All Chapters of The Art of Life and Love: The Second Symphony : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

  Once the two of them had all their stuff, they got out and made their way up to the apartment. Tony was beyond content to see Dillon constantly look back at his new baby girl. There was no need for Mrs. Vera or himself to worry. The kid adored the car enough to be careful and rational in her care. Hopefully he adored it, anyway. He actually hadn't given a definitive judgment on what he thought yet.   The very second Dillon unlocked his door with his new apartment key and closed it behind him, he assaulted Tony with a huge hug. The kid's jaw hit the floor when he handed that k

  It awed Tony that Dillon could take him for so long. As he forced in and out deeply, he could feel Dillon tense up his body under him. Tony liked to feel him rub his thighs and then grab them as he ran out of air. The kid definitely got better. Once he reached thirty seconds again on his mental timer, he decided to bump all future timers up to sixty seconds. Time to push his man to his limit. Even if he was already possibly there.   The degree of heat he felt flow through his veins told Tony that he wouldn't last too long. That was fine, he still had enough control to deliver

                 .May 28th, 2011: Saturday                                  

  A half hour later, Tony had finished deep in Dillon's throat and let him off with a gasp. He really was brutal, and sometimes would take his phone out to accurately time his thirty second rule. It was an established rule that when Dillon felt Tony go all the way in and stay, he would stay down to at least the count of thirty. Tony often bumped it up to sixty, which w

  The two of them were on the road in under fifteen minutes. Dillon had packed one of Tony's duffels with their swim trunks, towels, Dillon's knife kit, water bottles, and other odds and ends they'd need. Then he gave the beach grill a wipe down with a disinfectant wipe to get the dust off of it and put it in a bag next to the duffel. Then he had to figure out what to do with his insulin. Tony found him a large insulated lunch box that he could keep it in along with the lunch ingredients and stuff to drink. At the last minute, Dillon also decided to pack an extra pair of flops for Tony. He knew the guy well. While he promised he'd be fine now, a few hours on his feet and he'd bitch and moan about how uncomfortable they were. It was kind of cute.

  It got him off simply to feel Tony's strength. Yes, he was a young man, but his strength even for a twenty one year old youth was crazy to him. It was no chore for him to carry a two hundred pound Dillon over his shoulder like a sack of beans. A couple times Dillon tried to come up, but he was pressed back down each time. Tony had started another round of short, quic

  Ever so gently, Dillon took his hand back from Tony when he pulled up and parked next to a Sunoco gas pump. Jersey unfortunately had the stupid rule that customers couldn't pump their own gas, so he waved down a fuel associate and had him fill his baby up. He'd have to think of a name for her now. Tony tricked her out and she was beautiful enough now that she needed

  They were in a town of total strangers, so they didn't need to be on guard so much over how they interacted and appeared in public. Of course, they still weren't into traditional public displays of affection and didn't hold hands or kiss unless they were alone. They did however have a language of small, friendly touches and gestures that had developed between them. That way they could still express themselves to each other in public with minimal attention.    "O-ok, yea yer right. Of course I'll come, then," Tony said happily and flashed a million watt

  Eventually, Tony moved to sit cross-legged behind the grill to watch Dillon cook. It flattered him that he liked to watch him work. At the same time, it made him a little bit nervous, as it did when anyone watched him in the school kitchens too. It was much worse in the school kitchens of course, as he didn't know how the diners would respond if he messed up in some way. It was different with Tony. As he put the de-husked corn cobs and halves of mango on the grill and shut the lid, Tony spoke up.   "Hey when you do the pineapple, can I have the core?"&n

  It was such a fun time, they didn't even notice the sun start to set above them. Tony didn't last too long in the water and went back to their setup while Dillon swam around like a weird polar bear-fish-alligator hybrid. After a while, even he got too cold. It was no surprise, since it was so early in the season. He came back a couple hours later to Tony asleep in his lounge chair, totally content with the world.   Dillon had moved his chair closer to his and fluffed his towel around his shoulders. Nap time was imminent, and though they had both sprayed up with sunscreen, he