Bernie and the Bear Chapter 16
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Chapter Sixteen
Gut Feeling
As we approached Berlin, I could hear music from James's earbuds. I leaned my head next to his and I could hear the song playing but couldn't understand what they were saying as it was in German. The song and the train stopped just about the same time. We grabbed our backpacks and walked out into Berlin Hauptbahnhof; the central train station. From there, we had to catch the U Bahn to Alexanderplatz; from there it was a short walk to One80. We took our stuff to our room and went back out for food since it was already around 2:30pm. Close to the hostel I saw it. I know...when you're in Europe you're supposed to try the local cuisines and we would but, when we saw a Five Guys...I mean, we were already homesick and we all just gravitated toward it. An hour later we hit the street again to walk off the food. I'm not sure if we were just tired from the train or what buy by 5pm we were headed back to the hostel.
We came across a biergarten on the way back and stopped in and had a couple of frosty mugs of dark beer. We enjoyed the German oompa music and Robbie was kind of scouting the local girls. He got up and chatted with one young lady at the bar for a few minutes before coming back to his seat. It looked like a strike out. Around 7:30 we floated back out into the street. We were all feeling good and thought nothing of it when some guy bumped into Robbie causing him to stumble and fall against the building. We were all laughing and goading him to get moving when we finally saw he was holding his stomach and seemed to be turning white. I clicked my phone's flashlight on and we could see the blood spurting out between his fingers. JJ started screaming hysterically; yelling for the police. The rest was a blur due to the speed of the events unraveling and the fact we were all buzzed. We watched as the EMTs came and stripped his jacket and shirt off and began working to stabilize him. James was inconsolable; he jumped into the ambulance with Robbie and they took off. My buzz was rapidly leaving me at this point and I decided the best move for JJ and I was to get back to One80 and wait for James. Around 10pm, I couldn't take it anymore and texted James asking for an update. About 15 minutes later James texted back to say that Robbie had been stabbed. The wound was deep and had nicked his intestines; he had been taken to surgery to get it repaired but they were sure he would be okay. He said the police suspected the perp was the boyfriend of the girl at the bar, but had no additional details. While he was waiting at the hospital, he called his parents to let them know what happened and, as a result, our European vacation was about to come to an early end. James assured me that as soon as Robbie was stable, he'd be back at the hostel.
JJ was still shaken up from the whole incident so when I laid down to wait on Robbie, he slid onto the bed beside me and I instinctively slipped my arm around his shoulder. When James came in, JJ was still there under my arm with his head drooped onto my chest; sound asleep. It was just before 2am and I could tell James was exhausted. He threw his jacket over a chair and slipped his shoes off then went around and collapsed next to me on the right side. We whispered for a few minutes as he brought me up to date on Robbie before he faded out with his head on my shoulder. Talk about feeling penned in. I guess I was really worn out too; it seemed like only minutes when I opened my eyes to the sun from the window and the aching in my bladder. I untwisted myself from my captors and ran for the bathroom and began unloading a couple of liters of used beer. About halfway through, JJ came in and stood beside me and started releasing his stream too. I decided since I was in the bathroom anyway, I'd go ahead and get my shower for day. I started stripping down and saw in the mirror that JJ was following my lead.
"I'm not sure there's enough room in there..." I said.
"We'll make it work" he said.
I hadn't been naked with JJ in a while and I could see he had grown, including a little patch of hairs that hadn't been there last time. Luckily, the shower was of a decent size and we were able to wash without it becoming awkward beyond the amount it already was. Nobody got hard or anything. As we were drying off James came almost running in to take his morning piss. I saw him eye the two of us before hauling it out and letting go. He turned his head toward me for a kiss, but his breath smelled like a rotting carcass so I turned away waving my hand in the universal "something stinks" gesture. Me and little brother left the bathroom and I saw James ditching his clothes to get int the shower.
"We won't have long here" he said as he emerged from the bathroom, "Mom and dad said to call them as soon as Robbie can travel and they will make ticket arrangements."
"How long before he can get out?" I asked.
"They said they want to keep him under observation for at least another 24 hours to make sure there's no more bleeding" he said, "I'm going to go back and sit with him in case he needs anything."
"Do you want us to come?" I asked.
"Nah, if you can find anything good to do, you guys go do it. At least some of us will have a good memory of Berlin" he said. After he got dressed, he headed out. This time I accepted the kiss and said "Love you, see you later."
"Okay, dude. It's up to us to have a good memory" I said to JJ, "have you found anything that looks interesting to do?"
He was laying on the bed in just his underwear looking at stuff on the phone.
"What about the wax museum? Have you ever been to one of those?" he asked.
"No, I actually haven't" I said. He handed the phone to me and I checked it out and purchased tickets. We finished dressing, took my phone off the charger and headed out. The museum tour lasted about an hour and a half and by that time we were both starving. According to the phone, there was a McDonald's a couple of blocks away so we went over and grabbed a 20 piece of McNuggets and some fries and drinks and I texted James while we were eating. He asked if I'd pick him up a Quarter Pounder meal and gave me the address to the hospital and room number. Of course, there was no Quarter Pounder on the menu but from the pictures I deduced that what he wanted was a Hamburger Royal Käse combo. We took the bag and a short U-Bahn ride later we went into the hospital and found Robbie's room. He was looking a lot better and tried to fight James for the burger.
"Quit it, dumbass! You know they said you can't have anything yet!" James said, "Here, have a sip of your nice smoothie."
I ignored the drama. "So, what are they saying?"
"If he's still showing no signs of bleeding or anything in the morning, he'll be released around 10" James said. As an afterthought, he added "What did you guys find to do?"
"Madame Tussauds" JJ said, "It was awesome! So real looking!"
"Wish I could see some of it" James said.
"I'll sit with Robbie for a while if you guys want to go do something" JJ offered.
"Are you sure?" James asked.
"Sure. I don't mind" JJ said. I was sure there would be a price for this later, but we agreed and left JJ with James and went out to see some of the city. James liked his history, so we ended up in the Mitte; the historical district of Berlin. This area was putting us close to our hostel, so after a few hours of walking around looking at old Nazi buildings we ended up naked in the bed at One80; each of us with a mouthful of cock.
I really tried to make it last. I really did. But after all the excitement last night we were both a little wound up and shortly after starting I was gulping James's load and a minute or so later, I fed him mine. After being satiated, we fell asleep in each other's arms and woke about an hour later. We dressed and went back to the hospital to relieve JJ, who I was sure would be pissed at us by now. We sat and chatted with Robbie for a while, until it started getting dark.
James said "Y'all can go ahead and go back to the hostel if you want."
Robbie said "There's no point in you trying to sleep in that chair again. You go on back too. I'll be okay."
The three of us said our goodbyes and started back toward the hostel. We stopped and got a snack; none of us was really hungry enough for a big dinner. Back at the hostel we all stripped down to underwear and went to bed.
When I woke up, James was gone. I looked over and saw JJ still in his bunk. The door to the bathroom was open, so James must have already gone back to check on Robbie. I got up and stretched and dropped my boxer briefs, picked them up and threw them at JJ's head. He still didn't wake up, so I went on into the bathroom and got ready for the day. I was in the shower when the phone dinged. After I got out, I checked it and James had texted that Robbie would be out on time and that his folks had scheduled our departure for 3pm. So much for Amsterdam.
When JJ got up and moving, he got a shower and together we picked up everybody's dirty clothes and went to the hostel's laundry room and washed them. We were still waiting on the dryer to finish when James texted and said they were almost there. As soon as the clothes finished, we went back up and separated the bag of laundry between us. As we folded, we packed. We headed for the airport around 1pm so we'd have time to get through security and all that to start our very long trip from Berlin to Atlanta.
It turned out that Danny (as usual) would be the one picking us up in Atlanta, but he wouldn't be here until sometime tomorrow. Thanks to quick thinking by JJ and a self-invite on our part we would be staying with one of my cousins in Kennesaw. Sherry said she would drive down and pick us up. James called Danny and relayed Sherry's address as it would actually be closer to pick us up from her house. Sherry and Jason actually lived in the country northeast of Kennesaw close to Lake Allatoona and our guest quarters would be the apartment they built for company in the second floor of their stable (I guess the idea is common in my family). JJ was hyped to be going here, his favorite cousin was Sherry's son, Clay; they were only a couple of months apart in age. Since JJ would no doubt double up with Clay in the house that left one bedroom for me and James and the other for Robbie. The rooms were divided by the staircase; Robbie's was on the right with a queen bed, ours was to the left with the king. Robbie was done by the time we got there, 13 ½ hours in the air and another hour in a car had done him in. He really probably shouldn't have been traveling that far that fast. He went in and James and I told him we'd bring him a snack later; he just nodded and dropped back on the bed.
My cousin Annette came out to make sure we had everything we needed and to tell us dinner would be ready in about 45 minutes. I thanked her and James and I walked out into the big pasture where the horses were, and down to the big pond toward the back. The heat of the day was letting up some and there was a little bit of a breeze. We sat on the grass by the pond.
"This place is really nice" James said.
"Yeah, Sherry and Jason are the closest thing to your kind of people in my family" I said, not trying to be rude, just factual.
James gave me one of those looks and said "You're still stuck on the rich kid thing?"
"No" I told him, "I'd still love you even if you had Bill Gates' money."
I leaned over and pulled him to me for a kiss. He gave me a half smile and said "and I'd still love you if you lived in a trailer park in Mississippi."
We sat quietly for a while watching the horses graze. I could tell he was still worried about Robbie.
"You want to go back and check on him again?" I asked. He nodded and stood up, then pulled me up.
Back at the stable we went into Robbie's room only to find him sitting up in bed talking to my cousin Annette.
"Oh, hey guys" she said "I came to invite Robbie down to dinner, but he's still not feeling well. I'm going to be his helper while y'all are here."
James looked at Robbie who innocently raised his hands to let us know it wasn't his idea. We went to wash our hands and then went over to the main house. Sherry had made a big pot of chicken and dumplings; she said she thought it would be something easy on Robbie since he was trying to recuperate. I've got to tell you; Sherry made some really good homemade cooking. After dinner Annette took Robbie a little food and Jason invited me and James to try some of his home brewed beer in the garage/man cave. It was only about 9:00, but between the long trip, the dinner and the beer we were wiped out. We made a round of goodnights and went up to our room to hit the hay. James locked the door and we stripped off and crashed. A few minutes after the lights were out, we were both sound asleep. Around 3am I woke up needing the bathroom; James stumbled in to join me at the commode. He was kind of wobbly, so I reached over and grabbed his peter to make sure he was hitting the water. It began to stiffen up between my fingers. He flushed and started pulling my back to bed by my quickly hardening dick. I wasn't sure where this was headed but it looked acceptable. He took my head in his hands and pulled me over for a kiss, then started guiding me downward. I got the idea quickly and took a quick sniff of his pit before making my way down to take him into my mouth. I swirled around the head a couple of times then pulled off and went for his sack. The smell of his crotch was intoxicating to me. I sucked a ball in my mouth and rolled it around, then went for the other one before going back to catch the head of his cock in my mouth and slide it down my throat until my nose was nestled in his pubes. I pulled off again and went farther down and lightly chewed on his taint, letting some spit drip down onto his hole. As my head came back up to catch his cock again, my finger rolled around in the spit and gently started sliding into him. I felt his muscles tighten up. It wouldn't be long now. I curled my finger and rubbed the firm little spot inside his ass and I felt his hole clamp down on my finger as he started filling my mouth up.
When his orgasm started easing up, he rolled over onto his side and motioned for me to take him. No arguments from me. I scooted up close to him and planted the head of my dick at his hole and applied some more spit and started spearing him slowly. He was so relaxed; the resistance was minimal. I was so worked up from pleasing my man that it didn't take long for me to pop. The last dozen or so strokes I was pounding him so hard the headboard was slapping the wall. He flexed his hole on me and I began to blast him full of cream. I was so exhausted, I slumped down onto his back. He rolled a little and caused me to drop back behind him, but not enough that I fell out and we went back to sleep.
Lambodara 4/1/2022
Sorry for the long delay. 2022 has not been a good year for me so far. Pneumonia in December 21, Covid in January 22, then my brother died in February. Afterwards, anxiety attacks, intense depression. I've felt like I've been walking around in a fog, not feeling much of anything. But, I'm trying to get back on some kind of schedule with writing. I can't promise anything but I'm trying again.