JUDE. EWAN, AND THE RUDE BELLBOY
By:Bosie Douglas
1. At Home
"Jude! Are you calling the hotel?"
"Yeah. I'm on the phone with them now."
Ewan popped into Jude's room carrying a suitcase and a blue jacket setting both on the floor.
"Hey, listen Jude. I'll take care of the hotel. Sadie needs you downstairs, for help with the... sandwiches."
Jude distractedly agreed handing Ewan the little gray telephone and gallivanted down the stairs. Ewan waited until he heard him talking with Sadie while the impatient hotel clerk yelled on the other end. He put it up to his ear.
"Yeah. Sorry to keep you waiting. Yeah. One room, single bed...he said two rooms? No. Just one. Yes. Single bed." Ewan clicked down the phone on the receiver with a mischievous smile.
Jude appeared back at the top of the stairs carrying a backpack batting his eyelashes.
"Sadie wasn't making sandwiches."
Ewan began to laugh, "You actually fell for that?"
Jude just sat there looking confused, but blamed it on Ewan's sense of humour rather than question him about it.
He lifted his backpack up slightly raising his eyebrows, "Are we ready to go Ewan?"
Ewan grinned still laughing and grabbed his suitcase and jacket. "Yes. I should say we are."
2. IN THE CAR
"I can't believe I'm getting into a car with you Jude. Drive slowly."
Jude turned the key in the ignition frowning pulling slowly out of the driveway. His brows were furrowed from deep concentration. Ewan watched him out of his peripheral vision. Jude was biting his lips, and his rather large hands were clutching nervously at the steering wheel.
As they drove onto the interpass Ewan asked, "Say Jude, who is your favorite Tellatubby?"
Jude smiled, and rolled his eyes, "Raff watches that stuff all the time....ummmm..The purple one I guess. What's his name? Po-Do, Doo-Wop, Wop-a-Lop..."
"Tinky Winky. His name is Tinky Winkey." Ewan said looking slightly disappointed.
"So Clara's into them too?"
Ewan nodded laughing. "So Jude, if you had to sleep with one, which one would you sleep with?"
Jude laughed, "What kind of situation am I in where I have to sleep with a Tellatubby?"
Ewan shrugged, "I don't know. Just tell."
Jude sighed, "I guess I would have to say the red one. He is pretty cute."
Ewan laughed, "Yeah! That's my choice too!"
Jude gave him a strange look. "You're into Tellatubbies?"
Ewan shook his head, "Oh yeah. They are pretty sexy...you know...TUBBY CUSTARD baby!"
Jude began to chortle with laughter when Ewan reached over and tickled him in the stomach. Jude giggled and nearly swerved off the road. They both struggled with the steering wheel and finally got the Beetle under control.
"Jesus Christ Jude!" Ewan yelled, "Are you that ticklish?!"
Jude blushed, "No."
Ewan glowered again, "Am I that damn distracting?"
Jude blushed again, "Yes."
Ewan grinned at Jude whose concentration had already returned to the road. He was disappointed not feeling those beautiful green eyes on him still; but was grateful simultaneously. Jude really was an appalling driver; and then they may never reach their destination with distraction.
3.AT THE HOTEL
Jude put down both his bags on the floor cursing under his breath. "Two rooms! Two rooms. Two fucking rooms. How could they make a mistake like that!"
Ewan sat on the edge of the bed looking very nervous wringing his hands; and said flatly, "I have no idea. What idiots they are. I can't believe it. Really."
Jude threw his and Ewan's coat into the closet, "Then they have a convention in town! A Convention! Just happening to be in town!"
Ewan nodded, "Yes. Very strange." He smiled slightly at watching Jude ranting. His lips pouting, eyes flashing; and the way his voice would crack in times of high emotion like a little boy. Jude sagged his shoulders, turning to Ewan.
"I'll take the floor Ewan. You can have the bed."
Ewan laughed. "Don't be stupid! You’re so stick-thin; you'd bruise yourself down there. You will have the bed."
Jude looked offended; "I'm trying to gain weight!"
"Yeah Jude. Your yak-butter, yoga, and curry rice will fatten you up in no time!"
Jude took a pillow off the bed and smacked him with it. "Look how much I eat though."
Ewan's mind raced into a whole region of thought that he thought would be best saved for later. He took off his shirt, threw it into a corner of the room; and turned onto his stomach on the bed propped up on one elbow.
"Whatever Jude." he paused, "I'm calling room service!"
Jude sat on the edge of the bed, "What for?"
Ewan smiled slyly at him, "To fatten you up. Oh yes. Hello? I'd like a dish of chocolate strawberries and some champagne. Yes? Room 214-A. Yes. Thankyou." He hung up the phone and looked over at Jude," You don't come to a fancy hotel like this for nothing."
Jude flashed a boyish grin at him and laughed hoarsely. He resisted the urge to pull Jude onto the bed right then to take advantage of him; the time was wrong though. He needed to try and romance him. If it went wrong, the friendship could end; or at least be altered forever for the worse.
Jude leaned back on the bed and closed his eyes stretching his arms above his head. His shirt rose and showed his stomach slightly. Ewan felt ready to pounce on him right then like a Lemur on a tree-branch and ruin all his perfect planning; when the doorbell rang. Jude leaped up and chimed, "I'll get it." He strode to the door to answer.
A squat little bellboy held a dish of strawberries and champagne and visibly peered around Jude's shoulder seeing Ewan stretched, arms over his head, on the mussed bed, shirtless. Jude took the strawberries and champagne from him handing him a tip.The bellboy smiled tipping his hat and said, "I just wanted to say Mr. Law; that I respect yours and Mr. McGregor's decision. I congratulate you on your openness."
Jude's eyes widened as he laughed, "Our reservation got messed up." his voice cracked slightly, "We were meant to have separate rooms!"
The BellBoy appeared uncertain and looked over to Ewan who smiled, performed a lewd tongue gesture, and winked at him. The BellBoy nodded. "Yes sir. I see." and walked away.
Jude turned to face Ewan and walked over to the night table setting down the strawberries and champagne.
"Did you hear that Ewan?"
Ewan looked up at him dreamily, "What?"
"The Bell-Boy thought we were lovers." Jude began to chuckle.
Ewan suddenly felt uncomfortable; and flatly said, "Yeah. Funny. He tried brightening up his voice. "Come here fatty. Eat some of this.
Jude came over and sat on the floor leaning against the bed near Ewan; and reached up grabbing a strawberry from the dish.
Jude bit into one and closed hies eyes in pleasure, "Mmmm.These are divine. Honestly."
Ewan was staring at the back of his head entranced; and reached forward to play with his hair, but drew his hand back. He swallowed, "But...aren't we, " he licked his lips, "I mean, couldn't we, well, be lovers?"
Jude paused and furrowed his brow nervously chewed the end off of one of the little ripe fruits.
"Um. I guess I could understand why he might think that. But still, it is rude to make assumptions."
Ewan loudly sighed and drooped his head over the edge of the bed. and whispering in Jude's ear, "That's not what I meant, and you know it. I was asking you if we could be lovers. Now. I want you."
Jude quietly gasped looking up at him with wide eyes. Ewan coiled his arms around him and kissed his neck flicking his tongue over his warm, golden neck. Jude whimpered as Ewan reached his hand down his shirt, and began to stroke his chest.
Jude stood up suddenly with his back to Ewan; and he got onto his knees and kissed the base of Jude's back; and pulled him onto the bed by the back hem of his jeans.
“What are you doing?” he whimpered.
Ewan straddled him and kissed his mouth laughing. “Don’t’ you think it’s obvious?” he laughed again as he pushed Jude’s shirt up and over his head, kissing it muttering, “And you don’t seem to be fighting too hard.”
Jude sighed closing his eyes, “So I’m not. You are certainly an improvement over the red tellatubby.” He opened his eyes and reached up to Ewan’s neck, and kissed him forcing his pink tongue past his lips into his moist mouth. They wrestled with eachother’s clothing with their lips exploring the lines of eachother’s bodies.
They both went up on their knees pressing together tightly running their hands over firm buttocks and smooth flesh with heaving breaths. Jude ran the tip of his tongue down Ewan’s chest to his nipple and pressed it sucking. Ewan moaned and maneuvered behind Jude touching his mouth to the back of his soft neck, and played with the waves in his hair. He brought his hands down to his chest, to his stomach, then his pelvis. He pressed his own throbbing member to one of Jude’s buttocks and whispered in his ear, “Jude, please. I feel like I cannot be close enough to you. Let me inside you. I’m never close enough. I need inside.”
A hot tear ran down Ewan’s cheek and seared Jude’s shoulder his voice cracking in agony.
Jude didn’t speak a word, but pushed his rear back swallowing a small section of Ewan’s considerable length. Ewan moaned and pushed in very slowly and slid his hand down to Jude’s groin cupping and caressing. Jude arched his back against Ewan’s chest groaning and began to move his hips back and forth into Ewan’s hand as Ewan pushed further, slowly, into him. Ecstasy shuddered through each as it traveled through their spines. Their bodies were moist and slid over one another easy as a warm wave of water crashing. Ewan entered him completely moving faster, panting with his hot breath on Jude’s back and shoulder. Jude came into the palm of his hand as Ewan climaxed. They both collapsed onto the bed into eachother’s arms sweating, and fast with breath.
They held eachother with their legs tangled, and lids drooping. Ewan squeezed Jude tighter and fell asleep. Jude smiled and lovingly played with a few strands of Ewan’s hair, and kissed both his eyelids falling asleep himself.
The bellboy let the painting fall over the peephole he had drilled and sighed longingly. “What a handsome pair of blokes they are.” He dejectedly returned to his towel-washing duties.
The End
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