When handsome Ricky finally released Elroy's ankles, he stopped for a moment and lowered his head to Elroy's so they could kiss again. It was the position in which they would remain for the next hour: Ricky on top, making out and fucking at the same time. As a bottom, Elroy had always been agile in the sense that he could keep his legs up, bent at the knee, without experiencing any discomfort at all. From his personal experiences as a top, Elroy hated it when the bottom complained, or when the bottom seemed to be uncomfortable. This could ruin the moment entirely. He made sure that whenever he bottomed, he never made this mistake.
By the time Ricky came that night, he plunged into Elroy and remained motionless for a moment. He didn't shudder, grunt, or vibrate. They were kissing at the time. Their tongues remained locked together and it felt as if Ricky had stopped breathing. This allowed Elroy enough time to reach under Ricky's body and get himself off while Ricky was still deep inside him. And when this happened, Elroy's legs went so far up in the air he thought he'd pulled a hamstring.
When Ricky's body finally relaxed, he rested on top of Elroy and they kissed for a few more minutes. Elroy wrapped his legs around Ricky's hips and locked his ankles together at the small of Ricky's back. Although they weren't in love with each other and Elroy knew deep down they never would be, it occurred to Elroy he'd discovered yet another level of emotion that night he hadn't been aware of. That night he learned about the kind of sexual emotion that comes without pretense or judgment and can be as real as any other emotion a human being can experience.
After Ricky pulled out and removed the condom, he loped to the bathroom in his bare feet and left Elroy in the middle of the bed. Elroy glanced at the clock and saw it was almost four in the morning. If he left now he wouldn't get back to Boston until daylight. He had to admit the thought of falling asleep in handsome Ricky's arms made him smile. There was something about the combination they created that felt dirty and raw and exciting in a way Elroy didn't experience often. It wasn't love; he knew it wouldn't lead to anything of great significance. But it wasn't a bad thing either.
So he climbed out of bed and joined Ricky in the bathroom. He found him standing at the sink, brushing his teeth. He wrapped his arms around Ricky's waist and waited for him to finish.
When Ricky glanced into the cloudy bathroom mirror at Elroy's reflection he said, "You can stay all night if you want. I don't have to be out of the room until noon tomorrow."
Elroy knew he wasn't asking because he wanted to get to know him better. Ricky wanted the same thing Elroy wanted: more sex in the morning. Tonight, at this particular time in his life, it was fine with Elroy. This was the first time he'd remained out all night since he'd been roommates with Kyle and he couldn't wait to see the look on Kyle's face when he walked into their room tomorrow afternoon wearing the same clothes he'd worn the day before.
Chapter Fourteen
The next morning Elroy, pretending to be Mike, climbed on top of Ricky and straddled his waist. There was no foreplay this time. Elroy grabbed a condom from the nightstand, covered Ricky, and rode it for the next half hour. They came within seconds of each other, with Ricky shouting the name Mike aloud.
After that, they fell asleep for two more hours. When they woke up again and saw it was after eleven o'clock, they jumped into the shower and Elroy gave Ricky a blow job that caused Ricky's knees to bend.
When Ricky checked out of the bed-and-breakfast, he walked Elroy to the street and said, "I had fun." Then he put his arms around him and kissed him in front of two middle-aged women in plaid flannel shirts walking a large gray poodle.
This kiss shocked Elroy because it wasn't just a simple kiss goodbye. This was the kind of kiss where two people can't get enough of each other. When it was over, Elroy stepped back and asked, "Are we going to keep in touch?" He hesitated for a moment before he asked this question. He knew this was when men like them typically parted in different directions without looking back. Though he had no strong emotional connection to Ricky, the sexual energy they shared was far too exciting to ignore.
Ricky rubbed his jaw and looked down at the sidewalk. "Do you want to?"
Elroy shrugged and said, "I don't see how it can hurt."
So they exchanged phone numbers and went in different directions. Elroy normally would have given out a fake phone number to a man he'd just met in a bar. This time he decided to take a chance and give out his real number. The sex they'd shared had been so intense he wanted to know there might be more in the future. He suspected Ricky was married, either to a man or a woman, and it occurred to him that Ricky might have given him a fake phone number just to get rid of him. Elroy had experienced this before with other men. It was how he'd learned how to do it. So he decided to play it safe and not call Ricky first. He would let Ricky take control of this situation, and if Ricky wanted to see him again he would have to make the first phone call.