Tim's Adventure 16
by Wordshop
The events relating to Andy over the past few weeks had completely short circuited anything even resembling time between Tommy and Tim. Because of commitments that held Mike and Gary captive, Tim had been out of bed and on Rosie's back by six in the morning. The publicity of the "let's cover this one up" Coggins disaster had given Tommy a number of new clients in the other teens that Coggins had injured, and though many of the parents would find themselves struggling to pay for Tommy's services, the Briggs family had painted a picture of Tommy Masters that was roughly the equivalent of the ability to walk on water. Tommy first had to do assessments on these young men, then try and figure out what would be best for each one on an individual basis. Tommy's income from personal training had quadrupled, but his time with his beloved Tim had all but vanished. In order to do the assessments, he even had the clients coming in on the weekend which were his days off at the gym. Tommy knew It would calm down as the routines became easier to deal with, and as the clients began to realize what it was going to take to help their bodies.
The first scheduled days off for Tim and Tommy both was the coming weekend and boy were they ready for it. Tim had, in his usual efficient manner, actually worked ahead, and by Friday afternoon, the only thing that needed to be done was standard cattle maintenance which the hired hands could deal with easily. Tim just wanted a days off to completely crash and try to recover.
Tommy just wanted time with Tim. He was tired, he was frustrated, he was just burned out.
In truth, with the pressure the entire home was under Tim had not even really looked at himself in the mirror other than to "mow" and "edge" the ever-growing dark brown "lawn" growing relentlessly on his face. The speed at which his beard grew made him wonder if he would ever be able to be clean-shaven again.
As things had progressed, and the days had passed, and in spite of the separation, Tim and Tommy grew more and more like a married couple by the day. Once the El Camino had been restored to running condition, Tommy had been driving that daily. He simply turned the Ranchero over to Tim. Tim had never had a car of his own andwas taking care of that little car more fanatically than Tommy had. It was washed and waxed regularly and it still looked as if it had just left a Ford Dealer's showroom only days before. There was nothing said, it just happened.
By that following Friday night, Mike and Gary were also exhausted and had made dinner reservations at R.F. Wong's in El Paso for all four of them. They also had tickets for a live appearance by Dolly Parton who would be in a rare appearance at the Plaza Theater.
In reality, everybody was probably too tired to go, but all four piled into a black Lincoln and headed East to Hatch and then picked up I-25 South to rejoin I-10 and then head into El Paso. Open highways in the southwest were posted for seventy-five miles per hour but it was amazing how many were going a great deal faster than that.
They made the exit and drove from the freeway to the old movie palace and as always parking was a real headache. In spite of nearly complete exhaustion, the two coming days off had Tim and Tommy looking at each other with complete lust written on both faces.
The dinner was great and Dolly did a great job with many of her hits.
When the two younger ones got into the back seat of the Lincoln after the show and headed west on I-10 sleep quickly overtook both of them. They slept soundly until they heard the sound of the motor of the ranch gate which admitted the black Lincoln to the road leading to the house.
Tim was a little groggy still as he headed for the shower before going to bed. "You want to join me, sweetheart?" "Yeah, I think that might be nice."
The lights in the bedroom were dim as Tim peeled of his clothing and headed for the huge shower in their bathroom. Tim faced Tommy and as he did so he turned the brighter bathroom lighting on.
As he turned around he walked into the bathroom and for the first time looked at himself in the nude in a bright light in a full length mirror.
"Holy Shit!"
"What?"
"Oh, God!…..Oh God!…..Oh Shit!.....Oh! Oh! Oh!........"
"What's wrong?"
"I didn't know. . . I've been working so hard. . .I had no idea. . . . .I hadn't looked!"
Tommy walked through the door
"What are you t-t-t…….holy fuck!"