Ring in Mine #3 Nephi and Jerome Chapter 32
I agree with Jerome, Nephi needed time to reset, away from work, Paula and responsibility. During the story's time period there were friendly gay places in the Keys. Palm Springs still was a common hangout for gay celebrities but it hadn't become the gay mecca it is today. The local government and old money citizens were conservative. So, I created the Hidden Oasis somewhere south and warm during the winter.
I spent too much time on my commute to work thinking about the construction of the place, with its earth bermed concrete wall and roofs, water utilization and recyling, methane recapture and supply chain.
It has been mentioned that this chapter seems out of character for Nephi and Jerome. Could it be that away from the pressures of a conservative society, repressed behaviors and fantasies boil to the surface?
This visit seemed to get away from me, but I enjoyed writing it as much as Nephi and Jerome enjoyed living it.
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---------- Chapter 32
The small plane hit a pocket of turbulence as it lost altitude waking Jerome and Nephi. Below a vast desert spread to the horizons. On the ground the plane taxied toward a row of metal hangers. It would be a stretch to call it an airport.
A white limo waited for the passengers and a truck for the boxes of perishable foodstuffs. The desert was flat as far as the eye could see, except for the hangars and a dozen spinning windmills rising from the desert.
"I have been here maybe twenty times and I have never seen them still." Simon's partner noted.
Nephi scanned the horizon. Where were they headed?
"I remember my first time here. There is a reason it is called the Hidden Oasis."
After about three miles the limo made a gentle turn and descended into a narrow canyon. There was a row of short trees in the distance. They continued up the canyon for another mile. As the limo pulled behind the trees they got their first glimpse of their destination. Built to blend into the desert landscape it was difficult to tell where the building ended, and the desert began. The entrance appeared to be a stone wall built into a hill. Desert plants grew in the dirt banked against the walls and even across the roof. The limo pulled under a covered portico with terracotta tiles.
"I think we need an entrance like this." Jerome suggested. As they got out of the limo they noticed the wind that whipped across the airstrip was barely a breeze.
A tall distinguished gentleman dressed in a white slacks and jacket greeted them. "Welcome to Hidden Oasis."
"Where is the short guy." Jerome whispered to Nephi.
He greeted each guest, even Nephi and Jerome, by name. "Let me show you to your suites."
They stepped into a landscaper's dream. Well-manicured gardens provided private areas for quiet conversation or romantic assignations. Colorful lounge chairs and umbrellas surrounded a large pool.
Their host showed the other couples to their rooms saving Nephi and Jerome until the last. They entered a spacious private patio with table, chairs, and a double wide chaise lounge. Decorative plantings along the walls hid the stuccoed concrete. "This area is yours and private. Not all of our guests eliminate their tan lines in the public area."
Their guide pressed a switch and a white linen cover slid across the patio. "If the sun is too hot this switch controls the awning." He pressed another switch and a cooling mist sprayed across the patio.
"Clothing is optional except in the dining room. The theme for the evening dictates the suggested dress. You may have breakfast or lunch served on your patio or around the pool." Sliding doors led into an oasis of luxury. "The linen is Egyptian cotton sheets. If you prefer satin let your steward know."
He pointed out the room's special features. "The phone is for in-house use. There are no outside lines. We are off the grid. There is a gym and tennis court in the next courtyard. Please save intimate relationships for private areas. We will serve a buffet lunch by the pool in thirty minutes. If you are drinkers, the bar is open from noon to midnight. Drunkenness dims the memory and reduces performance. If you have had too many the bartender may refuse to serve you another."
Nephi tried to tip their guide. "Our policy prohibits tipping. Enjoy your stay."
On the nightstand was a leather-bound folio of available services. "What would you say to a couple's massage or Best Foot Forward' spa treatment?" Jerome suggested. Jerome picked up the phone and dialed 7' for the spa. There was an immediate opening. The next available time was Sunday afternoon. They stripped down and wore the provided robes to the spa.
A man wearing loose shorts and a tank top greeted them. Nephi admired the tattoo around the man's arm.
"Do you like it?" He asked. "Tim is an excellent artist and will design something for you if you wish."
"Jerome, what would you think about a floral band around my arm?" Nephi asked.
"It needs to be masculine and we could get something matching." Jerome suggested. He had always wanted a tattoo but knew his dad and his church discouraged them, but since they had both disowned him it felt good to be a little rebellious.
The treatment started with a haircut and a manicure/pedicure. Tim did Jerome's hair while Carlos did Nephi's nails. Tim talked the whole time getting a feel for the pair. Jerome wasn't sure what to expect when Tim applied warm wax to parts of his eyebrows. Tim removed the wax in one pull. Jerome put on a brave face and didn't curse; why should he warn Nephi. Nephi was more vocal when Tim pulled the wax off of his eyebrows.
Tim waxed and trimmed more than eyebrows. Nephi loved Jerome's new look. Jerome only allowed Tim to trim Nephi's chest hair a little. He liked his furry bear. A massage followed the aroma/steam room. The last stop was a quick spray tan.
Lunch by the pool was over. Nephi and Jerome browsed a buffet of chilled fresh fruit, shrimp, cheese, and vegetables. They sat in an umbrella's shade feeding each other the bite sized pieces, Nephi enjoyed watching the couples from the flight playing in the pool. The Oasis discouraged sex in public areas. That must not include underwater cock sucking.
"We need to cool off." Jerome stated looking at Nephi's hardness standing tall in the sunshine. He was in the same condition. Jerome stood and dropped his robe to the chair, enjoying the desert sun on his skin. He dove into the pool and turned to look for Nephi when he felt a mouth wrapped around his dick. Jerome wondered how long it would last before Nephi came up for air.
Nephi burst to the surface took a deep breath and placed his lips on Jerome's. Jerome didn't complain. It was different kissing Nephi in public and not having to worry about what people would think.
"If you can break the lip lock, are you interested in a chicken fight tournament?" Simon offered.
There were eight couples swimming. Jerome and Nephi were the youngest couple. The partner of a middle-aged man with graying hair appeared to be eighteen. The older gentleman had extra pounds around the waist. He also had extra weight where it counted. Nephi wondered how the kid could take it.
Nephi enjoyed the feel of Jerome's dick pressing against the back of his neck and his now smooth legs tucked behind Nephi's body. Unbelievably, the old guy and his boy were undefeatable. Between rounds Jerome asked the boy, Dan, what it was like taking his partner's giant tool.
"I don't know, Mick is my total bottom daddy. I would like to try it sometime, but I love my daddy and if sliding deep inside of him keeps him happy that's good enough for me." Dan answered.
When Nephi and Jerome got out of the pool they found their robes folded on the table next to their lounge chairs. Huge fluffy towels waited for them. They took turns drying each other.
Another cute employee wearing a white tank top with the company logo and a white speedo offered a tube of cream. "Tim suggests this cream to protect your skin from sun damage. Would you like me to apply it?"
"I think I will do it." Jerome's thanked the young man. Jerome started on Nephi's back. When he turned over Nephi's arousal was waving in the air. Jerome leaned toward Nephi's ear and whispered something. Nephi couldn't get up fast enough. They didn't take time to pull their robes back on. Good-natured cat calls from the other couples echoed behind them as their door closed.
Nephi closed the awning providing shade for their loving. They rested on the double lounge. Nephi woke to sounds coming from inside their suite. When he investigated, the room was empty. Someone had laid clothes on the bed for dinner. A written note rested on each set of clothes. Dinner will be at seven o'clock in the main dining room. Nephi checked the single clock in the sitting room. They only had half an hour to be ready for dinner.
Jerome and Nephi shared a shower. They found toothbrushes, razors and bottles of personalized aftershave on the counter.
Nephi examined the outfits on the bed. The shirts were a gauzy fabric doing little to hide the bodies beneath. Black low-rise briefs provided social security under loose black gauze pants. Soft black shoes more like slippers finished the ensembles. There was a knock on the back wall of the sitting area. A panel in the wall opened inward.
Carlos stuck his head in. "Great you found your outfits." He sniffed. "Tim chose the scents to match your chemistry."
Carlos sensed Nephi's concern about their clothes. "Tonight, is one of our themed parties." Carlos styled their hair. "You need to feel comfortable in your skin. Being around other gay couples will help."
"There is one more accessory for the night." Carlos slipped silver chains over their heads. "Gold tells other guests you are open to advances. Titanium says you are in a monogamous relationship."
Jerome scanned his partner's appearance and chubbed up. "I think you look delicious."
Nephi studied Jerome. It surprised Nephi the right clothes could be more provocative than nudity. Jerome looked hot barely hidden by the thin flowing fabric.
Carlos was right. Brilliant colors filled the dining room, all in the gauzy fabrics. Nephi chose a table for two in a corner away from the string quartet. The place settings at the small table were close together allowing Nephi and Jerome to see the other guests even in the half light. Dan and Mick approached the table long enough to say hi. Nephi noticed they wore silver bracelets instead of neck chains and they had forgone any underwear. Mick's size impressed both Nephi and Jerome. Mick and Dan didn't stop holding hands even after they sat down at a table for four.
Carlos startled the pair when he spoke behind them. "Our guests live different lives away from the Oasis. We try to make their stay here as special as we can." Carlos was now wearing black slacks, white shirt and a black vest. Carlos filled the preset white wine glasses with a sparkling golden beverage. "As per your dossier, there is no alcohol in your drinks."
"How many different jobs do you have?" Nephi asked.
"My number one assignment is to take care of you and Jerome. I am also a certified and licensed physiotherapist. My partner Tim is a stylist and fashion consultant. He is also a certified tattoo artist and body piercer. He is taking care of Bart and Greg in the corner. We have a small multi-talented staff which keeps the wages higher. Most staff members have a couple to look after and at least one other job. Jerome waved, and Tim nodded from across the room without shifting his attention from his assigned guests.
Tim had mentioned they were at capacity. There were twenty couples each with their own staff member taking care of their needs. Nephi noted Carlos's gold bracelet. Mick's and Dan's server wore gold. Did the staff have the options of getting involved with their guests?
Carlos served an oversized martini glass sporting four large shrimp and a spicy glaze. Following the example of the other guests, partners fed each other.
"Jerome, can you believe all of this is for forty guests?" It wasn't quite a question. "Staying here must cost a fortune."
"Then we had better make the most it." Jerome offered the last bite to Nephi. Two cups of a cool mint squash soup replaced the shrimp. Clearing and serving was a well-choreographed ballet. Lavender flavored ice cream followed seared scallops. Nephi and Jerome spent the time between courses looking into each other's eyes punctuated with an occasional kiss.
Neither Jerome nor Nephi had tried lamb before. "There is a special dessert request in your file. I can bring the pastry if you would prefer." Carlos served berry filled crepes and a bowl of whipped cream.
The smiles on his charges faces answered his question. The pair laughed as they replayed the game from IHOP. After watching Nephi and Jerome with their crepes Carlos waylaid Tim in the kitchen with a passionate kiss and hug.
"What brought that on?" Tim asked.
"I remembered just how much I love you." Carlos pressed his lips to Tim's. "Back to the grindstone."
With the remnants of the meal cleared and beverages served. The musicians took to the low stage, but the instruments had changed. It was now a jazz quartet. The lighting shifted to pools of color. The music started. Mick led his partner to the dance floor.
Nephi realized he had never danced with his wonderful partner. A vocalist dressed like the guests began the soulful melody of Nat King Cole's `Unforgettable.' Nephi offered his hand to Jerome. For the rest of the dance the world ceased to exist. There was only Nephi, Jerome, and the music.
Jerome had taken ballroom classes in high school. It was comical as Jerome tried to teach Nephi the basic jitterbug steps for one of the faster songs. The slow love ballads were their favorites.
As the next fast paced song began, Tim and Carlos now dressed like guests cut in. Carlos and Nephi sat on the sidelines as Tim and Jerome jitterbugged across the floor. "Thank you for letting Tim dance with Jerome. They are having a great time. Tim has unsuccessfully tried teaching me.
As they chatted Nephi kept finding his eyes on the ring in Carlos's nipple.
"Before you ask, yes it hurt, but only for a second. I have both nipples pierced, but I think a single ring looks more masculine." On closer inspection Nephi noticed a small gold bead on either side of Carlos' left nipple.
Soon the rest of the floor had stopped dancing and watched Tim and Jerome. As the music ended the impromptu audience broke into applause. Tim returned Jerome to Nephi. The pair were panting.
The musicians took a break and Tim and Carlos resumed their roles. Carlos brought Nephi and Jerome Gatorades. "I know you are Coke drinkers, but this will keep you hydrated."
The vocalist brought trays of small finger foods and placed them on the side board. "Jerome, I think I know him." Nephi intercepted the vocalist on his next tray laden trip.
"Kenneth?" Nephi asked.
"Hi, Nephi. I wondered how long it would be before you showed up here. How's Bella? I haven't seen my sister for months."
"She's doing well and is ready to strangle her mom, your mom." Nephi paused. "Why would I show up here." Nephi followed Kenneth into the kitchen and helped carry out the last two trays. "I figured it out. Benny knows a guy!" They both laughed.
Nephi introduced Kenneth. "Jerome, this Uncle Bertram's nephew. The son Betty pretends doesn't exist. Kenneth this is Mario's nephew."
Jerome thought through Nephi's introduction for a moment. "That makes us cousins." He exclaimed.
"Carlos, these are Benny's nephews, give them the V.I.P. treatment." Kenneth said before making his way back to the stage.
Carlos shook his head. "Everyone is a V.I.P. at the Oasis."
"Kenneth's desserts may be as good as Bertram's, but I know from experience Bertram can't sing." Nephi shuddered.
Tim and Jerome danced the next fast dance. The following dance was a spirited waltz. The pair were art in motion as they floated across the floor. Carlos led Nephi to the floor. It felt odd to be that close to a man besides Jerome. It was nice, just different.
Nephi and Jerome stumbled into bed exhausted, with only enough energy to kiss and snuggle before falling asleep.