I Said Yes

We had a couple of drinks at the bar and then made it an early night with both of us basically collapsing on the bed with the pups curled up at our feet. I had called Corey earlier in the evening and we had agreed that he would pick me up at 9am for the ride back. Michael thought that was a good idea since the restaurant was closed tomorrow and Corey and I would each have some time to relax.

I woke up and took a minute to just look at Michael. He was sleeping like a baby and the pups had not moved an inch all night long. I got that warm feeling again, just looking at him sleeping so peacefully, and decided that I really was happy with the way things were at the moment. I got up and took a quick shower and by then Michael was up, had taken the pups down and had coffee ready. We were able to sit and chat for a little bit by the time Corey showed up. I heard the horn and then the familiar sound of someone running up the stairs. He came in and the three of us had a cup of coffee, I said my good byes and offered my kisses to Michael…and then so did the pups. Corey and I headed down the stairs and I looked up to the top to see Michael standing their…with the faint touch of a tear in his eye. That actually made me smile as I turned, loaded up the dogs and got in the car myself.

The ride back to town was long but uneventful. We went through a few patches of snowflakes until we got to the other side of the mountain. It was cold near the water but very little snow on the ground. Corey and I popped into the Admiral for a quick one and were greeted by Steve with a raised eyebrow…I told him to knock it off as we were given a shot and a drink each. I thought (to myself) that Corey must becoming a regular if Steve knew what he drank…and then I grinned to myself too.

A couple of drinks and we were on our way…Corey dropped the pups and I off and the three of us were happy to be home. I sent Michael a text to let him know we were back and he responded by saying work was crazy and he would call later. I ordered Dominoes pizza and, when it arrived, I settled in for a quiet evening in front of the tv with the pups nuzzled up against me.

I felt the vibration of my phone and looked at it and it was 11:30 pm and clearly I had fallen asleep. I saw that it was Michael and I answered. We chatted for a few minutes and it seemed like he was pretty buzzed. He said he had spent the evening with the folks and was staying at their place cuz he didn’t want to drive in the snow with his buzz on. I told him I was happy about that and we told each other we would talk in the morning. He told me he loved me as we were hanging up and he was gone before I had a chance to respond. That would come to be a recurring thing as we moved forward…gone without a response…but more on that later.

For the next several weeks all the characters settled into a routine. Michael and I talked pretty much every morning and evening with few exceptions. The restaurant ramped up to the New Years festivities and then beyond looking forward to a bit of a seasonal slowdown. Michael, Chris, Diane and Dave were all consumed with bottling some new varietals and some early season marketing stuff. Michael made a few trips to Seattle over the past few months and I settled in to a 5-day work week and shorter hours…which I really appreciated.

Sometime in mid-February Michael asked me to come up to the winery for a weekend. I made the arrangements with Corey for coverage and told Michael I would. In the mean time I had asked him how things were going with his dad and he said tough…he could tell there was starting to be a decline. He was managing to come in to work 3 or 4 days a week but only lasting for part of the days. I was feeling bad about the Dave’s situation and decided I should go up there more often. I mean I wanted to see Michael more often but felt I should see Dave and Diane more often too.

Mid February arrived and it was the day of my trip to Walla Walla. The drive was uneventful and I got to the apartment mid afternoon. I decided to go up and take a quick shower as I hadn’t taken one that morning. I got in the shower and soaped up and I suddenly realized that Michael had joined me and started "washing my back" so to speak. What started out as an innocent shower turned into a 15-minute jack and rim session facilitated by Michael. In spite of my lame attempts to stop him so I could ask him what was up, I secretly wanted him to take me right there and then. With all his expertise he worked my shaft with his hands at the same time his tongue worked my hole and, while I was certainly enjoying the treatment, I wanted more. The walk-in style shower had a small tile seat built into the side of the stall so I maneuvered us over to that seat and put one foot up on it. I reached around and jacked him for a minute to make sure he was good and hard (not a problem at all for him!) and I urged him to go for it. Unlike other times, Michael seemed like he was on a different sort of mission and he popped through the ring very quickly and went right to the sweet spot. 7 or 8 thrusts and I was almost banging my head against the tile...ya know....slippery shower tile, soap, water running and a guy banging you in the ass so hard it's not only moving your body, it's moving your world! With an uncharacteristic last stab and carnal Michael made his final assault and I could feel the pulsing of my expert cocksman shooting his juice deep inside me. With that junior let me know he was ready and, almost simultaneously, I began shooting all over the side of the shower wall. Now we all know our orgasms don't go on for hours, or days or years but this one sure felt like it was gonna go long....again....it was so intense it almost hurt. A good kind of hurt!

When we were both done and regaining our composure we realized the water was starting to chill and he turned me around to face him, holding on to my dick, and he kissed me again.....then ran his tongue down to my two nickel-sized sweet spots where he lingered for a bit. He had managed to pump the remaining juice out of my lil friend and then he pointed one of the 4 shower heads our way and rinsed us off.

We dressed, we grabbed a bottled water each and he started to head out the door. With a kiss, that evil grin and a promise that he would see me in an hour or so…he was gone…again. There I was, left with my own thoughts, a really nice welcome…and…that warm feeling of being “with” him.

I spent the next hour or so wandering around the winery with the pups. Diane was in the tasting room office so I popped in and said hello and got the traditional hug from her. We chatted about Dave for a bit and she filled me in of what was happening with him. She told me how excited Michael was that I had come up and she talked about the Valentines event they had the past weekend. All in all a nice chat. She invited us to dinner at the house the following night and I just played along as I had no idea what Michael’s plans were. When I was leaving the office I ran into Michael who had popped in to say bye to Diane. He had a big smile on his face because he was done for the day.

“Meet me up stairs…I will be there in a minute…and be ready!”

“Oh…ok…and just fyi…I was born ready”

I literally had no idea what he wanted me to be ready for but if history is any indication I suspected he was horny again…or still. Reality tells me he was wanting to go do something or go somewhere…probably food related…but one could hope!

I got upstairs…fed the pups…had time to take them out to do their business…and went back up. I decided to test my theory by going into the bedroom and taking my clothes off. I was casually laying on the bed when I heard him come up and in. The pups were yelping and he called out to me.

“In here”

He poked his head in the door and he was naked in a flash. He moved up on the bed and kissed me hard and, then, For the next 30 minutes he masterfully used his tongue and mouth all over and around my pecs, my chest, my belly and then my groin. He would tease me by using the tip of his tongue on the tip of my dick and I truly believed he enjoyed my squirming immensely - every once in a while I heard a light chuckle come out of him so it made me wonder whether or not he enjoyed the teasing more than the actual sex play....who knows...but it was working for me.

A few minutes later he moved down to the foot of the bed and grabbed my ankles and, as he did, he ran his hands up and down my legs concentrating mostly on my thigh area. With the same gentle care he always used, he lifted my legs up a bit to allow him access to my ass and he dove in with his tongue sending my nerve endings into a frenzy. He worked on the nether-region for several minutes and as he did old junior was just oozing juice onto my belly. I told him that I couldn't hang on any longer - that the gusher was imminent and he backed off a bit. I tried to look down at him to see if he was in the same hard place I was but I couldn't really see....I assumed but I couldn't reach out to check....and then I had my answer. With one hand holding up my legs JD used his other to maneuver his rock hard cock in circles around my asshole....then rubbed it all over my balls and he grabbed both our dicks and rubbed them together. It was at that point that, having lubed my hole up really good, he inserted himself in me....very slowly about a half inch at a time - pulling back each time and going in a little further. I was used to his motion now, after the other few times he had fucked me....and I braced myself for the pounding I was sure was coming. With the precision of...well I don't know...but with precision and determination he slowly continued to bring himself in a little further each time until...Bang...there it was...he hit the spot and the contact sent shudders...you know...like goose bumps all up and down my body. I thought he was going to increase his speed but he didn't...he left his dick in there for a bit with his head making contact with my button....and then he kind of moved around from side to side....back a little and then forward. He was, in effect, massaging my prostrate with the head of his cock...not his finger....his cock. I felt full and stuffed but in a good way. There was no pain...just that sensation and all of my senses were working on over drive. I now had my legs wrapped around his waist and as he was moving around inside me and his tongue was working my nipples....he continued the movement....slow and steady and I think the combination of that, the entire experience and his constant assault on my nipples brought me completely to the brink and I told him that. He took one last bite on each nub and then he focused on his fucking....bringing himself almost all the way out and then slowly back to the nugget...and then I could tell he was tensing up...as was I and I told him it was gonna happen.....with a bit of a grunt he plowed all the way back in and I could feel his muscles...and the veins in his dick expanding and contracting and then it hit...both of us at almost the exact same time....I blew like I have never blown before.....I tried to pull my hands free and it wouldn't happen....raising my ass up and down on the bed just furthered the motion of the two of us together and the combination of that movement brought about an earth-shattering orgasm for me...and judging by all things...for Michael too. He continued the motion until I felt him start to soften up a bit....and as he slowed almost all the way down he slowly, bit by bit, pulled out of me until I felt that little pop as he exited. Michael then took my dick in his mouth licking it up and down and all over...and then he cleaned my stomach and chest with his tongue running it back up to my neck to get that last bit of spooge that flew up there.....and then he kissed me....our tongues fighting for best position....for minutes it seemed....a kiss like no other. With that he rolled off and lay down on his back next to me. He turned and looked at me and just smiled..................