Revelations and Medications - Part I
Slow Mornings
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Chapter 4 – Slow Mornings
Fun with lemon and
other fruit
As always, Ryo woke at dawn.
occasionally, like today, he wished he could turn off his internal alarm clock
and sleep as soundly and as long as his partner did.
their long night of talking and then very tender lovemaking three hours ago.
Ryo looked down at his partner and
lover.
was on his front and had one arm thrown possessively across Ryo’s stomach with
the hand bent back towards Ryo’s chest as if admitting it had overshot its
target. Dee’s head was in its usual
place of trying to straddle both men’s pillows and only succeeding in lodging
What a beautiful and increasingly
complex man Ryo’s lover was. The
absolutely most amazing thing about Dee, beyond the fact that he loved Ryo so
fervently, is how
optimistic and passionate about life after all the shit he was put, and put
himself, through. And though Penguin and
even officer Latner had been big influences, Ryo couldn’t help wondering, extremely
privately, what gene pool had produced
All the difficult topics they had
dived into last night. As someone that
was still learning about his own sexual being, Ryo was emotionally
reeling. Before last night, or rather
before earlier this morning Ryo could never imagine, or indeed accept, why a
young man would become a rent boy. But
looking down at the body of his lover, Ryo came to the realization that that
particular choice was all but inevitable for
possessing such an outgoing nature, Dee claimed to have known every prostitute,
female or male, in the Hells Kitchen and
area by name. Dee would have
unconsciously treated each of the working girls and boys as people instead of
things and when Dee found himself open to the gay lifestyle, horny, pretty and
in need of money – well like Dee admitted last night, it seemed obvious at the
time.
had been so surprised how well Ryo had taken the news and, truth be told, so
was Ryo. Yes, Ryo’s grandmother had
shared a similarly brief stint in the same industry and was not in any way
ashamed of it. However, his father’s
side of the family had treated it like a dirty little secret and heaped it with
rationalizations and excuses whenever the cat got out.
self-assumption that he was more like the straight-laced, rigid
sexuality Ryo felt like he was slowly rewriting his entire self identity,
though perhaps it was more that he was uncovering his true self.
was unconsciously improving his grip on Ryo’s torso.
hand finally came back to snake under Ryo’s shoulder.
itself closer to the warmth it wanted, the movement pulling Dee’s face out of
the crevasse between the pillows and planting
head firmly on Ryo’s pillow.
Ryo couldn’t take
it anymore. Ryo wanted Dee right now;
Ryo wanted Dee’s mouth on his, to feel all of
on top of him, not just the tantalizing weight of one arm.
Because he always
woke first Ryo knew exactly how he should wake
to get what he wanted. It was a slow but
enjoyable process. Most of the time Ryo
was still so blown away by how his own body was reacting to whatever
anything else. Only on mornings like
this did Ryo get to really study
reactions to things. Ryo got to turn his
trained eye on his lover and drink in his every subconscious twitch, sigh, and
flush.
Very slowly Ryo
started to pull out his right hand that had become pinned under
Ryo let the back of his nails tickle
front as his hand made a relaxed serpentine route towards freedom.
an unsuspecting nipple.
shifted again, pulling his body into that contact.
top of Ryo’s thigh and pulled the back of
head firmly against Ryo’s shoulder it also prevented any further northward
motion by Ryo’s hand. ‘
trapped hand palm up, ‘I’m flexible.’
time aiming for
had the added benefit of levering
head onto Ryo’s chest. ‘
thinking and causing himself to blush at his presumption.
Prodding and
caressing with his fingers Ryo quietly urged
to continue his progress towards where Ryo wanted him.
moved his head, turning it into Ryo’s chest.
When
Ryo knew he had been successful. Dee
used his tongue to run the hardening nub along the back of his teeth making Ryo
groan and hastily pull more of
Letting go of
Ryo’s now enflamed nipple,
I’m tired. I don’t want to get up
yet.”
nuzzled his cheek into Ryo’s chest but seemed intent on going back to sleep.
“You don’t have
to get up,” Ryo reminded
off.” Ryo ghosted his finger tips down
“Oh yeah, that’s
right, we don’t have to go to work today.
What an amazing partner I have.
And the brat is gone for the day, too,”
wriggled a little more into the pliant body beneath him but still seemed
reluctant to do anything more complicated.
“I just thought
maybe, you know,” if Ryo could just keep
talking and interacting, “since we don’t have to get out of bed, that maybe you
could help me get back to sleep.” Ryo
started to tickle the bottom few vertebrae of Dee’s spine, a recently found
excitable spot on
“Oh, and what
would that take, helping you get back to sleep?” even though
eyes were still firmly shut his voice was getting clearer and deeper.
“Oh, I don’t
know,” Ryo pushed the thigh that was under Dee’s hip over and up in-between
Ryo could really gage how much he was getting to his lover.
sleepy?”
pushed his mouth against the base of Ryo’s throat as he started a low grumbled
chuckle. “The only thing I know that
works for certain,”
at the inside edge of Ryo’s collar bone, “is a good screw.”
rewarded for his choice of language by a shivering in Ryo’s body.
Ryo pulled
“Sounds good to me,” Ryo said before attaching his mouth to
the back of Ryo’s mind, he wondered how he had ever gone through so much of his
life without kissing. Ever since
whether Ryo was admitting it to himself or not at the time, kissing had become
the third most essential thing in his life after breathing and eating.
breath, the taste of –
drug, the only addiction he had ever surrendered to.
Dee brought both
of his legs in-between Ryo’s and slid his hips up to be even with Ryo’s, all
without breaking the kiss. The slow
deliberate movement finally brought both of their fully excited cocks into
contact with each other. Ryo whimpered
into
and started rubbing the organs together at an excruciatingly slow pace.
took the opportunity to take charge of the kiss.
Ryo sighed; wryly
he thought to himself, ‘mission
accomplished.’ Ryo bent his knees
and spread his legs as far apart as they would go comfortably, letting
Dutifully
investigate.
fingers found a still lubricated and somewhat loose entrance.
sure caused Ryo to immediately push down on the intrusion and try to angle his
pelvis so that Dee’s fingers would hit that bundle of nerves.
into their continuing kiss and added another finger to quickly finish the
stretching.
When
Ryo whimpered a third time, his body complaining even though his mind knew it
was necessary for the really good stuff that was coming.
delicious contact. Ryo hadn’t realized
he had closed his eyes until he had to open them to see what was taking
Looking down his
own face Ryo saw
wantonly spread legs just looking at him with a blissful smile on his
face.
looked like a kid on Christmas day having found that one coveted gift under the
tree, a gift that would fulfill his life’s ambition and be the envy of all his
acquaintances.
Being looked at
like that caused Ryo to become harder; Ryo’s hips bucked again and Ryo’s hands
stretched down to invite
embrace he had abandoned. “Dee,” Ryo
breathed quietly but loud enough to bring
attention up from Ryo’s body to Ryo’s eyes.
“God damn, but I
am one lucky S.O.B.,”
smoothly into Ryo’s body and leaned over the man he loved.
Ryo let go of the
nipple he had just twisted rather hard.
“Stop saying that.”
gave Ryo a little smirk followed by a really hard thrust of his hips.
found that spot that made Ryo’s eyes roll back into his head.
without interrupting the rhythm he was establishing,
entwined his hands with Ryo’s letting the weight of his upper body rest on
those deceptively delicate looking instruments.
As another thrust found its mark Ryo let out a muted groan.
In a strained low
voice,
here, - Love. Scream it - for me; - help
me believe - how good - it feels.”
That was all Ryo
needed to hear; he let loose with moans and groans and sighs that rapidly
increased in volume until, for once, he really was yelling.
nonsense, or just
over. Whatever he was or wasn’t saying
definitely had an effect on Dee who was reduced to mumbling, “Oh God,” with
every thrust, each thrust coming just a little faster than the last.
Clumsily
Ryo’s left, to work on Ryo’s own erection.
It didn’t take much. The loss of
inhibitions, the sensations of
his own hand up and down his own cock, and his own increasing volume caused Ryo
to come fast and hard.
followed immediately, his own excitement causing him to grip Ryo’s still
spurting cock painfully hard.
then collapsed onto his panting lover.
Ryo wrapped everything he had, arms, legs, fingers and toes around
ear, giving the tender flesh there just a hint of a nuzzle
with his lips. “So good, so good, so
good, so good, so good,” Ryo took
in to his mouth and gave it a little nibble.
“It feels so good, Love,” Ryo whispered directly into
ear, “You can’t even imagine.”
“I think I can, a
little bit,”
wanting to take his ear away from Ryo’s mouth and whatever it was doing to him
at that moment. “You can be very
persuasive. Though I wouldn’t mind being
persuaded a lot more, as often as possible in fact.”
a little grind of the hips and managed to slip himself
out in the process, causing Ryo to whimper a little yet again.
his arms under Ryo and held him as tightly as he was being held.
After awhile,
a little at the barely coherent ‘Uh–huh’ he got in reply.
“Not yet,” Ryo
mumbled pulling
chuckled again and kissed Ryo’s eyelid before lying back down on top of his
lover. “OK, I’ll stay for now,”
take a whiz.”
Ryo sighed and
made himself more comfortable underneath
When Ryo woke up
again three hours later he immediately registered that he was alone in the
bed. Brushing his hand over
gotten cold. Straining his ears Ryo
thought he heard something in the main room of the apartment but couldn’t be
sure with all of the ambient noise from the city outside.
to tell
to shut up for a second so he could tell where his lover had gone off to.
Wriggling his
body under the sheets Ryo found his body sore in all those wonderful places
that pushed the memories of their lovemaking to the front of his mind.
how much closer they had gotten last night, about how much they had learned
about each other Ryo was horny again. “
After all they only had six or seven hours left to be alone together
before Bikky would be home. Ryo wanted
to get a lot more ‘screwing’ in during that time.
From somewhere
outside of the bedroom,
When
wait. Ryo really didn’t think he had
ever seen such a wonderful sight in all of his life; there in the door to his
bedroom was this well built, all but naked man carrying a tray with strong
smelling coffee, a bowl of fruit, toast, and what suspiciously looked like a
can of whipped cream that was trying to hide behind the coffee pot.
Ryo just grinned
and pulled himself up against the headboard, reaching his arms out to take the
tray from
There was a close moment or two as
climbed back into the bed but the coffee only slopped a little bit.
making his own a little extra sweet. Ryo
then passed the plate with the white toast to
and started putting the good marmalade onto his own wheat toast.
There wasn’t any
real verbal conversation during their breakfast in bed but there was a whole
lot of communication. Each passing of
the butter or a napkin came with a deep smile and often extraneous touches of
the hands. Both men caught the other
just staring at them from over the rims of their coffee cups, causing them to
blush more than once.
laughed when he caught Ryo looking at the whipped cream bottle, now center
stage on the emptying tray, with a silly grin on his face.
quickly take a sip of coffee, but because the grin would not go away he ended
up spilling the remaining liquid down his front.
laugh harder.
handed the chagrined Ryo a napkin before moving the mugs, coffee pot, jelly,
butter, silverware, and the toast plates on to his night stand.
This left just
the bowl of strawberries and bananas, the can of Reddy Whip, and the bowl of
sugar sitting on the tray. Ryo was
transfixed. Slowly
picked up one strawberry by the stem.
After shaking the can a little bit,
put on a small dollop of the cream and then he dunked this in the sugar
bowl. “See, it’s for the strawberries,”
for Ryo to bite.
Somewhere in
Ryo’s cerebrum, Ryo was deciding that this really was a nice light dessert
choice, both sweet and tart with a wonderful mix if textures.
was so turned on it really wanted the tray and everything but that suggestive
red and white can to get the hell out of the way so it could all be put to
better uses.
Ryo reached for
one of the bananas instead of crashing everything to the ground.
three inches before topping it in the cream and sprinkling the whole thing in
sugar. Just as Ryo was moving it towards
gently lick the cream and sugar off.
and sugar was gone. He then slowly
pressed the whole piece of banana into his mouth through tight lips before
working the fruit with cheeks and tongue until it was soft enough to go down.
Batting away
banana. Ryo topped it in the same manner
with an extra large dollop of cream on the tip and then looked at
another display.
This time,
however, Ryo brought the fruit to
away from
his tongue.
did so with gusto sweeping the whole top curlicue of cream into his mouth at
once. With tantalizing deliberation Ryo
turned the banana, holding only one part of the plantain close enough for
Though the fruit and
keeping basically still, both men’s eyes were dancing with Ryo’s escalation of
the game.
Unfortunately,
their lower bodies were also squirming with the mounting tension.
tongue was snaking out for the last little clump of sugar that was hanging on
right below the tip, the parallels were too great and someone’s leg hit the forgotten
tray. The remaining fruit, the plates,
and the can of cream were not an issue.
But the open bowl of sugar was another story, dumping its gritty
contents all over the rumpled sheets.
Ryo swore when he turned and saw what had happened.
to chuckle but also reached out and grabbed Ryo’s wrist that was still holding
the all but licked clean banana. The
momentum was too good to lose and
damned if Ryo was going to break it off to go do laundry.
increased his grip so that he got back Ryo’s attention.
slowly forced Ryo’s hand back towards his mouth.
Ryo pushed the
thought of his bed linens and rugs out of his mind.
plans and allowances for these days.
lifted an eyebrow at Ryo’s sudden change in expression.
plans of his own that his lover would never guess.
how he would like this specific game to continue.
Dee stopped pulling it forward, letting Ryo think that the game was going to
progress as before. But once Ryo had
stabilized his hold,
pull the fruit the remaining distance to his mouth.
as he could.
With a quirky
smile
soft fruit in two. Before he knew what
he was doing Ryo found himself diving into
mouth as if trying the recover the stolen bite.
Both men were
surprised but didn’t stop what they were doing.
Ryo had never actually tasted food in another person’s mouth before,
but, after a brief “why the fuck did I do
that” moment, Ryo realized that he liked both tastes: the taste of the
fruit and the taste of the man. In fact
Ryo found he missed the fruit a little bit as the soft stuff was quickly
dissolved and devoured between them.
When they broke apart, Ryo giggled and mumbled, “Ummm,
banana flavored
“Since when?”
him.
“Since right
now,” Ryo smiled as he let
legs together and he settled down into his new vantage point.
lips wander aimlessly around Dee’s face until they finally found one of
some reason Ryo’s tongue really liked playing with
lobes, especially teasing the half grown over piercings.
is what it did to
lifted all of Ryo off of the bed with him.
After enjoying
his little ride, Ryo started to just slowly nuzzle into
neck to allow them both to catch their breaths.
When
“Ryo, my love, I want to ask you to do something for me.”
“Of course,
sweetie, anything,” Ryo said into the back of
neck where his nuzzling had taken him, “you know that.”
swallowed and said, “I want you to fuck me.”
Not
understanding, Ryo giggled and said, “Silly, what do you think we have been
doing all morning?”
“You’re not
getting it,”
and far enough away to look Ryo in the eye comfortably.
said, “I want you to fuck me.”
As the dime
dropped Ryo gave
“No.”
did not look surprised. “You love me so
much,”
need you to believe me when I tell you that I want this.
“Sweetie,” Ryo
said looking as confused as he felt. “We
went over all of this last night. What
changed between then and now?”
rubbed a thumb along Ryo’s chin. “The
sun came up,”
Ryo’s confusion
was rapidly turning into annoyance at
seemingly glib answer. “
not in the mood for games, their recent activities forgotten now that the big
issues were back in the fore.
“No, honestly
that is the difference,”
Ryo’s head down onto his chest. “Shush,
and listen, love.”
resumed stroking Ryo’s hair. “The sun
came up. After you went back to sleep I
got up and took a shower. And I was
thinking about everything we saw and did and talked about last night.
bathroom, with you in this big and wonderful bed, I realized something.
on nights like last night. It all
happened in dark alleys or smoky backrooms.
I never went to anyone’s home and I never stayed with anyone until
morning.
And then I
realized that, on the mornings after the nights I would be so upset, I would
wake up in this sunny apartment of yours with you nearby, if not in the bed
with me. On those mornings I would wake
up and take a shower and it would seem obvious to me that that very next night
would be The night.
I would casually ask you if you wanted to be the top or imply that I
really wanted to be bottom. And the
feeling that it would be right, maybe even enjoyable would fill me.
irrational concerns and my guilt.”
chin a little kiss. “But then we would
go to work and deal with all the ugliness there and then by the time our shift
would be over it would be dark again.”
“And you would be
back to where you had started,” Ryo finished
story.
“Yeah,”
today, well today we’re staying in and, and making love all morning.
wonderful as ever. And you are even more
wonderful and sunny and sexy as ever.”
tangled in those dirty blond locks he so loved.
“And even more importantly it’s no longer a secret.
Ryo traced the
areola of the nipple in front of him as he weighed everything that
night. “So you are saying that the
sunlight has cancelled out all the revulsion I felt in you last night?” Ryo
asked.
“No, no, that’s
not what I am trying to say.”
right words. “Or rather it wasn’t really
revulsion it was – bad memories, shadows.
And it wasn’t all bad or I would have never gone back.
fix or didn’t have a home to go back to or were just desperate to find
something like love. As bad as my life
was I did know real, unconditional love and I knew there was somewhere safe I
could always go back to. Really the –
disgust was just how cheap I ended up feeling, especially after a night when
all my pick-ups were either mean or condescending.
got all caught up in the act itself.
That, and the few really bad times when it hurt because they wanted it
to hurt, cancelled out the ok or even good times.”
Putting both
hands on Ryo’s head again and pulling him back to where they could look each
other in the eye,
what the clincher is?” Ryo just shook
his head as much as he could while it was still being held tight by
is - nothing I could do with you could be disgusting or wrong.
blows yours, it would still be an act of making love with you.”
Ryo pulled his
head out of
When he ended the kiss and he pulled back, Ryo smiled down at
“Really?”
words, then the way
would have tipped the balance.
“Really, we will
try it,” Ryo reached up to stroke
nervous or tense I am going to stop. It
doesn’t mean we won’t try it again, but I will stop if I feel like you are
getting upset or trying to hide the fact that you are upset.”
“Shush, Love,”
“Ok,” Ryo didn’t
sound all that sure. Suddenly Ryo jumped
off of
“What the–“,
Then
“I just can’t
think like this.” Ryo was folding over
the bedspread where the sugar had spilled.
“I’m sorry, I tried but I just can’t.”
To
be continued
(Yeah - like I
would really end it there!)