The Century

Kyle stirred in bed as he drifted into consciousness with a moment of blurry confusion waking in an unfamiliar place. “Oh yea,” remembering he was with Jason. One eye peaked open to find the clock… 2:40am, thirst and the need to pee brought him fully awake. Quietly, slowly, trying to not disturb Jason, he sat up on the edge of the bed feeling the puffy tenderness of his hole after the royal fucking from Jason. Scratching his balls, feeling the cock ring around his junk he silently stood and headed to the hallway powder room for a leak on his way to the kitchen for a glass of water. The full moon over the water caught his eye. Stepping out onto the deck it was still a pleasant 76 degrees as he scanned the bay glazed in the silver mist of moonlight. The water was calm and glass smooth watching a tug pilot a container ship toward the piers. Standing by the deck rail he absentmindedly reached down scratching his pubes, giving a tug on his dick adjusting the cock ring behind his nuts. Sensing movement behind him, he turned to see Jason coming onto the deck. Stepping behind Kyle, he wrapped his arms around nuzzling the scruff of his chin to Kyle’s shoulder. Softly nipping at his ear and with a kiss on the neck Jason gave a bear hug and whispered, “Here you are… I reached for you and you weren’t there. I was afraid you had bailed and were gone, you okay?” Feeling Jason’s pube bush and the semi-erect dick at his ass, “M-hmmm”, Kyle hummed, spreading his legs apart just a bit turning his head back for a kiss. “Woke up to pee and came out to take in the view. Everything is great, couldn’t be any better.” Jason’s hands drifted to Kyle’s chest, palming his pecs massaging and rubbing his nipples. With a wiggle, Kyle snuggled in tighter with a slight push of his butt into Jason’s groin. With one hand on Kyle’s pecs, his other hand continued rubbing down his abdomen, following the treasure trail over his tummy, across his navel resting at the crest of Kyle’s pubes. Feeling Jason’s arousal growing, Kyle spread his legs further apart as the stiffening dick was putting a mounting pressure to his taint. Jason pressed forward putting his body in full contact into Kyle’s back. Nuzzling into his neck, Jason whispered, “I don’t want to fuck, but I feel like I want to be inside you again, yes?” Without a word, Kyle leaned forward resting his elbows on the railing pushing his hips and ass back. Reaching behind, he spread his cheeks exposing his hole letting Jason know it would be more than okay. Pulling the skin back on his erection baring the head of his growing dick, Jason rubbed from Kyle’s taint upward until finding the lightly puffed hole and his target. Feeling the head of Jason’s hardness at his opening, he pushed his fuck hole out to let Jason know he was right there and was ready to feel him push his awesome seven inches inside him again. A small drizzle of remnant cum and ass juice oozed from Kyle making his puckered hole wet and lubed to receive Jason’s cock. Jason pressed forward and with one stroke easily entered Kyle’s self-lubed ass feeling the extreme wetness still there from the earlier fuck and cum dump, filling him again with the entire length of his now fully erect dick. Crossing his arms and laying his head on his wrists, Kyle relaxed and felt the fullness of Jason’s erection, the brushing of his pube bush on his butt cheeks, the hair on his abs and chest on his back. Jason lay still, fully prone over Kyle clinging to his back, reaching beneath him hands slowly and methodically exploring everything, his chest, abs, tummy fur, giving his dangling cock a tug and squeeze, fondling the low hanging ball sack, toying at the cock ring, running his hands along the hips, down the legs and back up again. Kyle could feel an occasional twitch of Jason’s erection inside him. Jason shifted his footing and Kyle caught his breath as he felt the cock shift from side to side. “You’re still wet, so tight and warm, god I love just being here, in you, holding you” his warm breath teasing Kyle’s ear and neck. Another twitch from Jason’s dick sent a wave of pleasure through Kyle as he felt Jason’s hands continue exploring his body. Kyle couldn’t remember ever feeling like this. All the times at the university he and Ross had sex fucking each other never felt like this. This was new, this was different, unfamiliar. Yes, Jason had his dick in his ass but they weren’t really having sex. Jason certainly wasn’t fucking. Slowly it dawned to Kyle, “Is he loving me, no pretense, no manipulation, no ulterior motive, simply loving being with me, loving me for being with him, being here?” With his right hand in the middle of Kyle’s chest tickling at the patch of hair, Jason moved his left hand down slowly to the pubes. Spreading his fingers wide, he pushed through the pube hair, fingers resting on either side of Kyle’s now semi-erect dick working the steel band of cock ring up and down, side to side. With no warning, Kyle suddenly sucked in a gasp and looked down between his legs as he forcefully ejaculated a long string of cum landing with a ‘splat’ on the deck. Caught completely off guard, he gave a slight jump as his dick spewed another long rope of cum, and another. “Oh my god, I’m cumming, I’m cuuummmming. What the hell, oh god I’m cumming” he said in a surprised voice. He watched as one last ribbon of jizz dripped from the tip of his cock, a long elastic string of jizz dangling for a moment then breaking away and falling. Jason raised himself from Kyle’s back, arms extended bracing himself on the railing, “You’re kidding, right? You just blew your load? No way! We weren’t… I wasn’t… I didn’t fuck you! I certainly wasn’t intending to make you shoot off.” “Damn right I shot a load!” Kyle exclaimed. “How in the hell…. I didn’t even have a hard on. I don’t get it.” With a chuckle and a hug Jason said “Hey bud, think you just had an ass-gasm, you know, a spontaneous blow just cuz I’m parked in your ass, or maybe it was the pressure on your ‘p’ spot. Either way, dude, you just spooged the patio” he said laughing again with another bear hug. “Oh shit, I am sorry,” Kyle said, embarrassed at the mess. “I’ll get some towels and clean that up… so sorry.” As Kyle stood, Jason’s receding hard on slipped out letting a small ooze of cum from earlier escape the hole. “You’ll do nothing of the sort there Mr. Mojo,” Jason replied. “Not the first time a blast of cum has hit this deck. More than once I’ve been out here with a morning coffee and rather persistent woody with no choice but to spank it. It’ll be dry and gone by morning. Let’s get back in bed. I could use some more sleep. Crawling into bed, Jason spooned in tight behind Kyle. With one hand under the pillow and the other draped across Kyle’s hips, Jason reached his hand to feel and cover Kyle’s cock, gently squeezing his nut sack. With his hand still holding Kyle’s cock, feeling his body heat under the sheet, they both drifted back to sleep.

Kyle stirred turning over, slowly opening his eyes to see Jason, wide awake staring back at him. “Good morning, gorgeous.” Jason said with a smile, leaning in for a kiss. “You do know how amazing you are, right? I was just laying here watching you sleep thinking how great it is to not wake up alone and cold.” Returning a kiss, Kyle replied, “Don’t know about the gorgeous and amazing part, but I do like waking up next to somebody. Especially if that somebody is you, but right now I need to pee” as he threw back the sheet, hopped out of bed and slipped into the bathroom. As he was relieving himself Jason called out with a loud voice “I’m coming back with a coffee, want one? Black? Cream or sugar?” he asked. “Black black and black, please,” Kyle answered. “It’s not really coffee if you start putting junk in it.” Climbing back into bed Kyle adjusted both his and Jason’s pillows against the headboard and leaned back just as Jason came back with the coffees. Handing Kyle a cup and getting into bed Jason asked, ”So plans for today? You need to cut and run or do you have the day to kill?” “There are some things I could or should do,” Kyle answered, “but nothing critical or is a ‘must do’, sounds like you got something up your sleeve.” “Well if we can and you want to,” Jason continued, “was thinking about two possible options for a day trip since it’s suppose to be a sunny day in the 90’s. For one, we could drive down the coast to Ascot, cruise the shops, antique joints, and there’s a great little mom and pop café place out in the middle of nowhere that’s a nice place to eat. Or, option two would be to drive up to the mountains. If we went to Eagle Crest there’s a nice easy day hike trail and Eagle’s Nest Lodge has an amazing chef in their restaurant. This place is built on the edge of a bluff and you can watch bald eagles hovering in the updraft thermals. This being a Saturday there’s probably something in the outdoor amphitheater. Nice venue, tiered levels so you take beach chairs or a blanket on the ground for whatever the show is. Sometimes it’s a variety show, a local musician or something. We could call for reservations, walk a trail, get back in time for dinner then catch the amphitheater. What’cha think? Either of those sound interesting?” “I think Eagle Crest would be the more fun,” Kyle answered, “but I’ll need to go home for jeans, sneaks and probably a sweatshirt or jacket. Expect it gets chilly after sunset, but yes, let’s do Eagle Crest.” Jason picked up his phone, googled for the info and called. “All set,” Jason said putting the phone down. “Dinner at 6:00, table for two on the balcony, and the amphitheater is some kind of theater play. Before we do that, though, I want you to meet Henry.” Opening the night stand drawer, Jason reached for the dildo. “This is Henry,” he said wagging the dildo back and forth. “As in Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. Henry is my poetic plastic penis pucker poker which comes in handy when there is a serious need to have something in my ass. But this time I would really like for you to take Henry here and open me up so you can put that eight inches of delicious dick in me and fuck me into oblivion. I am  feeling a real  need to get laid.” “But I shot three loads times night” Kyle said. “Yea, sorry about that” Jason replied. “You cumming on the deck was a bit of a surprise. I was hoping to prime your pump for me this morning.” “Oh, I am most definitely going to fuck you” Kyle insisted tugging his stiffening dick, “But this could take a while for me to get off.” “I sincerely hope so” Jason said excitedly getting on all fours across the bed raising his ass to Kyle, “I need more than a three minute jock-poke, if you know what I mean. This hole needs a long hard pounding.” Kneeling behind, Kyle spread Jason’s butt wide brining his mouth to the puckered ring and started licking wetting it with spit.”Oh Christ, yes, that feels good,” Jason hissed as Kyle’s tongue tickled and prodded at his hole. Kyle licked, nibbled, sucked and stabbed his tongue in and out making Jason squirm and wiggle his ass as Kyle kept his mouth on his pucker. With Jason’s hole wet with spit, Kyle inserted two fingers into the tightness beginning to stretch Jason open. “Oh yea, just like that,” Jason purred, “go for three, open me up, dude. God, yes that feels good.” Kyle’s third finger entered, then a fourth, twisting his hand left and right feeling Jason’s hole relax adjusting to his invading fingers. “Let me have Henry. Put that thing in my ass.” Jason reached into the drawer for the lube handing it to Kyle, “Better put some of this on me before you poke Henry into me.” Kyle squeezed a drizzle of lube on Jason’s puckered hole as he flexed it in and out, winking at Kyle, begging to be entered. Kyle rubbed the head of the dildo around in the lube on Jason’s hole, then put it dead center to Jason’s pucker and started to push. “There it is… yes… yesssss… easy does it, but don’t stop, please don’t stop.” Pushing forward, Kyle watched as Jason’s hole stretched around the head of the dildo. Passing the point of resistance suddenly slipping through the tightness and was in. “Oh holy crap that feels good. Burns a bit but god it’s a good burn. I wanna suck you. Slide under here so I can eat your dick while you and Henry work on my ass.” Sliding down, Jason grabbed Kyle’s stiffening cock, running his tongue around the head a few times tasting a drop of pre-cum before swallowing it whole to the back of his throat while massaging his balls causing Kyle to let out a low groan pushing Henry deeper into Jason’s fuck chute. With one hand working the dildo, Kyle milked Jason’s erection jacking the foreskin over the knob causing a drip of pre-cum to leak out and hang from the tip. Kyle pulled the stiff prick back to his mouth, licking the sweet nectar from the head. Jason’s mouth fell into sync swallowing Kyle as he started prodding with a slow long stroking rhythm using the full length of the dildo. Jason worked his mouth up and down the length of Kyle’s dick, coming off just to the corona rim then running his tongue around the head. “Jesus have mercy,” Kyle whimpered. “You’re killing me with that tongue.” “I want you to take me now,” Jason said, pulling away from Kyle, the dildo slipping out of his hole, “but I want to ride you. I need to ease that fuck stick into me.” “I thought said you took Trevor’s dick no problem” Kyle said. “Well ya, but give me a break. Trev’s dick was a long lean ten inches. By comparison that’s like getting fucked with ten inches of broom stick next to this baseball bat you’re packing. Now lay down so I can sit on that pole.” Squatting low over Kyle, Jason held Kyle’s erection guiding it to his pucker. “Oh there it is…. Oh yea… my ass is gonna love this. Good lord that is one big dick,” Jason grunted as his hole stretched over the head of Kyle’s cock. “Almost there, almost theeeere, Oh god Oh god there it is” Jason yelling as the head of Kyle’s dick popped thru the tight sphincter entering the warm wetness inside. Kyle gripped Jason’s stiff dick, jacking it as he lowered himself taking the full length of hard dick up his ass. Firmly mounted on Kyle’s pole, Jason stayed still for a moment, momentarily overcome with fullness of having Kyle inside him. Jason started moving forward and back feeling the hardness rubbing against his prostate. “Oh god that’s a lot of dick! You’re bigger than Henry, and I was feeling proud about being able to take him but this feels fucking huge.” Jason changed positions slightly riding straight up and down on Kyle’s prod. “Holy shit, mister, your dick is making me crazy” Jason panted, riding Kyle as his own dick bounced with each rise and fall. Gripping the dick flopping in his face, Kyle jacked Jason’s hard prick in time to his riding strokes. “Stroke me, yes, yank that dick” Jason begged. “Damn, this is great. You’re dick feels sooooo huge! Put me on my back” Jason commanded leaning forward, legs straddling Kyle. Lacing his fingers behind Kyle’s neck he fell back pulling him up. As he fell backwards Kyle pushed himself up rolling Jason flat onto the mattress. Kyle twisted his legs around behind him keeping his dick planted snuggly in Jason. Throwing his legs over Kyle’s shoulder Jason said, “Time for some real fucking. Take my ass and fuck my brains out big guy! Show me what you got.” Planting his hands on Jason’s chest, Kyle slammed his dick hard into Jason. “Oh holy fuck yes, drill that hole, just like that. Give it to me.” Kyle pounded Jason’s ass as he squirmed underneath him. Falling forward, Kyle lay himself fully prone on top of Jason feeling his erection pressed against his abs. With a short hip swivel, Kyle kept up an easy pace gliding in and out of Jason’s hole for a few more minutes. Raising up on his knees, Kyle gripped Jason by the ankles, spreading him apart pile driving his dick into Jason’s guts feeling his balls swing and slap his ass on each stroke. “Okay, time out, stud, you need to pull out for bit.” Jason cried putting his hand on Kyle’s stomach. “You’re tearing me apart. My ass needs a break and I want to taste my ass on that fuck stick.” Kyle sat back letting his dick slide out and flop to the mattress. Jason sat up reaching for the slick cock. Laying in front of Kyle, Jason pulled the cock to his mouth licking his balls, licking the length of Kyle’s dick, tasting his ass juices before deep-throating Kyle down his gullet. Kyle held Jason’s head as he skull fucked him driving deep into his throat. Choking and gasping for air, Jason came off of Kyle. Falling to his back, throwing his legs over his head, locking his knees behind his shoulders, his ass and fuck hole high, Jason patted his swollen pucker. “Okay slugger. Shove that dick-bat back in my ass and fuck me to a home run. I’m ready to run the bases and score at home plate.” Remembering the move that Jason used, Kyle grasped Jason by the ankles going onto his tip toes and planked his body letting the full force of his weight drive his dick into Jason. “Oh, jesus fucking-A, dude, you’re riding my spot. Oh yes! Right there! Pound my ass just like that! C’mon…. fuuuuuuuuuuuck meeeeee.” Kyle continued pile driving into Jason, sweat beading on his forehead and running down his back. “I can feel that!” Jason screamed feeling Kyle’s dick stiffen even more as he plowed into him. “You’re getting close aren’t you? C’mon, fuck me. Drain those balls. Shoot that nut load deep in my ass. You’re ripping me open with that dick mister. You need to cum. I need to cum. I can’t take much more. I need you to dump that load in me!” Jason screamed, gripping the sheets, writhing with the pounding he was taking. “Shit… oh shit… I’m gonna blow, Kyle. Almost there… god oh god oh god yes… fuck me, take me home” Jason yelled as he felt the wave of his orgasm overtake him. Pitching his head forward, mouth open, he grabbed hold of himself as a thick rope of jizz erupted from his cock hitting his forehead leaving a ribbon of cum down his nose and cheek. Another long shot landing in his mouth, another, and another. Three globs of cum pooling on his tongue. Still cumming, splats of jizz covered his chin and neck. Pinching his sphincter tight around Kyle’s rod with each shot was more than Kyle could take. Kyle let out a gasp as he blew his load into Jason’s gut. One, two, three hard shots. “Oh shit!”, Jason cried in surprise, “I can feel you shooting. I feel the cum hitting me… oh god yes!” Leaning forward, Kyle licked the cum from Jason’s chin, cheek and forehead, kissing him, feeding him the spooge he shot onto his face, and finally slurping up the puddle of jizz from his neck and another kiss Kyle had licked Jason clean as his breathing returned to normal. “Eat my ass!” Jason commanded. “Clean that up and kiss me cuz I want to taste your load.” Kyle quickly buried his face into Jason’s hole, licking his cum from the balls and stabbing his tongue into the swollen well fucked pucker. Jason flexed his ass, pushing a streaming drizzle of fresh cum out of his hole to Kyle’s waiting tongue. Holding the cum in his mouth, kissing Jason, he let it out, licking and spreading it on Jason’s lips and chin. Hugging Kyle, Jason said “Well that was one helluva nut busting fuck. You wore my ass out”, Jason said, flipping his flaccid cock to his navel. “Just lay here and hold me. I don’t think I can move just yet and it’s a sure bet I can’t stand up. I’m gonna be walking funny for the next little while after you tearing my ass apart. I have never been stud fucked like that, not even the week in Hawaii with Trevor. He’s a really good fuck, but he can’t do what you just did.” They lay still for a while, cooling off each enjoying the aftershocks of epic orgasms. Rubbing Jason’s chest, feeling the remnant stickiness of sweat and cum, “Look at the mess we made” Kyle said. “I’m all sweaty, you’re a sweaty mess and you smell of sex, cum and ass. I think we need to hit the shower, get us both cleaned up and then head out.” “Good plan” Jason said, “but no funny business in the shower this time. I just don’t have anything left to give at the moment. I will, however, want you to wand me and wash the load of spunk out of my ass. I don’t think I need to be sitting at the restaurant tonight and get up with a wet spot on my pants from your cum leaking out of my asshole. So now, NOW I think we’ve finished what we started last night, yes?” “Hell yes” Kyle agreed.

Out of the shower and dried off, Kyle took the cock ring off putting it back in the drawer along side Henry. Heading to the kitchen to collect his clothes still lying on the floor he got dressed. As he was leaving Kyle called out to Jason, “I’m gonna run home, change clothes and check my messages. How about a half hour and I’ll see you downstairs at the coffee shop?” “Sounds good” Jason yelled from the bedroom. “See in a few.”

Kyle turned the key unlocking the door to his place, small and unassuming compared to Jason’s penthouse-esque place. “No matter” thinking to himself, “there is no competition here, but why would Jason want to spend the day, taking the entire day so he could be with me and hang out? And on the balcony last night…. What was that? Did he really want to be with me for me or was that a just a move to get laid? Enough of the second guessing crap. Maybe there’s a real chance he’s feeling as unsure as I am but comfortable enough to pursue a friendship, all-be-it a friendship with some great literal fucking benefits! Could I be more than just a good suck and fuck? Okay, focus, clothes…. t-shirt, jacket, sneakers, jeans, the 501’s yes. Boxers or commando? Definitely not commando. Blue plaid Hanes… Bingo! Hang free and still have underwear.”

Jason’s mind wandered as he was processing what had happened over night…  “So this gorgeous hunk of a hung fucking guy thinks I am some kind of ‘hot stuff’, going on a day trip to the mountains with me, is this really happening? I was sure he would want to bail with a polite excuse, but guess not. Does he want to really know who I am, or does he think I’m a gold mine with Rubicon and I’m being played? Does he see I could give a shit less about what the DOW or markets say I’m worth? I have much more to give than what some analyst with a spreadsheet says that I have as value. Shit, fifteen minutes to be at the coffee shop…. T-shirt, hoody pullover, hightops, khaki dockers, Unico pouch trunks, got it. Geeeze my ass is still sore. Kyle really must have really pounded me good.”

Reaching for the door at the coffee shop, a horn honked. Kyle looked up to see Jason parked at the curb in a white Mercedes SKL 350, top down on the convertible. “Ready to go?” Jason asked as Kyle opened the door. “I told Carl not to let the security guys know I was leaving so we won’t have our tail following us all day.” Seated and buckling up, Kyle commented, “Christ, nice ride you got!” “Don’t get all drooley” Jason cautioned, ”It’s a company lease. The guys worked out some kind of arrangement with West Side Motors, so we all three are in some kind of Benz. I could be happy with a beater truck, personally. All I need is to get from point A to point B without breaking down. This is a bit of overkill if you ask me, but it is what it is. Kyle was a bit nervous about keeping a conversation going but Jason quickly broke the ice asking, “So how’s Hamlin doing? I poked around to know Hamlin is one of three in the trade area. Is it a tough market to hang on to?” “Interesting you should ask it like that” Kyle replied. “The trade area is huge and we have a good share of it. Competition isn’t real cutthroat but we are hearing rumblings that the guys out on the east side are in trouble. Best we can figure is an internal dysfunctional admin which eventually shows up in customer service. Sometimes we go after some of their clients but this last year they have been coming to us looking to make a change. If that trend continues, we are looking at an 8% annual growth rate. The VPs and all our business operations hats are thinking two possible outcomes to benefit Hamlin. We sit tight while we watching these guys go tits up, or we keep a close eye and when things get really bad we give them a buy-out offer acquiring their customers, stock and facility. That would be a huge boost for us. We have the inner-city facility, the place up north, but if we could take the east side that would be warehouse number three and would pretty much lock us in. Don’t know what we’re going to do just yet but the radar is up if we decide to make a move. So what about Rubicon, what’s the long term plan for you guys?” “Now that is the $50 thousand dollar question” Jason laughed. “Everything we have is a crap shoot. The future is in no way guaranteed in the tech world I live in. We’re a good niche market provider right now, but that could change in the blink of any eye. There could be some tech break through next week that would be a total game changer and Rubicon could be worthless in six months and I would be happy to have Carl’s job sitting in the lobby at Century. One of our guys is a total nerd geek. Consumed with reading, researching and staying currant on anything and everything in IT he’s a walking encyclopedia. The other day he was commenting that progress, innovation, new ideas, new things hitting the consumer is like atomic half life. Example, look at video stuff. At the very beginning it was Beta versus VHS, we know how that turned out. Then there was this boon of video rental stores. Dvds became affordable on the mass market and suddenly VHS was a relic. How many video stores do you see now? Blockbuster? Gone. Video Express? Dead. Everything is streaming on the internet with stuff like Netflix, Hulu, On Demand… anything you want when you want it. And music… When I was a kid, my grandmother had a big-ass Lincoln Mark VII with an 8-track tape player... hottest accessory to put in a car. I mean really, 8-track? I had to look it up to even know what it was. Then cassette took over, walk-mans, personal music devices like Zune or mp3, then it was cd’s... Who buys a cd any more? Geek boy laughed at me the other day when I wanted to update the playlist on my mp3. Computers? Now that’s an exercise in futility. You buy a new laptop or home system and by the time you get it out of the box, set up and load your software it’s on the fast track to being obsolete cuz in six months there will be a bigger faster better deal on the shelf. The big guns survive by buying up and acquiring anything that looks like a threat. Geek boy read an article that the latest I-phone has more computer and processing capability than NASA had available for the Apollo moon launch. Think about that and it will fry your brain. So yea, there is this constant fear that on the turn of a dime, Rubicon could go the way of a Blockbuster or cassette walk-man. We could be obsolete in a heartbeat. Soon after the IPO we got hit with an attempted hostile take-over. The legal team beat it but there’s always this fear of another one knocking at the door. Every time the management group meets the question always comes up about defending Rubicon or taking an acquisition offer. One of these days the three partners are going to vote to sell and it wouldn’t have to be unanimous. It only takes two of the three to vote in favor and it’s a done deal.” Stopping short, Jason caught himself, “Oh god, listen to me going off on this. I sound like a raving nut-case. Soooo sorry, but I get so wound up.” “No apologies” Kyle said empathetically reaching over and putting his hand on Jason’s leg. “It never occurred to me the pressure of staying ahead in the tech world. It’s got to be a bit daunting and scary knowing that threat is constantly there.”

“We’re here” Jason said, pulling into a parking spot in front of the lodge. Getting out of the car, Jason said, “If I remember correctly, the trail head is over that way” pointing to his left. “Time check just to remember that however far we walk in, we have to walk back.” Heading out on the narrow path, Kyle following Jason single file, it was soon clear they were trekking the crest of a high cliff overlooking a breath taking view of the valleys below and a panoramic view of the mountain range. Stopping for a rest at an overlook, Jason commented, “It’s sad that we live here with all of this in our back yard and seldom take advantage of it.” Checking the time he said “We better head back if we are going to make our reservation time”.

Arriving at the lodge at 5:45, Jason checked in with the restaurant desk, “Bergman, 6:00 o’clock reservation for two?” “Yes, here you are” the hostess said. “You’re table is ready. Two for a private table on the balcony deck. Right this way.” Seated at a corner table their waiter promptly arrived. “Good evening, gentlemen.” I am Paul and I will be at your service this evening. May I recommend that you consider our chef special tonight? It’s an herb grilled red snapper, side of steamed broccoli, choice of salads or an appetizer, dessert is cheese cake with a raspberry granache. I’ll give you time to look over our menu, just call for me when you are ready.” “I think the red snapper is a good choice. What about awine?” “Sounds really good to me” Kyle responded, “but you got the wine choice thing, right? I don’t know enough about wines so I will leave that with you.” Getting Paul’s attention, Jason ordered the snapper for two, house salads and requested a white wine, dry and not too sweet. “That was impressive” Kyle said. “Oh piss…” Jason said, laughing.”I don’t know any more about wines than the next guy. I saw that line on a food network show but I’m glad it made an impression on you. Suppose Paul knows we’re a couple of posers?” Dinner arrived and was eaten mostly in silence. As if on cue, a pair of eagles appeared soaring in the updrafts to entertain the dinner guests. Checking the time Jason said, “Fifteen to get out of here and get a seat in the amphitheater.” Tossing the keys to Kyle, “I’ll get the check if you want to get the blanket and cushions out of the car. I’ll meet you over there.” The amphitheater wasn’t large, seating about 200 people so any place would be a good view of the stage. Kyle found a spot center on the top level and spread out the blanket and cushions just as Jason came up. Sitting with legs outstretched, Jason set a cushion between his legs patting it for Kyle to sit. “You can use me as a backrest first act, then we can switch” Jason suggested. Kyle sat leaning into Jason, slightly hunched to a comfy recline just the announcer stepped to the mike giving the welcome spiel of who the theater group was presenting “Much Ado About Nothing”, concession and wine bar available at intermission, enjoy the show. Jason put his arms around Kyle holding him snug resting his chin on the shoulder, every so often giving him a subtle kiss to his ear, or sneaking a wet lick to an ear lobe with a hug. At intermission Kyle stood and asked “I think I’d like a glass of wine, wanna come with?” Jason hesitated, blushed a bit, declined saying, “Errrr you go ahead. I think I should just stay put here. Seems I got a wee bit of a ‘salute’ in my pants. I don’t think we need to let everyone here witness me tenting my trousers.” Kyle glanced down to Jason’s crotch and saw his bulge poking large and to the left. “Got it.” He grinned. “I had no idea Shakespeare was such a turn on for you” he laughed as he turned away. “How about I bring you back a glass of white? Okay?” “Thanks smart-ass” Jason laughed waving Kyle off. Intermission over, as the second act began, Kyle sat legs straight out as Jason lay beside him resting his head on his arm across Kyle’s lap. Kyle casually rested his hand on Jason’s head slowly combing fingers through his hair. Jason reached his hand up interlacing their fingers holding hands. Kyle’s right hand went to Jason’s face tickling his ear and tracing lazy circles to his chin and neck. Jason reached for Kyle’s other hand. With fingers laced he placed it on his stomach, Jason in turn tracing circles on the back of Kyle’s hand. Reaching down, Jason raised the bottom of his sweatshirt turning his head giving Kyle a sly wink. Taking the hint, Kyle slipped his hand under the sweatshirt rubbing Jason’s abs and stomach over the t-shirt, toying with a teasing finger at his navel. Reaching for his elbow, Jason moved Kyle’s hand further up his chest. Again catching the intent, Kyle’s fingers found the nipple ring, gently teasing it with an occasional tug causing Jason to murmur a soft hum of approval. Jason shifted his head position slightly moving his arm across Kyle’s crotch. Looking up he silently mouthed the words, “are you boning?” Kyle simply grinned and gave a subtle nod to confirm that yes, he was indeed sporting a bone as he fondled the nipple ring. “Don’t you just love Shakespeare?” he whispered with a devilish grin. Kyle gave the nipple a stiff pinch causing Jason to let out a muffled ‘yelp’, returning the same devilish grin. With curtain call and accolades to the cast over, they were back in the car for the drive home. With the radio low on the classical station they drove in contented silence. Jason reached for Kyle’s hand, entwining their fingers resting on the console. Breaking the silence, Jason looked to Kyle, “This has been a most wonderful day. Thanks for taking the day with me. I’m sure there were things you probably could have been doing, you blew that off to spend the day. Thank you, just need you to know I appreciate you.” Giving Jason’s hand a prolonged squeeze, Kyle said, “Not just today…. This whole weekend has been a bit overwhelming. I mean amazing, but a bit overwhelming. So what’s up for you this next week? I guess that’s a not so ingenious way of asking was this a one-shot wonder date or do you want to get together again, go somewhere, another date night or just get naked and horny?” “Oh god, what a relief” Jason excitedly replied. “Absolutely I would want to see more of you. Yes to any of what you said. Date night would be amazing. Surely we can find something interesting to go see or do. We can be naked and get busy any time, but would really like to hang with you doing stuff out and about and the answer to you asking ‘was this a one-shot wonder date?’, that’s a big ‘NO’, at least not for me, and what a relief to know you want to stick around. Oh man, this is too great” giving Kyle’s hand a tight squeeze as Kyle leaned over for a quick kiss. “Only problem for me” Jason went on, “is that I’m flying to Montreal first thing tomorrow morning. We, Rubicon, have a proposal for a potential new contract. We’ll be gone until Thursday I think. I’ll double check the flight, but think I get back sometime mid-day Thursday. How about dinner and a movie Thursday night? Want dinner in or go somewhere?” “I think go somewhere for two reasons” Kyle answered. “If we eat in, we may never make it to the show, and I am just full enough of myself that I want to be seen out in public with you on a real date. Is that terrible?” Laughing, Jason leaned over for another kiss saying, “Yes, you are a terrible attention whore, you you you” he said mockingly. “It’s aaaall about you!” “Okay, now that we have that understood. Glad you get it.” Kyle sighed settling back into the seat. “Oh!”, Jason blurted out. “Nearly forgot to tell you this one. Just before we left I was checking emails and had a bullet from Trevor. Here’s a shocker, ready for this? Seems that not too long after the vacation jaunt in Hawaii, Trevor met this guy Zachery or Zach as Trevor calls him. Zach is some kind of a hot shot photographer who does free-lance or contract work, who knows. Photo journalist type stuff. Guess he’s got some A-list pedigree doing war documentary stuff Afghanistan, been to the white house a few times, published in like Time, News Week, some top shit. Anyway, they have been dating ever since and they are getting married next month. Here’s the kicker… Trev and Zach are coordinating a wedding trip around a business conference Trevor has in L.A. Plans are after the conference to come up the coast into B.C. and wanting to know if it cool for him and Zach to stop over here for a few days to visit and see some sights. Would be great if you could meet Trevor and I’m dying to meet Zachery. He tagged me to his face book and Zach is one cute catch. Tiny, I mean short next to Trevor, and just as skinny. I can just imagine what they look like on a naked romp fucking their brains out. Sorry…. Probably shouldn’t go there, but you do wonder.” “Yes, I would very much like to meet Trevor and Zachery” Kyle voiced. “Kinda cool for him that he and Zach are getting married. Maybe bring them back up to Eagle Crest for a sight-seeing daytrip? How much of a drive is it to St. Helens? That may be too much. They may not be too keen on a two day trip with a stay over. Whatever, am sure you’ll come up with something to show them around.” Suddenly silent again, listening to the radio, holding hands, Kyle had a feeling of security, belonging, being wanted. Thinking to himself, “So Jason is including me in plans to be with him when Trevor comes for their visit. He is expecting us to still be together. Wow…. All right then… he wants me to be here and dear god yes, I want him to be with me.” Arriving home, Jason pulled into the parking garage. “Safely home” he said as they stepped out of the car. “Come here slugger,” holding his arms out to Kyle. “I need a hug and a kiss and to tell you one more time how great today, this weekend has been. Soooo glad you said yes to the concert in the park, and for today.” Giving Kyle a bear hug and a wet kiss, tongues dueling, he broke away… “Okay guy… we gotta say good night. I have an early flight and I can’t be tempted, but damn! It’s killing me to say good night.” “Same here” Kyle echoed, “But I really am tired and need to sleep. You have a safe trip and hope things go well for you in Montreal. Will text touch you during the week if that’s okay and see you Thursday for our date night.” Silently Jason nodded and lazily let go of Kyle’s hand and turned to the elevator. As the door started to close Jason gave a quick high-five in the air, “G’nite, slugger”, he said. “See you Thursday” and he was gone. “Yea” Kyle whispered to himself, “See you Thursday”. Kyle was on cloud nine walking the few blocks to his apartment. Turning the key, glad to be home, but alone and not with Jason, he was suddenly tired to the point of exhaustion. With no desire or energy to get out of his clothes, he simply flopped onto the bed, wrapped himself in a top blanket and was asleep. A deep, restful, contented sleep.