Date: Thu, 23 Feb 2012 13:58:19 -0800
From: Rollerboy <rollerboy_1979@bodybuilders.com>
Subject: LATTER DAY LOVERS PART 4

Latter Day Lovers  Part 4
by rollerboy_1979@bodybuilders.com


I woke up in an empty bed, with the strong smell of freshly-brewed coffee
in the air.  I opened my eyes only to see Joshua, standing naked next to
the bed, his eyes fixated on nothing and looking straight ahead. I said,
"Good morning, Champ!??. how are you today?

Joshua responded, as he took my hand, "I'm well, my Prince, and how are
you?".  I just looked up at my Adonis dreamily, and said, "Why don't you
come back to bed and cuddle with "Daddy"?".  He sat down on the edge of the
bed and stroked my head softly, and whispered?.. "I love you so much, and I
always want to be with you". Tears welled up in my eyes as he spoke those
words, and I responded, "I love you too, Joshua, and I always want to be
with you as well".  He leaned down and hugged me tenderly, then whispered
in my ear, "I want you to understand what it's like to be me". I was
somewhat taken aback, but answered?.. "Sure baby boy, but how is that
possible?".

He sat up and said, "I'd like you to spend a day with me as a blind
man. We'll do everything we'd normally do, except we'll both be blind. Zeke
of course, will be with us to help". I was so overwhelmed by his sincerity,
I agreed then said, "But how?". Joshua arose and went into the bathroom,
opened the cupboard, and removed a box of gauze bandages and surgical
tape. "We'll put these gauze pads on your eyes with tape, then you'll put
on a pair of large dark glasses, and we'll pretend you're blind for a
day". I just happened to have a box of things that were my late uncle's,
including a pair of large sunglasses he used after his cataract surgery. I
dug the box out from under the bed, pulled out the glasses, and said, "OK,
I've got the glasses?.. when should we do this?". Josh responded, "How
about today? It's Saturday, and we need to run some errands".

I nervously said, "OK", not realizing that this test was going to happen so
soon??. I really had no time to mentally prepare for it, but then again,
neither does someone who is blinded in an accident after being sighted for
years. "I need to shower first", I said. To which Joshua replied, "Yes, and
you shall?.. as a blind man".  "Oh, okay, I guess", was my rather tenuous
response. "We'll just have to wash your hair in the sink so we won't get
the gauze pads wet"?? he was serious about this. "Alright, lover, I'm putty
in your hands".  He kissed me and had me lie down on the bed, then he
removed two thick gauze pads from the package, and cut strips of tape with
surgical scissors I kept in the medicine cabinet. He was methodical and
neat about it, making sure each piece of tape was cut precisely the right
size. "I want this to look neat?.. like it was done in a hospital", he said
as he busily went on with his task. I lay in bed, staring up at the
ceiling, and glancing over at my gorgeous boy, wondering what it was like
to be without sight. "Are you ready to be blind?", he said. "Yes, I am", I
responded.

Josh carefully placed a gauze pad over my left eye, and neatly taped it
into place. I then took my last look at his beautiful face, just before he
placed the second gauze pad on my right eye. At that moment, I was blind,
and could not even see light through my eyelids. My world of vivid color
had gone black. At that moment, the smell of the coffee became almost
overwhelming, as if my sense of smell had been instantly heightened by my
loss of sight. I could also hear Joshua breathing, slowly and rhythmically
as he finished applying the last piece of tape. I could hear Zeke, lapping
up water from his bowl in the kitchen, and the tic-toc of the old
Grandfather clock in the hallway?? sounds I would never have paid attention
to while sighted. I sat up in bed, and had the mental image of my bedroom
in my head, and realized that Joshua has never seen it, yet he navigates
through it as though he knew every square inch of it in his memory. I
thought to myself, "Well, this should be a piece of cake?. I've lived here
for years".  With that, I got up and immediately tripped over the box I had
pulled out from under the bed. Joshua caught me and said, "Welcome to my
world, sweetheart". He did not say or mean it in a sarcastic way, he was
simply warning me that you must always expect the unexpected, and not take
anything for granted.

He led me to the bathroom. It was literally, the blind leading the
blind. Now that phrase had a whole new meaning to me. He held me by my left
arm, as my right arm was flailing in the air, looking for unseen
obstacles. He said, "OK, stop for a moment, and retrace your steps". I
mentally remembered getting out on the left side of the bed, turning right,
then right again. That would place me at the foot of the bed, facing the
bathroom door. "Do you know where you are?", he asked. "Yes, yes I do", I
responded. "Do you want me to guide you further?", he added. I said, "No,
let me see if I can do this from memory". He let go of my arm, and I slowly
walked towards the bathroom door, and when my hand touched the door frame,
I realized that it was just where I remembered it to be. I thought that
Joshua must use that same process, only his memory isn't based on sight,
it's based on touch?.. which I found remarkable. I told him that I had to
pee, as if asking him how to do it. He responded, "Well, if you don't want
to chance missing the toilet?.. just sit down". I could sense the smile in
his voice. I went right to the toilet, sat down, and did my business. I
felt like I should get a gold star! I flushed, stood up, then stood in
front of the sink. I reached into the medicine cabinet, found my electric
razor, and proceeded to shave. So far, so good. I did not realize that
Joshua had left me on my own, until he came back with a cup of hot
coffee. He placed it down on the vanity, and told me where it was using the
hands of the clock. He said, "Your coffee is on your left at 10 o'clock. I
said, thank you and immediately put my hand into the hot liquid. "Yeouch!",
I bellowed!  Joshua said, "Did I need to warn you that it was hot?".
Again, not in a sarcastic way, but more like he was telling me to think
before I acted?? a good rule of thumb when you're blind. I went for it
again and carefully approached it from the horizontal, found the handle,
and brought it up to my mouth. I could feel the steam rising up into my
nose, so I blew on it and took a sip. "Ahhhhh, good coffee Joshua", I
said. "Wow, there are so many things you must learn when you are blinded",
I remarked.

"Yes, there are, but you learn quickly, I assure you", he replied. "Now,
let's wash your hair. Can you get the shampoo?". I reached into the shower
stall, and grabbed what I thought was the shampoo. He said, "Are you going
to wash your hair with body wash?", he asked after feeling the bottle. I
asked him how he knew it wasn't shampoo.  He responded, "The shampoo bottle
has a neck on it. That's why I buy different products with different shaped
bottles". I immediately responded saying, "Hey, why don't we just buy those
new combination bodywash/shampoo products that do both?".  Joshua smiled
and said, "Now you're thinking like a blind man".  He washed my hair in the
sink, being careful not to wet the gauze, then we both stepped into the
shower together. I experienced a whole new sensation as I soaped Joshua up
and felt every inch of his gorgeous body in that shower. My fingers,
slippery with soap, and savoring the touch of his every muscle and
sinew. It was the most erotic shower I've ever had, and my stiff, erect
penis was proof of that.  We finished the shower and after drying off,
Joshua, the real blind man, led me into the kitchen. I felt the walls along
the way, and my touch sent a mental picture to my brain. I thought how
lucky I was to have that memory, unlike Joshua, who has never seen my home,
and only felt his way around. I realized how critical it is not to
rearrange items in a room when there's a blind person in the house.

Rather than taking up hours training me how to eat breakfast, we had
cereal, and that in itself was a challenge.  As we ate breakfast, and after
spilling a few things, I decided that it was not easy being blind???. at
least not initially, but I did notice that all of my other senses were
heightened, as if my body were trying to compensate for my lack of vision.
I'm sure it's the brain, finding new pathways for information.  That
thought immediately made me think about sex, for some strange reason.

I knew that Joshua was sitting right next to me because I could hear his
breathing, and I could smell his wonderful scent.  I also knew Zeke was in
the room because I could hear the tinkle of the tags on his collar when he
shook his head.  I whispered to Joshua, "I know you want to run errands
today, but before we do, do you think we could play with Zeke for a bit?.
I want to see what it's like for you."  Joshua smiled and said, "Sure, that
will be an eye-opener for you!".  We both hesitated and then laughed at the
irony of that statement.

Josh got up and went into the bedroom to get a beach towel and some lube.
He did that remarkably fast for a man who could not see, for he had learned
the lay of the land quickly.  He helped me get down on all fours on the
beach towel he put down on the kitchen floor, and I could hear him whistle
his command to Zeke to come over.  Zeke did not have his harness on, just
his collar and tags, which I clearly heard jingle as he walked over.  I
could even hear his tail wagging and felt the breeze it created as it swept
the air next to me.  He was breathing heavily?? the panting increasing as
he realized that it was play time.  I could smell his musky smell, and his
dog breath as he hovered close to me. Joshua lubed my hole liberally with
J-Lube, and then asked me if I was ready.  I said "Yes", and thrust my hips
up to the proper angle.  I could hear Zeke's claws click-clacking on the
tile floor as he moved around into position.  I hear the thump as he sat
down behind me, dutifully awaiting Joshua's signal to mount.  "Good dog", I
thought, as I waited to be bred by our trusted friend.

Joshua was squatting in front of me with his hands cupping my ears, and the
pungent aroma of his foreskin was intoxicating.  Even after a shower, he
still had hints of the man scent an uncircumcised fellow has??. it's not
unpleasant, and it actually made me get hard just smelling it and knowing
it was just about eye level with me.  Then Joshua said, "Up!", and I could
hear a muffled "Woof" as Zeke complied and hopped up onto my back.  I did
not have a t-shirt on because Zeke's nails are neatly trimmed, and he
immediately wraps his front legs around your waist, rather than plant his
paws on your back.  Scratching is not a problem with Zeke.  Naturally, this
position places his mouth next to my ear, so his panting and drooling is
exaggerated.  He was huffing and puffing as he moved in to find his
target. I have learned how to adjust my hips so I'm at just the right angle
for him to enter me without jabbing at tender spots. One must remember that
a dog's penis actually has a bone inside, and it can be quite sharp. As if
it were a guided missile, his red rocket zero'ed in on my pucker so
precisely, it entered me without the least bit of resistance, assisted by
the generous glop of J-Lube Joshua gave me. His doggie dick slid into me
smoothly and effortlessly, and then the serious thrusting began. He went
into overdrive! Once the animal senses penetration, a whole new mechanism
takes over and his knot begins to swell. If the knot began to form before
insertion, and swelled outside of my body, it would be next to impossible,
and quite painful, for it to try and enter my sphincter. It was in place,
well beyond the muscular ring that helps you control your lower regions. I
could feel the knot swell inside, and press against my prostate gland,
which gives you a whole new sensation.  That, coupled with the thrusting,
the panting, and the drooling makes K9 sex the homoerotic experience so
many of us crave.

I could hear Joshua grunting as he jerked on his cock in front of me. I
opened my mouth to signal that I wanted to suck his dick, and somehow he
heard that or sensed it, and put his cock down my throat. His cock and my
mouth are such a perfect fit. I've always had a well-developed gag reflex,
but for some reason, I can take this boy's 19 year old cock down to his
pubes and feel it tickle my uvula at the back of my throat. Anything else
would have me hurling!

I sucked on Joshua like a newborn calf, as Zeke continued thrusting into
me. Once his knot was fully expanded, he stopped, brought his hind leg
over, and stood there, butt to butt with me, locked inside me as he pumped
me full of doggie sperm. I suckled on Josh and could feel ropes and ropes
of hot doggie jiz filling my rectum. The knot not only keeps the dog locked
to his bitch to ensure insemination, it prevents the precious liquid from
leaking out. Once Joshua heard Zeke dismount, and knew that insemination
was taking place, he erupted into a massive orgasm and ejaculated a torrent
of cum down my throat. I dutifully swallowed every drop and licked him
clean. I reveled in the thought that I had a huge load of Joshua's cum in
my stomach, and a huge load of Zeke's cum in my gut. Joshua leaned down and
kissed me, licking some residue of his cum off my lips, then got up and
went over to Zeke to keep him from dragging me around the room. Zeke was
content now, with his knot firmly implanted in me, his bitch, his doggie
jiz filling me up, and his beloved Master now facing him and rubbing his
ears, praising him for a job well done. I could feel pulses of cum going
into me, as his tail wagged and swished across my lower back.

Everything was enhanced without sight. Every smell, every sound, every
taste. It was an amazing experience so far. And we hadn't even left the
house.

After about 15 minutes, and about a pint of doggie cum, Zeke's knot
subsided enough for him to disengage me. His cock came out with a
resounding "Pop", and his watery dog cum gushed out of my gaping hole. I
could hear Joshua scoot over and put his mouth on my hole, felching as much
of the dog cum as he could. He slurped at it and sucked it out of my
hole. I could feel his soft, moist, pouty lips on my most erogenous
zone????the sensation got me throbbing, so I grasped my stiffening cock and
started to jerk off. He continued to munch on my throbbing hole and lick up
every drop of dog cum he could get. That sensation brought me to a
thunderous orgasm, and it felt like I shot clear across the room when I
came. I could hear Zeke slurping away at his own cock, then get up and walk
over to clean up the mess I'd just made. Joshua finished his task, got up,
and then helped me up onto my weak knees. We stood there, and I could feel
his hot cummy breath on my face, then we both leaned in for a very
passionate and extended open-mouth kiss. All I could say when we came up
for air was, "That was fucking amazing!".

Joshua helped me get dressed. Once I finished, I had the strangest feeling
being dressed and having no idea what I was wearing. I am a fastidious
Virgo, so the thought of being in colors that did not compliment each other
made me nervous. All I could think of was that I looked like a Wal-Martian!
Joshua had no idea what colors he was putting on me, so I could only hope
that I did not look like Bozo The Clown!

Josh put on Zeke's harness and made one last mental sweep of the kitchen
and bathroom, then committed to memory the list of things we needed from
the grocery store. He gave me a cane, and took hold of Zeke's harness, then
led me out the door and into the sunlight. I knew I was outside because I
could feel the warmth of the sun on my face, and felt the gentle breeze
that carried the glorious smell of the citrus trees blooming nearby. It
smelled like perfume. Joshua put Zeke on his left, and held onto my left
arm, while I held the cane out in front of me with my right hand. "Let Zeke
do the navigating, Jeff?? just follow my lead". In a brief moment of
stupidity, I said, "But how are we going to get there?'. Joshua quickly
responded, "By bus, you silly boy!". I could feel my face turn beet red
from embarrassment, and he just chuckled. I could not remember the last
time I was on a city bus. "Use your cane to avoid objects along the way",
said Josh. Zeke was at the curbside, Josh in the middle, and I was on the
inside, with every fence, tree, and shrub in my path on the inside edge of
the sidewalk. I managed to get a face full of ficus hedge at one point, but
overall, I avoided walking into a massive oak tree because my cane detected
it first.

We arrived at the corner, and had to cross the intersection in order to get
to the bus stop.  Zeke stopped us for the red light, and I could hear the
click as Joshua pressed the "Walk" button. As if hearing it for the first
time, I could clearly hear the "Walk" signal?? a loud chirping sound that
signals a blind person that it's ok to walk. Of course, Zeke had the final
say, so if it wasn't safe to begin walking, he didn't. We safely crossed
the street, and despite nearly tripping over the curb because I missed the
handicapped ramp, I did ok. We sat on the bench, and a kindly old gentleman
asked where we were headed, and Josh told him the Safeway on 12th &
Douglas. He cheerfully said, "You'll want the number nineteen bus?. that's
the one I'm taking, so I'll let you know when it comes". "Why thank you,
sir", we said in unison. "What a sweet man", I thought. He didn't have to
do that. I just got this warm glow from his random act of kindness. I never
realized what that could mean to someone, until I was the recipient of such
largesse.

The bus arrived, and the elderly gentleman insisted that we enter first. I
could hear the driver lower the bus down so we could all enter more
easily. Once inside, Joshua flashed his handicapped pass, and said to the
driver, "My friend was just recently blinded, and hasn't had time to get
his pass", to which the driver said, "No problem?? welcome aboard. Which
stop would you like, boys?". He was a very kindly African-American man,
with a deep, rich resonant voice, who seemed eager to go out of his way to
help us. "Okay, I'll call it out for you so you'll have time to disembark",
he responded. We turned to go sit down, and immediately heard the bus
driver bellow out, "Get your lazy asses out of those handicapped seats, so
these people can sit down!!". We heard four letter epithets mumbled under
several people's breath, and could only imagine what they looked like. They
were clearly gang-bangers from the sounds of them, and the tone of the bus
driver's voice left so many things unsaid, and unnecessary, such as "Don't
you motherfuckers even think of hassling these men".  Or, "You'd better get
your sorry asses off this bus before they do". We felt somewhat threatened
by their presence, but strangely protected by our hero, the bus driver. As
warned, they did get off the bus miles before we did, so they did not mean
us harm, but one never knows what they'd had in mind if the bus driver
hadn't put the fear of God in them. It was a minor bit of ugliness that
quickly faded away and was overshadowed by human kindness.

We arrived at our stop and both the elderly man and the bus driver offered
assistance to get us to the door of the Safeway, but Joshua decline
politely, and we both thanked them for being so kind. Zeke led us safely
through the parking lot and to the door of the supermarket. I could smell
the flowers being displayed out front, and as soon as we entered, the
fragrant smell of rotisserie chickens! I was getting hungry, and it was
close to lunch time! We decided to get something to eat first at the little
deli. It's never a good idea to shop when you're hungry. Joshua asked to be
directed to the little cafe inside the store, and once there, we found a
table. A sweet young woman, with the voice of an angel, came up to us and
said, "Gentlemen, this a take-out cafe with no table service, but since
it's so slow, I'd be happy to help you chose and bring it to you". I don't
know what came over me, but I could feel a lump forming in my throat, and I
could feel tears welling up behind the gauze pads. Josh could sense what
was happening, and could hear the changes in my breathing. The young woman
said, "Are you okay, Honey?'. I just gulped and said, "Yes, sorry". Joshua
whispered to her that I had been recently blinded and was out on my first
outing, and that I was a little overwhelmed. She responded by saying,
"Well, my name is Amy, and I will personally make your sandwiches
today??. with a little extra ingredient, called Love". I smiled, and Josh
asked what was on the menu. She gave us a thumbnail sketch of the menu and
we decided to split a foot long Italian sub sandwich with two Diet
Cokes. She sprung to action, and within minutes we were served, and Zeke
had a bowl of fresh water. When we finished, Amy collected the money and
said, "Boys, do you need assistance with your shopping?". Josh said, "Yes,
for just a few things, really". Amy replied, "I'm about ready to take my
break so I'd be happy to help you while I munch on my protein bar". We
thought that was a wonderful idea, so about 15 minutes later, we three,
plus Zeke, wandered through the store and Amy helped us chose various
things that were not obvious, like bananas or lettuce. She gave us some
scathing and quite comical reviews of various products, some of which had
us roaring with laughter. Her manager must have walked by and asked how
things were going. We launched into accolades for Amy, and demanded that
she be given a raise. He lightheartedly responded that her review was
coming up, and he felt confident that she would go far with the
organization, particularly because of her Customer Service skills.

We finished our shopping, gave Amy plenty of hugs, and Zeke even offered
her his paw. We said goodbye with our two small bags of items, and headed
for the bus stop.

Once we got home, we put things away, then stripped off our clothes and
relaxed on the chaise lounges by the pool. Joshua said, "Are you ready to
be sighted again after today?". I replied, "No, let's wait until
tomorrow?.. I want to see what it's like to wake up blind".

The amazing thing about that day was, although I was technically blind??. I
saw things in human beings that I've never seen before.

To be continued?????..


If you enjoyed this story, please read my others in the Nifty archives. You
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"Rollerboy".  As always, your comments are most welcome. Please feel free
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