Date: Fri, 13 Jan 2012 00:39:10 -0800 (PST) From: Bono Torros Subject: Sleepy Days, Come No More_Chapter 2 Sleepy Days, Come No More Chapter 2 I was awakened by the familiar beeping of my alarm. I had dreamed about all the things Blake said he was going to do to me, so naturally I had an erection. I showered and dressed, and then headed out. I sat next to Blake on the bus and we talked about random things. My work day was uneventful. I took vitals, taught a CPR (cardiopulmonary resuscitation) class, and did a lot of paper work. I rode the bus home, but Blake was not present. I took a nap. When I woke up I started getting ready for the gala. I laid out my tux, and proceeded to the shower. Five minutes into my shower, there was a knock on the door. I scrambled out of the shower and wrapped a towel around my waist. I looked through the peephole and saw Blake. I opened the door. I smiled, "Hey, Blake. Come in." I said. Blake looked at me from top to bottom, and then walked in. He started, "Looks like I came over just in time." I blushed, "I am getting ready for the gala. What brings you over?" I asked. "I wanted to see how you look in that tuxedo." He grinned. "Okay, well I am going to finish showering and then I will model for you." I grinned. "In the mean time make yourself at home, there is food and drinks in the kitchen, and I have cable." I said. I finished my shower and got dressed. "Well, do I look civilized?" I asked with a laugh. Blake stood and walked over to me, "Turn around so I can get the complete view." I complied with his request. He said, "You look great." "Thank you, Mr. Mitchell." I smiled. He went over to the couch and took a small bag from his satchel. He walked over to me and handed me the bag. "What is this?" I asked. "Open it." He instructed. I opened the bag; there was a single clipped red rose, a corsage, and a small black box. I looked at Blake quizzically. He explained, "The rose is for your lapel and the corsage is for your lady friend." "You bought a corsage, that is so sweet, I had not even thought about it." I said. He pinned the rose to my lapel and told me to open the box. There were two gold cuff links in the box. I removed them from the box and Blake fastened each cuff link to my tux. Then he looked in my eyes and began to straighten my bow tie. I was tingling all over my body. I loved how attentive he was. He placed his hands on my shoulders, and said, "You look so handsome. I'm afraid someone might snatch you up." I laughed, "No I won't be snatched up by anyone, not yet." I said. "Good. I would hate to crash this gala and embarrass us both, unless that would endear me to you." He grinned. "No, well," I paused and imagined Blake crashing the gala, I smiled, "no you have endeared yourself to me plenty already." He smiled and kissed me on the cheek. "When do you have to leave?" He asked. "Actually, I should be heading out now to make the next bus." I replied. "No. Let me drive you." He said. "Oh, you don't need to go through the trouble, the bus is fine." "It is no trouble. I want to spend some time with you, besides you look too good to be on the bus tonight." He said. "Thank you, um I appreciate the offer, and I accept." I looked at him intently. "If you keep spoiling me I might never let you go." I smirked. "That is the plan." He said, as he reached out and stroked my cheek. We discussed our respective days briefly and then headed over to Lena's. On the way he told me about his prom night. He told me he had gone with one of the prettiest girls in school, but had actually had a crush on her brother. He told me that they were both apart of the prom court, or royal group, or whatever. I told him that I did not attend prom, that a girl had asked me but, I didn't go. Soon we had arrived at Lena's. I thanked him for the ride and kissed him on his cheek. He told me to behave. I went to Lena's apartment, she looked stunning. I helped her with her necklace and presented her with the corsage. She asked me to put it on her wrist and I obliged. We took a taxi to the gala. It was in a beautiful ballroom. There were elaborate flower arrangements and crystal chandeliers. Lena and I were seated at a table with a state senator and a local news anchor. There was a lot of discussion about the role of federal government in state affairs, and talk of the reason for the current economic problems. It was fascinating. I inserted my opinions when appropriate. I thought that Blake would really blend in this atmosphere. Lena and I danced together and with other people throughout the night. At one point I spoke to a member of the state board of health. We discussed the difficulties of meeting health care needs in a society where nearly 60 million people are without health insurance. She told me that she liked my incite and encouraged me to attend some of the board meetings. We exchanged email addresses. After the gala I escorted Lena home. I walked her to her door. She thanked me for a good time and I returned the sentiment. She invited me in for a drink, but I declined. We hugged, and she kissed me on the cheek. I took a taxi home. Once I had gotten settled, I noticed that I had a text message from Blake and a missed call from Marie. It was rather late so I didn't return Marie's call. But Blake's text was recent so I called him. The phone rang twice and then Blake said, "Hello, stud." "Hey. I got your text, just wanted to let you know that I had made in and I had indeed behaved." I laughed. "Good. Now the next question is did Lena behave?" He joked. "Yeah she was a perfect lady. She introduced me to her coworkers, and kept her hands to herself, at least while we were at the gala." I said. "Oh, and what did she do away from high society?" "She threw me against the wall and told me that she wanted to make hot, passionate love to me." I paused. "Oh, no that was you. She just gave me a friendly hug and an innocent kiss on the cheek." I professed. "It may have seemed innocent to you but I am not convinced." He proclaimed. "Stop, it was completely innocent." I said. "We will have to agree to disagree." He chuckled. "In other news, what are we doing for New Year's Eve?" He asked. "Well, I was invited to a party at O'Neil's Bar & Grille, so I should make an appearance; otherwise I am flexible." I exclaimed. "I can't wait to find out just how flexible you are." He said mischievously. "Let's keep it clean Mitchell." I replied. "Alright, so I will come over to your place at 7-7:30 pm, and we will head out to your engagement, then we can go to one of the parties I was invited to?" He suggested. "Yeah, that sounds great." We talked for a while longer, and then said goodnight. I slept in the next morning. I ran a few errands and did some house work. I watched television and completed a crossword puzzle. Before long I heard a knock on the door. It was Blake, I invited him in. "Is this what you are wearing tonight?" He laughed as he looked at my smiley face pajama pants. "You don't like them." I asked. He smiled and said, "I think you would look good in a trash bag, but I don't know if this attire will bode well at tonight's events." He paused. "But we could always stay in and celebrate the New Year alone." He smirked. "I'll change." I said. I left the room and got dressed. As I headed out of my bedroom I gathered the cuff links that Blake had lent me. "Is this better Mr. Mitchell? Now can you bear to be seen with me?" I said sarcastically. "You look great." He replied. "Good. Though I am sure all eyes will be on you." I said. He smiled. "Only, because I will be standing next to you." "Okay, we have sufficiently flattered one another." I extended the box of cuff links to him. "Thank you for the cuff links, I received many compliments." "You are welcome." He took the box. "So, how am I to behave at your party?" "What do you mean?" I asked curiously. "I mean am I allowed to hold your hand or give you a kiss, or are we to behave like old army buddies?" "We are friends. Let's behave like that." I paused. "I told you the situation, I am not openly gay, but I am not in denial either, so just be yourself and do what feels right, and I will do the same." Later that night we headed over to Marie's party. I introduced Blake to Marie and some acquaintances as my friend. He talked to a lot people who were there and he would occasionally drape an arm over my shoulders or placed a hand on the small of my back. We participated in a dart competition and played a few games of pool, before we said our goodbyes and headed out. In the car I asked Blake where the next party was located and he said, "At Adam's, a club downtown." He responded. "The gay club?" I said in surprise. "Yeah, we are gay, so it seems reasonable." He paused. "Have you ever been to a gay club?" He asked. "No. I barely go out at all; I lead the life of a hermit." I exclaimed. "Do you not want to go?" He asked in a concerned tone. "No, I'm sure it will be fine. Just don't know what to expect exactly." I said. The club was really crowded. There were people everywhere. Many men had their shirts off or were clad in bright colored hot pants. Some of the dancers were in cages, and only wore thongs. There was techno music playing and it was really dimly lit; there were purple, red, and green streams of light that swirled around the dance floor. A wild energy pulsated through the club. Blake took my hand and led me through the club. He stopped at a booth, and introduced me to a few of his friends. Then he led me out to the dance floor. I was a little nervous, not only did I not have much experience dancing in public, but I had never danced with another man. It was great, Blake and I danced with each other, and then we danced with other people. At one point we were involved in some type of `mush' pit. It was really exhilarating. When we finally decided to take a break from dancing my forehead was dripping with sweat and Blake had taken of his shirt and let his hair down. He was quite a sight, broad shoulders, great pectorals, long muscular arms, and an incredibly defined six pack. His hair hung just below his shoulders and it was damp with sweat. He saw me checking him out and smiled broadly. He walked up to me, wiped the sweat from my brow, and gave me a very wet kiss. Then he took me by the hand and led me to the bar. "Do you want a beer or champagne?" He asked me trying to speak over the loud music. "Neither. I don't drink." I paused. "How about a bottle of water?" I requested. He nodded and placed the order, he had a beer. "So, you don't drink?" He asked. "No. I have tried it a couple of times, but never cared for it." I exclaimed. He smiled, "You are my sweet innocent stud. I love it." He kissed me on the forehead. "Have to use the bathroom, do you need to?" He asked. "Go ahead, I'll wait here." I said. He nodded and faded into the crowd. Shortly after Blake left, I felt a hand on my ass. I turned around and found myself looking into blue eyes. He was about 6 foot tall, with short brown hair. He had a slender build and a square jaw. He said grinning from ear to ear. "Have you confused me with someone else? Or have you lost your mind?" I shouted. "I am not confused; I just saw something I liked." He said with a smirk. "Unfortunately, I do not feel the same." I retorted. "Come on man don't be like that, it's New Year's Eve, loosen up." He said. "You know what you are right. It is New Year's Eve, and you have probably had too much to drink. So, I will forgive your rudeness, and ask you to move along." I said. He leaned in and whispered in my ear, pressing his crotch against my thigh. "You feel that? It gets awfully big and I would love to put inside you." He then licked the side of my face. I pushed him back, and said, "You really are out of line. I think you should be on your way." He took a marker from his pocket and grabbed one of my hands and proceeded to write on my palm. "You are too sexy to be so cold. But I'll be on my way." He paused, "But if you change your mind give me a call, because I would love to test drive your ass any time." He said with a smirk, and receded back into the crowd. I couldn't believe what that guy did, I was angry, but at the same time I was really turned on. The guy was so rude and tactless, yet his forwardness, was so hot. I laughed to myself after replaying what had happened and decided to go to the bathroom to splash my face. It was so terribly crowded that I was constantly bumping into people, saying excuse me and sorry, as I attempted to find the bathroom. I noticed a few men heading down a hallway and assumed that they were on their way to the restroom. As I turned into the room they had entered, I heard moaning. Once in the room, I realized it was full of naked men engaged in sexual activity. The room was dim and had a very distinctive smell, a combination of cum, sweat, and ass. There was one guy taking on three men. There was one under him and one behind him, and another at his mouth. The guy behind him, a skinny, long haired guy, who couldn't have been more than 19, was furiously pushing in and out of the guy, while tightly holding his hips. He had his eyes closed and was moaning in a deep throaty voice. The guy beneath him had an orange colored tan and was covered in tattoos. He had one hand under his head and was tweaking his right nipple with the other; before long his toes were curling and his body seemed to tense. Then he let out a loud orgasmic moan. Meanwhile, the last guy was pumping his cock in and out of the other guy's mouth with fervor, he was a tall guy with low cut hair. He wasn't really attractive but he had a very strong presence, he seemed super confident. He had his large hands around the other guy's head and forced his head completely onto his cock. Soon, they were all moaning. The 19 year old had withdrawn himself, and began to shoot all over the bottom's back. The tall guy pulled his cock out of the bottom's mouth and shot his load, covering the guy's face. The guy at the bottom just laid there smiling. Before long they were all standing and the bottom, a short guy with reddish-brown hair was smiling broadly, as two of the other guys cleaned the cum off of him. As I scanned the room I saw other men giving each blowjobs and hand jobs. There were people licking other guys' asses and of course there was anal sex. Some were in couples; others were in groups of threes, fours, and fives. There was even a group of four guys, standing in a line fucking each other, and there was a fifth guy giving a blowjob to the man in front of the line. It was as if I had stepped into a porno. I had seen these types of things before, on my computer, but I never imagined that I would ever see them in person, or that they actually happened on this scale in real life. I was completely entranced; I was trying to take everything in. It was so surreal, and I had become erect and dripping precum. My trance was broken when I felt someone's hand on my cock. A surge of electricity ran through my body and I gasped. Then I felt warm breath against my neck, as someone whispered, "I can take care of that for you." I felt his hard cock pressing against my ass. I wiggled from his grip and said, "No. Um.I was just looking for the bathroom." I turned around to face him. He was just slightly taller than me, he was not muscular, but he was extremely lean. He had dark blonde hair and big brown eyes. He smiled at me, and revealed dimpled cheeks. He was completely naked. His cock was about 8 inches and thick, it was engulfed in a bush of brown-blondish hair. His balls were large and hairy. His body was evenly tanned. I blushed once I realized that I was completely ogling him, I laughed and said, "I am sorry. I didn't mean to stare." "No need to be sorry. I wouldn't be naked if I didn't want to be seen." He bit his bottom lip and gave me a full body scan. "So, you want me to take you to the bathroom." He smiled. "Yes.yes. I would appreciate that." I exclaimed. He reached out and took my hand, I began to resist, but he said, "It is crowded, I want to make sure I don't lose you before we reach our destination." He walked through the hall way completely naked and unabashed. His walk was more of a strut, and his ass tensed with every step. He had a beautiful back and nicely defined legs. His hands were warm and clammy, but his grip was strong. I liked having my hand held. I liked being led around; it made me feel cared for. Once we made it to the bathroom, I urinated and splashed some cold water on my face. I walked over to my escort, "Thank you. I have never been here before and it is really crowded." I laughed, "I may have never found the bathroom." I extended my hand and said, "My name is Steven." I smiled. He took my hand and said, "My name is Sean." He grinned. "So, you have never been here before?" He asked. "No, this is actually my first time at a gay club." I blushed. "Well, I hope it won't be your last visit." He said. "I don't know it is a bit fast for me, I am not use to this much hedonism." I laughed. He smiled, "Well, you only live once. It would be a shame to waste time watching others have fun, when you could join in." He smirked. I laughed, "Are you flirting with me." I blushed. He stepped close to me and proceeded to wrap his hands around the back of my head and kissed me. I felt his tongue push into my mouth. I could not believe he was kissing me, I didn't even know this guy, but I was really enjoying it. I pushed him away, "I'm sorry, but I am here with someone.and I don't even know you." I protested. "But you could get to know me." He said flirtatiously. "Thanks for your help Sean. Happy New Year." I said while turning towards the exit. He reached out and encircled my arm, "Wait, where are you trying to go?" He asked. "I'm going back to the bar; I think I can find my way." I exclaimed. "Please, let me escort you back to the bar...I can buy you a drink as an apology for the kiss." He said sheepishly. I smiled, "You may buy me a glass of juice." "Alright, just let me grab my clothes and we'll go right to the bar." He said. He took my hand and led me to a locker room of sorts, and began to get dressed. His body was more visible under the brighter lights. There was a light dusting of hair across his chest; the hair formed a trail that led down to his beautiful crotch. His skin was freckled and was damp from sweat. He watched me ogling him and flexed his pectorals. He was very sexy. After he finished getting dressed he escorted me to the bar and bought me a glass of juice. We talked briefly about random things, and then he took out a card and encouraged me to call him. I told him that I didn't think that I would be calling him any time soon, but he just smiled and said think about it. Then I heard, "I have been looking all over for you." It was Blake. "I got lost. Um.this is Sean he.he helped me find my way back to the bar." I paused. "Sean, this is my friend Blake." Blake stepped closer behind me and reached around me to shake Sean's hand, and then he wrapped his arms around my chest. "Thanks for helping Steve, that was really decent of you." Blake said. Sean laughed, "Oh, it was my pleasure." He said smiling at me. "Steven is a very intriguing man." "Yes, Steve, is very intriguing." He paused. "So, Sean, do you come here often?" Blake asked. Sean smiled, "I come here often. One of my friends is an event planner and he has organized quite a few of the events here, including tonight." He said. "I have seen you here a few times." "Really? I don't think I have ever seen you." Blake said. "I think you were dating one of the bartenders, Miguel. Is that right?" Sean asked with a smirk. Blake chuckled, "Yes, Miguel and I saw each other casually, about a year ago." He smiled, "You have an excellent memory." "Wow. This is very passive aggressive." I laughed. "Um.there really is no need for any of that, it's a party." I smiled. "You're right Steve, this is a party. A great party, Sean, you should tell your friend that he has really done a terrific job." Blake said with a smile. "I'll be sure to do that, I know he will appreciate the compliment." He paused and looked from Blake to me and said, "So, you guys are together?" He asked directly. I smiled and said, "We are together tonight, so yes we are together." Blake pulled me tighter into him and said, "Yep." Then he nuzzled my neck. "Well, I'll let you guys be alone. It was nice meeting you Steven," He paused. "And Blake." He turned and walked away. "That guy was totally pushing up on you." Blake exclaimed. I broke from his grip, "Yeah, I think you are right, but you were a bit much, weren't you." I asked. He smiled meekly, "What do you mean?" "You were rather territorial, wrapping your arms around me and thanking him for helping me, I thought you were going take out your cock and piss on my leg." I laughed. He smirked, "Well, I don't want anyone to snatch you up before I have the chance to make you mine." I blushed and then I told him about the guy who molested me at the bar, the orgy I witnessed, and I told him about what happened with Sean. We laughed about everything. Then he led me out to the dance floor and we danced for a long time. Then, we talked to some of his friends. They were really nice. At 11:59 pm everyone stood up, and did the countdown. At 12 am people were throwing confetti, screaming, and jumping up and down. Blake took my head in his hands and gave me a passionate kiss; he nearly sucked all the air from my lungs. When he released me, we both gasped for air. We went on dancing and socializing for hours. The next day I woke up in an unfamiliar place. My head was pounding and there was an arm draped over my chest. A surge of panic shot through me. *********************************************************************** Thank you for reading. Please forward any comments or feedback to bonotorros@yahoo.com.