Berto's Roses
By Ben
Part XXXVI
We managed to make a pretty good salad without cutting our fingers off in the process. Jose picked up a caddy of several varieties of dressings and I got the big bowl of salad. He led me outside to a shady area by the nearest pool where there was an enormous wrought iron table with a thick glass top. Surrounding it were matching chairs with thick, comfortable looking cushions in a bright, sunny yellow.
We put down our loads on the table and Jose walked over to a large cedar box, which stood about seven feet tall and had double doors on the front. He opened the doors to reveal the contents. Inside was a bar complete with a sink and small refrigerator. On the shelves were dishes, flatware, cups and glasses as well as linen napkins.
Jose began setting the table and suggested that I go check with Ricky and Jake to see how the steaks were going. I followed the delicious smell and the sight of smoke around a small stand of bushes to the grill area.
I was not surprised to see the large adobe barbecue pit. It was easily large enough to roast a whole hog or side of beef. What did surprise me was the sight of Ricky and Jake kissing very passionately beside the smoking pit. They each had their shirts unbuttoned and had their hands in the front of each other's pants.
They were oblivious to everything around them, including me, as I walked over to check the steaks. Low moans came from both of them and they were both breathing hard through their noses.
I turned the steaks and found out that they were ready. "Uh, guys..." I began. "These steaks are done. You want me to take them over to the table and Jose and I can start without you?" I tried to keep the edge off my voice, but I was more than a little annoyed and, yeah, I'll admit it. I was jealous.
I didn't know whom I was jealous of, though. I'd had great sex with both of these guys, and maybe I was just feeling a little left out. Or maybe I was just hungry. The steaks were thick and juicy, cooked to perfection and sizzling hot. I picked up the platter and loaded it with the steaks.
Jake and Ricky finally came up for air and realized I was there. They looked a little embarrassed as they pulled their hands out and began buttoning their shirts. They followed me back to the table and from the corner of my eye I saw each of them "adjusting themselves" to make their erections less noticeable.
The table looked great. Jose had poured wine into glasses for everybody but me. There was chilled water in my glass as well as a carafe of water beside it. We sat down to eat with Jake to my right and Ricky to my left, which left Jose directly across from me.
I cut into my steak and was amazed at how tender and flavorful it was. "Wow, this is wonderful, Ricky. The best I've ever had. What's your secret?"
Both Ricky and Jake spun their heads in my direction and gave me an expression of what? Guilt?
"Papa has a large herd of Santa Gertrudes cattle at the far end of the estate. He keeps them corn-fed all year long and selects the finest young animals for the casa. The others he sells to brokers from the Baja and in Southern California."
"It's amazing. You almost don't need a knife to cut it. And the flavor is out of this world." Added Jake.
"Papa will we pleased that you enjoy it so much. You and Jose made a great salad, too. You two work well together."
"Yeah we do. And I enjoy the company as well." I winked at Jose and he smiled shyly.
"Did you bring your camera with you, Ben? You should find some very colorful characters at the resort in Mazatlan. It will be one grande fiesta! The people that work for Papa there adore him."
"As they should." Remarked Jose. "He takes very good care of them and treats them as if they were his own family. I, too, have much respect and affection for Don Chavez."
Jake raised his wineglass and said, "To the Don!" We all followed suit and drank to the great man. Dinner conversation was light and sporadic as each of us was genuinely enjoying the fare. To the steak and salad, Jose had added fresh fruits, cheeses and warm tortillas. With the amount of food before us, you would have sworn we had brought Manuella with us.
I asked, "Where is it that Berto and Carla went this weekend?"
"Just to the university's beach house. It is not far from where we will be tomorrow. Carla has told me that they may make it to the anniversary celebration tomorrow. Many will be in costume. Jose and I will be dressed as matadors. Would you and Jake like to arrange for costumes as well?"
"Hmmm...that might be interesting." Mused Jake. "I've kind of always wanted to play Zorro ever since I saw Antonio Banderas in a black mask."
This gave us all a chuckle, and then Ricky asked, "What about you, Ben?"
"Oh I don't know. I hadn't thought about it. Any suggestions?"
"I think you should go as a muy importante land owner- Don Bentonio." Said Jose. I looked at him and saw that he was serious.
"Wonderful idea, mi corozon!" Said Ricky. "Please allow me to arrange everything for you and `the gay blade' here." Rick laughed, pointing at Jake. "We will all have a wonderful time."
Dinner having drawn to a close, we stacked everything onto a cart and Jose wheeled it into the kitchen. It had grown dark and Ricky suggested a moonlight swim. Jake was very anxious to try the pool, especially the waterfall, so we all stripped and walked into the water.
Although the air temperature was slightly cool, the water was warm and inviting. Jose turned off the pool lights, leaving the back-lighting for the Waterfall glowing. There were soft lights in the foliage around the pool as well.
We soaked and talked and played in the water. Ricky called Jake to follow him to the waterfall. Jose and I sat on the pool steps, water up to our chins and watched their silhouettes. It was easy to tell one from the other, as Jake was so much taller than Ricky. They stood, for a time with the water cascading down over them. Then they stepped back behind the water and embraced.
I looked at Jose as he watched the other two. He seemed a little anxious, but I also saw that his cock was getting hard. I reached over and took it into my hand. It was then that Jose turned to look at me. Silently, mutually we came together, our lips touching and our mouths opening to each other.
I pressed Jose's long, lithe body to my own and held him tightly as we kissed. My own cock was responding to his closeness and smooth warmth. I pulled Jose up and into my lap. His knees straddled my hips and his hard cock pressed into my belly.
Over Jose's shoulder, I could see that Jake was sucking Ricky's cock with gusto. Ricky had his hands on Jake's head encouraging his actions. As I watched and continued running my hands all over Jose's hairless torso, underwater, Jake turned Ricky around and shoved his face against Ricky's tight bubble butt. He must have had his tongue halfway up to Ricky's tonsils.
Jose reached between his legs and grasped my hard cock, which had been sticking up behind his balls. He jacked it firmly then lined up the head to his asshole while standing up slightly. I reached behind him and parted his perfect, smooth ass cheeks as he lowered himself slowly. My cock felt the hot interior of Jose's rectum as it slid up and inside him.
When he was low enough that I could, once again, see over his shoulder, I could see that Jake was now standing behind Ricky and was slowing fucking his big cock into him. Ricky was grasping the rock wall in front of him as Jake slid in and out of him.
Jose was fucking himself up and down on my cock. I straightened my legs behind him and leaned back as far as I could without drowning. This gave me better penetration and I was able to push into him as he lowered himself onto my cock.
The combination of what I felt with Jose and the show that Jake and Ricky were putting on had me going hard and heavy. Ricky had turned himself around and now had his legs and arms wrapped around Jake as he continued to get his ass filled with Jake's hard cock. It would take somebody of Jake's considerable strength to keep this up for long.
Jose's hot ass was bringing me to the point of no return. He locked his mouth on mine once again and I unloaded my spooge deep inside him. I was gasping and he was holding my face above the water. With my head leaned back, my ears were submerged and I could hear my heart beat pounding loudly and fast.
Jose stood up slightly and I sat one step higher. He sat back down and he kissed tenderly as our breathing and pulse slowed. My cock softened and slipped from his tight hole, but he was as hard as ever. I had him stand and I advanced up yet another step.
This put him at the perfect level for me to take his short fat cock into my mouth. Placing my hands on his beautiful butt cheeks, I rocked his hips in a fucking motion filling my mouth with his warm wet cock, over and over again. He cradled my head with one hand while grabbing my shoulder with the other.
I searched for and found his asshole with my thumb. Pressing into him I felt the heat from our fucking and the thick wetness of my cum inside him. As I continued to suck him, I bumped the end of my thumb against his prostate. Jose moaned loudly and pressed his groin into my face. He shot a hot, heavy load into my mouth, holding my head with both hands now.
He fell backwards into the water, taking me along with him. His mouth found mine underwater and we kissed, sharing his cum until we had to come up to the surface for air. Inhaling deeply and standing up, we embraced and I could feel his strong heartbeat against my chest.
We turned and saw Jake and Ricky coming out of the waterfall, hand in hand. God what a beautiful sight. They could not have been more physically different, nor could the have been hotter looking. These two were made to star in a porn movie together.
We were all exhausted when we got out of the water. All the activity has made us hungry again as well. We sat in front of the fire inside (who was it that did all this stuff in Ricky's house?) wrapped in warmed towels and munched on left over fruit, cheese and tortillas from supper.
Jake and Jose were starting to yawn, so Ricky and suggested it was time we go to bed. Ricky insisted that we all sleep together in his and Jose's bed. It was certainly big enough for all of us. Jake crawled in and moved toward the middle, as did Jose. This left Ricky and me on the outside edges. I lay down next to Jake and Ricky next to Jose.
I wrapped my arms around Jake and soon heard snoring. I looked up and over Jake to see if he was asleep. Ricky looked up over Jose and held his finger to his lips then pointed to Jose and Jake. They were both sleeping like babies.
Ricky quietly got out of bed and came around to get me up as well. Holding my hand he led me back out to the hearth where we had spent the night before. We sat cross-legged on the cushions facing each other and finally had a chance to talk and catch up with each other's lives.
He asked me about Jake and my feelings for him. I told him that I really liked Jake, possibly even loved him, but I didn't think I was IN love with him. I enjoyed his company and the sex was fantastic, but I didn't know if I was willing to give my heart totally to him, as I had with David.
Ricky leaned over and gently kissed my lips. He looked into my eyes and said. "I think, Don Bentonio, that you are saving that part of yourself for somebody very special." His statement touched my heart, and I reached out to draw him to me.
"I think you are a very observant man, Ricky and a very special person, yourself. It's too bad I like and respect Jose so much, or I should have to steal you away from him."
Ricky smiled his amazing smile. "My dear friend, you will have to wait a very long time for that. As long as Jose and I are alive, he has my heart. He is my life. But you, Senor, you are mi amigo. My special friend."
I hugged him again and we lay down on the thick rug facing the fire. Ricky lay in front of me and I drew the fluffy quilt over us and snuggled against his smaller beautifully sculpted body. I rubbed my feet on his hairy legs and stroked his smooth chest, marveling at the contrast. I reached down and lazily played with his pierced cock head.
I thought about what Ricky said about saving my heart for someone special. Was that it or was I just afraid to get hurt again? And who was this special person? Where was he and how long until he made his presence known to me? I drifted off to sleep with the faces of all the men I knew drifting in and out. One, in particular, kept coming back, time and again...
Okay, there ya go. I feel better now. I hope you are enjoying the story and will keep on reading. You may 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".