Date: Sun, 22 Jul 2012 00:43:57 -0400 (EDT)
From: dastardlyd3@aol.com
Subject: "Seniors United" Chapter 7: New Year's Day

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Seniors Seniors United

Chapter 7: New Year's Day

New Year's Day started off for Charlie and Henry awakening in each other's
arms, kissing each other, then Charlie dashing to the bathroom.  When he
returned to bed, he told Henry, "Sorry, but sometimes I just have to dash
to make the bathroom in time."

"Have you discussed it with your doctor, Charlie?  My doctor put me on
Flomax, which seems to help.

"You know, I don't mind you getting out of bed and dashing to the bathroom
as long as you want to come back to me.  I've staked a claim on you, and
don't want to miss a minute's time away from you if I can help it."

"Don't worry, Henry.  I am not going to stray from you, and I don't want to
spend any more time away from you than I have to."

"Good.  Let's make some coffee and see how the new year is progressing.
Just let me go to the bathroom, then I'll come help, Charlie."

Charlie had the coffee brewing when Henry found him in the kitchen.  "How
hungry are you, Henry?  Do you want to eat now, or do you want to wait a
while?  Are you ready for a big breakfast, or do you want something light,
or just wait for a while?"

Henry put his arms around Charlie and said, "Sweetie, I could be very happy
just taking some more of your cum.  I'd like some coffee now, and I'd just
like to sit and look at you, maybe caress you, and certainly kiss you."

"I believe there's enough coffee brewed for us to start.  Then let's move
out to the living room.  I want to check the TV to see if there's any good
news....for a change."  Charlie put his arm around Henry's back and guided
him to the sofa.  They both sat down and Charlie turned on the TV.  Then he
started flipping though the channels.  Nothing interested either of them.
They decided to turn it off until the football bowl games came on.

Charlie sat close beside Henry, sipping his very hot coffee, and enjoying
the warmth of Henry's nude body.  `One good thing,' he thought, `you'll
never feel cold in this apartment house because the furnace pours out lots
of heat.'  Still, he enjoyed the warmth of Henry's skin, and knowing it was
Henry's body that was beside him.  He looked up at Henry's eyes, which were
looking down at him, a big smile on Henry's face.  Charlie leaned against
Henry, placing his head on Henry's shoulder.

"Umm, you make me so happy, Henry.  I haven't felt this good in years, yes,
years.  To feel your body beside me, even if we are just sitting or
sleeping side by side, is enough to make every moment wonderful.  I know
it's a bit early, but I do love you, and I want to live with you.  Do you
think we could share an apartment?  Yours?  Mine?  Or, get another one
here?"

"Charlie, you must know what I've been thinking.  I've been thinking I
don't want to be apart for a day, an hour, or a minute.  I don't care which
apartment we live in as long as we are together."  Henry put down his
coffee mug, took Charlie's and put it on the coffee table also.  "Kiss me,
my love."  Henry wrapped his arms around Charlie and kissed him, his hands
moving to caress Charlie's body.

Charlie responded with mutual caresses and kisses, then took Henry's hand
and led him to the bedroom.  They undressed each other.  This time Charlie
placed them in "69 position," and they were soon sucking each other's cock.

"Stop," Charlie spoke, "I want to give to you some of the pleasure you have
given me.  Please lie on your stomach."  Charlie moved a pillow under
Henry's stomach, thereby elevating his rear a bit.  Henry put the small cum
towel under his cock while Charlie moved between Henry's legs, rubbing
first the left leg from the ankle to the crotch, then the right.  His hands
arrived at Henry's balls, gently caressing them, and slowly moving up to
caress the cheeks.  He moved closer to be able to spread the cheeks.  Then
he bent down and licked the crease on the outer rims, circling in a
narrowing circle until he reached Charlie's hole.  His tongue passed over
it slowly, giving a gentle caress.

Henry almost jumped up.  "That was wonderful, Charlie.  I don't think
anybody every licked me there.  In fact, I don't think anybody ever came
near licking my hole.  Don't stop."

"I won't, love," and Charlie continued to stroke his tongue over Henry's
hole, finally stopping with the tip of his tongue pushing against the
narrow circle.  A hard push and he was inside.  His tongue stroked around
the lips of the hole, and moved into the dark place.  He couldn't reach
very far in, but his tongue felt very good to Henry.

Henry softly spoke, "Charlie, put your cock in my ass.  I want to feel you
fucking me.  I feel so good when your cock pushes into me, and you rub
against all those tender places.  I feel almost like an electric current
has entered."

Charlie reached over to the bedside table for the lube, applied some to
Henry's hole.  He put lube on his cock and brought it up to Henry's
now-lubed hole.  It entered easily.  Henry sighed and said, "Give me all
you've got, Charlie.  I need you.  I want you.  I'm all yours forever."

Charlie's strokes started out slowly, and he kept moving his cock around to
let Henry's dark places be energized.  He could tell where Henry's prostate
was, and he stroked it about every third push in.  Henry just softly
purred, almost like a cat, with every stroke in and out.

Charlie sped up as the inside of Henry's ass opened further.  The lips of
Henry's ass seemed to bite down on Charlie's cock as he started each stroke
in, and held him too tight to pull out easily.  Charlie was delighted.  His
breathing began to be short breaths, timed with the strokes.  His balls
pulled up, and that familiar tingling starting in his toes and moving up
his legs told him he was about to cum.  "Here I cum, love," he barked out
to Henry.

"So am I!" Henry called out.  "I'm ready, Charlie.  Give me all you've
got."  And Charlie did.  His cock shot out at least four big loads into
Henry's ass.  Then he fell on Henry's back, careful to keep most of his
weight on his arms and legs.  Still, to feel Henry's body beneath him, his
chest against the back of the man he loved, was enough to keep him hard for
a little while.  Then, his cock shrunk enough to fall out of Henry's ass.

Charlie lay down beside Henry, who turned on his side and kissed his
hard-breathing love.  "Are you okay, love?  I don't want you to push
yourself too far.  Sure, I love you, but I am happy just to feel your body
beside me."

Charlie got his breathing under control and said, "Love, I got to fucking
you so hard and fast that I stopped taking deep breaths.  When you're
putting out so much energy, you need to breathe deeply.  I didn't.  I
stopped breathing entirely.  I only thought of the man I love and how I
wanted to please him.  I'm fine now.  That's the kind of exercise that
builds a strong heart muscle.  Your presence in my life builds my heart.  I
am loved again, and I love you."

They kissed and Charlie got a towel to clean his cum from Henry's rear, and
any of Henry's cum that had passed through the cum towel.  There was none.
"Come on, love.  We both need a shower, then I'll fix us some breakfast.
Making love gives me an appetite."  The shower was shorter than usual
because they had just cum, and both were becoming hungry.  Yet, there was
time for some kissing and caressing.  They dried off from their showers,
and went to the kitchen.

Charlie rummaged around in the refrigerator, finding eggs, a bell pepper,
some ham cubes, milk, and a loaf of good whole-wheat bread, the crusty kind
you slice with a knife.  Charlie cut two thick slices, asking Henry if he
wanted a second slice.  Henry replied, "I think one thick slice will be
fine for me."

While Charlie whipped up a fine omelet, Henry emptied the coffee mugs and
poured them each a fresh cup.  Henry knew where the silver was, and the
plates and napkins.  He took the silver and napkins to the table, leaving
the plates beside Charlie at the stove, ready to receive the omelet and
toast.

Charlie told Henry, "There's a jar of pretty good strawberry preserves in
the refrigerator.  Please grab that and the margarine, and take them to the
table."  Charlie filled the plates and followed Henry to the table.

As they sat down, Henry reached for Charlie's hands and began his expected
table prayer, "Thank you Lord for sending this wonderful man into my life,
and for giving him the knowledge and skill to feed us so well.  Bless him,
bless those who raised this food for us to eat, and bring us closer to you
and to each other.  Amen."

Charlie got up to look out the window blinds while Henry buttered their
toast.  "It's not snowing, and the sidewalk is clear.  Do you need anything
at the store?  I should say, do we need anything at the store?"

"Sweetie," Henry began, "If we're going to be eating together and sleeping
together, I think we ought to do some planning.  I'd be happy to live here,
in your apartment, if you like."

"Then it will become our apartment.  I like the sound of that.  We're going
to need to figure out what furniture goes best in the apartment, yours or
mine, and not worry about what's left over.  We can give that to somebody
who needs it."

The breakfast was hearty enough for each man, and the clean up went
rapidly.  They took fresh mugs of coffee to the living room to discuss the
impending consolidation of two apartments into one.  They decided to look
at Henry's furniture first, and to consider how much room was available in
their joint apartment. They quickly dressed before going out into the hall.

 Having looked at Henry's apartment, Charlie led them back into "the
apartment," and said, "You've got some nice pieces, Henry, and some of mine
is getting sort of old and tired looking.  It's still usable, and I'm sure
somebody could make use of it, but we can replace it with yours.

"While we're at it," Charlie said, " let's look at the closet space in our
bedroom.  We know the bed is a good size for us.  Do you prefer your bed to
this one?"

"My mattress is five years old, and it wasn't the best choice when I got
it.  I just needed something quick.  Let's keep yours, and let's keep your
bedroom set."  They looked at the closet and the chests of drawers, and
decided they would take all the two men had.  They made quick decisions on
the rest of the furniture in the two apartments and decided to talk to the
management the next day.

The day lengthened out, and it soon was time for a bit of a nap, proceeded
of course, by some love making.  Henry led them to "their" bedroom,
undressed Charlie, then himself, and they met in the bed.  At first, they
cuddled, and Charlie put his head on Henry's chest.  They both rested.
Soon, they both fell asleep.

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