Summer Landscaping Bonus

Dinner Isn't Over

Mid-week Joe had to go back to work, which left me alone in our house for the first time on that Wednesday. With the week half over already, it gave me the perfect opportunity to get caught up on my studies and prepare for mid-terms that were coming up.

I stretched out in the bed, moving over to Joe’s side of the bed and smothering my face into his pillow. I could still smell him, making my insides stir. After three straight days of sex, we went to bed last night exhausted and it was the first night Joe didn’t fuck me. Instead, I fell asleep as he lay behind me, those big muscular arms under and around me, holding me against his big body. I only slightly stirred when he snuck out of bed early to hit the gym before work, the image of his naked backside still in my head as he disappeared into the bathroom briefly.

With no vehicle I was sort of housebound while Joe was at work. I no longer had access to my mother’s car, and Joe had only his truck, which meant the rest of the week while Joe was back at work after two days off, my days would be spent without a mode of transportation. Which was perfect for me as my books and courses awaited.

It also gave me time to become even more comfortable in my home.

The first time the phone rang at 10:30am I actually panicked, not sure if I should answer it. I had yet to answer the phone, and paused for a moment to think about just what I would say. But when I heard Joe’s voice on the other end after my tentative hello, I relaxed and actually laughed.

“What’s so funny first thing in the morning?” His deep voice asked, the hint of a smile of his own coming through in his words.

I gave a sigh and plopped back down into the sofa beside the phone. “This is the first time I’ve answered the phone, and I wasn’t sure what I was going to say!”

Joe gave a chuckle. “Well, your ‘Hello’ sounded sexy, so you can answer it all the time from now on. How’s the morning going? Miss me yet?”

“I do actually! It’s just not the same walking around here without you. How’s work?”

“Meh.” Joe said. “I’ve got a lot to catch up on but it’s okay.”

“I didn’t even get to see what you were wearing this morning, you left so fast for the gym.”

“I know, I always shower and get dressed at the gym.” His voice sounded so hot over the phone. I could feel my cock thickening just talking to him. “You good? Need me to get you anything on the way home?”

The way he said it made it sound so natural, but this was still all new to me. I had a home at last, and a guy I was completely in love with to share it with. “Nah I’m good. I’m already studying and trying to get caught up on MY stuff too, so I’m okay. What time do you usually get home?”

Joe giggled. “Why? You gonna greet me at the door naked?”

I laughed out loud. “Well, you never know. We actually went a whole day so I’m sure you’re just as horned up as I am.”

I heard Joe take a deep breath in. “Let’s just say I worked out hard this morning.”

I gave a little giggle, picturing him in his shorts when we were at the gym together the last two days, and the way they hugged his ass so perfectly. And showed off those powerful legs…

“I’ll be home around 5:30. Be ready.” He said with a little groan.

I told him to get back to work, and I ended the call with a giant grin on my face, and a big bulge in my sweatpants. How could such mundane conversations keep me so elated? How could just hearing from him, picturing him, and anticipating his arrival make me feel like a 1950s housewife?

So on his first day back at work with me being home, that was exactly how I wanted to greet him when he got home.

I finished my studying early enough to set everything up for his arrival, including preparing a meal, setting the table, and finding the CD that I had given him for Christmas. The meal was nothing spectacular, just an old recipe for oven roasted chicken that my mom had taught me with a few stir fried veggies I found in the fridge. I had the music on, the wine poured on the table in the dining room, and was just checking on the food when I heard the front door.

I checked my watch to see that he was a few minutes ahead of his arrival time, but it didn’t matter. I was ready for him.

“What’s all this?” His voice went low and I could hear the smile on his face before I saw it. I rounded the corner in the new pants he had bought me that he liked so much and one of my t-shirts that showed off my biceps nicely and fit tight. “Mmmmmmm, someone looks good.” He growled at me as he kicked off his shoes at the door and dropped his keys on the side table. He looked just as good, in his black dress pants, light grey shirt and dark checked tie.

I was in his arms before he moved any further, jumping up into him, making him grunt as he caught me and smiled into my face. “Welcome home mister.” I grinned into his eyes as our noses rubbed together.

“Did you make dinner?” He mumbled holding me as I wrapped my legs around him.

I nodded, moving into him to kiss him. He moaned lightly as his lips opened up, and I felt his tongue searching for mine. Both of us breathed in deep as we got lost in the kiss, feeling like we hadn’t seen each other for a week rather than just this one day.

Then I pushed my hands on his chest and wriggled out of his arms. “Dinner should be ready!” I heard the sizzling of the vegetables and jumped down off him and scooted back into the kitchen. “Wine is poured!” I hollered back at him as I turned off the burner and grabbed the plates.

Joe came into the kitchen behind me and leaned on the island, a big smile on his face. “If I had’ve known I’d have dinner waiting for me I wouldn’t have eaten with my other boyfriend.”

“Oh ha ha.” I grinned, opening the oven door.

“You look very sexy in this kitchen right now.” He said starting at me as I took the oven mitts off my hands and handed him a plate.

“Let’s eat before you get any other ideas.”

He took the plate from me and put it down again, and pulled me into his body once again and laid a big deep kiss on me, lifting me off the ground. Once again I was lost in the size of his 6’4” frame, the solidness of his hard body as he gripped me tight, and the way he kissed. When I pulled back a bit, and took in his face, the smoothness of his cheeks, the way his brown eyes were staring into me, the little smile on his face, and the way his hands held me against him, I let out a little “Wow” in a breathless voice.

Joe squinted one eye and gave me a quick peck before letting me go and taking his plate. “I’ve still got it.” He giggled as he went for the food.

I smacked his ass as he went by and looked at his broad back as he piled on food onto his plate. I always felt so small next to Joe, as I wasn't an overly large guy at only 5’9”. Joe was the biggest guy I had ever met, and I’ve met a few. He glanced over his shoulder at me with that smile still. “Oh, did you want some?” he teased.

He moved out of the way and I took a plate. “Dining room mister. I poured us some wine.”

“Got it!” He said heading to the doorway of the dining room just off the kitchen.

It was the most casual normal thing to do, eat together, but it was also the first time I felt part of a serious relationship with someone. Someone I was living with. Someone who loved me back. Just me. No one else. And as we sat, laughed, talked, and just enjoyed being together, I studied every aspect of Joe. The way he held his utensils in his big hands as if he was eating at a fancy restaurant. The way he separated his food so it wasn’t touching. The way his leg kept finding mine under the table. The way his eyes watched me as I talked about my courses. The way his mouth moved as he talked about his day. The way he would lean back in his chair and just look at me, with a grin that spoke volumes and said what I was thinking.

This is what it means to be with someone who loves you completely.

So when his leg rubbed up against mine after dinner, and he gave me that look again that said “I love you” without any words, I got up from my chair and went over to him. He smiled wide and pushed his chair back a bit as I moved onto his lap and kissed him.

My hands roamed over his dress shirt, feeling his big pecs underneath. I moved my knees around his waist as he cupped my ass in his large hands, opening his mouth wider as our kiss intensified. He growled lowly and squeezed me tighter, pulling me into his body even more. His one hand moved up under my shirt, feeling my bare skin and making me moan at the touch. My hands moved up to his face, holding his cheeks, feeling the day’s stubble on his clean shaven face. And when my eyes opened, I saw his were too.

I stopped kissing him and smiled, seeing his eyes squint as he smiled too. “You know, I could get used to this.” He said softly. “It’s nice to come home to you.”

I kissed the tip of his nose, and rubbed my thumbs along his cheekbone. “Well, don’t expect this every night. I’m not some barefoot and pregnant housewife you know.”

Joe giggled. “Barefoot? Mmmm. And pregnant? Well, let’s work on that….” He opened his mouth and I took his bottom lip in between mine, feeling his mouth close down on my top lip. I squirmed on him, feeling my cock straining against my pants as it rubbed against my big man. And as Joe’s hand slid down into my pants, feeling my bare ass in my jock, he suddenly gave a louder growl.

“Oh you sexy boy,” He muttered in between kissing me. “I see you really liked your gift.” He stood up, keeping me in his arms, pushing the chair back from the table.

I wrapped my legs around him once again and stopped kissing him. “Where you going?” I raised my eyebrows at him. “Dinner isn’t over.” I teased.

Joe hesitated, and raised one eyebrow at me. “Right here?”

He smiled when I nodded, and then his mouth was on me again as he leaned over the table behind me and pushed the dishes forward, being careful not to tip over the wine glasses as he held me in one arm.

“I’ve always wanted to do this!” He giggled, clearing the table somewhat before setting my ass down on the end of it and pulling my shirt up and over my head fast.

“Take it off big guy!” I said, pulling the bottom of his shirt out of his pants as he started to unbutton it. Joe pulled his tie off quickly and started with the buttons as I grabbed the buckle of his belt and undid it, yanking the entire belt off him and tossing it to the side. “I want you naked!”

He took a step back from me and pulled his socks off as I undid my pants. We were both moving frantically, staring at each other as we stripped. As I undid my pants, Joe moved towards me again and grabbed the legs of my pants and pulled on them as I lifted my ass off the table, leaving me in just my jock with my legs dangling off the edge. Joe pulled his shirt off, his pants undone, the top of his black Calvins visible under his black dress pants, before he came at me again, kissing me hard.

I grabbed his pecs as he came at me, squeezing them hard as our mouths collided again in a passionate kiss. The feel of his bare upper body touching me just increasing the desire. I pulled his pants down over his round ass and felt him assisting as we continued to kiss.

“I thought about doing this exact thing all day!” He moaned as he stepped out of his pants, pulling me to the edge of the table to feel his erect cock smash against my abs.

“Me too!” I moaned as I reached between us to grab a hold of his meat. Our lips parted and I pushed him back slightly to see that glorious cock of his in my hand, looking exceptionally large and throbbing just now. I bent over and he moaned loudly as soon as I wrapped my lips around it. His big hands held my head as he slowly gyrated his hips into me, allowing me to take him deep down my throat as I sat on the edge of our dining room table.

I slobbered on it, milking it gently with my hand as I sucked him down, listening to the sounds he was making. I knew it wouldn’t take him long to want me.

So when he pulled back, and pushed me down flat on the table and grabbed my hips to bring me closer to him, I was ready too.

“You’re going to get it now,” he moaned as he pushed my legs back and brought his cock to my ass. I heard him spit like a beast, and felt his thumb rubbing around the material of my jock to my hole. He held the thin strip of white material sideways with one hand as his other hand guided his cock head to my entrance as I held my legs back. I stared up at him, this big muscled man standing naked in front of me in our dining room, ready to plunge into me on our table and fuck me for dessert.

“Fuck yeah Joe. Put it in me!” I begged, seeing his eyes drift up to mine as he split my ass open with his thick 9 inches of meat. After a day off yesterday, I was more than ready to take him. I grabbed my legs tighter and pulled them to my chest as he pushed his way in easily. Just like he belonged inside me.

“Fuuuuuuccccckkk!” I moaned as he slid in so slowly, letting me adjust to his thickness every inch of the way. I let my eyes close and flopped my head down on the table until I felt his hips against me.

“There you go baby. I’m home.” He whispered above me. I opened my eyes to see the chandelier hanging over me, before Joe’s handsome face appeared and we were kissing once again. He scooped his arms under my back to grab onto my shoulders and held me against him as he started to thrust. I grabbed the edges of the table to steady myself at first, but then realized I was safe in his arms. I relaxed into him, and moved my hands up his sides to his back and hung on to him, as he stood over the table making love to me.

His mouth was everywhere, my lips, my neck, my forehead, my shoulders, my chest…he didn’t stop kissing me or licking me as he steadily pounded me on that table. It was like I was a feast for this naked giant, bending over the table to taste me all over.

Joe stood up completely and grabbed my legs, lifting them up to his shoulder. In this position, my legs only reached to the top of his chest, where he held my feet by his chin and continued to pump my ass while looking down at me.

“You look so fucking amazing right now.” He said quietly, resting his hands on the soles of my feet. He was one to talk, as I looked at the mountain of muscle between my legs. My eyes trailed down his mighty chest, to his rippling abs as they worked with his hips in and out of me. My hands found the sides of his thighs visible on either side of my upturned legs and I grabbed him. I pulled at him, stretching my hands around to feel his ass clenching as he fucked me. I loved his ass.

“I love you Joe!” I moaned, squeezing the flesh of his ass as he continued his assault on me.

Joe’s eyes slowly closed. “Fuck I’m getting close.” I heard him say as he squeezed my legs to his chest in his arms and adjusted his footing for a harder pounding.

I pulled my cock out of my jock, freeing it at last from the confines and started to jerk, knowing Joe was ready. I wanted to cum with him, to explode together. And the way he was fucking me, it wasn’t going to take me long to get to the edge. Just looking at him could make me cum in a second.

I arched my back and pressed upwards against him, making him groan in approval and pound me harder. “Yeah fuck me!” I yelled, jerking my cock furiously. Joe let go of my legs and grabbed my ass, lifting me even more and making me gasp at the new angle his cock was attacking me. That did it.

I dug my fingers into his ass so deep as I felt the first rush of cum rising in me. “Ohhhh fuck!” I grunted, gritting my teeth and clenching my jaw as it surged through my cock and erupted out of the top, the first shot of cum spraying out and landing on my chin.

“Fuck yeah!” Joe yelled and plowed into me harder, the sounds of our bodies slapping together now louder and faster than ever before. “Here comes mine baby!” I heard him shout as I let more fly out of my cock in spasms as he held me in position tightly.

He grunted loud, and slammed into me, holding me still as he gushed out cum into my ass. His eyes locked on mine as he unloaded, giving another quick deep thrust making me grunt in return as I held my spent cock in my hand still and clutched his ass tight with my other hand. He gave a little shudder and thrusted into me once more in an even louder grunt, making sure every last drop of cum was out of him, and into me.

“Fuck!” He said, letting out a big puff of air, and pulled my ass towards him even more, his cock still hard inside me and punching further into me.

I groaned, and moved my hand off my cock to his chest as if to stop him from plunging in any deeper. He grabbed it and started to suck my fingers and thumb, licking off any cum I had on it with a lip-smacking satisfying sound.

We stayed still for a moment, each one taking the other in, catching our breaths, before Joe moved my legs open and leaned over me to kiss me, gently lifting me off the table and into his arms upright. Fuck he was strong, I thought as I hung on to his massive body.

“Now THAT,” he whispered into my ear as he held me up, still impaled on his cock, “was the best dinner I’ve ever had.”

I squeezed my ass, making him give a little gasp of delight and grabbing my ass in his big hands to lift me up and off his cock. It still felt huge as he pulled out, and I hoped that his cum didn’t spill out of me as I stretched my legs out to touch the floor.

Joe smacked my ass and took a step back, surveying the scene. I turned to see the placemat in a bunch on the table, dishes sideways, but thankfully, no mess and nothing broken!

Both of us looked at each other for a moment before we both started laughing, looking around at our clothes scattered everywhere. “We need a housekeeper.” Joe mumbled as he bent down to pick up the first article of clothing at his feet, which turned out to be my pants. I took them from him when the doorbell rang.

Both of us froze, me in my white jockstrap, Joe in nothing and gave each other a look. From where we were standing, we were obscured from the front door and side window, so I stepped into my pants quickly and peered around the wall, to see a familiar figure at the front door.

“It’s your sister!” I whispered, giggling.

“Shit!” Joe whispered back, bending down to gather clothes. “What is she doing here!” I grabbed my shirt from his hands and quickly pulled it over my head.

“I’ll get it, take your clothes and go to the bedroom!” I laughed as I watched him, naked, gather up his things and playfully run quietly down the hallway to our room. I watched his ass go, admiring it as I straightened myself up a bit and answered the door.

“Hey!” I said, holding the door open and seeing Julia’s big smile as she held a large tinfoil covered casserole dish in her hands. She stepped in to get out of the cold and handed it to me.

“Hi Brian! Welcome home!” She hugged me as soon as I took the dish, and closed the door behind me. “I made an extra lasagna tonight – Joe’s favourite – so I brought it over for you guys. I was going to come by sooner to see you, but Joe told me to stay away for a few days.” She nudged me as she looked around the house. She spoke fast, and loud. “Where is the big dummy?”

I looked down the hallway, listening to the sounds of drawers as Joe was probably frantically getting dressed. “He’s just changing from work.” I lifted the casserole dish up, smelling the lasagna. It was one of my favourites too and this one smelled unbelievable. And it was still hot. “Did you just make this?”

Julia nodded, peering down at me, as if that was a stupid question. “I told Joe I’d come by this week, but he keeps putting me off.” She grinned at me. “Wants you all to himself I suppose.”

“I heard that!” Joe’s voice came from down the hallway, making us both turn our heads in that direction. Julia just laughed and hollered back at him.

“I hope you’re not keeping him prisoner!”

I took that as my cue to bring the lasagna into the kitchen, noticing the disarrayed table in the dining room as I walked past. “Are you staying? Do you want a drink or something?” I asked politely as I disappeared into the kitchen.

Julia stayed by the door. “No, not staying…” She started to say as Joe came down the hallway talking over top of her.

“She never stays so why start now!” I could hear his laughter and then the sounds of them hugging. I came back into the main area and saw them at the door, Joe towering over her in his dark blue Adidas gym pants and white t-shirt. “Is that your lasagna I smell?”

She slapped his stomach. “It is. Make sure you share with Brian.”

Joe looked over his shoulder at me with a grin. “I share. Mostly.”

Joe’s hair was a little askew, and his face looked a little flushed from our previous activities. I wondered suddenly what I looked like, and tried to fix my hair a bit as I leaned against the wall listening to them. But my eyes wandered down to Joe’s big bare feet, and I got lost in thinking about just how lucky I was. Being here with him. I could feel the smile spreading on my face as I watched the brother and sister gabbing at the front door, until Julia waved goodbye and Joe closed the door behind her.

He peered out the side window of the door watching her leave, giving another wave before turning to me and moving fast to me, picking me up in his arms and kissing my neck as he carried me into the kitchen. “THAT was a close one!” He giggled, setting me down in front of him. His big hands moved up my arms and he looked down at me. “But seriously, thank you. Best welcome home from work yet.”

I grinned. “So far.” I hugged him tight, burying my face into his shirt, nuzzling my nose in between his meaty pecs. I felt his hands around me, pulling me into him tightly.

“I guess this means I have to clean up.” He mumbled into the top of my head.

I stepped back, and patted his ass lightly. “Sounds fair. Come find me when you’re all finished.” I winked, and teasingly walked away from him.

I heard a low growl as I disappeared around the corner, making me smile wide, knowing he was ready for another round.