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151 MONTH LATER
SANDILE’S APARTMENT [HAVEN PALACE]
The homely feel of the place was not there yet but the place was close to feeling like a home. After a week of moving stuff in and trying to organize the place, it was still not fully decorated nor had a certain feel about it, nor did it follow a certain aesthetic and routine. The owner of the apartment seemed not to mind it at all while Thando was pushing for the place to be more homely. Of course, they had to agree and disagree on many things to be where they are with fully decorating and furnishing the place but what was most important was that for today, they were done.
Sandile and Thando sat in the half-heatedly decorated kitchen ready to have some dinner, a home-cooked meal Sandile made after a long day of re-arranging the living area and the bedroom of this place.
Thando: I clearly had no idea that you were so… dull when it comes to interior design. Who would’ve known?
Sandile: I love the shade you’re throwing at me. Either way, it’s not fun and it wouldn’t be fair, I have to be bad at something, one thing at least. Having a perfect man can be too burdensome. And that’s why I have you, to make up for my shortcomings…
Thando: so, I’m the supplement?
Sandile: yes monsieur~
Thando: when’s the food ready? I’m dying here…
Sandile: give me a minute… Pasta must be cooked to perfection. That’s my ethic…
Thando: and I will die waiting.
An unexpected knock on the door surprised them.
Sandile: are you expecting anyone?
Thando: excuse me?! I should be asking you that. This is your place, remember?
Sandile: all right… I forgot!
Thando: stop playing games and go answer the door.
Sandile: me? why not you? What if it’s someone dangerous?
Thando: then we both die…
Sandile: this is really not the time for your dark humor…
Thando: and it is jot time for you to be standing there… even if the killer was going to forgive us, forget about that now… we’ve stood him up for too long busy discussing trivial things.
Sandile: you’ll miss me…
Thando: you’re not going to die, just get the door, please… I‘ll use the bathroom.
Sandile: you are running away aren’t you?
Thando: just get the door…
The continued knocking made Sandile more anxious and a little bit more scared as he approached the door. He had not met his neighbours yet, so it couldn’t be them, he thought. None of his friends know the address of the place, except for Cleo…? Opening the door, his heartbeat regulated. It was a familiar face, Cleo.
Cleo: what took so long man, it’s freezing out here.
Sandile: Cleo?
Cleo: what? Didn’t expect me? who were you waiting for? Ohh, you have a visitor~~
Sandile: what are you doing here man? It’s late… on a Friday night at that. Whatever happened to clubs?
Cleo: I take it I am disturbing something… more of a reason for me to stay longer then… dish up dude!
Sandile: I hate you…
Cleo: where is he?
Sandile: shut up!!
Cleo: ohhh~~~
Thando came out of the bathroom, greeted, and joined the guys for dinner.
Thando: you didn’t die now, did you?
Cleo: die?
Thando: he was convinced you were a dangerous person.. a killer of some sort.
Sandile: hello?! I’m still here…
Thando: we know!
Cleo; wow! Can’t say I’m surprised though. Sandile always had a habit of fearing to answer doors.
Thando: I learn something new about him every day… thank you for that.
Sandile: so, what now? You’re airing all the dirty secrets friends are supposed to keep?
Cleo: why not? Thando is a great person. He needs some leverage to keep up with you. I am just doing a friend a favor.
Sandile: so, he’s your friend now, not me?
Cleo: sorry bro…. I’ve moved on!
Sandile: wow!
The night deepened and lengthened as the guys chat and spilled a little more about their lives. For a first-time actual encounter between Thando and Cleo, things were not that weird or awkward. They talked like they’d known each other for a while and that made Sandile happy. It was a nice picture seeing his lover and his best friend get along, it was something he always wished for, and seeing it happen, made his heart flutter making him realize that he somehow had great people in his life. The men before him were his best friends and he had no intention of ever losing either of them. they closed off the evening with a couple of drinks.
Sandile: I’m tired, I think I’ll go shower first and head to bed. Cleo?
Cleo: ohh… I know what you want. My presence has been pestering you all along. Fine! I’ll disappear myself. You guys be safe… use protection and enjoy the night!
Thando: it was a pleasure having you…
Cleo: the pleasure was mine… finally! Do you know how many sleepless nights I had because of this guy crying for you?
Thando: really?
Sandile: don’t mind him, he’s drunk. I’ve requested a cab for him. I’ll escort him out--- you shower first. I’ll see you when I’m back.
Thando: be safe. Bye, Cleo…
Cleo” have an amazing night!! Of course, you will…
Sandile: hurry and get out of here… so I’ll have an amazing night.
With Sandile escorting his wasted friend to a cab, Thando left for the bathroom and took a warm relaxing shower. It was needed and well deserved after a long day of dealing with his unstylish lover. Sandile had been a headache the whole day, but he made up for it by cooking for him… and Cleo.
15 MINUTES LATER
Retreating from the bathroom, he met Sandile just as he entered the door.
Thando: you’ve just come in now? You took longer than expected.
Sandile: I had to go buy something first--- for Cleo…
Thando: for Cleo?
Sandile: water… to sober up, there’s a convenience store nearby--- the garage I mean.
Thando: aren’t you going to shower?
Sandile: I will…wanna help?
Thando: please… I’m beat, I can’t.
Sandile: a kiss then.
Thando: that I can do!
Sandile leaned in to accept his kiss from his prey. Unlike any other days where he’d kissed him innocently and had no other intentions although it was always hard to hold back, tonight he had no plans to stop or whatsoever. He deepened the kiss as he followed Thando’s lead to the bedroom, they both wanted and needed this!
Sandile: I thought you wanted me to take a shower…
Thando: can you not talk? God knows how much I’ve prepared and what I’ve done while you were gone.
Sandile: are you seducing me right now?
Thando: are you seduced? Is it working?
Sandile: judging by how can’t keep my hands off you, I guess it is.
Thando: glad to know.
Not knowing when and how they reached the bedroom; Thando lost his top pyjama on the way he slowly fell on the bed with his back while his lips were still fully glued onto Sandile’s. Something about the way their bodies clasped against each other, their breathing, and how desperate they were for each other’s love raised sparkles and made them thirstier and yearning for each other more. Slowly threading lower Sandile paid careful attention to every inch, nook, and cranny of Thando’s body, losing himself in the process. The ultimate pleasure Thando got from having his nipples stimulated made him groan as if wounded making strange sounds which turned his lover on and invested him more and more into what they were doing.
His tender and soft touches made him want to lose his mind. He was on the right track but taking too long for Thando’s patience. He lowered his hand in heat and touched Sandile’s front, therefore, confirming that he was needy as he was. He rubbed and caressed him making him groan and lose his senses in the process. The pleasure was too much and unbearable, it was like a bittersweet potion he could not stop drinking, an addiction he could not recover from. Thando’s hands proved to be experienced, he knew the right spots to touch, the perfect pace and angle to get his lover off.
While his other hand focused on Sandile’s groin, his other hand searched his pockets. He knew the smirk and kind of shy answers from earlier meant something. He did not buy the whole story about getting Cleo water from the store. He knew what he thought was exactly what Sandile also had in his mind, Cleo’s comment was not going to be left in vain.
Thando: so, this is the water you went to get at the convenience store?
Sandile: Cleo said to have an amazing night, it would be one without those?
Thando: I appreciate the thought…why don’t you show me then.
Sandile: by all means necessary.
Kissing like it was the last day on earth or their last day seeing each other. Thando flipped over and took the lead on the situation. With a worried look on his face, Sandile asked…
Sandile: are you sure you want to do this?
Thando: more than anything… it can’t be anyone but you… I trust you.
Sandile: I love you.
Thando: I love you too Sandile.
In the heat and undeniable forces of attraction at play, Thando reached for the lubricant on the drawer to his side while Sandile put on protection. Seeing him fully naked was not as naked as he thought it would be. It felt natural making him realize that Sandile actually had a very nice body, the preview he’d get when he first met him wasn’t just for marketing purposes. His sculptured body was insane!
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