Date: Sat, 10 Apr 2021 09:21:43 +0000
From: J a skehan <jaskejr@hotmail.com>
Subject: California  here I cum

California Here I cum

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I'd met Ed shortly after my 26th birthday. He was a senior at the
University. I was into my 4th year of teaching high school English in
Baltimore. I'd pursued a masters degree the year before running into Ed
at the coffee shop on campus. We talked and seemed to have a lot in
common. Sometime after our first few meetings for coffee I saw him in one
of the city's gay bars. I'd only been out for about a year. Ed seemed to
know a lot more about gay life than I did. He was a tall, 6 '3" blond
with that surfer look and attitude. I was a guiet, mousey guy with a thin
swimmer's body.

  After our first encounter at the bar he decided to take me under his
wing, never mind that I was four years older. We sort of dated or "hooked
up" as he would often say. Sex was not an instant thing. We were both
attractive in our own way. Out in the scene he always attracted more
attention with that surfer look and attitude. When he finally got me in bed
he seemed not to be able to get enough of me. Soon I found myself being his
partner on outings. Just before his graduation he invited me to go to the
beach for a weekend. Having nothing better to do I accepted. It seemed that
his father had a house at the Delaware beach town. So we were there
alone. It was a weekend of partying and sex. Ed had also invited some
friends down for the holiday weekend. I never found out if any of them were
gay since Ed make sure to keep a watchful eye on me. He let everyone know
that I was his.

  Soon after that weekend he graduated and his father threw a big party
to celebrate. Now I was not one who was comfortable meeting the parents
of guys I bedded. I tried to stay as much in the background as possible.
At the end of the evening his dad announced that Ed had been offered a
job in Hollywood and accepted. I was stunned since no mention of the job
had been made before. After the party Ed drove me back to my apartment.
He explained that he didn't have much choice since his father was a
wealthy man with lots of connections. We made love for the last time that
night.

   For the next two years Ed would call and email me letting me know of
his progress. He was a smart, ambitious young man. His good looks and
attitude would take him far. He neve mentioned anything about sex. I was
not curious to know who he had in his bed. My teaching career was going
well. I had gotten a second masters in creative writing/drama to secure
my job. It'd been two years and my gay life was stuck. I couldn't seem to
find a guy with whom I felt comfortable. Summer was fast approaching with
an idle two months in front of me. Someone in the school administration
sent me an email asking if I had any plans. I had nothing planned and no
prospects of summer work. I got a note in the school mail with an
application attached for a summer program in drama at UCLA. It was a paid
three week workshop with a travel stipend. I applied and was quickly
acceped. I emailed Ed and told him about the program and that I hoped to
see him while there.

  I'd planned to make this a once in a lifetime vacation. driving across
the country. I figured that taking a week to drive out there and a week
to drive back would pretty much fill in the summer, along with the
workshop. Arrangements had been made for all of the workshop participants
to live on campus to maximise the time together. The group had been
carefully selected to create a group that was a cross section of
backgrounds. Just before I was to leave, having sublet my apartment, I
received an email from Ed. He suggested that I might want to spend an
extra week in Los Angeles with him so that he could show me around. It
sounded fine. I' d shipped some of my things by FEDEX to arrive a few
dsys after my expected arrival. I'd asked Ed if I could have them
delivered to his address. He agreed that it would be wise in case my
arrival was delayed.

      The first two days drive was uneventful. The midwest was pretty
flat and a bit dull. Getting to Colorado was different. The mountain
scenary was new and great. I spent an extra day there in Denver. The rest
of the drive was not as exciting, rather boring. After a while, staying
in chain motels that began to fade together was making me wonder why I
didn't just fly. But I did see a lot of the country. Arriving in the area
of Los Angeles  I was faced with a nightmare of urban traffic. I spent
hours lost in traffic until late at night finally, I broke down and
called Ed. It was almost midnight and I was lucky that he was at home. I
explained that I'd been lost for hours in the city. He asked where I was
and I gave him the name of the mall and the parking lot. He told me to
stay put and he'd be right over. About 30 minutes later a sleek sports
car pulled up next to me. Ed got out and gave me a hug. He told me that
since it was so late, too late to find the campus, I'd best follow him to
his place. I agreed to do that. So following close behind him we drove
through the freeway and roads into the hills. Ed's house was on a
hillside overlooking the lights of the city.

   Once inside he asked if I was hungry. The hours of being lost in the
city had left me sweaty and starving. Ed said that he's order delivery of
supper from his favorite place and suggested that I shower while he did
that and fixed drinks. A hot shower did wonders for me. I pulled out a
pair of clean sweats and barefoot went to find Ed. He was stting in front
of a fireplace in his living room. There was a pitcher of drinks on the
table next to him. Like me, he was in sweatpants. He commented on my
toned body. I explained that 3 times a week in the gym did it. Over
drinks he told me about his life in the city. It seems that being a
Hollywood junior executive was not all glamor. His days were long and he
was at the call of people who often treated him more like a servant. But
the pay and perks were good.

  In the middle of our discussion the food arrived. He explained that he
didn't know what to order so he'd selected a variety. It certainly was
just that. There were enough choices for any taste. As we ate he asked
about my life back east. I confessed that since he left things had not
been as much fun. I'd not found the right kind of person to fill the void
in my life. Ed agreed that his life was mostly work. The few guys he'd
met were mostly would be actors or writers hoping to break into the
entertainment business. He mentioned that he did have a few close
friends, mostly fuck buddies, who like him, easily tired of the "wanna
bes". We finished eating, cleared the trash and Ed suggested that we hit
the hot tub out by the pool. Now living in the east where winters were
really cold few people I knew had pools. Here they seemed to be the rule
rather than an exception. I agreed and Ed suggested that we just drop the
sweats and jump in. Since we'd seen each other numerous times naked I
agreed. Ed made another pitcher of drinks and led me outside. It was a
cool night and the hot tub felt great on my tired body.  Ed asked me
about my work and the course at UCLA. I told him that I loved teaching,
watching youngsters' faces light up when they learned something new. I
also admitted that the UCLA course happened on a tip from an
administrator. He asked about drugs back east. I told him that most
people I knew were uptight about drugs, brainwashed by the right wing
media. He asked if I wanted to get high telling me that it might relax me
from the long drive. I agreed as long as I'd be fine enough the next day
to get to the campus. He reached over to a table next to the jacuzzi and
pulled out a leather bag from the drawer.

   Ed told me that it might be best if we shot gunned a few hits. I
agreed knowing that we'd likely end up kissing and then fucking. I
remembered that he was very good in bed with a long, thick, uncut cock.
Spending my first night in bed with him might be good for me. He filled a
glass pipe lite it and took a deep hit. he motioned for me to come sit
next to him. The stuff was powerful, primo weed for the first hit. I felt
his lips touch mine. I recalled the times we'd spent in my place during
his senior year. The second hit was even better. His lips did not leave
mine as I held in the smoke. I exhaled it back to him. I felt his arm
wrap around my back as he held me in place. He exhaled the smoke but
turned to me still holding me. Looking me in the eyes he said "I've
waited all night to do this, to kiss you the way we used to kiss. My only
response was "me too." We began kissing like 2 teenagers alone for the
first time. The jacuzzi was abandoned for the bedroom. Ed told me to hold
on he wanted to get champagne to celebrate our reunion after so long. He
quickly returned with a bottle, 2 glasses, and 2 little blue pills. He
explained that the pills would make this night special. We toasted and
each took a sip with the pills. I was already so horny from the trip and
the long time without good sex that I didn't even need the pills to be
all over his body. He still was just as handsome as ever with a very
impressive cock. I kidded him saying that having an impressive cock
must've been an asset in Hollywood. He silenced me with a deep kiss.

   By now the pills were having the desired affect. Both  of our cocks
were hard as rocks and our sexual desires were in overdrive. Ed whispered
as he lay on my stomach " I don't want to fuck you, I want to make wild,
passionate love. I want to show you and tell you all the things that I
couldn't before. I was a coward back east. Now I'm my own man and I want
to be your man." I just nodded my head. With that simple nod we began a
night of passion. I'd never felt so totally loved, so totally belonging
to anyone before. We finally fell asleep in each other's arms. I knew
that something was different about the night. I gave my body and my will
over to him. I was amazed at his stamina and my own as we repeatedly made
love.

   Waking late, Ed and I had a light, California style breakast of fruit
and coffee. Over our second cup Ed looked at me smiling. "Why don't you
leave your things and the car here today. I can have an uber pick you up,
take you to the campus and bring you back later to get your things. He
can even give you directions on driving back to the campus if you need
them. Here's a spare cell I keep, for you to use. The Uber number is set
for 2 and my personal number is one. I'll give you the key and the code
for the alarm so you can get in the house." I wanted to argue but
realized that he was right. I'd never be able to find my way around by
myself. I showered, shaved, and dressed just as the car arrived. On the
drive over to UCLA, the driver pointed out landmarks that I might find
useful for getting around. We arrived on the campus, finding the right
building with little problem. The driver asked for my cell number which I
didn't know. So he took the phone, entered his number and told me to all
when I was finished. He was a cute, California tanned younger man with
sun bleached blond hair.

  The day went by pretty quickly. I was given a dorm key pad and our
schedule of activities. One of the other teachers in the program was a
native and invited me to have lunch at one of the eateries on the campus.
We spent most of the meal talking shop. Walking back she asked me about
my trip and the accomodations. I explained that I'd arrived late the
night before and stayed with a friend who lived in the Hollywood hills
area. I confessed that I'd taken an Uber to the campus rather than facing
Los Angeles traffic. She wrote down a set of rough directions from the
hills area back to the campus dorms. I thanked her. Around 2PM my cell
rang, it was Ed. He suggested that I wait at his house so that he could
take me out to dinner to meet some of his buddies. He promised that I
could follow him back to campus later tha evening. I agreed to lounge by
the pool until he got home. He did warn me that I might run into his
house clearner. An hour later after a tour of the campus I got a call
from the Uber driver. He was on his way to pick me up in about thirty
minutes. We agreed to meet at the building where he'd dropped me off.

On the drive back I asked the driver if we could stop to get a few things
that I needed. We stopped at a rather upscale shopping center. I spent as
little time as possible shopping for some special items and a few bottles
of wine to repay Ed for his hospitality. Arriving at the house I walked
up to the door searching my pockets for the key. As I stood there the
door swung open and I was faced with a very handsome Hispanic boy who
couldn't have been more than 19. Standing somewhat bewildered at the
door, he grabbed the bags and invited me in. He explained "Ed's assistant
called and told me you were staying here. So I made up the spare room and
fixed a few things to nibble on for you. If you want to swim no need for
a suit. The yard is totally surrounded by tall hedges." The boy was
wearing sandals, a tank top, and a skimpy pair of shorts that left little
to the imagination. I followed him to the guest room where my things had
been laid out. I noticed the strong muscular legs and bounce of his ass
as he walked in front of me. I decided to take advantage of the pool went
out naked to lounge. As got settled just as the houseboy, Miquel, brought
out a pitcher of drinks. He told me that Ed had called and would be late
around 7PM. I lay out for a few hours. After a short nap I lay around
reading all the material from the program.

  Ed got in about on time. He pulled me for a deep kiss. His hands moved
down my back grabbing hold of my ass as his tongue invaded my mouth
deeply. I surrendered immediately to him just as the house cleaner was
leaving. We were very much involved, naked on the floor arms and legs
intertwinned in wild abandonment. I was lost in our inhibitions wanting
only sexual release. Afterwards we lay exhausted and sexually satiated.
We quickly showered and dressed for our dinner.

  Dinner with Ed's friends was at a plush restaurant by the ocean. The
friends were in a variety of fields, mostly not related to entertainment.
Bud was a lawyer. Steve, a police dectective. Ken was a banker. Paul is a
minister. The one thing that they had in common was their sexuality. All
seemed to be well built and refined in their tastes. They all talked
freely in front of me and Ed. They recounted some of their recent
exploits in the bedroom. We ended the meal later than I expected. On the
drive back Ed asked me if I wanted to spend another night since driving
in LA after dark can be tricky. I noticed that there was a disturbing
lack of street signs as we drove. I guessed that the locals knew their
regular routes by heart. When we got back to his home he pulled his car
into the garage next to mine. I sat in the car for a minutes thinking. Ed
came back down to look for me. "What's wrong?" he asked. I got out of the
car smiling and said "I'm thinking of your offer. It is late and since
your houseboy has unpacked my bag I think you might be right and I
shouldn't try finding my way back in the dark. Ok, I'll stay only if you
promise to behave," Ed grabbed my shoulder and turned me around before
speaking " I promise to be as good a boy and behave myself as much as you
want. I'll even sleep in my own bed tonight." I felt a pang of regret
after all it was his house. We showered and he suggested a night cap
which I agreed to. Over a fine cognac, he asked me what I was looking for
in a man and a relatonship. I'd never thought of that before. Most of my
encounters had been too short to have to face that question.  I thought
for a few minutes before speaking. "I guess I want someone I can trust
not to cheat on me, not to lie to me. I want someone to share my life
with, the good times and the bad." He smiled and moved closer to me
whispering "I guess we want the same thing. It's not just about the sex.
It's something deeper. I've lived here long enough amid the phony glamor
and glitter to see through all of it. I need to find some person to keep
me balanced."  We finished our drinks in silence just staring at the
burning wood in the fireplace. Ed picked up the empty glasses announcing
that it was his bedtime. I went off to the guest room. But thinking about
the conversation and his question kept me awake. After an hour of tossing
around I decided to face the fact and confront Ed. I walked to his
bedroom. I saw the light under the door so knew that he, too, was awake.
I softly knocked on his door.. He answered "Yes!" I turned the knob and
entered the softly lite room. Ed was sitting up in bed also awake. I
stood at the foot of the bed looking at his masculine body and wondered
what he even thought of me. He was younger and so fit. He could obviously
have any man he wanted. He smiled and patted the bed next to him saying
"What's in that pretty head of yours?"  I looked down at the floor while
speaking " I think that I'm afraid of relationships. I run away as soon
as I feel one starting. I really like you, probably more than I should."
He reached out to my hand with tears forming in his eyes. "I always knew
that from our time back east. I was afraid that if I pressed you too much
you'd run off. I'm sorry for not telling you I how I felt then." He
raised my hand to his lips softly kissing it. I continued  "Seeing you
tonight let me know that I could never fit into your world here. I
understand about the phony world here. You're friends here are all
successful. I'm a poor high school teacher with no desire to do anything
else."

  Ed pulled me to his chest cradling me to his chest softly whispering
"But don't you see that what I want is someone like you. Someone to keep
me honest. Not just someone like you but you." He gently kissed my
forehead while cuddling me. I felt so safe in his arms. I fell asleep
next to him. He'd kept his promsie and behaved. But at the same time he'd
brought a new reality into my life. I woke to the smell of coffee and ran
down to the kitchen naked. Ed was standng at the sink peeling fruit,
wearing  a short robe. "Hi sleepy head, you finally woke up, hungry?" I
filled a mug with coffee and sat at the kitchen bar. In an instant a
plate of freshly cute melon was in front of me. As we sat and ate in
silence I thought of our conversation in bed last night. Finally Ed broke
the silence "You know that you could teach anywhere you wanted? You're a
bright talented teacher with a knack for inspiring your students." I
looked into his crystal blue eyes mumbling "thanks". Finishing the coffee
he stood to put the dishes in the dishwasher. I started to rise but he
turned quickly saying "Stay there, we need to talk about us." I sat down
saying "us?"

  Ed moved around pulling a stool to face me. "OK, first of all I regret
not telling you that I loved you before I moved here. My life would've
been so much better if I wasn't such a coward. Secondly these past two
years have shown me how wrong I was. You fill a void in my life that has
been empty for many years. What I want to ask is simple would you
consider being my lover, my partner, my husband? At least think about it
while you're here, please?" I was conflicted and happy at the same time.
I loved my job back east. Moving across the country would separate me
from family and friends I'd known for my entire life. But the idea of
waking up each morning in his arms, knowing that we'd have a future tore
at my heart too. I looked into his eyes seeing something there that made
me want him more than ever before. I replied "I feel so secure in your
arms. Let me think about it for a few days? After all I'll be here a few
more weeks. You already know how I feel about you." He nodded saying Of
course, it's a big decision for you." I watched him leave to dress for
work and wondered about the future.

    I packed my things in my car and drove through LA traffic to the
campus. Shirley, my new friend, was in the lobby of the dorm when I
arrived. "Are you ready for our first session this morning?" she asked. I
looked at the clock behind her and said "I need to unload my stuff from
the car and grab a coffee. Then I'll be ready." She helped me carry my
things to my room, a single. We grabbed a coffee amd walked to our first
session, the Basics of screen writing." The two hour session ended in
time for lunch. Shiley and I were joined by three other members of the
class. Sitting outside we ate and talked of our reasons for teaching. It
seemed to be a friendly group.

  The afternoon session was related to drama in the classroom. It was
interesting, giving me new ideas to incorporate everyday situations into
dramatic lessons. I began to see opportunities to use the student's own
life situations to be both educational and therapeutic. We had an end of
the day group discussion before deciding to spend time writing in our
journals. I was back in the dorm working on my journal when Ed called. he
asked me about the course, the instructors, and the other students. I
filled him in on my day. He wanted to know if I had dinner plans. I told
him that after I finished my journal entry I' probably grab something on
campus. He asked if I felt like company? I told him "sure" and gave him
my campus address.

  Ed arrived an hour later. As we were leaving the dorm we ran into
Shirley. I introduced them and Ed asked her to join us. The three of us
ended up in a small outdoor table at a somewhat hidden restaurant in the
valley. Shirley was full of questions for Ed. He answered all of them
telling her of how we'd met back East. Sensing something, she asked "how
long have you two been together?" I was shocked but Ed was smooth saying
"That's up to him, pointing at me." I stammered and said "What! How!
What's going on?" Shirley laughed saying "I wasn't born yesterday. One
look at how he looks at you and how you light up when you talk to him
tells me all." I knew that I was blushing deeply. Shirley continued "You
know finding a job out here with your credentials would be easy." Ed
broke in speaking up "I realy hope so. He means a lot to me." I suddenly
felt trapped but in a good way. The rest of the meal was mostly Shirley
talking about all the benefits of teaching in California. By the end of
the meal she and ED were pretty sure that they'd sold me. Later that
night, again we made love. This time in my dorm room. I was sure that
these four walls had seen many a pair making love on these narrow twin
beds.

    The next day's classes pretty much set a pattern for the three week
course. Shirley introduced me to other people who worked in the greater
Los Angles area. Friday was our light day with only a morning session.
Shirley invited me to visit her own school to get a feel for the place. I
was introduced to the admnistrator and given the grand tour. It was very
impressive. One of the couples in our group had invited all of us to
their home for a Sunday BBQ. Shirley insisted that I bring Ed. it would
lighten the mood and kept the teacher talk down to a minimum. That night
I called Ed to see if he was available. He jumped at the chance to meet
"normal" people outside of the entertainment world. He did caution me
that I'd have to see his world too.

   Ed and I spent Saturday seeing the sights of LA. It was a large area
with many serious sights. After a full day we collapsed at home, in his
bed of course. We woke up around 7PM when Ed announced that he'd been
invited to a famous star's home for a party and he expected that I'd join
him. I protested that I didn't know if my wardrobe was right for such an
occasion. He reminded me it was a casual party and that if felt
uncomfortable we could leave. Since he'd already agreed to the Sunday BBQ
I felt that I should return the favor.

    The party was in the "Hills" not far from Ed's own home. We arrived
about 10 and the party was in full swing. he'd already told me that many
of the guests would be the elite of Hollywood sprinkled with some up and
coming stars. We arrived, turned the car over to the valet, and walked
into the already crowded party. Our host, a well known star, greeted Ed
as if he were a long lost relative. I was introduced as a friend from
back East. The host signaled one of the waiters to bring us drinks and
went off to mingle. I was impressed with the house. But also aware of the
stares of some of the handsome men. Ed was fully aware and took on his
proective mode. We went on a greet and meet tour of the guests. Many
seemed to know Ed and his family well. I suspected that some of the men
had tried to bed Ed in the past. On more than one occasion I felt a hand
on my ass, in a playful way. I noticed that Ed was aware and none too
happy. After a couple of hours we found out host and explained that we
had a heavy schedule for the next day and must leave. The host chided Ed
for taking the most handsome man at the party away. On the short drive
home Ed apologized to me. I told him that I now understood why he
disliked some of the Hollywood crowd. Once home we lost no time in
getting naked. It seemed that seeing how some of the leachers treated me
has turned him on. it was both an erotic and a possessive love making. I
didn't mind at all. Being an experienced lover, Ed knew how to bring me
to the edge over and over again. His repeated plunging into my tight
tunnel had me yelling how much I needed his cock.

  We woke late Sunday morning. I was wrapped in Ed's tight embrace. I
snuggled against his blond haired chest, content. He rubbed my shoulder
whispering "Do you know how much i love you?" I reached down to his hard
cock saying "I have a pretty good idea. I know that I need to feel this
inside me again." He rolled me onto my back and kissed my neck mumbling "
I was made to please you always." Like a heat seeking missle his stiff
cock found my well lubed tunnel. I wrapped my legs around his hips to
welcome him. This was not to be the hurried sex of a pair of teens. It
was the slow, passion filled love making of a couple who knew each other
well.