VANCE STREET by Mike Austin
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Sunday morning, they slept in, only time for coffee, before Tim headed out to the hotel, meet the Peters for breakfast, help the Peters get their stuff together, load the limo, get over to the condo and on to the hospital; hopefully in time for Dr. Markel's rounds and the go-ahead to discharge Alex. In the interim, Ivan fed B&B, made the bed, got cleaned up waiting for Tim's text or call and made a call to his folks with the week's update. After their detailed phone call, Michael reminded his younger brother that he was still planning a trip to visit one weekend soon. Ivan replied, "just don't rush" then ended the call with both boys laughing.
At 1:00 came Tim's text, `On my way to get you to check out the screen, be there in 15'. Ivan was ready and downstairs waiting. Gordon was too and asked Ivan if he'd thought of his suggestion and Ivan said he had and they were discussing it but no endgame yet. As planned, Tim rolled up, Ivan jumped in and they headed across town to the small resale shop where Tim had found the screen. The frame was wrought iron and substantial, while the fabric pattern and colors were modern; a real intriguing structure and both agreed it would work just fine. They loaded it in the car, drove by Tim's apt bldg. to show Ivan the place, then back to Vance St. to bring in their first furniture purchase, as a couple. Tim was spot on, Ivan assessed, the colors were perfect with his pictures, the frame was a great match for the interior and Katia had been on her game with the original screen suggestion and placement. The new room addition was excellent!!! Tim needed to get back to the hospital.
Ivan took this opportunity to visit the furniture place around the corner, maybe cruise Jim Hemmings, buy a couple of small uplamps for the floor on either side of the screen for lighting effect, some lightbulbs and get the full effect before Tim returned. Tim's text at 7:30 said he was en route home' with Dave and would pick up Chinese unless Ivan had already started supper. For a moment, Ivan had forgotten that Dave was not staying at Alex's but coming back to his apt. In fact, Tim's text woke Ivan from a nap and he had no clue about supper, so was relieved to send Tim his reply, 'sounds great'. Ivan once again took in the image of the screen, lighted from two sides and how great the room appeared. He took a pic and sent it to his mom's phone. She though it looked great as well. He fed B&B and about that time Tim arrived home', quite impressed by the uplamps and screen's effect. Tim officially clocked out at 8:00 via dispatch and said he'd have the limo back in the morning after he got it cleaned out and run through the car wash. His plan was to drop Dave and Ivan off before hitting the wash, so that neither guy had to deal with the bus on Monday morning. They enjoyed General Tso chicken and stir fried veggies, then had sex. While the sex was good, it was ho-hum Ivan thought but dismissed it as both of them just being worn out and needed time together to reignite the spark. Still, Ivan thought, Gordon may be onto an idea if a 3-way would add punch to the bed................ Both guys slipped into a deep sleep
Meanwhile at Alex's, after he was discharged and settled into the condo, the Peters were so proud of his recovery and knew his pending rehab would be a success as well. They'd left the staff with abundant thanks yous and gracious wishes for the future. It was nice being in the condo's quiet and Alex was relieved to finally be back in "his space" to really begin his recovery. He hoped to be able to jack off tonight after everyone settled down. Fortunately, the other bedroom where his parents were set up was on the other side of the condo and not adjacent to his room. He could be a bit vocal once he knew the folks were asleep. He phoned Cirro and they had some raw verbal sex and Alex came for the first time in two+ weeks.
While the Peters got settled into their new room, they did sort of miss the convenience of the hotel and room service. Mr. Peters missed those hot fudge sundaes and Mrs. Peters had enjoyed their fettucine alfredo. Still, they were delighted their son was back in his element, his space and in his bed. They hoped the rehab would go well, even after expressing the conviction that Alex would sail through the rehab routine in fine form.