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Revelations and Medications – Part I – About Dee
Chapter 4 – Slow Mornings
Fun with lemon and
other fruit
As always, Ryo woke at dawn. It was usually helpful in his life but
occasionally, like today, he wished he could turn off his internal alarm clock
and sleep as soundly and as long as his partner did. After all, they had only fallen asleep after
their long night of talking and then very tender lovemaking three hours ago.
Ryo looked down at his partner and
lover. Dee
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 Dee’s face firmly between the two goals.
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 Dee managed to end up as
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 Dee.
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 Dee. With no other family but his neighborhood and
possessing such an outgoing nature, Dee claimed to have known every prostitute,
female or male, in the Hells Kitchen and Times Square
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.
Dee
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. For a long time, Ryo had made the
self-assumption that he was more like the straight-laced, rigid McLeans. But along with his acceptance of his own
sexuality Ryo felt like he was slowly rewriting his entire self identity,
though perhaps it was more that he was uncovering his true self.
Dee
was unconsciously improving his grip on Ryo’s torso. Ryo just watched as Dee’s
hand finally came back to snake under Ryo’s shoulder. Using this new leverage Dee’s body pulled
itself closer to the warmth it wanted, the movement pulling Dee’s face out of
the crevasse between the pillows and planting Dee’s
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 Dee
on top of him, not just the tantalizing weight of one arm.
Because he always
woke first Ryo knew exactly how he should wake Dee
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 Dee was doing to it that he couldn’t concentrate on
anything else. Only on mornings like
this did Ryo get to really study Dee’s
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 Dee in his last snuggle.
Ryo let the back of his nails tickle Dee’s
front as his hand made a relaxed serpentine route towards freedom. This produced a sexy little shiver in Dee that intensified as Ryo let just one pinky nail graze
an unsuspecting nipple.
Dee
shifted again, pulling his body into that contact. While this move brought Dee’s hip to rest on
top of Ryo’s thigh and pulled the back of Dee’s
head firmly against Ryo’s shoulder it also prevented any further northward
motion by Ryo’s hand. ‘Fine,’ thought Ryo as he flipped the
trapped hand palm up, ‘I’m flexible.’ Ryo started to push his hand down again, this
time aiming for Dee’s far ribs. Needing to bend a little to get a good grip
had the added benefit of levering Dee’s whole
head onto Ryo’s chest. ‘Where it belongs,’ Ryo found himself
thinking and causing himself to blush at his presumption.
Prodding and
caressing with his fingers Ryo quietly urged Dee
to continue his progress towards where Ryo wanted him. Suddenly Dee
moved his head, turning it into Ryo’s chest.
When Dee’s teeth grazed Ryo’s nipple
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 Dee on to him.
Letting go of
Ryo’s now enflamed nipple, Dee said, “Sweetie,
I’m tired. I don’t want to get up
yet.” Dee
nuzzled his cheek into Ryo’s chest but seemed intent on going back to sleep.
“You don’t have
to get up,” Ryo reminded Dee, “we have the day
off.” Ryo ghosted his finger tips down Dee’s spine.
“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,” Dee
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 Dee
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 Dee’s body.
“Oh, and what
would that take, helping you get back to sleep?” even though Dee’s
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 Dee’s legs. Now
Ryo could really gage how much he was getting to his lover. “What usually works to get me all relaxed and
sleepy?”
Dee
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,” Dee said before nibbling
at the inside edge of Ryo’s collar bone, “is a good screw.” Dee was
rewarded for his choice of language by a shivering in Ryo’s body.
Ryo pulled Dee’s face up to his.
“Sounds good to me,” Ryo said before attaching his mouth to Dee’s. Vaguely, in
the back of Ryo’s mind, he wondered how he had ever gone through so much of his
life without kissing. Ever since Dee had kissed him the first time over two years ago,
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. The taste of Dee’s mouth, the taste of Dee’s
breath, the taste of – Dee was intoxicating. Kissing his lover was now Ryo’s favorite
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 Dee’s mouth. Dee grunted
and started rubbing the organs together at an excruciatingly slow pace. When Ryo whimpered again Dee
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 Dee know what he wanted.
Dutifully Dee sent a hand down to
investigate. Dee’s
fingers found a still lubricated and somewhat loose entrance. Putting in a couple of fingers just to make
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. Dee laughed
into their continuing kiss and added another finger to quickly finish the
stretching.
When Dee pulled back both his fingers and his lips from Ryo,
Ryo whimpered a third time, his body complaining even though his mind knew it
was necessary for the really good stuff that was coming. Ryo’s hips bucked up as they too lost their
delicious contact. Ryo hadn’t realized
he had closed his eyes until he had to open them to see what was taking Dee so long to continue.
Looking down his
own face Ryo saw Dee kneeling inside of Ryo’s
wantonly spread legs just looking at him with a blissful smile on his
face. Dee
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 Dee back into the
embrace he had abandoned. “Dee,” Ryo
breathed quietly but loud enough to bring Dee’s
attention up from Ryo’s body to Ryo’s eyes.
“God damn, but I
am one lucky S.O.B.,” Dee whispered as he slid
smoothly into Ryo’s body and leaned over the man he loved. “I really don’t de-Ouch!”
Ryo let go of the
nipple he had just twisted rather hard.
“Stop saying that.”
Dee
gave Ryo a little smirk followed by a really hard thrust of his hips. Dee had
found that spot that made Ryo’s eyes roll back into his head. Leaning as close as he could comfortably go
without interrupting the rhythm he was establishing, Dee
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, Dee said, “We’re the - only ones -
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. Ryo had no idea if he was screaming words,
nonsense, or just Dee’s name over and
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 Dee brought down his right hand, still entangled with
Ryo’s left, to work on Ryo’s own erection.
It didn’t take much. The loss of
inhibitions, the sensations of Dee dragging
his own hand up and down his own cock, and his own increasing volume caused Ryo
to come fast and hard. Dee
followed immediately, his own excitement causing him to grip Ryo’s still
spurting cock painfully hard.
Dee
then collapsed onto his panting lover.
Ryo wrapped everything he had, arms, legs, fingers and toes around Dee preventing his lover from pulling out just yet. “So good,” Ryo panted into Dee’s
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 Dee’s lobe
in to his mouth and gave it a little nibble.
“It feels so good, Love,” Ryo whispered directly into Dee’s
ear, “You can’t even imagine.”
“I think I can, a
little bit,” Dee said into the pillow not
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.” Dee gave Ryo
a little grind of the hips and managed to slip himself
out in the process, causing Ryo to whimper a little yet again. Dee pushed
his arms under Ryo and held him as tightly as he was being held.
After awhile, Dee asked, “Are you sleepy now?” Dee chuckled
a little at the barely coherent ‘Uh–huh’ he got in reply. “I’m going to go take a shower,” Dee said starting to pull his hands out from under Ryo.
“Not yet,” Ryo
mumbled pulling Dee in tighter.
Dee
chuckled again and kissed Ryo’s eyelid before lying back down on top of his
lover. “OK, I’ll stay for now,” Dee said, “but eventually I am going to have to get up to
take a whiz.”
Ryo sighed and
made himself more comfortable underneath Dee’s weight.
When Ryo woke up
again three hours later he immediately registered that he was alone in the
bed. Brushing his hand over Dee’s side of the bed Ryo found even the sheets had
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. Ryo giggled at his own silliness for wanting
to tell New York
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. After thinking for a couple of minutes about
how much closer they had gotten last night, about how much they had learned
about each other Ryo was horny again. “Dee?” Ryo called out.
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, Dee answered. “Coming, sweetheart, just give me two ticks.”
When Dee did appear at the door it was well worth the
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. Seeing where Ryo’s eyes had stopped, Dee said, “It’s for the strawberries.”
Ryo just grinned
and pulled himself up against the headboard, reaching his arms out to take the
tray from Dee.
There was a close moment or two as Dee
climbed back into the bed but the coffee only slopped a little bit. Ryo sat cross-legged and poured the coffee,
making his own a little extra sweet. Ryo
then passed the plate with the white toast to Dee
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.
Dee
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. When Ryo realized he was caught he tried to
quickly take a sip of coffee, but because the grin would not go away he ended
up spilling the remaining liquid down his front. This just made Dee
laugh harder. Dee
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 Dee
picked up one strawberry by the stem.
After shaking the can a little bit, Dee
put on a small dollop of the cream and then he dunked this in the sugar
bowl. “See, it’s for the strawberries,” Dee said as he held out the decadent looking confection
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. However the most basic part of Ryo’s brain
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. Peeling back the skin Ryo broke off a good
three inches before topping it in the cream and sprinkling the whole thing in
sugar. Just as Ryo was moving it towards
Dee’s mouth, he got a different idea. Ryo took back the fruit concoction, looked Dee right in the eye, and started to very slowly, very
gently lick the cream and sugar off. Dee groaned and bunched the sheets between his legs. Ryo continued his show until all the cream
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 Dee’s extending hand; Ryo took the remaining piece of
banana. Ryo topped it in the same manner
with an extra large dollop of cream on the tip and then looked at Dee again. Dee was looking back lustfully completely ready for
another display.
This time,
however, Ryo brought the fruit to Dee. Ryo held the cream covered tip a half an inch
away from Dee’s lips, encouraging him to use
his tongue. Dee
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 Dee to taste at any time.
Though the fruit and Dee’s head were
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. Just as Dee’s
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. Dee started
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 Dee would be
damned if Ryo was going to break it off to go do laundry. Dee
increased his grip so that he got back Ryo’s attention. Dee then
slowly forced Ryo’s hand back towards his mouth.
Ryo pushed the
thought of his bed linens and rugs out of his mind. It could be cleaned later, say after he wore Dee out and back into sleep. Ryo smirked at the kind of things he made
plans and allowances for these days.
Dee
lifted an eyebrow at Ryo’s sudden change in expression. But Dee had
plans of his own that his lover would never guess. Right now he had some specific ideas about
how he would like this specific game to continue. Once the banana was an inch from his mouth,
Dee stopped pulling it forward, letting Ryo think that the game was going to
progress as before. But once Ryo had
stabilized his hold, Dee started to forcibly
pull the fruit the remaining distance to his mouth. Ryo caught on quickly and held back as long
as he could.
With a quirky
smile Dee suddenly lunged forward and bit the
soft fruit in two. Before he knew what
he was doing Ryo found himself diving into Dee’s
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 Dee, my favorite.”
“Since when?” Dee asked laughing as he pulled Ryo further on top of
him.
“Since right
now,” Ryo smiled as he let Dee entangle their
legs together and he settled down into his new vantage point. Ryo kissed Dee again and this time let his
lips wander aimlessly around Dee’s face until they finally found one of Dee’s ears. For
some reason Ryo’s tongue really liked playing with Dee’s
lobes, especially teasing the half grown over piercings. Of course the main reason Ryo liked this act
is what it did to Dee. As they were both already worked up Dee eventually arched his back to the point that he
lifted all of Ryo off of the bed with him.
After enjoying
his little ride, Ryo started to just slowly nuzzle into Dee’s
neck to allow them both to catch their breaths.
When Dee got his breath back he said,
“Ryo, my love, I want to ask you to do something for me.”
“Of course,
sweetie, anything,” Ryo said into the back of Dee’s
neck where his nuzzling had taken him, “you know that.”
Dee
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,” Dee said pulling Ryo's face out
and far enough away to look Ryo in the eye comfortably. After another swallow, Dee
said, “I want you to fuck me.”
As the dime
dropped Ryo gave Dee a sweet smile and said,
“No.”
Dee
did not look surprised. “You love me so
much,” Dee stroked back Ryo’s hair, “but I
need you to believe me when I tell you that I want this. I want this for me.”
“Sweetie,” Ryo
said looking as confused as he felt. “We
went over all of this last night. What
changed between then and now?”
Dee
rubbed a thumb along Ryo’s chin. “The
sun came up,” Dee said simply.
Ryo’s confusion
was rapidly turning into annoyance at Dee’s
seemingly glib answer. “Dee-,” Ryo started in the tone of voice that meant he was
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,” Dee said. Fighting a good deal of resistance Dee pulled
Ryo’s head down onto his chest. “Shush,
and listen, love.” Dee
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. And standing there in your sunny and pretty
bathroom, with you in this big and wonderful bed, I realized something. See, I only went out to sell myself at night,
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. And I knew that it would deal with all my
irrational concerns and my guilt.” Dee gave the top of Ryo’s head where it rested under his
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 Dee’s
story.
“Yeah,” Dee said. “But
today, well today we’re staying in and, and making love all morning. Your apartment is as sunny and warm and
wonderful as ever. And you are even more
wonderful and sunny and sexy as ever.” Dee traced Ryo’s hip with one hand while the other stayed
tangled in those dirty blond locks he so loved.
“And even more importantly it’s no longer a secret. I don’t feel as guilty anymore.”
Ryo traced the
areola of the nipple in front of him as he weighed everything that Dee was saying now with everything he had found out last
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.” Dee threw his head back into the pillow in search of the
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. I mean I wasn’t like those kids who needed a
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. It is just that in my stupid mind that shit
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, Dee said, “But do you know
what the clincher is?” Ryo just shook
his head as much as he could while it was still being held tight by Dee. “The clincher
is - nothing I could do with you could be disgusting or wrong. Even if it doesn’t blow my mind the way it
blows yours, it would still be an act of making love with you.”
Ryo pulled his
head out of Dee’s grasp to kiss him. He felt that he had to taste for the truth of
Dee’s words.
When he ended the kiss and he pulled back, Ryo smiled down at Dee. “Ok.”
“Really?” If Ryo hadn’t completely believed Dee’s
words, then the way Dee’s face had now lit up
would have tipped the balance.
“Really, we will
try it,” Ryo reached up to stroke Dee’s cheek. “But if I feel like you are getting too
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.” Suddenly Ryo looked sheepish, “but Dee, I don’t…”
“Shush, Love,” Dee had actually anticipated this next bit. “You know what you like right? Just do that for, to me.”
“Ok,” Ryo didn’t
sound all that sure. Suddenly Ryo jumped
off of Dee and off of the bed.
“What the–“, Dee started to say.
Then Dee started to laugh.
“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!)
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