| Sonata Movement 3: Adagio |
| Adagio - the dance. |
| After their little diversion at the rest area just north of Climax, NY, it wasn�t long until they reached Albany, where they stopped for a quick lunch. They skirted around the city, veering off onto I-90 West, past Schenectady, to a little town called Amsterdam, where they turned off onto a local road heading up toward the town of Mayfield which was on the southern shores of the Great Sacandaga Lake, the southernmost tip of Adirondack State Park. Jack stopped in town to pick up the keys at a real estate office, then headed around the southern edge of the lake. They took a road marked �private� up a fairly steep hill. At the top, just around a curve, Lennie spotted it. // Cabin my ass! // he thought as he looked at the beautiful home. Jack heard Lennie�s sharp intake of breath as he spotted the place. �You like it, Lennie? Wait till you see inside!� Heavy wood beams and stone covered the outside of the house. He parked the bike right in front of the front steps, which led up to a covered 3-season porch, the top of which appeared to be a deck off the second level. Lennie just shook his head. �Holy shit, Jack. How did you find this place?� He told Lennie the whole story; how Adam and his wife had bought the land years ago and had the house built before the area became the high-rent vacation area it was now. And how now that his family didn�t use it any more, it had become a good investment as a rental property except for when somebody in the family wanted to use it. Which wasn�t often; Jack used it more than Adam�s children ever had, and he hadn�t been there in over 5 years. They went up the steps to the porch, and Jack turned Lennie around to show him the view of the lake. They were actually on the east shore of the lake, which allowed for some awesome sunsets. The view took Lennie�s breath away. He had spent most of his life in the city; his family hadn�t been much for vacations of any sort, especially anything that took them out of the city. He had just fallen into the same pattern without thinking about it. He never imagined something this beautiful could be so close by. Jack unlocked the front door and ushered Lennie in. The 2-story entryway led into a great room; a combination living/dining/kitchen area that was basically just open space. A huge stone fireplace dominated one end of the room. Exposed wood beams and the raised ceiling gave the place the feeling of a hunting lodge. Comfortable looking furniture was scattered informally around. The rental agents apparently kept the place in good shape. Wooden stairs led up to the second level where Lennie guessed the bedrooms were. Jack laughed at the awed expression on Lennie�s face. �And you know the best thing about it? Adam won�t let me pay a penny in rent.� Lennie shook his head, overwhelmed. Jack decided he needed distracting, so he pulled Lennie into his arms and kissed him. When they came up for air, Lennie found his voice again. �You mean you can borrow this place any time you want to? For free? Man, it must be nice to have rich friends!� Jack smiled and nodded. �So you want to see the rest of the place?� He took Lennie on the grand tour. Upstairs was the Master Suite, three other bedrooms and a second full bath. The Master Suite opened out on to the balcony above the porch as Lennie had suspected. The balcony provided even better views of the lake. Jack grinned when Lennie spotted the hot tub; they would definitely be trying that out this evening. Back downstairs, they toured the kitchen, which had been remodeled since the last time Jack had been there; it was a good way to reinvest some of the rental income, increasing the value of the home to avoid some of the taxes. It was a beautiful modern gourmet kitchen with granite countertops and high-end appliances, a mixture of rich wood tones and stainless steel. However, the fridge was empty. �We�ll have to head back to Mayfield to pick up some supplies after we unload the saddle bags.� Lennie didn�t mind heading back out on this beautiful sunny day, although there were some clouds starting to form on the horizon. It was about a 15 minute ride into town. Jack pulled up in front of a general store and they went in. The lady working the counter recognized Jack, asked where he had been for so long, and where was that pretty lady he had been with last time. He told her about Claire�s death and said he hadn�t felt much like coming back here for a while. She tutted understandingly and patted his hand. �But I�d like you to meet my friend, Lennie Briscoe.� She shook his hand and eyed him curiously. Jack made it sound like they were on an �escape from the women� guys� outing, but Lennie thought she suspected the truth. Not that it mattered, but it just wasn�t good form to antagonize the neighbors when you didn�t have to. And despite the number of rich liberals from the city who vacationed here, small town folks still tended toward the conservative side. They gathered some things for tonight�s dinner and breakfast tomorrow, and Jack made arrangements to have the rest delivered tomorrow. While they were in the store, the dark clouds had rolled in. They had barely gotten their helmets on when the skies opened. Jack laughed. �What is it with you and rain, Lennie? Every time I take you out on the bike, we get drenched!� With the wet roads, it took them closer to half an hour to get back to the lodge, by which time they were both soaked through. // So much for the hot tub tonight! // Lennie thought, shivering. Jack quickly stashed the perishables in the fridge, while sending Lennie upstairs to the master suite; there were two warm terrycloth robes hanging in the closet. They quickly shed their soaking clothes and wrapped themselves in the robes. �How about a fire?� �That sounds wonderful,� Lennie agreed through chattering teeth. Jack got the fire going while Lennie looked on, entirely out of his element. It wasn�t long before they were curled up in front of the roaring flames, wrapped in a faux fur throw that had been on the couch, listening to the crackling of the logs and the sound of the rain and occasional thunder outside. Lennie settled his head on Jack�s shoulder and sighed contentedly. Jack wished that they could share a bottle of wine, but of course that was out of the question. Instead, he ran his fingers through Lennie�s hair, relishing this quiet time together. They sat there together for quite a while, sometimes talking, sometimes not. Eventually, the warmth of the fire and the blanket got to be too much, and they pushed the blanket aside. At some point, Lennie got up and retrieved the deli sandwiches, chips and sodas they had picked up for dinner, while Jack threw a few more logs on the fire and spread the fur throw on the floor like a picnic blanket. As they finished their �picnic,� Jack commented �Well, it�s not exactly what I had planned for this evening, but I think I like it.� �I definitely like it,� Lennie purred, sliding his hand into Jack�s robe, pulling him in for a kiss. �Don�t you ever get enough?� Jack laughed as they separated momentarily. �Hey, the way I figure it, I have at least 30 years worth of catching up to do.� Jack looked at him, somewhat confused. �Huh? Last I heard, you had your share of women.� Lennie realized he had never actually told Jack about his own revelation. �Yeah, but I never really enjoyed any of it. Not like this. I finally figured out I�d been looking in the wrong place all these years.� �Oh.� Lennie caressed his lover�s face. �Thank you for helping me figure it out.� It was a good thing Lennie bent in to kiss him again, because Jack had no idea how to answer that one. Instead, he untied Lennie�s robe and wrapped his arms around the warm body. Soon, both robes were tossed aside. Jack lay on his stomach on the fur in front of the fire, Lennie sat beside him, not quite massaging his back, just gently running his fingers over the skin. It was one of the most sensuous things he had ever felt, almost like when Lennie had bathed him when his arm was hurt. // hmmm, have to come up with an excuse to do that again sometime. . // Lennie let his fingers roam further south, caressing the curve of the buttocks, wondering if this was the time to take things a little further. He let his fingertips roam for a while, sometimes down to the thighs. Jack got the idea and spread his legs apart, giving access to the back of his balls. But that wasn�t Lennie�s primary target tonight. He moved back up to the small of the back and traced his fingers lightly down the crack between the cheeks, then finally down to the exposed sac. He heard Jack�s shuddering breath at the unfamiliar touch. He traced his fingers down the inside of the thighs, then back up and repeated the circuit. Again, the quick intake of breath. �Lennie, what are you doing?� He stretched out alongside Jack so he could see his lover�s face, leaving one hand on that beautiful ass. �What do you think I�m doing?� �Lennie, I�m not sure I�m ready for this yet.� �I know. I�m not going to do anything you don�t want me to. I just want you to get used to being touched like this. You seem to be enjoying it.� Jack couldn�t argue with that. He knew he was being selfish, but in his mind, being on the receiving end was the point of no return. If he went there, he couldn�t continue to convince himself that he really was straight, this was just an exception. If he enjoyed that, he had to admit to being bisexual. But after what Lennie had confessed earlier, maybe that wasn�t so bad . . . // of course it isn�t, you idiot. Get over it, already! // And deep down inside, he had to admit he was kind of curious. Lennie seemed to enjoy it so much . . . Lennie had an idea. �Jack, do you remember the first time I touched you there?� �How could I forget � when you were bathing me.� He couldn�t believe he was actually blushing! Lennie smiled. �I�ve been doing some research on the subject online; something that makes a lot of people uneasy about this is cleanliness. There�s a huge Jacuzzi tub in the master bath. How about tomorrow I give you another bath, and we can see where it takes us?� // Lennie, the technology phobe, doing internet research? Good lord, what was the world coming to? // But the thought of another bath was more than he could resist. �OK.� Lennie leaned in to kiss him while his fingers resumed their gentle wandering. Knowing what was coming tomorrow made it all the more arousing. After a while, Jack rolled over, not able to wait any longer. Lennie got the hint, and repositioned to get a good angle for sucking the now throbbing cock. He stretched his legs towards Jack�s face, inviting the return engagement. As he began licking Jack, he felt fingers gently caressing him. As he took it into his mouth, the hand gripped him. They worked in tandem until it just got to be too much for Jack to concentrate and the hand dropped away. Lennie repositioned again and went for the gold, plunging down until Jack was buried deep in his throat. Jack cried out with pleasure, his breathing ragged. Lennie repeated several times until he finally felt the warm stickiness explode in his mouth, accompanied by Jack�s moan. He let the excess slide out of his mouth, puddling in Jack�s lap, then moved to lay beside him, running his fingers across the heaving chest. When Jack finally caught his breath, he looked up to see Lennie grinning down at him, head propped on one arm, stretched out beside him. He smiled and reached out to pull him down into a kiss. Lennie caressed his face, then settled down with his head on Jack�s shoulder. He knew it would be a little while before his lover could return the favor, but he didn�t mind. Their tandem act a little while ago had him closer than he wanted to be to the edge; this gave him a chance to �cool down� a bit so it would last longer when Jack finally found the energy to return the favor. Eventually, Jack dislodged him, sitting up and reaching for a leftover dinner napkin to clean up a bit. Lennie stretched out, enjoying the feel of the fire and the fur beneath him. �Hey, Jack, throw another log on the fire, will you?� �What am I, your slave?� �Unless you want me to burn the place down, yeah. Trust me, you don�t want me playing with fire.� Jack laughed and hauled himself up to grab another log. While he was up, he wandered into the kitchen and came back with a big glass of water, which Lennie accepted gratefully. He sat up to drink, washing the last of the stickiness out of his mouth. Jack knelt, straddling Lennie�s legs so that for once he appeared to be the taller of the two. He bent down, drawing Lennie into the kiss, wrapping his arms around him and gently laying him back down on the soft fur throw. He traced a line of kisses along the neck, finding the spot that drove Lennie wild and sucking hard. �Ohhhh, Jack!� Lennie moaned. He let his hands roam over the broad chest, flicking across the rock hard nipples, then finally followed with his mouth. It hadn�t taken them long to find out that Lennie�s nipples were extra sensitive, something none of his female lovers had ever bothered to find out. Jack alternated between them, sucking hard and even biting gently, leaving Lennie practically squirming with the pleasure. Finally, he moved down, tracing kisses along Lennie�s stomach until he came to the tip of the once again rock hard cock. He licked the head, running his tongue around it, then slid his lips over the top, engulfing it. He plunged down the length of the shaft, swirling his tongue around, wringing another moan from Lennie. As he backed off, he brought his hand in to work the shaft while his tongue concentrated on the head. After a while, he moved to kneel beside Lennie so he could reach a nipple with his free hand. As he sucked, he felt Lennie tense with the impending orgasm. Just then he pinched the nipple hard. Lennie screamed as he exploded, startling Jack into backing off. The orgasm seemed to last forever, spraying high into the air. �Oh, GOD!� Lennie gasped. Jack was concerned; he couldn�t tell if the scream had been pleasure or pain. �Lennie, are you OK? Did I hurt you?� Lennie was breathing hard, but managed to register Jack�s worry. He reached out and took his lover�s hand. �Oh, no, Jack. I think that was even better than this afternoon!� He pulled Jack down beside him, holding him tight. Jack kissed him, then sat back up and reached out and grabbed the napkin and what was left of the water. He gently cleaned up the mess, then shared the last of the water with Lennie before settling back onto his shoulder. They drowsed there until the fire began to go out, the chill night air chasing them up to the warmth of the master bedroom. Continue on to Movement 4 Send me feedback Back to the Story Index Disclaimer: These characters belong to Dick Wolf and NBC. I'm just borrowing them for fun, not profit. |