Reminiscing
Reminiscing
Kevin – unoponcho
I have notice that one of the characteristics of we older people is that we reminisce and remember things that happened many years ago. Some times the things we remember over the years have been embellished and did not occur exactly like we now remember them. The other night after I went to bed and could not go to sleep, I remember a couple of very interesting young gay men that I met in my earlier years. These men were not only interesting as individuals, but what they were doing was extremely fascinating and intriguing to me.
At the time I was living in a city in the southwest. I owned and was operating a small retail business that was not in the best part of the city. Near my business was a restaurant that was owned and operated by a Greek family. Because the restaurant was nearby and served good food, I ate there fairly regularly. There was a waiter named Stephen. Stephen had a great personality and was very outgoing. Once Stephen met anyone, he never forgot their names. No matter how busy he was, he was always smiling and was happy. He had long black hair that he kept pulled back in a ponytail. The way he wore his hair drew attention to his very striking unusual facial features. He always wore black pants and a white shirt that he did not button up all the way. He had a thin layer of black hair on his chest and sometimes when he bent over you could see his nipples on the inside of his open shirt. To me Stephen was a knockout. When he was serving tables he moved very fast with a grace almost like a dancer and always was looking the person in the eye and talking to them. He worked circles around the other waiters and waitresses and everyone always tipped him very generously.
Some times it was after the rush hour when I went in the restaurant to eat. If things were slow, Stephen would set down at my table and talk to me while I ate. I was almost certain that Stephen knew that I was gay and was attracted to him, but Stephen liked me and wanted to be friends, but I indubitably was not his type. In fact I was not for sure at the time that he was gay.
I went in the restaurant one day and Stephen was not there. I figured that he had taken the day off and did not think anything about it. I returned to eat at the restaurant for several days in a row and Stephen still was not there. I asked the owner about him and the owner told me that Stephen had not come to work and just disappeared and no one knew where he was or what happened to him.
A couple of months passed by and one day Stephen showed up at my place of business. I was real busy with customers and did not get to talk to him very much. He told me that he had moved in with a man that he had been seeing off and on for over a year, and that he wanted me to meet him. His name was Ricky. Stephen could not say enough good things about him. He wrote down his phone number and told me to call him so we could visit and arrange for me to meet Ricky.
That evening after I had closed the store, I called Stephen and we talked well over an hour. He told me a lot about Ricky and what he and Ricky were doing. They were living just outside the city limits. Ricky had started unique non-profit animal protection organization that provided sanctuary, rehabilitation, lifetime care and shelter to various non-native species of primates, birds, mammals, and reptiles that otherwise would continue to suffer from abuse, neglect, or be killed as unwanted surplus. Stephen had moved in with Ricky and was assisting him in taking care of the animals. At the time they had a community of more than l75 primates, 40 birds, and various mammals, including a mountain lion, two lynx’s, Bengal tiger, and a bear.
Having always been extremely interested in wildlife of any kind, and I was excited over Stephen inviting me to come out to their place on a Saturday afternoon and meet Ricky and see the sanctuary and animals. They invited me to have dinner with them and spend the night so I could help them feed and tend to the animals Sunday morning. I did not know what to expect when I arrived at the sanctuary. Stephen met me at the front gate that they kept locked. He got in my car and directed me to the place that they lived. It was an old house that use to be a nice home but had deteriorate to the point that he needed to be torn down. There were vines growing up the walls and on the roof. Some of the windows were broken out and there were no screens on the windows. The floor in the living/den area had rotted out and had been removed so they had a dirt floor. The roof leaked and it was a deplorable place to live. However, Stephen and Ricky seemly were perfectly happy and had everything as clean and neat as possible under the circumstances. They had mattresses on the floor in both of the bedrooms and they had clean sheets on them. They had a rickety dining table and four chairs and that was about the extent of their furniture.
Ricky was not at all what I was expecting. He was several years older than Stephen. He was about five foot five inches tall and could not have weighed more than l30 pound soaking wet. My first impression was that he spoke very softly and seemed a little timid or shy, however, I could tell that he was extremely intelligent. He would have been the last person that I would have thought that would be living the way he was living and be interested in taking care of animals. Stephen took me on a two-hour tour of the compound while Ricky remained behind to prepare our dinner. The first place that Stephen took me to was a smaller house that appeared to have formally been the servant’s quarters and was now used to prepare the food for the animals. There were a number of old refrigerators lined up in a row and several large worktables, and stacks of boxes and sacks with different kinds of food. Stephen told me that each of the different species of animals and birds ate different things, and some were on special diets. He explained that some of the animals had been abused to the point that they were missing legs, or tails, and some had severe physical or psychological problems. A number of the primates came from research labs where they used them for different experiments. Some were from zoos that had no longer use for them because of their age, illness or deformed in some way. Many of the primates that they had received to take care of had never been around any other primates of their species.
As we walked through the ten-acre compound where there were different enclosures, and shelters for the various species. It did not take me very long to realize that most of the monkeys and apes recognized Stephen. He could go inside their cages and the different monkeys reacted differently. Some of them would get on his shoulder and groom his hair. A couple of times in different enclosures there were monkeys that would run to a corner and cowered down as if they were going to be beat or mistreated. When we got to the Bengal tiger’s quarters he was lying down and looked at me and started snarling and looking very viscous. I immediately notice that he had a front paw missing. As soon as Stephen stepped inside the cage, the tiger got up and started rubbing up against him like a domestic cat would do. Stephen told me that he was the only person that the tiger would let in the cage with him, which really pissed Ricky off because Ricky was the one that fed him most of the time and had taken care of him for well over two years.
Another thing that surprised me was that Stephen or Ricky had named every animal and Stephen knew the history of about every animal and bird in the compound. The last area that he took me to was a large shelter that was divided in half that housed the chimps. We had walked up to where we were about forty feet away from the shelters or cages. Stephen told me not to get any closer until he went inside and petted Gus. I had no idea why but I stood and watched Stephen go into the shelter. There were thirty or so chimps in the shelter. Some of them were on one side and some of them were on the other. When Stephen got inside, Gus very aggressively ran towards Stephen bearing his teeth and making loud noises that could only be interrupted to mean that he objected to Stephen invading his domain. Stephen stood his ground and talked to him while starring him in the eye. Gus soon calmed down and Stephen patted him on the head and yelled at me that I could come up closer so I could see all of the chimps. Stephen explained that the chimps had been separated because they had formed two different social troupes and some of them would fight each other if they were in the same cage. He pointed out several of the chimps that had been in different movies.
Before Stephen left the enclosure he told me to back away from the shelter before he got out. I backed away not understanding why, but as soon as Stephen got out of the cage, Gus was picking up feces and throwing it at me. I was out of his range, but I learned that he would have hit his target if I had been closer. Stephen told me that Gus was very protective of his domain and his social troupes of chimps. There were several different animals and birds running loose in the compound. There was a large pond inside the compound and a small alligator was laying on the bank sunning. There were a lot of ducks and native birds that were flying in and out of the compound. An ostrich just walked around making him self at home. So were some larger birds from foreign countries that I had never seen before. On the way back to the house, Stephen told me about their financial problems in obtain enough money to feed and support the animals. They had received a couple of small grants and a number of people were donating money and time to help them take care of the animals. He said that a lot of the grocery stores were donating the produce and meat that had gotten so old that they could not sell it. He explained that they needed to build more shelters and was not able to adopt or accept a number of animals that needed their help. A lot of the animals were being put to death daily because they simply did not have shelters or food to accept any more.
After the tour, I had very mixed emotions about what I had seen. So many of the animals were missing limbs or tails, but otherwise seemed to have adapted and in good health. Stephen had told me that about five different veterinarians were volunteering their time and coming out regularly to take care of the animals. Any new animal or bird was put in quarantine until thoroughly checked out before putting in the enclosures with other animals or birds. There were two things that impressed me the most. The rapport that Stephen had with the animals, and the fact that they were planning to try to release back into their native habitat, some of those that were in good health and had been rehabilitated. Ricky turned out to be a marvelous cook. He had baked loafs of bread, and fixed spaghetti and meatballs with a wonderful sauce, and had a vegetable salad. Everything was seasoned to perfection. It was not an expensive meal to prepare, but equaled in taste to many of the expensive meals that I had had. During our conversation during and after the meal I learned that Ricky’s primary and only interest in discussing concerned only two different topics. He was very well versed on wildlife particularly about monkeys and apes. The other topic was gay sex and lifestyle, but that was secondary to that of monkey and apes.
I found out very quickly that Ricky was very dominating. He seems to have an obsession about Stephen and Stephen was always under his watchful eyes and he wanted to know where and what he was doing every minute. Stephen was not permitted to leave the compound without Ricky’s permission. Stephen worship the ground Ricky walked on and did not seem to mind being treated more or less like a slave and being owned by Ricky.
In the short time I had been around Ricky I had noticed that he was in my opinion flirting with me and had even fondle me in front of Stephen. Several passing remarks could have easily been interpreted that he was coming on to me. It was making me very uncomfortable. I could not tell what was going on, and when I looked at Stephen he was seemingly ignoring what Ricky was saying or doing.
After we had talked some after the meal, Stephen got up from the table and started clearing off the dirty dishes and washed them and cleaned up the kitchen. I offered to help and he told me to keep my seat and talk to Ricky. Ricky was doing all of the talking and he told me about Stephen was entering data on the computer and had set up a file on each of the animals and birds with information about their background, what they ate, medial records, and photographs. Stephen was also the editor of a monthly newsletter designed mostly to get people to donate funds to help support the sanctuary. Stephen had only been living with Ricky for twelve weeks, but had worked part time at the sanctuary prior to moving in with Ricky. It seemed to me that Stephen was doing more than humanly possible.
When Stephen had finished cleaning up the kitchen and started to sit back down at the table with us, I could not believe what all took place.
Ricky asked, “Did I tell you that you could sit down? Take off those dirty clothes off.” Stephen started towards their bedroom and Ricky yelled at him, “Did I tell you that you could leave the room? Stand right here in front of me and take your clothes off.” Stephen stood in front of Ricky and striped all of his clothes off never once looking in my direction. He seemed embarrassed but was willing to do any thing Ricky wanted or commanded him to do. Ricky reached over and took a hold of Stephen’s nice size four-inch soft dick. He stroked it a couple of times and Stephen started getting a hard-on. Ricky yelled out, “Did I tell you to get a stiff on?…….Go show our guests where the bathroom his so he can take a shower and get ready for bed.”
Stephen looked over at me and nodded his head indicating that I was to follow him. When I got up I already had a semi-hard-on, but when I walked behind Stephen and saw his beautiful shaped shoulders back and those nice buns plus the most nicely shaped legs that I had ever seen, I had a huge boner that I could not hide. We had gotten in the bathroom and Stephen put a clean towel on the countertop and turned on the spray in the shower. He turned to leave, and Ricky yelled, “Leave the fucking door open in the bathroom and get in the shower with our guest and help him with his bath.” I did not know what to do. If I refused Stephen’s help then I would possibly get him in trouble. If Stephen got into the shower with me and by my already having an erection I did not know what would happen. Before I knew it, Stephen had me undressed and we got into the shower. By this time Stephen had an erection, but would not let me touch it. He had just picked up the bar of soap, when we heard Ricky in the bathroom yelling at Stephen “soap him down and give him a bath like you give me”. Stephen began putting soap over my body. After he had completely covered my entire body including my erection and ass, he gently opened the shower door and looked out to see if Ricky was around. He did not see Ricky and he quickly got on his knees and deep throated me. He then stood up and helped me rinse off.
Ricky yelled out, “Stephen, while you are in there get your ass clean. No one wants to smell your shitty ass.”
I soaped Stephen down just as he had done to me. He whispered to me that he could not get out of the shower showing a hard or there would be hell to pay. I also didn’t want Ricky to see me with a hard-on. Stephen attempted to solve the problem by turning the cold water on, which worked to some extent. When we got out of the shower we both had semi-hards.
Ricky yelled, “Did I tell you that you could get out of the shower yet?”
Stephen looked at me and shrugged his shoulders, gave Ricky the finger and got back into the shower. I dried off and put on my underwear and left the bathroom. I went over and set down by Ricky. He looked at me and then down at the table. He then yelled, “Stephen get your ass out of the shower before you use all of the hot water. I still have to take a shower.”
A few minutes Stephen appeared with a towel around his waist.
Ricky jumped up and said, “Give me that towel. You know that I don’t like a towel to block my view of your sorry ass.” Ricky took off to the bathroom. He closed the bathroom door and we heard him turn on the shower. I asked Stephen why he put up with Ricky treating him that away. Stephen told me that he sincerely love Ricky and no matter what Ricky said to him or wanted him to do that he would do it. He lowed his head and told me that Ricky did not love him the same way. I got up and put my arm around him. He looked at me and said, “I don’t know what is going to happen tonight. Ricky is acting very strange. If I had known all this was going to happen I would have never invited you to spend the night. I would not blame you if you got dress and left right now.”
“Stephen, Ricky would not physically abuse you would he?”
“Honey, he might try it one time, and I would knock his fucking lights out and string him up by his balls. That little runt doesn’t stand a chance with me. Besides I can always stake him out in front of the chimp’s shelter and he can be target practice for Gus.” I told Stephen that I was going to go ahead and go to bed before Ricky got out of the shower. I went into the room where I was supposed to sleep. I was going to close the door but there was no door. My mattress was lying on the floor underneath a window but there were no windows. There was a full moon that lit up the room. I lay down hoping that everything would be all right between Ricky and Stephen.
I lay there for some time and I could here the animals and birds still making all kinds of noises. There were a couple of monkeys that were making a hollering noise that was very loud and irritating. I heard the water in the shower cut off and I did not hear anything for several minutes and I just assumed that maybe that Stephen had gone to bed and was asleep when Ricky got to bed. The next thing I knew was Ricky and Stephen standing at my bedroom doorway and Ricky was demanding that Stephen get in bed with me and give me a blowjob or let me fuck him while he watched. Now I would have welcome getting a blowjob from Stephen or giving him one or for us to fuck each other, but I did not know if I could handle Ricky or anyone else so far a that goes, watching me having sex.
The moment Stephen got on the mattress and we touched each other, I could have cared less if the whole world was watching us. I thought that he got me hot while in the shower, but now my boiler was running over. We both took a hold of each other’s cocks at the same time. It was like the starting bell at the races. Stephen did not even hesitate in lying down so both of us could pounce on each other’s ridged pricks. Our moaning and thrashing around on the mattress soon drowned all the noises outside out. Ricky made a few remarks, but we were both so engrossed in what we were doing and feeling that we ignored him as if he were not there. While I was bobbing my head up and down on his nice cock that was spitting our precum, I had a hold of the cheeks of his ass and I do not think I could ever have the privilege of holding a more perfect pair in my life. They were so smooth and soft but when he flexed them they were still smooth but as hard a marble. The longer we gave head to each other the hotter we got and the more we discover how to excite each other. When I touched his asshole, his cock jerked in my mouth and I thought for sure that he was going to shoot off.
The way we started off and both were feeling, I was almost sure that this was going to be a quickie, but somehow I think that both of us began to feel that we were going to get the most out of our opportunity to have sex and were going to prolong the pleasure as long as possible. Not only were we hot as in being horny, but also our bodies were getting warm. Occasionally we were getting a breeze coming through the window, which just encouraged us to use our perspiration as a lotion as we ran our hands over each other’s bodies. We changed positions several times before neither of us could put off our ejaculation any longer. We both let our cum fly into each other’s throats within and minute or so of each other.
It was not until we were moving away from each other that I saw Ricky standing near the side of the mattress looking down at us. He was holding his pecker. At first I did not know if it were hard or not. It only looked like it were four or four and half inches long and was not as big around as mine is when it is soft. In fact I soon learned that my soft prick was as big as his when hard. I wanted to feel sorry or him but I could not figure out how he had the nerve to give orders and make demands from Stephen. Anyway he stood towering over us grinning as if he had enjoyed our having sex as much as Stephen and I did. Stephen got on his knees without Ricky saying anything, and began sucking on Ricky erection. Stephen had only sucked his cock for a couple of minutes before Ricky shot off. He did not say anything, but back away from Stephen and turned around and went to his room and went to bed.
Stephen got on top of me. He leaned over while looking at me he took a hold of his ponytail and flip it onto his back and said; “Now the rest of the night is ours. Before the night is over, I want you to fuck my ass and I want to fuck yours. I will be right back. I’m going to go get us some condoms and I will check, but I know that Ricky is asleep and he never wakes up during the night.”
When Stephen returned, he dropped the condoms on the bed and stood by the side of the mattress and looked down at me. He began jacking on his prick until it was fully erect again. He straddled me and while standing above me continue to jerk on his meat. The way the moonlight was hitting and showing off his beautiful body caused my prick to come to full attention again. It was so erotic and I could not think of anything that would have been more eye appealing. He knelt down still straddling me and places the tip of his cock on my lips. I opened my mouth and he lowers his cock down my throat and let out a mournful groan expressing the delightful feelings that he was experiencing. I gave him head in this position for a short time before he turned around so we could give head to each other at the same time. While he was giving me head, at the same time he was exploring my ass with his fingers eventually inserting one of his fingers up my asshole. His experienced finger soon found my prostrate which he was rubbing that caused my cock to almost erupt. He had me in such a state of arousal that I was practically begging him to fuck me.
While I was getting in position on my back preparing for the onslaught, he put on a condom and moved into his position. While I was holding onto my ankles, he spit on my gaping asshole and slid his entire fucktool into my rectum. I rested my legs on his shoulders and he leaned over and placed one of his hands on each side of me to brace himself and began to slowly fuck me while we stared into each other’s eyes and observed the expressions on each other’s faces. As he was stimulating both of us with his fucking motions, I reached up and ran my fingers over his face and lips. He opened his mouth and started sucking on my fingers like they were a cock. After fucking and pounding my ass for some time, he was obviously getting close. He increased his fucking motions and started tossing his head around and his ponytail was flipping wildly in the hair, and he began moan and quietly let me know that he was cumin. After he had shot off, I remove my legs off his shoulders and let them fall onto to the bed, and he collapsed on top of me.
He lay on top of me a few minutes and then moved off and was on his stomach with his head resting on my abdomen. He got the tip of my cock in his mouth and sucked on it while he stroked the shaft of my cock with one hand and held onto my balls with his other hand. He gave me pleasure in this manner for a period of time, and then did something that I had never experienced before. He got on his knees and leaned over, and he took his ponytail and first teased my cock with his hair and then he took a hold of my cock and his hair and stroked my cock, using his hair more of less as a lubricant, giving me delightful sensations that can not be expressed with words. Then he started sucking and deep throating me, stopping only long enough to spit on his fingers that he inserting in his anus preparing it for me to fuck him. After he thought that we both were ready, he put a condom on me and asked me to stand up for a moment. When I stood up, he spread his legs out so he was doing the splits. He lower his torso face down on the bed and reached down and took a hold of the cheeks of his ass and spread them apart and instructed me to get on top and fuck him. First of all I had no idea that Stephen was that limber and could do the splits, and secondly I had never fucked anyone in that position before.
After fucking him while he was doing the splits for some time enjoying every minute of it, he slowly moved his legs up and we were in the doggie style position without my ever taking my cock out of him, except his head and shoulders were resting on the bed. We soon set up a rhythm where I was slamming my cock in and out of his fuckhole and he was pistoning his ass back and forth on my fucktool. Stephen had obtained another erection that I was holding onto when I shoot off my second load for the night into Stephen’s ass.
I fell on the bed to recuperate with the full intention of sucking Stephen off again, but once again he surprised me and got into a position and within minutes of his sucking his own cock and he shot off into his mouth. He got up on his knees beside me and patted me on my shoulder and then kissed my butt before getting up and going to bed with Ricky.
The rest of the night I slept more soundly than I had in a long time. The noise that the animals and birds were making did not even bother me. However, I have never been awakened in the morning the way in which I was that morning. I woke up and opened my eyes only to see these God-awful eyes staring me in the face. The ostrich had stuck his head through the window and was looking at me face to face. I was startled and as I was moving away from him and he was trying to peck my nipples. Thank God I got out of his reach before he mistook my pecker as a worm.
I quickly got dressed and found a note on the table from Stephen saying that they had gone to prepare the food to feed the animals. The note told me to help myself a cup of coffee and the sweet rolls and come join them. When I got to the house were they were preparing the food, I had arrived just as they had finished loading up two trailers that were pulled by two old golf carts. I was in for another surprise. The only things that Stephen and Ricky had on were sandals and skimpy loincloths. With both of them having ponytails their attire did seem appropriate and reminiscent of the old Tarzan movies.
They both greeted me as if nothing had transpired the night before. Ricky was very cheerful and could not have been friendlier towards both Stephen and I. In fact he went out of his way to touch us and make friendly remarks. I got into the golf cart with Stephen and we took off in one direction. Ricky and his pet South American cotton-top tamarin left going in another direction. Feeding the animals was an interesting experience. Many of them, when we got close to their enclosures or shelters, seem to know that it was feeding time and reacted accordingly. There were some of the birds and animals that Stephen let me feed, but there were a few that he considered to be too dangerous for me to get near. In a way I was rather relieved that it was Ricky that feed the chimps and had to dodge Gus’s bombardment of feces. However we were close enough for me to observe Ricky when he delivered the food to the chimps. Gus did not do anything until after Ricky had put all the food out and was headed back to his golf cart before Gus started lambasting him with the feces and hit his target twice before Ricky was out of range.
It was almost noon before we finished feeding and then we medicated some of the animals. I was exhausted and at the same time was hipped up over the excitement of observing all of the different kind of animals from all over the world. I had a feeling of great admiration towards Stephen and Ricky for doing what they were doing even to the extent of depriving themselves to see that the animals and birds in their care came before their personal needs. Most of the animals had better living quarters than Stephen and Ricky had.
We had gone into the house and were going to eat sandwiches for lunch before I was to leave to go home. Stephen and Ricky with the help of some volunteers that were coming were going to clean out the cages and work around the compound that afternoon. There seem to be no end to the amount of work that needed to be done seven days a week sometimes night a day no matter what the weather or other circumstances might be. We had barely finished eating when some of the volunteers arrived. Ricky was going to go meet them. I thanked Ricky for having me as a guests and I expressed my gratitude and admiration for what he was doing. He hugged me and kissed me on each cheek and told me that I was welcomed to come back at anytime.
After Ricky had gone, I told Stephen that I knew that he had a lot to do and it was not necessary for him to hang around and see me off, but that I stank and would like to take a quick shower and change clothes before going home. He did not say anything, but reach over and started taking my clothes off. Once I was naked, he undid the ties on his loincloth that dropped to the floor and we went into the bathroom and took a shower together and exchanged blowjobs.
After we both had experienced very gratifying climaxes, Stephen put his arms around me and laid his head on my shoulder, and said, “I am so tired and so fucked up that I don’t know what to do. I love Ricky with all my heart, but he does not love me. I know he is brainwashing me, but I don’t care. I like what I am doing out here, but it gets so fucking lonely. You will never know how much I appreciate your coming to see us. I am embarrassed that you saw the way Ricky treated me last night. He is more fucked up than I am. He has an inferiority complex because his dick is small. Having sex with him consist of my giving him a blowjob. He will not perform oral sex on me or let me fuck him, and he will not fuck me. He seems to get his kicks from watching other’s have sex. That was the reason he insisted that I had sex with you last night. I just can’t leave him. I do hope that you will come back to visit us again. Will you promise me that you will come back soon?” I hugged him and kissed him and told him that I would be back. We got out of the shower, dried off and got dressed. He rode with me to the gate and unlocked it to let me out. As I was driving through the gate he was running along beside the car telling me to come back and see him real soon.
Unfortunately, that was the last time I ever saw Stephen in person. A business deal went through and I sold my business and moved to another city and state. I did see both Stephen and Ricky on TV while they were being interview about the work that they were doing. For a couple of years I received newsletters that Stephen had edited that included photographs of both he and Ricky along with photographs of the various monkeys and apes and other animals and birds along with articles that Stephen had written. Time has passed by so quickly that it is unthinkable, but it has been more than twenty some odd years since I have seen or heard of Stephen and Ricky. I recently learned that they are still together and doing the same thing. The size of their sanctuary has grown for ten acre to seventy-five and they now have more than six hundred primates plus numerous other animals, birds and reptiles that they are taking care of. They have been successful in taking some of their primates back to their native land and releasing them with other primates in the wild.
So much water has gone under the bridge since I last saw Stephen and Ricky. I have thought about going back to see them, but I’m not even sure that they remember me. I do remember them and hope that they know that a lot of people like myself have great respect for them for what they have done and are doing. It would be most interesting to me to find out if Stephen still likes to be fucked while doing the splits and of course wanting to know if Gus is still slinging shit.
Another great story yet again! 
Make me wish i had a peeping tom 
