The Moving Man

Avi was exhausted from what has been a perpetual cycle of packing and cleaning, for which he has endured all day long. He lay on his bed, glancing at the pristine, white ceiling and wondering when will this end. He sat up to examine his accomplishments.

“I have one…two… three boxes.” He whispered and sighed.

All around him were things all scattered, from clothes to photos, all his possession that he has accumulated over the years. He knew he could not take everything, so he had to make important decisions to discard some of his things. Yet, as he threw things into the throw pile, he could not help feeling a sense of guilt for trashing something he had at a time when he was so happy. He thought to himself that he must be a hoarder, and that he was quite empathetic to how they felt when they have to discard objects that have a place in their life.

A glistening reflection of light caught Avi’s attention, he stood up and walked over to the source of the light. He picked up what seems to be a card, he turned the object only to reveal that it was his seventeenth birthday card given to him by his mother. He examined its tough, matte exterior which was powdered in a glistening neon green, metallic glitter. The card adorned with the words, ‘You’re Finally Seventeen!’. Avi gently rubbed the card, feeling its rough texture that felt like he was buffing the coarsest sand paper. This was not just a card but a memory of him stepping on a monumental milestone, what had seemed like yesterday was no more than a distant memory four months ago.

“Avi!” yelled a feminine voice.

The voice reverberated from downstairs, booming upstairs and making its way into the ears of a person in deep thought. It was enough to snap Avi back into reality and into a place that is in the present, this made him let out a painful sigh. He threw his card into the throw pile and walked downstairs to find the voice that had called for him. He walked downstairs, his feet throbbing in pain from the days’ worth of work and having to forcefully place one leg after the other. He came into the kitchen to find a petite woman scurrying around, quickly placing plates and glasses into a box. This was a woman who was tired, from her untidy strands of black hair dangling from her fringe. To her jet, black pupils which were as dark as the circles around her weathered eyes.

“Yes, Mom. What is it that you need?” Avi questioned respectfully, yet in exhaustion.

He knew his mother was a person who is working through exhaustion and pain, yet she has to continue or else they will overstay their moving deadline. For she is the nurturer, but also a leader who had to guide and protect her small family of three from the cruelty of life. Avi’s father abandoned his family after revealing an affair, a moment in his mother’s life that sent her spiralling into a pit of abyss. This place was a dark place, a horrendous place and it took her a long time to come out.

“Honey, the moving men will be here soon. Quickly bring down your boxes and make sure your room is all cleared.” relayed the exhausted woman.

Avi did not say a word, he turned back and knew that the enormous task is still waiting for him upstairs. He rushed through the process and didn’t even care that he was throwing very sentimental things into the trash. His cognitive brain went to sleep due to exhaustion and he was only running on fear, the fear of not finishing to pack his things and creating another obstacle in his mother’s life. Eventually, he was able to tape up the last box and it was a huge relief. This was a moment he should have celebrated but he was just too tired, his mind and body longed for a bed to recover and regenerate. Yet Avi knew it was not over, he had to take the arduous journey of taking all six boxes down stairs.

Before he could make the slightest movement, an intense barrage of knocks had caused the front door to tremble aggressively. Avi left his boxes and walked downstairs to investigate the source of the sound, his mind was racing on who it may be. Avi reached the door and there was a moment of silence, a moment for Avi to grasp the reality of the situation. As he looked back, he saw the piles of boxes stacked up and the emptiness reeked in every single room. He opened the door to find two men standing, one of whom held a clipboard and the other stood with his arm folded. They both wore what looked like a uniform, with a black, tight polo shirt tucked neatly into their tawny chino pants. The tightness of their shirts moulded around their muscles, covering every crevasse and raising every hill. A black hat with the logo of the company sat on top of their head, accompanied with a rough five o’clock shadow sprawled across the lower side of their face.

Avi’s eyes kept drifting towards the man who stood behind with his arm folded, like a luminous light attracting an insect. This man was very handsome, from his short, textured brunette hair emerging from under his hat. To his is glistening and striking, blue eyes wondering around examining the house intensely, contrasted by his tan, rough skin. His presence caused Avi to invoke an internal reaction, his heart was pounding and his breaths increased rapidly. Questions beckoned inside Avi’s head, who is he and why is he making me feel like this? With his body jittering ever so softly, and his throat drier than the Sahara Desert, time stood very still for Avi.

“Is the property’s address, 22nd Charred Street in Holly Oak, sir?” asked the man carrying the clipboard.

“…yes…it is.” Coarsely replied a man so enthralled.

Avi was so surprised that he was able to respond, especially from a throat so dry. He felt his face warming up like a cold-blooded animal intaking direct sunlight, and parts of his body went into overdrive.

“So, my name is Chuck and this is my co-worker, Eric. We were hired to move all your things and we’ve parked our truck on the driveway.” Explained Chuck as he turned to point at his truck.

“Anyway, we will go inside and start to onload the boxes into the truck.” rambled Chuck.

Chuck placed his clipboard under his arm and walked into the home, Eric followed swiftly behind. As he walked past, everything slowed down into what felt like a slow motioned vortex, Avi looked up and fell into a gaze with Eric. Their eyes locked together like a welder joining two pieces of metal together.

“Sup.” Eric announced as he walked by.

Avi’s eyes shot straight down towards the floor as quick as a torpedo, he felt his body going numb. He closed the door and followed the two men inside, he can smell the exotic, woody cologne lingering behind Eric.

“Hey guys, here are all the boxes and can one of you get the boxes from Avi’s room.” Said Avi’s mother as she approached the two men.

“Eric, go upstairs and bring those boxes down and I’ll start from here.” Ordered Chuck.

“Avi show him where it is, honey.” Avi’s mother interjected.

Avi looked up nervously and had no other choice but to control his immense feelings, as he walked towards Eric, he took two deep breaths. Without any hesitation, Eric walked up the stairs and Avi followed intently behind. Eric stopped upstairs in a sudden hast and his face read that he was unsure where to go next. Avi walked past Eric and in a bid to squeeze past, he accidentally brushed his back along Eric’s frontal region of his body. He felt Eric’s tough, rigid muscles as they sprung off of Avi’s body, it was so warm and smooth as he glided off in complete intoxication. Avi sensed an overwhelming feeling of attraction, as the blood in his veins shot speedily to his organs, like a bullet train dashing towards an intended destination. He noticed his private area stiffening; his breaths were softened into long deep stretches and his body became a sensory sensation. The mere touch of the man caused Avi to be engulfed in sexual drive and he came to the realisation that he must satisfy this desire.

“Buddy, where is your room?” Eric’s deep voice questioned.

Avi snapped back into reality and now has to find a way to control his strong lustful desire of this man.

“It is just straight ahead.” Replied Avi.

“So, my man, what do you do?” asked Eric curiously. As they both walk towards Avi’s room.

“Oh, I’m a senior in high school and I am right now looking at options for colleges.” Avi responded confidently.

“Yeah… I see that must be hard to decide, well… how would I know. I never did that because I came into my dad’s business right after high school.” Eric revealed.

Eric walked into Avi’s room, stood at the centre and inspected the room intently. He stood there, allowing Avi to observe Eric’s beauty quite keenly from afar. He noticed his chisel muscle protruding through his tight polo shirt, and the hunky slab of meat packed into the tight chino pants. Avi noticed the slight movement in Eric’s groin area, this caused him to instantly flinch and brought his gaze back up. Avi started to panic, he wondered if Eric had seen him staring, especially at his private part. Eric gave a slight smirk, sending shivers down Avi’s spine, engulfing every vein and every tendon.

This was not Avi’s first time a man has made his body react in this manner, he recalled back when he was younger and first infatuated by the physical attributes of a man. A time when he saw a substitute teacher, Mr Khan, a tall, brown and handsome man. His silky black hair was gelled back neatly, and his facial features that seemed quite exotic. He wore a white, wrinkle-free shirt that was tucked effortlessly into his business pants. Avi recalled his eyes were locked onto the outline of his cock, glistening in the light and taking his undivided attention. He wanted to touch it so bad, as an inexperienced person, knowing nothing about sexual desire and how to relieve it. He was very innocent, yet his body yearned for some sexual release. But he was unsure how to do so, the only thing he could do was to rely on his natural instinct and that was to only observe.

“Hey, can you come show me which boxes you want to move first?” asked Eric.

Avi snapped back into reality, he walked into his room and approached Eric, who was standing in front of all the boxes. Avi walked up to the box and rubbed his hand gently along the rough exterior of the box. Avi instantly stopped when he sensed a presence behind him, he can feel a source of warm heat omitting from another human being. He saw two hands being placed along side his own hands and felt the soft, delicate breaths of air on the back of his neck, causing the fine hairs to be raised up. Avi took a long and painfully, dry gulp and felt a hard anatomy being pressed onto his ass, feeling it grow as seconds go by. The action caused Avi to close his eyes, as the unidentified person continued to push further onto his ass. The sound of chinos brushing against polyester shorts filled Avi’s ears, making its way down along the deep crevasse in the centre of his ass. Avi’s instinct and sexual drive took control of his body, as his blood flowed rapidly into his sexual organ, causing him to have an erection.

He turned around instantaneously and was met with lips that were locked securely by Eric. The passionate and rigid placement of both lips, as both wanted to fulfill their immense sexual desire engulfing from both bodies, radiating to their faces and drawing sweat. Avi felt the rough stabbing of Eric’s tongue inside his mouth, and he responded by doing it right back. Both exchanging saliva, an act that usually sickens a health freak like Avi, yet he was running on sexual impulses and did not care. Eric grabbed Avi’s hands and threw him onto the bed, he immediately took of his polo, signalling Avi to do the same. Avi rested on both his elbows and observed the chiselled, defined abdominal muscles. Eric had very fine, brown hairs which trailed down from his chest to his lower stomach.

He possessed the two smallest, pointiest nipples that compels Avi to suck and lick it viciously. Eric tackled Avi against the recoils of the queen mattress, both bodies rubbing against each other as they continue their passionate kiss. Avi’s mouth quivered in agony, he sought to find the cure to end this strange sensation. He spun Eric’s rock, hard body and sat on top of his crotch, straddling him like he was about to ride an exquisite stallion. He placed his hand on Eric’s chest sliding it gently down his torso, and began to unbutton his tawny chino pants. Avi grasped Eric’s cock and he could feel it throbbing and pulsating steadily in his hand like a heartbeat. He stroked it up and down, finally feeling another cock for the very first time besides his own. As he glided his hand up towards the shaft, he felt the skin pull and paused when the skin prevented him to do so. He yanked it slowly down causing the head of his cock to tighten and tug forwarded, exposing his pee hole and inducing precum to ooze out.

Avi’s mouth watered due to the precum oozing out, he discarded his hygienic principles and yearned for the taste as it mesmerised him. Yet, he was unsure of what to do next, since this was his very first time. Eric, who lay impatiently on the bed waiting, craving Avi to relieve his strong, sexually erected cock that is pulsating below his stomach. Eric grabbed Avi’s head in a bid to guide and direct him, having sensed his inexperience of subduing a sexual state of condition. Eric’s rough hands grasped Avi’s head and propelled it towards his cock and it caused Avi to yank his head back, stopping the process completely. Avi hovered his nose above the head of the cock, so he can smell if there is any foul odour emitting from his pulsating cock. Once he was satisfied that it is clean, he gently placed the cock in his mouth. He shut his eye expecting a horrendous taste, nevertheless he carried on covering the cock’s head with a coat of his saliva. To his surprise, there was no distinctive taste and placed the head of his cock on top of his tongue. He pressed his cheeks together and slurp his hard cock causing Eric to moan in pleasure.

Avi can still feel Eric’s hand clasping on his head and being forced to go further down towards the shaft. He can feel the cock sliding down his tongue and as it hit the back of Avi’s throat, he pulled back as a reaction to the pain. A tear rolled down his cheeks from his watery eyes, as he fought the gravitational pull by Eric’s hand. Avi sat back straddling on Eric’s sturdy thigh, as he used his wrist to wipe the tears trickling from his eyes.

“Is this your first time?” panted Eric.

“Yes…” Avi replied nervously.

“Ok, fine I’ll go slow.” Whispered Eric as he took a deep breath.

Avi propped back towards Eric’s cock and yanked his shaft down to tighten his head. Avi put the sturdy sausage back into his mouth causing Eric to sigh slowly and deeply. His succulent pink lips wrapped around the edge of the cock’s head, pleasuring all the erogenous areas around the head. Eric’s moan filled the air, stimulating Avi to continue with what he was doing. It made Avi feel encouraged in his technique and he wanted to ameliorate in order to maximise Eric’s pleasure. Avi pushed his head forward, in a bid to progress further down Eric’s shaft. But he felt the suffocation as his mouth began to gag on the large cock being crammed into his mouth. He decided to abandon that strategy and just sucked on the head of his cock, Avi’s head followed a rhythmic motion, going up and down.

Avi was abruptly stopped by Eric, as he placed his hand under Avi’s chin. Avi looked into Eric’s crystal blue eyes unaware of what to do next, time stood still for a moment, as he was trying to grasp the reality of the situation. Eric got up from the bed and his stiff cock dangled with every movement, he grabbed Avi and turned him around into the mushy grasp of the mattress. Avi did his best to prop himself up on his hands and knees, as Eric yanked his polyester shorts down to Avi’s ankle.

Eric places his hands on each cheek of Avi’s butt and pulled it apart to investigate the pearl hiding in the middle. Eric placed his head adjacent to Avi’s rosy hole and used his tongue to brush it up and down in order lick it clean. This sent a slight tickling sensation from Avi’s hole to his head, sending shivers through his spin and causing him to moan quietly. Eric continued to stroke his tongue up, down and around the bud of his hole until it was nice and wet. Eric stood up and raised his hand towards his mouth and he spat out his saliva and started to lather around his dry, parched cock. He placed his cock carefully on Avi’s tight hole and he slowly tried to insert it into his damp hole. The intense pain attacked every muscle around his hole, and it made Avi cry out in pain.

“Stop, wait it hurts so much!’ cried out Avi in pain.

“Ok, let me just leave it in there so that your hole can stretch. Eric gently reassured.

“Just try to relax…relax.”

Avi whimpered in agony as he suffered in silence, his eyes forced shut and struggling to relax in amidst total agony. After a while, the pain had subsided and he felt Eric’s cock sliding deeper into his numb hole. Avi felt Eric’s body rubbing against his back and he can sense the warmth emitting from his skin. This sent a shock of sexual arousal as his own cock surged with blood and begun erecting like a tower. This was it, Avi braced himself for what was coming, by wrapping the bedsheet around the palm of his head. Eric began to thrust his pelvis on Avi, as his cock slithered in and out of the moist, sopping hole. It felt quite animalistic as natural sexual instinct took control of them both, moaning in pleasure and in order to fulfill their sexual desire. A loud slapping sound reverberated throughout the room as Eric’s pelvis slammed hastily into Avi’s ass. Eric held onto a chunk of Avi’s butt as he continued to blitz Avi, as if he were fighting in war. What seemed like hours, yet only ten minutes of intense pounding. Eric slowed down as he began to moan more intensely and he gave the final three deep thrusts, as he screamed out in intoxicating relief.

Eric pulled his semi-erect pulsating cock out of Avi, leaving a string of semen trailing from Avi’s ass to Eric’s cock. The sight of the mere cum made Avi feel famished and sought out to relish the nutritious taste of cum. Avi immediately turned around and used his tongue to lick the cum trailing off of Eric’s cock, it’s mere saltiness was a surprise. Avi thought to himself that the tase was manageable and he was expecting it to taste revolting. Avi put the cock in his mouth the very last time and wiping every surface from the shaft to the head.

“Thanks… I really needed that.” Thanked Eric.

Both men hastily wore their clothes, fearing that the two individuals who are below may be on their way up. Avi felt so relieved and content, feeling satisfied that his sexual desire was fulfilled by Eric and was filled with joy that it went so well. Avi made his way to a box and used what strength he had remaining to lift up the box.

Eventually, all the boxes were loaded into the truck and Chuck finalised the process by directing Avi’s mother to sign the waiver of liability. Avi and Eric stood next to each awkwardly, not knowing what the proper protocol is after a ravenous sex session.

“Done!” exclaimed Chuck.

“Thanks guys, we will meet you at the new house.” Replied Avi’s mother. Feeling somewhat relieved.

As the two workers were about to depart from the premises, Avi felt a gush of wind against his hand, Eric had swiftly slid a paper into the claws of Avi.

Avi could still smell the lingering scent of the woody cologne fused together with the slight, musky body odour. He watched as Eric sat on the passenger side of the truck, slamming the door shut and continue about his day. The pointy edge of the folded paper inside the grasp of Avi’s hand, was still unopen. Avi looked down and began to unfold the paper, gazing at a sequence of numbers. It was Eric’s phone number.