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Wanna-bes

Chapter 10

G awakened to the distinct aroma of bacon. He started to roll over and then remembered his backside. G crawled out of bed and peeked out the door of the bedroom, making certain no one was in the living room. He decided to wear nothing because anything touching his buttocks hurt too much. After rounding the corner into the kitchen, he spotted his partner at the six-burner, commercial stove turning over the bacon.

"That's a new look for you," Sam said, ogling his partner's sexy body.

"I'm not going to stay sexy for long if you keep feeding me this way."

"I've got a surprise for you this morning. The bacon can wait." He shut off the stove.

"Give me one piece of that stuff. I could smell it all the way in the bedroom."

"That's why I made it, to wake you up." Sam picked out a meaty slice and offered it to him.

G took a bite and savored his favorite food. He finished the rest in less than a minute. "What's the surprise?"

"Come with me." He grasped his partner's hand and led him back into the bedroom.

"Okay, I know where this is going."

"Do you?" In the bathroom, Sam opened a panel which appeared to be part of the wall. He stepped through a door and onto a deck.

G's jaw dropped. A pool identical to the sheik's one a story below them stretched the length of the deck. This one was different with an infinity edge overlooking the ocean. A hot tub occupied one end and side.

"It's been here all along. The other day when you were on the ops housekeeping asked me how I liked the pool. He knew by my look that I didn't know there was one."

"Nice."

"Really? Is that all you have to say about it? Let's go for a swim before breakfast."

"What time is it?"

"Late morning."

"Maybe later." He turned to leave.

Sam grasped his hand and drew him close. "The look on your face was not one of surprise."

"Let's just say I'm not going there."

"Let's just say you are. Tell me what happened."

G averted his eyes to Sam's dark naked chest. "I… he… almost…." He trailed his fingers in lazy circles on his partner's chest to distract himself and lowered his voice to a whisper, "Raped me."

Sam drew him closer and gently kissed him on the forehead. "You're safe with me. Let's go for a swim." He took G by the hand and led him down the beach entry into the pool.

"Damn." G struggled to free himself.

"Easy, I'm not going to hurt you. I hope you know that by now."

"Except with that wicked bullwhip." He cracked a half smile.

"You know that's for your pleasure."

"It was a joke."

"Good." He walked further into the pool. "If this is too much on your backside we'll get out."

They waded into the pool up to their upper thighs.

"Ready?"

They stepped into deeper water.

G winced as the water touched his heated buttocks waiting for it to hurt. He followed his premature protest with a long sigh.

"We good?"

"Feels great. Thought it would hurt."

Sam released his partner's hand and started swimming. G swam along side him toward the deep end and the infinity edge.

"This is just what I needed."

"The pool could use some heating too." Sam smirked.

"Very funny."

They stopped at the infinity edge and enjoyed the view.

"Did you check this for bugs?"

"That's the first thing I did."

"Maybe we could… you know…."

"Make love in the pool later on today."

"I was hoping for a romantic night in the pool."

Sam came behind him. "It's got great mood lighting." He felt the heat emanating from the man's buttocks.

"Sounds perfect." G sighed and leaned back into his partner's body. "I think I could handle standing here and you entering me underwater. I hope my backside can too." He laughed.

"First though, I need to know one thing."

"If this is about the ops… I'm not interested in talking about… him."

"Not exactly."

"Oh." G wrapped his around Sam's waist and drew him closer to his body. "I need this. And it feels good."

"You said he seemed familiar to you."

G jerked away from his partner. He swam toward the side of the deep end near some steps. "I can't. I won't talk about that. It's too spooky and too weird."

Sam swam closer to him, staying five feet away from his partner. "If it will help with the ops—"

"Dammit, stop this. Stop it!" He started to climb out of the pool.

"Someone might see you at this end."

"Now you tell me." He dove into the pool and swam toward the shallow end.

Sam swam after him and beat him to his destiny.

G stopped short of the beach entry shallow end. "How did you do that?"

"I've been practicing again. I've got to do something to keep myself busy while you're gone. Let's relax in the hot tub for a bit."

"So you can loosen my lips more."

"That too." Sam reached out his hand and G took it. They exited the pool and stepped into the hot tub. "This might hurt your backside too."

G eased down on the upper step, waiting for the pain to increase. Nothing. "Feels good."

"Now I know where I can feed you."

"Wouldn't mind it."

"How about dinner by the pool?"

"And a wet romp afterward."

"Sounds delicious."

G eased himself down to the lower seating area. "Even better." The heated smooth fiberglass surface soothed his sore buttocks. He reclined in the seat and stretched out his legs. Sam grasped and massaged his partner's feet.

"You've got a thing with feet."

"You love it."

"True." He sighed. "It's too bad that pain medicine was a bust."

"I don't think Hetty wanted you on too strong of a dose."

"She wants me to suffer." G winked at him.

"I didn't know she was into wielding a bullwhip."

"Nasty man. Other foot and I'll tell you what you want to know."

"How about I massage you all over while you talk to me?"

"Everywhere?"

"That's for tonight."

"Doesn't hurt to ask." He laughed. "In my early CIA days, I first explored the possibilities of a Master/slave relationship."

"Seriously?"

"Unfortunately, yes." G moaned with Sam's expert massage. The man performed magic on his body. He only wished he'd given into his desire for their relationship sooner. After a stressful ops a body massage from Sam was better than any alcoholic drink he could order. "I ran into many unscrupulous wanna-bes who lacked the knowledge to take me where I wanted to go."

"I'd never imagine that you'd take that route in your younger years."

"After a couple of wicked foster fathers who knew how to paddle a behind, I decided to find a man a little older than me to complete my training. I loved the response my body had to those discipline sessions."

"And mine?"

"I can't begin to describe what you do to me. It's better than anything I've experienced to date."

"Now I see the dilemma you referred to after this ops is over."

G ignored his comment for the moment. He wasn't certain how to respond anyhow. After the superb bullwhipping sessions with Sam, G wanted to continue them when the finished this ops. Going without his partner's expertise was not an option. "I met this one man who both excited and terrified me."

"I hope I don't have that effect on you."

"Never." G sighed. "His sadistic personality both interested and repelled me. He was prone to shrieks of fiendish laughter." G shivered even though his body was more than warm enough. The sheik laughed close to the same way. And there were other similar characteristics.

"Anything else happen with that man?"

"A strange thing occurred one night. I couldn't remember anything which happened after our session. At the end of the night he asked me a question and sent me home with instructions to come up with an answer. The problem was I couldn't remember what he asked me."

"That's odd."

"I had the most bizarre dreams that night about him coming into my room and… damn…." G pulled away from Sam and faced the deck behind him.

"You don't need to share any more." Sam sat beside him and caressed his shoulders. His partner's body trembled. "Do you need me to hold you?"

He faced his partner again, his eyes glassy.

Sam drew G into his arms and laid back in the water with him. "You're safe."