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Chapter 6.
I was looking right into his eyes when I woke up. He was sitting on the edge of the bed staring at me, wearing a pair of red shorts and white T-shirt, hairs all wet, smelled of chlorine. I took his hand and rubbed it against my unshaven chin. I wanted to eat him raw.
"Hi, you are up early, have you been to swimming already?"
"Yeah, went for a swim at the nearby pool, I bought some fresh bread for breakfast, would you like to clean up before breakfast? No need to rush"
I jumped out of bed with my hardon swinging, he grabbed it and started jerking it.
"Don't start what you can't finish" the jerking continued. I looked down and watched the red gland appeared, disappeared, reappeared, fist now flying, I put my hand on his shoulder to gain balance, my legs started wobbling. White darts shooting aimlessly, landed on his face, some on the bed. My body must be working overtime to produce so much spunk, we did nothing since yesterday except having sex, food, more sex, more food, showers, resting, and more sex.
"I'll have to do the laundry before we leave, don't want the cleaner to wonder what these were"
"Looks like you'll need to take a shower as well" "Good idea, lets do it" Not a moment of peace, I wasn't complaining though.
I slowly sinsed off the suds from his hairs, massaging his scalp, the way mom used to wash mine and my sis's. I kissed him deeply, sucked in his tongue, licked his teeth. He had a roaring hardon, when I looked at it, I was amazed how I managed to take it all into my arse without damaging my plumping last night, but came to think about it, I felt soreness down there now. We had a good rhythm going. I pulled and him pushed, he pulled while I replaced my breath. His leg muscles rippling under my palms. Then the taste of his cum, couldn't match mine,,still, a nice mouthful. I swallowed greedily, breakfast, a way to replenish what I spent?
While we were having our toasts and cereals, he went all quiet.
"What's the matter? you are not talking much"
"I just wonder if you have made your decision regarding my proposition last night"
"Oh, that, yes, I think I have"
"And?"
"I'll say yes, but on one condition"
"What is it?" He looked worried.
"I'll have to ask mom to come down and stay with me, or use"
"Oh, easy, I love to meet her as she is part of your life, same that I'll want to introduce you guys to meet my parents as well. You think your mother would approve of our relationship?"
"Whether my mom approves of my being gay, and sleeping with you, I really don't know. But I'm sure she will get along well with you. Anyway, it's my choice, I think for her living with a pair of homo is 10 times better than with that alcoholic cunt. But meeting you folks? with my background? You must be joking. Are you going to tell them we are having sex as well?"
"If they don't like your social status, too bad, as you put it, it's my choice. Besides, what crime for being poor? As far as the sexual side, I not only will tell my parents, but the Bishop as well, I will not live my life in secrecy, church is an important part of my life, I have to be honest with people around me, face up to the consequence, whatever it might be"
"But what about my line of work?"
"Well, people who sell their minds are no different than people selling their bodies, fleshreplaces brain, just another part of the body, besides they don't need to know about your previous occupation unless you feel like telling them yourself"
"You will be ashamed of me some day"
"Do I look ashamed? If not now, then why in future? Other people's concerns are not mine, so, its a yes then?"
My plunge into the unknown was complete.
"Excuse me for a minute, I'll have to make a couple of phone calls"
When he returned, he explained, "I told mother I need to use the house in Bondi to accomodate a friend of mine for an indefinite period, so she has to find other places for her overseas visitors. I also let the church office know I won't be there for the weekly meeting this afternoon, so, all set, shall we get moving"
"I thought you mentioned a flat"
"Yes, that was before you thinking of getting your mother to live together with us, the Bondi house has a separate guest quarter, it will give us more space, and more importantly, privacy" he winked. Yeah, brother David, smart and very rich, how many properties that family has? I felt like I was walking into a movie, everything seemed so unreal, out of my world and my experience. I had to pinched myself to reassure myself I was not dreaming. He stopped the car next to an ATM machine, then we continued our journey. We drove pass the Wall, my previous workplace, it looked so different in daylight. Suddenly I remembered something.
"Oh, David, could you stop by my boarding house? I need to pick up my belongings"
"Sure, I should have thought about it, show me where it is"
I directed him towards Victoria Street behind Kings Cross. Stopped in front of an old terrace house, 10 small rooms in that house, most resident either unemployed or doing what I did.
"Do you need a hand?" "No, not much to pack. just a few small items"
I rushed up the stairs, unlocked my room, picked up the clothes from the floor and my mattress, stuffed them quickly into my Nike bag, a photo of me and my whole family, happy time it was, the little radio next to the mattress. I carried the electrical kettle and toaster, knocked on the next door, "Glenn , wake up, it me Josh". "Whats up, you're a bit early" Glenn was rubbing his eyes at the doorway of his room. "I thought you might like to have these, or you could give them to some newcomers". "Why, are you going home? or moving in with some suger daddy?" "Well, sort of, it's a long story. I'll call you as soon as I settle down". "OK, take care, you still have my mobile phone No.?" "Yeah. Bye now" We hugged. Glenn helped me a lot when I first arrived Sydney and started working at the Wall. He pointed out the regulars, what to expect, how much for each type of sex acts, what to do, not to do, always carry condoms, lubs. We took number plates down for each other as safety measure, too many sick perverts out there, he said. He even taught me how to roll a condom on by using my mouth and tongue, during that lesson we ended up giving oral sex to each other, which was the one and only time we had sex, or a bit of horsing around really. Nice bloke Glenn. I then knocked on the door of the boarding house owner Michelle, who used to be a he, a good cook and a good story teller. 'Hi Michelle, I would like to cancel my room and heres the key" "Why, are you OK? You are not in trouble, are you?" "No, I'm moving in with some guy" "That's a surprise, when did you meet him?" "Oh, before Christmas, I reckon" "Well, good luck, and take care, you know you are always welcome here", she gave me a hug and a kiss, I would like to think I was a good boarder, never late on rent, always quiet, some strong perfume she had on.
We were quiet in the car, I was dead scared, whats going to happen? I just couldn't stop asking the same question over and over agin. I didn't know whats on David's mind, perhaps as scared as me? or started to regret already? The car turned into a tree lined street, most houses with high fences and impressive gates. Car stopped in front of a white house set in a shady garden. David pressed the button of a remote and the gate opened. The sound of gravel under the wheels.....
To be continued.....