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I walked to my bike with a massive boulder, in the pit of my stomach, with regret. Why? Why? Please anyone, WHY? Why for all that is good, did I let that ... hmmm, man slip through my fingers? Together we could have made pure symphonic magic. Argh. The drizzle on my head reflected my mood to the t. Well, maybe, just maybe he would call me next week. A man can hope, yes? I slammed myself on the saddle and started my way back to my B&B. I rounded the church to face my first incline, again. I was so pissed, pissed on the weather, pissed on the world, pissed on me, pissed on the rolling Ardennes. I slammed my bike into gear, and attacked this first incline like my life depended on it. In no time at all I found myself rolling down that hill on the other side. This morning I had taken one hour forty to make my way to Han-Sur-Less, my GPS and yesterdays check on Maps had told me my way back would take one hour thirty. As I faced that massive incline into Awenne again, I noted I had done my ride in one hour ten. Okay I still needed to climb this ... mountain, but I had made excellent time already. I stood on my paddles, changed gear and started my fight upwards. Nearly almost halfway I had to give up, and step off. The last hundred meters the incline would lessen so I rode my bike on that part again. I turned left into town towards the church and my B&B.
I was so occupied with my ride, my regret, my plans for how to spend the rest of the day, my hornyness, my hopes to see Nick again, someday, I didn't notice the dark figure in front of the church. At first I ignored it, maybe a local going to church, it was Sunday after all. But something nagged. As I turned my final corner to the back of my B&B to stall my bike I had a second better look at the figure. All dressed in black, leaning leisurely against a black Kawasaki. ... No fucking way. My jaw didn't just simply drop, it rolled down the hill completely. Nick. It was Nick standing there waiting, hopefully for me, but there he stood. In the center of Awenne. I nearly dropped my bike. I fought not to run to him.
"What are you doing here? How did you come here? Why are you here? Weren't you on your way to Brussels? Huh?"
"Wow, wow, wow. Aren't you glad to see me?"
"Yes. Yes, I am. Ecstatic, but, but .."
"Well, I do have this ... rain check, and I do believe it is raining now, isn't it?"
"Yes it does, but how did you find this place?"
"Well, ehm, G-Maps, Awenne. Look for a ... quant, wasn't it, B&B in the center. You don't have to be a rocket scientist to end up here."
"No, no you don't. But why?"
"Why not? Our parting didn't feel right to me, I just wanted to be with you. Only if you want me too."
"YES!! ... ehm, I mean, I may consider the possibility ... . Yes I would love that."
"He, he. Now please, can you open the door and let me in? I'm cold, wet and I need to piss. Badly, I've been waiting for you for forty minutes now."
"Of course, but the owners Tom and Mary aren't in. They are too nice a people to take advantage of. I don't know how they'll react of me bringing home a total stranger."
"You don't have to worry there, I promise to be on my best behavior. And I want to meet them, maybe I can rent a room for tonight?"
"Or ask them what they charge if you shared a room?"
"He, he. Now please where's the toilet?"
"Down there, to the left. Just past the sauna."
"Sauna?"
"Yes, now go. Don't make me look for a mop to clean after you."
When Nick went to the toilet I finished my chore from this morning, the dishes. I unloaded the dishwasher. I hope I didn't mix it up too much for them. I had just placed my cup into the washer when Nick returned.
"That was close, I really had to go."
"What did you want to do, while we wait for Tom and Mary?"
"Oh, I can think of a couple of things, depending on how much time we have."
"They said they'll be back around eleven."
"That gives us plenty of time to accomplish a few of my ideas."
"Like?"
"Do you know how to start the sauna?"
"Yes, I do."
"If you'll do that, I'll start up the fireplace to get it more comfy in here."
"Deal. You'll find some kindling and dry wood at the back of the garden."
"Thanks."
I went to startup the sauna. Well flip two switches, even a child could do it. I filled the bucket with water and some drops of the eucalyptus oil Tom had pointed out to me. When I returned in the living room, so to say, Nick already had a reasonable fire going in the hearth. The sweet smell of the open fire flowed into the room.
"That smells nice Nick."
"Yes it does. Is the sauna ready?"
"Heating up and getting there."
"Good. I've got to go to my bike and get my stuff. Now, don't you dare to run off, we've still some unfinished business to attend to."
"He, he, I won't. I will have to go upstairs to get something's for the sauna, if you don't mind."
"Dude, serious? Just go get them."
When he went outside, leaving the door ajar, I went upstairs to score us some towels. I didn't have to bother to search for my, I hope now infamous, sauna-bag because I had packed it in my backpack this morning which was still downstairs. Carrying four towels and my bottle of shower gel I made my way back downstairs to literally run into Nick carrying a small leather saddlebag. Outside I noticed that the drizzle had grown to a deluge with crashing thunder in the background.
"Oh, someone is in a hurry."
"I just wanted to keep my stuff dry.'
"Black leather, I think I'm beginning to see a theme here."
"I think I know what you're thinking but that's not the case. I like the feel of leather on my skin, I love the look of it on a bag like this but I'm not into that BDSM stuff."
"With that Albert of yours you could have thrown me."
"That? That was a ... challenge from my ex. He dared me to spice up our relation, and now it has grown on me."
During our conversation we had walked to the sitting area with the now comfortably crackling open fire. I dropped the towels on the bench and went to check the sauna.
"It's nearly there. By the time we're undressed and showered it will be on temperature. Do you want a drink first and wait?"
"No, let's hit the showers and maybe I can get some live back in my bones."
"Awh, poor daddy is getting old."
"I'm still able to whoop that ass of yours."
"Now, would that be a threat ... or a promise?"
Laughing hard I fled into the sauna room with Nick close on my tail. He caught me in his arms, spun me around and planted a big kiss on my mouth. Ouch. I recoiled just a little, his beard just wasn't doing it for me. It scratched, scraped and frankly it hurt. Nick must have thought my reaction was part of my coy because he didn't say a word. We started to undress, with no more boundaries we blatantly observed each other's moves. He first kicked of his boots, next item to go was his jacket. On his socks in a black leather pants and white t-shirt he looked like them old movie stars, James Dean came to mind. Yes, he was older but his sex-appeal was equally hot as James's has been. When Nick removed his t-shirt he revealed a soft fuzz over his entire body. It was thick enough to cover him and yet thin enough to show his muscles through it. When he started to peel off his pants, (yes peel off, I have told you it was a tight suit and now you know I haven't used slang like dope or cool) he revealed his majesty in all his glory, he had gone the day commando. His dick was fat and large and with his Albert in his still covered hood, mouthwatering. He stretched himself out to his full length. I could only utter one single word.
"WOOF!!!"
"Thanks, but... you ain't bad to look at either."
We jumped under the shower and washed away today's grime before we entered the sauna. Nick stretched out on the top bench and I took a seat lower, facing him. With his feet next to my head I could admire him in his full grandeur. I've never been into body hair but what Nick had to offer was something I couldn't resist. I just wanted to run my fingers through his fur, wrap the curls around my fingers even gently pull them. We sat like this for a couple of minutes and enjoyed the southing warmth enter our bones.
"Hmm, this feels good. Especially after standing in that rain for forty minutes."
"Yes it does."
"You know what really would help to south my old body even more?"
"No, well I can think of some things. But tell me what would help?"
"A good massage, if only I knew someone."
"Serious? I've told you everything about my vacation, and I seem to remember mentioning Michael in Brugge."
"Ooh yeah, ... you did. ... So?"
"I could give you a massage."
"Really? Oh no, I couldn't possibly ask that from you."
"Oh har har. Of course I will give you a massage. Let's cool down and prep a spot."
"He, he, he. Deal."
We stood and left the sauna. When I walked to the showers to turn them on, Nick stopped me."
"No, wait. I've an idea, follow me."
He walked out of the room and turned left. He hadn't stopped to pick up a towel so neither did I and followed his bare ass. When he opened the door leading to the garden I did stop.
"Wait. Outside? In that rain?"
"Yeah, why not?"
"First of all it's raining."
"What better way to cool down?"
"Second the neighbors?"
"Through this rain they won't see much and when I went to get the wood I didn't see that many windows facing this garden."
"Yeah, but ..."
"Worst case they'll see two good looking men taking a shower in the rain. So what of it?"
"Yeah, ... but ... . Oh to hell, I just hope I won't get to regret it."
"That's the spirit."
With that we stepped outside and let the rain cool us down. It was magical. Those first drops hitting my skin were like needles, so cold. But after a minute it was oh so good. I felt like a little kid in his first snowfall. I wanted to spread out my arms and turnaround in circles. I looked at Nick to see his reaction and saw he was literally dancing, ... no, that wasn't just dancing he did. That was this Brazilian fight-dancing, this ... Capoeira? He danced with grace to a beat only he could hear. Lifting his leg at a slow pace in a turn that brought his upper body downwards. He had a body control I'd never seen before. It was mesmerizing. I wanted to look at his moves for hours, but my body had other plans. A shiver ran down my spine that told me I had to get back inside. I was reheating my buns at the fire when Nick also came back inside.
"Wow, that was one amazing show you've given me and the neighbors."
"It keeps me limber and relaxes me."
"Where have you picked that up?"
"A friend of mine in Arnhem runs a Capoeira studio. And he has given me and Bertram a couple of lessons. In his studio as well as private."
"Bertram? Your ex?"
"Yes. I should have seen the hints back then. We ... paid Neviton for his private lessons ... ehm ... privately. And Bertram was more interested in that part than in the lessons he gave."
"And now they are ... ?"
"No, no. We, well more I, haven't invited him over anymore. I've taken some lessons at his studio to keep my shape, but no more playtime with him. But I may give him a call again, now I'm single again."
"Is he that good of a teacher?"
"Hmm, you have no idea. Ahum, anyway, you offered me a massage?"
"Okay, I can take a hint to drop a subject. Yes, I do believe I've offered you one."
"Where and how do you want me?"
"Preferably upstairs and in me, but for your massage I was thinking here on the coffee table in front of the fireplace."
"Careful or I will grant your wish."
"Again a promise, hmm lucky me."
Sniggering I cleared the solid oak coffee table, laid down a towel and took out my oil. When Nick laid on the table I kneeled next to him and applied my skills to seek out Nick's problem areas and relieved him from them. In contrast to my massage of Michael in Brugge I didn't go for the stimulation technique to obviously. My hand did linger longer on some interesting spots on Nick. His ass, cleavage, balls and his prince. Other than that I kept it mostly to a basic massage. With a sounding slap on his ass I indicated the massage was over.
"Get up daddy I want to go for a second sitting in the sauna."
"That felt amazing, you've got a pair of magic hands on you."
"I've been told so. At home I can even attend to deeper knots. I've a massage-table so I can stand up straight to apply more force."
"How much do you charge per session?"
"Nothing yet, due to lack of clientele."
"If you do open for business, you'll have one definite regular client."
"Please leave your phone number and address at the reception and we will get in contact with you as soon as we can sir."
"Come here you, let me thank you."
He wrapped his arms around me in a big bear hug and planted his mouth on mine. But again his beard stung me and I backed away from his kiss.
"Okay JC, spill. You're giving me complete opposite signals here. Do you or don't you want me to be here?"
"I do want you here."
"Then why do you react so apprehensive?"
"Well ... it's ... it's your beard."
"My beard?"
"Yes, my father had one, bad memories there and it is a bit scratchy."
"That's it? That's the problem?"
"Yeah, sorry?"
"You get us a drink and I'll be right back."
With that he stormed into the sauna-room and I heard him run the shower. I grabbed us a beer each and waited for him at the fireplace. A couple of minutes later he returned clean shaven. He had shaved of his beard. For me. He looked even more attractive without it. I had thought he had a strong jaw line, but now unobstructed it looked much better he even showed a cleft in his chin.
"WOOF!!!"
"Honestly I was getting sick of the itch as well. I thought you fell for me because of it too."
"No way, you look so much better this way."
"You want to feel the difference?"
I didn't say a word I just grabbed him and planted the hottest kiss I could muster up on him. It felt good, amazing, wonderful, .... Hmmm. Gasping for air we unlocked.
"Hmm, I have the feeling that was missing."
"No one has done something like that for me ever."
"You deserve the best so you'll get my best."
"I'll drink to that."
"Cheers."
We both took a moment to enjoy our drink before we went back into the sauna. Now it was my turn on the top bench and stretch out. Nick took my previous place at my feet. When I stretched out I let my left foot stick out just a little where I knew his head would rest and true to my hunch Nick leaned his head against my foot. A shiver shot up my leg and spine when two lips made contact with my foot and work their way higher. When Nick reached my knee he had to stand up, but he didn't stop his progress. He fast forwarded my hip area to slow down at my sides, and moved in more. At my nipples he entered his hands into play, one lingered on my legs the other looked for my other nipple to play with. His mouth moved higher after a minute or so and started to nibble my neck and jaw before it ended on mine. I opened my mouth and returned his kiss. We wrestled for a moment when his first contact with my dick occurred. Soft gentle strokes flowed over the length. I answered his kiss with even more force. This feeling Nick was giving me was fabulous, I was his world and he was mine. Nothing else existed anymore. Slowly his hand removed itself from my dick and slipped under my knees, his other hand slid under my shoulders. Without breaking our kiss Nick lifted me in his arms and carried me out of the sauna and into the sitting area. He lowered me on the couch and continued his exploration of my body.
"Hmm, .... Oooh nice. S- stop, hmmm."
"You not only look sweet, you even taste sweet."
"My turn for a taste."
With that I pushed him backwards into the couch. I started on his stern and made my way lower. I also bypassed his groin area and moved lower. At his feet I licked them, nurtured his toes individually and went back up higher. I kept my exploration going until I hit upon his crown jewels. His balls were beautiful I licked them, nibbled them, sucked them and I made love to them. The drip on my cheek was no surprise for me, I knew it would come the question had only been when. I turned my attention now to Nick's dick. I stretched out my tongue to catch and savor his next drop of precum. It was ambrosia, sweet, savory, salty, bitter heaven. I gave the prince a lick and traced it to his entry point. I was rewarded with a next drop. It was so strange for me I was expecting to touch a cold steel ring but instead it was warm. I opened my mouth and slipped it in my mouth and let my tongue roam around its surface. I let him slide in more so now I could also cherish his hood. I let my tongue twist around him, slide into the ring and explore his slit.
"Careful, don't chip your teeth."
Nick's warning entered my brain in a haze. I knew I had to be careful but this dick in my mouth was now my entire world. I wanted it. No, I needed it. I lowered my head and let him slide deeper into my throat. The scrape his ring gave me was awkward yet exhilarating. I was only halfway down when it reached my gag-point, I swallowed to subdue the reflex but with every movement the ring twisted around to touch another spot in me to trigger the reflex. I had to give up. Cautious I let him slide back into my mouth and I started to twist my tongue around again.
"Oooh, hmmm. That feels good baby."
I was rewarded with a copious amount of Nick's delicious precum, he tasted so good. I tried again to give him the blowjob he deserved. I let him slide down again, this time I was more prepared so I started to swallow and subdue my gag earlier. He slipped in with more ease and I managed to pass my gag. I had him in my mouth completely. I let him stay this deep for a while before I let him slide into my mouth again. Nick's ring was sensational, the extra stimulant it gave me was mind blowing. Reluctantly I obliged when Nick lifted my head of him and pulled me up to his mouth for a kiss.
"Hmm, that was good. I need to cool down or I'm gone cum way to fast."
"Shower?"
"No rain."
I followed Nick outside with my own throbbing boner. The rain burned on my skin but it also felt invigorating. Nick turned around, took me in a warm embrace and started to kiss me again. Our cocks grounded together as the cooling rain washed over us.
To be continued ?!?!