Chapter Twenty-Five
As the weeks passed, the work on the building conversion reached completion and a bond of friendship grew between Ted and Flynn. The burly builder seemed more like an older brother than a father like figure to Flynn as they sat and joked over their coffee during breaks or those times when they ate their lunch. It was in the final week before Flynn was due to go back to University that the reconstruction was finally completed and he was helping to move furniture in. Flynn was helping Ted to assemble the base of the king sized bed for the master bedroom when as much as a joke as anything he said, ‘We should christen this, it looks so comfy.’
Ted, having finished with the building work, was looking clean in fresh clothes and presenting a quite different image from the one that Flynn had seen when he first came to work for Webster. The big man laughed and kicking off his shoes lay down on the mattress they had placed on the bed base. Flynn did likewise and lay down beside him.
‘Together, we’ve done a fine job,’ Ted said. ‘I made more progress with your help than I did with the help I had before you came, thanks Flynn. I would like to reward you in some way.’
‘You have paid me good wages and your thanks and appreciation is reward enough,’ Flynn replied.
‘I only wish my son was more like you,’ Ted said with a note of regret in his voice. ‘I spoiled him to make up for the loss of his mother but found it difficult to show him any real affection.’
‘Maybe that is why he pursued the guys who came to work for you, he was jealous of your relationship with them - he wanted your attention and love for himself.’
‘Maybe you’re right,’ Ted replied. They lay silently together for several minutes and Flynn then reached across and placed a hand on Ted’s arm. Ted turned to Flynn and looked down into his eyes, ‘I.. I... ‘ He stammered, not knowing what to say or how to react to the young man’s touch.
‘Don’t say anything,’ Flynn said. ‘Kiss me.’ He felt Ted’s lips brush his own, a very tender touch from such a big man.
‘Do you mind?’ Ted asked as he put a hand under Flynn’s t-shirt and brushed it over his body.
‘No... it’s fine,’ Ted replied, his voice hoarse with desire for this man.
Ted carefully removed Flynn’s t-shirt, then unfastened his belt and pulled down the zipper on his jeans. Flynn could feel Ted’s hot breath on his body as the big guy slowly undressed him.
‘You look good,’ Ted murmured as his eyes wandered appreciatively over Flynn’s prone body. Flynn’s penis was flaccid but already elongated as it lay temptingly across the apex of his right thigh. Ted lifted it and turned it in his hand admiring its colour and the generous size of the bell end.
‘May I suck it?’ Ted asked.
‘Sure,’ Flynn said his voice hardly more than a whisper as he was trembling with excitement brought on by the action he had been anticipating for weeks. He bucked as the warm wet mouth closed over the length of his cock. Ted swallowed the whole of Flynn’s dick without any sign of gagging, clearly practiced in the art of cock sucking.
‘You’ve done this before,’ Flynn gasped having found his voice. Ted released Flynn’s cock and looking up at him with a broad grin said, ‘Yes, signs of a misspent youth I guess but I have not had much practice for far too long,’ having said that he returned to the task of sucking Flynn off. He sucked on Flynn’s balls taking ach one in turn before running his tongue down to tease the tight butt hole that was almost lost in the indentation of the mattress.
‘Turn over,’ Ted said. Flynn did as he was told and Ted placed his hands under the young man’s hips drawing his butt up so that he could rim him with greater ease. Flynn heard a grunt as Ted tugged his own pants down and then felt slaps on his buttocks that could only be from Ted’s long hard cock as he whacked it on the round white cheeks that had been screened from the sun’s tanning by Flynn’s Speedos. Using spit for lube Ted brushed his hard cock up and down Flynn’s hairy crack, a spit slicked finger probed and eased open the tight hole preparing it for penetration by his thick, long veined banana-like rod.
Flynn felt as though his butt would split until it had settled to accommodate the hard tumescence Ted was moving gently into and out from his hole. Flynn’s butt and thighs were tickled by the generous covering of hair that Ted had on those parts of his body that made contact with each and every thrust.
Flynn’s face was being driven into the coarse fabric of the mattress as Ted worked him from behind and in an effort to find a more comfortable position he struggled onto his back with his hands clasped behind his knees so that his ass was positioned to accept Ted’s thrusts.
‘Yes Daddy, fuck my ass! Oh damn that feels so good!’ Flynn cried out as Ted’s cock rubbed against his G-spot now that he was in the new position. He could see the sweat running down through the wiry black hair that covered Ted’s enormous chest, through the treasure trail that ended in the thicket that surrounded the big man’s cock. The bed was shaking with the rapid thrusting that Ted continued to apply to Flynn’s tight-fitting hole. As the thrust grew more and more frantic Flynn could see Ted’s fact screwed in the ecstasy that was the portent of his ejaculation. Hot jets of cum filled Flynn’s ass and Ted slowed down and finally withdrew in a welter of hot wetness to collapse on the bed alongside Flynn.
As Ted lay gasping for breath, Flynn stepped down off the bed and tugged Ted’s sagging pants off altogether. Applying all his strength he dragged the big man to the end of the bed so that his butt was hanging over it.
He pushed up on the tow tree-trunk like legs and plunged his dick into the dark sweat-slicked mass surrounding his anus. His dick was lubed with copious amounts of pre-cum and it slipped into position with the minimum of effort. As Flynn found a satisfactory rhythm, Ted grunted and groaned with pleasure mindful of the joy he had experienced when it had been his turn to fuck the energetic youth who was reciprocating in kind.
Flynn, already taken to the edge by Ted’s fucking found that he could not last any longer and he withdrew his cock in time for his load to spurt all over Ted’s body, anointing his hairy abdomen and chest with shining white droplets of seed. Ted sat up and drawing Flynn to him sucked the last of the semen from his throbbing cock s his hands clasped Flynn’s rock firm butt cheeks.
As they lay side by side breathing heavily and sinking into post coital euphoria Flynn laughed saying, ‘It think we can say that this bed has been well and truly broken in if not actually christened.’
‘Too right,’ Ted agreed. ‘Let’s go and shower and then I will take you to dinner. You have earned it and I need to re-energise after what has been the best fuck I have had in years.’