Jose Spreads His Wings
By Ben
Chapter XIII
They drove in relative silence through the narrow streets and dusty roads, speaking only to ask and give directions. When they arrived at the plane, the pilot was nowhere in sight. They moved to the back seat and Enrique held Jose as he slept fitfully. Finally, he nodded off and was awakened by the sound of an ancient fuel truck as it lumbered across the field.
Quietly he opened the car door and gently lay Jose down on the seat as he excited the back seat. He saw that the pilot was riding in the truck as it made its way to the plane. Ricky helped the two older men turn the plane around and then the refueling began. The pilot conducted his ground checks so they would be ready to fly once the plane's tanks were full.
When all was ready and the bags were loaded, Enrique gently awakened Jose and he sleepily made his way to the co-pilot's seat. Despite his misery and heartache, Jose was still thrilled with flying. The pilot, once again, let him take the controls once they were airborne. He even showed him how to make turns and altitude changes and Jose soon forgot his troubles for the trip back to San Augustin.
Reality returned to him as they pushed the small plane into the hangar and he heard church bells signaling the completion of the midday mass. He had planned to attend with his family and he was reminded of his father's hateful words.
"Enrique, what am I to do? I can finish this term at university, but if mi tio will not pay for any more, how am I to continue?" Jose said miserably.
"We will speak with Papa. He will be home when we get to the casa. Perhaps he will help you." Enrique replied confidently.
Jose shook his head. "No, I cannot accept charity, Enrique. I must find a job and perhaps go to university closer to ... home..." Jose's voice trailed off and his eyes pooled with tears as he remembered he no longer had a home.
"Then maybe Papa would give you a job and you could attend university at San Augustin. I will transfer here with you after we complete this term. " Enrique suggested.
"But our university in los Estados Unidos is the very finest business school. Your Papa will not want you to go anywhere else." Jose protested.
"We shall see. Do you not want to be with me, Jose?"
"Oh, si! You know that is what I want. I love you, Enrique. You are all I have now." Jose was adamant.
"Let us wait and see what Papa suggests, then." Enrique said as he drove the blue Thunderbird into the enormous garage.
Carla was the first to meet them as they entered the large family room. "Hola! You are back early!" She began, then saw the look of sadness on Jose's face and the look of concern on Enrique's. "What has happened? Is your family well?"
"Jose," Enrique said. "Why don't you sit here with Carla and I will go and find Papa."
Jose nodded and sat next to Carla on the long sofa. `What is it, Jose? Will you tell me what is happening?"
Jose told her all the events that had taken place at Boca Del Perro and of his father's reaction to what he had seen. He became upset again and tears slid down his face. Carla hugged him to her and dabbed his eyes with a soft handkerchief.
"I am sure he didn't mean those things that he said to you. No father would disown his son that way. He may be hurt and angry right now, but I am sure he will feel differently in time. Did you not get to tell your mama good-bye?"
Jose shook his head and sniffed. "No. He would not allow it. He would not let me come back to the casa."
"I am so sorry you were treated so poorly, Jose. You did nothing wrong to deserve this." Carla hugged him again.
They heard footsteps on the marble floor of the hallway. Don Chavez looked into the room. "Jose, will you please join Enrique and me in my study?"
Jose jumped to his feet. "Si, Don Chavez." He was so intimidated by this formidable man. He followed him down the hall holding tightly to Enrique's hand.
They entered the study and the Don gestured to the big leather sofa. Instead of sitting behind the huge mahogany desk, the elder Chavez sat in a chair across from Jose and Enrique.
"My son has told me what has occurred with your father. I am sorry he reacted in this way. Do you think he will change his mind in this?" The Don asked.
"No, Sir. I do not think he will. He is a proud man and stubborn too. If he gave in on this, it would mean that he is wrong and that would make him appear weak." Jose explained.
Don Chavez nodded. "Si, I understand, but I believe it takes a stronger man to recognize and admit when he is wrong. Enrique tells me that you are too proud to accept my charity. A trait which you, perhaps, inherited from your father, no?"
Jose looked into his eyes and saw the respect he so badly needed. The Don was not mocking him. He understood Jose's need to earn that which he required. "Si, perhaps it is so. I do appreciate your generosity, but I must work for what I get."
"Very understandable." Spoke the Don. "Then may I offer you a business proposal?"
Jose's ears perked up and he sat up straighter. "Si, Senor. Please go on."
"I am sending Enrique to university to study business. I am grooming him to work with me and to, one day, manage my business affairs. I have many people who work with me and I rely heavily upon my assistant, Antonio Rodriguez."
Don Chavez continued. "Likewise, Enrique will require an assistant as well. I am proposing that I train you to do this. Enrique also tells me of your fascination with flying. I will require more trained pilots in the future and I would like to train you to do this, if you are interested."
Jose was stunned. "Really? Oh, Senor! I would be honored! Nothing would make me happier."
"Bueno. Then you will agree to train and work for me after you finish university and also train to work as a pilot for me?" Asked the Don. "Si. I agree to work for you as long as you are pleased with me." Jose replied. The two men stood and shook hands, then the Don embraced him in a strong fatherly hug.
"One more thing, Jose." The patriarch held him at arms length and looked into his eyes. "You must come and stay here whenever you are in San Augustin. My wife has insisted upon this and I make it a point never to contradict her. Enrique will soon have his own house on the grounds and you may stay with him when it is completed."
"Si. I agree to this and thank you Don Chavez." Jose was so grateful. He would do everything he could not to let Don Chavez down. The two younger men were dismissed and made their way up to Enrique's suite.
Enrique shut the door and held Jose in a strong hug. "Oh my sweet Jose. I am so sorry you were hurt. I would do anything to make the pain go away.' He kissed Jose tenderly then again with more passion.
"Then make love to me, Enrique. I need to feel your body on mine." Jose said
They undressed each other slowly, kissing and caressing each body part as it was exposed in the soft afternoon light that was filtered by the window curtains. Lips and fingertips found sensitive throats, shoulders and nipples. Clothing piled loosely on the floor until both young men were fully naked.
Enrique led Jose to the massive bed and they came together, their lips, bodies and limbs meshed. Their erect cocks pressed and rubbed together. Their breathing grew ragged as their passion for each other raged. Enrique lay Jose on his back and completely engulfed his cock with his warm mouth.
He moved over the hard flesh determinedly. Never had he felt such intense feelings for another human being. He loved Jose with every fiber of his being, and he wanted to show him just how much. Moving down and lifting Jose's legs, he took the smooth balls into his mouth and bathed them with his tongue.
Jose moaned in his pleasure and reached down to run his fingers through Enrique's shiny, black hair. Drops of precum were forming at his pee slit and falling onto his flat stomach. He sucked in his breath as he felt Enrique lift his legs further and plant his warm lips on his asshole. The sensation was so intense he never wanted it to end.
Enrique kissed, licked and nibbled on the puckered brown flesh. He rolled his tongue into a tube and inserted it as far as he good. This brought a gasp from his beloved. He continued probing and then touched the opening with a moistened finger.
"Oh, si!" panted Jose. "Please touch me there. I want to feel you inside of me."
Slowly Enrique inserted his finger and moved it as Jose moaned and writhed on the bed. He then inserted a second finger, then a third. Jose was pressing his ass to meet his thrust. Enrique's cock was so hard it actually hurt.
"Now, please, mi corazon. Please make love to me." Jose pleaded.
Moving up on the bed and gazing deeply into Jose's dark eyes, Enrique placed the head of his throbbing cock at the entrance to Jose's asshole. "I love you, Jose." He whispered. "I love you so much."
"I love you, too, Enrique." Jose reached up and pulled his lover's mouth to his own. At the same time, Enrique's hard cock entered him, making him completely full. They breathed heavily through their noses and moaned as Jose's hot ass enveloped Enrique's hard flesh. The sensation was almost more than either of them could bear. Both men nearly came immediately.
Enrique held still when he had fully entered Jose. They continued to kiss until the fevered pitch had subsided a bit, then Enrique began slowly and tenderly moving his cock in and out. All the problems and pain of last night melted away with the rest of the world. There was nothing but these two lovers giving themselves completely to each other, body heart and soul. They withheld nothing.
They made love for a very long time, changing position from time to time. Jose could feel every warm hard inch of Enrique's cock moving in and out of his body. He used his muscles to grip and cling with his sphincter. The head of Enrique's cock rubbed across his prostate continuously and he could feel himself rapidly approaching orgasm.
He tightly grasped Enrique's forearms as he crashed over the top and experienced wave after wave of his climax taking him. He was barely aware of the semen, which was jetting out of his cock and splashing onto his throat and chest, so intense were the spasms, which rocked his body.
Enrique was very aware of it and it brought him to the beginning of his own eruption. He pushed himself as far inside Jose as was possible and felt his seed blast from his cock and deep into his lover. His rigid body quivered for several long moments. Finally he held Jose tightly to him and rolled them onto their sides while he kept his softening cock deep inside.
They were too out of breath to kiss, too exhausted and overwhelmed to speak. They lay there, holding one another until their heartbeats returned to normal and soon drifted off to sleep.
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