Raising the Limit-Book 1 - 2. Chapter 2

By the middle of the week David was swamped at work. He had signed a contract for the demolition of an old low-income housing project in Bradenton. There were 175 units that were being cleared to make room for a new affordable income housing complex. David had been working with his team, gathering information so they could start applying for permits and getting bids from contractors for various services they would need.

He hadn’t spoken to TC since Saturday, but they had texted each other everyday. TC would randomly text him a funny meme or some nonsensical question or statement. His sense of humor had always been warped and David found himself laughing out loud at his texts. He felt his phone buzz and glanced at the screen thinking it was another text from TC. Instead it was from his friend Miles. ‘BBQ Sat. 6 Bring pecan bars’. Miles and his wife Andrea, or Andi to friends, lived out east of the interstate on a small farm. They had about twenty acres adjacent to Myakka State Park where they kept some horses, and a few other assorted farm animals like chickens, cows and pigs. When they had bought the place fifteen years ago it was run down and in pretty bad shape. They had worked hard and during the first five years they renovated the farmhouse, demolished the old barn and built a new one and cleared nearly eighty percent of the land. Andi was a nurse and Miles was a Captain with the Fire Department. They weren’t able to have kids of their own, but had adopted a brother and sister who were now about the same age as David’s kids, one was a little older and one was a little younger.

This time of year Miles was known for his spontaneous barbecues and fire pit nights. He’d usually get together a group of eight or ten friends, whoever was available, and threw some burgers or chicken on the grill. Everyone who came brought a side dish or something and they spent the evening sitting around the big fire pit Miles had built, eating, drinking a few beers and shooting the shit. Andi loved anything with pecans in it and David had a great recipe for butter pecan cheesecake bars, hence the request.

He shot off a quick reply, ‘K, can I bring a +1?’

The thumbs up emoji was the reply.

David smiled and shot off another text, but this time to TC. ‘Wanna go to a BBQ with me Sat?’

It was only a few moments later when he got a reply, ‘Sounds good, just let me know when and where’.

David told him he would call later and finally slid his phone back in his pocket and got back to work. The rest of the day flew by and it was after eight o’clock by the time he got home.

He had just changed out of his clothes and was in his boxers when his phone rang. Looking at the screen he saw it was TC and answered “Hey, what’s up Top Cat?”

TC snorted and replied “I said you could still call me TC, not Top Cat. Do you ever listen?”

David cocked his head to the side and thought a moment before he laughed, “Nope, and it’s probably a lost cause!”

TC snickered back and retorted,”I’ll take that challenge!”

David laughed even harder and shot back, “In your dreams………...sir, with a little s.”

TC all out belly laughed, “You are such a shit! Damn, I’ve missed this.”

When their laughter died down, David replied, “I’ve missed it too. I’m glad you’re here TC.”

“So, what’s up with the barbecue this weekend, anything I need to know?”

David answered, “Just a small group, probably eight to ten, we eat, drink and socialize. They’re a good group of people, I think you’ll fit right in. I’m sure there’s a few things you’ll be able to discuss while we’re munching. I’m making pecan bars, I’ll let you claim half ownership, but you’ll have to come over Saturday and help me make them.”

David couldn’t see TC raise his eyebrow at the mention of munching, but he could picture it. TC merely chuckled deeply at the statement. In the BDSM world munches were informal get-togethers of like-minded people. Miles and Andi would occasionally turn their barbecues into an informal info session whenever their kids were gone for the weekend.

They chatted for a few more minutes, discussing mostly work and how their week had been so far. TC said he needed to get some work done on the computer so they said goodnight. David was sick of computers after spending most of his day on one. The best part about his job, other than getting to blow up buildings, was being able to be out in the field and not chained to a desk everyday. He didn’t want to look at any screen right now. He fixed himself a Crown and Coke, a rare splurge during the middle of the week, and headed out to his lanai.

David had bought the house shortly after he moved back to Florida nine years ago. The kids were six and he had kept them in mind when he was looking at houses. The neighborhood was family friendly, the development maintained a nice park, community center and pool. David’s house had three bedrooms and an office. The floor plan was split with his master suite and office being on one side of the house while the other two bedrooms and shared bathroom were on the other side. The open kitchen and living room separated the spaces. The kids could get noisy in their rooms, especially Owen who liked to game with his friends online. Lyssa could hold her own when she had her music on. She was learning how to play the guitar and David was secretly glad when she took the guitar back to Maine with her. One week was more than enough. Hopefully by the time they come back this summer her skills will have improved.

David lit his gas fire pit and enjoyed the cool night air and his drink. The water in his pool bubbled softly in the background, letting him know the filter was running. This week was flying by and at the same time he thought it would never end. He really did love his job, but it was tough when they got so busy. He’d have to make it a point to ease up a little bit. He needed to have his team do the same. They were working on two major demolition projects and the last thing anyone wanted was a mistake because something was overlooked by rushing.

David eventually found his thoughts wandering back to TC and the early days of their friendship. They had met the first day of their freshman year when they were assigned as roommates. David could still remember TC walking into their room, parents in tow behind him, boxes in everyone’s arms. TC had greeted him with that gorgeous smile and from that point on a beautiful friendship had developed. TC’s parents were nice, a little aloof, but nice. Even back then, David could feel the slight tension that had always existed between Triton Christos Panatopoulos and Nicolas Demetrius Panatopoulos. Over the next few years he crossed paths often with the Overlord and his wife. Overlord was what TC always called his father behind his back when he was pissed off at him, which while not a common occurrence, happened a little more than occasionally, but not as often as frequently. He liked TC’s Mom and Dad, they meant well, they were just brought up in a stricter environment and they fit the definition of helicopter parents quite well. Their social world was composed of other upper middle class denizens with a similar frame of mind.

TC’s parents had taken them both out to dinner before heading back to their hotel. They had driven back to Northern Virginia early the next morning. As soon as TC’s parents were gone the two new roomies unpacked and got to know each other. Other students quickly filled the dorm over the next two days. TC and David hung out together and explored campus. Move-ins were spread out over four days so as not to inundate the city all at once with 50,000 undergrads descending upon their home for the next eight or nine months. As it was, traffic was a nightmare, every hotel room was booked and restaurants had two hour wait times. By the time the weekend rolled around and all the parents had flown back to their nests, TC and David had settled into the proverbial college student role quite well.

That first Saturday they made their way through the rounds of frat parties and dorm parties. By the time they made it back to their room, which later on neither of them remembered how they got there, they were shitfaced and had more than a little bit of contact high from all the weed they had to inhale just walking through some of the rooms. They laughed at stupid stuff, crude stuff, and all around ‘that’s just not right’ stuff.

Talk eventually turned to sex and TC came out to David. David, in return, admitted that he was bisexual. He wasn’t a virgin, he had dated two girls and had sex with both of them. He also had a short term relationship with a guy and the first time he sank his dick into his ass he knew that his tastes leaned more toward guys. He had enjoyed sex with both of his girlfriends, it was just way better with a guy. His short-lived boyfriend loved getting fucked hard and David enjoyed riding him that way. David discovered that he loved to be in control and he often got off when his boyfriend came after being denied for a while.

TC admitted that he was attracted to David and in return David kissed him. They were getting down and dirty when they figured out they were both tops. Not much deflates a dick faster than the moment it realizes it’s not getting laid. Drunk as they were, David figured they would’ve passed out, but no. Even though neither one of them was getting to plow an ass that night, they came to a mutual understanding that blow jobs were neutral territory. This resulted in a tangled attempt at sixty-nining which ultimately resulted in two messy orgasms. Then they passed out.

David chuckled when he remembered that they had woken up the next morning stuck together in weird places. When they pieced together what had happened the night before, they talked about it for a while and decided that they would be better off staying friends with some limited benefits. It worked out well for them, especially when TC found out about the club in town that trained Doms. Listening to TC, David found himself curious about the place too. They got some information from the guy who had told TC about it. He was a member and referred them to the guy who screened potential members. After answering a questionnaire that had about gazillion pages and passing a background check and medical tests they were granted membership. The monthly fee was affordable and they immediately began their immersion into a new lifestyle.

David discovered that he had a knack for flogging and TC became fascinated with ropes. He learned so many more knots and ways to manipulate rope that it would make an Eagle Scout cry. They worked together with the same trainer and often used the same sub. TC would tie him up and David would turn the pretty ass red while TC edged him until David said he could come. Under the tutelage of an experienced Dom they learned a lot. During the remaining three years of their undergrad studies they put their skills to practice quite often.

He was looking forward to the barbecue on Saturday. Miles and Andi were a fun couple. It had been a while since they had hosted a play party and he suspected that they finally had another one in the works. He hoped TC would be OK with the group on Saturday. David didn’t want him to feel uncomfortable. Even though it had been three years since he had lost his partner, that didn’t mean he was ready to jump back into the pool, so to speak. David would bring it up Saturday morning when TC came over. Speaking of which, he pulled out his phone and added the list of ingredients that he knew he had to get to his shopping list.

David finished his drink and went back inside. He had stayed out on the lanai longer than he thought as he had lost himself in past memories. He rinsed out his glass and put it in the dishwasher. He made sure everything was locked up for the night and got ready for bed. He thought about reading a few chapters in a book he was interested in, but in the end fatigue won and he merely brushed his teeth, peed and went to sleep.

The rest of the week passed quickly enough. He had managed to get his team to pace themselves at a rate that wouldn’t burn them out. He had also made everyone go home at three o’clock on Friday, after telling the hourly staff they would still get paid through the end of the day. He loved the fact that the owners of the company gave their senior managers, which he was one, the ability to make such decisions. They understood that happy employees were more productive.

Saturday morning his doorbell chimed at exactly ten o’clock. TC always was punctual. David went to the door to greet his friend and was pleased to see the huge grin that greeted him. TC’s eyes swept up and down David’s body. He had thrown on a pair of faded jeans that rode low on his hips. His feet were bare and he had only had time to pull a white tank undershirt on over his head when he heard the doorbell.

David smacked his friend in the abs as he stepped inside and said “Perv”.

TC laughed and quipped right back, “You know it.”

“C’mon, we’ve got some baking to do. I don’t suppose you’ve learned how to boil water yet?” David remarked.

“I’ll have you know that not only can I boil water now, I can actually make scrambled eggs too.” TC retorted.

TC had not been known for his culinary skills when they were in college. He was the one everyone went to when they needed a take out menu, as they were in school in the days before information could be found with just a few taps on a phone.

David laughed as he headed over to the kitchen. He had already taken out the refrigerated ingredients earlier that morning so they could get up to room temperature. Most people didn’t realize that in order to make perfect cheesecake anything, all the ingredients should be room temperature. It allowed the fats in the ingredients to disperse easier during the cooking process, thereby enhancing the flavor. It was the same rationale that made soft serve ice cream taste better than hard ice cream. The fats in hard ice cream were frozen solid and people tended to swallow before they melted enough to spread the flavor over one’s taste buds.

The two friends fell into an easy camaraderie as David did most of the work, TC handing him stuff when he asked. To be fair, TC cleaned up as they went along, washing the bowls and utensils that David used. It didn’t take too long to prep the butter pecan cheesecake bars and David slid the tray into the oven that he had pre-heated and set the timer while TC was cleaning up the remaining spoons and spatulas after licking them clean.

David had made a pot of coffee earlier so he grabbed two big Tervis tumblers and poured some of the brew into both of them, handing one to TC. David took some creamer out of the fridge and added it to his mug, while TC scooped a spoonful of sugar into his and skipped the creamer.

His lanai faced west and overlooked one of the large ponds that were scattered throughout his community. He enjoyed sitting out there in the evenings, catching the sunsets whenever he had the chance. Right now the lanai was shaded, the sun slowly making a path up the front side of the house. The guys took their coffees and sat in the lounge chairs and enjoyed the cool morning air, watching the seasonal birds in and around the pond and listening to the burble of the pool filter as it did its job. A huge turtle was sunning itself on a partially submerged tree branch near the lake shore. They sat around relaxing, enjoying each other’s company until the timer went off for the cheesecake bars.

They still had several hours before they needed to get ready so they decided to check out the Farmer’s Market downtown. They spent a few hours strolling through the market, checking out the vendors and listening to the live music. David picked up a unicorn figurine for his daughter who had a collection of them. This one was made from shells and he knew Lyssa would love it.

TC wanted to stop at his condo before they left the downtown area. He was renting a unit in a new building across from the marina. They had parked near the condo and TC just wanted to grab a few things in case he ended up staying at David’s. He wasn’t planning on drinking a lot, but being with David, he knew that there was a good chance of them reverting back to their college frame of mind. He grabbed his travel bag with some toiletries from his bathroom and a change of clothes. He snagged a sweatshirt from his front closet, remembering that it was supposed to drop down into the 40’s tonight.

David looked around the condo while TC gathered his stuff. It had come furnished and everything was tastefully done. It was a bit sterile as TC had already told him he would probably buy something within the next year, so he had not bothered to add any decor of his own. He wanted to get to know the area first before he made such a big purchase.

They stopped back at David’s house to get the dessert and a change of clothes for him. He knew that the beer and wine would be flowing and if their friend Terry showed up there would most likely be a large bottle of some novel type of whiskey to be had as well. Terry loved to try new flavors and so far David had discovered vanilla, maple, salted caramel, and walnut toffee whiskey. By far his new favorite was Skrewball Peanut Butter Whiskey. That stuff was amazing.

David offered to drive so he had TC pull his car into the other side of the garage. It was about a half hour ride to Miles and Andi’s house. The sun was quickly sinking toward the horizon when David turned onto the long driveway. He parked in the grass off to the side of the house and TC got the butter pecan cheesecake bars from the backseat. David led the way up the stairs of the wrap around porch. Miles and Andi had done a great job on the old farmhouse. They had pretty much gutted the inside of the two story structure and completely rebuilt the inside. The ground floor was the main living area. Most of it was taken up by a huge open concept kitchen and living room. There was a guest bedroom and bathroom to the side of the kitchen, opposite the entry to the garage. David knew that there were three bedrooms and two bathrooms on the second floor. The attic space above the garage they had turned into an office for Miles.

Miles and Andi were in the kitchen when David rapped on the screen door and let himself in. Introductions were made all around and TC seemed to hit it off immediately with the couple.

“You guys are the first ones here. Terry and Michelle are on their way and Zander said he and Gio will be here by six-thirty.” Miles informed them.

Andi put them to work helping to take stuff outside and placed it on the long table she had set up on the deck against the house. Their backyard looked out over their small farm. Two pastures were surrounded by corral fencing and a large barn was set between the two. TC could see a riding ring set up with a small obstacle course for jumping. The whole area was well laid out and neat. There were several horses in each of the pastures as Miles and Andi offered boarding services in addition to owning four of their own steeds. They also had someone in the summer who gave lessons in exchange for boarding for her own two horses.The sun had dipped below the horizon and left the skies colored in the deep blues and violets of twilight.

Miles was firing up the grill when there was a commotion coming from the house. The other four guests had arrived at the same time and they were bantering and ribbing each other as they made their way through the house and out onto the deck.

Once more introductions were made and more than one of David’s friends shot him a look of approval. Inwardly he rolled his eyes. He knew that by the night’s end they would find out that he and TC were just friends. This particular group had no qualms about being nosy about someone’s love life, or sex life for that matter.

The next couple of hours were spent in that fun, easygoing way that good friends had with each other. Food was cooked and eaten, drinks were poured and music was played in the background. David’s friends easily accepted TC into their group and got to know him. Terry and Michelle had been married for twelve years and didn’t have kids, nor did they want any. They often got frustrated because so many people thought there was something wrong with them for not wanting to procreate. They enjoyed playing aunt and uncle to their friend’s kids and they enjoyed the freedom they had to travel. Michelle wore a thin silver and gold rope chain choker around her neck, the only outward sign of her slave status to Terry.

Zander and Gio were a cute couple. They were a few years younger than the rest of the gang, neither of them had seen the higher side of thirty-five. They had been together for four years and had no pressing urge to legally solidify their relationship. They didn’t see the need for a government sanctioned document to bind them together for the rest of their lives. They were free spirited and laid back, taking each day as it came.

David enjoyed all of their company and was comforted by the fact that none of them were judgemental of the others and whatever their beliefs may be. You didn’t find that very often.

TC seemed quite comfortable and David enjoyed watching him interact with the others. As the night progressed, the drinks flowed a little more freely and inhibitions were lowered. Terry had brought a bottle of Rogue Chipotle Whiskey. He handed both TC and David a shot that had been chilled in the freezer. They popped the shots back and let the ice cold liquid slide down the back of their throats. It took a good fifteen seconds before the heat of the peppers lit their taste buds on fire. Michelle had moved from her chair to a cushion on the ground at Terry’s feet, his free hand stroked her hair and gave a sharp pull when she started to giggle when TC and David’s eyes started to water. It was several moments before they started to recover.

TC was sitting across from David listening to the conversation he was having with Miles and Andi. Andi had been telling them about how their kids were trying to cajole their way into getting another dog. They had recently had to put their old Golden Retriever to sleep, She was sixteen years old, blind and had cancer. It had hit everyone hard as the kids had grown up with her.

David was reminiscing about the antics of the dog on one of his visits years ago. The dog had apparently gotten into a large container of chili and her system had been thrown completely out of whack.

TC smiled as David rambled “So the dog starts whining at the door and Miles finally opens it. The poor thing took off like a shot toward the woods, but didn’t quite make it. She exploded like a rocket. I have never heard such sounds coming from any animal before. Then all of a sudden she runs back into the house and the next thing you hear is Andi yelling at her to stop. She was ass-scooting across the rug in the kids’ playroom.”

TC all of a sudden laughed and clapped his hands loudly over his head, getting David’s attention. David stopped talking mid-sentence and looked incredulous as TC declared “Dirty Dancing!”

“Are you fucking kidding me? You brought a list? What the hell Dude?!!” David exclaimed.

The rest of the gang looked confused until TC explained, “Back in college, our group of friends would sometimes play a little game when we got together. You would write down your target’s name and four of five words or phrases that you think they might say during the course of the evening. The words or phrases had to be something that normally wouldn’t come up in everyday conversation. When you heard the word or phrase you would clap your hands over your head and declare ‘Dirty Dancing’ and prove who your target was by showing the list with their name on it. That person would then owe you a dirty dance.”

Miles laughed and asked “So what was the trigger word?”

TC pulled a piece of paper out of his pocket and handed it to him to read aloud.

Miles was snickering as he announced “David, Dingleberry, Queef, Ass Scoot and Carpet Munching.”

The rest of the crew burst into laughter and even David had to join in. “I still can’t believe you brought a damn list! he exclaimed.

TC stood up and hauled David up to his feet. He pulled him close and when they were practically nose to nose, TC’s eyes focused like lasers as he said in a low voice, “Like you didn’t do the same?”

When David replied with just a raised eyebrow TC shoved his hand into David’s front pocket, knuckles brushing along the side of his cock causing it to twitch in response, and with a triumphant flourish pulled out a folded piece of paper. “Busted.” he declared.

“OK, you win this one. What song?” David inquired.

TC turned David around so that his back was pinned flush against his front from his shoulders to his thighs and then ordered “Alexa, play ‘My Kind of Lover’ by Billy Squier.

David barely managed to utter “Oh Fuck.” before the first notes of the electric guitar came through the speaker. He knew he was in trouble.

He let the music wash over him and take him back in time. The body pressed up against was new, yet familiar. His hips automatically thrust back to grind against the solid wall now holding him up. His right arm reached up and snaked around TC’s head, his fingers entwining themselves in the soft black, wavy strands. He continued to allow his body to press up and rub against TC, his other hand reaching behind to cup the firm ass it sought out. As the drum beat grew stronger, David’s movements got bolder. The two men were a sight to see, their bodies moving fluidly, rocking and grinding against each other. At one point in the song, as the drums beat out a strong cadence David was literally humping TC, with TC guiding his every move.

Neither of them had any awareness of the spectators who were watching, mesmerized by the blatant display of lust being played out in front of them. Michelle was now sitting on Terry’s lap and he had his hand down the front of her pants. Both Zander and Gio were kneading the front of each other’s jeans. Andi was sitting on Miles lap and he had his mouth plastered to her neck, working her sensitive spot and making her squirm, and neither of his hands were in sight.

David continued to rub himself all over TC lewdly until once more TC pulled him up abruptly so that his backside was pressed up against his front. TC’s right hand slid under David’s shirt and slinked its way upwards across the soft skin until finally it rested over the left nipple, which was hard as a rock. His left hand slid downward, beneath the waist of his low slung jeans, until his fingers were able to softly stroke the neatly trimmed pubes. TC then let his knuckles graze across the hard ridge of David’s cock which was trying to seek a way out of its confinement.

As the final chorus faded away David discovered that both of his hands had reached around and found their way inside the back of TC’s jeans and were cupping his ass cheeks firmly, pulling him toward himself. He had no idea how they got there. Once the song ended David reluctantly let go and once more TC turned him around so they were facing each other. TC leaned down and captured David’s lips in a searing kiss. David was firmly wrapped in TC’s embrace and all he could do was hang on for the ride.

David felt like he could have stayed like this all night, until at last the spell was broken by a voice interrupting them as Gio declared “Dudes, that was one of the hottest things I have ever seen. Who needs a damn fire pit when y’all got that going on?” The rest of the spectators chimed in with their own catcalls and compliments.

Both TC and David blushed as they adjusted themselves. They weren’t the only ones needing to do so either. Michelle was flushed and Terry looked like the cat that swallowed the canary. Zander and Gio both had nice bulges going on and Miles and Andi looked like they needed a cold drink.

The evening started to wind down after their little performance. It was nearly two o”clock in the morning when the group finally parted. The leftovers had been put away, the fire doused properly and all who were driving had stopped drinking a few hours ago. Terry and Michelle were staying over. They lived almost an hour away and it was too late to make the drive.

Before they departed Miles told David and TC that he and Andi were going to plan a weekend play party for the third or fourth weekend in March and to clear their calendars. Andi mentioned that they were thinking of adding in a version of TC and David’s little game to suit the evening’s agenda.

David was quiet as he drove them back to his house and the ride was spent in comfortable silence. When they pulled into the driveway he asked TC to stay. They were both exhausted and knew that they would have plenty of time to talk in the morning after a good night’s sleep. TC agreed and then followed David into the house. After brushing his teeth and stripping down to boxers, he slid under the covers on one side of David’s king bed and when David joined him a few minutes later, TC scooted to the middle and pulled David against him keeping his arm wrapped around his middle. That was how they both fell asleep.