Summer Landscaping Bonus

I watched Joe move to the hot tub, putting his glass down on the two steps leading into the tub as he pulled the cover off. I watched the muscles in his back move, the way his legs flexed as he pulled the cover back, and the perfect round form of his smooth naked ass in the darkness. He was outlined by the moonlight and nothing else and yet I could still make out every line, every feature, every freckle on his back as I stood at the door looking out at him. He had just fucked me hard while still dressed in most of his tuxedo, and I wanted him again already.

He turned to see if I was outside yet, that handsome bearded Italian face of his looking so sexy as he grinned at me. His cock was still semi-hard, which meant he was ready for round two as well, as he heaved a leg over the side of the tub and stepped into it, followed by the other. I could watch that naked man move all night long. His body was a sculpted piece of art. Lightly hairy in all the right places, perfectly smooth and contoured in all the rest. Big pecs and muscled shoulders that he perfected in the gym almost every day. Biceps that showed he was a powerful man. Legs that looked like they could snap you in half if you were ever in their grip. And yet as strong and burly as he was, he was also the softest, most loving man I had ever met. I smiled at him as I stepped outside, wanting to get my hands on him once again.

I padded naked across the deck to join him, stepping into the tub as he picked up his glass from the steps and offered to take mine as I stepped over. I handed him my glass and used my hands to get myself into the tub, letting the hot water warm my body in the cooling night air. I floated over to him and kissed him lightly as he handed me my glass back, with a little “clink” with his. He moved to “his spot” in the tub and sighed loudly as he submerged under the water to his neck and let the bubbling jets sooth his tired body. He leaned his head back against the corner of the tub and closed his eyes as I moved opposite him, our feet finding each other’s under the water.

I started at him, laying there, with that half grin on his face as we rubbed our feet together under the bubbles. He looked beautiful, his face perfectly angelic and content. How were we going to separate now for four months till I returned from school, only to have to do it again for another four months till May? This was going to be a very long year knowing that I was completely and totally in love with this giant man.

He opened his eyes and looked at me. He grinned widely at first, but then noticed the look on my face as if he could already instantly read my thoughts. He sat upright and moved towards my corner, finding my arm with his hand and pulled me to him. “Don’t think about it.” He whispered in my ear as I hugged him tightly. He kissed the base of my neck and I shuddered, my face on the side of his head holding back my emotions and trying to push them aside. “Forget about the world tonight. It’s just us.”

My legs were around him underwater, his one arm was around my waist while we held our wine glasses. His eyes were on mine suddenly, inches away, looking into me. “Okay?” he whispered again and kissed me lightly. I nodded, and he kissed me softly, lingering at my lips, until I felt his tongue sliding into me, opening me up for a deeper passionate kiss.

There was no denying it: I was in love.

I felt his cock under me growing, and I shut out my thoughts and did what he asked. I closed my eyes and forgot about the world. He stopped the kiss and pulled back to look at me, that goofy smile on his face lighting up his eyes. “You are so fucking sexy.” He whispered as his dick, now hard, poked underneath my ass. His grin grew wider. “See what you do to me?”

My eyes widened in a smile too. “Looks like my man is ready again!” I giggled. He stood up then, with me clinging to his body with my legs and arms, him holding me simply with one arm. He easily stepped out of the water and onto the deck, steam rising off us as we dripped water everywhere. Still carrying me, he moved to the railing where there were two towels drying out from a couple nights ago. He put his glass down on the railing, then mine and wrapped the one towel around me and then grabbed the second to do the same around his shoulders.

There we were, standing outside, me wrapped in a towel as he held me in his arms. I laid my head against his wet chest as he wrapped his towel around the both of us. “I thought about you all day long at the wedding.” He whispered into my head. Once again, he found his nook with his chin resting on top of my head. “If we could get married I would.” He said so quietly.

It was 2001 and same-sex marriage was still not legal. There were attempts, and courts, and fighting for it, but it seemed like something that could not happen just yet. Hearing Joe say this broke my heart. I was too young. I was still in school. It wasn’t legal. I wasn’t even sure what I was yet.

I didn’t say anything, just curled up closer to him in his arms, the towels around me warming me up just as much as the heat from his solid chest. I turned my head sideways and listened to his heart beating. I’m thinking about it too, I thought to myself as he stood there holding me.

He adjusted me in his arms, and I pulled away from his chest, looking up into his eyes as he looked down on me. He smiled sweetly, and bent his neck down to kiss me, lightly at first and then a deep one. Holding me, kissing me, I felt his cock stiffen under me as his towel slipped off us and fell to the ground. We didn’t care. The quiet sounds of the early morning, the cool summer breeze ignited in us our passion and we both wanted to show what we were thinking without words.

He squatted down onto the deck, holding me with one hand as he adjusted the fallen towel with the other and gently placed me down on my back, without breaking our kiss. I hung on to him as his legs moved in between mine, spreading me open and pushing his hardened cock into my already cum filled hole. He broke away from our kiss only to lean back and spit onto his hand to moisten his cock for what we both needed at that very moment. And then, laying on our wet towels on his deck in the middle of the night outdoors, Joe slid his stiff cock into me once again.

I gasped and clutched his shoulders as his mouth clamped down on mine, stifling the moan as he pushed his way into my insides once again. I lifted my legs up and out as his body pushed down on me, filling me up completely with his tool. He was all the way in once again.

My hands moved to his still wet back. I rubbed the water into his skin as I felt his body moving to the rhythm of his hips. He was pumping into me slowly, kissing me as he did. He shifted slightly, moving my legs under his arms so he could open me more and he resumed thrusting into me on the deck. We didn’t speak, just made love in the night air. He felt amazing on top of me, sensually pushing his cock in and out of me like a pro. I was overcome with heat, wanting this man, forgetting about university, or what would happen apart, or wishing I was marrying this man in public for all the world to see. Right now, it was just us.

I opened my eyes and looked up at the night sky full of stars. I smiled as I felt him on me, this big manly beast making love to me one last time before we parted. I was already in heaven.

Joe’s pace quickened and I knew he wanted to explode in me again. He looked into my eyes as he started fucking me harder. “I love you Brian. I mean it.” He said as he thrust into me harder. “I fucking want to be your husband. I’m crazy about you.” I looked up into his eyes as the throes of passion overtook him. “Oh God.” He started to moan as I felt him digging his dick into me deeper and deeper. “Fuck I want you all the time.” He groaned as his back arched and he started flooding me with his second load of cum tonight. I watched him and held onto him as he spasmed to completion, enthralled at his facial expressions and feeling his muscles contract under my fingertips.

As he stopped and leaned up on his arms, I grabbed my cock and started jerking. “Don’t move.” I moaned as I grinded my ass towards him, not wanting his cock to leave me. I started gyrating more, feeling his cock still deep in me and hard. He looked down at me and watched me. Our eyes locked again.

“I want to be yours Joe.” I whispered as I jerked my cock, feeling the cum starting to rise up as I was working his cock in me still. “I am so in fucking love with you Joe.”

His eyes filled with tears and he leaned down to kiss me so hard I started to shoot my load at the feel of his tongue invading my mouth. I moaned out as he kept kissing me, my body moving wildly underneath him, like I was suddenly on fire for him. His one hand grabbed my head as he continued to kiss me with such ferocity and intensity, I could have shot a second round of cum!

As I jerked the last drop, I embraced his body so tightly I was practically crawling up inside him, just to be close to him, melding our bodies together as one.

One.

At that moment, I felt like we were one. No matter what the future held. Holding on to him, kissing him, his cock deflating inside me still, we were one.