Morning Glow
Page Four
Carlos woke up slowly, still wrapped in his lover's arms. He had never felt so happy, safe, warm and loved in his entire life. He didn't want to wake his lover so he didn't move -- he just lay there in his arms, feeling his strength and love wrapped around him and he reveled in it. Trent's heart was beating so steady and smooth. He loved to feel it beat against his body as his head lay against his lover's chest. He closed his eyes and sighed softly so that Trent wouldn't hear him and wake up sooner than he was ready to.
After about a half hour or so went by Carlos decided to get up. He slowly unwrapped himself from his lover's arms and got out of bed, going into the kitchen to surprise Trent by cooking him breakfast. He got out some of the ingredients from the fridge that he would need and others from the cabinet. Carlos thought that bacon, eggs, hash browns and toast would be a good solid breakfast and was pretty good for them, too. He got out six eggs and whipped them into a froth in a bowl, then set it aside, getting the bacon, hash browns and all of the pots, pans and utensils out to work with. He then realized with a soft chuckle that he had forgotten to put his robe on. Thinking about the potential burns to parts of his body he would rather protect, he found an apron and figured that would do. He unfolded it and the words 'Kiss the Cook' jumped out at him. He chuckled again, putting it on and tying it in the back. He couldn't wait to cook breakfast and have it ready for his lover when he woke up. He smiled and began to organize what he would cook in which pan at what time, so that everything would be ready together.
Trent stirred a bit when Carlos left the bed but didn't really wake all the way up. When his lover didn't return in a few minutes, Trent woke the rest of the way up and wondered where Carlos had gotten to. He didn't see or hear him in the bathroom so he got up to investigate. Putting on his robe he heard noises coming from the kitchen and assumed his lover was fixing breakfast. He smiled and started towards the kitchen. Trent noticed Carlos's robe in the chair where he had tossed it last night so he picked it up to take to him. Heading through the livingroom and rounding the corner of the kitchen counter, Trent wasn't prepared for the sight that greeted him. There was Carlos, clad only in an apron, which came far from meeting in back, fussing with pots and pans and food. Trent just stopped in his tracks and stared, growing instantly hard at the site that greeted him.
Carlos was busy preparing breakfast but he heard his lover's footsteps when he came into the kitchen. He turned around to face Trent with the biggest grin he ever had on his face. "Good morning. How would you like your eggs?" he asked, still grinning.
Trent had had his lover's bathrobe out at arms length to hand it to him but dropped it and continued to stare. Then Carlos turned around and grinned at him. The 'Kiss the Cook' saying on the front of the apron only made matters worse, almost uncomfortable. How could this man DO this to him? He hadn't even touched him. Trent attempted to speak but had to clear his throat before he could. "How about *hard* boiled?" he made an attempt at a teasing voice but he was very far from teasing.
"Actually, I was thinking more like sunny side *up*," Carlos said, teasing his lover right back, knowing that Trent had a serious hard on. He was loving every second of this and it brought him such joy to know that he could do this to his lover. He continued to grin at Trent, unable to stop, not wanting to.
"The sun's not the only thing that's up," Trent said. Starting to advance slowly on his lover, wicked gleam in his eye, he continued, "Now, is that an order?" Trent pointed at the saying on the apron, "I'm good at following orders, you know. Army training."
"You bet it's an order, soldier," Carlos said, his grin turning wicked now, as he watched his lover advancing slowly towards him. He had such a hard on himself and this wonderful stimulation caused by the teasing and playfulness between them was driving him wild. He loved the way Trent was being with him -- the words he spoke, that oh-so-wicked gleam in his eyes that Carlos loved so much. Seeing his lover advance even closer made his heart start to beat faster and his pulse race. He was aware that his breathing was becoming heavier with the love, passion and desire he had for his lover. He wanted Trent as much as he knew that his lover wanted him.
"I was hoping it was," Trent said in a very seductive voice closing the distance between them. He grabbed Carlos around the waist running his hands quickly down to his naked backside, grabbing each side and pulling his lover forward, tight against his body. At the same time he started to kiss Carlos passionately, tasting his lover, unable to get enough.
Carlos loved it when Trent grabbed him, it was such a rush knowing the desire and passion behind it that drove his lover to him. It was incredible, powerful, and when Trent placed his hands on his backside and pulled him forward it made him weak in the knees instantly. **How can this happen each and every time?** he wondered, but he knew without a doubt that it was the incredible man named Trent Malloy -- the one who he'd love for all time -- the most wonderful man in the world. He returned Trent's kisses with equal passion and intensity, tasting his lover for all he was worth.
Trent continued to kiss Carlos, passionately, hungrily. He moved his hands up to undo the apron. Finally managing to get it untied, Trent broke their kiss long enough to slip the neck part over Carlos's head. He then unceremoniously yanked it up and tossed it over hand, over his head, behind him to fall where it may.
Carlos's heart was beating so fast and hard that he thought it might pop right out of his chest. It was nearly overpowering. He reveled in his lover's arms until the kiss was broken and Trent took the apron off with such suddenness that it took him by surprise. He loved that, too -- it was so exciting to have his lover do that, and he smiled with his eyes twinkling.
Trent closed the small distance between them, again grabbing Carlos's backside and pulling him to him, catching his mouth again in a passionate, hungry kiss. Trent began to bend his knees, moving to the floor, taking Carlos with him, never letting go of his mouth or rear end, until they were both kneeling on the floor.
When Trent grabbed his rear end again Carlos nearly lost it and moaned into his lover's mouth as they kissed. His passion was running very high, pulse was racing fast, and his heart was beating nearly out of control. He moved to the floor easily with Trent, continuing to kiss him just as passionately and with more desire for him than he'd ever felt before. Once he was kneeling on the floor he was more excited than ever, anticipating their joining, their wondrous bond that was just the beginning of their incredible journey to that special place.
Releasing his lover's mouth, Trent said, "Oh, what you do to me, Carlos." He kissed his lover again, but just a short kiss. He was too close to the edge to wait any longer, he needed to join with his lover and he needed it now.
Carlos smiled when he heard Trent speak those wonderful words -- that's what made him the happiest -- knowing that he was able to do this to his lover. "Only half of what you do to me, my love," he said, kissing his lover back. His own desire was increasing at such a fast rate he could hardly stand it. When Trent broke their kiss he understood the need to join -- he was on the edge too.
Trent let go of Carlos's rear end and moved himself back a few inches, then motioned for Carlos to turn around. As his lover did so, Trent opened his robe and got the KY out of the pocket and prepared himself to enter Carlos. Once his lover was turned around, Trent put more of the lubricant on his fingers and put them inside him, moving them around quickly, touching all the right places, giving his lover great pleasure in addition to preparing him to receive him.
Carlos was more than ready and once he turned around it was only moments before he felt such immense pleasure at having his lover's fingers inside of him. He cried out when Trent's fingers touched every single spot inside him -- it was so special and felt wonderful, and he began to pant in earnest, so hot and ready to join with his lover. "Please, Trent..., I want you inside me now...," he said, barely able to speak, his mind almost unable to think clearly now.
At his lover's words, Trent removed his fingers and entered Carlos with his shaft, pushing himself all the way in quickly. They were both too close to the edge, both too worked up for anything slow. Pulling back again immediately, then thrusting forward again fast and deep, Trent continued to thrust into his lover's body, driving them both to such heights of ecstasy it was incredible. Trent felt his own climax approaching fast and reached around Carlos and wrapped his hand around his organ, moving his hand up and down it fast, grasping it firmly.
It was so fast, so deep, and so intense when Trent entered his body that Carlos was overwhelmed with the wonder of it all. He couldn't believe it overtook him like this every time, but it did, and he was in heaven. Each time his lover thrust inside him his passion and desire rose to new heights, creating feelings and sensations within him that made him push back into Trent to encourage him on even harder, deeper and faster than the thrust before. The touch of Trent's hand when he took his penis into his hand and began to stroke him was adding to the incredible feelings he was having. He was on the edge now and it wouldn't be long before he fell off into that state of pure bliss.
Only a few more thrusts and Trent came inside his lover, releasing his essence into Carlos, his lover coming in his hand only moments later, releasing his own essence into Trent's hand.
Having Trent come inside him was all it took for Carlos to reach his own climax, coming with great intensity in his lover's hand. It was wonderful and he couldn't speak or think he was breathing so heavily.
Trent let go of his lover's shaft and leaned forward against his lover's back, holding him tightly and trying to regain his breath. When he did, he kissed Carlos's neck and back lovingly before straightening up and removing himself from his lover's body.
This was something Carlos loved very much -- the after sex closeness of their two bodies joined together still, with Trent dropping kisses on his neck and back, taking his time before their bodies had to separate. He was still breathing too heavily to talk but he moaned softly from pure contentment after all of the loving that they had just shared.
Sitting back against the cupboard, Trent helped Carlos to sit down beside him and he gathered him into his arms and kissed the top of his head. "I love you, Carlos. I love being with you so very much," Trent said, holding his lover against himself and waiting for him to return to normal.
Carlos went into Trent's arms and just leaned against him, loving the feel of being held close and tight. "I love you very, very much too, Trent. More than you'll ever know," he said. He lifted his head off of Trent's shoulder and looked deeply into his lover's eyes, then brought their lips together in a very passionate kiss full of fire and love, tasting everything that was Trent -- trying to show him how much he meant to him. "You're so incredible, do you know that?" he asked. It was more of a statement of fact than a question but he wanted Trent to understand what he meant to him.
"I think you got that backwards. You're the incredible one," Trent stated the truth, "Now, what I want to know is if you staged that little morning eye opener for me or not? Definitely a nice bit of scenery to wake up to."
Carlos smiled, remembering the look on Trent's face when he first saw him wearing the apron. "Well, can I help it if the kitchen comes fully equipped with everything to make a man happy?" he asked, that wicked grin appearing once again.
"I'm not sure about other men, but it sure made *me* happy, that's for sure. You make me happy, so very happy," Trent said, kissing Carlos once again.
"Mmmmm..., I'll have to remember how much you enjoyed your scenery and do that for you again sometime," Carlos said, as sensually and seductively as he possibly could, bringing their lips together once more for a searing kiss that he hoped would show Trent how much he was loved and treasured.
"Oh, I'm sure you'll think up something just as good or better for next time," Trent teased Carlos, remembering the banana from last night, "I have great confidence in you. Now, I hate to break this up, but my appetite for food is catching up with my appetite for sex," Trent said, "I'm hungry." Moving away from the cupboard, Trent stood up then reached out both hands to Carlos to help him up. "Slowly now, Conan, remember the doctor's orders," Trent instructed.
Taking his lover's hands in his, Carlos smiled lovingly at Trent and stood up slowly as he asked. "I remember -- thank you, Dar," he said, loving the new nickname he had for Trent.
Once Carlos was standing, Trent went and retrieved his lover's robe from the floor where he had dropped it earlier and helped him put it on. Turning him around, he tied it for him. "You want your apron back, too?" Trent asked, "You may not be safe in it even with the robe, you know."
"Ha, ha -- very funny," Carlos said, kissing Trent for all he was worth. He adored his lover's teasing and they both knew it. "I'm going to feed you a wonderful breakfast so I want you to sit down and relax, or go back to bed if you want and I'll serve it to you there," Carlos said, enjoying the idea of caring for Trent the way Trent had been taking care of him.
"I'll stay here. I much prefer to look at you than the walls of the bedroom," Trent said, grinning at Carlos before going to sit down at the table.
Carlos let out a sigh of pure contentment and went over to the counter where the breakfast he started to prepare for them earlier was waiting. He put three skillets on the stove and heated them up -- one for the hash browns, one for the bacon, and one for the eggs. The smells were making him realize how hungry he was as the food cooked. When it was almost ready to serve, he got the plates and utensils out as well as nice cold glasses of juice and set those out on the table.
Trent smiled at Carlos when he brought the juice and utensils to the table. Catching his hand, he kissed his palm before releasing him to go back to the food.
Carlos smiled and closed his eyes briefly when Trent kissed his hand -- how he loved anything Trent did to him or for him, and kissing his hand was definitely covering every category he could think of. He leaned forward and kissed Trent's sweet soft lips tenderly in return.
Carlos went back to the stove for one final check and the food was ready. "Breakfast is served, my love. Where would you like it?" he asked, smiling.
"That's a loaded question if I ever heard one. And if we hadn't just fucked our brains out I might think of a few interesting ways to eat those eggs," Trent said, remembering the whipped cream from last night, "But we did. So I'll settle for on a plate and on the table."
"Oh, you're funny you know that?" Carlos asked, but he meant it more like a statement than a question.
"Thank you for noticing. I do try," Trent said in response to his lover's comment.
Carlos took both plates of food over to the table and set Trent's plate down in front of him, then put his own plate down. "Please go ahead and start," he said, then returned to the kitchen to get the two extra plates which had plenty on them of everything for seconds for both of them. Once Carlos sat down he began eating in earnest. He had no idea how hungry he really was until the first bite of food entered his mouth. He continued eating and watching Trent who he hoped was enjoying his food.
"Very good, Carlos. You can now add Chef to that ever growing resume of yours. Of course, if you wear that apron to the interview you'll certainly get the job even if you can't cook," Trent said and smiled at the thought of his lover in the apron and nothing else. It really had been an amazing sight.
"I'm glad you like it, baby. But I'll wear that apron for you and you alone, thank you very much," he said, loving and appreciating the compliments his lover was giving him. He looked at Trent and smiled. Seeing his lover smiling back filled his heart with such joy and he was as happy as he could possibly be.
"So what do you want to do today? Besides get rear ended?" Trent said, smiling at his lover, "Nothing too strenuous now, and we do need to stay out of the sun. Maybe we can plan on the lake at night? Full moon out tonight if it's not cloudy."
"Mmmmm..., well, we can start out with taking a shower together," Carlos said, that wicked smile back on his face once more. "Then we can watch some TV, or play a game which would involve a lot of rear ending," he said, laughing softly although he meant it -- he wanted to get rear ended and he wanted to be the one doing the rear ending. "I really would like to go to the lake tonight, Trent. Let's plan on that. I love the idea of being with you down by the lake, with you under a full moon and looking at the stars. Maybe build a fire? That sounds like pure heaven to me," he said, and went over to Trent, kissed him passionately then took his seat once more to finish his breakfast.
"Well, there don't seem to be many people staying here. Fact is I haven't seen anyone else at all. So I imagine we would have the lake to ourselves," Trent commented, "And it being dark is helpful, too. Might even be able to sit somewhere near each other." Trent was hoping that would be the case. He finished up his breakfast then got up and started gathering the dishes. Going to Carlos, he bent down to kiss him again. "One more kiss for the cook," he said grinning.
Carlos grabbed Trent around the waist and pulled him into his lap, returning his kiss passionately with all the love he had to give. "Thank you, baby," he said, loving Trent's kisses, and wanting more and more of them all the time. He could never get tired of that. He just wanted to hold his lover close to him and feel his strength and warmth.
Trent loved being pulled into Carlos's lap. "Oh! The cook kisses back!" Trent said. "I like that," he added in a sensuous voice, going back for another kiss. Breaking the kiss, Trent said, "Let me wash the dishes and then we can do that shower thing, yes?" Trent kissed Carlos again before getting up from his lap to pick up the dishes and head for the sink before the dishes and the shower were totally forgotten in favor of other things. Besides, Trent really enjoyed their showers together, especially when they turned passionate, which was most of the time. Conan could wait a few minutes, he decided, at least until Dar was ready to fully participate again.
"You've got it, baby -- I love our shower thing, and I can't wait to get you in there," Carlos said, watching his lover take the dishes into the kitchen.
Trent couldn't help but break into a huge smile at his lover's words, knowing exactly where Carlos's mind was. Right where his was, as usual.
After a few moments of just watching Trent, Carlos got up and went into the kitchen and kissed his lover again. "How about I get that water ready -- nice and *hot*, OK?" he asked, emphasizing that last word so that Trent would know how much Carlos was ready to make love to him. He couldn't have been more ready and he knew that Trent wanted him just as much.
"Nice and hot, huh? I have the distinct feeling even if the water coming out of the shower head were cold it wouldn't stay that way very long after hitting us," Trent teased, knowing it was totally true.
Carlos left the kitchen and went into the bathroom, got two large fluffy towels out and set them by the shower. Then he got the soap and washcloth ready and finally he turned on the shower. In a matter of just a few minutes the water was hot and steamy. He went back into the bedroom and took off his robe, leaving it on the bed, then retrieved a tube of KY Jelly from his bag, and went back into the bathroom to enjoy the hot steamy mist coming from the shower. Now all that was missing was his lover. "Everything's ready, baby, anytime you are," he called out to Trent, in the most inviting, seductive voice he could possibly make.
Trent had finished the dishes and was headed to the bathroom when Carlos called to him. Trent entered the bedroom and headed for the bathroom where Carlos was waiting for him in the doorway naked. "Oh, I'm ready, all right," Trent said, walking towards Carlos, taking off his robe and tossing it towards the bed. "The question is are you?" he added reaching around his lover and putting his hands on Carlos's rear end and squeezing, as his lover obviously liked. "Ah, I see you are," Trent said and grinned wickedly as his touch had made Carlos's beginning erection grow noticeably harder.
"I'm always ready for you, Dar," Carlos said teasingly, then gasped when Trent pulled him closer by grabbing his backside. He loved the feel, the touch of his lover's hands on his rear end. He pressed against his lover's body firmly, becoming more physically stimulated with each passing moment. "Shall we take this into the shower?" he whispered into Trent's ear, then he nuzzled Trent's neck in that favorite place of theirs.
"Now there's an offer I can't refuse," Trent said, his own erection responding to Carlos's nuzzling. Letting go of Carlos's rear, Trent smiled and took his lover's hand and headed towards the shower.
Carlos smiled back and followed his lover's lead into the shower. He loved this sexy teasing that they shared, followed by the looks they exchanged. It was wonderful -- they knew each other so well and it was because of that knowledge that they could always thrill and excite each other the way they did.
Trent got in first followed by Carlos. Once they were both in and under the shower spray, Trent put his arms back around Carlos, again sliding his open palms down to gently run them over Carlos's backside, enjoying immensely the reaction this always got from his lover.
Carlos melted into Trent's embrace, his knees already weak and his heart racing from the feel of his lover's hands on his rear. This was so exciting -- thrilling -- and he pulled Trent close and kissed him very passionately, his tongue anxious to taste everything about Trent. His passion was rising so high and so fast that he knew this wouldn't last long. Carlos's body pressed Trent's up against the shower wall as he placed his hands on the wall on either side of Trent.
Trent kissed Carlos back returning his passion and fire. He simply couldn't get enough of Carlos -- his kisses, his touch, touching him. The more he had the more he wanted. He was already so hard it was almost painful. He needed his lover inside him and he needed him now.
Carlos broke the kiss out of the need for air then nuzzled his lover's neck some more. Then he looked into Trent's eyes deeply and kissed him again even more passionately than before, leaving him breathless after several moments. "Turn around," he whispered into his lover's ear. He reached over to the side of the stall and picked up the tube of KY and got ready to prepare his lover.
Trent willingly obeyed Carlos's request, turning around as his lover got the lubricant. Now wasn't fast enough to be joined with his lover, forever wasn't long enough.
Carlos sensed Trent's urgent need and it mirrored his own. Opening the tube of KY he coated his fingers well then inserted them into his lover's body to prepare him for their joining -- their wonderful bond that was only moments away.
Trent moaned loudly when Carlos put his fingers inside him. It felt so good, so very good, and heightened his anticipation of what was to come.
After making sure that Trent was thoroughly coated and prepared, Carlos prepared his own very hard throbbing penis then entered Trent's body quickly.
"Oh, Carlos!" Trent moaned loudly, pushing back against his lover when Carlos entered his body. Trent was leaning very heavily against the shower wall, glad it was there to support his weight -- he wasn't sure his legs alone would have.
Carlos thrust in and out -- nearly all the way out each time, then thrust into his lover's body deeper and deeper, increasing his rhythm as their passions rose, their intensity reaching the peak. He was panting heavily now, barely in control, and he wanted to take Trent to that very special place.
"Oh...," Trent's words left him and he could only moan his pleasure, closing his eyes and leaning even harder against the shower wall. It was so very good when Carlos took him like this. Nothing else mattered any more, just him and his lover and this moment. He was so very close to his release, but he restrained himself somehow, waiting for Carlos to be ready so they might fall over the edge into pure bliss together.
Carlos leaned over and dropped several kisses across Trent's back then reached around his lover's waist, wrapped his hand around Trent's very hard shaft, and began to stroke him up and down firmly, matching the rhythm that his own body was giving to Trent.
When Carlos took hold of his shaft, Trent could no longer hold back. Giving himself over the orgasm only moments away.
Carlos thrust into his lover's body again and again -- harder and deeper than the one before that, and after two more thrusts as hard as he was capable of, he exploded in an incredible orgasm, sending his hot, rich essence deep inside Trent's body at the exact same moment that his lover came in his hand.
Trent felt his lover come inside him at the same moment he came himself. He came so hard he wasn't sure it would ever end. His arms weren't enough to support him anymore and he closed the gap between his upper body and the shower wall, totally exhausted, barely able to breathe.
Carlos leaned across Trent's back and kissed his neck and back several times, then after the spasms slowed down, he slowly and gently removed himself from his lover's body. He turned Trent around and drew him into his arms, gently caressing him, kissing the top of his head. "Oh, my God, baby -- that was absolutely incredible. You're so very wonderful and I love you very, very much," he said, kissing him on the cheek, then kissed him on the lips -- a sweet, tender, passionate kiss. "How did I ever get this lucky?" he asked, but once again, it wasn't a question -- more of a statement of fact. Another reason on the ever growing list of why he loved Trent Malloy.
Trent felt himself being turned around and he more or less fell into Carlos's embrace, grateful for the support his legs wouldn't give him. His arms went around his lover and he held him tight and tried to breathe again. Trent loved the kisses his lover gave him but he was simply too far gone yet to respond in kind. He rested his head against Carlos's chest and started to breathe a bit more normally, but not totally back yet.
Carlos held Trent close and tight, arms wrapped tightly around his waist, realizing how much that took out of his lover. He would hold him, support him and give him strength while Trent was recovering. Carlos was breathing as hard as Trent was, panting still, but he was slowly returning to himself. He ran a hand through his lover's hair and kissed his forehead and cheek once more. "I love you, Dar," he whispered, lightly teasing him with the new nickname. He didn't believe anything could be this good, but here it was and he and Trent had it all as far as he was concerned -- each other. "Are you OK?" he asked.
Finally finding something resembling some sense, Trent answered, "I'll let you know when my brain returns." After his breathing calmed a bit more, Trent said, "I never thought it was really possible to fuck your brains out, but I think you just might have done that to me, Conan. Dar is a very happy beastmaster." Trent chuckled and finally lifted his head from Carlos's chest and looked at his lover and grinned, then kissed Carlos for all he was worth, finally more or less back to himself.
Carlos smiled and returned Trent's kiss giving him every ounce of love and passion he had in his heart, soul and mind. He loved this man more than anything else in this world and would spend the rest of his life showing him just how much. "I'm glad you're happy, Dar -- I aim to please," Carlos said, laughing softly.
"You have very good aim," Trent laughed.
"It was my pleasure to fuck your brains out -- anytime," Carlos added, very pleased that Trent had enjoyed so much pleasure. Carlos lifted Trent's chin and kissed him again very passionately, his tongue tasting everything that was Trent. He finally broke the kiss out of the need for air and reluctantly reached for the soap and washcloth. He lathered up the cloth and began to cleanse his lover's body thoroughly, taking extra time and care with Trent's genitals. Once he was clean he made sure he was rinsed off completely then handed the soap and cloth to Trent. "I wash your back, you wash mine," he joked, knowing he had the phrase reversed, but having fun with it.
Trent took the washcloth and soap from Carlos. "I didn't note all that much care and attention to washing my *back* at all," Trent teased, "Not that I'm complaining, mind you."
Carlos heard Trent speaking but didn't understand what he said. He was feeling a little funny and didn't know what was going on -- he was slightly light-headed.
Trent washed Carlos from head to toe but noticed he wasn't getting into it as much as usual. As a matter of fact, not much at all, he noticed by the time he was done. Making sure Carlos was rinsed off well, Trent turned off the water. "Carlos? You OK?" Trent was getting a bit concerned. Stepping out of the shower first, he helped Carlos who really didn't seem very with him at all.
Carlos stepped out of the shower carefully and once he was out, it hit him harder because the hot water was off him and the sudden change from being too hot to one of standing there wet and cold made the dizzy spell even worse. It was a little bit like having the wind knocked out of him. His pulse started to race and his heart was beating a little faster. He was a little scared and that fueled the fast heartbeat and racing pulse. Adrenaline can do so many things to the body. He couldn't see Trent clearly in front of him anymore because his vision was just a bit fuzzy due to the dizziness. He felt off balance and he was very tired all of a sudden.
"Hey, come on," Trent grasped his lover around the waist, "Sit down." Trent got Carlos sitting on a bench near the tub then began to dry him gently while the dizziness or headache or whatever it was that had hit him cleared a bit.
Carlos was vaguely aware of Trent helping him to sit down, feeling his arm around his waist made him feel more safe, a little less scared. His heart was still beating fast, his pulse still racing, his vision clearing slowly. Carlos was still not well and he didn't know what was going on -- just that something wasn't right.
By the time Trent had Carlos dry, he seemed to be a bit more with it, but not quite there yet. Trent dried himself off then sat down beside Carlos gathering him into his arms and held him.
Carlos just leaned against Trent's body, feeling his lover's arms around him. He closed his eyes. He was still light-headed and his head hurt. His eyes felt better closed and he didn't want to move from that spot, but he did want to lie down. His breathing was beginning to smooth out, he was a little less scared and his pulse wasn't racing quite as fast now. Still not nearly himself, but feeling slightly better he pressed his body into Trent's a little more for more warmth and strength which he needed right now.
Tightening his hold on Carlos, Trent asked him gently, "Carlos, can you move to the bed if I help you? You need to lie down."
"Yes," he said weakly. Carlos lifted his head off his lover's chest and moved slowly, trying to sit up so that his lover could get up and help him. Bed sounded so good right then and that's all he wanted to do -- lie down and rest.
Trent got up then put out his hands to his lover. "Come on, slow and easy," Trent said softly and soothingly, "I got you, come on." Once Carlos was standing, Trent caught him around the waist again and put his lover's arm over his shoulder and slowly headed for the bedroom.
Somehow Carlos managed to move with Trent to the bedroom. Having his lover's arm around him and his strength and support were all he needed and as they made their way into the bedroom Carlos moved slowly and carefully, leaning on his lover for support.
Turning Carlos around, Trent got him sitting on the bed then helped him to scoot back in the bed. Going around the other side, Trent crawled in beside Carlos, pulling up the blankets over both of them, and gathered his lover in his arms, kissing the top of his head and running his hand through his hair.
The bed felt wonderful -- and Carlos started to relax into it. Then he felt his lover's arms around him and he used what strength he had left to push back into him to feel his whole body against him. He felt so good, very warm, strong, and Carlos felt safe, secure and very loved. The feel of Trent kissing his head and running his hand through his hair added to what he was already feeling and he nestled against his lover and sighed. Then he closed his eyes and tried to relax and get some sleep.
Trent wasn't sleepy, but he was so glad Carlos was starting to doze off. It really was the best thing for him. Trent continued to run his hand soothingly through Carlos's hair and to kiss the top of his head until he was asleep. Trent continued to lie there holding Carlos and was soon asleep himself.
Trent woke up a bit surprised he had even fallen asleep. Carlos was still sleeping in his arms. He reached up and very softly ran his hand over his lover's hair, kissing him oh-so-softly. He didn't intend to wake him if he could help it but he needed to touch him in this way. He felt a little bad he had let Carlos over do again. Not that he could have really stopped a determined Carlos, but he might have been more careful, he thought.
Carlos felt the familiar and very wonderful touch of his lover running his hand through his hair and then the kissing. It was too good, so very right. He opened his eyes slowly, feeling better than he had earlier. It was something to wake up to -- such a wonderful man doing such wonderful things to you. He never felt so loved in his life. He moved slowly -- still staying pressed against Trent's body with his own. He turned his head until he was looking his lover in the eyes. "Hi there," he said, reaching up gently pulling Trent's head down to kiss him passionately.
"Hi to you, too," Trent said, happy to see Carlos was back to himself again.
"I'm sorry I conked out on you earlier," he said, feeling a little concerned that his spells were worrying his lover which he didn't want to do. He would never hide anything from Trent and they both knew that, but Carlos could sense that Trent felt responsible and he wanted to alleviate that completely.
"You don't need to apologize to me. You're still recovering, you know. It's to be expected from time to time," Trent said, trying to ease his lover's mind.
"I feel so much better, baby," he added. "Kiss me?" he asked, smiling that famous wicked smile of his. No he wasn't *up* for anything but he did feel better and he wanted to be close, very close -- holding each other, cuddling with their bodies touching and pressed together -- feeling the warmth, strength and love they had for each other.
Trent smiled at his lover's grin and chuckled. "Yes, I can see you're feeling better," Trent said then kissed Carlos. "But you still need to take it easy. Don't make me sit on you to keep you still," Trent teased, knowing all to well Carlos would love to have him sit on him and no rest would be gotten by anyone.
"Sit on me? Now *there's* an idea," Carlos said seductively, really liking the idea. "Maybe later when I'm feeling more *up* to it?" he asked hopefully. He was teasing and knew perfectly well what Trent was referring to.
"Thought that idea might get a *rise* out of you," Trent laughed at his lover's reaction, "Maybe later if you're a very good boy."
"Don't worry, baby, I'll take it easy, I promise," he said, and he meant every word of what he said. That spell was a reminder that he wasn't fully recovered, and he would have to watch himself to try and keep from overdoing things. "Why don't we watch TV? Maybe there's a good movie on?" he asked. What Carlos wanted and needed most was to hold Trent and have Trent hold him, cuddling close.
"Not sure what is on TV on Saturday morning anymore. Cartoons? I'm sure the stuff we watched as kids is long gone. Except maybe Bugs Bunny," Trent commented, stretching his reach for the remote and just snagging it. Not being able to see the TV, Trent moved himself until he was sitting up then gathered Carlos back in his arms. "Let's see what's on," Trent said, turning the TV on.
"I like cartoons," Carlos said, trying to remember the last time he watched them. That was something he missed, and he liked the sound of just staying in bed and watching cartoons. "You do the channel surfing and we'll stop when we get to something we both want to see," Carlos said, smiling at his lover.
Flipping through the channels Trent stopped at something that caught his eye. "What on EARTH is this?" Trent asked of no one in particular, "That's a giant talking hat. Good heavens, there's another one! What is this? Nightmare on Hat Street?"
Carlos broke up laughing. "Haven't you seen this before, baby?" Carlos asked. "This show was on back in the 70's. It's called 'Lidsville'. Something about a village of living hats. Do you want to watch it?" he asked.
Trent looked at Carlos like he had three heads. "A village of living hats? Surely you're joking?" Trent said, in total disbelief, but he could see by the show Carlos wasn't joking. It had to be the strangest thing he had ever seen. And it just got stranger. When the show was over, Trent turned to Carlos and said, "OK, now I've seen everything."
"Think so?" Carlos asked, smirking. "Look what's coming on next," he said, pointing to the TV. It was 'The Banana Splits' -- another 70's show, all kinds of characters dressed in goofy costumes. "What do you think? Want to watch this?" he asked, looking at Trent to see what his reaction would be.
"'The Banana Splits'?" Trent said, unbelieving. Looking at Carlos smirking at him, Trent asked, "They're not going to squirt each other with whipped cream are they? No, probably not on a kids show. But even that wouldn't be as strange as a village of talking hats. Really."
Carlos couldn't contain himself at his lover's reactions, and soon he was laughing as hard as he could, holding his sides. "Not on the show, but I'm sure whipped cream can be arranged in a show of our own," he said, still laughing, yet trying to regain some control.
They watched the show until it was over. "Well, that was an interesting experience I must say," Trent commented.
"I'm glad you enjoyed it, baby," Carlos said, still laughing although much more quietly now.
"I'm not sure 'enjoyed' is the right word here, but if it makes you happy, we can go with enjoyed," Trent said.
Carlos reached up and pulled his lover's head gently down so that he could bring their lips together in a very tender, passionate kiss. Just as if on cue his stomach started to growl. "I think it's lunchtime," he said grinning, then kissed Trent once more, with all the love he had to give.
"So I hear," Trent laughed at Carlos's stomach clock going off. "If you stay here and be a good boy while I fix lunch, then maybe I'll let you get up and eat at the table. How's that sound?" Trent asked, looking at Carlos looking at him and grinning.
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