Chapter 39
As usual Aunt Leonara wasn't at home so Peter went straight up to bed. He took a deep breath when he saw the light still on in the bedroom. He said hello to Roderick who was lying on his bed, studying in one of his books.
Roderick looked up, said hello too and returned to his books.
Good, Peter thought, the less he says the better. Peter undressed and let himself fall back on his bed.
"My God, Peter. Can't you cover yourself with the sheets, I'm staring right at your ..., well you know."
"Then don't look. Thought you're busy with that book." Peter covered himself nevertheless. "Besides, this is my last night here anyway, so enjoy the view while you can."
"Yeah, funny, I can't understand how you can afford your own place if you can't even pay for a nightshirt."
"Goodnight Rick, I'm tired." Peter answered and rolled over.
"It's Roderick!"
"If you say so."
The following morning Peter woke up early, this was the big day. He looked up at the ceiling, he had never notice before how yellow it was and how low. He got up and when he stood on his toes he could touch it. Rick had already left for work, his bed was made up neatly. Peter washed his face, got dressed and went downstairs. To his surprise Aunt Leo was waiting for him. With a broad smile she greeted him.
She had made a full breakfast, with fried eggs, bacon, coffee and toast.
"Come on sit down," she said, "your last breakfast here."
"Wow, Auntie, that looks delicious! Aren't you having anything?"
"No, well, maybe some coffee."
"Let me do that." Peter poured her a coffee, "Sugar?"
"Yes please."
After the fifth lomb of sugar she withdrew her cup.
She watched as Peter started to eat and took a sip of het coffee.
She drew a face and walked over to the cupboard.
"Isn't it a bit early for that, Auntie?"
"Who cares." She answered as she poured some brandy in het coffee, "You too, dear?"
"No thanks."
With a sigh she sat down again, now fully enjoying her coffee. "It helps you know, the alcohol, to ease the pain."
"Which pain?" Peter asked alarmed.
"Arthritis, dear, pills don't help."
"Always an excuse."
She smiled back at him while she took another sip.
After breakfast he packed his things, which was not much, just his cloths and his shaving things. They said goodbye, giving eachother a big hug.
"Thanks, Aunt Leo, thanks for everyhting."
"Come on, dear, it was nice having you, really!" She kissed him on the cheek.
"You must come visit me one day."
"I will, dear, and remember you're always welcome here. Come visit me now and then. Good luck Peter."
He gave het another kiss on the cheeck, "Take care, Auntie."
First thing Peter did when he arrived at his place was to turn on the shower. He undressed and got under the stream. He could not believe it, his own shower! He stayed a least 15 minutes under the streaming warm water, then he turned the water off. He tiptoed to the balcony, naked and wet he let the warm sunshine dry his body. He heard a bell rang, first he couldn't place the sound, then he realised that it was his phone. Quickly he got inside to answer it.
"Hi Peter, John here. Settling in?"
"John! Yes, settling in quite nicely. Just had a long warm shower."
"Mmmm, whish I had been there. Hey, listen I'm in town this afternoon, allright if I stop by."
"Hell yes!"
"Can't stay long, have a dinner meeting later."
"No problem, I hope you'll stay long enough." Peter smiled.
"I count on that!. See you between three and four then."
Peter got dressed, time to do some shopping.
With two full bags Peter walked back home. He smiled, funny, he said to himself, here in this neighborhood, a butcher calls himself a traitteur and a cafe is called a bodega. But still he liked the area, so much quieter than his old neighborhood.
Just a few minutes after three there was a knock on the door. Peter hurried over and opened the door. Before he could say anything, John pushed his lips on his, forced in tongue deep inside.
With his arms around John's shoulders he took a few steps back, John closed the door behind them and then finally released his him.
"Wow," said Peter, "great entrance."
"So how are you?" ask John while he looked around, "Looks pretty nice, Peter."
"Thanks, and thank you so much for all the stuff."
John just gave him a smile and took Peter's hand, guiding him to the bedroom. He placed a soft kiss on Peter's lips then, he started to unbutton the shirt. Peter shivered as John run his tongue over his nipples.
Peter closed his eyes and threw his head back, he felt John opening his pants and when they dropped to his ankles he stepped out of them. John went on his knees and pushed down his underpants, revealing his semi hard cock. Peter looked down when John got hold of his cock and balls. John started to suck him. His cock got harder and harder, slowly he started to pump his cock in and out of John's warm mouth.
Too soon John pulled back and got up, pushing Peter onto the bed. He gave him a big smile, while he quickly undressed. John's cock pointed straight at Peter but before Peter could reach it, John pulled his ankles up and pushed his feet next to his head. With his ass totally exposed Peter let out a cry of pure pleasure when he felt John's warm tongue licking his opening.
John licked and kissed Peter's in and around his ass, sometimes pushing his tongue in as deep as possible.
Peter could only moan, feeling big drops of precum leaking out of his cock onto his face.
"Oh, man... fuck me, mmmmm, please, fuck me...."
John pulled a bit back and watch Peter's ass opening and slosing right before his eyes, onemore time he pushed his tongue into that warm wonderful hole, then he got up,let some spit drop on his cock head and aimed.
"Oh, fuck yes!!!" Peter cried.
John drove his cock all the way in, pulled out and rammed it back in again. Soone he was fucking Peter with all his force. Now, Peter's knees were on either side of his head, his driping cock only a few inched away of his face.
John thrusted his cock in and out, his balls slapping hard against Peter's flesh.
""Ohhh, gonna cum, yes deeper, harder!"
Peter's balls exploded, he stuck out his tongue, the first drops of his cum landed on his tongue. John kept on fucking and Peter kept on shooting, into his own mouth and onto his face. Peter squeezed the last drops out of his cock, he did not have time to relax, John pulled out turned him around, pulled his ass up and shoved his cock back into his ass.
"Jesus Christ!" Peter shouted, his cock remained fully erect, he pushed his ass up to get as much of John's big cock into his ass.
John kept on pounding him and he knew he was going to shoot a second load soon. Then John pulled out, once again he turned Peter around and sat on his chest, just when his cockhead touched Peter's lips he groaned, shooting his load all over Peter's face.
Quickly Peter opened his mouth and John pushed his spewing cock into his mouth. Peter swallowed fast and sucked the cum out of the pumping cock.
"Wow." was John could say. He let his sweaty body fall on top of Peter and kissed him deeply.
John got out of bed and lighted a cigar. He blew out the smoke and looked down on Peter. "God, I wish I could stay longer."
"Well, cancel the dinner meeting then." Peter said as he stretched out his foot and let his toes run over John's belly down to his cock.
John smiled, "O, baby wish I could." and sat down on the bed again.
Peter put his arms around the broad shoulders and placed a kiss behind John's ear. "Why don't you come back after dinner...? I don't have to work tonight."
John looked back, "Peter, can I ask you a favour?"
"Sure, go ahead. You know I'll do anything for you."
"This cliet I am meeting, could become a very important client for me. You know closing a deal is more than just agreeing on the price and stuff like that. It's also about pampering, hence the dinner. He more or less expects also a bit of entertainment and I don't mean a night in the theater."
"So what's the problem, I'm sure this isn't the first time you had to do that, just bring him to a brothel or, if he likes guys, have him come up to my work."
"Well, see, I had thought of that, but this guy let it shine through that he likes guys, I mean real guys, young, muscled and with a nice piece of meat.
"Interesting negotiations you had with that guy then."
John smiled, "true, but that's all part of the game, clients expect something like that, a bit of evening entertainment. He doesn't like brothels, too commercial, and let's face it, most of the boys at your work are very feminine. You, on the other hand are just perfect, you're exactly what he desires."
"But I had hoped to spend the evening with you, that you would sleep here." Peter replied.
"I know dear, so had I." John took Peter's face in his hand, "Don't look so sad, there will other evenings and nights, just the two of us." He kissed him on the lips. "Please, Peter, just this once, for me."
He rested his forehead against Peter's and looked straight into his eyes. "He is really a nice guy, good looking, you will like him, trust me."
Peter stared back into John's eyes, he was disappointed but he knew he could not refuse him.
Peter let out a sigh, "Well all right then."
John gave him a big smile and hugged him, pressing him hard against his hairy chest. "Oh, Peter, I love you, thanks! And I'll make it up to you, I promise."
John pushed his tongue deep into Peter's mouth and as their tongues mingled Peter felt himself, despite his disappointment getting hard again.
" Mmmm." Said John as he got hold of Peter's erection and gave it a few tugs. "Better save it for tonight."
John got up, "Got to go, Peter, would have loved to stay and take care of that wonderful cock of yours."
"I think I bring him here around nine, if that okay." John said while he started to dress. "O, here is some money, he likes to drink Scotch, maybe you can buy a bottle."
Peter's cock went soft the moment the guilders hit the bed. "Yeah sure, don't worry your client will not have any complaints."
John, now fully dressed again, bent down and kissed Peter quickly. "I owe you one, buddy. I'll drop him off here around nine and I gave you a call tomorrow."
With another quick kiss John left. Slowly Peter got up, picked up the money, "just another work day."