Summer Landscaping Bonus

It was the last 30 minutes of my long bus ride home. Well, home to Joe. It was Friday, and I was planning on spending the entire weekend at Joe’s place, not even telling my mother I was coming home. I couldn’t wait to see him. It had been another long couple of weeks since he surprised me at school, watching me walk across campus before being dragged to my dorm room to fuck me senseless. I smiled at the memory and closed my eyes, resting my head on the seat of the bus as it bounced along.

After we fucked the first time in my dorm room, I had taken Joe to a nearby restaurant for a late lunch and watched him wolf down a large burger and salad, before he reminded me that we better get back to my room so he could fuck me again. I remembered asking for the bill quickly and being hard the entire ride back in his truck.

The second fuck was just as passion filled as the first. We had walked casually into the residence, noticing that more people were around as the afternoon classes were finishing. We were barely in the door again before Joe grabbed me and lifted me up to kiss him.

I smiled to myself as I rested my head back on the bus seat as I remembered that moment – how much he loved to pick me up and kiss me, so I could wrap my legs around him and just be carried everywhere by him. He was such a massive guy, so strong, solid. Solid in every way. My cock was starting to grow as I remembered it, picturing every detail.

Picturing how we had stripped each other down again so quickly, and how he made me put on his t-shirt that he brought me. It was like a dress on me, just huge. Hanging down to my thighs and so loose on my shoulders. It smelled like him and I was automatically aroused as I wore it.

I adjusted myself in my bus seat, and pulled at my bulge, looking around the bus to see if anyone was noticing. No one was looking at me. I leaned back a bit, remembering Joe on top of me, how his hands went under that shirt to hold me as he slid into me once again. How I had pulled up the shirt to feel his naked flesh against mine while loving the feel of being in his shirt as he fucked me. How our kisses seemed so much more intense, how I clung on to him that much tighter as he fucked me missionary style. I couldn’t seem to get him inside me deep enough, knowing it was going to be a while till I had him again.

My cock was rock hard now, as I sat on that bus with my eyes closed, smiling like a goofball alone in the seat. I was rubbing my bulge gently. Just turned on so much thinking about him. I couldn’t believe how much I missed him, how much I craved his body. I wanted to spend so much time just exploring his body that last time, but he had to get on the road to get home. I already had plans for this weekend to make sure I went over every inch of him.

When my bus pulled into the central station downtown, I peered out the window to see if I could spot Joe. Sure enough, standing a head above the others waiting, there he was. He had a slight grin on his face as he looked at the bus pulling in, probably unable to see me in the tinted window. But I could see him. He was almost clean shaven now with just stubble on his face, his mustache and beard gone. It only made him look hotter, if that was even possible. His eyes were wide and searching for me. He had his hands in his jeans pockets, a plaid Autumn coat zipped up covering his big upper body. He looked like a massive lumberjack, all Canadian looking, waiting for me. I could tell just by his face that he was as excited as I was.

As I waited my turn to exit, I kept staring at him through the windows. What a man. His smile never left his face as he looked at each person getting off in front of me, waiting to see me. My heart was pounding as I neared the doorway.

As soon as I came into view, Joe lurched forward to move closer to me, his smile widening. “Hey!” he said casually, but I knew the tone, all deep and sexy just for me.

I stepped aside and we hugged, tight, for a brief moment. His eyes were glistening as I looked up at him. “Thanks for picking me up big guy!” I mumbled as I stepped back.

He gave me that sexy shy shrug of his and just smiled some more, wrapping his arm around my shoulders and moving with me to the side of the bus to grab my larger bag. He didn’t say anything, but I knew what he was thinking. I was thinking it too, and I was afraid if I spoke, the emotions would come over me. Best wait till we were alone to say hello properly.

I slung my backpack over my shoulder, as he held my larger bag in his left hand and put his right arm around my shoulder. We walked very close together as we wandered away from the crowd towards his truck in the parking lot, not even caring what we looked like or who was watching. Finally, we started talking quietly to each other.

“Thank God.” He moaned, again draping his arm over me and pulling me into him closer. He smelled so good. Like my Joe. And I couldn’t wait to get into bed with him.

“I know. That was the longest bus ride. But I passed the time just thinking about you.” I leaned my head into his side, as his big hand squeezed my shoulder.

“I’ve been doing that every day since you left buddy.” He leaned over me and kissed the top of my head. “I’m so glad you could come home.”

Home. Just that word made my heart flutter. This truly did feel like I was coming home. Forget my own place, or rather, the place that my mom and I now lived in with my stepfather. But this past summer, Joe’s place did become my home. It felt like I belonged there. With Joe.

“Me too.” I said looking up at him. I wanted to kiss him. Right then and there as we walked through the parking lot to his truck.

We arrived at his truck and he pulled the tailgate down and threw my bag in the back, as I tossed my backpack in alongside it. Joe walked over to the passenger side of his truck with me, and as I went to open the door, he put his hand on me to stop me, and turned me around. He pressed me back up against the door of the truck and before I knew it, his big lips were on mine, and his tongue snaked into my mouth.

He pressed hard against me, holding my head in his hands as he kissed me deep. I closed my eyes and let him, forgetting where we were or who could see us, and just took his tongue into me and kissed him back just as hard.

He pulled back and put both his hands on the side of his truck beside my head, leaning on it. I’m sure if anyone was walking by they wouldn’t even see me behind his enormous frame. “Sorry.” He whispered in my ear. “I couldn’t wait any longer.”

I giggled, and wrapped my hands under his plaid coat, feeling his back over his shirt, and leaned into him. I breathed in deeply, taking in his scent and feel. Then he stepped back and opened the door for me, holding it open for me like a chivalrous knight.

It was almost 10:30pm as we pulled out of the parking lot and headed towards Joe’s house. I settled into my seat once again for the twenty or so minute ride. I stared at him as he drove, picturing him naked in bed, snuggling up to me. After we had sex of course. I reached over and held my left hand out, and he quickly shifted his hands on the steering wheel and grabbed it with his right, linking our fingers together and letting them rest on the seat between us, holding hands.

We chatted about the bus ride, how long he waited, and the plans for the weekend. It seemed that his sister was hosting Thanksgiving on Sunday, and his parents were staying at her place this weekend. Joe was invited over on Sunday, but he told me he was going to be “sick” and spend it with me at home instead. I argued that he should go, but he insisted this was his plan, as he had already been to his parents the previous weekend and he sees his sister all the time.

“Besides.” He glanced over at me as he drove through the city streets. “I’ll just tell them that I’m home in bed. It won’t be lying!” He let go of my hand and reached over and grabbed my crotch, squeezing it gently with a little growl. Then found my hand again and we resumed holding hands.

I knew he wanted to go. And I knew he wanted to go with me. I don’t think he was ready to face his parents with anything just yet. I was disappointed but at the same time, relieved, as I wouldn’t have to make small talk with people I didn’t know, especially with his entire family. This was his decision, and I respected it. It’s not like I was coming out to my own family either. I suddenly thought of what my mother would say when I introduced her to this big stud. She’d probably want him herself, knowing her! As I looked over at him, I thought, Who can blame her. He is fucking gorgeous.

It was almost 11pm when we pulled into Joe’s driveway. He scooped up both bags for me and I followed his firm round ass inside. Home at last.

He dropped the bags at the door and pulled me into his arms once again, holding me tightly against him as we kissed. It was a long, intense one, and I could feel his cock poking against me through his jeans, enlarging with excitement of having me in his arms once again.

He took me by the hand and walked me into the kitchen, where a bottle of red was waiting, already opened beside two glasses. “You hungry?”

I shook my head, hanging on to his big soft hand as he walked to the bottle. He didn’t let go as he poured two glasses, handing me the first. He held up his own, and simply said, “Welcome home.” He clinked my glass and took a sip, then pulled me to the patio door, letting go of my hand to step outside onto his deck.

The hot tub was opened, and there were two towels laid out on the stairs leading up to it, along with what looked like two additional big black towels. He walked over to the tub and started the jets, then slid his coat off and kicked his shoes off, revealing those big bare feet of his I loved so much. “Come on in. Wash the bus off of you.” He smiled, and then pointed at the black towels. “I bought us some robes.”

I followed his lead and shucked my own coat and kicked off my shoes. I matched his pace, pulling off my socks as he did, taking off my shirt as he did, and unbuttoning my pants as he did. The night air was cool for the October evening, but I wasn’t noticing. I was watching my man stripping naked before my eyes.

When he got to his underwear it was very apparent how excited he was to see me. And he quickly pulled those down to let that big 9-incher of his flop out and stand at attention. My God he was simply perfect looking. I watched him turn and show off that big round ass of his as he stepped into the tub and slid under the water. I quickly joined him, his eyes on my body and already hard cock. I moved right over to him in the corner, and he opened his legs and arms and let me float right in between him, my ass backing up to bump up against his hard dick. He wrapped his free arm around me as he held his wine glass, and I leaned my head back onto his chest facing outwards. We stayed like that, silently, while the jets surged, and the water bubbled around us. I felt so safe in the arms of this big man behind me. We just caressed each other, sipping our wine, and enjoying the moment.

When the jets turned off automatically, there was a sudden quiet in the air. A breeze blew as Joe announced, “Time’s up!” He leaned forward, as I floated away and he stood up, water cascading down his magnificent body. I simply stared at him, watching the water run down his big pecs, flat abs, still hard cock and powerful thighs. I could see his nipples harden at the sudden cold as he reached over and grabbed the towel to wipe his face and chest, and then wrap it around his shoulders as he stepped out of the tub. I stood up and he tossed the towel to me.

“Check this out.” He said, lifting the black robe up. It was a big fluffy terry cloth thick robe and huge. He wrapped it around him and tied it up at the waist. He held the other one open for me. “It’s a big size but it’ll feel awesome around you.” He winked at me.

I stepped out of the tub and into the open robe as I slid my arms into it. It was HUGE on me, coming all the way down to my ankles and the arms practically all the way down to my fingertips. I turned to see it fit perfectly on him, his robe ending at the knees and fitting his broad shoulders and arms perfectly. Once again, I felt enveloped by the size of his clothing. “Fits you fine.” I giggled. “It’s a little large on me.”

He pulled me into his open robe, the softness of his robe tickling my face. “I think you look fucking sexy as hell in it. And even better out of it! Time to get you to bed baby.” He said sexily at me, bending down to kiss me gently. Then he pulled the cover onto the hot tub as I gathered up our clothes and towels and he followed me into the house.

Once inside, he took me by the hand again and we walked to the bedroom. I noticed the candles out, and he moved quickly to the lighter to begin lighting them all as I threw the clothes in my hands onto the chair he had in the corner. His bed was already turned down, and I crawled onto it as he finished lighting the candles, leaving the bedroom light off. I buried my face into his pillow and sheets, breathing in the familiar smell of our bed. I felt the bed shift and turned to see him already out of his robe and naked, moving towards me.

Without a word, he slid beside me, and our faces met, forehead to forehead. His big brown eyes were locked on mine as his hands slid into my robe, opening it up and sliding it off me to expose my body. And then his body was next to mine, touching mine, the heat of his flesh on me as his mouth came down to find mine. His arms were around me and he pulled me into him tightly, our tongues connected once again, our legs now entwined together as our bodies ignited against each other.

We kissed for a long time. I listened to his moans as we did, our eyes closed. I would open my eyes every now and then to see his mouth turned upward in a smile as he kissed me. The feeling of his hands all over me was freeing, and familiar. Our cocks were hard and pressed against each other, and we both seemed to resist touching one another, savoring every moment of the kiss.

But then I couldn’t resist any longer. I pushed him over, onto his back and I slid up on him, straddling his waist. His arms held my knees and he looked up at me, sitting astride him. I placed my hands on his pecs and glided my fingers over his lightly hairy chest, playing with his small round nipples. I couldn’t stop staring at his handsome face. Staring into his eyes. Watching him smile.

“What?” He murmured, watching me watching him.

I smiled at him and shook my head. “Nothing. Just feeling lucky.” I leaned over to kiss him, and his hands moved up my thighs to my ass. But I pulled back and asked him to turn over.

He growled and rotated his big muscled body over as I stood up over him. I looked down his sculpted back, his muscles rippling as he positioned himself onto his stomach, lifting his waist to adjust his hard penis under him and spreading his legs out a bit. I sat down on his lower back, and let my hands move up to his shoulders. His back was completely smooth, and rippling with muscles everywhere. “I have missed you so much Joe. I just need to touch you.” I said quietly.

He let out a long “Mmmmm” as he felt my hands move gently and lightly over his shoulders. I was rock hard as I started to massage his neck first, as I felt him relax more underneath me. His breathing deepened as I moved across his shoulders, feeling the hard muscles under my fingers as I dug into his flesh. I moved all over his back, admiring each muscle, feeling each ounce of naked skin under my touch as I memorized every freckle on his smooth back. As I moved lower, I slid backwards, over his smooth, hard, round ass, to just below it so I could see it, study it, feel it. My hands moved over his ass, so hard and soft at the same time. I loved his ass. Smooth. Round. Perfect looking and hard. It was gym sculpted, and he looked good in anything he wore. I noticed many people, women and men, stared at his ass as he walked by them.

He flexed his ass and giggled, turning slightly to look back at me. “You know I’m the one that’s enamored by your ass.”

I smacked his ass lightly with both my hands and continued to stare at it. I loved every inch of this man. I moved off his body to sit beside him as my hands trailed downward, over the back of his legs to behind his knees where he jerked a little bit as I hit that spot. I didn’t stop but moved down his big solid calves to his feet, where I rubbed both my hands along his large wide feet. So smooth, soft on the bottom, but firm and tough on the top.

I leaned over and kissed the bottom of his foot, which elicited another jerk and a giggle. “Stop! I’m ticklish.” He tried pulling it away, but I grabbed it with my hand and started to lick one, which turned his giggling into growls, and I heard him breathe in very deeply as he settled back down. I let my tongue work over his one foot, down to his perfectly shaped toes, and then back up to his heel, allowing my mouth to roam up his lightly hairy legs to the back of his knee. As my tongue hit that spot again, his leg tensed, and he groaned. This only encouraged me more.

I let my tongue play with his legs a bit longer, before moving up once again. As I neared the bottom of his ass cheeks, I climbed over on his legs again, resuming my position from before and let my hands massage his ass. He was groaning a lot now, his body erotically outlined in the flickering light from the candles, and I suddenly needed to try something.

I leaned in and gently kissed first his left ass cheek, then the right. I massaged my hand into both globes as I kissed every spot on his ass. Reflexively, he gyrated underneath me, and spread his legs a bit as I continued my love kisses. And then I moved to the middle and began to kiss at the top of his crack, finding my tongue snaking out to lick him in between. I have never been so into an ass before. But for some reason, I needed Joe to be my first.

“Oh, fuck Brian.” He moaned deeply into the pillow as I probed in. I was spreading his ass open, to look in. I could see his tight pink hole, smooth, inviting. Before I knew what I was doing, I was burying my face into his ass and my tongue was hungrily licking at this opening. He groaned loudly and arched up, pushing himself up on his hands as he sucked in air. “Fuuuuuuuccccccckkkkk.” He snarled as I licked and licked, as I became so turned on by this new spot on my man I had discovered and the reaction it was giving him.

He lifted his ass a bit in the air and I reached under to grab his pulsating cock, thick and leaking precum. I moaned myself as I stroked it, pulling it down so I could lick my way down his ass right onto his balls and the shaft of his cock. It was too big and hard to pull behind him, so I tilted a bit and slid under his ass to get to the tip. I tasted his pre-cum leaking out of his bullet shaped head, as I sucked it into my lips. He moved backwards a bit to give me more access, but I wasn’t done with his ass yet. I licked back up his thick shaft and up again to his tight hole where I drove my tongue into him. The squeals and moans from my man were sending me to another dimension as I listened to him, until he moved forward to turn over and grabbed me roughly, pulling me up into his arms to kiss me deep, sucking my tongue into his mouth.

Then he pushed me back on the bed so I was at the foot of it and pushed my legs backwards, my ankles coming beside my head as he leaned over and found my hole with his mouth. He kissed it, and slid his tongue out into me, digging it straight into my pink opening, making me gasp in sudden pleasure at the slick invader. I held my legs back behind my knees as he slurped and groaned into my ass. He kissed it, fingered it, tongued it, and even slapped it as he licked and ate my hole. “You’re gonna fuckin’ get it now.” He rumbled at me.

He grabbed one of my legs and held it straight up as he moved closer to me, his cock positioned at my wet ass, ready to be inserted. I was half on my side as he towered above me on his knees, sort of sitting back on his ass. He let a gob of spit fall out of his mouth and land directly on the head of his penis, then rubbed it with his big thumb and slapped it against my hole.

“Open up for your man.” He whispered, watching his own dick slide into me. My hand fell against his stomach as he slowly pushed forward, his cock sliding into me like it belonged there always. I gasped and closed my eyes as the feeling of intrusion overcame me. I smiled and let out a long groan as he moved forward, allowing every last inch of that monster cock to fill me up.

When he was all the way in, he stopped, holding his cock deep inside me. I could feel it twitch as he flexed it, and I opened my eyes to see him staring down at me. He smiled and leaned down to kiss me softly. “I’ve missed you so much Brian. And I’ve saved a massive load for you. I haven’t cum in a week, so this might not take long.”

I giggled, and squeezed my ass on him, seeing the expression on his face change as his mouth fell open at the tight grip. “Maybe I’ll milk it out of you.” I teased.

“I mean it,” he growled, kissing me again harder, “I could cum at any moment I’m so fuckin’ turned on right now.” He slowly righted himself up and pulled his cock backwards slowly, watching it again and holding one of my legs in the air. He pulled all the way out and smiled, taking a deep breath. I grabbed his waist and begged him to move forward. He smiled an evil grin and looked down at me. “Seriously, I am leaking like a fountain.” With his free hand he moved his index finger to his cock and then brought his finger to my lips, carrying a drop of his cum. I happily opened up and sucked his finger down, groaning my approval at the salty taste of him on my tongue.

“Put it back in me Joe.” I moaned, arching up and sliding down to him. I felt his cock head against my ass and he instinctively pressed it back inside, causing us both to moan. When he was all the way inside me again, I started moving my hips up and down against him, watching his face clench.

“Stop it!” He teased me, as he held himself still. “Seriously, I could cum at any moment.”

I wriggled underneath him and wrapped my free leg around his back and pulled him closer. “Then just do it. Fuck me hard and cum fast. I can’t wait.”

He let go of my one leg and I wrapped them both now around him. He leaned down into me, using his knees to push my legs up and out, as his arms snaked under me to hold me in his. “You asked for it.” He moaned in my ear as his mouth moved around to mine, kissing me deeply with his tongue. And then he started to move his hips.

I moaned as he thrust inside me with one seriously hard shove to start, and he didn’t’ let up. He held me tight, so close to his body as he furiously fucked me, harder than ever before. I hung on to him as he simply pumped me like a jackhammer.

I was letting out a series of grunts and groans and “oh gods” and “holy fucks” and “my god Joes” and “yes” over, and over again, as he fucked me relentlessly. His power was evident as he rammed my small body hard and deep.

He started a low growl and his pace quickened even more. He stopped kissing me but kept growling louder, and louder. He opened his eyes as I did the same, looking up at his face and staring directly into his eyes. “I love you Brian.” He grunted as his growling intensified. He lowered his forehead onto mine and announced he was cumming. “I’m going to fuckin’ flood your ass!” He roared and started wildly convulsing as he fucked my ass harder and harder, releasing his pent-up weeks’ worth of cum deep inside me as I hung on for dear life.

I held him tight, my hands moving all over him from his face, to his shoulders, to his biceps, to his ass, back to his head to hold him as he thrust into me until he was done. It was a huge load. I felt it shoot inside me. And now, I could feel it leaking out, my ass dripping with escaped semen as he shoved his cock into me deep and held it there, as if he was willing out every last drop as he breathed heavily on me. And then our mouths were connected, and we were kissing passionately once again. My legs were still locked around him, as his arms continued to hold me against his body under him.

Finally, he went to move off me, but I held him firm. “No. Stay like this.” I begged him, and I felt him relax into me, not putting his full weight on top of me but enough so I could feel his power and strength. “Just stay like this.” I moaned, wiggling under him, my ass still tightly clenched around his semi-hard cock. “You feel so good. I fucking love you Joe. Don’t move.”

“I need to make you cum now.” He moaned into my neck as he regained his breath.

“You will.” I moaned, kissing his shoulder blade and neck as his head rested beside mine. “When you’re ready to keep fucking me again, you will. But your dick isn’t leaving my ass till then.” I groaned.

He giggled beside me, causing me to giggle at the sensation. “Naughty boy.” He grumbled into my neck.