"Who's Your Daddy?"
Part 4
Downtown Springfield at times, has a retro feel about it. At least Daniel felt that way about his beloved city. Perhaps it was his age talking, or perhaps just good taste. In any event, "THE SEVANTER," an excellent down to earth restaurant, with a European flair, Roberto chose for dinner.
"I love this place," Roberto remarked waiting for the waiter to bring menus.
"Is that because you did the landscaping out front?" Daniel chuckled, teasing just a little. Danny was observant, seeing the landscaping especially attractive. He knew that Roberto had designed and planted it last fall.
"Yup, exactly right along with fucking the owner in the storage room," declared Roberto. "Oh yeah, I love this place."
"Allo," squealed Daniel grinning for lack of a comeback; you really are a slut, with garden dirt on your knees.
"I'm only kidding, I never did that! Didn't you ever hear of a joke?"
Roberto's comment was priceless and Danny knew he was joking. He said nothing more; however, that decision was short lived, and the talking Continued, as stupid as it sounded...
"Gentlemen – gentlemen, it so good to see you again, my darling man Roberto!" A slender girlie acting waiter, named Teddy, said to them. He was caring menus in his arm as if schoolgirls carry notebooks.
"Who's your `Daddy'?" yapped Teddy, starring at Danny, who smiled. Danny felt like laughing, but only grinned. "What a jackass," he quietly thought.
"Danny, this is Teddy, a super nice guy, and a little forward," said Roberto, introducing Teddy to Danny.
"Don't listen to a word he says darling, - I'm a lot forward, ha ha-ha. If I had to choose between two evils, I'd take the one I haven't tried before." – do you know who said that?" Teddy asked.
"Yes, you just did."
"No- you silly boy, I stole it. Go and look it up!" he babbled.
"Look it up, where?"
"Oh, go read a wall someplace," Teddy continued. Don't pay any attention to me darling!"
"I see that, believe me, I won't pay any attention to you, Tallulah," Danny replied.
"Okay men, check the menu and I'll be right back. Oh, and `butch' it up, they know me in here," Teddy remarked in a deep voice before walking away.
"That's Teddy, one never knows what he is likely to say," commented Roberto.
"I think he's a nut."
"Nah, he's harmless, well maybe a little nutty, but nobody cares," confessed Roberto. "He patted my butt one time when I was landscaping outside the restaurant last fall, mumbling "yummy."
"Well, he does recognize something awesome when he sees it, I'll give him that."
"I'm back, you lucky people, what are we having tonight? The prime ribs are splendid and the gravy, I mean the beef juice, is simply gallant. It is warm and favorable seeping over the crevices in the meat – simply divine.
My, you are a good looking man," Teddy said to Danny looming his eyes over his body. Indeed Roberto, now this is a man. Are there any more like you at home? Teddy asked.
"Stand up Daniel, and let Teddy see the bulge you're hiding under that table," giggled Roberto. "C'mon, it will be just like a day in Laramie!"
"I couldn't do that, you wore me out today! – "Teddy, you have no idea how wild Roberto can be."
"Oh my...stammered Teddy - baked or mashed potatoes?"
Teddy walked away and Roberto squeezed Danny's hand just a little.
"You're a surprise a minute. I didn't expect you to joke like that," said Roberto.
"I didn't care for the `darling' stuff. I hope I wasn't sarcastic. See, I know how to joke around!"
"No, of course you're not!" – "What is next to work on at the house? The ceiling is painted and I can do the walls tomorrow. I have a landscaping job, but that can wait," said Roberto. There is not much to it.
"If you want some help, I'll go with you. I can dig. I can carry shrubs, and I know how to plant, you just have to tell me where," said Danny.
"You would do that for me?"
"Of course."
"I pay for labor by the hour. It may not be a lot, but I'm a little guy, not a big time landscaper."
"What a coincidence, I pay per hour for a painter, lawn mowing, landscaping, and a handy man. Likewise, not a lot, but I supply bedroom benefits."
"I guess it's a draw," said Roberto, however I don't need any help tomorrow. It's a small job, and the shrubs are already there waiting to be planted."
By the time, they returned to the car, they had talked about everything. There was more talking during dinner than all week of being around each other.
Danny was especially happy connecting so well with Roberto. He was a refreshing possibility for somebody to love. Danny was extremely careful tossing the `love' word around. Gay people thrive on hook up, after hook up, after hook up, and each time, they think they are in love whenever the sex is great - so ridiculous.
Roberto leaned back in the passenger seat almost dreamy eyed. "Thanks for dinner. Nobody had ever done that for me before." He admitted.
"I hope nobody does, as of now, that is my job." Danny softly whispered in Roberto's ear. He kissed him in the parked car not caring who was looking.
"Do you know what I feel like doing now?" said Roberto.
"I can guess, but before you say another word, I am all in, just so you know."
"I want to drain you and get laid until the sun comes up. Making love is a corny expression, but I want that too with kissing, licking and whatever else pops into my warped head," confessed Roberto. He no longer kept silent, he rambled on talking and talking mainly about love and sex. The time had come, for Danny to get on with it.
Danny started the car immediately. The talking was over; the way they met, the way they acted and fooled around was slow and easy. They knew each other as friends having an effect being together. The feeling blossomed into an affair, something they both recognized as needy for the lonely hours, that gay folks often experience. Daniel had the man he wanted to love.
Danny swirled out of the parking lot heading the car back to the house. He didn't want to speed, however he moved quickly, cheating a little here and there.
"I'm struggling keeping my paws off you and driving at the same time," said Danny glancing at the man he thought was simply beautiful. He silently chuckled remembering Roberto telling him he was not a pretty man. What bull that was. Yes, he was not pretty – he was gorgeous having confidence, with an `all you can use' body. Daniel loved every inch of him.
It felt like minutes, however much longer, when Danny pulled into his driveway not going into the garage. It was merely stop, park and get to the door. The past week was a rehearsal, for this was opening night.
The house was quiet and smelling like paint. Roberto leaned against the wall just inside the closed door and Daniel held him touching and squeezing his butt. They didn't go to the bedroom just yet. Instead, Danny led a willing Roberto to the living room couch.
"I've been thinking," said Daniel.
"You have been doing a lot of that lately. Okay, let's have it. What is pushing around in your head now?" mumbled Roberto.
"How `bout you! - What have you been thinking?" quizzed Danny.
"Are we game playing here with 20 questions! I don't care what you're thinking."
"It's about you."
"Then I care."
"I like to fuck," Daniel admitted, however not surprising to Roberto. He was infatuated. Danny's crotch was his idea of magic, and Danny had something magical about him. Perhaps not everybody saw it, however Roberto's interest was in the man, and the man was a treasure.
Sex wasn't necessary for their friendship, but sex was there, and definitely a plus. There was no better time to be happy, and no better way to explain it.
"So what have you been thinking about," Roberto asked for the second time.
"Stay tonight with me; not for an hour, but until morning, when we can wake up together." Danny pleaded sitting next to Roberto on the couch in the disheveled family room.
"Can I talk frankly without you thinking I am some kind of slut?" replied Roberto.
"How many kinds of 'sluts' are there?" Daniel quizzed. "It seems to me that a slut is a slut, but I don't care about that," he boldly stated!
"Roberto!" continued Danny, "I want to be all over you like a lover gone mad. Slut is an excessive word, hell, they are all extreme words!"
"Yeah, I'm down for that. Maybe we can pick and choose what feels the best," replied Roberto, hating the entire conversation; it seemed pointless.
If Daniel is looking for a role model, I am not that guy, he thought quietly." ... ..." REALLY – "Are you sure about that!" a little voice in his head whispered to him.
"Who's your Daddy"
Part 5
Danny was adventurous and creative, when it came to sex, and didn't follow any playbook, with frivolous sixty-nine crap. Sixty-nine was something boys play discovering themselves.
Real men shy away from such asinine moves, in his opinion. Daniel was rather proper; however, he knew how to get Roberto overheated simply with a smile on his face.
They were plenty hot for one another, sitting on the couch, being two dumbass gay men wasting time talking about, `some of this, and some of that' when the real thing needed no playtime guesswork.
"I'll be right back," mumbled Roberto heading towards the bathroom. He was going to prepare for an all-night fucking session. Like any willing whore, he wanted to be at his best. He wasn't really a whore – just available.
On the surface, Daniel was a downright gentle person however, in bed he was an insistent man absorbed pushing sex to the limit. He liked being the aggressor. He removed his clothes and laid on the bed waiting for Roberto. His cock was hard pointing straight up anticipating a cheek to check meeting with a butt ready to fuck; for sure, he wanted it all.
Roberto came into the bedroom naked carrying his clothes in his left hand. The glow from the light shimmered on his husky frame. His dick (no small trinket) was firm and pointing downward. The hair on his chest bristled in the moonlight as well as the hair on his legs. He walked slowly to where Danny was resting on the bed and climbed on top of him. He sat on Daniel's cock and it slid right into him. Danny let out a breathy sigh of bliss never feeling quite this good before.
Roberto's butt swallowed Danny's dick like sliding into warm apple pie. The lube that Roberto applied gave Danny a summer's sleigh ride.
Daniel could make men happy in dark alleys. However, alleys were in the past, Roberto was the man he wanted.
"So what have you been thinking about," Roberto asked for the second time.
After all the discussion about sluts, Roberto expected to hear erotic talking from Danny; however, the action was far better than words.
Daniel's masculine nature plunged away with deep thrusts, working to hit a warm, but bottomless, pit. OH, there was erotic talking every so often, if one call's –"Yes, yes, yes," erotic.
There is a time for everything, and this time Daniel knew it was his moment to be the master of something more powerful than just friendship. He needed to drop rounds of warm cum into his boyfriend. He could not give a reason, other than getting off; it's something that men do.
It was Roberto, who started talking, asking for a daddy dick to impregnate him. He called himself daddy's whore. It was just talk, but arousing – very arousing. Danny was a little slow catching on, but when he did, he blabbered with words, sounding like an idiot, but he didn't care – nope, not a bit.
Danny flipped him around into different positions. He fucked him on his side, on his back, hanging off the bed, and standing up. He clung to him like a shadow, mumbling words, and worshiping Roberto in the strangest way.
Roberto obliged letting Danny do what he wanted. It was nothing complicated and especially hot when Daniel discharged deeply what felt like every bit of testosterone, stored in his body. Roberto absorbed every jab deeply that Danny threw his way. Fucking Roberto is tough for Daniel to explain; he never imagined it would feel this wonderful, - Gaud, it was good.
Danny didn't believe Roberto would arouse him as strongly as he did, however, at this point, nothing mattered. Danny was feeling twenty years younger. His cock was usually sad, but willing, however now happy, being deep inside Roberto's back door, surrounded with a hairy opening.
It was strange how they connected together in such a resilient way. Sex was nothing new to either of them; they shared an ironic adventure, far beyond what was expected. Everything came natural to them and so easy.
Roberto left the bedroom to wash up; Daniel called him a raccoon. He washed everything, before and after. He went to discharge cum and wash his butt before returning to bed. Danny liked that. He loved everything about him.
When Roberto returned Danny was resting on his side and fast asleep. He was making little sounds like a child at nappy time. Roberto had hopes of continuing sex but he could wait. Seeing Daniel content was peaceful. He could always dump a sticky mess by himself, compliments of his right hand.
However, jerking off wasn't in the cards. He simply cuddled against Danny's back wearing only a tee shirt. His naked crotch pressed against Danny's legs touching his warm flesh. Roberto was happy; he knew that he was home. This sounds trivial, however to Roberto, `home' meant - wanted and loved.
The room was getting lighter and although there was no direct sunlight, daybreak was happening. Roberto drifted back to sleep only to be awakened, seconds later, with a warm mouth gingerly licking his crotch.
Daniel managed to get the covers thrown back and was between Roberto's furry teddy bear legs. He was nibbling pubic hair and licking his plump cock that was firming up rapidly. Danny understood the two favorite things Roberto talked about the most was being a bottom and getting his dick sucked.
Roberto opened his legs wider and Danny settled between them. Danny slid his mouth over Roberto's junk having his dick held firmly by his lips.
"Hmmm, gaud, I love that," he mumbled so Daniel could hear him.
"I was in love with this, before I started," Danny managed to say. He loved sucking dick. He would swallow as much cock as possible and hold it there with his lips covering his teeth. The feeling was tight, and warm, assisted by his tongue moving, he would draw in and out slowly using his mouth as a tight wet hole. It is a remarkable feeling and doesn't take a heap of effort, to get somebody off rather quickly.
Danny liked things that were used, but in working order. He was never much of a gadabout cruising gay spots for a trick or a lover. He had a fair amount of on again – off again hookups, which meant little.
"Are you going to let me up?" Roberto whispered.
"Oh sure," Danny replied, sliding up next to Roberto. The sun was now shining through the slats in the blinds, indicating playtime was over. It was a new day.
"I have to say, you know how to give a blowjob. You hang right in there controlling a dude's dick." Roberto admitted. Danny had his arms placed behind his head, so Roberto ran his tongue through the hair under his arm.
Danny liked that and Roberto continued licking. This was a good, and a not so good, move. It aroused Daniel once again and his dick swelled, so he pulled Roberto to him, Lifted his body and sailed his cock into him with a gasp plugging his mischievous and willing butt.
"Take me Danny, take me!" Roberto groaned, almost begging. He was a true bottom and knowing how Danny could fuck, dick would be inside him often.
Daniel liquefied his butt cheeks with cum then Roberto went to wash, only this time to take a shower. Danny was right behind him and they showered together. They kissed like teenagers, fondled each other and Roberto stuffed Danny's dick in his mouth along with gushing warm water and soap. It was not a bit sexy, just fun.
In public, they were the best of friends by day and lovers of cock at night. They were not the only two people in town keeping desires secret, They were just good at doing what they wanted to do.
Roberto moved in with Danny. He painted, and repaired using his handyman talents; then landscaped the front of the house, making it look beautiful.
Danny worked with him landscaping for customers, and Roberto was the boss. However, home in bed, Daniel was in charge putting his dick wherever it wanted to go. Yep, then - he was the boss.
When Roberto came along, Daniel believed there was right and there was wrong, and Roberto was the right person, no mistaking that. The sex was astounding, the man was astounding naked and even more so fully clothed, far from any bedroom, Roberto was always Roberto!
Danny said it all – "I was in love before I started."
End
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