BJ tells Kevin about Wilbur, and then…
Collins’ Farm Saturday, July 8, 1950, 2:00 pm
It was another beautiful summer afternoon. Mowing the lawns on their schedule for this morning went quickly and efficiently, due mostly to BJ and Kevin’s skills at keeping the Lawnboys focused. It also meant that since they were finished by noon, they could extend their swim time at the lake. Collins, on the other hand, was putting his finishing touches on one of the more labor-intensive gardens he’d been working on. That left BJ and Kevin to get all the boys and the equipment back to the farm, clean everything up, and then go jump in the lake.
This whole swim-after-work thing was definitely the best part of working for Collins. Once the men knew their routine, none of the guys ever complained about the hard work Collins required of them. Not if it meant that after work they could swim in the lake, cool off, relax, and have fun with the guys.
Today, the first thing on Kevin’s agenda, once things were all taken care of out at the farm, was to find out what was behind BJ’s odd behavior yesterday. Since all the guys were in the water, leaving BJ and himself sitting on the dock, Kevin thought he’d ask. “So what was that all about yesterday after we showered?”
BJ looked around to make sure no one could hear their conversation. He didn’t want any of the Lawnboys wigging out over Peeping-Wilbur’s stealthy activities. Seeing that the coast was clear, BJ spoke softly, “When the guys finished showering and started to get dressed, I saw something up above us.”
“Like what?” Kevin asked.
“I wasn’t sure,” BJ admitted, “but I wanted to check it out. ‘Cause if it was what I thought it was, I was going to get really pissed.” That shook Kevin a bit, but he waited for BJ to tell him what he discovered. “So I stayed behind after all you guys left and checked it out.”
“What did you think it was?” Kevin asked.
BJ turned to look Kevin in the eyes and said, with his anger rising, “I thought… I thought someone might be spying on us.”
“What?” squealed Kevin. “For fuck’s sake! I mean, I never…”
BJ interrupted, “Quiet down. I don’t want the guys to get curious about what we’re talking about. And worse, I don’t want them to get all worked up about a possible spy either.” BJ looked out over the water and said more calmly, “It turned out to be Wilbur Schultz. He was up there in the crawl space watching us the whole time.”
“There’s a crawlspace above the showers?” Kevin squealed.
BJ waved his hand in a downward gesture, reminding Kevin to quiet down. Then he nodded and said, “I only know about it because I had to change the burnt-out light bulbs when we started basketball up after the war a year ago. It’s also where the plumbing is. Having the ceiling opened up like that makes it easier to maintain and fix stuff. No big deal.”
“Until some perv finds his way up there,” Kevin growled with disgust. “So what did you do?”
BJ slowly shook his head back and forth, looking down into the dark water beneath their feet. He gave a deep sigh, then said, “I’m not proud of myself. But seeing him up there ogling the naked guys pissed me off royally.”
Kevin couldn’t imagine what BJ might have done that he would be ashamed of. So he waited. But when BJ didn’t say anything more, he had to ask, “So what did you do?” BJ turned his face toward Kevin and stared at him. Kevin sighed and said, “Look, I don’t care what you did, really. I’m certainly not going to judge you. I just want to know so I can be prepared, if I have to be. We are in charge of these guys, you know? I’ll back you up, whatever it is. I’m on your side.”
BJ stared back down at the water. “I made him suck me off.”
“What?” Kevin's voice rose in pitch as well as volume as he said it. Then, he couldn’t help himself, he burst out laughing. It took him a couple of minutes to calm down and get his words out. “So you gave him what he was probably looking for?”
BJ started his monotone narrative. “I saw him as we were all walking out of the showers. I told you to get everyone back. I didn’t really think about it. I just wanted to know who this was. So… I hollered up there, telling whoever it was to come down. When nothing happened, I climbed up a few steps and hollered again, threatening them if I got all the way up there. There was a creak and out comes Wilbur Schultz.”
“Him? Really?” Boy, that name really surprised Kevin. “He wouldn’t have been my first guess.”
That made BJ grin. “Hold that thought. I want to know who is on your list.” They both chuckled at the thought of having that conversation. BJ continued. “He looked all messed up. His shirt tail was poking out from his pants’ zipper. And he had an odd spot on his boot.”
Kevin chuckled at the picture. “Dirty old man up there choking the chicken.”
“That’s about it,” BJ confirmed. Then BJ’s face went slack. He paused, shook his head, and admitted his failing. “I was still naked, you know? Having just finished my shower. And the fucker stood there staring me down, or should I say stared down at me.”
Kevin jumped in, “You mean he stood there staring down at your prick?”
“Yeah, that,” BJ confirmed. “I’m embarrassed to say that my boy loves attention, and he popped right up to join the party.”
“I get it,” Kevin said reassuringly. “It happens.” When BJ didn’t say anything, Kevin added, “So he sucked it.”
“Yeah. He did.” BJ sighed and looked out at the guys all fooling around out there. “It’s not so much that, but I… well, I… I made fun of him for it. I said stuff I didn’t really mean…” BJ turned to face Kevin, and with a fierce look in his eye, he hissed, “But the fact that some perv was up there watching these guys, all naked in the showers, pissed me off like I haven’t been pissed off in a very long time. I wanted him to know I was mad, and he better not do that ever again. I treated him like the piece of shit I thought he was, at the time. And man oh man, I have to admit it, but believe me when I tell you, when I shot a load down his throat I had more satisfaction than I’ve had in years.”
Kevin wanted to laugh at how BJ described all this, but he couldn’t. He knew BJ felt like crap, and he didn’t want to add to that. So he said, “Well, you know as well as I do, pricks have minds of their own. You were naked and tired, and there’s this fucking cocksucker luring around getting his jollies off watching all of us, and you took him to task. Showed him what’s what and who’s who. Not a bad result, I’d say.”
“That’s not my idea of fun sex. Not any kind of sex, really. I don’t know why I did that, you know? The words came out so easily. Right off my tongue. That’s not how I talk. It’s not how I treat people, even assholes like Wilbur Schultz. I can’t believe I did that, to him… and got off… so… so… spectacularly.”
Kevin smiled and reached over to pat BJ on the back. “Well, Dad, I think your protective instinct clicked into gear there,” Kevin observed, “and you were going to do anything that put that asshole in his place. And you sure accomplished that.” He paused a minute, then went on, “You’re a good guy, there, BJ. You care about your work. The customers we work for. The job you do and that we do. And, like it or not, you care a helluva lot about the kids.” Kevin looked out and pointed at the guys still splashing around out there. “And they are kids. They don’t know crap about life. So yeah, this job is fun. It’s hard work, like nothing they’ve ever done before. But you not only make them do their work, but you teach them how and how to act with each other and with customers. Oh, they mostly know their manners. Their mothers have sure taught them that, but this is different. This is professional. This is big boy stuff. They’re becoming men. They need you. They need me. And Collins, for that matter. To guide them and teach them. And give them a good kick in the pants every so often. So when some asshole, cock-whore is up there perving out watching us all… yeah, you got pissed. He deserved your wrath. And you sure gave it to him.”
BJ sat there next to Kevin, not looking at him, but nodding his head as he spoke, listening carefully to what Kevin said. In the silence, he was still. That is, until Kevin had to throw in, “Not sure why you let him have your load, though. That’s more of a reward, doncha think?” That sure got a rise out of BJ. He turned toward Kevin and gave his shoulder a good punch. Then they both howled laughing.
Finally, BJ stood and said to Kevin, “Enough of this shit!” He dove into the lake and disappeared for a few minutes. When he surfaced, he swam close to the dock, giving Kevin the opportunity to get him with a cannonball jump right next to him.
They horsed around a bit, then calmed down. They tread water, grinning back at each other. Then BJ made a face, looking like he just thought of something. He maneuvered closer to Kevin, then asked him, “So you think my load is more like a reward, do you? Is that how you’d like me to reward you, for instance?”
Kevin leapt forward, flinging himself onto BJ’s shoulders. They wrestled a bit, both trying to push the other’s head under the water, but neither got close to accomplishing that. It’s hard to be tough when you’re laughing so hard.
Neither man had any clue of what the other might get up to with the brothers. They never talked about anything like that, and you know, they weren’t supposed to anyway. But the thought of sucking BJ’s load out of him sure got an immediate reaction from Kevin’s prick. It wasn’t something he did too often, but having recently learned the fun of that side of things, if BJ was serious in any way about it, Kevin knew he would be willing to give him a try.
Slowly, one by one, the guys swam by and let BJ know they were heading in for a shower. BJ and Kevin continued to tread water, letting the guys get started on their cleanup. At least that’s what they said out loud to each other. But neither man wanted to get out at this point, not until their mutual boners relaxed a bit. All Kevin could think was, ‘If he sees me all boned up, he’s going to know I’d take the reward he’s offering me.’
BJ had a similar thought. ‘If he sees me all boned up, what will he do? Will he think I’m going to force him like I forced Wilbur? Or maybe it just shows I’ve got a reward for him?’ He had to chuckle at that thought.
“What’s so funny now?” asked Kevin.
‘Oh, why the hell not?’ thought BJ. Then he responded to Kevin with, “You. Thinking my seed is the reward.”
Kevin got closer. “Makes you hard thinking about rewarding someone, eh?” A beat, then, “Rewarding me perhaps?”
“Fucker!” BJ shouted as he tried to back away from Kevin. “You a mind reader or something?”
“Really?” Kevin squealed. “That’s it?” Kevin leaped toward BJ and, grabbing hold of BJ’s shoulders, Kevin pulled their bodies close together. Close enough in fact that their chests rubbed up against each other, and there was definitely some hardness poking their bellies. This made them howl even more. Barriers down now, they held onto each other and rubbed their respective cocks against the other guy’s chest and belly.
At some point in their frolicking, Kevin asked, “Is there any need for us to drive back with them? Are they all set for rides?”
BJ wasn’t sure. He said, “Ryan’s got his heap of shit, and Colin’s got his Dad’s truck. I guess they’ll be fine. Why’d you want to know?”
“Why’d you think?” replied Kevin with a sly grin. He let go of BJ’s shoulders and dove underwater. He grabbed hold of BJ’s hips and shoved his face right into his hairy crotch. Swinging his head around, back and forth, and up and down, he could feel BJ’s prick rub up against him and bounce off. All Kevin could think of as he did that was, ‘Oh man, yeah! I sure do want to taste what he’s got down here.’
BJ laughed heartily at Kevin’s antics. He finally pushed him off and asked, when Kevin surfaced with a huge grin, “So does that mean you want to take a shower now?”
Kevin nodded vigorously and swam to shore.
Walking toward the barn, seeing all the guys standing around the vehicles, BJ called out, “You guys can head on home. Don’t wait for us. I’ve got my truck, I’ll get Coach home.”
Colin waved and got the rides organized pretty quick. The horns honked as Colin and Ryan drove down the drive toward town. Kevin and BJ waved their goodbyes too. Once the vehicles were gone, BJ, looking much more serious than the occasion called for, held out his hand like he wanted to shake Kevin’s hand. When Kevin didn’t grab it right away, he waved it a bit and held it out there firmly, waiting for Kevin. Kevin finally took hold of it, wondering why BJ wanted to shake his hand. Then BJ held his hand a bit too long and performed the classic thumb-thing secret handshake. ‘Ah,’ thought Kevin, ‘so this is how it is.’ He repeated the action back for BJ, and they released their hands. They meant neither man could ever tell another about what they are about to get up to.
As they walked down the path to the barn, Kevin said, “You know you didn’t need to do that, don’t you? There’s nothing I’m going to tell anyone.”
BJ stopped and looked at Kevin and said, “I don’t do this stuff. Not really. It’s been years and years since I… Well, when I was first married, my brother Ben wanted me to join. I went through with it, but didn’t like the idea of it much. If a guy wants to do that, I sure don’t care. And the rare few times that I did it, I’ll admit it was fun, but again, no big deal.” He wrapped his arm around Kevin’s shoulder and pulled him in for a side-hug. “I thought the handshake was what all the guys had to do when they’re about to do what we’re about to do. Isn’t that right?”
Kevin wrapped his arm around BJ’s waist as they walked. “Usually it is. But for you and me? I don’t need your reassurance that this is between us and nobody else.”
They were at the barn’s back door now. Kevin pulled the door open, allowing BJ to walk through first. When the door shut behind them, Kevin told BJ, “You know if this isn’t cool, you don’t have to do this. We were fooling around out there, and that sure was fun. But when it comes down to things… You know… getting a bit more serious, we don’t have to do this.”
They were inside the shower room now. BJ turned to Kevin and said, “You mean you don’t want to get your reward?” With that, BJ took hold of his growing hardon and waved it at Kevin, adding, “And here’s me thinking you wanted to take care of this here fella real bad.”
Kevin didn’t waste any time talking. He got right down on his knees and pushed BJ’s hand away. “Oh, I want it all right.” And down he dove, taking BJ’s whole cock in, in one go. He ran his tongue down BJ’s shaft, taking in the size, shape, texture, and taste, laving it up for all he was worth. Then he quickly pulled off and looked up into BJ’s reddened face. “I’m going to show you how much I deserve that reward, too.” And down he went, and he didn’t stop bobbing up and down until BJ emptied all that his balls had stored up.
Not wanting to leave Kevin in the lurch with his own raging hardon, BJ pulled Kevin up off his knees and led him over to a shower. He turned it on full force and made Kevin get good and wet. BJ, with a bar of soap in hand, began sudsing down Kevin’s back, shoulders, sides, and butt. Never afraid of a butt, BJ soaped Kev’s up and down, cleaning his crack but good, while letting his fingers explore things he hadn’t explored since he was a teenager.
Then BJ reached around and began running the bar of soap all over Kevin's chest, he was pleasantly surprised at the firmness and curve of his pecs. BJ lingered there, massaging them firmly and running his palm across Kevin’s pencil eraser-sized nipples. Then a pinch, making Kevin’s dick bob straight up. BJ chuckled, thinking to himself, ‘Well, that’s good to know.’
BJ pulled Kevin in tighter as he ran his hands across his chest and slowly lowered them to his belly. He felt something strange until it dawned on him, ‘Oh yeah, Kev hasn’t come yet. He’s still hard.’ That thought brought an unconscious movement. In pulling Kevin closer to him, his own cock sprang up again and found a lovely home in the crevice of Kevin’s ass cheeks. As BJ’s hands swiped across Kevin’s entire chest, BJ’s prick wriggled up and down exploring the crevice he hid in.
It quickly became apparent that Kevin was enjoying the backside massage. He rested the palms of his hands on the tiled wall and bent at the waist, giving BJ’s cock fuller access to his playground. BJ stopped soaping Kevin and grabbed his hips, pulling them up close to his pelvis. Up and down, up and down, again and again, BJ slid his prick against Kevin’s beautifully muscled butt cheeks. BJ had never done this. But since Kevin didn’t seem to mind, if in fact him pushing his butt out convinced BJ Kevin really liked this, he kept doing it, making himself think, ‘I might even let go again. Whoa, that’s different for me.’
While BJ was obviously getting more and more into his own pleasure, instead of Kevin’s, which is what he was supposed to be doing, Kevin started to wonder about something he never thought about, not really. Then there was an odd sensation. BJ’s knob bumped up against Kevin’s entrance with a jolt, getting temporarily stuck there. That made Kevin wonder even more. ‘What would that be like?’ But then a second thought came. ‘I thought he had never done much with guys. Hmmmm.’
Kevin reached around and grabbed onto BJ’s prick and held it tightly in his hand. BJ thought, ‘He doesn’t like it and wants me to stop.’ So he took a step back. But surprisingly, Kevin stepped back too. He took BJ’s cock and pressed it back against his hole again and left it there. He backed up a bit, feeling the pressure of BJ’s knob pressing against him. He turned and looked over his shoulder at BJ’s confused face and said, “It’s okay, BJ. Go for it.”
BJ wasn’t even sure what Kevin meant. But as Kevin held his prick against his asshole and kept bouncing on it, pressing them up against each other, BJ got the picture. “You sure, man?”
“Yeah,” Kevin said firmly, “do it!” With that, he pushed himself back some more, and BJ’s knob popped in. Kevin let out a loud groan. A concerned BJ was all set to pull out, so’s he asked, “You okay?”
“Yeah, sure. Do it.”
Not knowing anything about doing it like this, BJ pushed and got himself all the way in, his balls slapping Kevin’s butt. Kevin was breathing so hard he was almost hyperventilating. “Keep it coming,” he coached BJ. “Yeah. That’s it. Just like that.”
And before he knew what he was doing, BJ was fucking Kevin’s ass like there was no tomorrow. Harder and harder. “Oh god, you sure this is ok, Coach?” he asked.
“You can’t know how incredible this feels,” Kevin cried out breathlessly. “Don’t stop until you shoot off.”
“Huh?” BJ wondered aloud. “Don’t know if I can.” But having said that, all of a sudden, he felt the shift. He heated up like never before. He turned a deep red all over as his blood rushed through his veins. When his balls tingled, he knew the surge was coming. But then all of a sudden it was like Kevin’s ass put a vice grip on his cock and that grip pulsed firmly against his hardon. It wasn’t until Kevin bellowed out, “Oh god, yes!” that BJ realized Kevin was cumming too. No sooner than that thought came, so did his cock. It pulsed firmly against Kevin’s ass’s grip on him. BJ shot again and again, squirt after squirt up Kevin’s chute. It felt like nothing he’d ever done before.
Now fully emptied and exhausted, BJ’s prick slipped slowly out of Kevin’s hole. BJ reached down and tenderly rubbed the pink ring deep in Kevin’s crevice, soothing it over and over after the pressure it took and the stretch it was forced to make. Kevin made soft purring sounds. ‘I guess I’m doing this right,’ BJ said to himself, still not believing they actually went through with this.
Kevin bent down and grabbed the bar of soap long lost in all their other activity. He washed up his butt, then swung around and faced BJ as he sudsed his cock and crotch clean. Then he reached out and pulled BJ’s softened prick close up and washed that too. Once all their parts were washed up again, Kevin turned back around, shut off the water, and put the soap in its dish. He wrapped his arm around BJ’s shoulder and walked him out to the dressing area.
When the two men got to the benches in the changing area, neither man started dressing himself. They simply stood there staring into each other’s faces. It was BJ who broke the silence with, “I can’t believe what we just did.” Then, in a whispered voice, “what I just did… to you.”
Kevin smiled. “You didn’t do anything I didn’t want you to do.”
BJ sat down and looked up at Kevin. “Have you ever done that before?”
“No.” Kevin sat down next to him, swiveling on the bench to face BJ. “But I’ve thought about it for a while, and I wanted to try it.” There was a long pause before he smiled broadly and added, “Though I thought I’d be at your end of things when I did it.”
BJ stared back in disbelief. He couldn’t imagine a guy like Kevin actually wanting to be on the receiving end of that. BJ had to admit, however, that “I understand the other thing… You know…? I mean, who doesn’t want a blow job? A little help is always fun, right? But that? What we just did?” BJ looked down at his feet and shook his head. Kevin put his hand on BJ’s knee and rubbed it gently. BJ looked up and asked, “Are you sure you’re okay?”
“Oh yeah. I sure am,” Kevin replied brightly. “I mean it still tingles back there. And it hurt at first. A lot!” He chuckled, then added, “But man, once you got going back there? Oof-dah! It was like nothing I’ve ever felt before. It felt like I was going to… I don’t know what. My whole body was on fire. It was amazing. I’ve never had an orgasm that good, ever!”
BJ was astonished at Kevin’s reply. “Really?” He shook his head again and said, “I can’t believe it.”
“Don’t worry, BJ, everything’s cool. Really. It is.”
At this point, Kevin couldn’t stop smiling. “Come on. Let’s get out of here.”
Kevin stood and pulled on his briefs and chinos. He walked over to the laundry barrel and threw in his t-shirt. He grabbed a fresh one for Monday and stepped over to the door leading outside. Slowly, BJ did the same thing. Both men exited, and BJ locked the door behind them. Shirtless, they walked over to BJ’s truck and jumped in.
BJ gunned it and drove as fast as he could legally go back into town. As he pulled up in front of Kevin’s duplex, he slowed to a stop. He stared straight ahead as Kevin opened the door and climbed out. Seeing BJ’s reaction, Kevin leaned back in the window and said, “Hey, BJ.” BJ turned to look at him. Kevin grinned and said, “Don’t feel bad, man. I sure don’t. And uh… BJ, buddy…” Kevin blushed a little as he stalled before he said the next part, “You know it was really hot. And uh… if you’d ever be up for it again…”
BJ cut him off, “See you Monday, Kev.” Then he turned his head, looking straight ahead, and waited for Kevin to step away from the car.
“Later, gator,” Kevin called out as he slapped the side of the truck and waved goodbye.”
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BJ pulled his truck into the alley behind his house and parked it in the garage. His son Billy was there waiting on the back porch for him as he walked toward the house. Seeing him, BJ smiled and called out, “Hiya, Billy.”
“Hey, Dad,” Billy called back with a big grin, “you coming to the game tonight?”
“Wouldn’t miss it,” BJ reassured his son, then asked, “What’s for supper?” As Billy rattled off what Jeanne was cooking, all BJ could think about was, ‘Baseball night. Something to take my mind off things.’
He climbed the steps and was greeted by his wife, who gave him a big kiss. “How was your day, dear?”
“Oh, you know, the usual,” BJ said, “nothing special.”
