Summer Landscaping Bonus

Saturday morning, on the 21st of December, Joe announced we were going on a road trip. He didn’t tell me much, just said we were heading up north a bit for a drive and he wanted to show me something.

I had woken in his arm, lying naked beside him. I was curled up to his side, Joe on his back. His one arm under me as I slept on his bicep. When I peered over, Joe was awake and looking at me, his other hand lightly touching my shoulder. I had rolled over and snuggled into him and was ready to pounce on him when he asked me to take a drive with him.

“Where to?” I asked, laying my head on his right pec.

“I want to take you somewhere. Just trust me.” He kissed me hard and got out of bed. I watched his perfect naked ass head to the washroom and heard the shower turn on. I followed him in and joined him in there, showering each other and enjoying our hard cocks with lots of touching and making out, but he told me to save my load for later.

If there was one thing in the world I loved, it was being wet and naked in a shower with Joe.

He made us a quick breakfast before we headed out dressed in our winter gear: boots, jeans, thick winter coats, even hats and gloves. Joe looked sexy as hell, letting his beard grow in over the last few days to a scruffy dark look. His brown eyes peered at me under his grey hat as we pulled out of his driveway.

We talked about life as we headed north, stopping for a coffee once along the way. Just sitting beside him, holding his hand every now and then as he drove, watching the world whiz by us, was enough for me. I traced the veins on his hand with my thumb as we chatted, catching glimpses of his handsome profile and wide smile as I stared at him. And when he would look over at me from the road, and his eyes met mine, I could see them lighten up even more every time and his teeth would show. I was glad to see him so happy again.

Two hours in I started to moan “Are we there yet?”

He giggled as he pulled off the highway. “We are actually, keep your pants on!”

I reached over and slid my hands over his crotch. “You like me better with my pants off!”

He shot me a wicked grin and held my hand on his crotch. “On or off you’re still sexy as hell!” He pulled my hand up to his lips and kissed the back of it, before returning it to the middle of the seat and held it tight as he returned to his quiet state.

We were in a large town, one I had never been in before. Joe told me this was the town his parents first moved to after coming over from Italy in the 60s right after they were married. They had lived here for a number of years, having both Julia and Joe here before moving to my hometown just before Joe started high school. Joe added that his parents moved back out this way after Julia got married and retired not far from this town, about an hour away.

“So, is this the way you go when you visit your folks?” I asked, checking out the familiar brand name stores through a main area.

“I stay on the highway and bypass this.” He pointed to an elementary school down one of the side streets. “That was my school till I was in Grade 6.” He was still holding my hand on the seat. I looked out the window at the typical looking school building, then back at Joe as he craned his neck to see it. He looked excited, and the way he was gripping my hand, I could tell this was something he was enjoying sharing with me.

He turned a few corners and we found ourselves heading a bit away from the busy areas to a more secluded spot.

“Here we are.” He said quietly, pulling into a large entrance to a cemetery.

I felt my heart rate increase as the silence overcame us.

“Joe?” I asked quietly.

He didn’t speak, and when I looked at him, he had that determined look on his face when he was concentrating. He was biting his lower lip, and his eyes did not meet mine. He made a few turns silently, still clutching my hand tightly while he drove with the other one. I looked at his straight nose in profile, watched his eyes dart around as he navigated to where he needed to go. And then he slowed down, peered over the steering wheel and nodded.

“This is the spot.” He said quietly and looked over at me. His eyes were glistening, but he maintained a happy grin. “Come on.” He kissed my hand again and then released it, opening his door and stepping outside, grabbing his gloves beside him on the way out.

I sat still for a minute, and then opened the door, putting my gloves on and stepping out onto the snow-covered ground.

Joe was moving to the front of his truck towards what looked like a new gravestone a few rows up. Even from where I was standing at the front of his truck, I could read the large print of his last name on it. “Donato.”

He was standing in front of it, with his head lowered looking at the stone as I crunched up behind him. “Anna Maria Donato” it read.

“I wanted you to meet my mother.” He said after a big intake of air. “So here we are.”

I moved closer beside him. He had his hands in his coat pocket and was just staring ahead at the gravestone. He gave a little smile, and he laughed a bit. “She would have loved you.”

He knelt down in a squatting position and wiped away the snow from the top of the stone and cleaned off the front. “This is him Ma. Brian.” He said softly. “He’s the one.”

I felt hot tears glide down my cold cheeks as I watched him looking at the stone. Talking to it.

“I wanted you to meet him in person.” Joe didn’t look at me but remained focused on saying this out loud. “He’s the one I am in love with. He’s the one. You always said that I deserved someone special, and…well…you were always right.” His big brown watery eyes looked over at me and he smiled through his tears. “Ma, this is Brian.”

Joe held out his gloved hand to me and I moved closer to him. He moved me around to sit on his outstretched leg, holding me against him as he squatted in front of his mother’s grave. I couldn’t speak. All I could do was rest my head against him and let the tears fall down my face.

“I’m gay Ma, and Brian is the one for me. I found him, just like you said I would if I would just be myself.” Joe looked up at me with a big wide grin. “My mother was always right. I think deep down she knew.” He said softly to me. “I just wish you could have met her.”

I leaned over and kissed him softly. I could taste my own tears along with his. Outside in the cold winter air, in the middle of a cemetery, squatting in front of a gravestone, I had the most romantic kiss of my life.

“I love you.” I managed to say, before burying my head into his neck, feeling the warmth of him and his big arms around me.

He stood up and lifted me up with him, easily, into his arms. I wrapped my legs around him, not caring who was around or who was watching, and just hugged him. We stood there for a long time, silently. I didn’t lift my face from his neck for a while.

“I had to bring you here personally. I hope that was okay.” He finally said to me, his deep voice penetrating through me and bringing me to my senses.

I leaned back and wriggled out of his arms and let him put me down in front of him. I looked up at him, his brown eyes looking down at me squinting against the brightness of the snow.

“Of course it was okay. I can’t even begin to explain how I feel…” He pulled me in tight again and let his head rest on top of mine.

“I love you Brian. So much.” He squeezed me tight. We stood side by side, his arm around me for a little while, until his voice broke the silence. “Now let’s get back in the truck because I’m freezing my nuts off.” He giggled, trying to lighten the mood. I wiped my eyes as the big lug pulled me along. I clung on to him around the waist, my head still buried against him as he walked me back. I should have been the one holding him up as he only lost his mother less than two months ago, but here I was the blubbering mess.

He walked me to the passenger side and opened the truck door like a gentleman. I watched him close the door, give me a wink and walk in front of his truck with a content look on his face. When he got back behind the wheel, he turned completely sideways to face me.

He leaned over and kissed me tenderly, letting it bloom into a full blown deep soulful kiss. His big hand moved up to my face and held me against the palm of his hand. He smiled at me, his nose playfully brushing up against mine. “I’m happy you met my mom.” He shifted in his seat and turned the truck on.

We bumped along the grassy part of the roadway in the cemetery to turn around. A wave of emotion hit me suddenly, as I realized how much this meant to Joe. I took a deep breath in and tried to hide it, but Joe knew me so well already. He reached over and put his hand on my neck and gave it a squeeze. That was all he needed to do to tell me without words he knew what I was thinking.

He let his hand slide down my shoulder until it rested on the inside of my upper thigh. I looked down at his giant hand on my leg, realizing how big it was and how much of my thigh it covered. I put both my hands on top of it, and held his thick fingers tight as he pulled out of the cemetery and towards the highway. Neither of us needed to say anything; we just held each other like this and started to drive back home.

We stopped for lunch along the way back at a popular chain restaurant to have a quick sit-down meal together. Sitting across from him, eating with him, laughing with him felt normal and amazing. I found myself staring at every inch of him I could see under his clothes, from his thick manly fingers, to his muscular forearms showing from his rolled up sleeves, to the way his neck moved as he talked and turned. We even managed to link our legs under the table discreetly. But it was his eyes on me that kept taking my breath away.

“How long till we get home?” I asked as the bill arrived, and I grabbed it.

He snatched it back from me. “Don’t even think about it, Mr. Starving Student. Besides this was my trip!” He pulled out his wallet and fished for some bills to throw down before those eyes gazed at me again. “About 40 minutes from here.”

I leaned over the table. “Good.” I smiled, making it contagious as Joe’s face began to light up.

“Why?” He asked, leaning back in the booth and adjusting his bulge.

I raised an eyebrow and took one last sip from the straw in my drink.

“Oh don’t you worry little man. You’re getting it as soon as we get home.” He said, lowering his voice. The server arrived causing him to blush a bit, and he leaned forward to hide his big crotch.

I stretched my legs out under the table and rubbed his calf with my boot, causing a little reaction in his face and his eyes met mine again with a wicked grin as the server stood over us.

She took the money and the bill and Joe grabbed his coat. When he stood up, I noticed the sizeable bulge in his jeans which he quickly hid with his coat as we walked outside.

I think Joe drove a little faster to get home. He resumed his position in the truck with his hand resting on my thigh and my hands holding onto his big hand. Except his hand did move a lot more on my leg the closer we got to his house. He was squeezing my leg more, moving his thumb along my hand, and even rubbing my thigh and crotch in a tantalizing manner. I was hard the entire way home.

As soon as we pulled into our driveway and the truck was off, I was out the door and playfully jumped onto his back as he headed for the front door. I climbed onto him piggy-back style and he let me, carrying me like this on his back to the door laughing.

“Down you horny fucker. I have to take a leak first!” He laughed as I hugged him tightly against his back. My face was in his hair and neck, and I was already kissing the back of him.

“Hurry up!” I shouted, as I slipped downwards onto the floor.

Joe kicked his boots off and threw his coat on me as he went to the washroom, allowing me time to kick off my boots and hang up our coats. I moved into the bedroom and stripped down to nothing and jumped on the bed, laying on my stomach.

I heard the toilet flush and Joe rounded the corner with his pants undone and saw me. “You in a hurry?” He growled, peeling off his outer shirt first, then his undershirt to reveal that fantastic sculpted chest of his which did look bigger to me. I watched him open his jeans more, and he pushed them down, stepping out of them. He pulled off his socks, and then shoved his underwear down and climbed over me on the bed and smothered me with his naked body.

He wrapped his arms around my neck and pressed himself on top of me behind me. I closed my eyes and let out a satisfying groan as his body and weight surrounded me. His mouth started kissing my neck, and soon it was at my ear.

“I love you so fucking much Brian.” He moaned in my ear. “I never thought I could feel like this for anyone.” His cock was hard and already pulsing at my ass. He was moving ever so slightly, trying to work it into my cheeks.

I grabbed his forearms and held him tight against me, feeling like a wild animal with my man behind me. “You’re incredible you know that?” I turned my head slightly, and his mouth found mine. “I think I’m more in love with you after today.”

He nuzzled his head down and into my shoulder and neck and breathed deep. His body felt so good on me, so hard and powerful. I opened my legs a bit and he took the hint and moved in between me, letting one of his big legs push me open more. He leaned over sideways and grabbed his hard cock and slapped it on my ass cheek.

“You want this buddy?” He growled above me.

I wiggled my ass in response. “You know I do.” I purred.

He chuckled and slapped my ass a couple more times with it. He reached up and opened the nightstand and grabbed the bottle of lube and I heard it squirt out, some of it landing on my ass. He slapped my ass again and I could feel his dick was now slick, ready for me. “Good, cause I can’t wait any longer to be inside you.” He growled. “Do you feel how hard you make me….” He whispered, rubbing his cock between my cheeks and probing in to find the spot.

I moaned and started kissing the hair on his forearm as I spread my other leg wider. His cock head slapped against my hole and it twitched.

He playfully teased my hole with his lubed cock, pressing in a bit before pulling back, his one arm still under my neck as he held me down on the bed with the weight of his big body ready to spear me like a dog from behind. I could hear him breathing above me as his cock became more determined to spread my ass open. “I could fuck you all day long.” He moaned into my neck.

“I know the feeling.” I groaned back as I felt the pressure of his dick against my opening. “I want you all the time!”

He reached around me and found my mouth, kissing me hard. His beard felt rough against my face in a welcome way as I felt his power and strength take hold of me as he lustfully kissed me. I breathed in deep as his tongue wrestled with mine, and the slick tip of his dick forced its way in, making me gasp in pleasure in his mouth and kiss him harder.

He held himself still as I let him open me up, and he gently pushed more in slowly, letting me take another inch. “How’s that feel baby?” He murmured in my ear, licking and kissing the side of my face.

“Like you belong there.” I moaned back, arching a bit and craning my neck to get at his tongue again. I could hear his groan as our mouths locked on each other again and he pushed another few inches into me.

He pulled me up backwards, arching my back while pressing my lower half onto the mattress, his arm around my neck in a loving way as he sunk the rest of his shaft into me, piercing my guts with his thick 9 inches of meat. He continued pushing, as if he couldn’t get in far enough. Grunts escaped me as he moved above me into a pushup stance and started to slowly fuck me.

I held onto his thick wrists as he started pumping in me. When I closed my eyes, I thought of him crouching at the cemetery and seeing him talking to his mother. I moaned as his cock filled me physically, while the thoughts I had for this man washed over me, and my insides fired up. My heart was racing as I let the sensation of him deep inside me course through me. I moaned loudly as slowly thrust in me, and I turned sideways, lifting my leg up. He went up on his toes, now in a complete push up and thrust into me deeper and harder than before, the sounds of his big body slamming against mine filled our bedroom.

Our bedroom was the thought I had as I rolled over completely, turning to face him on my back and pulling him into me deeper. I looked up at his eyes on me, those big brown eyes that were twinkling at me as he remained in his push up position humping into me.

“Come here you.” I groaned as I pulled him towards me. He lowered himself downwards and kissed me, feeling the weight of him once again consume me and push me into the mattress. I lifted both legs behind my knees and let him wriggle in between me, scooping me up under his arms and bending me in half.

Slowly he fucked me, making out with me just as gently. I wrapped my arms around his big naked body and let myself drift away in the feeling of him holding me and filling me.

“I love you so much Joe.” I moaned as our foreheads touched and he continued his rhythmic pumping.

“I’m yours Brian.” His breath was on me, increasing now as he fucked me with more deliberate thrusts. “I’m all yours.”

I dug my fingers into his back and scratched deep, pulling him into me and spreading my legs wider. “Cum in me.” I grunted in his ear, before I licked and bit it. This made him growl, and the determination set in.

He pulled me in tighter and started to pound me. “You feel so good. My cock was made for this ass.” He grunted as he drilled me. I hung on, screaming in pleasure now as the bed squeaked under us.

I reached in between us and started pulling on my cock as it was aching to be relieved.

“Yeah, cum with me baby.” He moaned as he watched me jerking hard.

“Tell me when.” My eyes were locked on his, my mouth open. He let a gob of spit drop into it and I swallowed it happily as he fucked me hard now. I studied his face as he pounded me, watching every squint and flash of pleasure overtake him. And when the side of his mouth turned upward, I knew it was rising in him.

“Yeah I’m cumming baby.” He grunted. “Gonna fill this ass deep.”

I arched and started jerking hard. “Yeah come on big guy! Give it to me!” I heard myself yelling as his face changed to a frown and he started to explode.

I came with him, shuddering under him as he started to yell loudly that he was cumming, arching his back and really slamming into me. The headboard was banging against the wall as this powerhouse of a man pounded my ass, my own cum flying across my chest and covering me in my own seed.

Joe collapsed on top of me in a sweaty hungry kiss. His hands were on me, his cock still throbbing inside my walls as he moaned and groaned in a deep kiss. I didn’t want to let go.

Ever.