The Get-A-Way Weekend

Getting Past the Past

Like clockwork, my cell phone rang almost as soon as I stepped into my car at 5:01pm. Rob’s name flashed on my screen, causing an immediate smile.

“Yes dear?” I answered in mock annoyance. For the last two months, Rob maintained a strict routine since his retirement. Heading into March, he had toned his body even more thanks to his daily gym regiment, was cooking dinners for me like a 1950s housewife, and was organizing and planning our wedding for the summer. And every night, at 5:00pm, he called to make sure I was coming home.

“How’s my man today?” His deep voice boomed through the phone, like soothing music to my ears. Even now, almost two years later with him, my insides still flipped and my cock swelled at just seeing his name appear on my phone and hearing his masculine voice ring through my ears.

“I’ll be even better in a few minutes when I see you.” I couldn’t help the sappy comment. Every conversation always went this way. We were that much in love.

“Awwwww. Well then dinner may have to wait if I get you that excited. You on your way?”

“Yep. Need anything?”

“Just you.” He said, causing me to give a little laugh into the phone. “And that hot ass of yours.”

I rolled my eyes, picturing him in our condo in the kitchen. “I’ll be there in fifteen.”

“I’ll be waiting like always.”

I hung up and turned the corner towards the highway still smiling. I was getting married again, but this time to a man. Something I never fathomed 20 years ago. How times had changed. Rob’s kids were supportive, his ex-wife was coming around as she witnessed the love and support showered on Rob. My ex was still my best friend, my son Josh was over the hump as he realized just how many gay men there were on this planet and I wasn’t abnormal. And my daughter Abbey seemed to be more alive than ever. She was growing into a fine young woman at the age of 11, almost 12 as she constantly reminded me.

I had been worried about Rob at first when he retired from the police force. He seemed lost those first few weeks. But he hit the gym harder than ever, developed a little routine and went headfirst into the planning for our wedding in the summer. It surprised me when he started talking about taking a security job, to fill some days. But that was coming later he had said.

He looked better than ever. He packed on muscle, trimmed out his waist even more, and was one fit looking daddy. Which only forced me to maintain my jock body as well. We made quite the gay couple. Rob obviously the bigger, muscled bear top. Me the boyish smooth muscled bottom. But we only had eyes for each other.

I was still smiling, deep in thought, when I stepped into our place, Rob appearing almost instantaneously with a glass of red wine. He had on a pair of jeans and a long sleeve grey Canada shirt and was barefoot. This was a good look on him, and the bare feet was all for me. He had a devilish grin on his face as he kissed me hello, his greying beard tickling me in that now familiar way as he handed me my glass of wine.

“Go change. Dinner will be ready in ten minutes.” He patted my ass and went back into the kitchen, making me stare at the rounded perfect looking rump of his. I watched his big feet turn as he moved in front of the stove and realized how lucky I was that I got to turn my life back around. Admitting who I was. Being with a man once again. Living the life I should have been living for the last 20 years.

I took my glass with me to our bedroom and almost walked by the envelope on the end of our bed with my name on it in Rob’s manly scrawl. I frowned as I passed it and set my glass down after taking another sip and went back to retrieve it.

I opened up the envelope to find a card, with the front saying “Just because….” On the inside was Rob’s words in all capitals. But it was the two plane tickets taped on the other side that caught my attention first.

“What….?” I started to say, when I heard Rob clearing his throat behind me.

I spun around with that curious look on my face, seeing him leaning against our bedroom door holding his wine. “Just us this time. A little getaway to somewhere warm.” He winked at me, his smile widening. “All inclusive. Five days. In the Dominican.”

I looked at the tickets in surprise. It took a lot to surprise me, and I hadn’t seen this one coming. We had been talking about going away after we were married for our honeymoon. I wasn’t expecting this. And the Dominican brought back memories I wasn’t ready for. Nor the two plane tickets inside the card that triggered buried memories of someone else.

I looked back up at him and right away Rob knew there was something I wasn’t saying. He moved to me immediately and just hugged me. Tight.

“This time it’s going to be me with you.”

How he knew what to say, every time, still amazes me. I hugged him back, burying my face into his shirt, breathing in his smell and calming myself.

“And you’re going to forget every other fucker that ever lived. Because I am going to be the one to plant memories in your crazy head from now on. You got that?” He said it so softly but I heard every word. He pulled away from me and looked down at me, kissing my forehead first.

“Thank you.” I managed to say as his lips found mine.

“I know you met that Darren in the Dominican, so I just need to whisk you away on a proper vacation. Somewhere romantic. Where we don’t have to sneak around.” Rob kept kissing the top of my head as he pulled me into his arms, slowly rocking me as we stood together, my head turned sideways into his chest. He smelled good. And I could feel his erection. “Just us for a week.”

I looked up at him, smiling at him. He always knew what I was thinking before I even said it. Well, mostly. I had to stop thinking about Darren, and erase all the bad memories. Rob was right. It was time for new memories to be planted in my head. With Rob.

Rob tilted his head sideways and peered into me deeper. “There’s something else bothering you.”

He did know me. Too well already. I sighed heavily and just leaned into him as he held me. “The last time I got two plane tickets in a card was my last Christmas with Joe.”

I could feel Rob freeze momentarily, before he squeezed me tighter and kissed the top of my forehead. “Ah.”

Joe had surprised me with tickets to Europe. We were both supposed to go that Spring. But the accident on the way home from Christmas from his Dad’s changed that. And I ended up going alone. Without him.

Rob stepped back and put his hands on my upper arms and bent down to look me in the eye. “It’s time to move on. With me. No matter what happens in life, we can’t be afraid to live it. You’ve been dealt with a shit load of crap. And I’m here with you to help you through it all.” Rob’s eyes widened. “You hear me?”

I nodded, stopping the tears.

“It’s not all going to be bad.” He said firmly, squeezing my arms. “And I will be right here, by your side, walking through the stuff you need to move on from.”

“When do we go?” I splayed my hand across his chest, and couldn’t help but squeeze it, feeling the hardness underneath his shirt.

Rob’s smile made my heart pound. “There he is.” He pulled me into his body and hugged me tight. “First week in April. Wanted to wait for the March Break prices to go down.” He held up a finger as I went to speak. “And I already cleared it with your office. Marie has your calendar cleared.”

I let out a little “hmph.” Marie was my secretary. Sneaking around with my fiancé planning things behind my back. “You little sneaky romantic.” I said, making a fist and thumping that pec I was just squeezing.

Rob locked his fingers together behind my back and looked up at the ceiling. “Well, I’ve never been a really romantic guy before, but you just seem to bring it out of me. I can’t help myself.” He said with a growl, leaning into my neck and causing me to squeal as he kissed that spot that always makes me ticklish.

I tried to wrestle out of his grasp, but the man outweighed me by 60 pounds now, and was certainly much stronger and bigger than I was. We were both laughing as we stumbled, me backwards onto our bed, Rob’s bigger body landing on me in playful giggles.

He rolled onto his side and looked at me, resting on his elbow, his face inches from me, and quickly kissed my nose.

“How much time before dinner?” I said with a raised eyebrow.

I heard him growl again. “You naughty little man.” He teased, and leaned over to kiss me as his hand went right to my pants, flipping open my belt forcefully before he yanked it from the loops. He opened my fly, then my buttons of my dress pants and shoved his hand into my underwear to grab my thickening cock as our tongues played with each other.

I loved this man. No question about it. And when he surprises me, it just turns me on even more. When he helps me through the garbage of my past, I love him even more. Every day is a surprise with him. I can never seem to get enough of him. And tonight, I wanted him badly.

My hands opened up Rob’s jeans, digging in to find his thick cock raging hard for me already. Like always. He growled into me as my hand wrapped around it, spreading his fly open to free it. I squirmed under him, and rolled over, sliding my pants just over my ass. Rob’s hands went right to my glutes and smacked them.

“No romance right now. Just fuck me.” I grinned over my shoulder as Rob’s right eyebrow went up in an arch. “Hard.” I added for effect.

Rob let out a low roar as he climbed over me, aiming his cock directly between my cheeks. I felt his jeans on my ass as he pointed that cock between me, spreading me open and digging to get inside me. His breath was on my neck, and I closed my eyes into our duvet as I felt the weight of him on me. I felt trapped, my pants holding my legs together, Rob’s hand lifting up my shirt a bit as he found my pulsing hole. He pushed at me, grinding into me.

“You sure? Like this?” He moaned into my neck as he pawed at my ass.

I clutched the sheets, feeling only his bare cock touching my exposed ass. I moaned out a yes as his left hand grabbed mine and moved his fingers in between mine. “I need you babe.”

Rob’s beefy body covered mine as I felt him open me up. I was used to him. And when I wanted him, he always slid into me easily. As if he belonged there. I groaned under him as his right hand now grabbed mine, holding me down as he let me adjust. I pushed backwards, letting him know I was good. That he felt amazing. That it was alright to start. But instead he just stayed there on me, his mouth kissing the back of my neck, nibbling at my ears. I could feel his dick pulsing, like his heart beating inside me. I started to shudder just like this. Like a woman who’s man had found that spot already.

I was the one that started squeezing my ass and moving on him. He groaned in my ear and I felt his tongue come out playfully, sucking on my lobe. I squeezed my hands in his and gyrated under him, feeling his cock thickening in me as the tip hit that spot. He was in the right angle and I let him know it.

“Fuck me Rob!” I roared into the sheet. “My God do it!”

Rob went on one knee behind me, and pushed my shoulder blades into the mattress and started to pound me like a man. I grunted with each thrust, feeling the powerful man over me giving it to me. I was screaming out yeses like a whore, arching back, pushing my ass backwards just as desperately as he drilled me. I turned my head sideways to see him, his grey shirt hiding his magnificent body. But his waist was bare, and I could see the dark hair surrounding his groin at my ass, his muscular hips moving elegantly into me. He looked like a stripper, an exotic dancer, moving in me like a 20 year old. He was hot. He was a hunk. He was MINE.

“God YES!” I moaned, seeing the smile curl on his face before he moved over me, pinning my ass together and planting both legs on either side of me. His upper body crashed down on me, his hands moved to mine again, grabbing them and pulling them into us to hold our bodies closer, hand in hand. He was now humping me, ramming his cock into me harder than before, and punching that sensitive spot in me.

“I’m gonna shoot!” He yelled near my ear, his hot breath sending shivers through me. A rush of exhilaration flowed through me, knowing I was going to get his seed. I moved my body under him, fucking the duvet under me as Rob drilled my ass.

“Fuck so am I!” I moaned, clasping his hands in mine tighter. He knew I would, even with my hands in his. He knew how my body worked by now. He maintained his rhythm, his position, his speed, knowing I was on the verge of convulsion.

“Cum with me baby!” He suddenly bellowed in that deep manly voice of his. That was enough for me.

I shuddered and moaned continuously as I felt my cock rubbing between me and the duvet cover. Rob’s pounding repeatedly brought my insides to life. I felt his hands squeeze mine back, heard the sounds coming from him, and the slapping sound of his body smacking mine.

“Oh FUCK Brian!” He roared, slamming into me hard and deep, bringing a loud gasp from me as I let my own juice flow onto our bed. When Rob stopped and flooded me with his first round, my body kept going under him, moving my cock along the covers to keep my sperm flowing. Rob squeezed my fingers tighter and flexed his muscles as I continued to milk the cum from him, my ass not stopping even though his body had. I felt his body shaking over me as I worked his cock with my ass, wiggling it under him, begging every drop from his thick shaft into me as mine own cum spilled below me.

Even after I was done, my ass kept moving along his shaft as he held himself over me, panting heavily, letting little “Fuck’s” out as his lips as his head nuzzled into my neck. He brought our hands under my face, hugging me tighter as he let his body weight down on me more. I groaned, loving the feeling, this big ex-cop on me, coating my insides with his load. Once again.

“Fuck Brian I love you.” He groaned into me, sliding our arms under me. I could feel the dampness around my midsection, the slickness of my ass as Rob slowly deflated. I didn’t want to move.

“I love you more.” I said quietly as Rob’s face searched for mine. I turned more to him, feeling his nose against mine, and finally our lips connected again. He slid out of me as we kissed, smiles on our faces as he rolled over, still clutching my hands in his and keeping those big arms around me.

“I’m here for you. Always.” He whispered into my ear before he simply laid on me, and I welcomed the feeling.

We only lasted a few minutes before I realized dinner would be ready. “We need to eat.” I said with a little chuckle, finally releasing his hands.

Rob rolled onto his back, his jeans tucked under his nuts, his dick still slightly thick and pointing to the left, his arms now spread eagled as his stomach went up and down. Even like this, he was the hottest man ever.

I sat up and gave his thigh a smack, making him curl upward. “Let’s eat then. And then I want you naked so I can eat you for dessert.” He groaned, standing up and hiking up his pants over his beautiful cock.

I pulled at the duvet cover as I watched Rob’s ass in his jeans disappear to the kitchen, and then pulled at my own clothes to change. I threw the remnants of our romp into the laundry hamper and joined my man in the kitchen.

I caught my breath at his messy hair, the way his ass looked in his jeans, the shape of his body underneath that grey shirt, and those perfect looking manly feet planted at the counter as he plated our food.

Rob’s eyes flickered to mine as I leaned against the doorway and he did a double take. “You okay?” He asked, suddenly worried.

I smiled and nodded. “I’m perfect. And I can’t wait to go away with you. Just you. Just us.” I moved behind him and wrapped my arms around him. He stopped and let me hug him from behind, holding my arm in his hand.

“Just us.” He echoed, and brought my hand to his lips and kissed the back of my hand.