Berto's Roses

Berto's Roses

By Ben

Part XXXX

Jose and I went to the executive elevator and found ourselves in Don Chavez's spacious penthouse. We inquired of the houseman there as to the whereabouts of Ricky or the Don himself, but he had seen neither of them. I speculated that perhaps a business problem came up which required both of their attention, but Jose told me that the Don forbids business during the fiesta.

We went down one floor to our suite and the big room was dark and empty. I looked toward Ricky and Jose's room and the door was opened, as was the door to my room which I shared with Jake. Jose walked to the door and looked inside. He turned to me and smiled, then crooked his finger to beckon me over to him.

I looked inside and saw Ricky sprawled naked on the bed, sound asleep and looking so gorgeous that I could have hugged him to death. "There you see, Jose. He just partied too hard and came up to get some sleep. What did you two do afternoon while you were supposed to be taking a nap?" I teased.

Jose looked at me questioning and said, "Thank you, Ben for helping me to find him. I too, am tired and wish to go to bed. Buenos Noches, mi amigo." He said softly and kissed my cheek before going into the bedroom.

"I can't say as I blame you, considering what you have in your bed." I whispered after him. I walked across the dark room to the glass door leading to the wide terrace. I let myself out into the cool night air. Music still drifted up from the beach, but it was slower and softer than before.

I looked down and saw Don Chavez leading his beautiful young daughter in a slow dance. I wondered if Ricky's mother was as lovely as his sister. The music ended and the crowd below applauded the pair. The Don excused himself and bid the revelers good night. He also asked them to continue their celebration in his absence.

I walked back inside and then to my room. My nose was assaulted by the unmistakable smell of sex- semen and male perspiration. The drapes at the tall glass doors were open and moonlight flooded the room. Jake lay on the bed on his back, snoring loudly. There were articles of clothing discarded everywhere. I opened the doors to let in some fresh air.

I began picking up the clothing, and noticed, not only articles of Jake's leather Zorro costume, but also Ricky's Matador suit. Had they been up here fucking all night while the fiesta was going on? I remembered seeing them walking away together. I also remembered the door to Ricky's room having been shut when I came into the suite earlier.

What the hell was going on? Jose said he had been looking for Ricky all night. He obviously didn't know he was with Jake the whole time. What was Jake doing? Was he intentionally trying to insinuate himself between Ricky and Jose? I was going to have to confront him about it. I might have to talk to Ricky as well. I might be sticking my nose into something that didn't concern me, but, damn it. Ricky and Jose have a beautiful relationship and I didn't want to see it damaged.

I put Ricky's costume in the big room and piled Jake's on the long dresser in our bedroom. I was exhausted and it was late. I stripped of the suede suit and folded it neatly, then crawled into bed. I had to roll Jake over because he was snoring so loudly. Besides, he was right in the middle of the bed.

He roused, slightly. "Ben?" he mumbled.

"Yeah. Who else were you expecting?" I asked, turning away from him.

Jake rolled toward me, snuggled into my back and wrapped his arms around me. He kissed me a couple of times on my shoulder and fell back to sleep. I lay there with his warm body against mine. I was so pissed at him I wanted to box his ears, but that could wait. I held his hand in mine, then raised it to my lips. "Shit head." I said, then drifted off to sleep.

Sun light and sea breeze were pouring into the room from the open glass door when I woke in the morning. The only sounds were from the surf and the seagulls. Jake hadn't moved and I was still held in his arms. His hard cock was pressed deep in my butt crack. It was wonderful to wake up this way.

I had to pee so I picked up Jake's arm and started to move it off of me. He roused and pulled me into him.

"Where you going?" He asked sleepily. He kissed my shoulder then my ear. He used his tongue in my ear and I melted against him. He always knew where to find my "go buttons". I pushed my ass against him and he made the necessary adjustment to bring the head of his cock in contact with my asshole.

Continuing his assault on my ear, Jake pushed himself inside of me, slowly and deliberately. Turning my head toward him, my lips found his and we kissed deeply as he slowly fucked me. He ran his hands over my entire body, coming at last to my piss-engorged cock. He wrapped his hand around it and jacked me in sync to the rhythm of his fucking.

I adore sex in the morning, and I had all but forgotten that I was mad at him. Time for that later. Right now, I was enjoying the moment. Jake picked up the pace and soon had me cumming all over the sheets. He followed suit moments later and unloaded his spooge deep in my ass. I felt him spurt several times before he stopped, his breathing labored.

As much as I wanted to bask in the afterglow, I REALLY had to pee, now. I hopped out of bed and ran to the bathroom I sat on the toilet and rid myself the contents of my bladder and my rectum. After flushing I got in the shower and turned on the water full blast. The shower revitalized my body and sharpened my mind. I decided I would talk to Ricky and Jake, separately, and find out just what was going on.

I went back to the bedroom. Jake was still in bed with the pillow over his eyes to block out the light. He was going nowhere soon. I dressed and went into the big room. As I expected, Ricky was sitting at he large table, drinking coffee and reading a newspaper in the morning air and sunshine. He was still the handsomest man I had ever seen. Every feature perfect.

I walked to the table, sat down, and poured myself a cup of coffee and sipped it.

"Ricky."

He put down the paper. "Buenos dias, Ben. Is it not a beautiful morning?" He looked at me and then said, "What is it? Why so serious? Is something wrong?"

"What are you doing, Ricky? I mean with Jake. What about Jose?"

Ricky looked surprised and then went all innocent with me. "What do you mean?"

"C'mon, Ricky. You know what I mean. You and Jake spent the whole evening together up here, having sex, while Jose was looking all over the place for you. He even asked me to help him."

Ricky looked down at the table and nodded.

"So, what gives? What's going on?" I asked him again.

Still looking down and in a quiet voice, he answered. "I do not know, Ben. I love Jose with all my heart, but this thing with Jake is so...intense. I can't seem to help myself."

This really concerned me. "Is it just sex? Do you have feelings for Jake, too?"

"Again, I do not know. I only know that I want to be with him. At the same time, I do not want to lose Jose. He is my life, Ben. I don't want to hurt him. Do you think he knows?" Ricky looked at me with a frightened expression.

"Jose sees you through rose colored glasses, Ricky." He had a puzzled looked on his face, so I explained. "He loves you so much he cannot conceive of you doing anything to hurt him. If he has noticed anything between you and Jake, he hasn't mentioned it to me. He wants to believe nothing is going on."

"We are going home today, I won't have the opportunity to be alone with Jake. I will pay special attention to Jose. Perhaps we should not attend your party next week. Jake will be there, will he not?"

"Oh, Ricky, no! Please be there. Besides, I don't know how you can avoid it. Carla and the Don will be there and Jose is supposed to fly him and Bob to Mexico City along with Bob's lawyer and Manuella after the party."

"Ah, si, this is true. I am to go with them, also. I will just have to avoid being alone with Jake until after he returns to Florida. I really do not want Jose to be hurt by this. You will not tell him will you?"

"Me? No, Ricky of course not! Jose is my friend and so are you. For that matter, so if Jake. I honestly think it's a physical attraction. I know how you feel about Jose. The only problem I see is with Jake. I will talk to him about it before the party next week."

"Talk to Jake about what?" We heard Jose ask. He was slowly walking from the bedroom, rubbing the sleep from his eyes.

"Uh, ...Oh just some plans for the house. Jake used to do some contracting before he joined the Navy." I lied.

"I see. Is there something to eat? I am very hungry."

"I will order some brunch for us. Why don't you go and shower while they prepare it and send it up?" He kissed Jose on his bare chest and swatted him on the butt. " We will be leaving to go home after we eat."

Jose yawned and padded back to their bedroom. Ricky ordered brunch and I went in to wake Jake. I pilled the pillow of his face and the sheet of his lower body. God, even with puffy eyes and sheet marks on his body, he was magnificent to look at.

"Rise and shine sleepy head. Ricky just ordered food. Get up and shower, then get ready because we are leaving after we eat."

Jake just grumbled and groped for the pillow with his eyes still closed. I hit him in the head with it and said, "Cmon. Get up. Take a shower. You stink." He did too. He smelled like sweat and cum and ass. I reached down and pinched the shit out of his nipple.

"Ow!" he shrieked. "Damn that hurt! Okay, okay. I'm up already."

Jake sat up, rubbing his nipple and looking at me through one eye. "You will PAY for that, my friend. Come take a shower with me so I can drown your ass."

"Sorry, you'll have to drown me later, big boy. I already had my shower and I need to pack our shit so we can leave."

Jake got a nasty grin. "I already packed your shit this morning." He howled with laughter at his joke. To tell the truth it was pretty funny. I slapped his bare ass as he headed for the bathroom. I heard him pee a strong stream, flush and turn on the shower. I pulled out some clothes for him and then packed the rest of our stuff.

I carried our bags, then the costumes out to the big room. "What do we do with these, Ricky?" I indicated the costumes.

"What do you mean?" He asked. "You take them home with you.. I will have the hotel send up some clothing bags so you can put them on hangers to transport them."

"What? Rick I know that there is a thousand dollars worth of leather and suede, here?"

"You may take that up wit Papa, if you must. Other wise please accept the gift." He gave his charming smile. There was a light knock at the door and Ricky crossed the room to answer it. Two people were standing there. The first was a young man from room service and the second was Carla.

"Buenos dias, mi hermano." She kissed Ricky and came into the suite. Ricky led the server inside and he began to load the table from his cart.

"Will you eat with us, Carla?" Asked Ricky.

"No, Gracias. I have eaten already this morning. I have come to tell you good-bye. Berto and Raul have taken the bags and are getting the car. I saw Papa off earlier. Where are Jake and Jose?"

"I am right here, mi corazon." Jose walked in and gave Carla a sweet kiss and hug.

"You are the most wonderful dancer, Jose. I had a wonderful time with you last night."

"As did I, Senorita. Gracias." Another kiss.

"Jake should be out any minute." I told her. Are you guys heading back to school?"

"Si, we must drive so we have to leave earlier that you. I will see you at your party next me. Adios, Ben." Carla walked to the door, waved her good-bye, and was gone. I was a little disappointed that mer suitemates had not come with her. I wanted to say good-bye to Berto and to meet Raul. Then I remembered that I would see them both next week.

Jake finally emerged, toweling his hair. We sat and ate. The food was delicious. I still at sparingly because flying in that small plane had a tendency to make me queasy. I don't know if it was because of the first time or not. After brunch we got our stuff and met the hotel limousine downstairs. I took us to the airport and we boarded the plane. It was nice having the ground crew do all the work of fueling, etc. but Jose insisted on doing the safety checks himself.

Again Jose and Jake sat up front and Ricky and I were in the rear seats. It was a quiet flight and we made good time getting back to San Augustin. Jake wanted to stay for awhile, but I told him we needed to get back.

"I need to take care of Berto's roses. If they are all dead when he gets back next week, he'll kill me. Besides I have a lot to do to get the hose finished before the party."

We kissed and hugged good-bye. The kiss Jake gave Ricky was a bit more passionate and lengthy than was appropriate, but Jose didn't seem to notice and much as Ricky and I did. We headed the truck south to Santa Rosaria. Since we had a lot of time and we were alone. I decided it was as good a time as any to talk to Jake. The problem was how to begin." "Jake, you're making things kind of hard for Ricky."

Jake got his ornery grin. "Yeah, and he makes things hard for me, too."

"Stop it, Jake. I'm serious. He's physically attracted to you but he LOVES Jose. You need to back off of him before there is serious trouble between them."

Jake said in anger. "If there is trouble between them then maybe they don't need to be together. As for you. I think you are just jealous that Ricky likes me better than he like you."

Oh, shit. There it was. Jake was getting defensive. "The difference is that I never tried to come between them. There has been sex between us, but it goes no farther than that. I never had ideas about changing their lives. I'd quit seeing them both before I let that happen."

"Did Jose, put you up to this? Is he afraid he can't compete with me?" Jake fumed.

"He's so blinded by love and he trusts Ricky so much, he doesn't even know about it, Jake. Besides, he shouldn't HAVE to compete with you. They are very happy together. Leave them alone."

"Fuck you, Ben. I'll do what I want, and WHO I want. You're just jealous."

"I guess it won't matter after next week anyway, because you'll be going back to Jacksonville."

The rest of the drive was made in silence. When we got back to the bed and breakfast Jake slammed the door, grabbed his bag and went inside. Manuella saw him stomp in and came out to the carport.

"Hola, Senor Ben. What is the problem with Jacob? Did the fiesta not go well?"

"It could have gone better, Manella."

"Did you see mi nino?"

"Oh yes, Berto was there. He is doing well. He's getting so strong, and he seems happy." I wasn't about to tell her that he had shared a suite with Carla. The poor girl would have been the recipient of MANY hard glares at the up-coning party.

"How is Bob doing? I asked.

"He seems to be well. He has gone to the beach to do some fishing. He should be back soon. Are you hungry, Senor Ben? I can make you something to eat. What a bout Jacob?"

"I think I'll wait. I'm going to go and talk with Bob. As far as Jake, you better ask him yourself. He's not very happy with me right now."

"Oh, Senor Ben." She scolded "What did you do to make him angry?" Naturally, she assumed it was MY fault. She just couldn't conceive of "Jacob" being the one to blame. Jake was right. I was a little jealous, but not where Ricky was concerned.

Wow, forty chapters! I honestly never expected, almost 10 months ago, that I would still be writing about Ben, Berto and the others. I have to say that it's been great, thanks to all the fans who have written to me about this and other stories I have posted to the Archives. I'll keep it up as long as you do-deal? Please write to me at ben_sc@hotmail.com. If you haven't read any of my other stories, check them out under the "Authors" link. Look for "Lyle Benton".