Chapter 10

I woke to the sound of the shower going the next morning.

Apparently I needed the extra sleep. Looking at the clock on the bedside table I saw that I'd been out almost 12 hours.

I got up and went into the bathroom, and found Rob sitting the chair I'd left in there yesterday. He was enjoying the water from all three showerheads, much like I would do sometimes.

"Damn," he said, once he realized I was in there with him. "I've got to get my bathroom fixed up like this one."

"Those who try it tell me the same thing." I reached to the far wall and removed the shower gel I kept on the shelf there and pulled my wash rag from the hook right beside it. After wetting the rag I poured some of the gel into it and began to wash up. I could see the rag Rob had used lying on the floor beside the chair. After lathering up a bit I washed up around my stomach, then my arms and then my legs and feet, ending with my crotch and ass. As usual the hot water against my skin invigorated me and before I knew it I could feel a stir in my loins as my cock was beginning to come alive once more.

Rob noticed the movement and turned around just enough to grab my cock and pull me closer. He opened his mouth and once more totally engulfed my hard rod, not stopping until his nose was at the base. I felt him licking under my foreskin and probing into my piss hole, all the while slightly bobbing up and down on me at the same time. As soon as his humming started I knew it wouldn't be long befor I gave him another hot load. But, just as I felt that familiar stiring in my loins, he stopped and pulled back.

"Turn around and grab your ankles," he told me.

I knew what he was planning so I did as he asked and turned around and grabbed my ankles, thus exposing my ass and ass hole to his full view. He moved the chair around and pulled it closer then planted his mouth on my right ass cheek and sucked until I felt his tongue slathering around on my skin. He stayed in one spot for a minute and I knew that when he quit I'd have a huge bruise back there, but it didn't bother me. No once but him would see it anyway. I tended to heal up quickly, so I knew it would be gone in less than a day, in plenty of time for my next encounter with the boys on Friday. There would be only a slight discoloration when Henry and LuAnn came by later tonight though and I could easily explain that as an old bruise.

Then I felt him move closer to my ass hole and he planted his mouth right over my rosebud and began to lick and probe with his tongue, only pushing in a little ways though. I squeezed hard and tightened up back there, denying him too much entry. His tongue continued to probe and then he went lower and began to lick between my ass hole and the base of my balls. Once, when I tried to move a bit, he just asked me to stay still, and I did. I wanted to enjoy this moment for as long as it lasted. Rob was very talented with his mouth and tongue and was doing things to me that no one else had yet accomplished. It was truly amazing and I was loving every minute of it.

"Hey there, Rob. I'm starting to cramp up and I need to stand up a while."

He grunted something but I had no idea what it was. I do know that he pulled my cock backwards and into his mouth once again, started humming once more, and before I knew it I was shooting another couple of hot loads into his mouth, which he eagerly swallowed.

"I could do this all day, Mike," he told me.

"I could to," I answered, "but I have plans for tonight so we'd better end this for now. I've still got a meal to prepare and a little cleaning to do around here before they get here."

"Anyone I know?"

"Maybe." I wasn't going to tell him unless he guessed and then, even if he did figure it out, I might just keep it to myself anyway.

We both finished our shower, with no extra hanky-panky this time, and retreated to the bedroom and retrieved our clothing and got dressed. No small talk this time. We got all our things on and then walked out to the living room, where I escorted him to the door.

"We've got to do this again sometime," he told me before he turned and walked down the walkway to the sidewalk, turned to the left and headed towards his house.

"He does have a good looking ass!" I thought to myself as I watched him walk away. "Damn shame his cock is so small though!"

I closed and locked the door, out of habit more than anything else, and retreated to the kitchen, where I got out the broom and dust pan and began by sweeping the floor. Once that was done I got out the mop, filled the sink with hot water and some Pinesol, and mopped the floors. I wanted the house to be clean when my company got here.

Once that was done I went to the pantry and started pulling out my ingredients, diced tomatoes, kidney beans, mild Rotel, and tomato paste. Then I got out my deep cooking pan and the electric skillet. After placing the skillet on the counter and the pan on the stove top I went to the refrigerator and pulled out the ground round and the small package of Jimmy Dean sausage I'd thawed out over night, along with two bell peppers and a whole onion. After I put them in the sink I opened one of the cabinets and pulled out three packets of chili seasoning and I was then ready.

I started by dicing up my peppers and onions and browned them in the skillet. First I browned the sausage, drained it and put it aside. Next I opened the hamburger and placed it in with the other ingredients and added my seasoning and browned it until all was done. In my pan I added the diced tomatoes, the Rotel, the tomato paste and kidney beans and let them warm up. About 30 minutes later I added my concoction of suasage, ground beef, onions, and bell pepper, along with the chili seasoning and mixed them real good. I let it simmer on the stove for about an hour and then got out my crockpot, set it on the counter and plugged it in then transferred all the ingredients from the pan to the crockpot, turned it on medium, and let it simmer the rest of the day. By the time the Listers got here it would be ready for consumption.

The next thing to do was clean up my mess, so I filled the sink with hot water once more and added my Dawn and started washing the utensils I'd used in preparing the meal. After that I dried everything and put it back where it belonged. I stood back and admired the cleaniness of the place. If there's one thing I can't possibly stand, it's a dirty house. Call me fickle, but it's the way I was raised and I'd done it all my adult life. No sense in stopping now. Besides, it was a habit that I didn't want to break.

I went to the couch and sat down, intending to read for a while and just relax but when I looked at the clock over the stove I realized the Listers would be here in another 30 minutes, so I jumped up, checked on the chili to make sure it was ok, and then went to the bedroom to change into something more comfortable, like a pair of shorts - no underware - and a loose-fitting, button-up short-sleeve shirt. Nothing elaborate, just sensible. By the time I was finished the time had gone by and there was a knocking at the door.

I went over and unlocked it, opening it to see my guests standing there, waiting to be ushered inside.

"Come on in," I told them.

Henry produced a 2 litre bottle of Cherry Dr. Pepper and I had to smile.

"No wine?" I asked.

"No. No wine," he answered. "LuAnn and I discussed it and we thought we should bring something you liked and, since we didn't know if you liked wine or not, we decided on this," and he once more held up the plastic bottle. "I knew I couldn't go wrong with this." And everyone laughed at that one. But to me it was the perfect drink for what I'd planned to serve. I also had iced, sweet tea in case they wanted that for refreshment.

"Supper is ready whenever you are," I told them. "Would you like to eat now, or wait a bit?"

They looked at each other and then back to me, "Why don't we go ahead and eat now?" Henry said. "That way we can enjoy the meal first and the 'activities' afterward, once it's all settled that is."

"What is for dinner?" LuAnn asked.

"I've decided to treat you to my home-made chili. It's my own special recipe and I've had a lot of compliments on it over the years."

"Sounds good," she replied. "We both love chili, too. I can't wait to try yours."

We went into the kitchen and they sat at the table while I retrieved the crockpot and set it in the middle of the table, where it was within easy reach of everyone. I went back to the cabinet and got a ladle for the chili and a box of crackers from the pantry. I sat down and asked, "Do you mind if I say a prayer?"

"Not at all," Henry answered. "We'd be honored."

I closed my eyes, bowed my head, and started, "Lord, we thank you for such a wonderful day today. We thank you for good company and great friends, as well. We ask that you be with each of us, Lord, as we go about our lives from day to day and that You continually watch over us in all we do. Now, we ask that you bless this food to the nourishment of our badies and thank You for providing it for us. Amen."