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Seniors United - New Year's Eve
Charlie and Henry lay spooned together for several minutes, then Charlie began to think of the dinner he had promised Henry, and how he had better get started on dinner. The salad was made, the pork chops would fry easily, but the scalloped potatoes mix probably needed quite a bit of time in the oven. While I'm at it,' he thought, I'll bake the pork chops, that's less cholesterol, and I'll bet Henry has to watch his intake, as I do.'
Charlie had dinner just about ready to serve when Henry came from the bedroom, yawning and apologizing for having slept so long. "Don't worry," said Charlie, "I used the time to work on dinner. Give me another 10 minutes, and we'll be ready to eat."
"Let me at least set the table," Henry asked.
"Dishes are in the top cabinet to the right of the sink. Silverware below. Glasses above and to the left of the sink."
Henry set the table, found the napkins and placed one under each diner's fork, found the tea in the refrigerator, put ice in each glass, and put them on the table just as Charlie brought dinner to the table. "Gee, it smells good, Charlie."
"Have a seat, and let's see how it tastes." Again, Henry reached out his hands to Charlie, Charlie joined hands with Henry, and Henry said his prayer of thanks for their new friendship, the good smelling food, and the joy of their friendship. Charlie joined in the amen.
"Pitch in Henry. I don't know what you like, so I'm experimenting. I don't use much salt, so you may want to add some. Try it first, though. I've started using a lot of herbs and spices to make up for the absence of all that salt we got used to as children."
Henry said, "Ummm, this sure tastes good. It doesn't need any salt, or anything else. It's perfect." Charlie just chuckled in response. Henry knew Charlie was happy, but so was Henry. This was a fine start to this New Year's Eve celebration.
Dinner was soon finished, and there wasn't much left. Henry congratulated Charlie on his cooking, and told Charlie he would do the clean up. Charlie helped clear the table, then dried the dishes as Henry washed. He led Henry by the hand to the sofa, where they sat down, Henry's arm reached around Charlie and hugged him tight.
"Say, Henry, do we need to dress up for the party at Rose and Yolanda's?"
"No," Henry replied, "it's casual as usual. If anyone's going out, they are probably dressed up and on their way by now. Just stay as you are. You look great to me, and I'm the only one you have to please. And, I'm pleased with you."
"And you're the only one I want to please, Henry. I want to please you very much. I know it's probably too soon to say this, but, Henry, I care for you very much. I hope our friendship goes further."
"I do, too, Charlie. I thought I would live out the rest of my live living in my apartment, going to church, going to Rose and Yolanda's holiday parties, but always going back to an empty apartment. Now I want to spend as much time with you as I can. I've gotten spoiled, lying in your arms, being kissed by you...all over, and feeling you inside me. I didn't expect to ever have anyone make love to me again."
"Good, then let's go to the party, but come back here and spend the night. Is that okay with you?"
"I think that's a great idea, Charlie." Henry reached over and kissed Charlie on the lips, first lightly, then with more passion, placing his tongue against Charlie's lips, which opened to receive it. Henry reached through the top of Charlie's polo shirt and rubbed Charlie's hairy chest. "Sweetie, let's cuddle for little while. We don't have to be the first at the party."
"Great idea, lover," and Charlie took Henry's hand and pulled him up, leading him to the bedroom. They each undressed themselves. There was no rush, they just looked at each other and smiled, enjoying the sight of their lover's body being revealed with each garment removed.
Charlie climbed on the bed, reaching out with his arms to draw Henry to a place beside him where they could cuddle. Henry lay down beside Charlie, kissed him and said, "Please spoon behind me, hold me in your arms, and let us enjoy this time together." Charlie did, and they lay there, each enjoying the feeling of his lover's skin on his own skin. Charlie reached forward and kissed Henry's neck, then licked his left ear, then his right ear. Henry just breathed deeply, said "Oh, Charlie, I love what you do for me. I can't tell you exactly how I feel, maybe all new, all excited. I am going to say it, "Charlie, I love you." He turned, kissed Charlie, and began to cry.
"Damn!" Henry said, "I didn't mean to throw it at you, and here I am, silly me, crying because you make me so happy."
"No apologies necessary, Henry, honest emotion doesn't need an apology. I can't think of a single reason for apologizing for making me so happy. I love you, you love me, and isn't that what every man wants to feel, that the man he loves loves him?" Charlie kissed away Henry's tears, then kissed him passionately on the lips and said, "Let's go make our appearance at the party, then come back here to spend the night. Is that all right with you, love?"
Henry said, "It sure is, particularly the part about coming back here to spend the night with my lover." This time he took Charlie's hand and led him to the party.
Rose had the piano in the hall again, and sofas and chairs were there for all the guests. Yolanda invited Henry and Charles to "choose their poison." Each chose a glass of ice water. Hand in hand they moved to a love seat opposite Sam and John.
The music had started, and singing had begun lustily. Charlie and Henry joined in to all the songs, for they were songs they had grown up with, or ones that were popular through the rest of their lives. Favorite Frank Sinatra's songs popped up often, but so did Barbra Streisand, and some much earlier, Bing Crosby, Perry Como, Jo Stafford and Peggy Lee.
Before they knew it, midnight had crept up on the party goers. At the sound of the chime from Rose and Yolanda's grandfather clock, couples began to hug and kiss, and wish one another "Happy New Year."
John and Sam came to hug Charlie and Henry, and to wish them the best for the year to come. Charlie said, "This year has already become my best year in many. I've found Henry, and here I'll stay!"
Henry shouted out, "I've found Charlie, and I'm staking my claim." Everyone laughed.
Charlie and Henry thankedTRose and Yolanda, and asked if they needed any help. "No," both declared, "There was little clean up for this party. Every glass was throw away, no washing required. Run home and enjoy yourselves," Rose ordered. And Charlie led Henry back to his apartment.
In the bedroom, Charlie asked Henry, "I felt John rub his hard cock against my front when he hugged me. Am I imagining things?"
"No," Henry answered. "He often takes a hug as an opportunity to push himself against men. I don't like it, but I don't know how to deal with it, so I just pretend it didn't happen."
"Henry, if it bothers you, then we'll put a stop to it. I don't want my lover to have to put up with any such nonsense. You are entitled to choose who you want to rub against you, and I want to be the only one."
"No problem with that, Charlie, I'll be happy to stick with you. And now that we're back in your bedroom, how about you sticking that beautiful penis up my rear end?"
"Love, your wish is my command." Charlie slowly unbuttoned Henry's shirt, pausing to rub his nice, slick chest, concentrating on the nipples, while he kissed Henry. Henry had to bend down a bit, for he was four inches taller than Charlie. When he did bend down, he wrapped his left hand around Charlie's back, while his right hand rubbed Henry's cock.
Not to be outdone, Henry was rubbing Charlie's furry chest, also concentrating on the nipples with his right hand. They quickly removed their clothing and pulled each other into bed, to chuckles and laughter. Thus began the happiest New Year's Day for each in many years.
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