Ch. 36 Recovering from Birthday Sex, this is Recovery?
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| Until I find a better picture to use, enjoy the horny view, I am! |
Hi Guys!
Today is Thursday, the day after my real birthday, it's still early and everyone is off to work except me, I’m dragging ass today. Maybe some coffee with my Babe sitting in front of me would get me going, but work would not be the part that was going, and I know you know what the fuck I’m talking about too! I’m smart enough to have figured out the end of all this fun was coming, I just chose to ignore the inevitable. I also know for a fact, that Larry is in the same boat, and not his sexy motorboat too! So far, he’s staying local, I hope he never has to go off again without me! Okay, that’s Marcus the Dreamer talking?
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| I'm going to miss this! |
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| Biba's Restaurant in Sacramento |
CUT TO THE RESTAURANT DOWNTOWN
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| Biba's Ristorante Dining Room |
After being seated, some small talk, plus wine and appetizers,
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| Biba Caggiano |
I know you’d like to know what the girls had to say about
Larry’s great present for me a couple of days ago, and, yeah, it was a good
part of the conversation. Fortunately, Larry is a quiet guy, I’m the
motor-mouth of the group with big balls! (Remember, Larry said from now on,
I have the biggest balls between the two of us! Ha ha!) Well, I had a
couple of days to think about what I’d say if it came up. And, Larry stayed
calm and collected during the Q and A too! I think I’m rubbing off on him big
time now, maybe he wants his big balls status back?! I would!
It started out simple, “What did you think about his gift to
you?” That was easy, so I recited back everything I could remember, you know
the key points. If you think the new sheets escaped his wife’s attention, you’d
be wrong. Maybe she watched him struggle to put them on, or maybe she caught
the old sheets in the laundry? She knew! The flowers, not until I brought it
up. Larry, it’s okay, I have this! Never give the opponent a chance for the
upper hand! I tied it to the Picnic basket his wife Ellen helped him make, I
told her she was so thoughtful having flowers for my birthday too, and made a
big point of thanking her! I said, guys like flowers too you know, it’s sad
that we only get them when we are sick in the hospital! And, cold Merlot Wine
and ice, I’m mean, Ellen you made my friggin day! (I don’t say the word fuck in any form of
that word in front of the ladies. Unless I’m really fucking mad!) She
looked at Larry, smiled and told me, I’m so glad you liked the Lunch! There was
an off chance that she’d give her husband the credit, but she let it ride. Now
Larry can tell her later that he thought it would make her gift more special
for me! See, we both win! Well, the Q and A is not over yet! Not by a long shot,
bring it on girls, bring it on!
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| Merlot |
He told the girls about the naked boating himself! Well,
maybe his tan was losing the lines a little too much, especially around his no
longer white hairy ass? I mean, could be? Now it’s getting tan too! Ha ha!
Okay, I don’t mean to take away the guts it must have taken to jump in once
more on being naked. I wrote several weeks ago, how he jumped in and defused an
awkward situation someone tried to put me in, about my naked swimming. He simply
said, “we like to soak in the sun, and we are now cool about being naked around
each other, so yeah, the pants came off along with the shirts!” The kid is
picking up stuff from me faster than I ever thought he would! I’m so proud of
you Babe, talk about defusing situations!
Ellen, Larry’s wife is not used to his new behavior at all,
it’s 180° from what she’s expected from him. She doesn’t see him from my
viewpoint and has no idea his homophobia was an over the top closet act. Let’s
keep it that way Babe! I still think my wife suspects a lot more though, she’s
always said his “I hate everything gay shit,” was too over the top! She
suspects he’s covering up stuff about himself. I once overheard her talking on
the phone with one of her girlfriends, saying all the good-looking ones were
probably gay or full of themselves. We have not heard the last from her yet. So
far, I’ve never felt she thought that way about me. I’m such a “live and let
live guy,” moreover, she has never heard a negative word from me about any persons look
or lifestyle.
I’ll give Larry credit for not going overboard with his
comments though, he certainly remembered the part I taught him about learning when to
keep your mouth shut. My gut tells me, they want to know what happened below
deck that day; come on, new sheets, flowers, so on. I think I should take this
one if it comes up. But my gut also thinks they don’t know how to ask the
question yet. Everyone at the table likes the new and improved Larry, just to
not hear his anti-gay shit anymore, is a pure delight to me as well. I’m going to go out on a limb here, the wrong comment could
destroy two marriages, something neither one of us is ready nor willing to do.
I figured, it’s my birthday, I’m drinking, and maybe I might
let something slip by accident. Of course, I’m in control here. I just know
they want something more from us, so here goes. I address this to Ellen, but my
wife will be interested in what I have to say as well. They know Larry and I have been swimming after
dark, naked in my pool, that’s old history now. We rarely talk to them about
that anymore, but what might they be thinking about us living in such a small
space for a week, especially knowing my penchant for nudity.
I told them that one of the best things that happened
between Larry and me recently was his dropping the fear of being naked around me; that went a long way to making the trip to Big Sur in a small trailer a lot less awkward for us. Then I took a big
risk here and offered, “one of the most natural things guys have to deal with daily is
getting unexpected erections.” What followed was either brilliant or eminent
suicide for me; come on, after all we are married adults!
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| I sorry guys, I just had to do this, Male Anatomy 101 Ha! |
I was going to tell them about my erection problem when I changed clothes on the boat the other day but couldn’t figure how to tell them about it. No problem, the new and improved Larry told them! Politely, but told them I had to hide one in my slacks, before we left the boat! I figured I deserved that from him, big time! This time the laughter was hearty. It’s a good thing I have thick skin. I must remind myself to talk to him later about this! Nah, I’m so proud he can feel free to express himself now. So, now they know we have seen each other, more than a little naked, and are not afraid to talk about it, we certainly can’t be hiding anything after talking like this! I hope so!
There is one scenario that gets a replay in my brain repeatedly;
if you got this far with me in the journal from the beginning, you might know
where I’m going with this. The girls had previously chided Larry about being a prude
on nudity, that they were fine with swimming in the nude with each other for a
long time now. Obviously, there’s a special bond there. What if they had
a thing for each other? I mean, I’m just saying? What if everyone was waiting
for some one with big balls enough to bring up getting it on with each other, even just
some bi-curious sex? I’m going to let this thought develop; all four of us have
a vacation together coming up soon. What a great time to get this out in the open,
or not! I’m a fucken chicken when it’s prudent to be one! I’ll work on this; we
have time yet! In fact, I’m going to bring up the coming trip to change the
subject at the table next.
I asked the table at large to talk about our vacation coming
up. I added the idea of a cruise as well; we’ve already have cruised together a
couple of times, so it’s not a left field idea. But perhaps it’s too late to
book a cruise for this Summer though. Well, that idea got shot down until the
Winter months because the Caribbean was their chosen destination again. The
four of us cruised on the NCL Epic to the Caribbean and a Carnival
ship to the Western Mexico Rivera. We were great cruising together, but now, ah, yeah... it ought to be interesting! So, the topic went back to the Lake, and
whether it’s a large house to rent or two separate cabins. I’m going to spare
you the dialog, it’s still up for grabs, I think a large house sounds good. So,
when we get serious on this, I’ll be sure to write about it.
So, guess what? Until the entrée arrived, the topic went back
to my birthday event with Larry two days earlier. They want more details, everything two guys do on a
birthday bash! We got to the Delta King topic and then, the food started to
arrive. Well, that part of the story is easy, go figure that part gets
interrupted!
Well, enough writing about this shit for a while, after our dinner
was over, my car was waiting for me at the curb, Larry took care of the tip and
the driving, thanks Babe!
CUT TO RICK'S DESSERT DINER
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| Rick's Dessert Diner is never empty like this |
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| My Cannoli is going home |
Well, that was fun watching them stuff themselves, I guess.
But I get a Cannoli to eat tomorrow and they don’t! It wasn’t long before we
headed out to go home, and, per usual when the four of us are traveling
together, guys up front, girls in the back, that way there’s no crossfire on
the talking in the car. Besides, we all prefer it that way.
When the girls were talking and laughing it up loudly in the back
seat, Larry asked me if 'Shotgun Marcus' was having a good time tonight. I told
him, "you bet, you’re here with me!" He laughed, and said, “same thing for me
buddy, same fucking thing!”
A bit latter, closer to home, he told me to follow his lead
tonight, I looked at him a little quizzically, he noted how my face looked, and
told me it’s nothing, just an idea he had, nothing to worry about. I told him,
okay still not having a fucking clue what’s he’s talking about. And then I
promptly forgot about it, I had a lot of Merlot tonight! I’m not drunk, but I’m
glad I always have a ‘designated driver’ at times like this. Maybe it
was the wine, but riding as a passenger in your own car, is kind of cool. I was
looking around, checking out the headlights coming at us, saw the moon move, okay,
I think I’m kinda drunk. Maybe.
CUT TO MY POOL TONIGHT
Okay, listen up guys, what’s coming next could only be
written in a fantasy novel! You know me well enough now, that I’d be the leader
of the kind of shit that you will read next. Remember, it’s my birthday, the
tail-end now, maybe I’m a little tipsy, (AKA, drunk), and it’s been a really fucking hot day.
(Earlier, while shopping this
afternoon, my car showed it was 109° outside!) That’s ridiculous in early June where we live! Okay,
setup over, everyone wants to cool off in my pool, I just hope my pool
thermostat kept it at 85° or less too!
Oh, I’m not through setting up the scenario, I guess. Remember,
our wives have been swimming in the nude, (gender specific word),
for God knows how long now. Larry and I have been swimming naked, (gender
specific word), for a few weeks, and comfortable with it too. What’s
missing is what do you call all four… wait, I’m getting ahead of myself!
As I just said, this should be me doing this, but it wasn’t.
All four of us entered the house from the attached garage and then outside from
the Family Room to the Pool area of my backyard. There’s
maybe 9 or 10 yards
from the Family Room door to the pool, it’s all cool deck in this area. All
four of us, three of which are nicely toasted, one un-toasted, that be Larry,
are in the backyard headed for the pool now.
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| Sorry Babe this is the best I found |
This is where I’d tell you to close your eyes and open them for
the surprise when I tell you. Nope, keep them open, and watch Larry as he shed
his clothes along the way to the pool! Let me repeat that for you, in case you missed it, my
conservative, non-drunk Babe shed all his clothes, he’s fucking buck naked! No,
you say, yes, I say! But he doesn’t just use the steps into the pool, he jogs
another 40 feet to the deep end and dives in, with three pair of stunned eyes
watching, in total disbelief. Well, I enjoyed every second of it!
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| How I like my pool to look, bare asses |
So, you are wondering what your fucken hero, me, is doing huh? I’m slowly but surely having my fucking mind blown tonight! I want to fucken pinch myself to make sure I’m not dreaming. I’m not shitting you guys, you had to be here, it was a fucking trip! I should remind you of this I guess, I’ve mentioned before Larry and I share having ‘grower’ dicks, but our wives have rarely had to deal with that, when naked in front of them we are normal ‘shower’ guys. (Larry and I covered this feature about ourselves, in our discovery period at the lake, weeks ago. It's the one thing we shared that made us comfortable with each other naked.)
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| Not in this lifetime Marcus, nope! |
So not to be out done by my handsome and fucking gorgeous Babe
in the far end of the pool, I strut my naked ass, and mostly floppy dick all
the way down to my office area, I even did a couple of spins for the crowd, almost tripped over my own feet, climbed up the three steps and dove off the
edge of my deck. I have a feeling, it was a perfect dive, because all three
clapped for me! Or, maybe it was the sexy walk, maybe the absurdity of it all, I don’t know, it was different,
and Marcus liked it!
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| The finale of a performance by tipsy me |
When I dove into the pool, Larry moved out of the way, that
was a good idea, he had no idea what was coming next! Fortunately, I didn’t
crash into him, but coming up from down under, I grabbed onto his dick and yanked on it until I needed to surface for air. You don’t think I’m going to
be naked with my Babe and not try something like that did you? My yanking on
his dick started to get him hard, the last thing he wanted to have happen. When I
surfaced he said to me, “you little fucker, you are giving me a boner, you turd, I
suppose you’re happy, huh?” I laughed and dunked him so he could grab onto my
dick to see if I’d get one too. Nope, he tried but I'm a little to tipsy for that to happen
tonight. I told him he could fuck me with it, and all he said was, “yeah, right
away!” I told him to forget about it, and it will go away. It didn’t because I
kept on checking his dick every time I could! Oh, he going to make me pay for my evil doings, big time one day soon! (But I really liked pulling on his dick though!)
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| Evil me yanked his dick on every dunking |
I’m not shitting you guys, as crazy as it sounds, even for old
horny me, it happened, pretty much as I told it to you; I'm sober now writing this so, I think I wrote
about it accurately. I don’t think anyone
could dream up shit as good as this! Well, maybe the wine drinking loosened up
our inhibitions some, but Larry wasn’t drinking; yeah, but there’s something fishy
going on here, time will tell, I guess. My Babe will let me know how much of a
fool I made of myself later I guess, or maybe he’ll feel sorry for me and not
tell me, I’d like that version better.
This month, it’s been eight years that all four of us have
lived next door to each other. We all love and respect each other, but in
neighborly ways. Larry and I have our own story now, but the new and improved
version is only a few months old, last March to be exact! God knows how long
the wives have been “friendly” in the pool, I’m thinking a couple of years, at
least. But tonight, started a new chapter, fuck a whole new book! I’m still
fucking blown away, but in a good way! Oh, I think our next vacation is going
to be… you know, I don’t have the words just yet for that, I need to sleep on
this some. I think my dick is going to get a lot of action, one way or the
other before the morning, what do you think?
It’s time to end this year’s birthday! I'd say it's about time, but I've never had so much fun, ever!
Good night guys,
Marcus
Our journal continues in Chapter 37:
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