The Connecticut River Boys - 6. Friends With Benefits

When David returned from his evening with Vlad and Aiden, he found Scott working at the desk with his laptop. Scott smiled. “When I showered, I was tempted to wrap my dick in the provided shower cap so as to not remove the day’s accumulation of man essence. Instead, I just washed with water, no soap to remove the taste you apparently enjoyed last night. Want to sniff it?” He said as he opened his robe.

As the robe fell open with Scott still seated, David knelt. He was pleased that the dick was momentarily soft, the first time he had seen it soft, although he had given it a quick ‘feel’ in the middle of the night as Scott slept. As the soft dick began to ascend, David leaned in, pulled the skin all the way back and enjoyed the stimulating aroma of a man with a natural, uncut piece. As he opened his mouth to swallow, Scott pushed him away. “You may only do that if you are naked.” David happily complied with the demand and was again on his knees. As David wrapped his lips around the dick and began mouth fucking, the horny Scottish lad encouraged him with moans of pleasure. Almost immediately, David felt the dick in his mouth contracting as it spewed protein juice down his throat. “Fucking yes! After a day with those tedious asshole lawyers, I needed that.” Scott pulled David’s face to his and sucked out any remaining cum. The strong highlander stood, picked up David and laid him on the bed. He then knelt on the bed and returned the favor. By the time David was shooting down Scott’s throat, it was less than five minutes since he had entered the room.

“What a miserable day I had. Sorry for the fast attack. But, it did wonders for me. Emptying my balls helped clear my head. Now I must get back to work. Sorry, I will make it up to you. Hopefully I will be finished with those wretched, gloomy people tomorrow afternoon. I want to hear all about your new friend and what you have been up to. But if I don’t get these contracts worded properly, my client could really get screwed, and I don’t mean the happy way a guy gets screwed”

While David was disappointed, he understood Scott’s situation. “No problem. I’m going to shower and go to bed. If you want a little loving or a lot of loving later, wake me up.”

After his shower, David attempted to read his book. Again, after a few pages he was asleep. Sometime later, his dick felt warm and happy. When Scott realized David was awake, he scooted around and each pleasured his friend. This session was slow and tender. Eventually, two very satisfied men fell asleep cuddled together.

Somebody was shaking his shoulder. A sleepy David opened his eye and saw Scott, dressed and ready to leave for his meeting with the miserable, gloomy attorneys. As Scott leaned in to kiss him goodbye, David remembered he had something for his friend. “I have your ticket for tonight’s performance. If you are running late, we’ll meet you there. Naked David got out of bed, found the ticket and gave it to Scott.

“It’s not nice to wave your dick at me when I have to go. But unfortunately, no time for pleasure. It is what it is.” As he looked at the ticket, he remarked, “Did you know this is not just any ticket, but a place in a box? Impressive friends. See you later.” As he said his goodbye, Scott pinched each nipple, gave David’s cock a playful tug, then sniffed his hand and hurried out the door.

Scott stopped in the hotel lobby. Taking out his phone, he made a call. The previous evening, when David was in the shower, he had taken his friend’s phone and checked recent numbers called. An area code 216, Cleveland’s code, number had been called twice. He assumed it was David’s new fiend Aiden. Scott called the number. When the phone was answered, Scott introduced himself. He then explained to Aiden his concerns about David. “For the nearly three months since Craig’s passing, David has been understandably depressed. Since arriving in Cleveland, and especially after meeting you and Vlad, he has really perked up. Please feel free to enjoy your time with David. He needs cheering up. Do whatever makes you happy to cheer him up.” Then Scott explained, “David is a good friend, a very good friend. We are not lovers, just friends who enjoy doing stuff together. I look forward to meeting you this evening. I have a full day of tedious negotiations. This evening should be very relaxing. See you.”

As Aiden hung up, he turned to Vlad. “I just had a bizarre phone conversation with David’s friend, Scott. He just implied that I should have a good time with David. I am positive he suggested sex.”

Vlad smiled as he commented, “Go for it! David is handsome and, in my opinion, very sexy. There is one stipulation: you must tell me all the details of any encounter. While this ninety year old body doesn’t respond as it did a few years ago, this ninety year old mind is as horny as ever.”

At 9:00, David answered the phone in his room, Aiden was in the lobby, ready to be David’s personal tour guide. Their first adventure would be a visit to the Cleveland Botanical Garden. As it was March, the gardens would likely not have much of interest outdoors. Aiden had suggested a walk through the Glass House with its fantastic spiny desert of Madagascar and the butterfly-filled rainforest of Costa Rica. Conveniently, the entrance to the garden was across the street from the inn.

Following their botanical adventure, David suggested they return to the inn for coffee. As they sat next to the fireplace in a quiet room off the lobby, Aiden made suggestions for additional sightseeing. Then Aiden asked, “Tell me about your friend, Scott, the lawyer.”

David explained that Scott was a good friend and had stayed after his and Craig’s fortieth anniversary party to help clean. “As he helped straighten up the kitchen, Craig passed out. Thanks to medical training in the Marines, he knew what to do until the EMTs arrived. He was with me in the hospital the next evening when Craig drew his last breath. Scott took time off from work and both comforted me and helped with the funeral and memorial service. He invited me to come on this business trip as a ‘friend with benefits’.”

Aiden looked at David quizzically. “I do not understand the expression, ‘friend with benefits’?”

“It means two people are friends, not lovers. They have sex for fun, not love. There is no pressure. They only have sex when both are in the mood with no expectation of emotional feelings after. So you have a friend and you have sex with no pressure, just fun.”

Aiden looked intently into David’s eyes. “Interesting concept. Do you have other ‘friends with benefits’? When David replied ‘No’, Aiden, keeping his eyes glued on David, “Would you be my friend?”

David shocked himself when he replied, “I believe the best place for that discussion would be in my room.”

As soon as the door to the room was closed, Aiden wrapped his arms around David, “I have a small confession. When Vlad and I got into bed last night he talked about you, ‘David is handsome and in my opinion very sexy. If you get naked with him there is just one stipulation. You must tell me the details of any encounter. While this ninety year old body doesn’t respond as it did a few years ago, this ninety year old mind is as horny as ever.’ “We have had a somewhat open relationship, more on his part than mine. Whatever happens here, I will be sharing with Vlad.”

David replied, “If Vlad is happy, I’m happy.” As David held Aiden, he felt his friend grinding his hard dick into him. Each helped the other undress until they stood naked facing each other wearing only boxer briefs. The two smiled at each other as both pressed their crotches forward and the two hard dicks, still hidden, kissed. They moved to the bed and, as each lay on his back, removed their underwear. Lying next to each other, both took his dick in hand and began stroking. David reached for Aiden’s and took over the jacking of his friend, as Aiden did the same to David. As David felt his juices rising, he grabbed the tissue box from the nightstand and let himself cum on the tissue he placed between his crotch and stomach. Giving Aiden tissues, he soon finished off his friend. Using more tissues each cleaned off cum that had dripped off to the side or dribbled onto their cock thatch. Aiden commented, “Great way to start the day. Thank you.” He leaned over and kissed David’s cheek. Except for the hug at the beginning the coupling had been unemotional. Each had similar thoughts about their encounter. ‘Am I afraid to get passionately involved with him? Is enjoying a mutual jackoff enough?’ There had been no kissing, no sucking, just helping a friend beat off, something each often did on their own.

With Aiden driving, the two soon began their sightseeing adventure. “I want to show you an interesting place usually off the radar of tourists. The West Side Market is a European style food hall with vendors selling local and ethnic produce, meat, baked goods, cheese and a variety of other foods.

As David walked down the aisles, he met sellers that included Amish farmers and others selling products from or representing Europe, Asia, Africa and Central and South America. Aiden bought Eastern European pastries, meats and some prepared foods for his love, Vlad, a Russian. Anticipating his purchases, he had a cooler in the car. “Hopefully you and Scott will come to our place after the concert this evening and we will share some of these goodies.” When he said this, David thought, ‘Will we share anything else?’

Following lunch and more sightseeing, Aiden dropped his friend off at the hotel. Since Scott’s schedule was unknown, they had agreed to all meet at the concert hall. To David’s happiness, he found Scott in the room, watching TV with a beer in hand. “Finally finished. I am 99% sure it is a done deal. What a fucking experience! Never in my career have I met and worked with such assholes. What I would appreciate now is a massage. But, even if the hotel can arrange one, it would not be the type of masseur I would prefer.”

David, horny as ever, replied, “Our friend, Pavel, was not only a magnificent top to Craig - he also gave excellent massages. While I have never given one, I do remember how his hands worked. I would be willing, very willing, to rub your body.”

Within seconds, Scott was naked on the bed, flat on his stomach, bubble ass exposed. Not having massage oils, David poured body lotion on his hands. As David massaged Scott’s back, ass and legs, Scott moaned. Scott spread his legs further apart and raised his ass. David correctly took this as a request for more ass massage. Scott’s moans of pleasure encouraged him to rub his fingers over the rosebud. Scott moaned, “Feels so good, go deep.” A bewildered David was not sure what his friend meant by deep. As he tentatively invaded the hole with a finger, Scott thrust back exclaiming, “Yes, yes.” Then he made a strange statement. “Just like Baby Jane in Gypsy, ‘I’m versatile - And if you’re real good. I’ll make you feel good’. Scott then turned his head, smiled at David and stated, “My friend, please fuck me.” David was happily surprised. While he knew from the encounter between Craig and Scott that his friend was a dynamic top, he had not considered his versatility and that he would also be an eager bottom. Evidently, Scott had hoped he would get it as he was prepared. He reached and opened the drawer of the nightstand and took out a condom and tube of K-Y. “Your hands and finger feel wonderful. Your dick would feel even more amazing. A fuck would help erase the memory of the hours with those jerks that I have suffered over the past couple of days.” While saying this, he raised his ass and wiggled it in a very inviting way. David, who had stripped down to shorts to give the massage, quickly lost them. His dick, already hard from the response to giving the massage, was dripping precum. As David rolled on the condom, Scott raised to his knees exposing himself for a doggie style fuck. David lubed both his dick and deep into the waiting cavity. As he got on his knees ready to enter, Scott called out, “Ram it in! Fuck me hard!” This was exactly the treatment his love Craig desired. What had started as fucks showing a tender expression of love when they first experimented while in their twenties, forty years earlier had, at Craig’s request, progressed to energetic hard fucks over the years. As David rammed in, pulled out and then rammed again, Scott wailed with delight. “Harder! Harder! Stuff me you fucker. I want to feel your cock thumping as it shoots deep in me.” After a few more attacks, David had reached the point of no return. He gave a final ferocious push. As he felt his dick filling the condom, he collapsed onto Scott’s back feeling his heart thumping. As Scott rolled over onto his back, David fell in next to him. Scott grabbed his dick and after two strokes blasted onto his chest. The two men, David with a cum-filled condom on his soft dick, and Scott, covered in his juices, lay next to each other. As their hands touched, each felt a calmness. Scott softly spoke, “Thank you my friend. All the tensions of the past two days were overcome by your hands, your fuck and now your being next to me.” Scott turned his head and gave David a tender kiss. Both had the same thought, ‘Is this friends with benefits turning into friends with love?’

Following showering together, Scott requested, “I would prefer to relax prior to the concert. Would it be OK if we skipped going to a restaurant for dinner and just ordered a pizza to eat in our room?”

As they sat at the table in their suite, each wearing a robe that was open, they enjoyed the delivered pizza and beer from the room’s minibar. Scott smiled as he stated, “This is the most enjoyable meal I have had all week. Thank you for accompanying me on this trip.” The two then discussed the possibility of ‘how they met’ being asked by Vlad or Aiden. While Scott did not feel comfortable announcing himself that he was a male stripper, he told David that he had no problem with him telling the story.

Sitting in a near center box overlooking the orchestra in one of the most beautiful concert halls in the country was a dreamlike experience. Although both Scott and David had attended symphony concerts in Hartford as well as New York City and Boston, being hosted at a Tchaikovsky concert in this magnificent hall by Russian Vlad was a special treat. When David noted that Vlad and Aiden held hands, he thought of the strong hands of the Scottish erotic construction worker next to him. No, he could not get emotionally involved. He attempted to convince himself that ‘Friends with benefits’ was all he wanted or needed. As the fifth symphony played, his thoughts kept going back to the fuck scene, his pounding the firm ass followed by lying next to his friend as he exploded, cum filled with the tensions of the week.

Scott was impressed with the spacious, elegantly furnished apartment of their new friends. He was even more impressed when he learned Vlad had owned the multi-story apartment building for over fifty years. While Aiden prepared blinis (Russian crepes) in the kitchen, Vlad poured hot water from the silver samovar (Russian hot water heater) on the server in the dining room into a tea pot. As the four enjoyed the tea, blini filled with jam (imported from Eastern Europe), Medovik (layered honey cake purchased at the West Side Market), Russian candies, Kindzmarauli (a red wine imported from Republic of Georgia) and, of course, Vodka, Vlad reminisced about growing up in the Soviet Union prior to World War II.

Then a smiling Vlad turned to Scott. I’d like to know more about the handsome Scotsman. David interrupted, “I am sure this handsome red head is too modest to tell you about his many talents.”

“Let me introduce Attorney Ross McDonald, the name he is known by professionally. However, his friends call him Scott. Attorney McDonald practices a very specialized area of law, mergers and acquisitions. While I know nothing about this specialty, I do know it requires exceptional talent and a keen mind. He is highly respected within his profession. Financially, he is well off. I am not telling you this to boast about his abilities and finances, but to put in perspective of who he is. That is a brief description of Ross McDonald the respected professional man. But that is not the man I met or know. I actually met Scott a few months ago when he was part of a group that our friends hired to performed at the fortieth anniversary celebration of Craig and me.” David then described in detail the antics of the Construction Worker, Native American, Sailor and Policeman. “At the conclusion of the performance all made a hasty departure except naked Scott who eventually donned a short and revealing kilt. Scott remained after the guests departed to help reorganize the kitchen that he had disarrayed as part of his performance. The rest of the story I told you yesterday about Craig’s passing out and Scott’s assistance. (David continued to be untruthful and tell the location of Craig’s medical emergency was the kitchen, not the bedroom during a vigorous fuck by Scott.) One more item of interest, while others in the group perform for the income provided, Scott does it because he enjoys swinging his dick in people’s faces. All income and tips he receives, he personally matches and donates to charity. Currently, his earnings, which he doubles from his own pocket, go to the West Side Congregational Church’s LGBT Teen Gay Support Group.

With a twinkle in his eye Vlad said, “I don’t believe this conservative lawyer is a stripper. But, seeing is believing.” This request had been anticipated.