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[trey1121]

Re: Tribute To Tim

nice story kev!!

 

[Gardenboy95]

Re: Tribute To Tim

I believe this is your best story. It was like a train. You on, not knowing where you are going, but you know when the right station comes, its the right time to get off. Your story took lme for a ride. Maybe the Military expect was the thing that got my interest, but I was not going to let loose until the story said, now its time to go. I think he needs to get out of service and meet again.

 

[unoponcho]

A Forest Ranger Is My Mentor

A Forest Ranger Is My Mentor

By Kevin---unoponcho
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My parents own a ranch adjacent to a National Forest in the Rocky Mountains. I was reared on this ranch and often as a teenager I would ride my horse and visit the Forest Rangers that worked there. I was always treated very friendly and we got to know each other very well. They always seemed pleased to see me. Living out on the ranch where there was no one my age around did not give me any opportunity to meet and make friends with boys or girls.

After I graduated from high school, my parents thought that I was too immature to go to college. They wanted me to wait a year or two before starting. I knew that they were right because I was doing a lot of things that were immature and were irresponsible. At that time, I was not interested in attending classes and studying. I would have wanted to party all the time and most likely would have flunked out of school the first year. So the plan was for me to work on the ranch for a year after I graduated from high school and then see how much I mentally matured and had grown up.

There were a number of cowboys who worked on the ranch with Dad. I was often with them taking care of the cattle, etc. but I did not really enjoy being around them. They were much older than me. They did not care for me, and the feeling was mutual. Every chance I got, I would ride over and visit with the Forest Rangers. Even though all of them were much older than me, I liked being around them. They were better educated than the cowboys and the men in their uniforms were much more appealing appearance wise.

There was this one lookout tower that was far away from everything. During certain times of the year, the forest rangers took different shifts to stand watch in the tower during the season that there was a possibility of forest fires caused either by campers or by electrical storms. This was one of my favorite places to go and visit with the forest ranger that was on duty.

It was the early summer, just before I was to leave to go to college in the fall that I met Buck. He was twenty-two years old and had just graduated from college. This was his first job as a forest ranger. I did not believe that there could have been better looking guy than Buck. He was so handsome in his uniform that perfectly fit him. Not only was he good looking but was very friendly. After I met him, I could hardly stay away from him. At least two or three times a week, I would slip away from the ranch and ride up to the lookout tower and visit with him.

We had no trouble talking to each other. Each time I went to see him, he got to know me and I got to know him better. If I got in his way to keep him from doing his job, he would very politely tell me without hurting my feelings and I would leave. Buck was very alert, smart, and it did not take him long to just realize how immature that I was. My just being there and not be doing the things I was supposed to be doing at the ranch show him how irresponsible I was. In Buck’s own way, he tried to help and encouraged me to grow up. He was able to help me see and learn things about my self that no one else had been able to do.

By the middle of the summer just before my nineteenth birthday with his guidance, I had made a complete change. I was accepting more responsibility and was more dependable. I actually was being of assistance to my Dad on the ranch for a change. I had cut down the number of visits to see Buck, but when I did go we spent more quality time together.

Buck and I had discussed a number of different subjects, but I was always afraid or leery to talk to him about sex. I had never had a real sexual experience and I had a need to discuss this with someone. I never felt comfortable enough with my Dad to talk to him about the subject. There were so many things that I wanted to know and ask about for a number of years.

Late one afternoon a week before I was to leave for college, I had finished up everything that I was supposed to do for the day, and I had made up my mind that I was going to open up to Buck, whom I had great respect. I was going to tell him that I thought that I was gay and ask him if he would talk to and give me advice about sex. I felt that we had become close enough friends that he would be the best person that I knew that would be understanding and answer questions that I had bothering me.

When I arrived and climbed up to the tower, Buck had just finished doing his routine chores, paper work, and reports and had an hour before he got off duty. There were no one else going to replace him for the remainder of the afternoon and night. He seemed to be very pleased that I was there to talk to him. After we had greeted each other, before I lost my nerve, I wasted no time in getting right to the matter of my concern.

“Buck! You and I have talked about a lot of things, but both of us have avoided talking about sex like it was a plague. I know that I am gay but have never had gay sex with a man. I don’t know anything about it or what to do. I am going to be going away to college in a few days. Would you talk to me about sex and what I may expect when I do get to college?”

“Sure Bud! It is true that I have avoided the subject. For some time now you have been physically mature, but up until recently I did not think that you were mentally mature enough to discuss the subject. I have known all along that you were gay. What would you like to talk about?”

“How in the world did you know I was gay? I never have said anything about it.”

“Bud, have you ever heard of the expression ‘It takes one to know one.’ There is also a thing that is called gaydar. Have you ever heard of it?”

“Wow!! Are you telling me that you are gay?”

“Yep! I sure am!”

“What is this gaydar thing you’re talking about?

“Gaydar is like a gay person can sense that another person is gay.”

“Well, I may have one. I don’t know. I have always hoped that you were gay, but you are so masculine and good looking that I never dreamed that it was possible. Holy Shit Man! I can’t believe that you are actually gay. Have you ever had sex with another man?”

“Bud! I don’t go around bragging about my sexual experiences, but yes I have had sex with a number different guys.”

“Are you telling me that you have sucked another man’s penis?”

“Yep! I have.”

“Have you ever fucked a guy?”

“Yes, I have.”

“As another guy ever fucked you?”

“A couple of times but I prefer fucking the other guy. Most of all I prefer oral sex.”

“Buck……Would you let me suck your penis?”

Buck put his hands on my shoulders and looked directly into to my eyes and said, “Bud, I will show you what gay sex is like, but I want you to understand what I am going to say. You are a very attractive young man, but I prefer men my own age or older. After we have had sex, we need to talk about it. In fact we may talk about it several times so that I can answer any questions that you may have. Do you understand what I am saying?”

“I think so.”

“Okay Bud. Tell me in your own words what you think that I just said.”

“Alright. You said that you were willing to teach me how to perform gay sex, but what you meant was that this was going to be a one time deal. You prefer men older than I am.”

“That’s exactly right. Now, before you suck my penis, first I am going to suck yours so you know how it feels and then you can suck mine. Is that ok with you?”

“Oh man! I can’t believe this is happening and with all people. Buck you are truly the best friend that I have ever had.”

Buck stood in front of me and slowly and carefully took off his uniform, and shoes while watching me remove my clothes. He put his clothes on a chair. We stood in the middle of the tower completely naked except our socks. For a minute or two we just looked at each other’s bodies, and both of us had hard-ons. I was surprised at the size of Buck’s erection, which was a beauty, but mine was a half or so inches longer than his. Buck turned and walked away from me and picked up his binoculars and made a quick scan over the forest to see if everything was all right. He retuned and stood in front of me taking both of his hands and slowing moved them over my body examining every inch of me. He stood up and told me to do the same to him. I did not know why he had done this but it certainly was a pleasant feeling to touch and observe his body up close and it made me hotter and hornier than I ever believed possible. My hard penis was dripping precum and aching for attention.

Buck then knelt down and took my erection into his mouth. “Oh My God! I never dreamed that it would have felt like that.” Every nerve ending in my body was sending off sparks that caused me to shudder all over. Inch by inch he took more into his mouth and when he had it all inside, I got weak all over. I did not believe that I could stand it if it got any more intense. It was just an unbelievable thrill. Without realizing what I was doing, I was screaming out at the top of my lungs expressing the sensations that I was experiencing. He began moving his head back and forth on my ridged erections giving me more and more pleasure. After a few minutes, he grabbed a hold of the cheeks of my butt and gripped them real tight while he sucked on me. It was feeling so great, but then he added a little more to my excitement by letting go of one of the cheeks, spreading out my legs a little bit, reaching between my legs, taking a hold of my testicles and massaging my anus with his thumb, while continuing to suck me. I had wanted to shoot off from the very beginning and it was a miracle that I had been able to hold off as long as I had.
For some time he delighted me like I had never experienced before. I kept realizing my body was tensing up all over and I would try to relax and moments later it would tense up again. I was tossing my head around causing me to get dizzy. I had my hands on his head and my fingers were running through his hair and frantically rubbing his head. As I got close, I tried to tell him that I was going to ejaculate but the words would not come out of my mouth. I took a harder grip on is head and was letting out a constant long groaning sound that could have been audible for a long distant. Buck was aware of my state of ecstasy and was equally enjoying the way he was causing me to feel. As I got closer and closer, the louder his groans became and the faster he moves his head back and forth on me. Without any question, when I ejaculated spurt after spurt of cum into Buck’s mouth, it was the most enjoyable climax that I had ever experienced. I was so weak that I literally stumble over to the table and set down on it. Buck got up and followed me to the table. He had this big smile on his face and he leaned over and gently kissed me on my lips. I had just received my first experience in receiving oral sex and my first kiss from the most beautiful man on earth.

Buck lowered me onto my back on the table. He stood beside me. With one hand he began rubbing his fingers over my face. He put one of his fingers into my mouth and I sucked on it. He took it out and ran the finger over my lips a few times before moving down and rubbing, teasing and lightly pinching my nipples. With his other hand he had been stroking his erection. As soon as I had recovered from my ejaculation, I replaced his hand with mine and began stroking his stiff erection. After a short time, I rolled over on my side and was going to attempt to suck him, but he pulled back and went to the end of the table between my legs and went down on me again.

After he got me fully aroused, he assisted me getting off of the table and onto my knees. I knew that it was time for me to learn what it was like to suck another man’s erection. I did my best to remember what all he did to me and repeat the same thing in giving oral sex to him. Before I started I looked up at Buck and he was giving me a huge smile of encouragement. I smiled back at him and looked at his huge erection and wondered how in the world I was going to swallow it without choking.

There was a big glob of precum on his piss hole, which I licked off. I could feel him flinch with excitement, which I took as an encouragement. This was one task that I was going to fulfill if it was the last thing I ever did. When I took the head of his penis into my mouth, he said, “Oh shit Bud! It’s been a long time since anyone has sucked my dick. That feels great. Just take it slow.” I did take it slow at first. It was not long before I had gain confidence in myself and was swallowing his hard penis as far as it would go. I had my nose so tight against his abdomen and pubic hairs that I could not breath. This did not matter to me. From the sounds that Buck was making and his body language was telling me that he was enjoying what I was doing. Possibly ninety plus percentage of the enjoyment that I was receiving was resulting from knowing that he was enjoying it. This was causing me to lust for his body and be as horny as I was when he performed oral sex on me.

Every once in a while I would glance up to see the expression on his face which told me how I was doing and how he was feeling the excitement from my efforts. I was never disappointed. For some time I had sucked and licked his big member and it had kept getting stiffer and larger. He had been spreading his legs further apart and moving his ass in conjunction to my moving my head back and forth. I could sense that it would not be long before he ejaculated. I was very apprehensive to whether I could swallow his cum without throwing up. All of a sudden, he grabbed a hold of my head, shoved his erection down my throat, and held it there. I heard him cry out, “Fuck! Fuck! I’mmm cummmminng!”

He certainly was not lying. He must have shot off seven or eight spurts of his cum down my throat, and to my surprise, I had no difficulty what so ever. I kept on sucking until he got so sensitive that he would not let me suck him anymore.

I stood up and we looked at each other and smiled. He started reaching for his uniform and putting it on while I was getting dressed. He looked at his watch and said, “Oh Shit! I’m thirty minutes late. They will be sending someone to check on me if I don’t get back to the rangers cabin soon. Bud, we do need to talk. I will be on duty here this time day after tomorrow. I want you to make out a list of any questions that you have and we will talk about them then. Can you come day after tomorrow?”

“Buck, I wouldn’t miss it for the world.”

I put my arms around his neck and looked at him. “Buck, I don’t know how to thank you. Perhaps this will be a starter.” I gave him the longest most passionate kiss that I knew how to give. He kissed me back and swatted my rear as we headed towards the steps to climb down from the tower. My kiss must have been effective for both of us, because each of us had erections.

I did meet Buck and we had a long talk. He did a superb job in answering all my questions. He gave me a list of web sights to look up on the internet concerning gays, their lifestyles, vocabulary, and a few porn sources. I never had used the internet much before and it never occurred to me that such information was available. He also gave me a couple of tapes of gay movies. I gave him my college address and we promised to keep in touch with each other. I told him that I probably would not see him again until the Christmas Holidays.

My first several months as a Freshmen could not have gone any better. My roommate, Les is a senior. He is gay, cute, nice and a fuck buddy. Les has helped me with my studies and we are the best of friends. He has introduced me to a friend of his, named Bryan that is working on his master’s degree in the field of forestry, if you can believe that. He is a year older than Buck and in my opinion were made for each other.

Les, Bryan and I will be leaving campus in a few days for the Christmas Holidays. The day after Christmas, Les and Bryan are going to come to the ranch. We are going to join Buck, and the four of us will share a two-bedroom cabin on the National Forest and go skiing for a week. Buck and Bryan have exchanged a couple of emails and photographs. Introducing Buck to Bryan is the least I can do for my forest ranger, my friend, and my mentor. They seem to be very excited and looking forward towards meeting each other.

The way I figure it. If Bryan and Buck do not work out, Les and Bryan have enjoyed having sex together before, and we could just switch partners. I certainly would not object to having sex with Buck again if given a chance. Bryan has even indicated an interest in a three way. I do not know how Buck would feel about a four way.

I’m not sure how much skiing we will do, but I am sure that there will be a lot of fun going on in the bedrooms and in the cabin. Perhaps I still am a little immature, but I am having a hell of a good time, and at the same time making straight A’s in college. I can hardly wait for the four of us to----“SKII ???”

 

[unoponcho]

Finding A Lover In The Most Unlikely Way

Finding A Lover In The Most Unlikely Way

By Kevin----unoponcho
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At the age of twenty-five, I bought a house in a middle or lower class neighborhood. What was strange about my house was that I share an alley with my neighbor in back of me that was in the upper class neighborhood. My neighbor’s house was large, elaborately landscaped, big swimming pool with diving board, sauna and the whole bit. All the houses across the alley were the same kind of expensive homes.

I worked out of my home. I set up an office in one of the three bedrooms and spend most of the daytime and some evenings working at my desk, computer, or on the telephone. My business had grown to the point that it is too much for me to comfortably handle by myself, but yet not enough to warrant hiring additional help.

It is an ideal business for me. I am introverted to the extent that I do not like to meet the public or to be around any large groups of people. I have some other serious hang-ups. I am gay and accept that, but I detest seeing gays or straights being affectionate or overly familiar in front of other people. Any form of affection or intimacy should be carried on in private. I want my sexual life kept in the bedroom and it is no one else’s business what I do in privacy. I do not flaunt my homosexuality and I do not care to see other’s who do flaunt their lifestyle of living. These and other hang-ups plus not being overly attractive had limited my sex life and endeavor to find my one and only love of my life.

Tuesday afternoon is trash day in my neighborhood. I had made my weekly pilgrimage to the alley to take out my trash. Unlike my usual habit of keeping myself half way presentable, recently I had been lazy and had not shaven in several days. I always took a shower at least once a day so I was clean but I was wearing some old ragged clothes. I had just dumped my trash in the trashcan in the alley and was starting back to the gate to my back yard. A very nice well dress lady about my mother’s age came out of the gate with some trash from the house behind me. At first she did not see me, and she had a very worried and concern expression on her face. When she saw me her expression changed to one of fright. I apologized to her for scaring her and she said that it was her fault that she had a lot on her mind and was not paying any attention. I could tell that she was a very nice person and she did remind me of my deceased mother.

Just as I started through my gate, she said, “Young man, I have a very serious problem. Perhaps you may help me or give me some advice?”

“Certainly Ma’am! How may I help you?” I replied.

“I hardly know where to begin. My son lives here and I am from out of town. My son was in a serious automobile accident last week. He just got out of the hospital today. My husband, my son’s stepfather, is back home in the hospital and is having a serious operation in the morning and I need to be there. My son is in such bad shape that he cannot take care of himself. I don’t know where to go to get some help. I just can’t leave him like this and I do need to be with my husband. There is a fifty fifty chance that my husband will not survive the operation. What can I do?”

Tears began to roll down her cheeks and she started to sob. I felt so sorry for her. I wanted to console her but the way I looked I knew that I should not attempt to touch her.

“Ma’am! Ma’am! Please Ma’am! Listen to me. Everything is going to be all right. Please get a hold of yourself Ma’am. I’m going to go into my house and get cleaned up. I will come to your back door in twenty minutes or so. You tell me what needs to be done for your son and I will take care of him so you can go be with your husband.”

“You are such a nice person. What is your name young man?”

“Ma’am, my name is Otis Travis. Everyone calls me OT.”

“OT! It’s nice to meet you. Please call me Bev. I do need to get back and see about Ronald. OT I do appreciate your help and I do intend to pay you for looking after Ronald for me.”

“Bev I will be over as soon as I can. I think it would be a good idea for you to write down as many of the instructions that you can think of before I get there. Just so there is no misunderstanding. You are not going to pay me anything. I am doing this as a good neighbor.”

When I got inside my house, I hit my head with the palm of my hand asking myself what I had just done. I did not know this Ronald or Bev. I did not know how bad Ronald had been hurt. I had no idea how many hours a day or night that I would have to stay with him. But I just could not stand to see Bev so upset. I stripped off my clothes, turned the water on in the shower and lavatory for the water to get warm and got some nice clothes out to put on. As soon as I shaved, showered, and dress, I scurried around turning on the answering machine, got enough work off my desk, if I found time, to keep me busy for a while, and headed towards Ronald’s house.

Bev met me at the back door taking a hold of my arm and pulling me into the kitchen towards the breakfast table. She started talking as fast as she could.

“OT, you sure look nice. Much better than you did a few minutes ago. Now let’s see. I have checked the refrigerator, deep freezer, and pantry and there seems to be enough food for both of you for a week or so. I’ve called and have an air flight out of here in two and half hours. I’ve called and arranged for a taxi to pick me up in an hour. Oh Ronald is asleep. He does not seem to be in any pain. My husband’s doctor called and the surgery is scheduled for in the morning at 6:00AM. I have started a list of instructions for you and they are on the breakfast table. I wrote down my home phone number. I should be home by eight o’clock tonight. I want call you, but if you need me call me. I will get in touch with you tomorrow as soon as the surgery is over. Now……What have I left out? Oh! Here are the keys to the house and to the gate to the alley.”

While Bev was talking as fast as she could, she poured me a cup of coffee. Set a plate of pastries from the bakery in front of me. Offered me cream and sugar and was digging through her purse pulling out a checkbook and writing a check.

“Bev tell me about Ronald’s injuries and how I am suppose to take care of him?”

“Well he had a concussion. He was unconscious for eighteen hours. They had to take twelve stitches on his cheek. Several cracked ribs. Right wrist and right leg cracked and in a cast. His right buttock has twenty some odd stitches. His left shoulder, arm and leg are severely bruised. Right now he is unable to get up and go to the bathroom. He is unable to feed himself. He has been in a lot of pain but the medication seems to be taking care of it, however, it causes him to sleep a lot. Ronald was very lucky. His car was totaled. It may be a few days before he can get up and around. Oh! I do call him Ronald, but he prefers his friends to call him Ron. Here is the list of instructions that I started and here is a check for $500.00. You can fill in your own name. I am going to go pack my things and I will be back. If you can think of any questions just let me know.”

“Bev I told you that you were not going to pay me.”

“I know Dear. That check is for food, medicine, or what ever comes up that you and Ronald need. Okay?”

I read the list of instructions. I have to say this for Bev. She is an organizer and a half. She must have written as fast as she had been talking. I could not think of a thing that she had not covered. However, when she came back in she picked up the pen and another piece of paper writing down more instructions that she had thought about while she was packing her things.

When she finished the list of instructions, she reached for another piece of paper. “Honey, what is your home phone number?” I gave her my phone number and she wrote it down twice. Tore each of the numbers off of the paper. She put one of them into her purse and held one of them in her hand.

“Now I didn’t write this down so I am just going to tell you. I have spoiled my son. He likes a lot of attention. Don’t let him take advantage of your generosity and time. Tonight after you feed him, make him use the bathroom, turn on the TV in his room to the station he wants and go home and he should be all right until eight in the morning. Follow my instructions and by nine o’clock in the morning you should be ready to return to your home for two or maybe three hours before feeding him lunch. I think you get what I am telling you. I am going to put your phone number by his phone in his bedroom. In case of an emergency he can call you. If you will come with me now, I will take you into Ronald’s room and wake him up. I will introduce you to him and I will tell him that I am going home to be with my husband”

Bev took me by my arm and led me to Ron’s bedroom. She quietly opened the door and we stepped in side. Bev could not help but notice the deep breath that I inhaled and my eyes locked on Ron’s body as he lay on his back in bed. Bev nudged me in the ribs and said, “He is beautiful isn’t he. I have to say that even though he is my son. He is almost as handsome as you are OT.”

I was so taken back that I could not say anything. Ron was stretched out on his back and the only thing covering his body was a towel folded lengthwise lying across his groin area. Even the casts, bandages, and bruises did not distract from his magnificent physique.

“OT, I have been around the block a couple of times. I do know my son and have been around him enough that I know what type of men he prefers. You are his type. If you ever let him take advantage of you first, he will never have respect for you again. However, if you take advantage of him first you will have a friend forever.”

“Bev, how did you know that I am gay?”

“Honey! You guys call it gaydar. I guess I have one also. I tell you what I am going to do. I going to wake him up and he will probably ask or tell you to get him something for him. You reply by telling him to get off his ass and get it himself. If it is something that he really needs then I will get it. By doing this you will have gained his respect and want have to worry any more about him taking advantage of you.”

Bev walked over by the bed pulling me along behind her. She leaned over put her hand on his shoulder and quietly called Ronald by his name and gently shook him. His eyes pop open and he looked around and saw his mother and me standing besides his bed. Bev said, “Ronald this is OT. OT is your neighbor that lives behind you. He is here to take care of you. I am leaving in a few minutes to go back home and be with my Dearest who is going to have surgery in the morning. I’m putting OT’s phone number by your phone. In case of an emergency you can call him. I will return to see about you as soon as I can. I love you Sweetheart.” Bev kissed Ron on his cheek.

Ron in a rude voice said, “OT, go get me a coke.”

“I’m not your servant. If you want a coke get off your ass and get it yourself.”

Ron turned to his mother and said, “Mom, don’t you worry about me. OT and I are going to get along fabulously. Where did you find a handsome man like him?”

“Son, I found this Sweetheart near the trashcan in the alley. I knew that he was your type of man. I’ve got to go Dear. Don’t give OT a hard time. I love you Son.”

Bev kissed him and I followed her out of the door. Ron was yelling at me wanting to know where I was going. I turned and grinned at him and told him I would be back when ever I got good and ready and not before. He started to laugh and then remembered that laughing hurt his cracked ribs.

We just got to the front door and heard the taxi honking. Bev put her arms around me and kissed me on my cheek and told me “Thank you Sweetheart”. I help her carrying her luggage out to the taxi and help her get inside and stood and wave to her as she drove off. I had only known Bev for less that a couple of hours, yet I felt like she was my second mother.

I went back into the house and checked on Ron. He had gone back to sleep. I stood by his bed and stared at his near nude body and marveled at his beautiful physique and face. I was beginning to get aroused and adjusted my semi-hard in my pants before returning to the breakfast table and reviewing the instructions. I took a quick tour through the first floor of the house so I would know where everything was. There seemed to be nothing that needed to be done for an hour and half. I set down at the breakfast table, reached for the telephone and started making business calls and taking care of my business.

Getting Ron feed, medicated, and ready for my being able to go home for the night presented very little problem other than the ordeal of helping Ron to set up and feeding him his supper. He could hardly move with out having pain somewhere. His bruises were as painful as some of his other injuries. At least he had a since of humor and was taking it in stride. We both got somewhat embarrassed when it came time for him to urinate and I had to put his penis in the urinal for him. I did as Bev had told me to do. After I got Ron ready for the night and had turned on the TV for him, I went home. I worked in my office for a couple of hours and had caught up on the things that were pressing that needed to be done.

I went to bed and lay there for about an hour and could not sleep. I kept thinking and worrying about Ron. I knew that in case of an emergency that it would be very painful for him to dial the phone and perhaps be impossible. I got out of bed and slipped on my pants and shoes and went to check on Ron. When I got there, Ron was laying there grinning at me and said, “Where have you been? I have been waiting on you. I knew that you would start worrying about me. Why don’t you just take off those pants and come to bed with me. I promise you that I want attack you during the night. Besides both of us would sleep much better.” I gave him no argument and kicked off my shoes, pulled my pants off, turned the TV and lights off and got in bed with him. Neither one of us said anything, and it was not long before I heard him quietly snoring. Soon I also fell asleep.

When I woke up in the morning, I got up on my elbow and looked at him. He had not moved all night except that he had a glorious erection that was sticking out from under the towel. His stiff cock was the most perfect shape and size that I had ever imagined any man would have. I slipped out of bed, used the bathroom, put on my pants and went to the kitchen to fix breakfast for both of us. I had just finished breakfast when I heard him calling for me. I went to see what he needed and he told me he needed to urinate. By this time he had lost his erection and neither one of us got embarrassed when I put his penis in the urinal. After he had finished, I helped him set up so he could eat breakfast. He seemed to be moving around much better without as much pain. It had been twelve hours since his last pain pill so I thought that that was encouraging. After I had fed him and given him his medications, I helped him lay back flat of his back. I went into the kitchen and got a big pot of hot water and took it into his room.

“OT! What are you going to do?”

“I’m going to shave you and give you a bath.”

“Oh no your not. You are not going to bathe me. Giving me a shave would be nice, but no bath.”

I did not answer him but went into his bathroom and got towels and his shaving soap and razor.
I carefully removed the bandage on his cheek and examined the wound. It appeared to be healing nicely. The instructions indicated to leave the bandage off if no drainage or bleeding was occurring. I careful shaved his face avoiding the injured area. This was the first time I ever shaved another man and somehow I really enjoyed it especially since the attractive face belonged to Ron.

I took the pot of water and disposed of it in the bathroom and filled the pot up with fresh water and returned to the bed with a bar of soap. I set down on the side of the bed next to Ron. He gave me a dirty look and was about to protest again. I took the bar of soap and pretended that I was going to poke it in his mouth if he opened it. From there on he relaxed as I bathe him the best I could even his private areas. There were areas of his body that I could not get to such as his back and those covered with bandages and casts. I took off the bandage on his buttock and he had sustained a nasty injury in that area and it still looked raw and bad. I put a clean bandage on it. His chest was taped up and wrapped because of his cracked ribs. The instructions advised to leave as is until a doctor or nurse had examined him.

By the time I finish with Ron’s bathe, he was showing signs of being sleeping, probably because his medication was taking effect. I told Ron that I was going to go to my house for a while and that I would be back to fix him lunch. He just smiled at me and fell asleep before I got out of the bedroom. I am not for sure whether or not Ron was aware of the boner I had while bathing him.

I had just finished feeding Ron lunch when the phone rang. I answered it and it was Bev.

“Hi OT. How is my baby boy doing?”

“He doing great. I just fed him his lunch. How is your husband doing?”

“Honey! Things could not have gone better. He is in recovery now. When they move him into intensive care, they are going to let me see him for a few minutes. The doctor told me that the operation could not have gone any more smoothly. His recovery will take a while, but in six months he should be back to normal. Isn’t that great? Honey, I do not know what I would have done without you. I know that you are taking good care of my son. Now, let me talk a few minutes to Ronald.”

I held the phone up to Ronald’s ear.

“Hi Mom”

There was a lengthily pause knowing that Bev was talking ninety to nothing.

“Yeah Mom. OT is doing a great job.”

Another pause.

“Mom, I had a great night. OT spent the night with me.”

Bev was saying something.

“No, No, No! I was not that lucky. Maybe tonight.”

A short pause

“I was kidding Mom. Hug the old man for me. I love you. Bye.”

I hung the phone up. Ron smiled at me and said, “I have the most wonderful, understanding, sweetest and smartest Mom on earth. I just do not understand how she could love an old rich bastard like my stepfather. To be honest I do not know if she loves him or his money. I should not have said that because she does honestly loves and worships him and he loves and adores her”.

I asked Ron if he needed anything before I went back to work. I was watching him and he rolled over on his side. He had a little bit of pain that showed in the expression on his face, and then he told me that he did not need anything and was sleepy. With him lying on his side was a good indication that he was recovering.

After spending a couple hours at home working in my office, took a shower, shaved, and changed clothes. I took my lap computer and a stack of papers to work on after diner and retuned to Ron’s. Ron was awake when I got there. He told me that he needed to have a bowel movement, but insisted that I help him to the bathroom. I was not for sure if that was the thing to do or not, but he was very persistent. We took it very slow and with some effort we got him where he was sitting on the edge of the bed. I had him set there for a minute or two. I was able to get him standing and he was able to put his right arm that had a cast on his hand and wrist around my shoulders. He was able to hop with his left foot and leg and we managed to get him to the commode. I left him sitting on the commode while he did his thing.

When he finished he called me. He apologized for not being able to clean himself. I got him cleaned up and standing upright again. I took a little bit of maneuvering but we got him back to his bed. I was going to help him set down when he moved his head around and kissed me on my cheek and told me how much he appreciated my helping and taking care of him. I got him back in his bed and covered his privates with the towel.

After I served and fed him diner, he took his medications but did not think that he needed the pain pill. I got him comfortably in bed and turned on the TV for him to watch. I went to the breakfast table and started working. It was close to eleven o’clock when I heard Ron calling and wanting to know when I was coming to bed. I thought that this was strange but it was time for me to go to bed and I got up and turned out all the lights and turned the TV off and crawled in bed with Ron.
Ron rolled over on his side facing me and asked, “OT I know that I am in debit to you for taking care of me this way. I don’t know how I can ever repay you. But would you let me start off by giving you a blowjob tonight? It want be the best of blowjobs, but I want to try.”

“Ron, I don’t want you to give me a blowjob just because you feel obligated to me.”

“Wait a minute! Wait..just..a..damn..minute! OT you don’t know me very well. I hope that is all going to change. I want to get to know you and I want you to get to know me. I like you. I like you a lot. I have never met anyone like you before. I am not looking for a one-night stand. I don’t just run around offering blowjobs to just anyone. I am looking for a long-term relationship. I believe that you are possibly the person for whom I have been searching. We have chemistry between us. I can sense it. I need you and you need me. Right now I want to hold you, kiss you and make love to you. You are the man of my dreams. I know right now that I am limited in what I can do, but I would like to make love to you.”

I had never had anyone to say such sweet and nice things to me before. The strange thing was that I knew he was sincere and meant what he said. I also had the same feelings and desires towards him, but would have never revealed them to him for fear of being rejected.

I move closer to him trying to avoid his injured areas on his body and I kissed him. My kiss led to many more and each time became more passionate. I had never kissed or been kissed like we were kissing each other. I could feel my cock straining to get out of the confines of my briefs and I could feel his hitting mine only separated by the fabric. As we were kissing each other I managed to reach down and remove my briefs and I took a hold of both of our cocks holding them together as continued to kiss each other. We both began to moan as our lust for each other kept climbing to higher heights. As I stroked our cocks together, we both were producing precum.

Ron broke our embrace and said, “I have never enjoyed kissing any one like that before. Now, I want you to move so I can kiss and make love to another part of your anatomy.”

I moved so we had access to each other’s erections. I was so afraid that I was going to touch him some place that caused him to have pain. I put my arm around his waist and went down on him at the same time he went down on me. The moaning and groaning sounds that we were making could have been heard through out the house. I was so pleased to finally get his beautiful piece of meat into my mouth and slaver and savor over the feel and taste of it. I had not had oral sex in so long and I was just beside myself to be having sex with this gorgeous man. What Ron was doing to me with just the use of his head, and not being able to use his hands and arms, was unbelievable. I did notice that he would suck and deep throat me for a period of time and then stop leaving my cock in his mouth and throat and rest a few moments before going at it again. I also notice that when I started sucking Ron’s cock that I thought that it was fully erect, but it just kept getting harder and larger and his nice set of balls were tightly cluster up next to the shank of his penis. I put my thumb and pointer finger around the base of his cock while holding his nuts with my remaining three fingers and continued to give him head. With in minutes I was justly rewarded by receiving four or five jets of cum hitting the back of my throat. It was apparent that he had not shot off in a number of days. The taste of his cum was just an added reward. While he shot off he never slowed down to giving me head. I warned him that I was near and he increased momentum of giving me head causing me to have a very delightful ejaculation that surpassed any that I had experience in a long time.

As I got up, he rolled over on his back and sighed. I got on my knees beside him and leaned over to kiss him. He took his right arm with the cast on his wrist and put it around my neck and pulled me down on top of him. Seemly, he did not suffer any pain and we kissed each other for several minutes. I started to get up and move thinking that he was uncomfortable and he would not let me move. He had me lay my head down on his chest and for sometime we lay that away without saying anything.

“Ron, I just want you to know that if that was not one of your better blowjobs, I don’t think I can survive one of your best. That was great.”

“You just wait until I get well. I am going to show you what it is like to get my best. Now, you did not do so badly yourself. Damn OT. I have never shot off such a load in my life. I am sure that from now on each time we have sex that it is going to get better. I want to tell you this. I have never suck a cock like yours before. It is absolutely the nicest cock that I have ever seen or sucked. You are going to have to keep it locked in your pants or I will be sucking on it all the time.”

“That does not sound so bad. I’ll tell you what I am going to do. I’m never going to lock it up. It will always be available to you from now on.”

“That sounds great to me. I certainly am not going to get a lock for mine. It is yours for the taking.”

I kissed him on his lips and got up off of him and was going to lie down. “OT. I want to cuddle up to you. Lay down on your side with your back to me. I will cuddle up to you because I know that you are afraid to do it to me for fear of hurting me. I just want to hold you while we go to sleep.”

Following his instructions I lay down on my side with my back to him. It took him a few minutes to get up close to me, but I was amazed by how he was moving around without having any pain. After we had got comfortable I mentioned, “You sure do have a wonderful Mom”

“She is the greatest! My Mom is not only very smart and wise but she has the ability to read people very well. She really likes you.”

“How do you know?”

“You are the only person that I know that she has ever called ‘Sweetheart’ besides myself. I bet she even called you ‘Honey’. Am I right?”

“Yeah! She did. I thought she called everyone that.”

“Are you kidding? Not my Mom. She thinks you are something special just like she thinks I’m special. You know, she must have excellent taste in young men?”

“Ron, I want you to tell me all about your family and life. Hell, I don’t know anything about you.”

“You know that I’ve got a big cock!…Seriously, I also want to know all about you. I don’t even know what you do for a living. We have a lot of talking to do. It is getting late and I’m tired as I am sure you are. Tomorrow, we will talk….in between our giving head to each other.”

I caught myself just as I was about to turn around and smack him on his rear. The side of his rear that was injured was the one he had exposed.

The next morning, I woke up and had to go use the bathroom. When I returned to the bedroom, Ron was sitting on the edge of the bed waiting for me to help him to the bathroom. He was moving around extremely well. At this rate, it would not be long before he could take care of himself and I would no longer be needed. I got him back to bed and got dressed. I went into the kitchen and fixed breakfast for us. I was going to take his breakfast to him and he called me to come help him. I went in to see what he needed. He was sitting on the edge of the bed and asked for me to get his bathrobe out of his closet. He wanted to go to the breakfast table and have breakfast with me. I opened his closet and I never saw so many clothes in my life. He must have had six or more bathrobes hanging in his huge closet. I asked him which one he wanted and he told me the blue one with the wide sleeves so he could get the cast through it. It took some doing but I got the bathrobe on him and got him to the table. With him being right handed and having the cast on, he could not feed himself but at least he was up and setting at the table.

Just after I had finished feeding him and had eaten myself, the doorbell rang. I went to the door and a young man was standing there holding a bag. He introduced himself as Mickey and told me that he was from Ron’s doctor’s office. I took him in and introduced him to Ron. We both were surprise by Mickey being there. He told us that he was an intern and that the doctor had sent him to check on seeing how Ron was doing. Mickey seemed surprised that Ron was out of bed and sitting up. He asked Ron if he could examine him. Ron gave him permission and Mickey asked Ron if he wanted to go into his bedroom so the examination could be done in private. Ron laughed and said, “Mickey! There is not a square inch of my body that OT has not seen. You can conduct your examination right here.” Mickey was grinning ear to ear and knew that he was among family. He first checked Ron’s leg and ankle and then wrist. He then looked at the injury on his cheek. From there he felt of his ribs and then had Ron stand up and he took the bandage off of his rear and checked it out. When he had finished he helped Ron set back down. He asked if he could use the telephone. He dialed a number and within a few minutes he was talking to the doctor. They had a conversation for a few minutes and hung up the phone. He did not say anything but reached into his bag and got his stethoscope and equipment to take Ron’s blood pressure.

After taking his blood pressure and listening to his heart, he said, “Okay! Ron I have some good news for you. I am going to take off both of your casts. You are not to put much wait on your leg or ankle for a couple more days and you are not to lift anything heavy with your right hand for a week or so. I will leave off the bandage off of your ass. It looks like it is healing nicely. Fresh air will do it good even a little sunshine would help the healing but just don’t get it sun burned. All the garbage will be removed from your chests. Your ribs are healing all right, and the injury on your cheek is doing great. I don’t think you will even have a scar on your cheek but you probably will on your hip. The stitches in both areas will fall out on there own in a couple of days. Now what have I missed? Oh! I can have some crutches sent out for you to use for a few days.”

“I won’t need the crutches. I’ve got OT’s shoulder to lean on”

“That’s kind of what I thought that you would say. Now unless you have any objections I will get these cast off of you?”

“Look out OT! You are going to get it tonight”

Mickey knew just exactly what Ron was referring to and laughed. It did not take him long to get the casts off as well as the bandages. I had gotten a trashcan for Mickey to dispose of the things as he removed them. After he had finished he had Ron to stand up and hold on to the back of a chair while completely nude and checked him over again.

Mickey took a hold of Ron’s soft penis, looked up at me, winked and asked me, “How are things working in this department?”

I replied. “Excellent! But you might want to check his gag reflexes. He doesn’t gag like he should.” We all laughed.

He looked at the bruises on his arm and leg and told Ron that he had made a remarkable recovery. He told Ron to call the doctor’s office and make a follow up appointment in a week.

While Mickey was packing up his equipment, I asked him about Ron’s medication. Mickey wanted to see the prescription bottles. He looked at each one and set all but two aside. He handed me one of the prescriptions and told me that this one was the only one that he had to continue to take until his saw the doctor the next time. Then he handed me the one with the painkiller and told me to keep it for a few days just incase he injured himself again.

He winked at me and said, “Just don’t let him get carried away tonight and he want need any of those pain pills.”

Mickey told Ron good luck and that he would see him when he came for his follow up appointment. I walked Mickey to the door and thanked him.

When I returned, Ron had a surprise for me. By holding on to the back of the chair that was at the breakfast table he was able to push the chair and hop around holding is right ankle up and scoot around on the tile floor and get around in the kitchen. He wanted me to put one of the chairs in his bathroom so he could get around in the bathroom by himself. I picked up one of the chairs to take to the bathroom. He put his arm around my shoulder and hops to the bathroom with me. I set the chair down and he took a hold of it and asked that I give him some privacy that he needed to use the bathroom. I went out into the bedroom and picked up a few things and was making up the bed when he opened the bathroom door and saw what I was doing. He told me not to bother with the bed that his maid would take care of it that afternoon. The maid came twice a week. He asked me if I minded shaving him and if I would take a shower with him. I got undressed and had him sat in the chair while I shaved him and myself. While I was shaving, he got a hold of my dick and was stroking it. His fooling around with me caused me to take a considerably longer time to shave than necessary. When we got into the shower, we both had hard-ons. Taking a shower together turned out to be a steamy event. The shower had a small built in bench in one corner providing a place for Ron to set down. It also provided him to be in a position that he could suck on my dick. Before we finished soaping each other down, rinsing off, we had successfully sucked each other off while enjoying the water from the three different showerheads hitting us in different directions massaging our bodies. This was a blowjob that would have lasting memories.

Once we got out of the bathroom and I got dressed, Ron put on his bathrobe and asked me to help him to the den. When I got him to the den and seated in his favorite chair that was close to a telephone and the remote to the TV was near by, he told me that if I would unlock the front door so he could yell at the maid to come in when she got there and if I would get him a coke that he would be set for the rest of the day. He said that the maid could fix his lunch and he would have her fix diner for both of us. He would give me a call when diner was ready. I would have the rest of the day to work in my office. I kissed Ron on the top of his head and left to go home and work in my office.

Before the day was over, I had managed to catch up with all my work in my office. I had accomplished more in one day than I normally could do in three or four days. I was so at ease and relaxed that everything just clicked and fell into place. My concentration was only broken several times when I thought about Ron. If Ron was pulling the wool over my eyes, he was a damn good actor. I still did not know him but I knew that I was falling in love with him and I thought that he was feeling the same way about me.

When Ron called to tell me that diner was ready, I had just finished picking up a few things and was waiting on his call.

Ron was waiting for me seated at the breakfast table. He was wearing a black silk pajama outfit. The top was open showing his bare chests. There was no food on the table and he was acting very mysterious. He kissed me on my cheek told me to go into his bedroom and change into my new clothes he had laid out on his bed. I could not imagine what he was up to, but I went into his bedroom. On the bed were a similar deep red silk pajama outfit and a red silk T-back. After I put them on, I went back to the breakfast room. Ron had me help him up and we went into the dinning room. The candles were lit and food and wine were on the table and soft music was playing in the background. It was such a romantic atmosphere and I could not believe that Ron was able and done this for me.

“I can’t believe this. How in the world did you manage doing all this? My God! Everything is so beautiful and the food smells delicious.”

“It was no problem. I called my favorite restaurant and they catered the meal and my maid and I set the table.”

“What about this pajama attire? It feels great and is so nice. You look fabulous and sexy in yours.”

“I bought these things a month or so ago. I have never had an occasion to use them before now.”

The food and wine was as delicious as it smelled. Ron’s wrist was stiff and caused him to eat slowly, but he managed to feed himself. During the meal we did not say very much by using words, but there was a tremendous amount of communication taking place between us by just exchanging glances. Each of us knew what the other was thinking. After we finished eating, I got up and started clearing the table. Ron told me to leave everything. He said that the maid was coming back in the morning and would take care of everything. I insisted on putting the left over food away, but did leave the rest for the maid.

Ron wanted us to go out by the swimming pool so we could talk and later take a swim. I told him that I would have to go get my swimsuit. He just grinned and told me, “You’re wearing a T-back. That’s all you will need. Besides, the son-of-a-bitch that lives directly behind me is the only one that could see us.” Of course he was referring to my house and I could not see his swimming pool from there.

I went into his bathroom and got a couple of towels in case we needed them. I was headed to the dinning room to get Ron when the phone rang. I answered it and it was Bev. She asked me how Ron was doing and I told her that I would let Ron tell her the good news. I took and handed the phone to Ron. While Ron was talking to his mother, I stacked the dirty dishes and picked up the bottle of wine and was going to take it to the kitchen. He motioned to me to put the bottle of wine down by the bath towels that I had put on the table. He was telling me that he wanted to take the wine with us to the swimming pool.

When Ron finished talking to his Mom, he handed me the phone and told me that she wanted to talk to me.

“Hi Bev!”

“Hello Honey! I just want to thank you for helping Ron. You are a real Sweetheart. I have to run now. Ron will tell you about my good news. Bye Sweetheart.”

When we got out beside the swimming pool, I scooted a couple of lounge chairs together and we lay down beside each other. The sun was going down and there was a beautiful sunset. For close to three hours we held hands and talked. Ron did bring me up to date about his stepfather’s progress and told me that he was out of intensive care and moved to his private room. They were having to keep him sedated to keep him in the hospital. He was demanding to go home. Bev was relieved in learning the recovery that Ron had made and the progress that her husband was making.

Ron and I told each other everything we could think of about our pasts and hopes for the future. When we were talking about the future, each of us hoped that the other would be involved. Love must have been in the air, and we certainly were getting our share. Of course, our first long and serious talk together was just the beginning of getting to know each other.

We took a swim of sorts. There was not a whole lot of swimming that took place even though Ron could swim like a fish. Ron was able to move around in the water with ease and we both were all over each other while we kissed and made love to each other. We had not been in the water very long before we removed out T-backs and were in the nude. We both were aroused and several different times each of us got close to having a climax. We had agreed to hold off until we got to bed. For the first time I experienced having my cock sucked under water and it was the first time I sucked a cock while underwater. We sensuously touched and rubbed each other except I had to continuously remind myself to not touch his injured buttock.

After we got out of the pool, we went into the sauna. This was another first for me. I had never been in a sauna before. If it had not been for Ron being with me, I would have been very bored and do not think that I would have enjoyed the experience. We never slowed down with teasing and stimulating each other. After fifteen or so minutes, both of us were more than ready to leave and go to bed. We had reached the point that it was almost impossible to keep our mouths away from each other’s hard cocks and nuts that were aching for release.

As soon as we got out of the sauna, we grabbed our towels and things and started to go inside. Ron had his arm around my shoulder and started his usual hoping motion. Our slow pace escalated into more of a trot. We were going faster and faster and laughing and giggling all the way. We had barely hit the bed, when we deep throated each other at the same time. For the next forty minutes we had the wildest sex imaginable. We just couldn’t have tried to satisfy each other anymore. I was certain of one thing for sure. I may not have been in love with Ron, but I certainly was in love with his penis. Because of Ron’s injured hip, we were limited to two sixty-nine positions. That was on our sides or with him on top of me. It only took ten or so minutes before both of us shot off, but we never slowed down and later shot off the second time.

We moved so I was on my back and Ron got on top of me. We kissed each other and grind our semi-hard cocks together that were between our two bodies. We did not feel the need to say anything. Words were not necessary. We had just shown our love for each other and words would have been superfluous. I put my arms around him and hugged him several times. He kissed and laid his head down on my chest, and we told each other good night.

Friday morning when I woke up, somehow Ron had gotten off of me at sometime and had managed to get into the bathroom. He was shaving. We told each other good morning and after I had relieved myself, I kiss him on the back of his neck and went into the kitchen and put on the coffee before returning. While Ron was getting dressed I shaved. After I got dressed we both went to the kitchen. By using one of the chairs, Ron scooted around and did what he could to help me get breakfast on the table. While we were eating, we discussed what we were going to do during the day. Ron told me that his secretary was going to drop by and bring some papers for him to sign and to take care of some of his business. The maid was also going to come and that he had a few business calls to make. He asked me if I could finish up at my office and return by four o’clock. I had no idea what he had in mind and he would not tell me.

When I returned at four o’clock, he was sitting on the bed. He was wearing a tuxedo and had another tuxedo, socks and shoes lying on the bed. He was ginning at me probably because of the shock expression on my face.

I walked over and kissed him and asked, “What in hell have you got up your sleeve now? What is this monkey suit all about?”

“This morning before you got up, I tried on your clothes and shoes. We wear the same size. Put this on and we are going out for diner and then to a theatrical production that is having an opening tonight.”

“Shit Ron. I don’t know about this. I have never worn a tuxedo before. Are you sure you want me to do this?”

“You will look great and we are going to have a lot of fun.”

Rather than argue with him, I put on the tuxedo and shoes and they fit me perfectly. It had never occurred to me that Ron and I wore the same size clothes. After I got ready to go, he tosses some car keys to me. You’re driving. I looked at the car keys, which gave me a shock. They looked like brand new keys and had the word “Ferrari” with an emblem on them. I help Ron and we went out the front door. In the driveway was a brand new sparkling deep red and black Ferrari convertible. Now, normally I would not have minded driving but driving a Ferrari was out of my class and scared the shit out of me. Those cars were so damn expensive that I never even bothered to inquire about the cost of that brand of automobile. Knowing that Ron could not drive it and besides would insist that I drive, I bit my lip and helped Ron get inside the car. He was grinning and getting a bang out of my being so nervous. He did omit that since his accident that he also was leery about driving any kind of car.

Ron explained that this car was a replacement by the insurance company for the car that he was driving when he had his accident. I got behind the wheel. I was so nervous that I could not even find the ignition. I sat there stunned for several minutes. Ron gave me instructions and suggested that I drive it around the block a couple of times before getting into traffic. By the time we got to the restaurant that Ron wanted to go, I was beginning to get some self-confidence. However, I had not got use to the people that did a double take seeing us drive such a fine automobile while dressed in tuxedos.

Thank goodness that Ron prepared me while we ate diner for the reception that we would get at the theater. Ron was a big finical backer of the theater and was well known and respected. When we got there, they had a wheelchair waiting for him. He kept introducing me to different people whose names immediately escaped me. Many were obviously gay. The usher pushed Ron’s wheelchair and I followed to two of the best seats in the theater. I do not know much about theatrical productions, but I did enjoy the evening. It was a comedy and we both laughed hysterically during the whole performance.

When we pulled into the garage and I got out of the Ferrari, my legs were so weak that I could hardly stand up. Ron just laughed at me. We immediately headed to the bedroom and took off our clothes. I went into his closet to get some coat hangers and started to hang up the tuxedos. Ron stood up and grabbed my arm and hopped to the closet with me.

“OT. This afternoon the maid helped me clean out my closet. I don’t want to offend you any anyway. I know that you probably would never let me buy you any clothes, but I have this weakness for purchasing clothes. I have gone through my closet and have picked out clothes that I will never wear. Most of them have never been worn. I have separated these clothes out and have them on a separate rack. They are yours if you want them. If not I will donate them to Goodwill. You can put the tuxedo that you wore with the other clothes that I will never wear. There is also a chest of drawers full of new pajamas, socks, underwear, T-shirts, swim suits, gym shorts, sweat pants and shirts and sweaters. You are welcome to go through them and keep anything you want.”

I looked at the closet in disbelief. He had separated the closet and almost half of the clothes and shoes were on the side of the closet that he was giving me. There was no telling how many thousands of dollars of expensive clothes that he had offered me.

“Ron! I can’t take your clothes. My God man. There is a fortune in clothes that you are offering me.”

“Just go through them and anything you do not want goes to the trash or Goodwill. The ones that you want, if you would like you can just leave them there. I don’t mind sharing my closet with you.”

I hung up the tuxedos and backed out of the closet. I intended to just kiss him and thank him for the clothes. My kiss led to other kissing and falling on the bed making passionate love to each other way into the night. Each of us had ejaculated twice when I got up and turned out the lights. We talked, kissed, cuddled, and hugged each other for some time before each of us had our third climax before falling to sleep.

It has been over a year and a half since that faithful day that I met Bev by the trashcan in the alley. I have never spent another night in my house or bed. Ron and I are as much or more in love than ever before. We both have had opportunities to be unfaithful to each other but I do not believe that either one of us would do that to the other.

Ron has the cutest little scar on his nice round butt.

Thanks to Bev and her husband who referred clients to my business, my business just keeps growing and growing. I have turned the den at my house into an office for my secretary as well as another bedroom into an office, I have a full time employee who comes in and works in addition to having a manager who lives in my house. All my employees are gay men. If my business continues to grow, I will have to move the offices into an office building. My manger’s lover who lives with him is a cute young Hispanic who is our housekeeper and cook.

Ron has taken over as President of his stepfather’s cooperation. He has turned the rooms upstairs into offices and conference rooms. There are outside steps going upstairs so none of his employees come into the main part of the house. In addition to his offices upstairs, he has his main offices down town. He spends time at both places but has delegated the work out so that he never spends a full eight-hour day working. His job does require occasional overnight or two nights traveling out of town.

Very soon Ron and I will have “his and his Ferrari’s. Ron has recently become interested in sailing and has bought a boat. I have not gone sailing with him as yet.


Bev and her husband are abroad for the next six months traveling and trying to spend some of their money. To date, I have never met Bev’s husband, but Bev has visited us on numerous occasions. When Bev comes to see us, she always takes a load of trash to the alley and spends several minutes out there by herself before returning and kissing me on the cheek. She still calls both Ron and I “Honey” and “Sweetheart.”

 

[subfer1]

Re: Finding A Lover In The Most Unlikely Way

jejej I absolutely love your stories, great job keep at it.

 

[unoponcho]

Weird Relationship---Cock Teaser

Weird Relationship---Cock Teaser

By Kevin---unoponcho
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Bob and Mike had known each other since they were seniors in high school. At various times they would run around together and would seemly become very good friends then suddenly Mike would start running around with someone else. A few months later Mike would show up again and want to be friends once more. Even after they got out of high school, this continued to happen. Mike became engaged to Karen and a wedding date was set for four months away. Mike again began wanting to become friends with Bob. This time he seemed more earnest. Mike introduced Bob to Karen and the three of them occasionally would have dinner or do something together. Mike was pleased that Bob and Karen really liked each other and that the three of them got along so well.

From early youth Bob had known that he was gay. He had a crush on Mike and wished they could be more than just friends, especially as Mike had always given him mixed signals. Long before he started dating Karen, several things had happened that Bob did not understand or meant that he did not know how to take Mike and the things he would do. For example, both of them would go to the restroom to take a leak. Mike would always make it a point to stand at the urinal next to Bob. When he finished urinating, he would shake his penis, which was nothing unusual, except Mike spent an excessive amount of time doing so. He would get a hard-on and would turn facing and watching Bob while he stroked it for several minutes. If it appeared that Bob might be going to touch him, he would back away and put the erection back into his pants and walk away. The restroom was not the only place Mike would do this. When they went to the gym or swimming together, while they changed clothes, Mike would make a point to show Bob his hard erection. There were times that Bob would get excited and get a hard-on and Mike would be unable to keep his eyes off Bob’s erection.

At one point, Bob had had all he could take and he told Mike that he was gay and did not appreciate being teased. Mike replied that it did not matter to him that Bob was gay and that would not change their friendship. Bob tried to joke about it and began calling Mike a “Cock Teaser”. Mike took it in his stride but never quite exhibited himself to Bob when the opportunity arose.

A few days before the wedding, Mike called Bob and asked him to have dinner with him. He told Bob that Karen had some things she had to do in readiness for the wedding. There was a restaurant across the street from Bob’s apartment and Mike told him to meet him there. After they finished dinner, Bob walked Mike to his car. Mike got in but it would not start, so Bob offered to drive him home. Mike said that he knew that Bob had to work the next day and that by the time he had driven across town to his apartment it would cause him to be an hour or so late getting to bed. Mike asked Bob if he could spend the night with him. Bob did not take long to think about the idea and said that Mike was welcome to spend the night.

After they got to Bob’s apartment, they drank a coke and talked for thirty minutes or so. Mike told Bob how much he loved Karen and was looking forward toward spending the rest of his life with her. They talked about a lot of other different things before Bob suggested that they go to bed. They cut out the lights and went into the bedroom. Mike told Bob to go ahead and get in bed and he was going to use the bathroom and would be there shortly.

Bob took off his clothes leaving on his jockey briefs and got into bed. He was resigned to the fact that he and Mike were never going to have sex together and the thought never occurred to him that that night was going to be any different. When Mike came out of the bathroom, he was stark naked with a roaring hard-on and had a towel over his shoulder.

He walked up to the side of the bed and said, “I’m horny and will not be able to go to sleep until I beat off. Being the cocksucker you are, I thought you might want to watch me.”

Mike stood beside the bed and started to beat off. Bob started to move toward him and Mike backed off and told him to stay where he was. “You can watch but don’t touch. I have promised Karen that I will always be faithful to her, and I’m not going to break that promise.”

Bob took off his briefs, lay back down on the bed and jacked off while watching Mike. Bob shot off a couple minutes before Mike did. Mike caught his load in the towel and then tossed it to Bob for him to clean himself up. Mike took the dirty towel into the bathroom, cut out the light, and got into bed. He turned his back toward Bob. Bob said, “You damn cock teaser.” Mike ignored the comment and soon went to sleep without either of them saying any more to each other.

The next morning when the alarm went off, they both jumped out of bed. They greeted each other good morning. Mike hurriedly got dressed and told Bob that he had to go and try to start his car and go home and get ready to go to work. Bob went into the kitchen and was putting on the coffee when Mike made a quick exit. For some reason, Bob went to his window and watched Mike go across the street to his car. Mike unlocked his car, raised up the hood, did something, closed the hood, got into the car and drove off. Bob now knew that Mike had staged the overnight bit, but for the life of him he could not figure out why Mike had gone to all that trouble.

The following sixteen months, Mike and Karen were very loving and devoted to each other. Everything was going great and they were very happy married couple. During that time they periodically invited Bob to come for diner, go to a movie or play, or do something together. It was always the three of them involved and Mike and Bob never did anything without Karen being around. There were several incidents where Mike and Bob would change into their swimsuits before the three of them went swimming. At these times Mike would display his erection with pride and Bob would call him a cock teaser.

Karen’s father’s side of the family was having a reunion up north. Her father had an airplane and they flew up for the reunion. Mike was unable to get away from work and could not go. On the way back the plane crashed and Karen as well as her mother and father were killed. As soon as Bob heard about the accident, he went to Mike’s home to be with him and to try to help wherever he could. Mike was devastated and very emotionally upset. Fortunately, Karen’s mother’s side of the family took over the funeral arrangements for all three to be buried. They tried to get Mike to assist with the funeral plans but he just backed away and left everything up to them. Bob asked Mike what he could do for him.

Mike replied, “Just get everybody out of my house and leave me alone.”

As discreetly as he could be, Bob talked to the guests and explained that Mike wanted to be left alone. He found a spare house key and before going home he checked on Mike who was lying on his bed. Later, Bob tried to telephone Mike several times that day but the line was busy. The next morning he went to Mike’s house and rang the doorbell. Mike did not answer and Bob let himself inside with the spare key. The telephone was off the hook. He found Mike still on his bed and drunk out of his mind. Mike screamed at him to get out of his house. Bob told him to call him if he needed anything and that he would return the following day to take him to the funeral.

Bob made a few phone calls to Mike’s parents and to his in-laws to explain the situation. They all agreed that there was nothing else that he could do. Mike was not answering their phone calls and would not come to the door when they went to his house.

The next morning was the day of the funeral and Bob went to Mike’s house several hours before the ceremony. Mike was still drunk. Bob got him to drink coffee and dress ready go to the funeral. By the time they got to there Mike was sober but looked like hell. After the funeral and on the way back to Mike’s house, he demanded Bob to stop at a liquor store. Mike came back to the car with a couple sacks containing bottles of liquor. Mike told Bob that he realized that drinking was not going to change anything, but he needed a few days before he could face reality. He asked Bob as a friend to promise him that he would leave him alone and that in a few days he would call him.

Two days had passed and Bob had not heard from Mike and so he became very concerned and upset, not knowing what to do. He was just about to leave to go over to Mike’s house when the phone rang. It was Mike and he was sober. They talked for a good length of time. For the rest of the week, Mike called Bob at least once a day and sometimes as many as three times a day. Mike would refuse Bob’s invitations to go out to eat or for him to come to visit him at his house.

With Bob’s encouragement Mike decided to go back to work and to try to get a hold of his life.

Thursday the following week, when Mike called, he asked Bob if he would like to drive to the beach and spend the weekend with him. Bob of course accepted the invitation. They were going to leave after they got off work on Friday afternoon.

Mike picked him up at his apartment and they took off to the beach. Mike told him that he had reserved a small cottage for the weekend and it was a little over an hours drive. They had barely gotten out of town and Mike told him that in the back seat was an ice chest that had beer and sandwiches that they could eat for supper on the way. He asked Bob to get him a sandwich and a beer and to help himself. They talked about insignificant things while they were driving and eating. After they finished eating, there was a pause in their conversation and Mike made a statement.

“Bob. You know that I loved Karen deeply. I could have never had a better wife. I was always faithful to Karen as she was to me. I promised to ‘love and cherish her until death do us part’. It has taken me a while to face up to the fact that Karen is dead. I have fulfilled my promise and oath to her. I will never forget or stop loving Karen, but I am going to put that part of my life behind me. I have to do that in order to go ahead and live. There is part of me that I have always denied that has always bothered me. I want to explore that part of me. Do you have any idea what I am trying to say?”

“I’m not sure but Mike, I am never sure about you. You are a very weird person. I have never figured out what goes on in your mind. Are you talking about your sexuality?”

“Yes I am. We are just about there. Oh! There is the office up there on the left. I will go and check us in. Let’s postpone this conversation until later. Okay?”

Mike came out of the office smiling and waving a key to the cottage. He got in the car and tossed the key to Bob and said, “I think you are going to like this. We are going to have a blast this weekend. I have brought enough food for sandwiches, snacks and breakfasts. There is a restaurant not to far from here where we can go for diner tomorrow night.”

Mike took off and they passed a number of cottages until it appeared that they had gone by all the cottages in the complex but Mike still kept on driving for some distance. At the end of the road there was a secluded cottage in a patch of trees away from everything else. There was a trail through the sand dunes to the beach. At the front of the cottage off to the left, as you entered, there was a brick screen surrounding the patio. There was an outdoor shower, rustic looking hot tub, a wooden bench, a couple of lounge chairs, patio chairs and table. The inside of the cottage was one large room and a bathroom. The room had a kitchen area, breakfast table, sitting area with a TV, and a king-size bed. Everything had a rustic look that gave a romantic and comfortable atmosphere. The only sounds to be heard were the sounds of the waves washing up on the beach. This was a perfect cottage for a honeymoon couple, something for which it was used for the majority of the time.

They started unloading the car. Bob took in an armload of sacks containing food and went inside and set them down on the breakfast table. On the breakfast table was a notice.

It read, “Warning! Nudity On The Beach Is Permissible.”

Bob brought in the last load from the car and set them down. Mike walked up to Bob and started undressing him.

“Bob! I have wanted to do this for years.”

With in moments Mike had undressed Bob and he helped Mike get undressed. They stood in the middle of the floor naked and Mike grabbed a hold of Bob and started kissing him passionately. Bob was shocked by Mike’s actions and it was as if his prayers had been answered. He had been in love with Mike for a number of years and now Mike was seemly showing him that he also loved him. As they kissed and caressed each other’s bodies, their stiff cocks were banging and rubbing against each other and hitting each other’s groin areas. They kissed and embraced each other as if they were making up for lost time.

Mike stopped kissing Bob and they stared into each other’s eyes for several minutes. “Bob! I am going to try to do something to you that I have always wanted to do. I’ve never done this before, so bear with me.”

Mike got down on his knees in front of Bob. He took a hold of his cock and stroked it a couple of times. While still holding on to it he began licking the head and eventually took it into his mouth and ran his tongue around it.

“Ohhhhh! Mikkkkeee! Mike that feels so great! Please suck my dick. Don’t stop.”

Mike had no intentions in stopping. He was doing something that he had fantasized about for so long. Little by little he took more and more of Bob’s cock into his mouth. It was not long before he had learned how to take it all. He put his hands around Bob’s hips and began pulling them back and forth in rhythm to his head going back and forth on Bob’s very hard big cock. Bob had put one hand on Mike’s shoulder and the other hand on his head. He had arched his head back looking toward the ceiling while moaning and making sounds that did not make any sense.

Bob’s only gay sexual experience occurred a couple weeks after Mike got married. It happened during a weak moment when he was in a rest room and he got a blowjob through a glory hole. He never saw the person who gave him that blowjob, one that only took four or five minutes for him to shoot off. His other experience was a couple days later at the same glory hole. This time he both received a quick blowjob and gave one in return. Again he never saw the individual apart from his cock. What Mike was doing to him was entirely different and could not in any way compare to those previous experiences.

Bob soon realized that the way things were going that he would soon shoot off. He did not want this to be a quickie and he believed that Mike felt the same way. He pulled away from Mike and Mike stood up. They kissed and hugged each other before Bob knelt down to give head to Mike’s dripping precum cock.

Bob licked off the precum and started licking the head and shank. Then he licked and sucked each of his nuts into his mouth and played with them with his tongue.

Mike was screaming, “Fuck! Fuucckk! Oh Fuck Man. That is fucking awesome!”

Bob quickly deep throated him.

“Ohhhh Chriiiiist! Bob, I love you!”

That was all the encouragement that Bob needed. He began sucking and repeatedly deep throating him as fast as he could.

“Whoa Man! Whoa! We’ve got all weekend. If you keep that up, I’m going to loose it in no time at all.”

Bob then realized what he had been doing and slowed down to a snail’s pace. He would let Mike’s dick slide out of his mouth and he would lick it and his balls and all around his groin area. He even teased him by taking a mouth full of his pubic hairs and pulling them with his teeth.

When Mike got close to the edge and also because his legs were getting wobbly from the intense feelings he was experiencing, he pulled back from Bob. Bob got up and they kissed each other several times before getting on the bed.

Mike got between Bob’s legs and began performing oral sex and stroking his cock until Bob was near a climax again. They had switched positions three or four times before getting into a sixty-nine position and brought each other to a climax while deep throating one another.

After they had both ejaculated, Mike got on top of Bob and started kissing him. Then they rolled over so that Bob was on top of Mike. They became unaware as what they were doing while kissing and rolling around on the bed that they all most rolled off it!

Mike suggested that they go take a walk on the beach in the nude. The moon was almost full and it was a beautiful night. They walked along the beach for some distance without seeing another person. They had their arms around each other and neither one of them wanted to say anything that would break the mood and spell that they were experiencing. When they got back to trail that led to the cottage, they waded into the water and played in the waves. Bob put his arms around Mike’s neck and jumped up and wrapped his legs around Mike’s waist and kissed him several times. Mike jumped up on Bob’s back and Bob carried Mike piggyback out of the water onto the beach. Mike got off of Bob’s back and knelt down on the sand and sucked Bob’s flaccid dick until it got hard. Then Bob did the same to Mike.

They then headed back to the cottage. They took a shower outside to remove all the salt and sand. Mike went inside and fetched them a beer and they got into the hot tub together. As they drank their beers and talked, they stroked each other’s erections and occasionally kissed each other. By the time they had finished drinking the beers they were thoroughly aroused and got out of the hot tub. Mike lay down on his back on the narrow bench and Bob straddled him so they both could suck each other’s very firm excited cocks. They did so until both were near to climaxing again. Then they got up and went inside to the bed. They lay down in a sixty-nine position and it did not take either one of them very long to shoot off their second load of the evening. They lay alongside each other and kissed several times before laying on their backs side by side.

“Bob, do you remember those times that we would be friends and I suddenly would leave and start running around with some one else?”

“Yeah! That pissed me off royally. Then you would show up again and we would become friends once more. What in the hell was going on?”

“This may not make any sense to you. I have always been in love with you and wanted to have sex. But I also was attracted to women. I felt that it would be best for me to live a straight life and ignore my homosexual desires and feelings. Well, I have given the straight life a chance. I do not regret it for a minute. What I do regret is the way I treated you. I know that you were sexually attracted to me and I led you on. I am sorry about that. You will never know how much I hated myself for the way I treated you. Damn, I came so close to giving in to my self-resistance to have sex with you. Will you ever be able to forgive me?”

“Mike, all I could ever hope for was to be able to have sex and make love to you just one time. Well, we have done it twice. All is forgiven. I love you.”

“I will promise you this Bob. Two times is just a starter. We have all day tomorrow and part of Sunday. So far as I am concerned, we have the rest of our lives to be together. I loved Karen but I love you equally as much or perhaps more. Good night my love.”

“Good night Cock Teaser!”

 

[Bigdog5758]

Re: Weird Relationship---Cock Teaser

this was a good story I enjoyed it. I figured that Mike would ask Karen and Bob to have a 3 some. Wow was I suprised when I found out what happened to Karen.

 

[d1919v]

Re: Weird Relationship---Cock Teaser

Wow...this story was amazing and unique. My favorite part was when they were walking on the beach at night with the moon lighting the water and the sand and neither said anything to each other. As well, when they ran inside the water and hugged, kissed and wrapped their legs together.

 

[shea]

Re: Finding A Lover In The Most Unlikely Way

Unoponcho
Thank you for that beautiful story. Nothing like
a real romance.
Shea
P.S. Please don't stop now

 

[BDX]

Re: Finding A Lover In The Most Unlikely Way

long story, but really liked it, keep up the good worl

 

[vertigo]

Re: My First Love

Brilliant story....

 

[vertigo]

Re: A Perfect Match

Brilliant story....

 

[vertigo]

Re: Experience With A Truck Driver

Brilliant story....

 

[vertigo]

Re: Tribute To Tim

I really enjoyed this story..

Very well written!!

 

[vertigo]

Re: A Forest Ranger Is My Mentor

Very nice story....

 

[vertigo]

Re: Finding A Lover In The Most Unlikely Way

Hey Kevin,

I have to say i absolutely loved this story!!!!

Please do keep on writing!!!!!!!!

Thank you...

 

[unoponcho]

Beyond The Call Of A Nurse's Duty

Beyond The Call of A Nurse’s Duty

By Kevin----unoponcho
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Note: The following story involves a medical procedure that I had done. I do not have any medical training. I therefore may not describe exactly what went on correctly.

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I was unaware that I was having any kind of problem with my heart. I went to my doctor for an annual checkup. The doctor noticed that my ankles were slightly swollen. He referred me to a cardiologist. Two days later I saw the cardiologist. He had me to go to the hospital to have some lab tests done. The following day the cardiologist had me in the hospital to have an angioplasty surgery.

Not knowing what I am talking about, I will give you my version of the procedure for balloon angioplasty. The doctor uses a balloon catheter, which is a thin hollow wire that is maneuvered thru the arteries using an X-ray to guide to the narrow area where problem exists. The instrument is inserted in the femoral artery, which is in the groin area and travels to the blood vessel or heart valve to be treated. When the area is located, the doctor inflates a small balloon several times to stretch the blood vessel. In my case he inserted two stents in two different areas, which would help keep the blood vessels open so the blood would flow more freely.

Upon checking into the hospital as an outpatient for the procedure, I went through the normal routine to be prepared to go to the operating room. I had one minor embarrassing situation to occur. The male nurse that preps me and to assisted the doctor with the procedure was a cute, attractive and very personable young man. When he came into the room with the shaving soap and razor, our eyes met and there was no doubt that he was gay and he knew that I was. His name was Dale. When he shaved my groin area and handle my penis and testicles, I could not restrain myself from getting an erection. We both laughed about it, and he showed me that he had also had an erection in his pants.

He had just finished prepping me when a female nurse’s aid came in to help him wheel my bed to the operating room. During the procedure, as he assisted the doctor, Dale was most attentive and kept checking to see how I was doing. There were a number of other staff personnel in the room. Dale seemed to be the main nurse there and he and the doctor was telling everyone what to do and directing the procedure process. I was unaware that they had run into some unexpected problems. So far as I was concern everything was going very smoothly.

When the procedure was over, they took me into the recovery room. Dale stayed with me. There was another male patient in the room. A curtain separated his bed and my bed. I could not see him nor could he see me. I did not know why he was there.

Dale explained to me that I was going to have to lie still perfectly flat on my back for three or four hours. He said if I moved that I might start to bleed in my groin. He told me that at any time that I thought that I was bleeding to let him or another nurse know.

I dose off to sleep. I don’t know how long I slept, but I woke up and Dale was putting some weights that felt like sand bags on my legs and arms. He told me that I was moving my arms and legs while sleeping and the weights would help me to not move around.

I feel back asleep and when I woke up, I needed to urinate. Dale was with the patient on the other side of the curtain. I told him that I needed some help when he had a moment. A few moments later, he came to see what I needed. I told him that I needed to urinate. He got the urinal and pulled up the sheet.

He said, “Oh my God.” I had no idea what caused him to say that.

He got on the intercom to the nurses station and yelled, “Bleeder! I need help! Now!” Before I knew what was going on, there were at least six nurse both male and female running around my bed. Dale had put his hand under the sheet and was applying pressure to my upper thigh. He was giving everyone orders. I was just lying there in amazement watching all these nurses and aids doing what needed to be done.

The head nurse rushed in and pushed her way up to the bed. She took a hold of the sheet and yanked it off of me. When she did the sheet caught a hold of something sticking out of my artery and I started bleeding on the other side of my groin area. I had not known that they had used the procedure on both sides and neither did the head nurse. She started apologizing. She started applying pressure on my other leg trying to stop the bleeding. They had somehow managed to change the blood soaked sheets on my bed while they were still applying pressure on both of my inter thighs.

The next thing I knew, some guys were there from the blood lab wanting blood samples. Dale told the guys from the lab that there was plenty of blood on the sheets and to take the blood soaked sheets to get their samples and get out of their way.

Some more people came in to see if they could help some of them I recognized from the operating room. Everyone was putting in there two cents as to what to do. They remove some kind of tubes or wires that had been left in my arteries that was not supposed to be removed until an hour or so later.

Someone asked Dale if a “granny” would help. Dale told him to bring him two. I am not for sure if “granny” is the term that was used. But it was some god-awful piece of equipment that served as a vice or clamp that they placed on the upper inter thigh of my legs that provided pressure on my arteries. My time for lying perfectly still had now been extended for another three hours and I had these painful, uncomfortable “grannies” clamp to my legs near my groin. The head nurse left and returned after being gone for five or ten minutes and told Dale that she had talked to my doctor. The doctor did not think that I needed a blood transfusion but decided that I should spend the night in the hospital.

After all the excitement was over and everyone had left, Dale leaned over the bed and kissed me on the cheek and said, “We almost lost you. A few more minutes of bleeding the way you were…..Well it was my fault. I should have been keeping a better eye on you. How are you doing?”

I replied, “I want to pee!”

“Oh Shit! I forgot all about that”

A young man that was a nurse’s aid came in about that time. Dale picked up the sheet with one hand and held the urinal close to my penis with his other hand. He looked up at the aid and said, “Don’t just stand there. Put it in the urinal. The man needs to pee.”

The aid blushed and was very hesitant about touching my penis. He asked Dale, “Can’t he do it?”

“For Pete’s sake man. The poor man can’t move. His dick is not going to bite you. Here you hold the urinal. I like touching and playing with his dick. You should see it when it gets hard.”

The poor aid left blushing as soon as I had finished pissing, but Dale continued to hold the sheet up and play with my dick until it was rock hard. He heard someone coming and he dropped the sheet and put a pillow on top of my hard dick. He told me that he intended to finish me off at a later time.

I realized that the man next to me was no longer there. I was so engross in what all was going on that I was not aware as to what was happening to him and when he was taken out. I asked Dale where he was. Dale smiled and told me that during all the excitement that the man almost went ballistic. He was waiting to go into surgery and when he saw what all was going on around me; he thought that I was dieing and was backing out of having his surgery. They had to sedate him before taking him to the operating room.

Frankly, I never could understand what the entire ruckus was about. The only thing I was concerned about was that my privates were exposed and in full view of a couple dozen people running around acting like there were a crisis. It was only after everything was over that I realized that Dale had saved my life.

I fell asleep and do not know how long I had been asleep. When I woke up the clamps on my legs was causing me a lot of pain. I begged Dale to take them off or at least loosen them. Dale put a sign on the door and pulled the curtains around my bed. He pulled the sheet off of me and massaged my legs, arms, and chest to try to relieve the pain I was having. He kept telling me to not move. When he finished massaging me, he told me that he would take my mind off of my pain. He stroked my cock until it got hard again and he went down on me a couple of times. I was near having a climax, when someone knocked on the door. Dale put a pillow over my crotch and covered me up with a sheet before answering the door. He talked to someone for a minute and came back and told me that he had another angioplasty procedure to perform and that he would be back to see me as soon as he could.

It did not take me long to fall back asleep even though I was very uncomfortable. I was awaken several times when some nurse would come by and check to be sure that I was no longer bleeding and was all right. I had serious doubts if I would ever see Dale again. I had no idea when they would take the clamps (grannies) off of me and tell me that I could move again. I had fallen back to sleep when two nurse’s aids came and moved me to my room. About an hour later, they came and removed the clamps, bathe the remaining dried blood off of me, and told me that I could move but to not get off of my bed for a while.

A little later they brought me my supper. Normally I do not care for hospital food but I ate everything that they served me. I watch TV a couple of hours and a nurse came into my room with some medication and told me that I could get up and go to the bathroom while she was there but did not want me to go when no one was around just incase I started to bleed again.

I watched the ten o’clock news on TV and turned it off and turned out the lights in my room. I lay in bed and kept thinking about Dale and how he had gone out of his way to be nice to me. I was disappointed that I had not seen him again. I would have loved to return his sexual favors, and was most curious to see what his cock looked like. Just thinking about him caused me to get an erection. I had a hold of my hard dick and was stroking it when I fell asleep. Later on during the night, I woke up and Dale was standing by my bed just looking and smiling at me. Neither one of us said anything. I scooted over to the edge of the bed and pulled down his scrub pants. He was not wearing any underwear. I stroked his cock a couple of times before taking it into my mouth and going down on him.

Dale had a cock unlike I had ever seen before. It was about seven inches long, and was so ridge that it did not move at the base. The head of his cock was not what they refer to as mushroom but was somewhat larger than the beginning of his shank right behind it. His shank got slightly larger as it got to the base and was thicker from top to bottom than it was side to side. The firm shape of his erection caused it to be much more enjoyable to suck. He moved up close to the bed making it easier for me to suck on his cock.

He held my head with one hand and put his other hand behind his back. I could reach around and ran my fingers up and down the crack of his smooth ass as I continued to suck on his very nice size firm erection. I had given him head for some period of time when he moved his hand behind his back and took a hold of his cock and was jacking it while I suck on the head and several inches. I thought I heard someone in the hall coming towards my door and I jerked my head back and quickly moved into the center of my bed.

Dale pulled up his pants, set down on the side of my bed, and smiled at me and said, “The nurses at the nurse’s station know that I am here and am going to spend the rest of the night with you. They know that I am going to take care of you. They want be coming in until in the morning just before breakfast. I hope you don’t mind having uninvited company for the night?”

“I don’t understand. How did you arrange this?”

“Very simple. I’m off duty for the next three days. When I got off duty this afternoon, I went home, eat supper, took a short nap, showered, shaved, changed clothes, and am here to start my time off by having sex with the best looking patient that I have ever had. Most of my patients are older men and women…….I’m here to finish what I started a couple times today, and then do it again as many times as I can get you hard. By in the morning it may be necessary for you to have to stay in the hospital for several more days to recover. Hell. You might have me so worn out that you may have to share your bed with me for several days. How does that grab you?”

“Dale, I sure do like your bedside manners, but aren’t you afraid that one of those nurses might come in and catch us?”

“Shit man. Don’t worry about that. All the nurses working tonight are good friends of mine. They have a pretty good idea why I am here. They want bother us.”

“In that case, take those scrubs off and get in bed with me. You have made me horny all day.”

Dale removed his clothes and climbed up on the bed and lay down beside me. He said, “Just remember to take it easy. If you get rambunctious and start to bleed again, we may have some difficulty in explaining why.”

I moved over and kissed him on the cheek and said, “I owe my life to you Dale. I do appreciate what you have done for me today.”

“Buddy! It was all in the line of duty.”

“Don’t give me that shit. Some of the things you did were beyond the call of duty.”

“No they were not! That was not duty. That was pure selfish pleasure. You are the first patient that I have ever done that with.”

“Well, move your beautiful, sweet ass around so I can imbibe in some of that selfish pleasure.”

“Before I move my ass, I have a question to ask. Do you prefer kissing my lips first or do you prefer kissing my ass?”

“Let’s try kissing your pretty lips and face first”

Dale got on top of me and we began kissing. The more we kissed the more passionate we became. I never enjoyed kissing anyone like I liked kissing Dale. It was an experience within itself.

With Dale’s knees on each side of me, he raised his hips up just enough so he could reach in between us with his hand and he put our cocks together and stroked them while we kissed each other. After spending a considerable length of time with him stroking our cocks together, he moved my stiff cock so the head was touching the back of the his scrotum and he lowered his hips so my cock slid up between his scrotum and asshole and on up until it reached the base of the crack of his ass. At the same time while moving his ass up and down, his large erection was sliding up and down on my abdomen. While he did this, we were open mouth kissing and sticking our tongues in each other’s mouths.

I am sure that Dale was being as cautious as I was in trying to restrain from making any noise that could be detected out side the door. I also was restraining my hip movements for fear of starting the bleeding again. Never the less, both of us were thoroughly enjoying what was going on.

Dale started to move off of me and I grabbed him and pulled him up so I could lick and suck on each of his big quarter size nipples. From his reaction of giving me a considerable amount of time in doing this, I knew that he liked it. He moved away so I could no longer kiss them anymore and he move so he could kiss and lick mine. Then he turned around still straddling me.

He said, “Now good Buddy! You can kiss my ass.”

His ass was practically in my face. I kissed and licked his buttocks, crack of his butt, his rosebud, on up until I sucked and licked each of his nuts. The way he was squirming around his butt showed me that he loved the attention that I was giving him. When I put his cock in my mouth and started sucking on it, he bent over and went all the way down on my stiff rod. We started off with rapid movements in giving each other head. He must have been aware that I was getting close. Both of us slowed down and suck each other at a much slower rate of speed.

After a period of time, he began to fuck my face while I held on to his balls that had cluster together real close and tight in his scrotum. Every once in a while he would stop his fucking motions and stop sucking on my cock. He seemed to time it just at the right. I would be almost at the point of no return. We were trying to delay and enjoy our climaxes as long as we could so we could enjoy our having sex to the maximum amount of time and experience as much enjoyment as possible. I loved his cock being in my mouth and so far as I was concern I would like to continue sucking on it all night.

There is no telling how many times we both near the peak and would stop for a short period of time. Our starting and stopping kept getting closer and closer. From the way Dale’s cock was getting firmer and larger, it was evident that he could not put it off much longer. We both were making low groaning noises letting each other know that we could not delay much longer. Dale lowers his hips pushing his cock as far into my throat as possible and holding it there and at the same time he deep throated me taking everything I had. We both began to shoot off within seconds of each other. He began sucking on my cock and slowly face fucking me again. Neither of us lost our erections. Five or ten minutes later he got off of me and lay down beside me. He kissed me and said, “I just finished what I started yesterday and now I working on today.” I had no idea what time it was, but I knew it was well after mid-night and could have been as late as one o’clock or after.

As we lay next to each other, we slowly stroked on each other’s erections and just relaxed. Ever so often Dale would reach over and kiss me on my cheek. There was no need to tell each other how much we enjoyed the sex. It was apparent and there was no need to verbalize it. Neither one of us were sleepy and knew after a certain length of time we would give each other another blowjob before we went to sleep.

We caressed and fondled each other’s dicks and testicles until we were completely aroused. Dale moves to a six-nine position and we preformed oral sex on each other before we reached our second climax.

Dale got up and put on his scrubs and lay down beside me. We kissed each other good night and fell sound asleep.

The head nurse awakened us. When she had caught us in bed together, she smiles and asked Dale, “Is this the way you take care of all your male patients?”

Dale jumped off the bed and answered, “This is the way I take care of this special hot one. Aren’t you jealous? He has a big one that would be just the right size for you.”

She answered, “Sweetheart! I’ve got all that I can take care of at home. You listen to his heart and take his pulse and I will get his blood pressure. Then I will start the paper work to get him released from here after breakfast. Do you plan on going home with him and taking care of him at home?”

“He has not invited me.”

“Dale would you go home with me? I do need to be taken care of”

“Buddy, I would love to go home with you. I will have to go down stairs and get my toothbrush and some clothes out of my locker and I will be ready to go.”

As the nurse was leaving, she shook her head smiling, and said, “Dale! I know how much you enjoy our hospital food. I will have them bring you your breakfast so you can enjoy eating with your patient. You were probably up with him most of the night and deserve a good meal.”

Dale did go home with me. For two days we enjoyed each other’s company and having sex together. We not only enjoyed oral sex but also anal sex. Dale liked being the bottom and I preferred being top. In between having sex, we went out for diner, went swimming and went for walks with each other. We became good friends. Even though we enjoyed having sex together, there was not ever the feeling of love so far as a partner relationship was concerned.

The late afternoon of the second day, Dale borrowed my car to go to his apartment to check on his mail, answering machine and email. He was gone an hour or so longer than expected. When he got back, he sat me down on the couch and sat down beside me.

“Good Buddy! I’ve got some good news. At least it is good news for me. I just talked to my ex-lover. He wants me to come back to him. We broke up all most a year ago. He thought that he was in love with someone else. It did not work out for him. He wants us to start all over. I still love him and want to give it a try. I think it will work this time. What do you think?”

“I think it is wonderful for you Dale. I sincerely hope that it does work out. Who is this lucky guy?”

“His name is James. James is an MD, a cardiologist. We worked together before we broke up. He lives and practices in Orlando, Florida. He is holding a job open for me. The salary is more than double of what I am making here. I will be living with him and not have any living expenses to speak of. He is a great guy. He had never had gay sex with anyone before he met me. I think that that was a problem for him. He wanted to have the experience of having sex with other guys just to see what it was like. He says that he has found out that by having me he had had the best of all that was to be had. Now he is ready to settle down and be faithful to me for the rest of our lives.”

“Dale, I do wish you the best. I will always consider you as a friend. I hope that you will keep in touch with me.”

“Good Buddy, I have not given James my decision as yet. I told him that I had some unfinished business to take care of. I told him that you and I were building up to a couple more climaxes and as soon as I finished that that I would call him and give him my decision. He said that that was the same old Dale that he loved. When I started something that I saw it to the end. So my friend, let’s go out to diner and come back and I want you to fuck me and I want to suck your dick all night long. Then I will call James tomorrow and finalize our plans.”

Even though I thought Dale’s ideas were a little strange, I went along with it.

It has been over a year now, and Dale and I do frequently exchange emails. He is still with James and they seem to be getting along wonderfully. I occasionally jokingly ask Dale if he has recently slept with any of his patients. He wrote me back one time and told me that whenever he preps a male patient that gets a hard-on that he slaps it real hard until it goes down. If that didn’t work that he poured rubbing alcohol or a bucket of ice on it, which always worked.

If I ever have to go to the hospital again, I hope I have another male nurse like Dale. Could I be so lucky?

 

[kev]

Re: A Forest Ranger Is My Mentor

Really nice story!

 

[unoponcho]

Politics At Work---New Gay Boss

Politics At Work- The New Gay Boss

By Kevin----unoponcho


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Gator was twenty-four years old and had worked for the company for two years. He had gone to work for the company a week after he graduated from college. Within the two years he had received three big promotions. He was very intelligent, hard working, and ambitious and highly respected by is co-workers. Gator was the youngest person working in his department that involved thirty-five employees.

From early teens, Gator had accepted the fact he was gay, but he never made an issue of the fact. With his personality, no one ever thought about his sexuality. If he were asked if he was gay, he would admit it, but otherwise he never told anyone. The way he looked and acted there was no signs or indications of him being a homosexual. Other gay’s gaydar most of the time did not pick up on his preferred lifestyle.

Gator’s department had and was experiencing a big turmoil. The head of the department was fired for a number of different reasons. There were about a dozen or more of his co-workers that thought that they were qualified and should have been promoted to take the head of the department’s position. Gator was among those that thought they were qualified, but Gator was wise enough to know that because of his young age that his co-workers would never accept him being their boss.

The company was well aware of the number of employees who wanted and expected to get the position. They went outside the company and hired a young man that was two years older than Gator but still considerably younger than most of Gator’s co-workers. The young man’s name was Ronnie. As soon as the word got out that Ronnie had been hired and before he ever showed up for work, the employees were voicing their opinions and threatening to not cooperate with their new boss. Gator was feeling sorry for the man before he ever met him. It seemed like Ronnie was not even going to be given a chance to prove that he could do the job.

The vice-president of the company scheduled a meeting of all the department employees to meet at 8:30AM on a Monday for him to introduce Ronnie.

The vice-president made a very brief introduction and made a statement to the effect that Ronnie had his and the President’s backing, and that Ronnie was expected and was going to make a lot of changes. After the vice-president had made the introduction and his statement, he told the group that he had to leave but that Ronnie was in charge and had some things to say.

Ronnie stood up and waited for the vice-president to leave. He removed his coat, loosened up his tie, rolled up his shirtsleeves, and said, “People I am here to go to work. Now I understand that there are many of you that feel like you should be up here instead of me. I am well aware that in order for me to do a good job that I am going to need your cooperation and respect. I hope that you will give me the chance to prove that I can do what I have been hired to do. There are going to be many changes and I hope that you are willing to accept these changes. There is coffee, cold drinks, and donuts in the back. We are going to take a fifteen-minute recess. I would like to meet each of you during the recess. After the recess, I have a few more things to say before we go back to our offices.”

During the recess, Gator and a couple of others were the only ones that made any attempt to meet and welcome Ronnie. Gator realizing the awkward situation that Ronnie was in and tried to carry on a conversation with Ronnie to make him less conscious of the fact that he was being ostracized

Gator found Ronnie most attractive but did not dwell on his feeling. He did not know Ronnie well enough to know if he were straight or gay. Even if Ronnie happened to be gay, he did not think it would be wise to have a sexual relationship with anyone from the firm.

After fifteen minutes had passed, Ronnie returned to the speakers stand and asked everyone to return to his or her seats. The room was completely silent. Ronnie stood in front of them and took enough time to look each employee in the eye not saying a thing.

After he had gone around the room, he softly said, “Well, I do appreciate the warm welcome that you all have given me. It would appear that I am not wanted here.”

Gator stood up and asked Ronnie if he could say some thing. Ronnie told him to go ahead.

“People! You all are being absolute asses. You are crucifying Ronnie without giving him a chance. Ronnie you have my support and cooperation, and I for one do welcome you.”

“Thank you Gator. From all complementary things that I have heard about you, I would expect this from you. Now let me make this clear to everyone before I announce my first change. What Gator just said has nothing to do with what I am about to announce. I had already made my decision prior to ever coming here today. Gator is not aware of what I am about to announce. Effect as of today, Gator will become my assistant. In his new position he can fire any of you with just cause and I will support him in his decision.”

From the back of the room an employee yelled out, “Do you know that you just promoted a queer as your assistant?”

Ronnie said, “Sir would you stand up and give me your name?”

“My name is Robert Davis”

“Robert! You’re outing Gator to me and everyone here was uncalled for. I was unaware that Gator was gay. I don’t hold it against you that you are straight and I don’t think that you should hold it against Gator and I that we are both gay. You were able to find the door to come to this meeting. Now find that same door and go to your office and pack up your things. I never want to see your homophobic face again.”

As Robert was leaving he yelled out, “You are going to hear from my attorney about this.”

Ronnie replied, “I hope so. You will spend a lot of your time and a lot of money on attorney fees and it will not get you anywhere. Now if anyone else feels like Robert does, I suggest that you leave now.”

Ronnie reached down on the floor and picked up his brief case and put it on the speakers stand. He opened it up and took out two different stacks of papers and set the brief case back down on the floor.

“Now people! I have visited our personnel department. This is a stack of applications from people who are qualified for your position. This stack is people who formerly work with at my previous position and would like to come here and work for me. I am not telling you this as an idle threat. I am just being honest with you. I am now your new boss whether you like it or not. You are not going to run me off. I am here to stay. You may be the ones leaving. We can work together or I will find some one to replace you that is willing to work with me. For those of you who wish to advance and get promotions, you are going to have to get my recommendation first. If any of you would like to speak to me, I will be in my office. Gator, if you would come with me, I will show you your new office and we will spend some time together and I will tell you about your new job. That’s all folks. You may go back to your offices and go to work, but I will warn all of you that if I hear about any of you being disrespectful towards Gator or me, you will be packing up your things in your office and leaving this company.”

As everyone was leaving, they were mumbling and whispering to each other. Ronnie had taken charge and had left little doubt in every ones minds as to where he stood and what he expected. Ronnie had gotten everyone’s attention. Even those that aspired for the position now knew that they would have had a lot of difficulty in stepping into the position without getting a lot of flack from other’s who thought that they were equally qualified. They could not help but have some jealous feelings and resentment towards Gator for being promoted. They were all impressed by Ronnie taking a firm and strong hand and showing unusual leadership abilities. This alone caused many to start respecting Ronnie.

The remainder of the day the tension in the department was so thick that you could cut it with a knife. Several of the employees did drop by Ronnie’s office and apologized and welcome him as their new boss. Several also congratulated Gator on his new promotion.
Gator had only had a few minutes with Ronnie and had told him how he had admired him for taking a firm stand and putting everything out on the table so everyone one knew what to expect from him. He also told Ronnie how much he respected him for being out spoken about him being gay. By Tuesday afternoon almost all the employees had been in to see Ronnie and had express their willingness to work with him. Gator had spent most of Monday moving into his new office and getting to know the secretary. By Tuesday afternoon, he began to get bored and wanted some thing to do. He was anxious to meet with Ronnie and find out what was expected of him.

It was not until Wednesday before Ronnie had time to spend with Gator and talk about the future plans for the department and how Gator could work and help Ronnie accomplish his goals. That afternoon Ronnie asked Gator if he did not have plans that he would like Gator to go to diner with him.

Gator was invited to meet Ronnie at his house to have a couple of drinks before going out to diner. Gator rather expected that Ronnie wanted to talk business while they were having drinks and diner. But as it turned out, Ronnie told Gator that he did not want to talk about anything concerning their work but want to have a chance to get to know each other. Ronnie did not mince any words about keeping their social life completely separate from their business life. They had drinks beside the swimming pool, went out to eat, returned to Ronnie’s house and set by the pool while drinking cocktails and talking. By the time, Gator went home, he felt like he had made a friend and was secretly hoping that it would develop into more intimate relationship. He even had the feeling that Ronnie might be feeling the same way. Ronnie did invite Gator to return Friday night for cocktails, dinner and to go skinny-dipping in the pool. During their conversation they had established that neither one of them were dating or involve with anyone seriously.

Most of Thursday and Friday, Ronnie and Gator were together talking about different projects that the department was doing and what they had done. Gator was pleasantly surprise to learn that Ronnie wanted and listen to his input and ideas. It was very apparent that they could work together as a team. Ronnie turned over several projects for Gator to work on before they got together the coming Monday afternoon. One of the things that Ronnie wanted Gator to do was to evaluate each of the employees in the department and to make any comments about them that would be helpful for Ronnie to know them better. He assured Gator that the information would be confidential.

Friday afternoon Gator was leaving the office to go home and get ready to go to Ronnie house for their date. Ronnie came out of his office and walked to the parking lot with Gator. He asked Gator if he had any plans for tomorrow. Gator told him that he had no plans. Ronnie told him to come prepared to spend the night with him and that tomorrow that they would drive out into the country to a friend of his and borrow a couple of horses and go horse back riding. He asked Gator if he had ever ridden a horse and Gator told him that he love to ride horses and that he was looking forward towards spending the night and Saturday with him.

At this point, Gator was not sure as to what Ronnie’s intentions were in asking him to spend the night. Gator wanted to have sex with him, but was not for sure if it were a good idea to have sex with his boss or co-workers. In the past he had always kept his sex and personal life and his work completely separate. By the way that Ronnie some times looked at him and from some of the things he had said, he believed that Ronnie was interested and was attracted to him. While he was shaving, showering, and getting dressed to go to Ronnie’s home, he kept getting erections from fantasying what could take place. He had made up his mind that if Ronnie approached him that he would not refuse, but he was not going to make the first move.

He rummage though his closet and chests of drawers and found a swimsuit, western shirt, tight fitting levy’s, an old straw cowboy hat and well worn cowboy boots that he had not had on since his college days. He packed them along with his toilet kit into a small canvas bag, and headed towards Ronnie’s house.

Per Ronnie’s instructions, Gator dressed casually for diner. When Gator arrived at Ronnie’s, Ronnie answered the door with nothing on but a towel around his waist. He had just gotten out of the shower.

Gator smiles at him and said, “You told me to dress casually, but I did not know that I was supposed to dress that casual. Man you look great.”

Ronnie began blushing and said, “You don’t look bad yourself.”

He apologized to Gator and told him that he was running late and for him to help himself to a beer in the kitchen and make himself at home while he got dressed. Gator was so impressed by Ronnie’s near naked body that he got a hard-on.

Ronnie was around six foot two, wide shoulders, narrow waist and hips, long nicely developed legs and a light coat of hair on his chest, stomach, legs and arms. He was four or five inches taller than Gator. Gator had a nicely proportion body with very little hair.

Fortunately, Ronnie had rushed off into his bedroom to get dressed and did not see Gator who kept having to adjust his stiff cock in his pants. Gator took his beer and went out by the swimming pool and walked around until he lost his erection.

It was not long before Ronnie came out to the pool. He had a beer and sat down near Gator.

“I’m sorry that I was late. I talked to Mark and he is expecting us tomorrow. He cannot get away to go horseback riding, but said that he would have horses ready for us to ride and that he would have grilled steak diner ready for us for supper tomorrow evening. This has been a trying week for both of us. I suggest that when we finish our beer that we go for diner and come back here and just relax. Then we can drink all we want to and not worry about driving under the influence of alcohol. How does that sound to you?”

“That sounds great to me. I am going to give you fair warning. When I have too much to drink, I have a tendency to get wild and loose all inhibitions”.

Ronnie smiled and replied, “I am pretty much the same way. This may turn out to be a very wild night. God only knows, I’m primed up for it. It has been some time since I have had a chance to live it up, if you know what I mean?”

“I’m not real sure if I know what you mean, but let’s go eat and then you can show me.”

After they returned from diner, Ronnie said, “I think that the bar is fairly well stocked, if you want to fix yourself a drink, help yourself. I am going to have beer.”

“Beer is what I want.”

“Good! I will pack some beer in the ice chest and get some snacks and take them out by the pool. Let’s get out of these clothes and get comfortable and go for a swim.”

“Okay! I’ll go put on my swimsuit and come back and help you.”

“Gator! As long as I have lived here, no one has ever has gone swimming in a swimsuit. Go into my bathroom and help yourself to a towel.”

When Gator return with a towel around his waist, Ronnie looked him up and down and said, “This is going to be one hell of a night. Just how many beers do you have to drink before you get wild?”

“It all depends who I am with. With you, a couple of swallows should do it.”

Ronnie smiled and slapped him on the shoulders and told him to bring the ice chest out to the pool. He took a tray of crackers and cheese and some mixed nuts and followed Gator.
Gator started to set the ice chest on a picnic table and Ronnie told him to set it on the edge of the pool. He suggested that since it was warm that they would be cooler if they got into the pool. Ronnie told Gator to go ahead and get in the pool while he went back inside and got undressed.

When Ronnie returned, he was nude and was carrying a towel under his arm. He walked around in front of Gator, who was standing in the pool, and put his towel down. Gator got a good view of Ronnie’s naked body. Ronnie was not the least bit modest and seemed to enjoy the attention that Gator was giving him. He picked up a small blowup raft and tossed it into the water and dove in. He surfaced in back of Gator and put his arms around his waist and took a hold of Gator’s now firm erection. He strokes it several times and told Gator to get him a beer. While Gator was reaching for a beer, Ronnie kept on stroking his cock with one hand and rubbing his buttocks with the other hand. After Gator got the beer, he turned around and handed it to Ronnie. While Ronnie was taking a couple of swallows, Gator began stroking Ronnie’s big rod. Ronnie moved around so he could set his beer on the edge of the swimming pool and turned Gator around so his back was to him again. He put his cock between Gator butt and legs and reached around and stroked Gator’s cock some more and kissing the back side of his neck. After a minute or two, Gator turned around facing Ronnie and they start kissing each other while caressing each other’s erections. Then they alternated going under water and sucking each other.

For some length of time they gave each other pleasure in this manner. Ronnie grabbed a hold of the floating raft and lifted Gator onto it. Gator lay down on his back with his legs hanging off the end. Ronnie got in between his legs and went down on him. By this time they both were so aroused that the only thing that they had on their minds was to bring each other to a climax. With Ronnie standing in the water while bobbing his head up and down on Gator’s cock, Gator was able to wrap his legs around Ronnie and move his ass up and down also causing the raft to go up and down in the water. His movements coincided with Ronnie’s bobbing head. Gator was thrashing his body around on the raft and enjoying the delightful sensation that Ronnie was causing him. He had no desire or intention to delay his climax. All he wanted was to experience the thrills of ejaculation and then turn his attention on giving the same to Ronnie. Before either of them realized it Gator had reached the peak and was shooting off his load that he had built up for over a week.

After he had shot off, he wasted no time in exchanging places with Ronnie. He was prepared and hoping that it would take Ronnie more time than it did him to shoot off. But that was wishful thinking. Ronnie was so hot and ready that within a few minutes he was shooting off. Gator climbed up on the raft and lay down on top of him. They kissed each other and floated around in the water for thirty minutes or more without saying anything and barely moving.

“Gator! Let me up. I want a beer.”

“You can’t have one. Just lay still.”

“Get off of me. I want a beer.”

“I told you that you couldn’t have one.”

“FUCK YOU!”

“WHEN? WHERE?”

Gator roll off top of him causing the raft to turn over dumping both of them into the water. When they surfaced both were hysterically laughing. They put their arms around each other shoulders and waded to the edge of the pool to get their beers that were now warm.

They decided to get out of the pool and move the ice chest closer to the lounge chairs. Ronnie got cold beer and laid down on one of the chairs. Gator got his beer and instead of setting down on another chair, he decided to set in the same chair with Ronnie just so he could aggravate him. Gator was somewhat disappointed and surprised when Ronnie welcomed him to set on his lap and be close to him. They both relaxed and as they drank they talked to each other.

They talked about their high school and college days and their previous sexual experiences. Ronnie told Gator about his previous job. They talked about everything but avoided talking about their present jobs.

While they were talking Ronnie subconsciously was fondling Gator flaccid penis. Ronnie knew that Gator probably could not get an erection this soon after having had sex but he just enjoyed holding and playing with it. It did not bother Gator. He knew that Ronnie did not expect him to obtain an erection and it did feel good to have him fondle him.

After they finished their beers, Gator got up and moved the chest within reach from the lounge chair. He got both of them another beer. Before he sat back down, he took Ronnie’s soft dick into his mouth and played with it with his tongue for several minutes. Again he was not trying or expecting to get it hard, but was just teasing and fondling it. He kissed Ronnie several times and Ronnie returned his kisses before he sat down on Ronnie’s lap. Ronnie started fondling him again and Gator raised his leg giving Ronnie access to his butt and asshole to rub and tease.

For close to two hours they talked, drank and teased each other. By this time they were feeling the alcohol and were giggling and caring on with each other. Both got a boner going and they caressed and played with each other’s erections while they kissed each other for some time. Neither of them was in a rush to get heavily involve in a sexual act. They were just building up to the appropriate time that they could not hold off any longer.

“Gator. I want to fuck you. Do I have to rape you or are you going to let me fuck you?”

“Rape me! Oh please rape me. I want to be raped. What position do you want me to get in?”

“Get off of me and let’s go to the bedroom. I want to fuck you but I want to shoot off in your mouth. I also want you to shoot off into my mouth again. I love sucking on your cock and the taste of your cum. Now get off and don’t turn the fucking lounge chair over.”

They got up and threw the towels over their shoulders. Ronnie picked up the tray of crackers and cheese. He put a piece of cheese in Gator’s mouth and a piece in his own mouth and picked up the mixed nuts and took them inside as they headed to the bedroom. Ronnie stopped off long enough to put the cheese back inside the frig. He told Gator that he would clean up the other things in the morning.

When they got into the bedroom, Ronnie got a condom and lube. He did fuck Gator’s ass for a good length of time. Then they got into position so that they could suck each other off at the same time. After they both had an orgasm, without changing positions they passed out soon afterwards.

Saturday morning early, Ronnie had gotten up shave, showered, dressed, cleaned up the mess from the night before, and had cooked breakfast. He went in and tried to wake up Gator. Gator did not want to get out of bed.

Ronnie said, “You either get up or I will have to rape you again.”

Gator jumped out of bed yelling, “No! Don’t rape me. I’ll do anything you want but please don’t rape me. Would you settle for just fucking me?”

“Get your ass to the breakfast table and eat while the food is still warm. After you have ridden a horse for several hours. Then we will see if you want your ass fucked.”

After breakfast Gator put on his western clothes, Ronnie was very impressed by the way Gator looked. Ronnie had levies but that was as close as he had to wear that was western. The fact that what Gator was wearing was well worn even impressed Ronnie more.

Ronnie’s friends place was rather a surprise to Gator. It was only about a forty-minute drive from the city. It was not at all what Gator expected. There were a number of buildings in addition to Mark’s home and barn. There were two large bunkhouses that slept twenty-five people in each one. A large dinning/meeting room, , swimming pool, a large structure that was open on all four sides with a small stage, picnic tables, bar-b-q grill, and a lot of walking trails and small ponds within view. The large barn housed among other things four or five-dozen saddles and tackle. A large coral and a pasture with a large herd of horses. Mark told Gator that he rented the place out for conferences, seminars, parties, church groups, family reunions etc. Nothing was said but Gator had the distinct impression that Ronnie had an ulterior motive in bring him on this excursion. Ronnie had some thing in mind and he wanted Gator to see this place. He made too much of an effort to make sure that Gator saw all of the facilities that were available.

Mark had two horses saddled and waiting for Ronnie and Gator. He had put a saddlebag on one of the horses with sandwiches, snacks, and cold drinks for their lunch. He recommended a trail for them to take and told them that four or five miles they would find a small lake. He apologized for not being able to go with them, but told them that he and his wife would have supper ready when they got back. Mark asked Gator if he knew how to ride a horse. Gator told him that he had ridden horse for several years. Mark told him that Ronnie was a greenhorn and was not a good rider and he would have to watch after him.

About that time Ronnie started to mount his horse. Mark yelled at him and told him that he was getting on the wrong side of the horse.

Just as they started ridding off, Mark said, “Ronnie! When you all get to the lake and if you all decided to go skinny-dipping, watch out for the snapping turtles. Those turtles do not know the difference in your ding-a-ling from a worm. If they get a hold of it, they want let go….I’m just kidding you guys. Have a good time.”

While they were ridding, Ronnie told Gator about Mark being his fuck buddy while they were seniors in college. Mark swung both ways. Mark married soon after he graduated and has refrain from having gay sex since then, but they are still best friends. His wife knows about their former relationship, but it does not bother her and she thinks a lot of Ronnie. Ronnie’s only experience ridding a horse was a couple of times he had gone ridding with Mark.

When they reached the lake, they did go skinny-dipping and played around very much like they had done the night before in the swimming pool but they did not have the raft and decided that they preferred the swimming pool rather than the lake. Ronnie was a little nervous about the turtles even though Mark told him that he was kidding.

After they got out of the water, Ronnie decided that he wanted to ride the horse while nude. Both he and Gator rode around for a short time, but Ronnie was afraid the he would get blisters on the inter thighs of his legs that were rubbing against the leather saddle. They both got arouse looking at each other naked on their horses. Ronnie kept teasing Gator because he would not take off his straw cowboy hat.

Even though the day spent horseback ridding and diner with Mark and his wife was not particularly eventful, it served one purpose. Ronnie and Gator’s friendship was bonded and they had mutual respect and admiration for each other.

The sun had gone down and it was dark when they got back to Ronnie’s house. Gator was going to get his things and go home.

“Gator. I would invite you to spend another night with me, but I have some work that I need to do. Tomorrow, I plan on spending most of the day at the office. I want to organize a few things and I will go over everything with you Monday and get your input. Before you go, would you take a swim and have a couple of beers with me? I promise you that I will not rape you.”

“I don’t know. You know that I am a virgin…..I’ll race you to the swimming pool.”

Gator quickly took off his clothes and took out of the door to the swimming pool. When Ronnie got there, he burst out laughing. Gator was standing in the pool and had forgotten to take off his cowboy hat. Gator took his hat off and threw it off to the side of the pool. Ronnie had brought out two towels and a beer for each of them. He dove into the pool and came up in front of Gator and they embraced each other and stroke each other until both obtained an erection.

They were enthusiastically making love to each other. Suddenly, Gator yelled, “Look out! Turtle!” Without thinking, Ronnie started climbing out of the swimming pool before he realized that Gator was kidding him. This temporarily stopped their sexual activity. Ronnie set down on the edge of the pool, dangling his legs in the water, and started drinking his beer. Gator waded over in front of him and went down on his still stiff cock. Ronnie leaned back and continued drinking beer while Gator gave him head. After some time, Ronnie was getting close to climaxing and asked Gator if he still wanted him to fuck him? Gator backed off and swam a few feet to the raft and climb up on it making his ass available. Ronnie slid into the water and waded towards the raft.

Gator said, “My ass is sore from ridding that damn horse. Would you kiss it and make it well?”

Ronnie leaned over and kiss both of Gators butt cheeks.

Gator screamed out, “My boss kissed my ass. Can you believe it? My boss screwed me over and kissed my ass. Just wait until I get to the office and tell everyone.”

Ronnie grab a hold of the raft and turned it over. Gator was laughing as he went under the water. When he came up he was choking and laughing at the same time.

Ronnie climb up on the raft and lay down on his back and Gator went down on him again and after a considerable amount of time brought Ronnie to a climax.

They switched places and Ronnie gave Gator a blowjob.

After Gator had gone into the house and gathered up his belongings and was about to leave, Ronnie put his arm around Gator shoulders and led him into the den and had him set down next to him.

“Gator. Before you leave, I want to talk to you seriously about several things. I have enjoyed our time together these past several hours. I did enjoy having sex with you, but more importantly we got to know each other better. I want to thank you for the support, respect and loyalty that you have given me this past week. I do not know what I would have done without you. Now, I asked that we not discuss business, but I want to mention a couple things for you to think about before Monday. I am planning on having another staff meeting Tuesday morning. I will go over the agenda with you Monday afternoon. There are a lot of things that I want to talk to you about Monday afternoon so plan on spending the afternoon with me. After you give me the evaluations on each of the employees, I want to set down with you and divide the staff up into seven five-man teams. My idea is for each of these seven teams to work together as a team. I want to get away from individuals working on a project by themselves, but do so as a member of a team with input from all members of the team. You and I will assign a leader of each team and they will report back to us. If we decide to follow through on this idea, there may be all hell to break loose. Especially when I tell them that many of them will have to exchange offices so the members of each team are next to each other. I am also thinking about having a couple of seminars that will be conducted by professionals from outside the company. Mark’s place might be a location for us to consider having these seminars. One final question before I run you ass out of here before I decide to rape you. Monday is going to be a rough day. We are going to be up tight and tense before the day is over. We need to be relaxed before the staff meeting on Tuesday morning. Would you be interest in having diner with me and spending Monday night with me?”

“Boss! Since you have kissed my ass, I am willing at anytime to do anything that you want me to do. Now, if you will bare your ass I will kiss it good night.”

 

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Good Deeds Paid Off Ten-Fold

Good Deeds Paid Off Ten-Fold

By Kevin---unoponcho

One of my high school classmate’s father own several rental houses in a lower class neighborhood. After I graduated and got my first job, I was most anxious to move out of my parent’s home and be on my own. I was not making very much money and could not afford to rent a decent apartment. I remembered my classmate telling me about his father’s rental property. I contacted him and learned that he had a small one-bedroom house that was vacant and was having a difficult time keeping renters because of the neighborhood and the house being so small and in need or repair. He offered to rent it to me at a very nominal sum with the agreement that I would do some minor repairs and properly maintain the property.

I had lived in the house for a little more than two years. As soon as I moved in, I began fixing it up and making repairs. My landlord periodically would come by to pick up the rent and check out what I had done to improve the property. I was a pretty good handyman and like doing things around the house. My landlord was very impressed with my work and began offering to wave my rent and furnish materials to make repairs that needed to be done. Within the two years, I had painted both the inside and out side of the house, put on a new roof along with numerous other repairs and had improved the appearance of the lawn and flowerbeds. The house now stood out like a sore thumb in the neighborhood.

By this time I could well afford to move into a nicer neighborhood, but for several reasons I chose not to move. The primary reason was because of my next-door neighbor.

The day after I moved in, Ruth, who I call Grams, came over and introduced herself to me and welcomed me as a neighbor. She brought me a lemon pie that she had made. Grams was in her late sixty’s and had been a widow for some time. We hit it off right away. She was and is a very intelligent, educated, sophisticated lady. She was and is a very proud and independent person. When I first moved in she was able to take care of her own yard, drive and do her grocery shopping, take care of her housekeeping chores, and she loved to cook. About a year and a half after I moved next door to her, she became ill. Her health began to decline. I started to take care of her lawn, pick up her groceries and medications, and help her as much as I could.

Our backyard patios were just a few feet from each other. Shortly after I moved in I began a routine. After I got off work and did what I could around the house before it got dark, I would eat and then go out on my patio to drink a cold drink and relax. Grams began to come outside with her cup of coffee and joined me. Often times she would bring me some pie, cake, cookies or something that she had cooked. We would talk for several hours. At first she would not talk about herself or her past. After we had established a friendship and felt secure, we began to reveal more and more about ourselves. Grams told me that when her husband was alive that he was an executive in a firm. They lived in an upper class neighborhood, and they travel abroad several times. After he died that she spent so much money trying to help her daughter and family stay out of trouble that she lost her home and had to move into her present house. I learned that she was having a very difficult time surviving on her social security income.

I had never known anyone that I felt comfortable with that I could talk about my homosexuality. I had never had had sex with a man. I was very reluctant to admit my being gay to her, but when I did she just smiled and said, “Honey, I’ve known that all along. I know it is difficult to talk to me about it, but I know someone that I want you to meet. I have wanted you young men to meet for some time. He would be a person that you should talk to.”

Grams told me a very long and disturbing story about her only child that was her daughter. The short version of the story was that her daughter married a man that was less than desirable person. They had a son named Adam, who was Grams grandson. Her daughter and son-in-law got into dealing with drugs and both were sentenced to prison. Grams adopted her grandson, Adam, when he was fourteen years old. When Grams daughter found out that Adam was gay, she would no longer have anything to do with Grams or her son. The last time Grams ever heard anything about her daughter and son-in-law, they were back in prison and had thirty-year sentences to serve. Grams had managed to put Adam through high school and he was now a senior in college. He was studying to be an architect. She had spent most of her savings and had taken out loans to get him this far through his education. Her grandson had promised to pay her back. She believed that he would, but if he didn’t, she would loose her house and did not know what she would do.

About six weeks before Adam was to graduate, he came home for a weekend to visit his Grandmother. Grams health had deteriorated to the point that she could no longer drive her old car. She gave Adam her car to take back to school with him. He hardly ever came home because of the expense and trying to save money. He had always written to Grams on a regular basis. His infrequent visits had nothing to do with him not loving and caring about his grandmother but he simply could not afford to spend the money to do so.

Adam had already accepted an excellent job with a local architectural firm. He planned on living with his grandmother until he got on his feet and paid off his grandmother’s and his loans.

I had never had the chance to meet Adam but Grams had shown me photographs of him and she had sent photographs of me to Adam. She had talked about him so much that I thought that I knew him.

Knowing that Grams wanted to go to Adam’s graduation, I decided that I would take her. I went shopping and bought her shoes, dress, purse and a complete outfit for her to wear. I waited until the night before the graduation to give her the new clothes and tell her that I would pick her up the following morning and we would drive the hundred plus miles for the graduation ceremony.
I have never seen anyone happier than she was. When we got to the auditorium where the graduation exercises were to take place, I found a seat for Grams to set down and went to look for Adam. When I found him, he had on his graduation robe and cap on. He looked great. I introduced myself. He recognized me from the photographs that Grams had sent to him. I told him that there was someone there that wanted to see him. He followed me not knowing who would be there that would want to see him. With his grandmother being ill and lack of money, it never occurred to him that she would be able to come.

When they saw each other, both of them were crying and hugging each other and for some time could not say anything. After they got control of their emotions, both of them hugged my neck and Adams thanked me for bringing Grams. Adam told me that he felt like he knew me from everything Grams had written to him.

After the ceremonies were over, I took a lot of photographs of the two of them together with Adam in his graduation cap and robe. I took them out to diner. Adam had already packed his car. Grams rode with him and they followed me home. It was late when we got home and Grams was exhausted. Adams and I got her to bed and then I helped him unload his car and moved his things into his bedroom. I was going to leave and go to my house. Adam put his arms around me and hugged me real tight and held me for a long time. He held onto me and back off a little ways and looked directly into my eyes for a minute or so.

He said, “I know how much you have done for my grandmother. I will never be able to repay you. What you did today….we will never forget. I am looking forward towards getting to know you. I am sure we are going to be the best of friends.”

He hugged me tight again and kissed me on each cheek and on my forehead. I knew right then that I was falling in love and believed that I had at last met my sole mate. It seemed so right when we were holding each other. I had never had such a warm loving feeling before in my life.

The next day when I got home from work, Adam knock on my door before I even had time to change clothes. He invited me to come to their house for diner. I took a shower and put on some fresh clothes and went to their house. They had prepared a delicious meal and the table was set beautifully with candles and wine. They had gone all out and told me that I was their very special guest. After we had finished eating, I helped Adam clear the table and clean up the kitchen. We set back down at the table with Grams and talked a short time.

Grams said, “If you would excuse this old lady, I am going to retire for the day. I want my two boys to get to know each other. Nothing would please me anymore than you two becoming friends. I’m just a romantic at heart.”

She got up and kisses both of us on our cheeks and went to her room and closed her door. Adam told me to get my glass of wine and suggested that we go out back to the patio so we could relax and talk. I followed Adam who had his glass of wine. We sat down in lounge chairs next to each other. Adam talked a while about his new job that he was going to start the next day and how much he was looking forward to working and earning some big money.

He made a comment about how warm it was and took off his shirt, shoes and socks. I did the same because it was warmer and more humid than usual and there was no need for us to be uncomfortable. I know that I looked at Adam’s nude chest much longer than I should, but I observed that he was also looking me over. We were sexually attracted to each other and each of us knew it.

“Hank, Grandmother wrote me sometime ago and told me that you thought you were gay and needed someone to talk to. Why do you think that you may be gay?”

“I don’t think I am gay. I know it. I want to have sex with a man. I never have been interested in women.”

“You have never had sex with a man?”

“No. I have never had the nerve to approach a man, and I avoid situations where they might approach me. The idea scares me shitless.”

“Have you ever fantasized about having sex with someone?”

I lowered my head in embarrassment and said, “Yeah! A lot of times. Most of those times where when I looked at a photograph that Grams gave me of you.”

“You’re kidding me. I’ve done the same thing with the photographs that Grandmother sent me of you. There is no telling how many times I have jacked off while looking at your photographs.”

“I can’t believe that. You jacked off looking at a photo of me. God man you must have been hard up for someone to look at.”

Adam put his wine glass down and stood up. He took a hold of my hand and pulled me up out of the chair. He put his arm around my neck and kissed me. I was so shocked. I just received my first kiss from a man. I was not so shocked that prevented me from kissing him back. The more we kissed the harder my dick got and I could feel his dick tented in his pants rubbing against mine. Without breaking our embrace, Adams reached down and stroked my hard dick through the fabric of my pants and underwear. I then started doing the same to him. I was actually holding another man’s erection for the first time. I wanted to touch, stroke and see it in the flesh. I unzipped his pants and released it so my hand was holding the real thing. I could not see it because we were still kissing and hugging each other, but I knew that it was as least as large as mind if not larger. Adams had also released mine from it confines of my pants and under shorts. Just the thought of him holding and stroking my hard-on was causing me to about shoot off.

Adams kept a hold of my dick and backed off and looked down at it. I looked down at his at the same time.

“Damn Hank! You have got a real beauty. What would you say to going to your bedroom and letting me suck you off?”

“I would say that I am dreaming. Let’s go before I wake up.”

We picked up our clothes and practically ran to my house and my bedroom. By the time we got there both of us were naked. To my surprise I was not the least bit embarrassed being nude with an erection in front of Adam. By the way he was looking and acting, I knew that he approved and admired what he was seeing. I certainly like what I was looking at. Adam was simply the most beautiful male that I could have ever imagine being with. He was not one of those males that I had seen in the magazines with all the muscles and quote—perfect—unquote bodies, but to me he was equally as attractive and sexy.

Adam put his arms around my neck and kissed me again and hugged me close. He leaned back and winked at me and said, “I want you to know that I did not purposely plan on this happening. You just said you wanted to talk. However, since we have gone this far, I am going to show you what it is like to have gay sex, and then we can talk.”

Adam bent down on his knees and took the tip of my hard dick into his warm mouth. I yelled out without thinking, “Ohhhh Fuuccckk!” The more of my dick that he got into his mouth the deeper breaths I took. When he got all of it in his mouth, I held my breath until I all most passed out. I could not imagine anything more enjoyable than what Adam was doing to me. When he started going back and forth sucking on my stiff erection made me feel like I was coming unglued. My head was spinning, I could not breath normally and my legs were weak and wobbly. I put my hands on his head not knowing particularly why, but it was more like telling him that he was making me feel so good.

The thought kept going across my mind wondering if I could suck his dick and make him feel even half as good as he was making me feel. He gave me head for several minutes and stopped just in time. I was just about to shoot off. He stood up and kissed me.

I back up a little ways from him and fulfilled a fantasy that I had wanted to do since I first saw his photograph. I started running my fingers across his face exploring every inch including his lips. Before I had finished I had run my fingers over his entire body. It was such an erotic moment for me to be able to explore his body in such a manner.

Then I got on my knees and first looked, touched, and stroke his hard beautiful dick and balls before I got up nerve enough to take it into my mouth. I wanted to please him in the worst way, but was afraid that with my inexperience that I would fail. I looked up and saw him looking down at me. His look gave me all the reinsurance that I needed. It did not take me but a few moments before I was relaxed and confident that I could suck his dick and take all of it into my mouth and throat. It made me feel so good to know that I was giving him pleasure. He was reassuring me by his body language as well as his moaning and verbal language. I was really getting with it and was enjoying sucking his big monster. He suddenly backed away from me. I had not given him head near as long as he had given me. I was not ready to stop and wanted to continue.

He helped me to my feet and led me to the bed. He had me to lie down on my back and got up on the bed beside me. He was on his knees and bent over and started giving me head again. My dick had never felt more aroused and as hard before. I felt like I was going to cum at any minute and he would stop and either move up and kiss my lips, or my nipples or lick and suck my nuts before returning to suck my dick again.

What he was doing to me was unbelievable and he recognizes the fact that I was in a state of ecstasy and excitement that I had never experienced before. I warned him that I was about to shoot off. I did not know if he was going to let me shoot off in his mouth or not. He let out a slight groan, took a hold of my nuts with one hand and a hand full of my buttock with the other and speeded up his sucking motions and deep throating me. I began to shoot off a huge load. I let go several spurts of cum and thought that that was it, and then another volley would erupt. I was not a bit bashful and expressed my pleasure and enjoyment loud and clear. Adam was loudly moaning letting me know that he was also equally enjoying my pleasure.

Now it was my turn to get Adam’s rocks off, and I eagerly wanted to do it. I was going to get into the same position that Adam had been in, but Adam wanted me to sit astride him so he could continue to suck on my dick while I sucked him off. I told him that my dick was still hard, but that it probably would not stay hard for very long. He told me not to worry about it that he wanted my dick in his mouth whether if was hard or soft while I sucked him off. Enthusiastically, I went down on him and started concentrating on giving him as much pleasure and attention as he had given me. For some time I gave him head and just the thought of having his hard-on in my mouth and the body odor of his crotch was sending me into heights of eroticism. Time did not matter and I was in my glory. It was not until Adam start shooting off his delectable cum that I became conscious that I was shooting off for the second time.

After we sucked each other until we got the last drop of cum from each other and our dicks were getting soft, I moved so I could lie down on top of Adam. I gave him a quick kiss on his cheek. I lay my head down on his chest and could hear his heart beating and his heavy breathing. For some reason I was not out of breath. For some time l lay on top of him and we did not say anything to each other. We were just enjoying being close.

We rolled over so Adam was on top of me. He kissed me and asked, “Did you enjoy receiving and giving your first blowjob?”

“I think I have died and gone to heaven. That was absolutely incredible!”

“Hank! I have to say this. I have never had sex with anyone else that compares to you. I honestly believe that we were made for each other.”

“I can say the same thing about you, but you are the only one that I have ever had sex with. I am not interested in having sex with anyone else. It just can’t get any better.”

“I think you are wrong. Hank! For a while each time we have sex together it is going to get better. I am going to find ways to please you more and you will find ways to please me.”

“Then what you are saying is that practice makes perfect. I don’t know about you, but I sure like the idea of practicing real often.”

“That sounds great to me. Now, I told you that we would talk about gay sex. Would you mind putting discussion off until later? Tomorrow is going to be a rough first day on the job and I need to go get my beauty sleep. How about practicing some more tomorrow night?”

“Adam, I sure am glad that we have finally met. Thank you for tonight.”

“Your welcome. It was my pleasure….. Believe me. You know what? I’m going to put on my briefs and slip out of the back door and go to my house. I don’t think anyone will see me. Do you?”

“No! No one will see you and if they do, so what. They might as well get use to it. I hope that happens a lot.”

For the next six months it did happen very frequently. Adam and I were inseparable when we were off work. We not only had sex together but we work around our houses and we played and ate together. We always made Grams feel that she was getting attention and not feeling left out. She was well aware of Adam’s and my having sex together, but never said anything. She was very happy for us. With Adam and me working together, we made many improvements on Grams house as well as my rental house. Grams house had not been as good of shape since she bought it fifteen some odd years ago.

For some unexplainable reason, I felt that Grams and Adam were keeping something from me. I could not put my finger on it and did not have enough evidence to ask.

One Friday night after diner, we were setting around the table talking. Adam got up and got behind me and kissed me on top of my head as he frequently did. Grams had long ago gotten use to us being affectionate with each other and she relish in knowing that we thought so much of each other. Adams put his hands on my shoulder and told me that he and Grams had a surprise for me. He left the room and went into his bedroom and brought back a roll of blue prints and rolled them out on the table in front of me. He kissed me on my cheek and said, “This is going to be Grandmother’s, you’re and my new home. I have paid off all Grams and my loans for my education. Grandmother wants to sell her house and use as a down payment on a new house for us to live in. With the salary that I am making and the big salary increase that I received today, I can well afford paying off the new house and purchasing a new car. She has asked me to find a suitable lot and draw up plans for a new house. I have found a beautiful ten acres of land just outside the city limits. The plans include a small suite of rooms for Grandmother, a swimming pool, and the main part of the house will be ours.

Now! For the big question. Would you be willing to commit to being my sole mate, lover, other half, partner or what ever you may want to call it. Hank I love you with all my heart….except that I do reserve some of my love for my Grandmother. Tears were streaming down my cheeks and I could not say anything. I got up and kissed and hugged Adam and then Grams. I thought that Grams was happy when she went to Adams graduation, but that was not near as happy as she was at this moment. She got in between Adams and I and put her arms around our waist and said, “I am so delighted and it does my heart good to see my boys together.”