Date: Mon, 04 Feb 2002 11:34:00 -0700 From: Clone Buggs Subject: Shifting Gear Chapter 2 Chapter 2 My last client for the day was a carpet cleaning firm in Sun City. Traffic was not bad because I was headed toward Pheonix while everybody and his brother was trying to get back to their little piece of paradise. I pulled into the motel a little after five. I showered and shaved, and was relaxing naked on the bed watching the news on television when someone knocked on the door. I wasn't expecting Jeff or Terry until around seven or so, and it was only five forty-five. I killed the TV, and went to the door. "Who is it?" "I'm the night manager. Can I speak to you for a minute?" "Uh, I'm not dressed, just got out of the shower." "I won't be a bit bothered by that if you aren't." I cracked the door and looked through the opening at a young well put together Hispanic man in his mid to late twenties. He was grinning broadly at me, and groping a mound in his pants. Geeze! News travels fast. I opened the door to let him into the room. "I hope you don't mind Mr. Austin, my name is Carlos. I'm the night manager here. I have a problem as you can see," he rubbed his expanding cock through his tight blue jeans. "I was hoping you could help me out of a stiff situation." "What makes you think I'm into that Carlos?" "I know you're into hard dicks man. I happened to be looking out the front window of the office last night about ten P.M. and saw that cute number you had in your room leave. I watched you leave a few minutes afterward, and when you came back, I saw the black dude in the sports car drive up and go into your room. `It's my responsibility to make sure things are safe here at the motel, so I waited a few minutes and then went up to see if I could figure out what was going on in your room." "I see." I knew the curtains had been drawn, and that Jeff and I had not been particularly loud. "So how did you find out?" He held up a key ring with several keys jangling on it. "I have a pass key to every room. I let myself into the empty room next door and watched you and the black dude get it on through the key hole. I must have choked my chicken half a dozen times before you two decided you'ld had enough and went to sleep." I wasn't offended by his confession of peeping at us, in a way it made me curiously aroused to think about having somebody watching while I had sex with another man. Even more exciting to now learn that by watching our scene through a keyhole he was steamed enough to jerk off half a dozen times. "So what were your intentions when you knocked on my door Carlos?" He gripped his boner and showed me its outline in his pants. I stepped over to him, and rubbed his now erect cock through the material of his jeans. He shivered at my touch, and put his hand on mine as I felt his cock stiffen even more. "I haven't done this before Mr. Austin. I'm supposed to get married in two weeks. It's my family's plan that Maria and I will have at least a dozen kids. I guess I just wanted to see if I am making a mistake. My fantasies when I jack off are always about men." "Strip out of your clothes, and lets find out if you're queer." I helped him by popping the buttons on his fly. His steaming dick was a hard uncut seven inches easily. I dropped to the floor on my knees, and swallowed him deep. "Aye," Carlos gasped, and grabbed my ears with a grunt. For a first timer, he didn't hesitate fucking my face. He had me gasping for breath around his cock while he tickled my uvula and pounded my tonsils. It didn't take long, this boy was hot. About the tenth stroke to the bottom of my mouth, he pulled out, and splattered my chin and chest with a gush of cum. He grabbed his dick in a fist, and jerked it hard a time or two, and splattered me again and again. When it stopped shooting at me, and began to deflate, Carlos sighed and shivered slightly and smiled blissfully at me. "That felt so fucking good Mr. Austin. I guess it means I'm a fag if I liked it huh?" "Not necessarily Carlos. I never met a man that didn't like to have his dick sucked by an expert cocksucker. They don't generally mind if the cocksucker is another man. There is another question you have to ask yourself before you can say for sure you are a queer." "What's that?" He seemed almost frightened to find out. "When you fantasize about men when you jack off, what are you doing?" "Mostly jacking off with them, and maybe imagining them sucking me off like you just did." "Hum...You aren't interested in their butts?" "What do you mean?" He seemed a little bothered by my question. "I mean; do you imagine sticking your hard dick up their assholes and fucking them until you both cum?" My question shocked him. "I mean; you watched me fuck my partner last night, and it got you horny enough to jerk off six times you said. Is that right?" He nodded dumbly at me. "So did you want to feel what it was like having a man's dick up your butthole, or your dick up his?" He had a pained expression on his beautiful features. His large black eyes were intense as they stared at me. "I..." He faltered. "Look Carlos, I don't think you're a fag in the total sense of the word. You might be like a lot of men I meet, who could be called Bisexuals, although I'm not sold on the idea that such a orientation truly exists. Like I told you earlier, a lot of guys just like to get blown now and then. Apparently not many women like to get that intimate with a cock with balls full of cum. Maybe they think it's yucky and slimy when it shoots in their mouth. But maybe they just have a built in aversion to swallowing something that every bone and muscle of their body instinctively tells them should be put in their twats to make babies. `No, I don't think you're a real fag, but who knows, that may change with time. I've seen that happen more than once. If you want my advice, marry Maria, have your babies. Try to be honest with each other about your sexual needs, but don't do without your pleasures if she's unwilling." I went to the night stand and took one of my cards out of the drawer. I handed him the card, and told him to write my pager number on the back. "If things get bad, I'll be happy to suck your cock for you. I love to suck cock, and you can keep me as your little secret if it doesn't appeal to Maria. I travel through Phoenix at least once a week and I usually stay in this motel. Don't hesitate to drop a dime on me. I will answer if I'm in the town." I hugged him to me, and he tentatively put his arms around me and squeezed me back. "It's O.K. Carlos. It doesn't mean I love you. It's all right for men to show affection to each other. Women do; don't they? Why is it wrong for men? When you have boys, teach them to express their feelings for the men in their lives, and they will be happier than you have been with these concerns about your sexuality." Carlos pulled his jeans up and stuffed his now flaccid cock into them and began buttoning up. "Thank you Mr. Austin. I will follow your advise, and keep your card for emergencies." He laughed, and I laughed with him. I clapped him on the shoulder and opened the door for him. "Oh Carlos." "Yes sir?" "My friends are going to be coming over together tonight again. If you want to watch through the key hole, it would please me to know you were there." "Thanks Mr. Austin. Right now I'm not so horny. But who knows about later?" "Carlos, if you get horny and just want to watch, you could join us if you wanted." "I think I'd be too shy." "Well, it's an offer to think about. You have a pass key if you change your mind. I'll warn the others just in case. "Thanks Mr. Austin. I have to go now, my shift is starting at seven. I'll think about it. Thanks for everything." He was out the door, and had pulled it closed behind him. I laid on the bed, and punched the remote power button. I pulled on my half hard dick as the screen came slowly to life. The news was just ending, and they were going to commercials. Terry was the first one to arrive and after the previous night's activities, he was horny beyond description. He had a boner pulsing and twitching in his jogging shorts that put a smile on my face. "Oh baby am I in for it tonight." I kissed him, and he shoved his tongue down my throat. The kid was a fast learner. "You sure are in for it tonight coach. After last night, I've had to struggle to keep my hands off myself until I could get away to come here." He started peeling out of his clothes. "How much time do we have together tonight?" "Oh man! Would you believe all night?" "All night?" I was pleased, but wondered how he'd worked this miracle. "I got a friend at school to call my mom to ask if I could spend the night in his dorm room to help him study for a part in a play. She went for it, and agreed as long as I'm home by noon tomorrow to mow the lawn. Geez can you believe it?" "I can't, but it's wonderful news." I hugged him to me and kissed his cheek while his boner bounced up and down between my legs. In the mirror, I could see its head sticking beyond my buns at least five inches. "Now I have some news for you kid. We are going to have a third party visiting us tonight. His name is Jeffrey or Jeff. I met him last night after you went home. He's got a wonderful body and knows how to use it. We had sex for a couple of hours last night, and he slept over and went to work from here. He should be here shortly." I watched the kid for any signs of distress. Jeff and I had agreed that if a threeway scene didn't appeal to Terry, he would watch for a signal from me. He would just have a drink with us, and then bailout to the bars. I had warned him that after he saw Terry it would be the hardest bailout he'd ever have to make. I offered Terry a Scotch from the bottle Jeff had left in the room. He'd never had Scotch, but decided to try it. I put ice in the plastic glasses provided by the motel, and was just pouring the first drink when Jeff knocked on the door. "Would you get that Terry? It has to be Jeffrey." "My clothes." He panicked and started grabbing clothes. "Don't worry kid. Jeff will love you like you are." He tried to hide his massive cock with his hands, but they weren't any help. The stiff thing would have taken eight or nine more to do the job. He stood so the door would hide him from the outside world, and opened it wide enough to admit Jeff. Jeff stepped into the room, not noticing Terry at first. He was carrying a large bag of hamburgers and French fries. He walked across the room to where I was fixing drinks in the bathroom, and kissed my ear. "Make mine a double sweety, I've had a miserable day." I looked over my shoulder at Terry. He was standing in front of the open door with his mouth open staring at Jeffrey. "Hey kid. Better shut the door or you'll let the cops in." Terry turned beet red and leaned back against the door to close it. "Make sure it's locked, and come meet Jeff." I glanced at Jeff, and he was standing there with his drink in one hand, and his hardening cock in the other. His mouth was hanging open just like Terry's. "You two like each other or something?" I laughed at them. Jeff brought the Scotch to his lips and swallowed a mouthful. I held out the drink I'd made for Terry and shook the glass so the ice rattled against the plastic. He closed his gaping mouth, and in a daze, floated across the room. When he got close enough, Jeff reached out and took Terry's massive tool in his hand and shook it up and down like a handshake. "I'm very pleased to meet you young man." His eyes were dancing all over Terry's body. His grin couldn't get any broader without tearing the corners of his mouth. "Damn you Gerry!" He glared at me in mock anger. "You didn't tell me we had a date with Adonis tonight." "I didn't think you'ld believe me. True Adonises are very rare." "They are indeed." He took the rest of his Scotch in a swallow and set the glass on the counter. "You want another one?" I started to reach for the bottle. "Not on your life. I want to keep my senses about me for as long as I can tonight." He started loosening his tie. "If he gets that monster wang up your butt you'll be fucked senseless in no time." "No doubt you speak from experience." He was popping shirt buttons. "You got that right babe." He tossed his shirt onto a chair and had his belt undone as he stepped out of his loafers. He was wearing an old fashioned strap type undershirt with ribbing, which stretched over his milk chocolate colored torso like a second skin. Terry's mouth was hanging open again. "You never seen a black man get naked?" Jeff asked. "Oh yeah, in the locker room at school plenty of times. I've had a lot of fantasies about making it with a black dude. I don't know why, but it turns me on; your black skin." "Why thank you Terry baby. That makes me feel good." Jeff pulled his undershirt over his head, and dropped his boxers around his ankles. His thick shiny dick was hard as a pole, and dripping precum already. I glanced at Terry's cockhead just in time to see a big slick of clear snot ooze out of his piss slit. It was going to be one hot night. "Do you mind if I go first?" Jeff looked up at me as he sank to the floor and licked the big gob off the end of Terry's dick. "By all means; help your self." Jeff hadn't waited for my answer. He had that massive head as far into his throat it would go, and was making gagging noises. He took a deep breath through his nose which flared out in mighty arcs to pull air into his lungs past the meaty obstruction. I was blown away when I saw him start to swallow cock like a snak. Terry's tremendous tube steak began sinking into Jeff's gullet. Terry started squawking and writhing in front of Jeff. His eyes were bugged out watching his cock disappear into that beautiful black mouth. Jeff was actually able to get nearly half of Terry's meat down his throat before he had to come off. He had tears in his eyes, and I couldn't tell whether it was because he'd failed to get it all down, or he'd taken more than he should of. "Whew," Jeff breathed when his lungs were working again. "I gotta have that dick up in my butt baby." He jacked the massive tool, and licked the head with his long pink tongue. "You think you can take it honey?" I kidded him about it. "Well, I'm willin' to die tryin." He put the head in his mouth again and started sucking the massive thing. His lips made a slurping sound as he popped it out of his mouth. "I'm gonna have all my teeth pulled tomorrow `cause they in the way." He laughed. "Say babe," he said to me. "You got a rubber to fit this thang?" I walked to the drawer in the nightstand and pulled out a box full of the largest size I'd been able to find. I chuckled remembering the look on the woman's face at the pharmacy when she saw the size. After I'd paid, and was walking away, she couldn't resist leaning over the counter to get a look at my bulge. I'd turned around and caught her. She blushed red, and I shrugged. I told her they weren't for me, they were for my lover. Then she really blushed. I've never seen anybody turn that red, no matter how embarrassed they were. I helped suit Terry up and slathered his pole with lube. Jeff crawled onto the bed on all fours and moaned while I worked four of my fingers into his ass with lube. "You ever been fisted Jeffrey?" "A time or two at the bath house." "What's fisting?" Terry wondered. "Watch this Kid." I pushed harder against Jeff's sphincter, and watched as it slowly expanded around my knuckles and my hand passed into his body. "Wow? Doesn't that hurt?" Terry's eyes were wide. "Well, you have to work up to it; it's not for everyone." I worked my fingers in Jeff's butt, and tickled his prostate. He groaned. I pushed a little deeper into him, and made a fist. "Oh man, you gonna make me cum before I can take Terry's cock." "Is that bad? You'll last longer if you cum first, before he fucks you." "What you say...uh...uh...is true." I flexed my arm inside him, and opened my fist. I fluttered my fingers through his guts, and he broke into a sweat. "UNH...UH...Uh...ummmmm." His eyes were rolling back in his head. His left arm collapsed under him, and he slowly rolled in that direction. I stayed with him, until he was laying on his side. "You O.K. Jeff?" "Uh huh." He nodded. He had a look of ecstasy on his face. His dick was a black night stick drooling cock snot all over his stomach and the bed spread. I worked my arm out about four inches and then pushed it back into him. He started to shake and fluter under me and I saw his balls pull tight to his cock. "Terry, he's going to cum if you want a taste." The kid made a dive for the shivering dick and had it in his mouth before it erupted. As soon as he had the head inside, I fluttered my fingers in Jeff's butt again. That was all it took, and he bucked under my arm, and drove his dick deeper into Terry's mouth and began firing his gun. Terry tried swallowing, but gobs of pearly semen leaked from the corners of his mouth. I leaned over and licked the excess cum up with my tongue. Terry's eyes followed my every move, with his nostrils flaring for air. Jeff gradually came off his high, and I could tell Terry wasn't getting anymore milk. "O.K. kid, get up behind Jeff and I'll guide you into his cunt. I pulled my arm out of his shitter, and rolled him over on his stomach. I positioned myself on Jeff's back with my hard dick pointed at his crack from the top, and my legs on either side of his body. Terry scrambled up behind him and presented his dick to the opening. It was like trying to stuff a huge dildo into Jeff's butthole. I grabbed the massive fuck tool with both hands, and pushed the head into the gaping opening. once inside, Terry took over the control and started pushing deeper. Jeff groaned from the pressure. "Am I hurting him?" Terry looked a little frightened. "Don't worry kid. From the feel of his butt, he could take a cruise missile up there and probably has." "I resent that kind of talk about my butthole." Jeff chuckled, then caught his breath as Terry rode deeper into him. "Oh fuck me baby," Jeff grunted. Terry pulled out a little, and slid back in. I let my fingers surround that massive piston and squeezed it a little as it began to plow in and out of Jeff's ass with ever increasing speed. I don't know what Jeff was feeling, but just the sensation of that massive tool passing through my hands brought feelings to the surface in me I'd never experienced before. Within a few strokes, Jeffrey started writhing and shivering under Terry. Terry started pumping into him faster and faster until he suddenly came to a screeching halt buried to the hilt in Jeff's ass. He was rigid and every muscle in his body was quivering. I reached for his nuts, that were drawn up tight to his cock, looking like small potatoes next to his massive dick, but they more than filled my hand when I squeezed them. Terry let a long shivering sigh escape his lips, and his cock started to flex in Jeff's butt. I heard him whisper something about cuming, and realized that my dick was shooting ropes of cum all over Jeff's butt cheeks. Jeff started shivering and I knew he was shooting his wad again. We were going to have to sleep in wet sheets tonight unless I could talk Carlos out of clean bedding. "Oh God! I forgot Carlos!" "Who's Carlos?" Terry wondered. "Hey Carlos!" I shouted. "Can you hear me? Come on over." I could hear someone moving around next door. "Carlos is the night manager here at the motel. He likes to watch. He watched us last night Jeffy, and earlier this evening he came to see me for a blow job." If Jeffrey could have turned pale, he would have. "You mean he's been watching us all this time?" His voice had taken on an edge of up-tightness. "Why didn't you tell me man?" "Well first of all, I forgot he was going to be there, and second of all, he's a nice guy. Nothing to worry about." There was a quiet knock on our door. "Shall I let him in or send him away?" Jeff scowled at me, while Terry appeared not to understand what was happening. I looked from one to the other and then back again. Finally Terry shrugged and looked at Jeff. Jeff was hesitant, but finally sighed and nodded to let him into the room. "Might as well see who's been peeping at us." He stood up and walked to the bathroom and began pissing loudly in the toilet without shutting the door. "Can I fix you a drink Terry?" Jeff smiled over his shoulder at Terry. "Mr. asshole can fix his own." Carlos walked into the room hiding a massive hardon with his hands. It appeared it was so stiff, he couldn't get it back into his tight jeans. Jeff examined the flesh torpedo while he poured Scotch. "Ola Carlos. Would you like a drink of Scotch?" Jeff smiled. "No thank you senor. I am on duty tonight." Carlos gripped his pulsing dick with his left hand and stroked it a few times. "Oh man, what a nice dick," Terry whispered, and reached for it from where we were sitting side by side on the bed. Carlos stepped closer, and Terry captured the object of his desire and drew Carlos' drooling cock into his mouth. "Uhnnn." Carlos groaned as Terry swallowed the six inch dick like a snake on an egg. The boy was learning fast. I admired his cock sucking technique for a minute, then proceeded to unbutton Carlos' blue jeans. I tugged the tight pants down about half calf on him, and got on my knees behind him. I took a deep sniff of his ass crack, and looked up as Carlos looked over his shoulder worried about what I was planning to do to his ass. "Don't worry baby," I kneaded his buns with my hands, and spread them apart. "I won't fuck you without your permission. I just want to ream you out with my tongue. I can guarantee Maria will never do this for you." I licked the length of his sweaty crack and tasted the musky flavor of an ass that had been working all day. He moaned again, and pushed his butt back onto my tongue to get more of the wonderful feelings I was giving him. Terry slid off the edge of the bed, keeping Carlos' dick in his mouth. He began to jack his own meat until it was standing tall again. Jeff swallowed his Scotch, and walked over to our orgy and promptly laid down on the floor and worked his head between my legs until he had captured my still limp cock in his hot mouth. I moaned and fucked into his tooth filled cavity, and snaked my tongue as far into Carlos' shitter as it would reach. Carlos bucked on my tongue and into Terry's throat. He grabbed Terry's ears, and began fucking his face hard and deep. Every thrust of his pelvis drove him down onto my tongue. At this rate, poor Carlos wouldn't last long, and a few seconds later, he grabbed Terry's head, and hugged him hard onto his cock. I could feel his butthole contract on my tongue, and I knew he was pumping Terry's mouth full of cum. He shivered, frozen in position until his balls emptied their contents, then he seemed to keel over sideways onto the bed. I looked at Terry's face when Carlos' butt cleared it. Gobs of cum were oozing from the corners of his mouth, and he was licking at them with his tongue. I bent over and kissed him full on the mouth, taking what I could get of Carlos' sweet spunk. I lifted Terry's legs over my shoulders, and pulled free of Jeffrey's mouth, and reached for a condom on the nightstand. My dick was sheathed instantly, and my red hot poker was probing the kid's butt ring. "Oh coach, make me love you." He hugged me tightly to his muscular body, and I sunk the head of my cock in his ass. Behind me, I could feel Jeff's tongue preparing my ass for penetration. He spit a gob of saliva onto my hole, and stripped open a condom. With a shove, his big black dick was buried to the hilt. His short curlies tickled my buns, and I wiggled on his shaft for him. "Carlos." Jeff put a hand on Carlo's knee. Carlos raised his head and stared at us through bleary eyes. "Si senor?" His voice was a bit husky still. "Come and fuck my ass, and we'll all give Terry his first fuck in the ass at the same time." "No. I couldn't do that senor. I am going to be married soon." His dick turned over on his stomach and began to straighten out as it stiffened. "Your dick says it wants to poke its nose in my ass." Carlos grabbed his now hard cock as if embarrassed by its insistence. "Stick it in a little bit. Here's a rubber to wear. I want to feel your muy macho thing in mi cullo." Carlos jacked himself a time or two, while he thought about what he wanted to do. Finally, with his teeth, he tore the condom pac open, and slid the latex tube over his tube of flesh. He kicked his shoes off, and pulled his blue jeans off over his socks. "That's right baby," Jeff cooed. "Stick that big manly thing in my back door pussy. Don't that feel good baby? Oh yeah, honey fuck daddy hard. Pork my butt good baby." I could feel Carlos' thrusts in Jeff's asshole in Jeff's dick matching his rhythm in my asshole. I quickly matched their strokes, and we were soon all three stroking into the kid's ass like a freight train. Terry's giant cock was hard again, and the head was stroking my chin. I licked it and sucked on it like it was some gift of the gods. He began stroking it in rhythm to our fucking, and within moments he was thrashing around under me, his eyes rolled back in his head, blasting my tonsils with his load of dick cream. I sucked for all I was worth, and started to fill the rubber on my dick with my own cream. My ass muscles tightened like a vise on Jeff's cock, and he moaned and grabbed my hips plugging me to the hilt. I could feel the spurts of his spooge in my gut. Carlos was breathing hard, humping Jeff's ass like a stallion. His breath began to come in gasping struggles to fill his lungs. "Aye Madre de Dios!" He gasped out, and fucked into Jeff hard. I could almost feel him cumming in my black friend's butt. With a heavy collective sigh, we collapsed into a pile on the floor. Slowly as cocks softened and fell dripping out of holes, our mass of bodies untangled and stretched our kinked up muscles trying to get back to a semblance of individual forms. We had had it. I don't think I personally had ever been more satisfied with a sexual encounter. I stretched and yawned, feeling like I could sleep for a week. "Me too," said Jeff, yawning. "I've got a busy day tomorrow." Carlos leaned over and kissed Jeff's shoulder. "I must get back to work. I asked the janitor to watch the front desk for me. The man is a fool." He stood and began pulling the sloppy rubber off his dick. "And I have to be in Tucson in the morning early." I stretched and yawned again, and let my hand drop onto Terry's lap to squeeze his massive soft hose. I felt the monster stir in my grasp. "Oh no kid." I kissed him on the cheek,and looked into his beautiful eyes. "You take that next load and find somebody your own age." "How can I do that?" He was a little hurt that our session was over. "Go over to that park by the University and show it around. You can pick and choose your lovers kid. I've got to get some sleep or my work will be crap tomorrow." I hugged him to me and he returned the hug, squeezing me tight. "You felt wonderful in my butt." He kissed me passionately on the mouth, and then broke our embrace. He stood up, his big hose swinging between his legs with the head only an inch or two above his kneecaps. I pulled the head to my lips and kissed the monster that had made me see stars. "I'll be back through town next week kid. I'll give you a call." He started pulling on his clothes. "I can't wait coach." "What's this coach stuff?" Jeff was also pulling on his clothes. "Oh, nothing. Are you going to be available next week Jeff?" "Are you kidding? I'm thinking of becoming a permanent resident here. "Carlos could keep my ass happy anytime." He threw Carlos a kiss. Carlos blushed, his skin turning ruddy from his neck up. "I'm getting married soon." He was almost pleading. "But Carlos baby," Jeff laughed. "I wouldn't dream of coming between you and your wife. I just want you to know you can park you sweet little macho dick in my back door anytime." Carlos blushed again. "It was something senor, when I was fucking you. I've never felt so good about making love." "Oh its love is it?" Jeff Laughed out loud, and Carlos turned plum colored with embarrassment. "Its O.K. baby, I can be your part time lover." Carlos awkwardly kissed Jeff on the mouth and fled out the door. "Well I guess that's the signal." Jeff Leaned over the bed, and licked my navel while he pinched my left tit. "Call me honey, you is a blast." "I will. Keep next Tuesday night open for sure." I stretched again, and puckered my lips at him as he smiled and closed the door behind himself as he left. Terry sat on the edge of the bed and laid his head across my chest. I put my hand on the back of his neck and rubbed his tense muscles. After a moment he looked up into my eyes. His were misty with emotion. "What?" I stroked his burred head. "I think I love you." He kissed my nipple. "No. I think it's lust, not love. You need to find somebody your own age and really fall in love. In these times, it's the long term relationship that sustains. I'm too old for you, and the time would come when you'ld get wise to that fact, then you'ld have to hurt me by going off where your heart led." He shook his head against my chest. "Now give me a kiss and go to a bar, or the park. You won't be alone long, they'll be all over you, and you can pick and choose. Choose carefully and you'll be happy for the rest of your life." I lifted him off my chest, and sat on the bed looking at his face. "If I call you next week, and you've found somebody by then, I want to meet him; O.K.?" "Sure." He stood up beside me. I hugged his strong young legs, and then looked up at him. "We don't have to get into a scene, you may not want that by then. Maybe we can have dinner or hit the bars or something." "Coach, I..." "Don't worry about it kid. Now get out of here; I need my beauty sleep." He bent and kissed me on the mouth, and I felt a tear drop onto my cheek. I patted his hip, and he sobbed. "Go on now, get out of here and get a life of your own." He hugged me again, and then moved to the door. "See you next week coach," he sniffed and wiped his eyes with the back of his hand. "See you then kid." He turned, and was gone. I stared at the door for a long minute, then hauled my aching body into the shower stall. The hot water felt good washing the scents and odors of the night's activity down the drain. I thought I heard a sound in the bedroom and wondered if the kid had come back. When I called out, there was no answer. I finished the shower, and dried myself looking at my body in the mirror. I slapped my flat tummy and complimented myself; not bad for an old geezer of thirty. I pissed, and brushed my teeth. I thought I caught a glimpse in the mirror of the someone closing the door to my room, but when I turned around and looked, everything seemed normal, I was alone as usual. I poured the last of the Scotch over the last of the rocks, and stepped into the bedroom. The bed had been made with fresh sheets, and there was a single rose resting on the pillow. Obviously Carlos was too embarrassed to speak to me again. I took a sip of Scotch, and picked up the remote control. We'd have to see how Carlos felt next week. I had a feeling that Maria would be looking for another man before long. Carlos didn't seem like the marrying type to me. I turned the TV on, and flipped through a few channels until an old Hollywood black and white appeared. I laid down on the fresh sheets, and smelled the rose. I took a sip of my drink, and dreamily watched the screen flicker before my eyes while I relived the wonderful encounters since I'd gotten my beeper.