Summer Landscaping Bonus

Only a day later, Monday, and I find myself alone at my “home” with my mom and her husband. Two days before Christmas. Yet I’d rather be with my man, at his home. Our home.

Joe drove me to my parents’ house Sunday afternoon after our late morning play. My mom was happy to see me, and my stepfather gave a slight smile at least. We didn’t have much in common, and I tended to shy away from him. He was a skinny weaselly type of guy, only a few inches taller than me. Joe could break him in half easily.

We did have a nice dinner on Sunday, and I disappeared to my room to unpack and settle in and get a few things ready, including Joe’s Christmas gift that I had to wrap. My mom left me alone eventually, and around 9pm I picked up the phone and called Joe.

“You miss me already?” His deep voice purred on the other end after our obligatory hellos.

I laid back on my bed and smiled. “I missed you as soon as you drove away.” I mumbled.

Joe laughed and I could picture him sitting in his living room sitting on his couch, watching TV with the phone in his left hand. “Well no jerking off mister. Save that cum for me.”

I inhaled deeply and tried to adjust my growing cock. It was going to be hard to NOT stroke out a load tonight, all alone in my bed with only my thoughts of my big muscled man not too far away. “You sure I can’t just come back tonight?” I teased.

“I wish.” He sighed, and there was a moment of silence as we both thought the same thing. “You know,” he eventually said, “One of these days you’re going to have to tell your parents about where you are staying.”

“They don’t care.”

“But you do.” He said quickly. “So tell them, and then you won’t have to stay there at all.” Another moment’s silence passed. “And you can just live here, with me.”

My heart was pounding. I swallowed hard. “Are you serious?” I tried to make my voice sound calm and normal, but it may have gone up an octave or two.

Joe laughed slightly. “Of course I’m serious. I want us to be together all the time.”

I breathed out at last, realizing I was holding my breath as he talked. “I want that too.” I pictured his 6’4” frame curled up on the couch and wondered if he was in his sweats and tee, barefoot watching some sports game and sipping a scotch.

He loved scotch. And after a couple, he loved loving me even more.

I pulled off my socks and stretched out on the bed. “I wish I was still there with you. I’d be snuggled up right beside you.”

Joe gave a low growl. “You know I love that.”

“You know I love you.” I couldn’t stop smiling. “And I can’t wait for this Christmas to be with you.”

“Are you still going to be able to come over Christmas morning at some point?”

I had promised Joe that I was going to come by after our morning ritual. I told my mom I had to make an appearance at a friend’s house to exchange gifts. Wasn’t totally a lie. I just left out the getting fucked by my beast of a man part.

“Yes. I’ll call you when I’m leaving.” I cooed into the phone.

Joe took in a deep breath. “I’m not sure I can wait till Wednesday.”

I giggled. “Maybe you can sneak over before then. My mom mentioned that she was going shopping tomorrow. I may have the house to myself as I won’t have a car to use!”

“Mmmmm,” Joe moaned. “Say when and I’ll come over.”

I laughed. “Deal.”

Only I wasn’t sure if he was kidding or teasing. But the following day, my mom did announce that she and my stepfather Walt had to head to the mall for a few hours to finish up some stuff. Typical, two days before Christmas and she wasn’t done shopping. The second she left though, I called Joe.

Ten minutes later, Joe was knocking on my front door.

Even though I had just seen him 24 hours before, I missed him already, as did he by the way he came in and grabbed me as soon as the front door closed, kissing me like a long-lost love. His scruffy face was cold from the winter, his nose the coldest as our lips met and our tongues found their home again. I literally jumped into his arms, his bulky winter coat getting in my way. Joe held me easily as we made out at my parents’ front door.

“Wanna go back to our place?” He raised his eyebrows with a knowing look. The mention of “our house” not lost on me.

I gave a wicked grin. “I think you need to come in and fuck me in my childhood bed.”

Joe gave a wild animal sound and started kicking off his boots with me still in his arms. “Show me the way you naughty boy!”

I giggled and pointed to the stairs, Joe’s mouth on me once again as we made our way towards my bedroom. He bounced off the walls as we got to the top, and I pulled at his coat to steer him towards my bedroom door. He stepped inside, kicking the door closed with his socked foot and plopped me down on the bed.

Our clothes started flying off quickly, from Joe’s coat and sweater, to my own pants and shirt, until we were completely naked, our erections standing out as Joe climbed onto the bed, kissing his way up my smooth muscled body to my lips once again. His physique took up much of my double bed, and I rolled over onto my back to my favourite position as Joe moved over me, holding himself up on his hands so as not to crush me.

I hooked my legs around his and wrapped my arms around his arms to hang onto his massive shoulders as he bent over me and kissed me. I could feel his cock grinding against me, which only increased my need to kiss him deeper.

Suddenly he stopped and pulled back, staring at me with a sly smile, holding my head in his one hand. He turned to look around my bedroom, and then turned back to me. “So this is your bedroom.”

I smiled and wriggled a bit under him for a better hold on him.

“And how many people have you had in this bed with you?” He asked with a slight smile and a raised eyebrow as he came back in to kiss.

But as I thought about his question, it caused me to turn away from his lips, suddenly remembering that I had only one person here in my bed. I squirmed under Joe, and he stopped right away when I didn’t return his kiss.

“What? I didn’t mean anything by it…” he started to say.

I moved under him, pulling myself upward as he pushed himself up, moving up onto his knees looking down at me, his cock still at full mast yearning to get inside me. “No it’s not that. I haven’t had many that’s for sure.”

Joe sat back on his heels and put his hands on his thighs looking at me curiously. I curled up into a ball at the head of my bead and hung onto my legs. I sat staring at Joe’s naked muscled figure, but I wasn’t seeing him.

Joe crawled towards me, his arm coming to my shoulder and pulling me into him to his side. The feel of his body next to mine brought me back and I snuggled into him. “What’s going on in that head of yours Brian?” he asked softly, my head on his solid chest as he put his other big arm around me. I crawled up into his lap like a little boy. Joe shifted and sat back, leaning against the headboard and the wall as he hugged me tight.

I inhaled sharply and let out a deep long breath. I had my ear to Joe’s big chest, and I could hear his heart beating steadily as the few scatterings of hair across his chest tickled my cheeks. My left hand moved up to play with his right nipple absentmindedly, as his big hand slowly rubbed my arm and my back.

Joe leaned down and kissed the top of my head. “Did I do something wrong?” He said quietly.

I looked up quickly at his thick furrowed brows, his lips pursed slightly as he looked down at me intently. “No, it’s not you. I’m sorry, it’s just…” I hesitated, not knowing what to say. “I haven’t told anyone this.” I played with the outline of Joe’s abs as I tried to find the words.

Joe’s big hand moved to my neck and he gave it a little squeeze as he always did. “You don’t have to say anything. But I’m right here.” He kissed the top of my head again and let his head rest beside it. “You’re safe.”

I closed my eyes and squeezed him tight, feeling his scruffy chin on my forehead. “I’ve only had one person in this bed with me.” I swallowed hard and took another deep breath in. “Just one. A man.” I could feel Joe’s arms tighten around me, as if he was anticipating what I was going to say.

“It’s okay Brian. You don’t have to tell me anything.” Joe said above me softly.

I ran my fingers along his abs again. “It didn’t end well.” I said quietly. I could feel his thumb slowly moving up and down my neck. “I’ve tried to forget him, but it’s still so hard. I thought I was in love with him.”

Joe’s thumb stopped and I could feel his entire body tense as I continued.

“He was my first.” I sat up and looked up at Joe, who was watching me silently. His big brown eyes were locked on mine the minute I met his gaze. I lifted my leg up and moved over him, straddling him. Joe shifted, and sat up a bit, holding onto me the entire time as I moved into this new position. “I spent the last few years trying to figure out what love really is.” My hands moved across Joe’s chest and I could feel my erection returning.

Joe’s hand moved up and down my sides slowly, his handsome face looking at me with a slight smile. “Forget about him Brian.”

I nodded. “I wish I could, but he creeps into my thoughts every now and then and I can’t shake him.” I leaned over and found Joe’s lips with mine. It was a soft kiss, slow, and our eyes were open. When I pulled back, Joe was smiling wide. “But I do know what love is now.”

Joe groaned and his hands started moving a bit more purposely along my back. “Yes you do.” He sat up and wrapped me around his body, moving my legs so I was sitting on his lap. “And I’m never going to hurt you.” He pulled me into his body tight and kissed me, hard. “And we don’t have to talk about anyone. Right now, I’m your man.”

I crossed my legs behind him as our chests pressed together. I could hear his breathing increase as the passion took over. And I forgot all about my baseball coach immediately, wrapped in the arms of the first man who truly loved me.

My cock was hard again, and I could feel Joe’s nine incher poking underneath me as we continued to kiss. His mitts found their way to my ass, and he moved me over him. “You ready for me?” He whispered in my mouth.

“Yes.” I moaned out.

He brought his hand to his mouth and spit into it, returning it to under me and lubing the tip of his dick. I did the same and smeared my saliva at my eager ass before lowering myself down onto the mushroom head of my man. Our foreheads were pressed together as I eased myself down on him, feeling the welcome invasion of his thick shaft spear into me.

I sat back on him completely, letting out a moan as we stared at each other. Joe’s face was lost in pleasure as he watched me move, enjoying his cock and letting me simply ride him. “Yeah baby. Enjoy it.” He moaned quietly to me, his hands resting on my ass as I worked it up and down on him.

I was suddenly overtaken by him, his huge body sitting on my bed in front of me, his muscles tight as he felt my ass clench his dick as I fucked myself on it. I was smiling now, no thought whatsoever about Steve any longer as this big man sat under me.

I rode him for a while slowly. Joe watched me the entire time, his eyes never leaving mine as if he was studying every flicker in them. It was very erotic to be watched like this, as if he was ensuring I was feeling every inch of him. My hands clutched at his pecs as I bounced on him, feeling the head of his dick punching my insides under my control. “God I love you Joe.” I groaned out.

He moved quickly then, lifting me up as he propelled himself forward, grabbing my neck and repositioning me onto my back at the foot of the bed as he maneuvered on top of me. His cock never left my ass.

I pulled my legs back at the knees as he spread his legs and grabbed my ankles, humping his hips forward rhythmically into me causing my mouth to open in loud moans. Joe smiled and he leaned over me, letting go of my ankles and placing his big hands on either side of my head, really digging his cock into me.

“I love you so much Brian.” Joe slid his arms under me, pulling me into a kiss as he enveloped me completely with his body. He was now fucking me deep, and I was loving it.

I held the back of his head while our foreheads remained glued together. Every ounce of me was on fire for this man. Our eyes were locked as I felt him moving in and out of me, igniting my insides. “Don’t stop.” I groaned, letting my hands slide down his thick neck to his rippling back muscles and down to his ass. I pulled my legs up even more, locking my ankles around him as I grabbed his ass and pulled him into me even more.

“Yeah baby.” Joe groaned and found my mouth with his again, letting his tongue probe into my mouth. “Hang on to my ass.”

I could feel his glutes flexing as he pumped his hips into me. Joe’s mouth moved down my chin, to my neck as he continued. My hands were squeezing his ass tight.

“Fuck Brian, I’m cumming.” He moaned softly and didn’t let up until he did, grunting softly near my face, unloading his entire wad deep in me.

“Don’t move.” I moaned when he stopped. I reached in between us and grabbed my cock and started jerking my cock, pushing my ass against his hips to keep that sensation of his cock still buried inside me.

He kissed my lips, stroked my hair, and held his body over me as I stroked. “I’m your man Brian. Always.” He whispered.

I arched my back when I heard his deep voice in my ear say those words and ropes of cum started spewing out of me. It hit his chest before landing on my own, and I jerked till I was exhausted and breathless.

Joe pulled me into him and lowered himself down lightly on me, his muscled body covering mine, my cum squishing between us. Joe’s cock still lodged inside me.

“Oh my God.” I let out in a long breath. Joe groaned in my ear and hugged me tight.

“This bed is way too small.” He groaned. “I don’t know how you sleep on all these little beds.” He giggled.

I smacked his ass. “Have you seen me? I don’t need a giant bed like you.”

He pressed his face into my neck and laughed. “You do now. I take up a lot of room!” With that he moved backward and let his cock slide out of me and flopped over onto his side. I immediately rolled over onto my side and snuggled into his massive body, pressing my smaller frame into his muscles and feeling the safety in his strong body. He must have sensed what I was feeling as I hugged him tight, and buried my face in between his pecs. “You okay?” he asked quietly, his hand moving up and down my back lightly.

I nodded in his chest, but said nothing as I held him, and he held me back. He bent his knee up and I slid my leg in between and we just laid there, silently, holding one another.

A few minutes later, Joe cleared his throat. “You know, we do have our own place we could be doing this all day long.” I started to giggle as he continued. “Or else I’m going to cramp up in this tiny bed and won’t be able to jump out the window when your mother comes home.”

I punched his pec and pulled away from him, trying to hide the tears on my face but Joe noticed right away and sat up.

“Are you okay?” He held my arm and stopped me from getting off the bed.

I smiled through the tears. “Yes, I am.” I looked at his pleading brown puppy dog look. “It’s just that…” I stopped, trying to put into words what I was feeling. “It’s just that I now understand what love should be.”

Joe smiled and leaned in to kiss me softly. “Good. Me too.” I hugged him, wrapping my arms around his neck and resting my face against his rock-hard shoulder. “I love you more than anything Brian.” He whispered in my ear. “I’m never going to hurt you, I promise. So forget him, he’s gone.”

I nodded into him again, smelling him, holding him, and loving the sensation of his enormous body surrounding mine.

“And I want you to live with me. In between semesters.” He said quietly. “No more hiding. My family knows, so now it’s your turn.”

I looked up at him and smiled. “You’re right.”

I let out a big sigh. I felt safe in Joe’s arms. Safe, and loved.