Summer Landscaping Bonus

I rolled over and opened my eyes. 7:32am and it was Christmas Morning. I sat up in my bed and listened for sounds of anyone up but heard nothing. I turned to my side, remembering the large naked muscle man that was here only a few days ago making me feel safe and secure. He was the only thing I wanted this Christmas morning.

I snuck out of my room and found the portable phone and went back to my room and dialed Joe’s number. He answered in two rings.

“Merry Christmas babe.” He said sexily, knowing that it was me even before I said anything. We had agreed that I would call him as soon as I woke up.

“Merry Christmas Joe.” I said quietly into the phone, hardly containing my excitement at hearing his deep voice on the other end.

“I love you.” He said simply, catching me off guard at his directness.

I moaned into the phone. “And I love you too. Just wait till you see you how much soon.” I giggled, trying to keep my voice down.

“Oh yeah?” He gave a little chuckle himself. “Maybe it’s you that’s going to see just how much mister.”

I could feel my cock growing already.

“How long till you can get your ass over here. I can’t wait to see you.” Joe said gruffly.

“Well, I’m going to get up and get breakfast and get this over with here. Give me a few hours.”

I could practically hear him smiling on the other end. “Call me when you are leaving so I’m ready.”

I smiled, grabbing my dick in my underwear. “Ready?” I giggled again. “Ready for what?”

Joe growled. “Get your sweet little ass over here and find out.”

I was beyond excited. I had never wanted to see someone so much on Christmas, I could barely contain myself. “I’ll be ready as soon as I can! I promise.”

I ended the call quickly enough, saying that the faster we stopped talking, the sooner I could get my morning underway and I would be at his place. OUR place, he had corrected me. That just made me want to move as fast as I could.

I made my way to the kitchen, pausing to look at our Christmas tree and the presents under it. My mind still on seeing all 6’4” of Joe soon and sitting with him under his Christmas tree. I managed to concentrate long enough to put on coffee and make breakfast for my mom and stepfather before they were up and gathering around the tree.

It felt like an eternity as we opened our stockings, our presents, and had breakfast, but soon enough, I was showering and putting on some new items – like a new pair of tight white briefs that hugged my cock and balls beautifully and a turtleneck sweater that showed off my chest and shoulders.

“Merry Christmas!” I heard Joe’s voice on the other end of the phone, sounding upbeat and excited. I could tell he was answering the phone like this all day long, not knowing this time it would be me.

I laughed into the phone at his exuberance. “Merry Christmas you sexy fucker.”

“Heyyyyy,” His voice changed as soon as he heard my voice, dropping an octave and sounding sexier. “Are you heading over?”

“Uh huh. Get ready. You’ve got five minutes.”

“I’ll be ready in two. I can’t wait to see you.” He purred, giving a little growl at the end.

“Okay. Be there shortly mister.”

We hung up and I grabbed the presents I had for Joe and stuffed them in a bag. I made my way to the door where I found my mom waiting.

“Where are you going again so early in the morning?” She was fishing, and I knew I had been quite aloof in telling her. After the conversation I had with Joe the other night, I knew what he wanted me to do. Now or never, I thought.

“I told you, I’m heading over to a friend’s house to exchange some gifts.” I smiled a bit when I said it, and my mom smiled too.

“Someone special?”

I hesitated, wondering what she would think. Or if she had any clue. My stepfather wasn’t around, so I shrugged. “Yes. Someone very special actually.” I took a deep breath, and knew this was my chance. My mom’s smile was over the top as I continued. “And hopefully you’ll get to meet him soon.”

I watched as the smile turned to a sort of frown as it registered. Then my mom’s eyes looked at me inquisitively. “Oh?” She said sort of quietly. I held my breath as I waited. “Did you say ‘him’?”

I nodded. “I did.” I waited to see what she would do. We were in sort of a square off as we faced each other. But her face sort of went back to a smile. “Then I can’t wait.” Her face seemed confused, but she continued to smile wide. “I hope you have a great morning then. No need to rush home if you are planning to…well, you know if you….”

I heard myself exhale and interrupted. “Thanks mom. I am going to stay as long as I can there, if that’s alright. I know we had our dinner last night, so I was sort of hoping it would be okay. If I’m not home, then I’m staying over at Joe’s.”

My mom’s eyebrow raised, similar to the way mine does. “Joe’s?”

“Joe.” I repeated. Hearing me say his name to my mother lifted my spirits, and I swear I heard angels singing. But it could have been the Christmas carols playing. “His name is Joe.”

My mom eyed my backpack and my bag of gifts and simply gave me a nod. “Have a great time then. Can’t wait to meet this Joe.” She winked at me and turned to go. I wasn’t expecting a hug, as that wasn’t my mother’s style, so I quickly exited the place and hurriedly hopped in her car. I didn’t even notice the cold, or the fact that the car didn’t even heat up before I was turning into Joe’s driveway exactly 6 minutes later.

I practically ran up the front walkway and paused at the door. I wondered if I should knock or just try the door. This was after all “our” house as Joe mentioned. And he did know I was coming. I tentatively tried the doorknob and found that it was unlocked. I pushed it open and stepped inside.

My eyes adjusted from the brightness of the snowy outside to the warmth of the interior and closed the door behind me.

“Merry Christmas Brian.” I heard Joe’s voice before I saw him, coming from the side in his living room. My eyes turned to the sound, and there, under his Christmas tree, was Joe. Naked, save for a red Santa hat on his head, and a giant bow covering his crotch. The tree was illuminated in white lights with decorations scattered all over it, making him glow. I caught my breath at the sight of his 240lb body lying there, waiting for me.

He looked like he was posing for an erotic Christmas card. His Italian heritage made him looked tanned from far away, his chest hair neatly trimmed along with his stubble on his face. He was laying on his side, his bare feet crossed at the ankles, his body propped up on one elbow and forearm as he stared at me. The flickering lights were dancing over his rippling body, his muscles flexed in the position he was in, his biceps huge, his shoulders round. Even his chin looked flexed as he smiled at me. His hands were clasped in front of him on the area rug over his hardwood floors, and I noticed the big bow moved as his dick twitched. The Santa hat over his forehead just made my wildest Christmas fantasy a reality.

“Well look at you Santa.” I finally said, kicking my boots off but not taking my eyes off the 6’4” muscled god lying in wait for me under his tree.

“Come on over here and tell Santa what you want for Christmas.” He was playing the sexy part to a tee.

“Looks like Santa already got it for me and it’s waiting under the tree.” I giggled, dropping the bags at the door and moving towards him, around the couch. The fireplace was on and the outline of his magnificent body was lit up from the flames behind him. I could feel the flames inside me already as I knelt towards him, his face lifting as I approached. I bent down to him and made my way to his lips, our eyes open and watching each other with giant smiles. I saw his lips part, and I felt them reach mine at last in a soft kiss at first, followed by a full open mouthed kiss, where our tongues found each other and I could hear the sucking in of air as we both said “hello.”

“Mmmmm,” He started as I backed off his mouth. “This is already the best Christmas ever. And for so long that title went to the one when I got my banana seat bicycle with the motorcycle handlebars.”

I giggled at him and kissed him again, sliding down beside him. His hand moved across my back and he pulled me into his naked body. “Do I get to unwrap my present?” I said looking down at the bow covering my favourite part of him.

He raised an eyebrow. “Have you been a good boy this year?” His smirk was the sexiest thing I had seen in years.

I smirked back. “Yes, but I plan on being rather naughty right now.”

Joe giggled this time. “Then I think you should unwrap it because it’s all yours baby.” He came in for a kiss again and I was suddenly overcome with emotion. My hands went to his hard chest and I felt his heart beating underneath the granite of muscle. He wiggled in closer, and my hands moved down, and ripped the bow off him. He gave a pretend shriek and looked down at his own stiff cock. “Hm. Looks like I’m happy to see you.”

I rolled my eyes and looked down at his penis. It really was a great looking piece of meat. So thick, hard, cut and trimmed nicely. I could stare at that thing all day. Nine inches of smoothness. Perfect looking balls. Looked like a hard piece of sausage, just waiting to be tasted. And I couldn’t wait any longer.

I slid down farther, letting my hands move down his rippled stomach as I licked my own lips in anticipation. My tongue was out first, and I heard him groan at the sensation. Joe rolled over onto his back as I started to taste him, moving with him to ensure that I took him in my mouth. He moaned more, and let his arms move behind his head. I rolled over to my knees and caught the sight of him, arched, laying on his back, his big arms behind his neck, and his big brown eyes on me.

“Merry Christmas my man.” I groaned at him, holding his fat dick in my hands at the side of my face, before opening my mouth and going all the way down on him, causing him to grunt in satisfaction.

“Oh God Brian.” He moaned. “I’ve been saving this load for you since I saw you last.” He whispered, enjoying the feeling.

The tree, the fireplace, the floor, this naked muscle man splayed out for my enjoyment. This was the best Christmas already I thought as I sucked on his cock. I teased him, I licked him, I felt his hardness in my hand. I couldn’t get enough of him.

“You have way too many clothes on.” He suddenly groaned and sat up, pulling at my turtleneck. I stood up and started to remove it as I felt Joe’s hands on my beige corduroy pants, yanking the button open and unzipping my fly before pulling them down my legs. “Oh my.” He gasped as he saw my huge bulge in my sexy briefs. They were almost g-stringish, with the roundness of my cock and balls stuffed nicely in the front bulge of the briefs. His big hand grabbed the entire mound and he pulled me into his face. I felt his hot breath on my package as I stepped out of my cords. Joe’s hands moved down my legs and stripped my socks off my feet as he nuzzled my crotch with his face.

I looked down on him, sitting under me. My hands were on his wide shoulders and I was standing over him. He wrapped his arms around my waist and held me to his face as he breathed his hot breath through my briefs. Finally, he pulled my underwear down and let my 8 inches of cut cock free.

“Mmmm.” He moaned as he opened his mouth and slowly took me in his mouth.

I shuddered a bit as I stood over him, my feet on either side of his legs as he took me balls deep down his throat. I heard him gag and he backed off. “Fuck that is one big cock for such a little guy.” He chuckled, before attacking it again.

My hands stayed on his shoulders, holding him as I let him suck me for a while. I was staring at the tree, all lit up, as a smile came over me. This was the best Christmas ever, and it was only just beginning.

“Come here.” I heard him whisper at last. I looked down to see him looking up at me, my hard cock sticking out straight beside that handsome scruffy face. His large hands were on my ass and he gently guided me to sit down around him. I pressed my cock against his abs, and he moved his own cock backwards and let it flop back up and hit my back with a slap as I wrapped my legs around him and he held me in his lap.

Our naked bodies were entwined. Our arms were around each other. My legs were wrapped around his hard body. Our foreheads touched, and we stared into each other’s eyes. The tree seemed to sparkle behind him and we were both smiling like teenagers in love.

“I could stay like this forever.” I heard myself saying quietly.

Joe’s smile widened. “Then let’s do just that.”

He kissed me softly at first, those chocolate eyes of his staying open to watch me as our tongues came out to meet. I felt like we were one, sitting like this on the floor, Joe’s big body holding me tight. And as our kissing became more passionate and lustful, I felt myself being lifted slightly, as Joe positioned himself under me.

“I want to be inside you.” He whispered so quietly, putting his hand to his lips to add saliva to it. I felt his thick fingers moisten my ass with his spit, before returning to his lips again for more. This time he stared at me as he rubbed it on his cock, holding me up slightly and moving me onto the tip of his cock. “Are you ready for me baby?”

I simply nodded, not taking my eyes off him.

“Your eyes are grey right now.” Joe said quietly, letting his tongue flick out and lick my chin as he watched me. “They turn grey when you’re turned on you know.” He raised an eyebrow at me.

“I didn’t know that.” I moaned, feeling that mushroom head press into me. I lifted myself up a bit and repositioned myself for better access as Joe held me by my ass. “But I am so turned on. I want you so bad right now.” I was hardly speaking as I attempted again to let him enter me.

I could feel Joe’s hand under me, holding his cock up straight as I waited for him to penetrate my ring. “I wanna look at those grey eyes as I slide in.” Joe’s deep voice held me still. I moved a hand to the back of his head and rested against his forehead as I felt my hole giving way to the enormous head of his cock. As I started to feel him enter, I started to close my eyes in pleasure.

“Don’t! Open your eyes.” He groaned, snapping me to attention and reopening them to see him staring at me with a lustful look. His mouth dropped open as he slid into me, and my own mouth let out a giant gasp as I felt him stretch me wide.

“Oh God, Joe!” I gripped his neck with my other hand and let myself give way to his entire shaft, sitting down completely on him until I felt his hips under me, groaning the entire way down. He grabbed me by the side of my face and kissed me hard as I held myself still. I could feel his cock throb inside me, as if it was waiting to begin thrusting. I squeezed my arms around his thick neck and pressed my chest against his as we kissed fiercely. Until I couldn’t control myself any longer and I broke free from his lips.

“My God FUCK ME!” I yelled suddenly.

Joe buried his face into the side of my neck and reached behind me to wrap his arms up my back and grab my shoulders as he bent his knees and leaned forward to bounce me up and down on him. The fireplace was making me hot, and I could feel the sweat starting on both of us and we fucked on the floor, me aiding Joe in his upward thrusting by bouncing down against him. I could only imagine how hot we looked, naked, sitting on the floor under the Christmas tree by the fireplace. It was something out of a gay porn shoot, and the sounds we were making would make anyone watching cream their pants instantly.

I didn’t want it to end. I kept telling Joe to never stop fucking me, and how great his big cock felt inside me. Joe was a muffled mess of sounds, kissing and licking any part he could while letting me ride him. He couldn’t seem to get deep enough in me as he pulled me down hard on his cock, moaning out how hot I was and how much he loved fucking me.

When he lurched forward a bit, it took me by surprise as he rocked up onto his knees and then stood up, with me still impaled on his dick. He hoisted me up and then slammed me down all the way, taking my breath away as he stood with me in his arms. He held me by my ass, my legs open wide as I clung to his neck, the bottom of the Santa hat near my face. I seemed like I weighed nothing as he gently rocked me up and down, his biceps extended in a mighty looking sight as he hooked them under my legs. His lips met mine again and we kissed deeply as he lifted me up and down on him, both of us breathing hard into each other’s mouths.

His back was to the tree, and as I broke away from his lips, I rested my chin against his shoulder and looked at the lit-up Christmas tree behind him as he continued his assault inside my ass. “Holy fuck Joe” I moaned, as I felt the friction of his washboard stomach against my own cock coupled with the deep penetration of this standing up fucking. I could feel myself start to shake in his arms.

“Right there, big guy!” I moaned. “You’re going to make me cum!” I kissed his neck hard, and closed my eyes tight as the sensation of my orgasm ran through me. Each thrust from Joe’s hips sent shivers through me as he hit that spot. “Oh fuck!” I moaned and kept moaning over and over again as he stood there, feet apart, moving me up and down to match his own upward thrusting in a deep penetration inside me.

I heard him grunt. “Yeah baby. Cum for me.” He said gruffly in my ear as he continued in his rhythmic motion.

I dug my fingers into the sides of his shoulders I was hanging on to as my body started convulsing. I was gyrating against him, ensuring my cock was rubbing up and down that rippling stomach to add to the feeling I was getting in my guts from his cock. And when my legs started shaking uncontrollably, we both knew it was happening.

“Oh yeah do it!” Joe yelled, trying to look at my face buried against his neck.

I let out one more “OH FUCK” and then grunted as the shots of cum erupted from my dick and sprayed his upper chest and chin, hitting my own chin as well. I heard Joe grunt out a similar “OH FUCK” as he watched, and then he gripped my ass cheeks tight and gave one hard shove upwards in a loud, simultaneous orgasm, letting the first waves of cum flood my ass before giving another small thrust upward to allow more to flow out as my own cock continued to spill my seed.

Joe found my mouth and kissed me hard as the last thrusts hit me and both our cocks had spilled their last drops, my cock sticky between us, and Joe’s still hard and thick and stuffed in my ass.

The beauty of Joe’s massive strength was that he continued to hold me in his arms as if I weighed nothing and started walking casually around the middle of the living room kissing me, squeezing me tightly against him. I wrapped my legs around him and enjoyed the embrace and the feeling of lightness as he slowly moved around the decorated room with me. I never wanted him to let me go.

“Can you just carry me around all day.” I whispered in his ear as we took a break from kissing.

Joe laughed, and squeezed me tight, actually making me lose my breath at his power. “I’m never letting you go.”

I smiled and closed my eyes, putting my face against his upper left pec. His heart was beating so hard I could hear it pumping inside him. I knew it was beating for me. I let my hand glide over him, feeling the little fine short hairs across his chest, and the hardness of his pecs under my touch. His big hands were moving up and down my back lightly, his cock still implanted in me. I could feel him softening inside me, and I knew as he walked, he was going to slip out. I held my ass against him for as long as I could, until at last, he moved slightly, and I felt the emptiness as he exited. I could feel his big hands patting my ass.

“Keep that big load of mine inside you.” He murmured in my ear. “That’s me in there.”

I giggled as his hands moved back up me, gliding over my body and making me tingle on the inside. And on the outside, I was still surrounded by his giant body and his big arms.

“Merry Christmas baby.” Joe muttered in my ear, standing still now in front of the fireplace.

“Merry Christmas big guy.” I curled up in his arms, laying agains this chest and smiled. The warmth of the fire heating us up on the outside, as the fire within me continued to burn for this colossal man. I couldn’t believe I was in his arms.

“I told my mom. About us.”

He cocked his head back and looked down at me. I caught his gaze as I looked up away from his chest. “You did?” His smile said it all.

I nodded. “Yeah, just now, before I came over.”

He kissed me suddenly, and pulled me tightly against him, giving me such a strong bear hug, I couldn’t speak.

“Easy there, big guy!” I giggled, patting his biceps. “You’re squeezing the hell out of me.”

“Sorry! I’m just so fucking excited!” He grinned wide, waiting for more details.

I leaned back, hooking my hands around his neck and letting my arms stretch out as held me. “She seemed surprised at first, but I think she’s okay. She asked where I was going, and I told her I was going to see someone very special.”

Joe’s eyebrow raised inquisitively. “Someone special, am I?”

“And when I said ‘him’ she sort of paused, but then said she was happy for me and couldn’t wait to meet you.” I put a finger to his nose and ran it down the bridge. “I even told her your name.”

He kissed me again. “So, it’s official. Our parents know.”

I nodded and he hugged me again, a little gentler this time. “And that means I can stay as long as I want today.”

He growled at me and started walking. “Then my little man, we are going to make this count!” he said as he moved down the hallway towards his bedroom, carrying me in his big arms.

I giggled the whole way, anticipating round number two.