I Said Yes

A Few Fun-filled days in Seattle

I woke, at around 6am, to the familiar smell of coffee in the air. I got up, padded to the bathroom to take a leak and then walked out into the living area where Michael was sitting on the couch, dogs sound asleep on either side of him, in his underwear reading the paper.

“Why didn’t you wake me up?”

“You were sleeping so hard I figured you needed it” (Michael)

“Well, thank you…I was a bit tired…well wore out after you were done…”

“You are a funny guy…or so you think” (Michael)

“Hey, it was a good tired…a really good tired” 

“Well then…my work here is done…ha-ha” (Michael)

“What’s on your agenda today?”

“I have to go over to Southern Wine and Spirits…trying to negotiate a distributing deal…and then I have 4 restaurants to call on…and then the wine dinner tonight which, I was hoping, you would go with me to” (Michael)

“So, timing-wise…what are you thinking? I had called Nolan to see if we could pop by his new tasting room and then I thought we would go over to Ste. Michelle’s and check out their venue…but any of that we can do tomorrow too”

“Have to be at Southern at 9am…figure about an hour or 90 minutes for that and then I am stopping by Elliott’s, The Met, Zig Zag and Anthony’s down on the pier…I figure all of that will be done by 2 or 3…Then the wine dinner at the Met is at 7…I think we might have to do the tourist thing tomorrow if that is ok?” (Michael)

“, that all works…I need to do some serious laundry, the dogs are going to the groomer at 8, and then I need to get some groceries. We can go see Nolan and the other spot tomorrow if you want…or if there is something else you want to do…I am ok with that too”

“Well…what I want to do…” (Michael)

“I meant besides that…”

“Buzz-Kill!!” (Michael)

We agreed to postpone any tourist activities until the following day. I had known Michael had several appointments…I was glad he bunched them all in one day, so we had the next day all to ourselves. He would be in town for a total of 4 days, but I only had that day and the following off. The other two days, I was sure, would be spent killing time while I worked and then meeting up with the guys in the evening. Since Chris and Diane were also in town, I knew we would be seeing them too.

Michael jumped in the shower…not before he did a little strip tease for me in the living room. We played a little grab ass and made out for a bit and then I took the pups out while he showered. I was in the bathroom and, as always, mesmerized by the sight of his naked body through the shower glass. I told him I was gonna run the pups over to the groomer and head to the store. He opened the glass door and we kissed. He said he would text me in between appointments and then I grabbed the pups and took off.

The day was uneventful, at least until I got a call from my mother in California. Seems my dad was having some health problems and difficulty related to a hip replacement he had a few weeks before. He had become susceptible to infection after the surgery and was in the hospital fighting sepsis. Mom sounded concerned, but in control. She never asked me for anything, and she was as strong and independent as any stereotypical Irish grandma was. At 70, though she didn’t have to (with 3 grandsons living close) she still mowed the lawn, stacked firewood and did all the yard work on top of taking care of my dad. She was literally 5-foot-nothing, weighed almost 100 lbs., had striking silver hair and dressed to the nines even to do yard work. She spent 35 years working for a doctor in town and she was a formidable force in the community. She and my dad recently sold a travel business and, while he retired, she continued to work part-time…saying it would be the only thing that would keep her sane.

My reason for pointing all that background out was that she never asked for help…and her voice never exhibited concern…until this call. She wouldn’t say it, but I knew she wanted me to come home…she wanted me to see my dad and it felt like there was something she needed but was not saying. After a few minutes on the phone I basically let her think I had been considering a quick trip in the next few weeks…before we got crazy at work with the fall season. She sounded relieved and asked me to call and chat with my dad in the next day or so…even that request was odd for her…so I told her I would look at my schedule and call them in the morning. Her tone picked up and I could tell she was happy…

I went about my business that day…picked up the groceries and got everything put away…ran back and got the pups…damn they always looked so cute after the groomer. Spent some time putzing around the house…mundane chores like sweeping, cleaning the bathroom…laundry (Especially the bed linen-ha) and basic dusting and bathroom cleaning. It was about 1pm and I needed to eat so I decided to run up to the travel agency, next door to Admiral, and see about flights. I always tried to use the travel agency for airline stuff…just to support them because of the family business my parents had…in the age of internet travel…agencies were dropping left and right and I wanted to do my small part to keep them around. After seeing what the airfare was to fly down to Sacramento, I figured it would be better to take a road trip and drive. It was stupid expensive to fly, and it was only a 10-hour drive so me and the pups would take a road trip in the next few weeks.

I popped into Admiral and was greeted by Steve. I swore he worked 24 hours a day…or it was just a subconscious thing, on my part, to go when I knew he’d be there. We chatted for a few minutes and I got a text from Michael telling me he would be done in an hour or so…I told him I was at Admiral and would wait for him…we could grab a quick bite to eat before heading back to the house. Steve and I bantered back and forth about the upcoming football season…he was a die-hard Seahawks fan and I was a Cowboys fan, so we had lots to argue about. Steve had shared preseason tickets with me for the Cowboys-Seahawks game the previous year…our football banter was always friendly, and I appreciated his passion. There was Irish soccer on the tv that day and he was preoccupied with that, so it was kind of quiet…only the regular die-hard soccer fans in the joint.

The rest of the afternoon was uneventful until we got back to the house. Michael showed up at Admiral…we chatted some more with Steve, ate some lunch and then headed back to the house to get ready for the wine dinner at the Met. Michael had spoken with Diane and we were going to meet Diane and Chris in the bar about 6pm for “pre-game”. I figured we would all go out, probably to Zig Zag, afterwards and we would likely hook up with Nolan, Corey and Rob. We had about three hours to kill and Michael said he wouldn’t mind taking a quick power nap which I figured would play right into my plan. I was feeling adventurous and I had planned on surprising him with a little “afternoon delight”…you see, the last time he was at my house he had left those cuffs…and I had every intention of using them while he was here. That afternoon was as good as any to surprise him!

We got back to the house and I told him I was going to take the pups out. When I got back in the house he was in the bedroom, had taken his shirt off, and was getting out of his pants. Damn I loved that look…him in his underwear…it almost made me faint every time I saw him like this…I came up behind him and hugged him and he turned, and we kissed. I led him to the bed, were he sat down on the side of the bed. I went to my closet and retrieved the two pairs of cuffs he had left. He watched me as I returned to where he was sitting, placing the handcuffs on the nightstand. We kissed again and I told him to lay back…with his head on the pillows. I gazed at him lying there…his hairy chest and his hard nipples just begging to be played with. I ran my hand down his chest, over his stomach until I came to the waistband of his boxer briefs. He just sat there with a grin on his face as he knew what was coming…

I instructed him to lie back on the bed and stretch his arms out to the corners of the bed. I took the handcuffs and handcuffed each wrist to the corner of my bed…he looked so hot and sexy. I stripped down to my underwear and straddled him on the bed. I sat on his crotch and I could feel his hard dick underneath me, looking down at him I was turned on by his flawless skin, his hairy chest, his hard nipples, and his stomach with a little hair around his belly button leading down into his underwear. I bent down, placing soft kisses on his neck, slowing moving down to his chest where I kissed and licked his hard nipples…leaving them wet with my saliva. I continued to kiss on down to his stomach where I ran my tongue in his little belly button; I glanced up from time to time noticing that he was watching my every move. When I reached his underwear, I got up and moved to the foot of the bed. I sat down and placed his feet in my lap, and I massaged his calves and thighs. Moved onto his feet and I began to suck on his toes…one at a time…never taking my eyes off his face. He was squirming a little bit and let out a few heavy sighs…I knew this was getting to him.

Michael was saying how good it felt and pulling on the handcuffs like he wanted to be free to put his hands on me. I finished with his feet and moved back to his waist and I could see his semi hard cock through the thin fabric of his white boxer briefs. I put my nose in his crotch breathing in his scent, I could hardly contain myself, I rubbed his throbbing cock through the fabric, and I could see the wet spots on his underwear from his precum. Michael began to wiggle and beg me to take his underwear off and release his hard dick. I granted his request by sliding his underwear down and tossing them on the floor. I looked at his fully hard cock and mine started to drool but I contained myself…not touching my cock…Michael's cock was now on his stomach leaking precum. I grabbed it up and placed it in my mouth. I licked the head clean of precum and then did my best to deep throat his dick as he let out several moans. I sucked his cock while I rubbed his balls with my hand and, as I sucked, he rolled his hips and began humping my face and trying to get more into my mouth. His breathing got faster and I felt his balls start to tighten and lift…I didn't want him to cum just yet so I lifted up off his dick and he looked at me with the saddest puppy eyes…I really had to laugh at his disappointment…In a whispered tone he asked…

“What are you doing”

I chuckled out loud and promised him that I was going to make this worth his while…but that I didn't want it to end too soon. I kissed him then reached for the keys to the handcuffs. He looked at me with confusion as I freed him from the cuffs and then I rolled him over on to his belly. Now, I had never actually rimmed anyone before…and I didn’t know he had ever had it done to him…not a conversation we had had before...but I was about to find out. I spread his legs and placed myself at his ass…he fidgeted a little bit and I told him to just relax and go with it…it was going to be trial and error and I chuckled again. I spread his ass cheeks which revealed a tight hole with a little hair around it. I then went for gold and buried my face in his ass…not sure about my technique, I was urged on by his moaning, sighs and the fact I could see that his dick was leaking buckets worth. I plugged my tongue into his ass, and he jumped a bit but did not stop me…in fact…he seemed to push back which encouraged me to keep it up and go deeper…

After a minute or two of that, Michael raised himself up onto his knees giving me more access. I could feel his ass open the more I used my tongue in and out. He let out moan after moan as he moved his ass back and forth over my tongue. I ate his ass for what seemed like hours and he seemed to savor every minute. Finally, I pulled myself away and rolled him over on his back. I took my underwear off and straddled myself over his dick and, as I began rubbing our dicks together, we both started to leak a lot of precum…his hands were moving all over my body and was starting to have an effect on me. I moved back on the bed and began to suck his rock-hard dick again…he moved his hands onto my head and started guiding me, putting more and more of it in my mouth with every stroke. His breathing was becoming shorter and faster…suddenly, his body tensed up and bam...I felt a load of hot cum fill my mouth. I swallowed what I could, but a lot of it ran back down his dick and onto his stomach. I kept sucking until his breathing slowed and his cock started to soften…at that point he sort of pushed me away and I knew he was at that sensitive stage…I pulled off but was still teasing his balls with my fingers. After a minute or two I raised myself up and he pulled me close and started to run his slippery hands up and down my cock. He kept going and I had to brace myself against him…I felt my knees shaking and my breathing was heavy. He scooped up some of the jizz off his belly and used it on my dick and then slipped one, and then a second finger into my ass….

I looked at Michaels face and he had that evil grin and determined look in his eyes…he kept pumping until I couldn’t hold back any more…I blew a huge load onto his stomach…4 or 5 heavy shots…the next thing I knew, his fingers went in deep and hit my spot and it forced two more serious shots to come flying out of my cock…unexpected and intense. I thought I was gonna pass out from that intensity. When I calmed down, I had to push his hands away as I became really sensitive too. When the motion stopped, I looked at Michael and he was smiling…I could see the passion in his dark eyes as he pulled me on top of him and kissed me while rubbing my back and butt. I could feel the intensity, passion and emotion running through our bodies as we kissed, and he held me. Michael let me up and I went to the bathroom returning with a wet washcloth and cleaned the cum off both of us. I ran the cloth over and around his belly, his chest, around his balls and then slowly over his semi-hard cock.

When I was finished Michael stood up and hugged and kissed me again. I looked in his eyes and they were a little…err…misty I guess you would say. Though I was a bit confused, I chalked it up to the passion and emotion of the moment…

“I am just a bit impressed…and surprised…you took control…and I liked it…I liked it an awful lot” (Michael)

“I could tell! Ha-Ha”

“Sure seems like to you getting a little more into it these days” (Michael)

“That’s what you do to me”

“Aww” (Michael)

“You do…not to get all sappy on you but…well…you make me want to do different things”

“Well, sounds like a challenge…so…Challenge accepted Sir” (Michael)

“Shit…look what time it is”

We were supposed to be meeting Diane and Chris in about 45 minutes…we had lost all track of time…and he never got his nap…ha-ha

“Guess we will just have to…err…shower together to save time…”