Tex Mex Chapter 4
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Chapter Four
Turns out there had been an explosion at a house about six hours west of us, and Luis and a partner would be there for several days redoing the piping. I told him to come back as quick as he could get away. We said our goodbyes and I hit END, let out a long heavy sigh and slumped back against the headboard. I gave little Jackie a few tentative tugs but wasn't really feeling it. I pulled up a game on my phone and played it for a while until a message popped up alerting me of an incoming call from one Wayne Wilson.
"Heeeyyy budddyyy" he said, trying to be funny "who are you doing this morning?"
"I wish" I said sadly.
"I'm free" he said.
"Nah, Wayne. I `preciate the offer but I'm actually not in the mood right now."
"Oh, still got the SanAn stallion with you?"
"No, he got called to work on a house explosion yesterday."
"Is that the one in Madisonville, I saw it on the news."
"Yep. Sounded like a mess from what Luis was saying. He's going to be gone at least three or four days."
"Ahhh, now I see why you sound so down. You're pining over your new toy boy."
"Very funny, Wayne. Did you have some reason for calling?"
"Nah, just bored. What you got planned for the day?"
"Nothing."
"You want to go to the lake and take the pontoon out for a ride, maybe do some fishing?"
"Don't you have to work?"
"I'm trying to burn some vacation time. I'm close to 300 hours and if I don't use it I'll lose it."
"Well, I don't have anything else to do. I'll come to your place, if you'll drive to the lake."
"Deal!"
On the way to the lake, Wayne asked me 1000 questions about me and Luis. I tried to ignore most of them. He called the marina and told them to take the pontoon out of dry storage and gas it up and stock the cooler with ice and a couple of six packs of Shiner. When he hung up, he brought up Blackberry Smoke on his phone and started singing along with them.
Two six packs of Shiner
99 cent butane lighter
Lucky Strikes and a fifth of Patron
Ice down that Igloo cooler
Tank of gas that oughta do er'
I can feel a good one comin'on
"Speaking of drinking music, what you got on the boat?" I ask.
"All the good stuff, Haggard, the Possum, Johnny C, Hank Jr and Sr."
"Cool, wake me up when we get there."
"Hey, Jackie, will you at least answer me one question?"
"Depends, what's the question?"
"How did I do on my matchmaking?"
"It's kind of early, but I think you done good, Wayne."
"That's good and bad for me. I mean I always wanted you to be happy, but at the same time I'll be losing my fuck buddy."
"C'est la vie" I say with a shit eating grin. "Maybe I'll start matchmaking for you."
"But I don't want to settle down, I just want hot, sweaty, stinky sex that leaves me weak in the knees."
"That'll change sooner or later, you ain't gonna want to grow old alone."
"It's better to burn out than fade away" he said.
We pull into the marina and Rob meets us at the door with the boat keys and Wayne touches his phone to the iPad in Rob's hand to make payment for the gas and beer. Wayne throws Rob the truck keys and we take off to the boat. This thing is Wayne's pride and joy. It's a 24' Party Barge with the tent sides on the back so he can pull up, tie off at the bank and get tied together with somebody in the enclosed private area. Right now, we have the canvas rolled up so we can enjoy the sun. I'm sure Wayne would like to have some of that hot, sweaty sex but it's not happening today. We head of the marina and into the main channel and Wayne digs to the bottom of the cooler and pulls out two cold ones. We ride around the lake and drink and sing drinking songs. We stop and swim for a while near a sandbar. As it starts to get late, we head back. It's west to the marina so we watch the sunset all the way back. Rob is waiting at the dock and gives Wayne the truck keys and starts prepping the boat.
"What you wanna do with the rest of this beer?" he yells.
"There's only a few left, you can have `em if you want `em" Wayne yells back.
Wayne drank six, I only had three so I got the honor of driving home. Of course, even though he kept me awake all the way to the marina he is sound asleep in the passenger seat. I pass his house and go straight to mine. I get out and go in the house and leave him sleeping in the truck; his choice of whether to go home or come in. I go to bed and about midnight I hear the truck crank up. I guess he decided to go home.
I wake up about 6am and check my phone. Text messages from Luis.
2:12 am Luis - Hey, are you up?
2:20 am Luis - Guess not.
6:00 am Luis – How about now?
6:08 am Me – Yeah, I'm up. Still in bed though.
6:08 am Luis – What happened to you yesterday? I tried to text you but never got any answer.
6:09 am Me – I went to the lake with Wayne. No cell service. The only messages I got from you were the ones at two in the morning.
6:10 am Luis – I just wanted to tell you, they sent in a second pair of techs to help us and we're done. I'll be back tonight. You want me to come over?
6:10 am Me – Does a bear shit in the woods?
6:11 am Luis – See you about seven. Eat in or go out?
6:11 am Me – I'll cook, any requests?
6:12 am Luis – Do you do Mexican?
6:12 am Me – Sure, anything specific?
6:12 am Luis – Tamales?
6:13 am Me – Ok, tamales, rice and beans at seven. Then I'll have a link sausage and some small potatoes afterward.
6:13 am Luis – I can hardly wait. See ya.
I laid in the bed till about eight and got up to start preparing for the tamales. I don't know how to make a small amount so I always have enough left over to freeze. I go into the freezer and get some flank steak and set it out to thaw in a pan of marinade while I get the masa, lard and dried beans out of the pantry. I have about 10 hours so I leave it to go call and wake up Wayne. The phone rings four times and goes to voicemail. Beeeeep!
"Hey, get your lazy ass up out of the bed!!" I yell into the voicemail. Since he didn't answer, I immediately call back, the way he does me all the time. Same results. The third time, it rings twice and he picks up "WHAT!!??!" he yells.
"Bring me my truck" I say.
"You got to be shitting me" he says.
"No, bring it to me, I'll take you back after lunch" I say "the key is over the sun visor."
"Fuck you" he says.
"Ok, fuck you too, see you in a few." I hang up.
After lunch, I take him back to his place while the adobo is simmering extra low. By the time I get back I'm ready to shred the beef and have my masa mixed up. Around 6:30 everything is finally getting ready just as I planned it. Luis hits my phone about 10 till 7 saying he's here. I punch the code and open the gate. Dinner is served.
"Wow" is all he says.
"You're not the first latino boyfriend I've had" I say "the last one was a cook."
"A very good cook, I'd say. Reminds me of mom's. I better quit you, or we'll both be searching for chubby chasers" he says, laughing.
"I figured we can work part of it back off."
"Damn, let me digest my food" he laughs.
We sit on the porch swing for a while, listening to the katydids and whippoorwills, Luis says he is so sleepy from the long drive and my great cooking. We decide to turn in for the night.
It's probably about 6:30 the next morning when I start waking up and feel him between my cheeks knocking at my back door. I look back and he looks like he's still asleep but I reach back and pull his cock away to get a rubber. He stirs and mumbles "I got tested, I'm clean". I still haven't been yet so I keep rolling the rubber and pinch the tip. I grab the bottle of lube and grease up and then reposition him. He has not softened even the tiniest bit. He lets me do all the work of getting it started and then, suddenly, he is wide awake and rolls me on my back and shoves it all the way in. I can feel his nuts slap my ass and it knocks the breath out of me for a minute. He holds it still and I can feel his heartbeat in my ring. Once I get used to it, he starts moving slow. He keeps a slow pace, dragging it out sensually. He shoves in all the way in again and leans down onto me and sticks his tongue in my mouth and wraps it around mine. He pulls it out and licks up the side of my face barely grazing the skin, causing a ripple of goosebumps all over me. He then buries his nose in my pit which I'm sure is way beyond the Old Spice by now. He takes a deep huff and starts to pound my ass faster and harder. I let out involuntary little grunts and throw my head back. He leans in and kisses each of my closed eye lids. He interlaces his fingers in mine and locks them in place as he almost violently pounds me. I start raising my ass to meet his thrusts. He is driving me wild. He shifts just a little and he's in the position I love, where his is sliding over my prostate on every stroke. I am literally shaking now. I can feel the cum boiling. He slams in and I squirt a little jet of pre.
"Cum for me, baby" he whispers.
I'm wound tight as a guitar string, when he speeds up the pumps and holding himself up with his left arm, he reaches between us with the other and grabs my cock and jerks my foreskin back as far and tight as he can. On his next stroke he slams home hard and I explode covering my stomach again. He is the only lover I've ever had who makes me cum like this. Two more strokes and I feel him throbbing inside me. He lets out a huge sigh and collapses beside me. When I catch my breath, I turn to look at him in the early morning light.
"I think I love you" I say.
"I know I love you" he says "what else do I have to do to make you certain."
"Ask me after round two" I tell him.
Lambodara 8/24/20
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