Welcome to Hickstead, home to both Seven Oak Stables, and Blue Acre - two rival stables. Both offer opportunities for their clients to reach the highest level of excellence. Each stable differs from the other, so choose wisely and never forget, loyalty is everything... Meanwhile as the stables battle it out, there's trouble brewing at the university. Be careful, if you don't pick a side you may get caught in the cross-fire...
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He watched carefully as Eli began to eat. He didn’t remember the last time he had put so much effort into someone that wasn’t himself or he was related to. It felt good to take care of someone. But he had to think if he was going too fast or not. Cal and Eli were much older than the rest of the people out there, trying to figure out their lives. That didn’t mean there weren’t nerves, of course. Cal didn’t believe that feeling was ever going away.
He got himself his cup of coffee and his own plate before carefully nestling back into bed. A big smile crossed his face. “It won’t be the last if you’ll allow it.” Maybe it was hopeful and not too fast of a thing to say. But if things were to continue, it would mean that Cal would be looking forward to this little treat. “Cheers,” Cal smiled again, holding up his coffee cup.
Had Cal known that cookies and food were involved, he would’ve made the work a bit more tedious. But he wasn’t that awful. At least, he hoped not. But he was happy that Aria and Perry seemed to be getting along. If anything, Cal was feeling pretty good about the younger people in his crew. They all had something going it seemed, but they were their best selves at work. For the most part. There were times he had to play a stern dad, but there weren’t any major complaints.
“Excellent.” He led the pair to the yacht, sitting pretty. “This here is a Lurssen Ace, a lovely 85m motor yacht. It’s one of the smaller models of the company. Still quite luxurious. The owner just wants to make sure everything is spiffy. I found two things that have concerned me, but I will not tell you what they are. Do you want to start on the upper level, or work bottom up?”
“Oh no worries at all, mate. We have a lot of new people coming and going around these parts. Classic retail spiel,” Cal smiled. It was something that he had to deal with and learn at an early age. Though, he had a feeling that the man in front of him wasn’t that interested in the newest gear. But he decided not to pry.
“Was there anything in particular that drew you in?” Cal asked. He often got some solid answers from that question. Either it was a gift for someone or themselves, were traveling and wanted to get something from a local on their travels, or just to see what they wanted to save up for. There were always some new lures and the newest model of reel and rod.
Cal chuckled at her comments. “No, no it’s privately owned. Brand spanking new. Just in came in for some maintenance.” Cal would’ve added more but Christian also just showed up. “Oh, no worries. I know that can be ab it hectic.” He knew that children could be a menace when it came to school or just leaving the house. But the fact Christian had triplets made Cal wonder what his household was like. Granted, Cal had met Ama – and she seemed to have everything run like a tight ship.
“I have already gone through this vessel, but I will not share what I saw and noted,” Cal started. “I want you to do an inspection on it, Aria – with Christian’s help. It’ll be good practice to see what your eyes can pick up. I would go with you myself, but my ribs are still hurting, and going through once is enough for me. So let’s get a clipboard with the right paperwork and we can begin. Let’s say…in ten minutes.”
Cal didn’t quite know what made him pull up the apprenticeship idea. Maybe it was because he knew there weren’t enough people that were interested. Engines for boats weren’t as interesting as cars, at least for those in the engineering program in the local schools. But the marina surprisingly had a good number of applicants. So far, only Aria was able to do it this time. Which was better than nothing. Others were interested, but their universities didn’t consider him an applicable place or scheduling conflicts.
So far, Aria was proving herself to be handy. Granted, there were times that she needed some guidance from Cal or Christian. But she took direction well. Seeing that she had worked on a few of the smaller vessels – it was time that she sees a larger boat. There wasn’t anything wrong with it, but just have her work on an inspection. Cal had looked it over himself, but he wanted to see what she could see herself and if they lined up.
He called Christian as well, as he was able to take Aria through areas that Cal could go through again. It hurt him too much last time. His body was still healing and feeling achy, despite it being months. His eyes looked at his watch. They had a few minutes left before he would call them.
Cal snorted a bit. “Well, I will happily serve you again.” And honestly, more – but Cal didn’t want to push it. Cal’s stamina was a bit different than Eli’s, in the sense of same-gender sex. But it was glorious. He could feel his groin warm at the thought but told himself to calm down and focus on cooking.
The sausage sizzled in the pan, adding the perfect amount of grease for fried tomatoes and eggs. It was good, the smell. Made everything feel even more cozy and warm, a comforting feeling after a night of slow lust. Once the toast popped, Cal plated Eli’s food first. There were still the bedtable servers that his gramps left. Almost like a weird sign or something. Cal never used them, but they were oddly placed in the sightline. Like the universe knew.
Gingerly, Cal carried the platter out to the bedroom. He placed it on the bedside table before going and getting himself situated. Cal came back, slipping off his undergarments and crawling back into bed. “It’s not full English, but it will suffice. At least, I hope you like it,” he smiled. Cal was a decent cook and knew how to do all the basics. He could grill too, but it had been a very long time since he had to think about impressing anyone.
Cal rubbed his left side. While he had been good about keeping still since the accident, there was that lingering pain. Eli hadn’t left his side, same with his mother and grandfather. His nieces and nephews weren’t allowed to be as physical around him as they used to be. Christmas was rough, as he wasn’t fully healed. Honestly, Cal didn’t know if he was fully healed now. PT had been a godsend. There were times he wanted to quit but Eli refused to let him sit home and do nothing.
His gramps was still refusing him to get on a boat to do any runs, or if there was a fishing thing – he couldn’t be by himself. Cal felt like a child, but he was beaten up by the crash. Still gave him the chills, every time he thought about it.
He was working the shop today, maybe helping a few boats come in and go out. The sun was out, and honestly – he wanted to sit outside for a moment. He was technically done for the day, but he rarely left right away. Perry could handle the shop for a bit. The young man had improved quite a bit with his attitude. Still a bit snarky, but it was often with people that deserved it.
Cal grabbed his water bottle and made his way down the dock to sit on the bench that was there. But when he got there, someone else was there. Not that was a problem or anything. But his managerial side came out, and Cal put on a professional smile. “Hello,” he greeted. “Have you been helped yet?” he didn’t look familiar, but there had been a lot of new people that came in when he was out for a few months.
Cal hated the fact he had left Eli alone with no message. But he had this weird feeling that he had to get out as he could today, which meant he left without a word. By the time he had gotten to work, he had thought about leaving a note – but it had been too late then. He verbally told Perry and texted him to call Eli for him. Cal told himself he would make it up to Eli with a nice dinner and a nice bottle of wine.
The ride to Perkins was great! The weather was amazing and the sky was clear. But how did mother nature need to humble him? It was as if the universe was about to show him the true meaning of karma for his mishap this morning.
Clouds began to form in the sky, making the sun disappear. Cal could see the horizon line of the inlet where his house was. There was about an hour and a half left now. He could feel his body tense as a cold wind whipped at him through the windows. His boat began rocking, forcing Cal into a stronger stance. Cal rarely ground his teeth, but they were grinding now, at with how fast the waves were picking up. Despite knowing the waters and being a strong swimmer – he was alone.
One hand on the wheel, Cal attempted to reach for the radio – but he was thrown. He swore under his breath, as the rain began hammering hard – regaining his balance. The boat began moving between left and right, tilting hard.
Darkness became pitch black, and Cal didn’t know what was happening until he felt the water hit him with a heavy hand. His eyes began to sting, and his vision went blank.
“Good,” Cal smiled. “No, no – you rest. It would be rude to have you have to wake up and work right away.” He pressed his lips on Eli’s before sitting up. Cal could feel the light sheen of sweat still on him, but he didn’t mind it. Maybe it would be added to after breakfast.
“I’ll serve you in bed,” Cal winked, getting out of bed – flashing Eli his well-shaped buttocks. He found a pair of underwear and slipped them on, before turning around and fixing the blankets so Eli could burrito a bit more if he desired to.
His footsteps could be heard down the hallway, and he grabbed the coffee grounds and started the coffee pot. From his quick rummage in the fridge, he could do toast, sausage links, eggs, and some tomato slices. That would suffice, right?
Cal woke up next to Eli again. It was a welcome sight, not taking the moments for granted. The night before was a nice one, had dinner and came to his place. They were intimate, still getting comfortable with each other. If he didn’t have work, he would’ve stayed in bed. But alas, the ocean called. The weather was predicted to be sunny today and the waters were calm, despite the late November chill.
He left a kiss on Eli’s head before making sure his alarm was off. It would be rude to startle his guest with a 6 am blare. Cal slipped on some sweats and a t-shirt before sneaking into the kitchen to start the coffee pot. The sky was still dark, but the sun would be up soon enough. It had been a moment since he had been out, and he was looking forward to having the ocean breeze in his hair again.
His task for the day was to meet some people on the small Isle of Perkin to drop off some goods. Maybe catch some dinner for himself, too. Christian and Perry had done the run last week, and not wanting to force the two together again – Cal volunteered.
Coffee poured, and Cal hummed slightly to himself, getting some eggs and mini sausage links out to fry up. He thankfully didn’t get a sick stomach, so Cal was able to eat a full breakfast before hitting the water.
‘Good morning,” Cal replied – liking the sound of Eli’s voice in the morning. “I slept very well,” he smiled. “And you?” He had a feeling a chat about what happened last night would come up and see how Eli felt. Usually, Cal just grunted and left before any comments could be made. But there was no rush now. If anything, his body wanted more - but Cal would ignore it, even if his desires were noticeable.
Cal’s arm still rested over Eli’s side, and his thumb rubbed slightly on his back. “I can get the kettle or the coffee maker started in a moment. Whatever you prefer.” Cal hoped he had things for an actual breakfast. Living alone, he kind of had a bachelor fridge of limited things. But he knew he could at least make some toast and eggs.
Cal couldn’t help but bite his lip. He could feel small beads of sweat on his neck. Even though there wasn’t any kind of physical action yet, his body was excited. A rush that he hadn’t felt in ages. While the casual sex before was nice, there was a different feeling to wanting it, than just need it.
Eli mentioned the bedroom and Cal nodded. He took his hand and led him to the master bedroom, leaving the clothing that was already slipped off on the floor. Closing the bedroom door behind him, Cal gingerly pushed Eli onto his bed, before crawling over him – pinning him into the soft cloud of ecstasy.
-One Boink Later-
The next morning, Cal woke up feeling refreshed. There was no headache, no panic about being late. He remembered everything that happened the night before. How he and Eli caressed each other, taking things slow. His breath had finally caught up to him as if it was stolen from him.
Cal turned his body; Eli was next to him. He couldn’t help but smile, looking at the back of Eli’s salt and pepper hair. Cal moved closer, draping an arm over Eli – taking in the scent of the man. The smell of excitement still lingered, and Cal wasn’t ready for it to be washed away yet.
Cal smiled. His body heat was rising, to the point he could smell it radiating off him. With permission granted with a deeper kiss, fingers began slowly unbuttoning Eli’s shirt. The soft pops brought more excitement. When his shirt was open enough, Cal slid a rough hand over Eli’s bare skin. There was plenty of muscle valleys and peaks for fingertips to find.
He pulled away from the kiss, not only to let himself breathe – but also to get a look at what he had revealed. Eli had little to no chest hair, but Cal didn’t care either way. It was obvious the man took care of himself and it made Cal hunger for him even more. “Mmm...I do very much like what I see,” he smiled.
Cal propped himself up and slipped his belt before returning his mouth to Eli’s. He didn’t care if they stayed in the living room. His back might feel it later, but that was worth the bit of pleasure – right?
Cal wasn’t surprised at Eli’s openness. This was a vulnerable time, no matter the gender. It was the feeling of when people had sex for the first time or being intimate after a long time. A reassuring smile crossed his face, wanting to give him comfort. “Eli,” he whispered. “I understand, I do. I promise.” Cal gave his thigh a little squeeze.
“I don’t want to rush you, and I’m not expecting everything to happen at once. I just like the idea of you being here. I like...being around you. But if you want to experience something, I’ll happily lead you.” Cal leaned in closer. His hand moved from Eli’s thigh and wrapped around his shoulders, pulling him in. Cal lingered, their lips barely ghosting. His free hand began to loosen Eli’s tie.
“Tell me. How far would you like to try to go tonight? What do you want to try and explore first?” he whispered, wanting to respect all boundaries.