Catering with Benefits (1) - 2. Strawberries and Cream

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Craig invited Justin to his Kingsford apartment for dinner on Saturday. Justin showed up on time with two bottles of wine, one red & one white as he did not know if Craig had a preference. Craig prepared a simple meal as he did not want to spend all evening in the kitchen. After an initial hug on arrival, Craig put the white wine in the fridge and gave Justin a tour of his home.

Craig enjoyed his home and had decorated it simply but tastefully. He brought some furniture and decorator items from his parents’ home and his grandparents had given him some old family items they had put in storage when they moved to Sydney. He had done the decorating himself and was pleased with the result. Justin was also genuinely impressed and told Craig so. It was a two bedroom unit on the third floor. It had a galley style kitchen with all the necessary appliances. The combined dining/living room was furnished with an older style but comfortable looking sofa covered in a dark blue fabric, a low table in front of the sofa and a dining table that sat four people but could be extended to accommodate six. Craig had set the table with red place mats and matching napkins, wine and water glasses and cutlery. There was a balcony leading off the living area with two cane chairs and many potted plants.

Craig’s bedroom had the queen size bed he had bought himself while still at his parents’ place and he had a few of his childhood memories framed and hung on the walls. These included a collage of photographs ranging from nude baby photo to his university graduation. There were also achievement certificates for sport and academic subjects. Justin thought it a beautiful idea but was a bit jealous he could not do the same as he had very little from his unstable childhood and his possessions had always been quite minimal. The second bedroom had a sofa-bed for guests, but was usually used as Craig’s study. Justin looked around and noticed that one wall was complete bookshelves. On the bookshelves a few dog-eared classics that were probably from Craig’s school days, lots of nursing medical books, cookbooks and some books about business and money management. One shelf had modern novels by authors such as Alan Hollinghurst, David Malouf, David Marr and a book he wanted to read, Andre Aciman’s, Call Me by Your Name. There was also a collection of DVDs of various genres. Distributed among the books were a few other items from Craig’s childhood, such as trophies, souvenirs from family travels and what Justin thought was an old hospital bedpan. He was looking forward to the explanation of that. All the shelves were stacked very neatly except for the bottom shelf. There he noticed an untidy collection of gay magazines and newspapers.

Craig opened the white wine and they enjoyed that while he prepared the meal of steak with pepper sauce and two vegetables. Justin opened the conversation by asking Craig, “Do you often ask your patient’s home for dinner?”

“No, of course not, that would be very unprofessional.”

“So why me?”

Craig stumbled over his words in reply “Well, um...it’s just that....”

“Are you embarrassed?”

“I suppose I am a bit, but bugger it, I like you Justin. Simple as that.”

“Thanks, I like you too, that’s why I asked for your number when I was discharged from hospital.”

Now that the initial awkwardness was out of the way they began to relax and feel comfortable enough to share their thoughts and their more recent life experiences first.

“So, how long have you been nursing?”

“About 5 years now, I got my first job at St Vincent’s after graduation and I’ve been there ever since.”

“So you like it a lot?”

“Yes, I guess I do. It’s really satisfying to help people to better health. So how about you, during our chats while you were confined you didn’t tell me what you do.”

“I just do casual bar and waiting jobs around town. Well I did, not sure what I will get now, I’ve not called in since the accident. I should do that soon.”

“So you don’t have a permanent job.”

“No, just casual.”

“Doesn’t that make you feel insecure?”

“No not really, I get by, though more shifts would be nice.”

“Is that the only work you have done?”

“Yep, that’s me.”

“Do you make enough for rent and living expenses?”

“My aunts are pretty flexible about that.”

“So, you live with your aunts?”

“Well yes I do. Craig, do you interrogate all your dates like this?”

“Sorry, Justin I didn’t mean it to sound like that. It’s just that I couldn’t function without certainty of employment. I guess that’s just where I come from. My family has expectations and I’ve grown up to place expectations on myself as well.”

“Well good on you.”

“Hey mate, I’m not being critical. I’m just trying to understand.”

“I guess we don’t have family expectations. I barely have a family.”

“How about you open that red wine while I plate up our dinner.”

“So the inquisition is over?”

“You bet; I just want us to share a good meal and let’s chat about something else.”

They enjoyed the red wine with the steak and discussed safer topics like music, movies and travel.

Dessert was to be strawberries and cream, and indeed it was but not served as Craig had planned. Craig took the used plates from the main course to the kitchen and was about to prepare the strawberries when Justin arrived in the kitchen. He had already removed his shirt and this took Craig by surprise, albeit a pleasant one. Justin interrupted Craig’s plan to remove the tops of the strawberries and whip the cream, by lying on his back on the kitchen bench, right where Craig was about to work. He demanded that Craig whip the cream and spread it over his chest. Craig was up for it, so did as ordered. He whipped the cream till it was stiff, spread it over Justin’s tight, lean six-pack then dropped the strawberries onto the cream. Craig then fed one strawberry to Justin and had one himself. They continued till the strawberries were finished, then Justin told Craig to lick up the cream and not forget the two little dollops that Craig had mischievously put on Justin’s nipples. Always dutiful, Craig complied and finished up by licking the cream from the nipples and feeding it to Justin via a kiss on Justin’s parted lips. Craig then ran his tongue down Justin’s beautiful body, felt the ripples as his tongue passed over his six pack then down to his flat abdomen and stopped when he reached the waistband of his jeans. He undid the button and slowly pulled down the zip. Immediately, out popped Justin’s perfectly formed, circumcised, fully erect penis, as Justin was not wearing underwear. This was the first time Craig had seen Justin fully erect. The last time he had held Justin’s penis it was flaccid and Justin unconscious. But now, he placed his lips to the tip and his tongue into the opening then he slowly let his lips slide down the shaft until he had swallowed Justin entirely.

Craig had often found first dates awkward when held in a public place like a bar or restaurant. This was the first time he had a first date at home. He was not awkward and it seemed to him that Justin was not either. Justin showered while Craig stacked the dishwasher and they both met back in the lounge room. Justin returned wearing only a towel and by then Craig was beginning to feel a bit over dressed. While he removed his T shirt, Justin went down onto his knees and unzipped Craig’s jeans, pulled them down to the floor and Craig stepped out of them. That was when Justin found out that Craig was a boxer short man. While he liked to see the shape of a man’s cock tucked into jockeys, there was something intriguing about what was not revealed by loose boxers. He would have to wait a bit longer to see what Craig had to offer, and felt this was very unfair, as Craig had not only seen his cock before but was probably the first part of him that Craig had laid eyes on. They finished off the last of the red wine between kisses then Craig led Justin by the hand to his bedroom. Craig wondered who was going to undress the other first. Then upon thinking about the advantage he had over Justin he indicated Justin should remove the boxers and then they would be equal. The boxers came down swiftly as Justin was keen to see, kiss and taste Craig’s manly assets.

They both were lying on their backs, penises reaching up perfectly straight when Justin noticed they appeared to be very alike. Both circumcised, both perfectly formed heads and he wondered, could it be they we are the same size. To test this he kneeled over Craig and put their penises side by side. He looked Craig straight in the eyes and said “I think it’s a sign.”

“What, that you are horny as hell.”

“Well, that too, but we are exactly the same size. Maybe that’s a sign that we are a perfect match.”

Craig raised his upper torso and leaned back on his elbows to see this revelation that Justin had discovered. “I see what you mean. Now put your tongue in my mouth and let’s see if they are a perfect match.”

Sunday morning they rose late, showered and went to Coogee beach for brunch followed by a walk along the beach and the headlands. The day out finished with an evening meal at Coogee Bay Hotel. From there, Craig drove Justin to Central Station for the trip back to Hurstville and Craig went home for some sleep, as he was on night shift at 11.00pm.