment they find out about me”. I left the property, and looking back, with a sad look on his face, Alex waived goodbye. It was the last time I would see Señor Garcia's house that day. I called mi madré later that day, and told her what went down... most of it, anyway. I went by Alex's wishes and not tell anyone his secret. Just as with me, mi madré also hoped that Alex would make the right decision for himself and not for Los Sombras. Given the friendship with mama and Glenda, Alex is the only member of Los Sombras that mi madré has ever taken a liking to.

Three days later. It was a Friday night and it was a raining. I arrived home from the gym, getting back some of the definition I lost from the stress of so much work, stripped naked as usual, and laid on my couch to watch some television. While watching some sitcom classics, I heard a knock at the door and said to myself “oh, shit!” since I had to hurry and put on some clothes. When I answered the door, there was Alex. He was wearing his backpack and carried his gym bag that had his clothes inside. After I invited him in, he went on to say that he's also out of Los Sombras, too. He didn't tell them about his own sexuality, but he did tell them he was moving in with me, and they did not like it one bit. When he insisted that it was the best option, they cast him out, just as they did with me. I told him how sorry I was and we hugged. Next, he got settled in. He took a shower and got into some warm clothing after being drenched in the rain. As the television was still running, we had a nice long chat about ourselves and everything that has happened. It was finally the moment I was waiting for, which was getting to really know Alex.

Alex is also bisexual and had been so even before he met me. He's had both girlfriends and just one boyfriend. The girl I caught him banging in Señor Garcia's house that night was a bit of a steady girlfriend, but he was secretly hooking up with Tyler as well. He and Tyler never really had a relationship other than sex, and they kept it on the down-low. Well, Alex and Tyler were no longer seeing each other; it just got too complicated as time went by. They've decided to move on. Then I discussed with Alex about my experiences with dudes. I first told him about the older dude I met online, “Bendover”, with his huge sweet ass, then the uber driver I hooked up with in New York. I also mentioned the day when we were at the new mall in downtown Los Angeles, how he may recall that moment when he saw that black guy with the pink shirt leaving the restroom, and I revealed to him that he gave me some head that day. “I knew it” he said. “I knew something went down with that day”. The conversation got a lot more fun at that point. In the past, we talked about the kind of girls we were into, but now that the cat was out of the bag, we were able to discuss what type of guys we were into, and for Alex, his likes were the same as mine, but with one exception: big-ass dicks. Alex proved he could take cock, but throughout the times I've had sex, I've always been the top; never really interested in bottoming. After I told Alex this, he asked me; if the right guy comes along, would I ever consider bottoming for him, and I told him, “maybe”.

Before Alex moved in, I was worried about living with him, because of the habits I've seen from living in Señor Garcia's home. The place was a constant mess, and there were critters on every end; roaches, cockroaches, and mice. I was not sure how the living arrangements was gonna work, but as weeks went by, Alex was the perfect roommate. He helped out with the bills and helped me keep the place nice and clean. As much as he loved his uncle, Señor Garcia, he could no longer stand living in a messy setup. Alex and I were bros again... for the most part. I had to make one particular sacrifice on my part; no longer walking around the place naked, which was something I was really accustomed to doing. But yeah, I was fully clothed with the exception of sleeping at night in my bed for Alex's sake. However, things were about to take an unexpected turn in our relationship.

Being working class now, Alex and I were happier than we have ever been. I wanted to do something for him, so on a Friday night, I decided to take him out for dinner and a movie. While a night on the town, we still retained some habits during our time from Los Sombras, like hollering at girls, but, it did us no good. I guess some girls are just not into a couple of good-looking papis like us... oh, well. Afterwards, we decided to call it a night and head on home. After our arrival, I was gonna take a shower, but Alex beat me to the bathroom first, so I had to wait. I was in the kitchen grabbing a coke bottle, when Alex had the bathroom door cracked open. Once again, I saw that bubble-butt of his and all I could do was think to myself, “damn”, as I let out a little giggle. The problem was that I had not had sex for a while and it's been days since I even jerked off. Having the image of Alex's butt in my head woke up my infamous phatty. Mi polla wanted to play. Then, I'm thinking “Are you fuckin serious, Carlos? Dude's your bro. Bros don't do that with each other” Wanting to get mi polla to literally cool off, I took an ice cube and placed it inside my pants. I had to do some heavy breathing when I did this, but it did the trick. Alex was taking a long-ass time in the bathroom, but I was patient; didn't rush him at all. After that, we concluded the night with Alex resting on the Murphy bed couch looking at Netflix on his laptop, and I did the same in my bedroom looking at Netflix on my desktop with a large computer screen. As I was beginning to drift off into a sleep, I suddenly remembered that I hadn't washed up yet, so I put my show on pause and headed for the showers. After I was done, I came out of the bathroom, and immediately saw that Alex was not in the living-room and that my bedroom door was closed, so it was easy to know that he was in my room. At first, I'm thinking, “Oh shit, this fool is gonna start pranking me”; maybe by having me locked out of my bedroom. Well... that was definitely not the case. When I headed for the bedroom, my door was not locked, and as I entered, I said “Alex. You in here?”, and sure enough, he was... laying in my bed wearing only his briefs. He looked at me, smiling, and said, “Have a seat, holmes”. “Um... Okay”, I thought to myself, taken back by this. He was fully clothed when he was in the living room just minutes ago, so this was a bit of a shock. However, not saying anything, I just shrugged my shoulders and laid on the bed with him. For a time, we laid there and chilled, looking at cheesy Netflix original films all night, while laying on a comfortable bed. But, despite me saying to myself how nothing was gonna happen, a huge part of me knew where this was gonna lead eventually. When you have two bisexual dudes who had not had sex for a long time, horny, and full of cum, something's gotta give.

However, it seemed we just didn't give into any urges that night considering we both fell asleep eventually. We cuddled in the bed and I was knocked out. Saturday morning had arrived and I saw it was slightly past 6am. I had the weekend to myself from my job and so did Alex, so we slept in. Once again, I was cuddling it up with Alex as I drifted off into another deep sleep. Little did I know that I was in for one hell of an awakening. It had to be about two hours later when I felt it; the sensation on mi polla. Not knowing what the fuck was going on, I switched on the lamp next to bed since the computer had already shut down on it's own, therefore, I had no other light in the bedroom. I looked down, and there was Alex... sucking... my... DICK! “The fuck man!” I said, as I was legitimately freaking the fuck out. “Come, holmes. You knew this was gonna happen eventually” he said as he just kept on sucking. “Do you really wanna go down that route?” I asked him. Alex climbed off the bed, and stood right next to me as he took off his underwear. His dick was already hard... all 7.5 inches of it. He took my left hand placed it firmly on right ass-cheek. “Oh, wow”, I said as felt that ass of his for the first time. “Bros with benefits, holmes”, he said. “Bros with benefits”. I just could not take it anymore, nor could mi polla. I stripped off my pants and underwear, wearing only my green t-shirt, and just like that, we started making out. Alex was on top of me while we were tongue-wrestling. Then we switched it up to the more freaky side of things by 69'ing each other. He got right back to sucking on mi polla, while he had that ass of his backed right on my face. Words alone just could not express how much I admire Alex's ass; how well it just pokes out, as well as how soft, round, and jiggly it was. I had taken to not just rimming that plump peach of his, but also shake it, give it few slaps, and spread those booty cheeks of his apart while I'm constantly on the attack with my tongue.

Then something happened that I had only thought about, but never got around to doing it up until this point: I mentioned how I got sucked off in a public restroom once, and how I had consider to one day suck dick myself. Well, as Alex turned back around, and crawled towards me, he had his dick right in my face and flexed it a few times. I knew this was it.. another first. Carlos Ramirez was gonna suck some dick. I felt on Alex's chest and rock-hard abs a little before I started stroking his polla. I told him how I never had a dick in my mouth before. “It's alright. Just remember... no teeth” he said. So this was it; I'd finally put my dick-sucking skills into development and did just what Alex said not to do... have my teeth get in the way. One of my biggest fears about giving a dude head was choking on it. Alex's dick is so damn big, and it's easy for any girl or guy to choke on that thing. With both of my hands placed on both of Alex's ass cheeks, I tested my limits by pushing him closer with his dick still in my mouth, therefore, seeing what it's like to deep-throat. “Oh, shit!” Alex reacted. He went on to ask: “Is this really your first time sucking dick? You are good at this!” I looked up at him, and wanting to tease him a little, I asked: “Want me to stop?”, and he says: “Hell to the fuckin no I want you to stop! Keep doing that shit!” So I did. I surprised even myself that I could do it. I even learned one thing about myself, and that was not only could I suck a mean dick, but I don't seem to have a gag reflex.

Alex had to pull his dick out of my mouth, because he was getting close nut. So, he moved back towards mi polla, ready to sit on it and ride it, and I lifted both of my knees to give him support. I held him by the waist, and he used his spit to lube up my dick. He guided mi polla into that Latin boy pussy of his (a term he wants to use for himself) and the fucking was on. Alex's ass was good and tight, not to mention warm. I had to hold out from busting a nut it as much as I could, since I had not had sex or jerked off in a while. Alex's sweet ass did not make it easy. It only took a few minutes, but I could not last any longer, so I warned Alex that I was gonna cum. He mounted off my dick, leaned himself forward towards me, and I was rubbing his anus with mi polla as streams of cum squirted from my dick. The feel of it had me giving off some good moans. Already I was spent. After we kissed a little, I laid back to relax with a look of satisfaction on my face. But Alex... well... that mofo was not done with me. As I laid back, I closed my eyes just for a little bit, so that I could pull it together. All of a sudden, Alex pushed both of my legs back, with my own anus now exposed. “Holy fuck!” I reacted. Here I am thinking on what the hell is he gonna do. He leaned down, and gave my ass a good tongue-lashing of it's own. It was the second time I had ever received a rim job, and I forgot how good it felt... but my boy Alex gave me a very nice reminder that morning.

What happened next was pretty intense, because Alex stood up straight and moved closer towards me on the bed with the tip of his dick ever-so-close to my ass. It was easy to tell what he was gonna do, and saw the look on my face, and it was an uneasy look, which was how I felt. He told me that we don't have to do it if I don't want to. Never in a million years would I consider getting fucked by anyone, but it only to seconds to realize that I'd regret it later if I did not push my boundaries even more. Besides, I had already proven that I could suck a dick, so why not prove that I can take a dick in me as well. But, like I said, Alex's dick was a fuckin beast by itself, so we needed to be careful. “Slow” I told him. “Just start out slow”. After spitting on the tip of his dick, Alex eased on in, right inside my ass, and slowly... but it still hurt like a motherfucker. It took about five minutes to adjust to taking a big dick. Alex was patient, and wasn't being too aggressive when fucking me for the first time. But, when Alex had picked up the pace a little with his pumps, not only did I adjust to that dick of his, but it was actually hitting the spot. In the past, you tend to hear about how a dude's dick hitting that prostate of yours, and no doubt that's what I was feeling here. Mi polla was at full attention once more, and it was hard as a rock when Alex fucked me. Alex knew I was starting to enjoy this, especially from seeing both hands behind my back, looking into his eyes with a smile on my face from taking his dick. Smiling right back at me, he quicken the pace even more. He was at it for a good minute or so, maybe two minutes at the most before it was time for him to bust. He pulled out, stroke that polla of his and said: “Here it comes, holmes!” Looking right at me, with his tongue sticking out, a huge wad of cum came squirting out of his dick, nailing me right in the face, and into my right eye! “Damn, holmes!” I reacted as I laughed. That fucker did it on purpose. Till this day, I suspect that it was not the first time he squirted so far that it landed on someone's face. Whatever the case, we both had a good laugh about it, and even better... a good time that morning. But having cum in your eye was not a good feeling, so Alex helped me out by running into the bathroom to bring me a clean towel to wipe my face off. We took a shower together only moments later, and we made out some more before going right at it again after we had just finished fucking each other. Oh, what horny fucks we are.

It's funny how things changed. It was over three years ago how Carlos Ramirez Jr. and Alex Motherfuckin Torres was beating the hell out of each other on the playground, surrounded by dozens of our school mates to fuck each other up and fight as long as possible to see who would win. But now... well, you can say that we seem to have been kicking each other's asses on a regular basis, this time in the bedroom, in the privacy of the home we share together and the home we will continue to share on this day. That's right... we're together... we're boyfriends now, and he's waiting for me in New York. I told him how this long ride to New York has been for me, as well as made him aware that I'm practically all alone on the back of this bus. Since then, he's been sending me some sexy ass pics and videos to help out with the remainder of this trip. No question that when we finally settle into our new place, the first order of business is to tear into each other so much, that we'll both be walking funny for weeks to come... and of course, I'm more than looking forward to it.

To be continued...