both a good laugh.
“Hope your mom is cooking breakfast when we get there,” he said, accepting his coffee from Chris. He glanced at his watch. “Nine o’clock. We should be there in another hour, right?”
“Right, but forget breakfast, they’ll have been up since six. She’ll make us a sandwich or somethin’.”
“So, you going to tell her you’re dating?” Joey asked as they got back on the road.
“No. Mom and Dad don’t really want to hear that just yet.”
“But they’re gonna have to get used to the idea one of these days. I mean, Chris, you’re twenty-four years old, not their little baby anymore.”
“Try telling my mother that.”
“I will.”
“No, you won’t. Joey, don’t even bring up the subject, please. I’ll tell them when I know what’s happening with Carlos and me. He’s offered me a job.”
“ Has he now? So tell me, what’s he like?”
“Beautiful, Joey, just so amazingly hot. I couldn’t believe he was giving me the time of day.”
Joey chuckled. “Well, you’re not exactly a troll, Chris.”
“Gee, thanks for that.”
“No, I mean, you think I’d run around with some dweeb?” Joey grinned at him. “I have a reputation to maintain you know.”
“Hah, some reputation. The tramp of the class of ’02.”
“I could take exception to that remark—if it wasn’t true!” Joey laughed out loud. “Oh God, those were the days. We had fun, right?”
Chris grinned at his friend. “Yes, we did, though I think you had more than your fair share.”
“Tell me. Anyway, we got off the subject of Carlos. How hot is he? Describe him for me.”
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71
“Well, he’s tall, about six-four, I’d say.”
“Mmm…”
“Thick, black hair.”
“Oh, I like him already. Tall, dark and handsome.”
“Dark-brown eyes with flecks of gold.”
“I’m gettin’ hard—”
“Stop that, you.” Chris chuckled. “He’s built too, great body.”
“Big cock?”
“Joey!’
“Well, he can’t be all of the above and hung like a mouse.”
“I can assure you he’s not hung like a mouse.”
“Aha. No wonder you’re looking so damned self-satisfied.”
“Joey, there’s more to him than just his good looks. He’s so great, so caring , in and out of bed. ”
“Oh my …” Joey poked Chris in the ribs. “Ah do declare, mah best fren’s in love .”
“Yes.” Chris stared straight ahead as he said, “I do believe I am.”
Their weekend with Chris’ parents’ wasn’t quite the chore Chris had thought it might be. Chris loved his parents, and even if his mother could be a bit of a control freak at times, he knew her actions and thoughts were for his well being. Having Joey there with him had been a good idea. His mom loved Joey, regardless of how outrageous he could be at times.
She even let him call her by her first name, Anita. So, it was easy for Chris to sometimes drift from the conversation at hand and let his mind linger on the last wonderful time he’d spent with Carlos. He just had to be careful when he stood up since thoughts of Carlos invariably made him hard. The tenting in his jeans or shorts was not something he wanted his mother to catch sight of.
However, he knew that getting across the idea to his parents of him doing their accounting from anywhere else other than right there in the winery wasn’t going to be easy.
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J. P. Bowie
72
His dad might see it was possible, but his mother just would not understand why he’d want to do such a thing as stay in LA.
“That immoral, dangerous place…” she’d railed at him on several occasions, and this time she had a newspaper article to show him, to prove to him that LA was the last place on earth he should want to live.
“And that goes for you too, Joey,” she exclaimed as she thrust the paper under Chris’
nose. “I immediately thought of the danger you could both be in when I read that.”
Sighing, Chris scanned the
“Hope your mom is cooking breakfast when we get there,” he said, accepting his coffee from Chris. He glanced at his watch. “Nine o’clock. We should be there in another hour, right?”
“Right, but forget breakfast, they’ll have been up since six. She’ll make us a sandwich or somethin’.”
“So, you going to tell her you’re dating?” Joey asked as they got back on the road.
“No. Mom and Dad don’t really want to hear that just yet.”
“But they’re gonna have to get used to the idea one of these days. I mean, Chris, you’re twenty-four years old, not their little baby anymore.”
“Try telling my mother that.”
“I will.”
“No, you won’t. Joey, don’t even bring up the subject, please. I’ll tell them when I know what’s happening with Carlos and me. He’s offered me a job.”
“ Has he now? So tell me, what’s he like?”
“Beautiful, Joey, just so amazingly hot. I couldn’t believe he was giving me the time of day.”
Joey chuckled. “Well, you’re not exactly a troll, Chris.”
“Gee, thanks for that.”
“No, I mean, you think I’d run around with some dweeb?” Joey grinned at him. “I have a reputation to maintain you know.”
“Hah, some reputation. The tramp of the class of ’02.”
“I could take exception to that remark—if it wasn’t true!” Joey laughed out loud. “Oh God, those were the days. We had fun, right?”
Chris grinned at his friend. “Yes, we did, though I think you had more than your fair share.”
“Tell me. Anyway, we got off the subject of Carlos. How hot is he? Describe him for me.”
BOUND IN BLOOD
J. P. Bowie
71
“Well, he’s tall, about six-four, I’d say.”
“Mmm…”
“Thick, black hair.”
“Oh, I like him already. Tall, dark and handsome.”
“Dark-brown eyes with flecks of gold.”
“I’m gettin’ hard—”
“Stop that, you.” Chris chuckled. “He’s built too, great body.”
“Big cock?”
“Joey!’
“Well, he can’t be all of the above and hung like a mouse.”
“I can assure you he’s not hung like a mouse.”
“Aha. No wonder you’re looking so damned self-satisfied.”
“Joey, there’s more to him than just his good looks. He’s so great, so caring , in and out of bed. ”
“Oh my …” Joey poked Chris in the ribs. “Ah do declare, mah best fren’s in love .”
“Yes.” Chris stared straight ahead as he said, “I do believe I am.”
Their weekend with Chris’ parents’ wasn’t quite the chore Chris had thought it might be. Chris loved his parents, and even if his mother could be a bit of a control freak at times, he knew her actions and thoughts were for his well being. Having Joey there with him had been a good idea. His mom loved Joey, regardless of how outrageous he could be at times.
She even let him call her by her first name, Anita. So, it was easy for Chris to sometimes drift from the conversation at hand and let his mind linger on the last wonderful time he’d spent with Carlos. He just had to be careful when he stood up since thoughts of Carlos invariably made him hard. The tenting in his jeans or shorts was not something he wanted his mother to catch sight of.
However, he knew that getting across the idea to his parents of him doing their accounting from anywhere else other than right there in the winery wasn’t going to be easy.
BOUND IN BLOOD
J. P. Bowie
72
His dad might see it was possible, but his mother just would not understand why he’d want to do such a thing as stay in LA.
“That immoral, dangerous place…” she’d railed at him on several occasions, and this time she had a newspaper article to show him, to prove to him that LA was the last place on earth he should want to live.
“And that goes for you too, Joey,” she exclaimed as she thrust the paper under Chris’
nose. “I immediately thought of the danger you could both be in when I read that.”
Sighing, Chris scanned the
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