The Caregiver

by: Tom Borden

© 2009 by the author

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In the previous chapter, Ricky and Bobby, although in love with each other, naively refused to believe they were either gay or homosexual.  A weekend encounter with George Preston and his son Tony, however, made them realize they were indeed homosexual and now part of the gay world . . . and happily so.

Chapter 5

When Ricky and Bobby pulled into their driveway after visiting the Prestons, they were eager to go next door and tell Harry Butler about the weekend and thank him for suggesting the get-together.  After ringing the doorbell several times, Harry’s face appeared in the small window at the top of the door.  When he opened it, he stood there only in his undershorts.

“I see you’re back from your weekend at the lake.  I hope all went well.  Please come in.”  He waved his arm toward the sofa.  “You remember Aldo Rosetti from the party?  He’s the one who’s a big baseball fan, and a fan of yours in particular, Bobby.”

As the boys stepped in, Aldo struggled noticeably to pull up his undershorts.

“Sit down, boys,” Harry said.  “Aldo and I were just taking care of a little business.”

Bobby cast his eyes over Aldo’s small and lean body and instantly felt his own penis jumping and throbbing into a very firm erection.  He found Aldo’s velvety brown Mediterranean skin and his well-proportioned, small, but moderately muscular body to be arousing.  He was sure Aldo was not aware that the sizeable head of his still hard penis was poking out along the lower hem of his shorts.

“Aldo came over a little while ago,” Harry said, “to share something with me.  Since he seemed so disturbed, I took it upon myself to calm him, if you know what I mean.  Hence, you find us now only in our undershorts.  Perhaps you’re not aware that Aldo often stands at the fence at school watching you, Bobby, practicing your pitching style and other exercises.  Go ahead, Aldo, I think you should tell him what you told me.”

Aldo folded his hands in his lap and suddenly felt his exposed penis head.  He quickly pushed it back out of sight.

“On Saturday, when I found you were not on the practice field, I went to the athletic office and inquired.  Coach MacAlister was there.  We talked a little bit, and then he came right out and told me he knew you were gay, Bobby, and he got me to admit that I was, too.  He said he wondered what it was about a man who found himself attracted to the bodies of other men.  And that maybe he could find out if we were to see each other naked.  Then he invited me to strip down and go into the shower with him.  When I saw him naked, I agreed.  What a terrific body he has.  I couldn’t resist him.”

Ricky shook his head, “I told you, Bobby, when I saw him naked with a hard-on in his office with us that day, that he must be gay.’

“Tell them what happened next, Aldo,” Harry said.

“Well, to make a long story short, he sucked me off and then fucked me, right there on the shower floor.”

“My God,” Ricky said, “Now we know he’s gay.”

Bobby clasped his hands in his lap and looked down.  “I can hardly believe this.  He’s my coach, my mentor.  He’s never made any move toward me . . . you know . . . to have sex or anything.  It kind of upsets me.  I never wanted that kind of relationship with him.  I’ve always revered him.”

Ricky put his arm around Bobby’s shoulders.  “Remember, Bobby, that was before.  This is now.  You and I have changed a lot recently.  Maybe we’ll look at him differently now.”

“But that’s not all,” Aldo continued.  “After we got out of the shower, he was very firm with me.  He made me promise that I would go to you, Bobby, and tell you how fantastic the sex was that I had with him.  I’d told him how fantastic it was.  The way he talked to me, it was almost like he wanted you to come after him and seduce him.  I shouldn’t have promised to do that, Bobby.”

“That’s okay, Aldo.  But this kind of changes everything,” Bobby said.  “As he works with me to get me in shape, I’ll know underneath, the whole relationship is now different.  You know, he’s married and has four teenage kids.  I would never have believed this if you hadn’t told me, Aldo.”

Harry stood up.  “I have to meet someone downtown in a half-hour.  So if you’ll excuse me . . . .  I’ve enjoyed having you all here, but I have to move along before anyone else comes to the door.  We’ll get together again, and you can tell me all about your weekend at the lake.” 

“We’ll catch you one day this week,” Ricky said.

Harry started to put on his shirt and pants.  “I love having you guys here, but there are several others in the neighborhood who I’d just as soon not have around me.  Before you arrived, Aldo, that creep, Cameron McVicker came to see me.  You remember, Ricky, at the party.  The one who strikes poses?  The one who claimed to have been a surgeon in the Army and challenged you to the difference between love and pity?  We refer to him as Prince Charming, although he’s anything but.  He comes to our parties to be observed, adored and desired.  He’s had a few brief affairs, but it’s always about him.  Any partner he may take home with him serves only as a tool to keep his ego well-inflated. 

“I wonder if he has anything to offer his partner in bed,” Bobby said.

I have to admit, in a weak moment,” Harry said, “I acquiesced to his so-called charms one night not long ago, and he pumped a lovely and tasty load of his sweet cream down my throat. 

“He doesn’t sound all bad,” Ricky said.

“He likes to stalk the paths down in Travis Park.  Occasionally, he gets so wasted at these parties, he breaks down and sobs, hoping some unsuspecting soul will come and comfort him, as well as adore him.  I don’t doubt you’ll be seeing more of him as he tries to charm you into his bed.”

“Why did he come to see you?” Bobby asked.

“He wanted to find out more about you and Ricky.  No surprise, of course.  I’m sure everyone in this neighborhood spends their lonely nights jacking off with your lovely images in their fantasies.  I won’t deny that I’m one of them.  ”

“I remember him,” Ricky said.  “He’s far from charming.”

As they all stood to leave, Bobby said, “Come on, Aldo, let’s go over to our house so we can talk some more.   

After Ricky brought out some cans of soda, he settled down next to Bobby on the sofa and motioned for Aldo to sit in a nearby armchair.

“I want to apologize to you, Bobby, for something I said at the party,” Aldo said.  “I told you I love you, and I shouldn’t have said anything like that.  I didn’t realize that . . . you and Ricky and . . . you know.”

“No reason to feel sorry over that,” Bobby said.  “I think I could easily love you, too, Aldo.  Both of us could.  You’re a year older than me, but you seem younger.  You’re so shy.  Do your parents live here in San Antonio?”

“My mom and stepfather do.  But I don’t see them anymore.”

“That’s too bad,” Ricky said.

“It’s okay.  Right after I graduated from high school, my stepfather walked in on me one evening and caught me looking at a computer video of guys fucking and sucking each other.  He went into a rage and threw me out of the house that night with nothing but the shirt on my back.  He said he wasn’t going to have a fucking fairy living in his house.  I hated him anyway.  And my mom didn’t give a shit.  I think she was glad to get rid of me.  The old man didn’t even let me take my computer.  I never corresponded with anyone else, so there weren’t any other guys’ addresses he could find.”

“So, what did you do?” Bobby asked.

“I spent the next couple of nights in my car that I parked in an all-night parking lot down on Nogales Street.  Luckily I’d saved some money from part-time jobs I had while in school.  I had it stashed in the trunk of the car.  I found a rental ad for a garage apartment up the street here.  It has only one room with a small kitchen alcove and a bathroom up over a garage.  But it was real cheap.”

“Do you have a job?” Ricky asked.

“I’m working at Earl Able’s restaurant as a dishwasher at the moment.  I’d really hoped to go on to college.  I wanted to be a journalist.  While I was in high school, I met one of the Anchors on WOAI-TV.  We had kind of a secret affair on those nights I could get out of the house.  I really didn’t like him very much.  He was always too rough with me.  But he inspired me to become a TV journalist and said he would pay for my schooling.  But he had a family, and somehow his wife found out he was gay and raised hell.  I never saw him again.  And I haven’t seen him on TV anymore, either.”

“That really sucks,” Bobby said.

“I’m a pretty good cook, and Earl Able said maybe they could train me and put me in the kitchen sometime as an assistant chef.”

Ricky smiled.  “So things may be looking up, for you.”

“Maybe,” Aldo said.  “But I’ve got to get out of that place I’m living.  And everything else I’ve looked at is so expensive.”

“Why don’t you want to stay there?”

Aldo waved his hand in front of his face.  “The landlord and his wife are crazy.  They’re in their early seventies, I’d say, and the old man made a play for me almost as soon as I moved in.  He told me right off that if I’d let him suck my cock on a regular basis, he’d allow me a big cut in the rent.  Well, of course, I agreed.  But he’s ugly and coarse, and he smells.  He wants to do it so often, I don’t have any evenings of privacy anymore.  He’s always at my door at odd hours.”

“I can see you need to get out of there,” Ricky said.  “I’m going to get some more soda for us.  Would you come to the kitchen with me, Bobby?”

Once alone in the kitchen, Ricky said, “Bobby, are you thinking what I’m thinking?  We’ve got an extra unused bedroom in this house.  What would you say if we offered it to Aldo?”

“I was thinking the same thing, Ricky.  He could have his privacy, as well as the run of the house.  He might even be willing to do some cooking for the three of us, since neither of us are any good at it or like doing it.”

“How about rent?” Ricky said.

“I don’t know.  Maybe we shouldn’t charge him anything.  You and I have more than enough money between us to handle everything, including the mortgage.  Maybe we could just be . . . a family.”

“Okay, Bobby, should we go in there and ask him?”

“Yeah, but first, let’s take him on a tour of the house.”

When they returned to the living room, they found Aldo standing and looking at some of the rare books in a glass-fronted bookcase.

“These books look really good,” Aldo said.  “And everything in the room here is so attractive.  I love antiques in a room.”

“Well,” Bobby said, “How about our letting you see the whole house?”

They led Aldo through each room, where he admired the furnishings and the traditional art work, most of which had belonged to Bobby’s mother.

“What a great bedroom,” Aldo said as they stepped into the master bedroom, dominated by one king size bed.

“Let’s go down the hall,” Ricky said, “and show you our guest room.”

“This is so beautiful,” Aldo said, as he gazed about the room.  “And I love this large window where one can look out on that beautiful backyard with all the trees and flowering shrubs.”

Bobby took Aldo’s hand.  “Would you like a room like this?”

“Would I ever,” Aldo said as he stepped to the window and peered out in all directions.  “Maybe someday I’ll be able to afford a place like this.”

Bobby took hold of Aldo’s shoulders and turned him so they faced each other.  “It’s yours, Aldo.  The room’s yours.”

“What?”

“We want this room to be yours.  We want you here as . . . .”

“As a part of our family,” Ricky interjected.

“You want me to live here?” Aldo said, his eyes widening.

“Of course,” Bobby said.  “We want you to live here in this house with us, and to make it your home . . . every inch of it.

Without warning, tears filled Aldo’s eyes.  He felt as though he was choking and couldn’t speak.

Bobby led him to the bed, where they sat with their arms around each other.  Bobby looked up at Ricky, whose eyes were also brimming with tears.  Soon, all three were crying.  Ricky joined them at the bed where they had a very tight three-way hug.

After several moments, Bobby was able to speak.  “Ricky and I love you, too, Aldo.  You’re one of us now.”

When the three emotional men finally regained some composure, Ricky said, “Can you move in this afternoon?  Can we help you move?”

“I haven’t much stuff.  I can move it in one trip.”  He looked into Ricky’s and Bobby’s eyes.  “I don’t know what to say.  I just don’t know what to say.  I promise I won’t be any trouble to you.  I don’t want to be in the way or be a burden of any kind.  Tell me what the rent will be, and I’ll pay you this afternoon.”

Ricky smiled.  “There won’t be any rent due, Aldo.  Who would ever make members of their own family pay rent?”

“But I’m not . . . .”

“Yes, you are.  From this moment on, we are all part of the same family.” 

Aldo hurried out to his car and drove back to his garage apartment.  He quickly loaded the few belongings he had into the trunk.  Instead of notifying the landlord, he simply left a note telling him that he was leaving and that the rent was paid up until the end of the month.

When he returned, Ricky and Bobby were waiting on the driveway.  They helped Aldo unload his trunk.

At that moment, Harry Butler drove into his own driveway and got out.  He walked across the grass to meet them.

“Well, well.  What’s going on here?”

“Aldo’s going to be living here with us, Harry,” Bobby said.  “He had to get out of the place where he was staying, and we talked him into living with us.”

A look of distress swept across Harry’s face.  “Well, Aldo, if I’d known you wanted another place to live, I could have taken you in myself.”

“That’s very nice of you, Mr. Butler, but we’ll be living next door to each other, and we’ll see each other a lot.”

“Yes, I suppose we will.”  Harry turned and walked slowly back to his house.  He had a strange feeling of betrayal, but knew it was no one’s fault but his own.  He’d long wanted to have dear sweet Aldo share his bed on a permanent basis, but delayed too long in making it happen.  He knew, though, that Aldo would likely never refuse to have Harry’s eight inches up his little ass.  One thing about Aldo, he thought.  He loved to get fucked by big cocks.  The bigger, the better.  He wondered if Ricky’s and Bobby’s cocks were big enough to satisfy the boy.  Another failure on his part.  He should have had those two boys in his bed long before this.

After getting Aldo’s room settled and his clothes put away in the closet and in drawers, Bobby stayed and made up the double bed with fresh linens.  Ricky and Aldo went to the kitchen where they put a frozen pizza in the oven for supper.

Aldo looked at the sparse contents of the refrigerator and freezer.  “I’d like to fix you and Bobby a really good dinner tomorrow night, if you’ll let me,”

“Of course, we’ll let you, Aldo,” Ricky said.  “This kitchen is yours now, as much as ours.”

Aldo smiled  “I’ll go to the store tomorrow to get what I’ll need.”

When the pizza was ready, they took it to the living room, along with several cans of beer.  As they ate, they looked at one another with a sort of warmth in their eyes.  They were indeed a family now.  How could anything be more perfect?  In addition there was a clear sense of unspoken anticipation among them.  They would be through eating soon.  And then what?

“Aldo,” Bobby said.  “Tomorrow morning, I’ll be going in for my regular therapy session at the hospital, and then back to my training at school in the afternoon.  And I’ll have to confront Coach Mac.  I really don’t know what to expect.  I know I’ll look at him with completely new eyes.  He’ll be watching me, watching every move I make.  It’s going to be tough.  Do I just ignore him?  What if he confronts me with his feelings?  How the fuck should I react?  On top of that, how the hell did he find out about me?”

“I didn’t tell him, Bobby.” Aldo said, “He already knew.”

Ricky looked up with anger in his eyes.  “I could tell when Carla walked out of my place, she was bent on revenge.  She’s that kind of person.  I just wonder if she’s the one who did this.  I wouldn’t put it past her.”

Bobby put down his pizza slice and wiped his mouth.  “I suppose I could try to find out somehow tomorrow when I see him.  But I’m not sure how I could do that.  I’ll think about it.”

“Who’s Carla?” Aldo asked.

Ricky threw his napkin on the coffee table.  “She was my girlfriend.  The motherfucking bitch.  The worst mistake I’ve ever made.”

Ricky then leaned back and smiled.  “I’m sorry, Aldo.  I don’t want the mention of her name to ruin this happy occasion.”

Aldo cut another piece of pizza and handed it to Ricky.  “What about your family, Ricky?”

“Well, since you told us about yours, and we already know about Bobby’s situation, you might as well know about mine.  I was adopted, Aldo.”

“Have you ever tried to find out who your real parents are?”

“No.  I don’t care to know.  All I’ve been told is that my birth mother was a college student and got knocked up by one of her professors, who was already married.  He didn’t want me and refused to pay expenses.  And luckily, she decided to put me up for adoption.  It was the best thing that could have happened to me.  My adoptive parents have been the finest mom and dad anyone could have.  They’re both scientists with a large chemical company.”

“Do they live here in town?” Aldo asked.

“Not anymore.  A couple of years ago they were transferred to Germany to work on some projects at the company’s installation there.  They wanted me to go with them, but I’d already finished my Nursing degree and was happily employed at the hospital.  They come back here occasionally, but only for a week at a time.  It’s always great to see them.  The last time they were here, they met Carla.  Boy, did I get a talking to.  My mom thought she was a worthless tramp, and my dad called her a fucking cunt.  He could see it in her eyes.  I rarely ever heard my dad use that kind of language, but he said he couldn’t think of any other words to use.”

“Do your mom and dad know about you and Bobby?” Aldo asked.

Ricky pulled Bobby close to him and kissed him on the lips.  “No.  Not yet.  We have to think about that before they make their next trip home.  I’m sure it’ll be okay. 

When the grandfather clock struck ten, it was a signal to all of them that they’d better think about getting to bed.  They each had an early morning coming up.  Each with his own thoughts, they silently took their dishes to the kitchen and put them in the dishwasher.  When they turned off the lights and went to their rooms, conversation was stilted and brief.

“There are fresh towels for you in the bathroom, Aldo.” Bobby said.  “They’re the yellow ones.” “We leave a very dim night light on in the hall so we can see our way to the bathroom.  If the light bothers you, you can close your door.  We usually leave ours open.  When Ricky and I are having . . . you know . . . we like to have a little light to see by.  If there’s anything you need, let us know.”

They parted in the hall, giving one another tentative goodnights.  They each took their showers and returned to their rooms without passing one another on the way.  Bobby removed his prosthesis and moved his crutch close to the bed.  He used it to go to and from the bathroom at night.

Ricky and Bobby, still saying very little, got into bed and lay naked on their backs next to each other.  They were quiet, each running his hand gently over the other’s thigh.  With eyes wide open, they stared at the ceiling, barely visible by the small night light in the hall.

“I hope he likes his bed,” Ricky whispered.

“Yeah.

Soon, they heard the toilet flush and water running in the lavatory.  Then silence.

Suddenly, they saw Aldo standing naked in the doorway, silhouetted against the dim light behind him.  Ricky and Bobby raised their heads.  Their mouths dropped open at the sight of this perfectly shaped Adonis . . . a well-proportioned body, Bobby thought, that could have been chiseled by Michelangelo himself.  The erotic beauty of the boy’s shoulders, torso, arms, and legs in silhouette could not have been surpassed by the great sculptor himself.  With his full head of curly black hair, Aldo appeared almost like a vision in a dream.

“I want to tell you again how much I love you both.”  Aldo’s voice was sweet and full of longing.

Without speaking, Bobby sat up and held out his arms toward the boy.

Aldo moved from the doorway to the bed and went down to the floor on his knees next to Bobby.  He took Bobby’s hand and pressed it against his cheek. 

When he kissed it, Bobby could feel the wetness of Aldo’s tears.  He put his other hand on Aldo’s head and ran his fingers gently through the boy’s curly hair and down over his tear-soaked cheek.

“Aldo,” he whispered.  “Come up here and lie between us.  Please.”

Ricky moved over slightly.  Bobby could feel Aldo’s hard penis dragging across his stomach as the boy crawled over him and lay on his back between them.  Immediately, Bobby’s and Ricky’s hands were all over Aldo’s body, feeling the silky smoothness of his dark skin.

“Our dear Aldo,” Bobby whispered.  “We love you, too.  Never doubt that.”

As Aldo turned his head to each side, kissing each of them on the lips, Ricky ran his hand down over Aldo’s chest and stomach and through a thick tangle of pubic hair.  The feel of the boy’s hard penis in his hand sent adrenaline surging through Ricky’s body.  He got up on his knees between Aldo’s legs and sucked in the full length of the boy’s cock, while running his hands over the soft dusting of hair that covered his thighs and calves.

Bobby leaned over and ran his tongue over Aldo’s face, taking in the warm salty taste of the boy’s tears.  He ran his tongue deep into Aldo’s mouth.  They both sucked on each other’s tongues and tasted the insides of their cheeks.

Bobby ran his tongue down over Aldo’s neck, his full and solid breasts and nipples, finally bringing his head and lips down close to Ricky’s head.  They both licked up and down the full length of Aldo’s hard penis and over his balls, overlapping their tongues as they did so.

Soon, they each took hold of one of Aldo’s legs and raised them up so the boy’s knees were pressing against his chest.  They peered into Aldo’s crack and watched for a moment his brown asshole clenching rapidly in and out, as though inviting anything that wanted to enter.  They touched the hole with the tip of their fingers and could hear Aldo catching his breath.

Bobby, ran his tongue in swirls over the firm hairless skin of Aldo’s little round ass cheeks, and then into the crack where he pushed it against the boys asshole.  Like magic, Aldo’s asshole opened up on its own, allowing Bobby tongue to slip in easily.

As Bobby continued to tongue-fuck Aldo, Ricky was able to get close enough to suck and nibble on the boy’s long, full ball sack.

“A dream,” murmured  Aldo.

Ricky raised his eyes, still with one of the boy’s balls in his mouth.  “What?” he managed to ask.

“What you’re doing is one of my dreams,” Aldo whispered.

Bobby pulled out his tongue, now warm from Aldo’s body heat.  “What is another of your dreams, Aldo?”

“Would you sit on my face, Bobby.  I want to bury myself in the warmest, darkest, and most private place of your body.  I crave to taste and smell the moistness of it.”

Bobby stood up over Aldo and, facing in Ricky’s direction, lowered his firm buns down gently onto Aldo’s face, pulling his ass cheeks apart with his hands as he did so.  He dragged his own balls over the boy’s face.  He could feel Aldo’s tongue slashing wildly over his crotch and his lips sucking hard on his asshole.

Aldo brought his arms up and wrapped them around Bobby’s strong thighs, pulling him down even harder onto his face.

Ricky got into a position where he could suck Bobby’s hard and dripping rod into his mouth.  He pulled off when he felt Bobby’s penis hardening, giving the signal that he was about to cum.

With his ass still pressed against Aldo’s face, Bobby leaned forward onto Aldo’s cock, long and straight and fat.  As he sucked, Aldo let out muffled moans of pleasure.

“Please fuck me,” Aldo finally said.  “Both of you fuck me together.”

Ricky and Bobby turned their heads and said,”Together?”

“Yes.  I want both your hard cocks up my ass at the same time.”

They looked at each other and Bobby said, “How can we do that.”

Aldo explained.  “One of you lie on your back with your head at the foot of the bed, and the other lie on your back with your head at the head of the bed.  Then scoot up together with your legs over and under each other until your balls and your cocks are pressed together.  Then with your double cock standing straight up, I’ll stand over you and lower myself onto it and push down until both your cocks are inside of me.  Then I’ll get fucked by going up and down on it.”

Ricky and Bobby looked at each other in amazement for a moment, but quickly got into position, scooting up until their hard cocks were pressed together into one huge, fat tool. 

Aldo brought his mouth down to it and covered it with his own saliva.  As he stood over them and began to lower his ass, Ricky and Bobby couldn’t resist running their fingers over the boy’s beautifully shaped calves and thighs, the muscles of which were now straining and hard.

As his asshole approached the massive double penis, Aldo reached around and took hold of it and guided it to connect with his asshole.  Ricky and Bobby could see the asshole had actually opened on its own to receive its humongous visitor.  Aldo then pushed down effortlessly, and the double penis quickly disappeared into the boy’s rectum.

As Aldo raised and lowered his ass at a fast pace, Ricky and Bobby were each excited by the odd sensation of feeling his penis being stroked only on one side by the rim of the boy’s asshole, while the other side was pressed unmovable and with firmness against the other penis.

In only a few minutes, Bobby could feel Ricky’s hard penis begin to move against his, which meant to him that Ricky was about to cum.  This brought Bobby to the brink and he let the cramping of his orgasm take hold of his body.  The two hard penises throbbed powerfully against each other as this double dose of hot sperm shot into Aldo’s body.  Aldo was facing Bobby, and at that very moment, Aldo’s own hard cock let go with a flood of thick cum that shot all over Bobby’s face and neck.

They all stayed in position until their orgasms had subsided.  Slowly, Aldo pulled off the monster double cock and, as he did so, great globs of cum spurted out of his asshole onto Ricky’s stomach.  He lay beside Ricky and licked up every drop of cum from Ricky’s skin.  Then turning, he did the same with his own cum that had been hurled onto Bobby’s face and neck.

Soon, the three of them lay together with their arms around one another, kissing deeply and running their hands over one another’s bodies.   

 
The grandfather clock struck one, but none of them heard it.  They’d all fallen asleep, lined up perfectly together like the three bears in the middle of Papa Bear’s enormous bed.

Aldo lay between Ricky and Bobby and, as he drifted off to sleep, he felt secure and wanted by the two men who he loved more than he’d loved anyone in his life.  He didn’t consciously hear the truck that rumbled and screeched along a street somewhere in the neighborhood,  But it entered his dream as a roaring monster, dragging him away from his new home to a dark hole in the sky.  He awoke suddenly with a gasp as he felt its tentacles over his chest and around his legs.  His breath quickened with relief as he realized he was still lying between Bobby and Ricky, both sound asleep.  Looking down over his body, he saw Bobby’s arm draped over his chest and one of Ricky’s arms wrapped around his leg.  Ricky’s lips were pressed against Bobby’s hand, as though keeping the connection with each other, even in sleep.  Aldo ran his fingers gently over Bobby’s strong right arm.  As he felt sleep once again sweeping over him, he breathed in the erotic smell of sex and passion that still filled the room.

Many thanks for the gratifying comments I’ve received on this story so far.  I love you all.  I respond to all e-mails.  Please, however, when you write, type the title of this story in the Subject Line.   Tom Borden

Posted: 05/08/09