“Then hang five, dude, the surf is up, Beach Boys,” Gerry said over his shoulder.
“The dude needs a serious lesson in Southern California culture,” Spike said shaking his head.
“Having fun with your buddies,” Dan said as Gerry made his way up to the bar.
“Yeah, they keep ragging me cause I’m from Alabama,” Gerry said as he held up his empty Budweiser bottle for Bucky to see. “Can’t find your way down to his end of the bar, Bucky.” Gerry called out to the Latino owner of the bar who was chatting with a cute middle aged guy with a similar crew cut as his and bulging muscles only partially contained in a tight T-shirt. Gerry turned and winked at Dan. “That’s will get his goat.”
Bucky didn’t look pleased as he approached. “Does your parole officer know you suck cock. Oh Yeah, sure he does. That how you stay out of the slammer.”
Gerry winked at Dan again. “See I told you.”
“I don’t know what this white trash reject from the south told you, but don’t believe a word of it,” Bucky said and then smiled. “Wine?” he asked looking at Dan.
“I would like another of Milwaukee’s best,” Gerry said.
“Wait your turn, redneck,” Bucky said. “Is he annoying you?” he asked Dan. “I can have security toss his cracker white ass out.”
“No, but I can’t vouch for his ass being cracker white yet,” Dan said. “But I’m working on that.”
Bucky laughed. “You two deserve each other. May you have many children and flush them down the toilet,” he said as he reached for a bottle of Merlot. “This will have to do. I drank all the good stuff the other night,” he told Dan.
“That’s fine. And while you are at it I’ll buy my red neck amigo a Budweiser.”
“You do and you are on the road to ruin,” Bucky said as he pulled a bottle of Budweiser from the cooler.”
“I can see why you and your friends like to come here. It’s like a home for you guys,” Dan said.
“Yeah, Bucky sort of looks out for us. He doesn’t mind the guys hustling as long as they don’t steal from their customers. If someone complains that he was robbed, Bucky will bar the hustler from the bar.”
“I find it strange that you hang out with hustler but aren’t one yourself,” Dan said as he took a sip from his glass. He made a face. “Definitely not the good stuff.”
Gerry shrugged. “I don’t judge my hustler friends. It’s just that I can’t take money for going to be with someone I like and if I didn’t like them, they couldn’t pay me enough money to have sex with them.
“Yeah, well I found out the hard way that I don’t like bought love,” Dan said without thinking.
“I heard you took Mathew home? Was kind of an expensive lesson. He’s the highest paid hustler in the bar. They say he is great in bed.”
“Yes, if you like having sex with a manikin. The guy showed zip emotions. He sounded like a sound track from a sex video. “Oh yeah, yes, oh yeah, harder daddy . . .”
“I get your drift,” Gerry said cutting him off. “Play nice. What did you expect . . . love?”
Dan suddenly got a serious look. “Hell, I guess I did. My bad.”
“He’s an alright guy. Sensitive if you can believe it. Desperately wants to be a painter but,” Gerry lowered his voice. “Doesn’t have a lick of talent.”
“Oh, that’s too bad,” Dan said. “Hey not to change the subject but let me take you out to dinner tonight. I was thinking Mille Fleurs.”
“Dressed like this,” Gerry said touching the front of his T-shirt. “They won’t let me in!”
“Yeah, they will just give you a sport coat to put on.”
“So you have taken scruffy looking boy in before?”
“No, but my German friend has. And they just pulled out an ill-fitting sport from the cloak room and he was fit to serve,” Dan said. “The way he described the boy it had to be Mathew or Terry.”
“German friend. You wouldn’t mean Dieter?”
“Yes. You know him too. Oh my god you’ve gone to bed with him?” Dan said. “You had sex with the German pig?”
“He’s a nice guy, just doesn’t want to settle down with anyone,” Gerry said ignoring what Dan had call Dieter. “Anyway, what goes on behind closed door is supposed to stay there.”
Dan held up his hands. “Hey, I’m just repeating what Dieter told me after three bottles of Rhine wine one night. He described himself as a German pig that needs lots of sex partners.”
“He’s rich enough that he doesn’t care what people think,” Gerry agreed.
“So, dinner?” Dan asked. “Either that or I have to order another glass of this horrible merlot?”
“Yeah, sure,” Gerry said with a smile. “I would like that.”
“Gee, I think I liked the décor almost as much as I liked the seared tuna with a mustard sauce,” Gerry said as he followed Dan out the door of Mille Fleurs. “I especially like the huge blue ceramic tiles on the walls,” he reached out and patted Dan on the shoulder. “Thanks, I never would have been able to afford eating there on my own.”
“Gerry, it was worth it. And I think the company was better than the food or the décor.”
The valet arrived with Dan’s car.
“Keys is in the ignition, Sir,” that attendant, a young man with short cropped hair said with a wonderful smile.
“I bet with the smile he gets great tips,” Gerry said as Dan drove out of the parking lot.
“Hey, his smile hasn’t got anything on yours, buddy.”
Gerry was waiting for Dan to ask him if he wanted to come home with him but Dan just drove to his house instead of the bar. “I bought some Chevis Regal,” Dan said as he opened the car door.
Gerry laughed. “I guess I can refuse the invitation then. And I deserved to have to drink it after making you buy me a glass.” He glanced at the back garden. “Nice. Hot tub and sauna.”
“It’s boring using it alone.”
“I agree. A hot tub is only hot when there two naked bodies cooling the water.” Gerry glanced around the mud room studying the walls. “Certainly well build.”
“Let go to the kitchen.”
“Wow, I wasn’t expecting this,” Gerry said as he looked at the long living room with blue walls and two pewter colored sofa on each side of the room. The room ended with the dining room’s teak table with white cloth covered high backed chairs. “I didn’t expect it to be so modern inside.”
“Yeah, it has the old book by the cover thing going for it. When they see it is a craftsman house they don’t expect an ultra-modern interior.” Dan opened a cabinet and pulled out a bottle of Chevis Regal. “Straight up or on the rocks?”
“Ah, on the rocks.”
Dan filled glasses with ice and poured the scotch.
“Here’s to new friends,” Dan said raising his glass.
“And fun times,” Gerry added as he looked into Dan sky blue eyes.
“What do you want to be when you grow up?” Dan asked.
Gerry laughed. “At twenty-five, I don’t think I get to choose anymore?”
“Then what do you want to be the start of your second life?”
“To be in love. What I’ve always wanted,” Gerry said as he took a big swallow of his drink. “Since I can remember, I’ve wanted to be in love with an older man. Call it a father complex if you like.”
“With your good looks and wonderful body, I’m surprised that you don’t already have a lover.”
“I can close in Atlanta. But my past caught up with me. When Greg found out I was the notorious Atlanta cat burglar he cut me loose quicker that a fisherman cuts his fishing line when he hooks a gator.”
“I see. You can’t blame him.”
“No, I don’t. But I was deeply hurt. He never once visited me in prison or wrote to me. As far as he was concerned I had dropped off the face of the earth.”
“What about since you came out to San Diego?”
“What about it?”
“No boyfr
iends?”
“Oh, I’ve met a few men that I wanted to become more than friends with but they had other ideas. One night every so often was fine but strictly no strings attached.” Gerry shrugged. “I’ve stop trying. If I get to horny, I let someone pick me up for a one night stand. Otherwise, I go play pool, and work at the gallery and sketch.”
“I don’t want just a one night stand!” Dan said louder than he had intended. “I’m lonely and have wanted to be in love with another man most of my life. Now, I have the chance . . .” he stepped forward and kissed Gerry.
Gerry responded to the desperation behind Dan’s kissed. As he kissed the older man he could feel an exchange of energy between their lips.
“Wow, I’ve been waiting for a kiss like that all my life it seems,” Dan said as Gerry finally pulled away from him. “Damn, I never want this feeling to vanish.”
“I like you too. Did from the first night at the bar,” Gerry said as he lifted his glass and drained the liquid.
“Come, I’ll show you my bedroom,” Dan said.
“I want more than just to see your bedroom.”
“Believe me you are going to get a lot more than a tour of the room,” Dan laughed. “You know, I haven’t laughed like that since my wife passed away.”
Gerry smiled and nodded his heads as he followed Dan. All observations of the house vanished from Gerry’s mind. He only had eyes for the handsome older man he followed.
“I hope I don’t offend you but this feel so different than when I brought Mathew to my bedroom.”
“Does it?” Gerry asked.
“Yeah, this is real. You are real,” Dan said.
Suddenly the two were kissing again.
“Shouldn’t we get undress,” Gerry pulled away “I’ve been wanting to see you naked since the first night.”
“Damn you sure hid it well. I feared you thought I was old an ugly,” Dan said as he started to unbutton his shirt.
“I’ve found it pays to guard my feeling when I see someone I really like. It hurts less when they reject me,” Gerry confessed. “I figured that when I told you I had been in prison you would cut bait and run.”
“I didn’t, did I,” Dan said as he grabbed the waist band of his jockey shorts. “I hope you aren’t expecting Johnny Homes?” He pulled down his shorts and his rock hard, long thin cock sprung up and bobbed.
“Beautiful. I hate cocks so big I can’t get them in my mouth or are so thick my ass is sore for days,” Gerry said as he pulled down his skimpy black bikini shorts.
“Damn, they grow him long and thick in Alabama. I didn’t see that coming.” Dan said his voice tense with sexual excitement. He walked up to Gerry and dropped to his knees. “I’ve just got to get a taste of your big uncut cock.”
“Oh yeah,” Gerry called out as the older man took the head of his cock in his mouth. “God that feel’s good,” he added when Dan slid his mouth down the shaft of Gerry’s cock until his lips were pressing against Gerry’s pubic hairs. “A man without a gag reflex!” Gerry added as he grabbed Dan head and began skull fucking him. “That’s enough!” he suddenly said and pushed Dan’s head away. “I don’t want to cum. I want you to fuck me.”
“God, I was hoping you would say that,” Dan said as he spat on his hand and rubbed his salvia over his throbbing cock. “My cock is so fucking hard it hurts to touch it.”
Gerry climbed onto the bed and watched as Dan followed him on and got down between his legs. “You are so handsome.”
“I’ve fifty-five. How can I be handsome?”
“You are to me and that’s all that’s matter.”
“I’ve never looked at such a big cock when I’ve fucking a man,” Dan said as he lifted Gerry strong hairy legs over his shoulder. “Usually they have a cock half the size of mine. I might cum just looking at your big hard cock,” he added as he pushed the head of his cut cock down to Gerry’s hairy asshole. “I love your hairy body. It is so masculine,” he admitted as he thrust his hips forward.
“Dan! Yes! Make me your property. Make me yours!” Gerry bit his lips as the older man rammed his cock deep into his ass. “I’m yours. Take me. I’m all yours.” Gerry glanced into Dan ‘s face. He seemed beside himself. He looked totally different than before. He was suddenly a man in total charge not a nice grandfatherly looking man anymore.
“Take it. Take my cock. Take it all. God, I love you. I love you,” Dan shouted as he pumped his cock harder and faster into Gerry’s hot wet asshole. “You are my boy! All mine. I’ll never share you with anyone!” Dan said with a wild look on his face.
“I’m cuming!” Gerry shouted.
Immediately a stream of white sperm shot out of Gerry’s big cock to strike Dan on his gray-haired chest. The feel of the hot cum on his chest caused Dan’s eyes to roll back in his head. “Jesus!” he shouted as he shot off deep in Gerry’s ass. He quickly pulled his cum spewing cock out of Dan. “God, I didn’t mean to cum in your ass. I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.”
“You don’t have any diseases and neither do I. We’re good,” Gerry said as he pulled Dan down onto to his chest. He kissed the older man’s lips. The kiss wasn’t the hungry starved for sex kiss of the first time, it was slow, soft and loving.”
“Can you spend the night. I want to hold you in my arms while I sleep,” Dan said.
“I can stay a while. But I do some paining early in the morning, so I’ll sneak out before daybreak, if that all right with you.”
“It isn’t but I guess I’ll have you let you out of my sight for now. But I hope a time comes soon when we can be together 24/7.
“Wow, that would be great. I have always wanted to have a lover that I am with all day, every day. That’s a fantasy of mine,” Gerry admitted.
“Maybe I’m the genie that can make your wish come true!” Dan added. “But not that ball headed genie!” he added with a chuckle.
“Damn, I think you already have granted my wish.” Gerry said as he leaned forward to kiss Dan lightly on the cheek. “I feel so comfortable around you. Like I can really be myself for once in my life.”
“I like to hear that,” Dan said pulling the sheet over them. “Now cuddle up against me. . . . yes, it feels wonderful to have your naked body pressed against mine.”
Gerry kissed Dan on the back of the neck.
Chapter 7
The figure, dressed in black, waited in the bushes across the street from Dan’s house. When Gerry had left the bar with his retired pilot, he had suspected they would end up at Dan’s house. And from observing Gerry, who he secretly he knew he would probably leave early as he also knew that Gerry loved to work on his sketches early in the morning. Stalking Gerry had become a hobby. When Gerry left, he would enter the house and steal Dan’s jewelry. He had seen the handsome older man wearing wonderful rings. One in particular that he loved was a star sapphire ring. It looked exactly like the one his father wore. When his father had died he had asked his mother for it, but she had refused. She gave it to someone she loved more than him.
There! Gerry was leaving! The masked thief smiled. I’m going to throw a wrench into their budding relation. One that will shatter the turning cogs that are pulling them together! The thief was patient. He waited until the taxi that Gerry had called arrived and whisked him away into the night.
Moving with the grace of a trained athlete, the black clothed figure dashed across the street to the privacy fence. Not having a key to unlock the gate did stop the thief. He took a running start, jumped and kick off the wall of the guest cottage, and grabbed the top of the wooden fence and sprung over with the agility of a monkey.
He was prepared to disarm the alarm if he had to do so. But as he figured, Gerry had just disarmed it and left. Electronics! Damn that is one thing I am better at the Gerry, the thief thought as he entered the back door.
It didn’t bother him that he would have to enter Dan’s bedroom while he was asleep. He had experience invading people’s homes when they were sleeping. It was a big sexual turn
on to watch older men asleep in their beds. Sometimes he enjoyed standing beside the bed of a sleeping older man more than having actual sex.
Snoring!
Dan was deep asleep, as the thief entered. He didn’t know exactly where the retired pilot kept his jewelry but it only took him five minutes to locate the dresser drawer where Dan kept his rings. The ring with the big diamond he would sell but the star sapphire ring he would keep for himself. He could pretend it was his father’s ring.
He was fixing to leave the room, when suddenly on impulse he walked over to the bed and glanced down at the sleeping figure. As he did, an overpowering urge to see Dan naked came over the thief. He hesitated only a second before reaching down and taking hold of the sheet that covered Dan from the chest down. He slowly lowered the sheet feeling sexual excitement at spying on the man’s naked body. When he exposed the man’s crotch, he suddenly got an erection. Why am I so emotionless when I’m having sex but when I am spying on someone I get an erection? The thief shook his head. It didn’t make sense but it was how it worked with him.
He wanted to masturbate but controlled his urge. He couldn’t leave any evidence behind and spraying sperm all over the room would be as bad as leaving finger prints. With a sigh, he replaced the sheet and turned and quietly walked out of the room. He left the alarm disarmed as Gerry had left it.
So much for finding true love, Gerry, he thought as he recovered his bike from across the street and peddled away into the dark.
Chapter 8
The light beaming through the bedroom window caused Dan to stir. Even before he opened his eyes, he reached his hand over and felt for the Gerry’s taunt naked body. His fingers found only the bedsheets.
Dan opened his eyes and glanced over at the empty space. He looked at the indention that Gerry’s head had made on the pillow and grabbed it. He pulled the pillow to his face and sniffed the indention. He could still smell the young man’s sweet body. I wished he hadn’t left so early. I would have loved sex before getting out of bed. Dan’s long slim cock agreed as it was standing stiff. No, no more hand jobs. I’m going to save it all for his bubble butt.
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