Jerry

By: Will B
(© 2009 by the author)
Ably Assisted by Ed

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Bruce and Chad insisted that all the young men in the Residence be tested for STDs and until a later test would establish that they were all clean, they should refrain from penetration or exchange of body fluids, and that to play it safe they should use condoms.

Chapter 22

The day of the test arrived, and at 9:30 Bruce and Chad shepherded their charges onto the van. They set off for The City; they arrived a short time after the doors to the Harvey Milk Health Clinic had opened.

Chad had called ahead to make sure that they could all have appointments at about the same time. The ten young men were solemn-faced as they walked into the registration room where Chad announced to the young man at the desk, “We’re the party from the Souchard Hotel.

“Welcome gentlemen, if you will just have seats in the waiting room, we’ll call you two at a time,” the receptionist said. He was a young man in his twenties, good looking (Actually, he was pretty hot-looking.)  He had dark hair, blue eyes, and a well-developed body under his shirt and slacks. He was wearing a wedding ring. (‘Shucks! Taken!’ A couple of the guys thought to themselves).

The waiting room was painted a light yellow, and there were green curtains at the window giving the room a light airy atmosphere. The floor was tiled in checkered squares of off-white and dark maroon. The color scheme seemed to have been designed to put people, who might be nervous, at ease.

Alex and Ben were the first two to be called. As they went through the doors to the lab, the others wondered what the testing would be like.

A few minutes later the doors opened and two young men came out of a door marked ‘Conferences’ with joy written all over their faces. Forgetting where they were, or perhaps not really caring, they turned, embraced and kissed each other.

Some of the other men in the room smiled and clapped, and said “Way to go, Don,” and “Good for you, Fred.”

“Guess they got good results,” Felipe whispered to Ike.

Curt and Joe were called next. Ben and Alex came back out and the technician asked them to have a seat and told them that the doctor would see them in a few minutes. Ben and Alex were not nervous, oh no, they weren’t, not at all. They just sat holding hands, tightly, so tightly that their knuckles were white.

While they were waiting Ben was thinking about his life and how he had come to be here. He drifted into a light doze, remembering that when he was fourteen he and his brother Dan, a year older, had had some very enjoyable jack off sessions.  It started off with each of them pleasuring themselves and watching the other. 

One day Dan had said, “Hey, bro, why don’t we jack each other off?” That took their activities to another level of enjoyment. This went on for about a year, and one evening, Dan said, “Ben, I want to do something different.”

“Yeah? What’s that, Dan?”

“I’ll show you. Take everything off except your briefs,” Dan said.

Dan knelt in front of Ben, and lightly kissed him just above the waistband of his briefs.  He turned Ben a little to the left and kissed him on his flank. He turned him again and kissed him on his hip, then on his butt cheek, then at the top of his crack, then his other butt cheek, then the other hip, and finally the other flank.

When he reached the front of Ben’s body, he eased the briefs down about one and a half inches, and this time, he licked around Ben’s body, which was beginning to react to the tongue bath.

The third time around, Don pushed Ben’s briefs all the way to the floor, and then kissed, licked, sucked and nuzzled his way all around his brother’s body. He paid particular attention to the creases that ran from the top of the hips down to Ben’s package, which by this time was at full mast. In his reverie, Ben didn’t realize that he was so fully aroused. Alex had noticed and was wondering whether he should nudge him awake or not.

Ben dreamed on, thinking how he had reciprocated with Dan. He loved to nuzzle Dan’s bush and take in the aroma that emanated from those ‘short and curlies,’ before diving onto Dan’s delightful delectable delicious digit of desire.

Alex thought “I’m going to nudge him awake,” and as he did so, Ben gave a cry and woke up. He had tears running down his face.

“What’s wrong, Ben?” Alex asked, all concerned.

“I was just remembering my brother, Dan, We were…, he was….” Ben couldn’t go on.

“You wanna talk about it?”

“No!.... I mean yes! I do. Dan and our parents were killed in a car crash, and I was all alone. I was alone and scared that the social services people were going to put me in a certain home. I had heard stories about that home, so I ran away and ended up in San Francisco supporting myself by any means I could.”

Alex put his arms around Ben’s shoulder. “Well, buddy, for what it’s worth, you’ve got me as a friend and I’ve got you, Ben.” Ben looked at Alex and said, “I know, Alex, and that’s worth a lot!” The two started to hug reach other; when Greg and Harry looked over Harry said, “Hey, you two, get a room!”

The doors to the conference rooms opened again and another couple came out. They both had tears in their eyes, and as they walked through the waiting room, one was heard to say to the other, “It’s all right, babe. We’ll face this together. I love you.”

Some of those waiting were seen to wipe their eyes as their friends passed. They all knew what a hard road was ahead.

David and Eddy were called next.  In a few minutes they were also back waiting to hear the results of the test.

Felipe and Ike went through the doors and soon they were back. Greg and Harry were called, and in a few minutes they were also back.

Curt and Joe were the last to be called.

Finally, two by two, the guys were called to the conference room: first Dave and Eddy, then Felipe and Ike. Greg and Harry were called, and finally Curt and Joe. As they came back to the waiting room, each young man had a smile on his face.

“Huh! What about us? We were first to be tested,” Alex whispered to Ben.

Finally the technician approached Ben and Alex and said, “The doctor would like to see you, Mr. Corby and Mr. Evans as well.”

Alex and Chad were scared now. Why had it taken so long? Why were Bruce and Chad being called? The two adults got up and went with the two guys into the conference room.

The four were shown into the doctor’s office and he invited them to sit down.  Dr. Murray was a genial looking man in his fifties. His brown hair was receding from his forehead, but his blue eyes were kind looking.

“Sit down, Ben, Alex, Mr. Corby and Mr. Evans. I’m sorry it has taken so long, but there were some things I wanted to check before I called this conference.”

Ben and Alex were clearly nervous and Bruce and Chad had thoughts of tragedy running through their minds. ‘What if one, or both of these young men had contracted HIV,’ Bruce thought.

‘I know we’re just teachers and house parents, but in the few days we’ve been in the Residence, Bruce and I have really gotten attached to them, to all of them. Oh, please God…, please!’ Chad silently prayed to himself.

“First of all,” Dr. Murray began, “your tests show absolutely no signs of HIV…”

Ben and Alex were so relieved they could barely stammer out “Th-th-thank you, doctor.”

“Oh, thank you, God,” said Chad.

“However,” Dr. Murray went on, “There is something you two young men need to know about, and Mr. Corby and Mr. Evans, also.”

“What’s that, Doctor? “ Alex asked.

Both of you have extremely high levels of blood sugar—so high that I am telling you that both you are border-line diabetics.”

“Does that mean we have to take insulin?” Ben asked.

“No, no, but you should test your blood sugar regularly and watch your diet--and get plenty of exercise.”

“We’ll look after them, Doctor. My mother was ‘border-line,’ and I know what has to be done,” Bruce said.

The Doctor stood up and they all shook his hand. The guys from the hotel went to the van.

There was more joking and conversation on the trip back to the Residence than there had been on the trip to the clinic. The guys knew they had to be tested again in six months, but damn! They were going to play it safe and not risk catching or giving any nasty germs to any partner they might have.

Felipe whispered to Ike, “I’m gonna grab a l-a-a-a-rge supply of condoms for us, sweetheart.” Ike looked at him, smiled, and said “You betcha!”

When the van arrived back at the Residence, there was a message from Trace and Jerry asking everyone to come to a meeting in the dining room.  When everyone was there, Trace stood up and said, “First of all, I think congratulations are in order. We’ve heard that the testing went well.”

“I’ve called you all together to tell you that it will be Thanksgiving in two weeks, and I’ve invited many of our friends to come the night before and stay for a few days. Some of the members of FARTS are coming; our lawyer, Tad Cummings, and his secretary-companion, Ron, will here, and we are having some other guests as well.”

Trace continued, “Because there will be such a crowd, Jerry and I were wondering if some of you guys in the Residence could double up so we could have some extra rooms for our guests?”

Bruce raised his hand and said, “Trace, I think most of the guys are already sharing a room with a ‘special’ friend.”

“Oh, good!” Trace said. “I hope this will be a Thanksgiving to remember. We’ll be making more specific plans in the next few days, but for now, let’s all have some dinner.  Pete and Sam and Adrian have been working hard.”

The dinner was delicious, and Ben and Alex remembered to eat plenty of vegetables and to cut the fat off their steaks.

That night, Ben was in the room he shared with Alex, sitting in his briefs, looking out the window, and thinking about his brother, Dan, and about his friend. Alex came in from the shower with a towel wrapped around his waist. Ben looked at him and said, “Alex, we’ve been sharing a room for several days, and I just want to say that….” He stopped.

“What is it, Ben?” Alex asked.

“It’s just that I’ve come to realize that you…. are….a….”

“Yes, Ben?”

“That you’re a special person, and I’m so glad we’re friends, and… I was wondering if….?”

Alex smiled at Ben who was struggling for words and said, “If we could be more than friends? Ben, I’ve been having the same feelings about you, and ….”

No more was said, and Alex took Ben in his arms and kissed him gently in the lips. Ben kissed him back a little more firmly. Alex kissed him and his tongue flicked over Ben’s lips. The kissing became more and more passionate.

Ben loosened the towel around Alex’s waist and it dropped to the floor. Alex put his hands on the waistband of Ben’s briefs and slowly pushed them down. Ben stepped out of them and the two young men stood facing each other in the moonlight, ‘in all their glory.’

They kissed again and lay on the bed. Ben began kissing his way down Alex’s body, licking his nips, kissing his pecs, nuzzling his abdomen and his navel. As he reached Alex’s treasure trail, he rubbed his nose in the hair and took in the aroma of the stud he had come to have such feelings for.

Ben was about to move lower when Alex said, “Stop!” Alex scooted around so that he and Ben were in that familiar, classic sixty-nine position.

“Now,” whispered Alex, and in unison they each began to savor the taste of the other’s penis. Tongues flicked across the pee-openings, lips saluted the helmets, and then began to explore the shafts that were oh-so-ready and throbbing with lust. Fingers caressed the hips, the butts and cracks of the eager bodies that were beginning to writhe and move in ecstasy.

Nut sacks contracted upwards, and all too soon loads of creamy frothy liquid of love were deposited just where they were aimed.

As Ben came down off his mountaintop, he whispered to Alex, “We should practice this more often so we can prolong the pleasure.”

“You’re right, Ben, my love, and….Oh Gawd. Do you realize what we forgot?”

Ben looked puzzled for a minute and then said “Oh, No! We forgot to use the condoms!”

“We’ll just have to hope that we still test clean in six months,” Alex said.

The two drifted off to sleep with Alex spooned against Ben’s back.

At that moment Bruce and Chad were sitting at their computer. “Look at these emails from our readers telling how much they enjoyed ‘Little Red’s Hood, ” Chad said.

“How many were there?” Bruce asked.

“Ummm, only four. I’ll answer them in the morning. Let’s get some sleep.”

And so they did.

* * * * *

Two weeks later, it was the evening before Thanksgiving. Guests had been arriving at the Souchard all day settling into their rooms, meeting and greeting old friends, chatting and chewing on the hors d’oeuvres that Sam and Adrian had fixed.  They continued to chat as they had a drink before sitting down to a delicious dinner.

Later that night, there was quite a party in the Playroom, and the bowls of condoms were depleted (and refilled) very quickly.

Everyone had retired for the night. All was calm and peaceful. The sea was quiet and a full moon shown over the waters.

It was two o’clock in the morning, California time, and two thousand miles away, out in the Pacific, a school of fish that had been swimming quietly along the bottom of the ocean suddenly darted away into the darkness and disappeared.

To be continued. 

To be continued...

Author’s comment: if any of our readers want to make reservations for the Thanksgiving weekend, please let Trace and Jerry know. This is going to be ‘open house,’ and there will be charge for reservations.

E’s comment:  “What lurks in the mind of our evil author?  I guess only he and the Ghost of the Souchard Hotel know.  Poor Alex and Ben.  It’s going to be a long six months.”

Posted: 11/20/09