VANCE STREET by Mike Austin
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VIII.
Friday morning and Ivan woke early; excited about the upcoming show work and after feeding `birdie and friend', bounded downstairs and took an earlier bus so he could get through some work emails at his desk as he was out of pocket for the IT staff to update his personal laptop with network access. He'd alert Gary the hot IT guy about his laptop's location and focus on time in the trenches, well so to speak, with Alex. Only 3 other riders were on the bus as he sat in silence, after additional stops, the ridership increased to 12, but all weren't awake or sat in silence. At his stop, Ivan exited the bus and as it pulled away, a jogger slowly approached from the campus. As he neared, Ivan saw that it was the jock from earlier in the week with the snide remark. This morning in lycra running gear, he showed a major crotch bulge as he passed, uttered "morning" and left Ivan standing in the damp fog with a straining cock of his own.
The early ride denied his coffee need and he was looking forward to hitting the beverage bar, making his way down the block and into the company bldg., badging in and finding the various light switches, brought the long hallway to life. He turned at the movable panel, poured hot water and made a cup of instant, then headed for his office. He found almost 100 new emails as he scanned his inbox. He opened those from John or Grace first, then Alex and finally the other department heads, reading the HR announcement of him joining the company this past Monday. He forwarded that email to his mom. Noting calendar updates, all the meeting schedules were in place and he updated his personal cell phone calendar as well, having to do that until the IT staff synced his cell and laptop to the system. He then set about reviewing the music set up from yesterday, using the extended version and show blocking they'd done already and not having a SmartBoard of his own, did some `old school' rough sketches, of backdrops and any props that may enhance the performance. He wanted to be ready to review these ideas with Alex early on. He hadn't realized he was there an hour when he heard a female voice in the distance, "hello, hello, who's here" and he replied, "it's me Ivan" and went out to find Gracie, rather tentatively looking about. She was relieved and grinned, "wow you're early, out trying to catch the worm or A Worm", she teased? He apologized for not having started the coffee, being unsure of the steps, then learned from a quick demo.
It was during their morning banter, they heard the Cat People theme being sung, from the long hallway and both knew it was Alex. Emerging into Grace's open reception area, he stalled a bit, seeing Ivan already there. Grace remarked to Ivan, "there's your worm" and both laughed as Alex stood a bit bewildered at the comment. Ivan nodded for Alex to follow him to the office and began showing the rough sketches he'd worked on already. Alex offered few changes and they took them off to his office and the SmartBoard. The large open staging area was soundproofed and he fired up the theme song, which prompted Ivan to begin a slow mo arc of his upper torso, almost as a pre-workout routine. "Gimme a sec, lemme change" Ivan urged and disappeared to his office and returned with his backpack, then stood in the changing room outside Alex's office and donned his own lycra and dance shoes. He reemerged in a black and silver diagonally striped lycra suit and black shoes. His crotch was tightly but appropriately packed for support and movement. "Que it up again from the top" Ivan requested of Alex and the theme boomed about the staging area. Ivan had cast the start-up with an ultra slow, long striding walk-in that led into an even more painfully slower curl into a ball on the floor. His timing was to replay the first 20 seconds, 3 times as he crossed from stage left to center stage. He envisioned a lycra suit of silver mylar with a spot that would follow the walker but not illuminate his face. The slow pace of the opening 60 seconds would sufficiently set the drama of the production and slow curl into the ball on the floor would punctuate the beginning. The next 45 seconds would be repeated twice, as an echo chamber, then have Ivan slowly emerge from the curled ball, stretching one leg, then an arm, the other leg and ensuing arm until he was flat on the floor, face down. At music point: 58 seconds, his form would begin a slow rise and arc, even as the music pace ramped up. The juxtaposition of his slow mo arc set against the upbeat tempo would serve as emphasis, until in a full upright statuesque position, he'd spin in a series of pirouettes, followed by a slow leap to each corner of the stage area. Fortunately, Alex had the forethought to set the recorder camera to capture the 1st run through and Ivan's initial imagery. From the sudden burst of pirouettes and leaps, Ivan folded back into a curl and another dancer, a female, would enter from stage right, similarly attired, repeat the slow paced entry and curl onto the floor "a la Swan Lake". The first tempo resumed and then both dancers rose entwined, then back to back, reached their arms high into the air and began a jazz dance routine, with the theme set to that dance mode and pace. Ivan paused, wiping his face with his towel, Alex jumped up and said "John has to see this right now. You're amazing." Returning to his office, he buzzed John, Grace answered and advised "he's on a call", Alex replied have him come to the stage area RIGHT NOW when he's off the phone" and hung up. Ivan was cooling down as Alex asked how long he'd practiced this and Ivan replied "about an hour ago in those old school rough out sketches" and still panting a bit, the staging door swung wide and John came hurriedly to Alex's office. Somewhat worried at the urgency, Alex told him to sit down and give them 5 minutes. He had Ivan relay the work done this a.m. with his old school sketches and mental imagery, as Alex shuffled the sketches before John, and this is what I envision as a rough first draft. With that Alex hit the play button of the recorder and John watched as his new hire, more than surpassed his vision of this performance. John was stunned, "OMG this is fucking awesome; keep this up and we may need to expand this into a full-on show" then stood, gave the guys two thumbs up and exited the staging area. Ivan was pumped, he'd go jack off if there was time or a place, but sat there, watching Alex make some entries to the audio and make notes for further enhancements. The pair continued their collaborative effort and late morning, Alex got buzzed and it was Towns with an update on the fabric and rigging and wondered if the guys had time for a show and tell, mock up sample. Alex enthusiastically accepted Towns' offer and the three agreed to meet in the facility office at 1:00, giving them all time for lunch, and such. At the meeting, Ivan let Towns know he'd seen Dave as he got home last night and understood they were longtime "friends", then winked and smiled. Towns somewhat blushed then began showing the guys his mock-up rig and pointed to the easy assembly and demo. Alex indicated the progress they'd, well Ivan had made almost overnight and showed John this a.m. who went away adding this might be a candidate for a future company show, which really caught Town's interest. Alex and Ivan worked away the afternoon, but at 4, Alex reminded Ivan of his date and announced he was leaving for the day. Ivan asked if they needed to work more over the weekend and Alex suggested they play Saturday by ear and he'd phone him with plans. They actually hugged and both left the staging area, Ivan returned to his office and learned from Grace the IT guy had synced his laptop so all was set. The day was winding down and he said his good byes to Grace and then Shelly and headed for the bus. Dave met Ivan at the bus stop and the pair rode home relating each other's days.
Ivan asked Dave if he had dinner plans and learning he was free, invited him to join him at the café around the corner. Dave jumped at the idea, at which point Ivan suggested asking Towns to join in? Dave beamed and dialed Towns' cell and after a short chat and nodding agreement, hung up beaming and asked if 6:30 was ok. After all three agreed on the time, they finished their bus ride home, bid bus driver Stuart a good evening as they exited and walked the short distance to #14, then disappeared to get cleaned up for dinner. After dinner, Dave invited the others for drinks at his place. They made small talk over dinner with Ivan going on about how quickly Towns had solved the screen idea and toasted him as such, with iced tea. "I'm not a real big drinker" admitted Ivan to the other two and was content with a glass of white wine, before claiming a need for rest after the long day. He really wanted to make his exit in case Dave and Towns wanted to trick. Climbing the stairs, he thought of his achievements this week, "birdie and friend", then of his mail, so he returned downstairs, emptied his mailbox and went back to #L, exhausted but horny. He made "supper" for his pair of avian friends, watched them nudge each other and feast, then fly away. The purple haze of sunset hung in the double wide window, as Ivan groped his crotch and teased an erection. He noticed other apt lights across the alley, glow as their owners/renters arrived home from work. The lights punctuated the back of the adjacent building and that's when Ivan first noticed the body builder sort across the small alley looking back at him. Ivan leaned against the window, waved tentatively then turned and stripped down, returning to find the body builder still at his own window apparently watching Ivan's routine. Naked, Ivan began to slow stroke with his mystery man paying close attention. The combination of the day, excitement, denial, edging and now hand worship, sufficiently set Ivan's cock in growth mode. Mystery man reciprocated. Both stroked in unison until at one point, the body builder came on his window and releasing his blinds, disappeared into the depths of his apt, leaving Ivan with an aching hardon to get off. Left with a serious case of blue balls, Ivan hauled out his laptop, pulled up a Pornhub vid and set about finishing off what the bodybuilder started. In no time, his orgasm flooded his abs, chest, thighs and crotch. He drifted off to sleep soon after. He woke about midnight to pee and staring into the medicine cabinet mirror reconsidered his first week at #14 --L and what a launch it had been before returning to his bed and an even deeper sleep.