NOTE: This is the fictional coming of age story of Jake Grimke as he matures through high school, into college and eventually into adulthood in the Baltimore, Maryland region. It contains and embraces accurate representations of life in Baltimore and its suburbs; Maryland's traditional sport of lacrosse and the career path a firefighter might follow in his profession. All of the characters in this story are fictional and resemblance to any one person whether dead or alive is purely coincidental. If you liked this installment, please send me some feed back; I got a rough idea where this is headed but I am always open to some suggestions. Needless to say, if you are offended by handsome athletic young men growing up gay and the obstacles they will encounter as well their personal triumphs, you should use the BACK button on your browser forthwith.
Cuddled with Jose, Jake was startled awake by the ringtone he paired to Emma Grimke's contact in his iPhone.
"Hey Mom," Jake answered tiredly on the next to the last ring before it would have gone to voice mail.
"Were you surprised?" Emma asked.
"You knew?" Jake perked up, answering her question with one of his own.
"Yes, of course," Emma continued, and with a bit of maternal lecturing, "and what were you supposed to do when you got home?"
"Call you," Jake offered with a sigh as he looked over and smiled lustfully at Jose.
"Well, I gave you a little buffer there for some time with Jose but you know your father and I worry to death about you sometimes," she prattled on, "we know you are usually very responsible but we are responsible parents too and expect you to keep us informed."
"I know Mom," Jake tried to put at her ease as Jose's strong hand caressed his tanned shoulders and pecs, "but it was so sweet, the rose petals and candles, hard to stop to think about calling you all."
"Well, I'm not surprised and Jose is a very sweet boy; you boys have a good time," Emma said, "we love you very much Jake."
And as Jake felt the tickle of Jose's lips on the back of his neck, "I love you to Mom, see you and Dad on Friday."
As soon as Jake clicked END, Jose launched into a full frontal assault on Jake's body, kissing him downward from his head while Jake just grabbed a fist full of sheets in each hand and curled his toes; emitting moans of pleasure as Jose committed those moan-eliciting spots to his memory for future reference.
"Is it in there?" Jose asked, with a nod towards Jake's Severn High lacrosse gear bag.
"Is what in there?" Jake replied.
"Your purchase, from New York, remember? I don't remember us trying it out," Jose said to refresh Jake's memory.
"Oh, that, yeah, it's in there, still in the bag," Jake said with a smile.
"Good," Jose said, going to the side compartment, unzipping it and finding the bag wrapped double header dildo and then picked up his own backpack and plopped it on the bed.
Jake smiled, wondering what other surprises Jose had planned. Jose unzipped his backpack and took out a black spandex hood, similar to what had been used when he was a FIJI pledge just about a year ago and when Jake nodded his approval, Jose fitted it over Jake's head, adjusting it to Jake's facial features.
With Jake's vision blocked, Jose took out the short sections of soft black nylon rope and began wrapping them around Jake's wrists and anchoring them snuggly to each bedpost on the headboard and then did the same with the ankles to the footboard, all the while gently kissing and caressing his lover, leaving him arching and aching for more.
Jake was rock hard rigid, pre-cum pooling just above his tanned navel as Jose lovingly applied massage oil to the lacrosse player's body, stopping only to suck Jake down to his pubic bone in between applications. After lubing the dildo, Jose eased it into Jake's ass and gently worked it in short, slow strokes with one hand and gentle kneading of Jake's breast plate of pec muscle with the other hand.
Jake writhed within the confines of his bed, unable to move and unable to see what was going to stimulate him next.
"Fuck Jose," Jake blathered out, "this is, is so intense."
"Like to give up control Jake?" Jose asked.
"To you, this, yes, anytime, I love you Jose," Jake said panting in pleasure.
"Let me do this lover," Jose, "I want you to think of this when you are all alone at UVa. I love you."
Jose gently jacked Jake's ample cock, taking him close to the edge, Jake's body tensing up as the potential eruption neared. "Jose, I don't want this to end," Jake begged.
"I'm just getting started Jake-O." Jose replied, reaching for one of the candles he relit and letting a few drops of wax hit Jake's chest up high.
"Fffffffffffffffffuuuuuuuuuuuuuuccccccckkkkkkkkk,"Jake gasped.
"More?" Jose teased.
Jake replied strongly, "Fuck yes!!!"
Jose alternated massaging the athlete's body, applying hot wax to different spots, jacking his huge cock and gently working over his insides with the dildo while his lover repeatedly begged for more and to never let it end.
The edging continued for what seemed like forever, Jose skillfully teasing, arousing and playing with his lover's pleasure buttons, leaving some turned on the whole time while depressing others for just a few seconds of instantaneous pleasure intensified. Jake was rocking the bed as his body heaved in the loose bondage, moaning, begging and anticipating more until Jose finally let him erupt with force and vigor and continued stroking him even as the flow of the viscous fluid ended and Jake begged for Jose to stop.
Jose kept jacking until the "no more's" became "thank you's" as he undid the hood over Jake's head, revealing his tan upper body crusted in white wax along with sweat, pre-cum and ejaculate all mixed on the unwaxed parts.
"I never knew," Jake said as he came down from a new orgasmic high.
"Never knew what?" Jose asked as he started to kiss Jake all over again.
"How hot that or you could be," Jake replied, trying to find the words that expressed the intensity of what just happened.
As they made out, Jose reminded him, "just keep that in mind when we are apart; promise?"
"I promise, Jose," Jake said, "always and forever."
"Always and forever Jake-o, I love you," Jose replied.
Jose gently flaked the wax off Jake's body and both showered together in Jake's bathroom down the hall, taking time to make out in between lathering each other up. Jake stepped out first, grabbing a towel to dry himself off and then handing one to Jose as soon as the shower water stopped. Jake blotted Jose dry and finished drying himself, walking back naked to his bedroom to find some clean clothes to wear.
"I'll make us dinner," Jake offered, wearing board shorts and a sleeveless tee shirt and flips as he headed downstairs and out to his mother's vegetable garden. He picked some lettuce and spinach leaves along with some red ripe tomatoes and brought them into the kitchen and set them on the counter as Jose watched.
"What are you gonna make," Jose asked.
"Something healthy," Jake said, reaching down to the cookbook shelf and finding one of his mom's warhorse cookbooks and thumbing through the index before flipping open to a recipe for Salad Nicoise.
"You're gonna make that?" Jose said, wondering if it was in Jake's abilities.
"I think we got all the stuff here," Jake replied, talking into the refrigerator as he checked for ingredients, "we caught a boatload of tuna so got to use it up."
"What do you wanna do tonight?" Jose asked while Jake prepped the salad.
"Dunno, got any ideas?" Jake said.
"It's Under-21 Retro-night at The Hippo in Baltimore tonight," Jose suggested.
"What's that?" Jake demanded to know.
"They let guys under 21 years old in for free, some dancing, other cute boys to look at, should be fun," Jose continued his suggestion.
"I don't dance well," Jake reminded Jose.
"Trust me, you don't have to," Jose said before adding, "if we get there and you don't like it, we can leave, promise."
"Sounds fair enough," Jake said agreeably as they got ready to eat.
Jake plated the entree salads and sat with Jose at the breakfast bar in the kitchen of the Grimke house, wondering how many times this would be repeated, here or in a home of their own some day. He waited for Jose to take a bite and critique his cooking
"Oh my God," Jose said after the second fork full, "this is awesome!!"
Jake glowed in the praise and then said, "you got dishes."
Jose leaned in and gave Jake a kiss on the cheek, "smart, great looking, hot in bed and you can cook, you are a total keeper!"
Jake rubbed his knee against Jose's as they sat on the stools and finished eating and enjoying each other's company. Jose started to do the dishes with Jake helping him put stuff back in their rightful places. After the kitchen was cleaned up, Jake picked out some clothes to wear and checked his emails while Jose changed clothes.
This was Jake's first trip to a gay bar and his eyes were taking in the sights left and right. Jose was right, there were plenty of other hot young guys in the club as they walked in and their eyes adjusted to the diminished light. Customers older than 21 had yellow bands around their wrists signaling to the bartenders that they were old enough to be served alcohol and those without the yellow bands were banished to soft drinks and bottled waters.
Before long, the DJ was playing music both recognized and Jose dragged Jake out onto the dance floor and they began to dance a little, Jake just swaying his body against Jose's. After a few songs, they wandered off, Jose going to the bar and getting each a bottle of water before taking his shirt off like so many of the other young guys had done. Never one to be shy, Jake quickly followed suit and after taking the bottled water from Jose, they joined hands before Jose boldly pointed to a dance box that had just been vacated.
At first Jake was a little hesitant but Jose turned on his puppy dog smile and any reservations Jake had melted away. Jose jumped up first and then pulled Jake up and soon they were dancing together with kissing in between as one song ended and another started.
Jose nudged Jake as one young man stared at them, "we know him don't we?"
Jake asked back, "which one?"
Jose nodded and tried not to point at the muscled young man with the traditional globle, anchor and eagle USMC tatt on his upper arm, "him."
Jake looked carefully and though it was dark in the club, there was enough light on the dance floor for Jake to recognize Firefighter Matt Whate of the Baltimore City Fire Department looking up at both of them and smiling. "It's Matt Whate, he works with my dad," Jake said.
"Thought so" Jose replied.
Jake and Jose waved and the shirtless Matt came over to the base of the box, "hey guys, I guess you know now!"
Jose bent down and to lend him a hand and helped him up their box where they continued to dance all night.