My First Summer

Jeez, can you shut that off?! I thought to myself. I elbowed Steve, who was still wrapped around me, keeping me warm and making me feel so safe and loved. No movement from him. I elbowed him again. He grunted. I felt his hand and arm leave me. Then the sound of the impact of his hand. I smiled as the sound stopped. I nuzzled against him, sighing softly.

It wasn't long, then that sound again, droning on and on. I elbowed him again, and then pulled away. I climbed over him, as my back was to him and toward the alarm. I attacked it with fury.

"Easy there, killer." Steve said, grabbing my arms. He pulled me back to him. "I need that to keep working." I felt him kiss me in the dark on the cheek near my temple. "At least for one more day." I turn and lay on him, sliding down him, dragging my balls down his tight stomach, then feeling his morning wood, sliding into my cheeks. I rocked against him, making him moan.

"Do you want this?" I asked softly in his ear, as I kissed his neck. "Because I want it really bad." He reached up and grabbed my face, pulling it to his. Even in the dark, he could find his target, it always amazed me. I let him kiss me deeply, as I lay on him fully. He was making me moan in his mouth. I pulled back to get air.

"You are so fucking hot, little man. I wish I didn't have to go. I could fuck you all day long, you know that?"

I moaned over his lips. "You're going to tomorrow. It's your day off. I'm going to keep you in this bed all day long. You are going to be screaming for me to let you get up out of bed." I whispered as I slid my hole back and forth over Steve's tip. He was starting to breath hard. I knew I had him where I wanted him. I rolled off of him and got to the far side of the bed, smiling in the dark.

"You're a little tease, you know that?" Steve said softly in the dark. "I think I've created a monster." I giggled out loud. He reached over and found me, pulling me to him, sliding me across the sheets, I didn't put up much of a fight.

He found my hard cock in the dark and my legs were spread wide for him. His hand went up and down me, making me draw in breath through clenched teeth. I felt warmth on me, it was his mouth, swallowing me whole. I loved it, and ran my fingers through his soft hair on his head, clenching as he bottomed out on me. He shook his mouth side to side a little, rocking my cock, making me moan. He started up and down on me, while he tossed my balls in his hand. He was going so fast on me now. I could feel the rush moving up my legs and then I shot in his mouth. He kept going, moving up and down on me, making me shoot more and more, me clenching my fingers around his hair. I moaned loudly, as he slowly slid off me.

"Fuck me before you leave." I whispered. It didn't take much convincing. Before I knew it, I felt him at my hole, pushing against me, opening me very slowly with his soft, fat head. He entered and I gasped as he slid in, burying himself to the hilt. We both moaned under the feeling, it was wonderful. He slid in and out of me slowly, I could feel his hands to each of my sides, resting on the bed.

"You like it?" He asked softly.

"Oh, yes. I love you inside of me." I answered softly, through a moan. "Give it to me, fuck me harder, baby." And he did. He slammed against my ass with his hips. I gulped and moaned. He pounded my hole with such force, I was trying to catch my breath. "Fuck yes, do it." I called out, moaning. "Fuck me hard. Yes, yes!" He was going so fast in and out of me, I was really having a hard time breathing. I could hear him grunting over me in the dark. I reached up and rested my hands on his shoulders and neck, hanging on for dear life. He moaned deeply and I could feel him pulsing in me, his cock throbbing against my walls, as he breathed deep through his nose.

"Oh, my god, yes." I said out loud. "That is so fucking good." I dropped my arms on the bed, laying them out as wide as my legs were. "Sure you won't stay home today?"

He leaned forward and kissed me, laying on me. The kiss was soft and tender, then he kissed me again, deeper and fuller, making me moan in his mouth. Something about the way he kissed me, made me all horny inside again. I could never get enough of his kissing. Hell, I just couldn't get enough of just him. I wanted him so bad, needed him even worse. I hated to let him go to work. Ugh!

He pulled back and walked over to the switch on the wall. "Watch your eyes." He said, softly. I closed them as he flipped the switch. I opened them slowly as I watched him open a drawer in the dresser, pulling out a pair of jeans. I loved to watch him get dressed, ever since that first morning at the cabin in the snow. Fuck, he was beautiful. I watched the jeans go up on his legs, then him trying to put his half hard cock inside of them, and button them up. The bulge that was there was so hot. I wanted to chew through the jeans. I sat up in bed, letting the sheet drop off me, showing him everything. My half hard cock, pointing out and tipping down, my balls hanging low, my legs spread wide, resting on my knees on the bed.

"It would be really nice if you slid under here," I said softly, to him, fondling myself, "and licked my balls, sucked them for me, or jerked my cock." I said softly, while slowly stroking myself in front of him. He was staring at me, his bulge getting bigger.

"You are driving me crazy, little man." He shook his head, but then continued to watch me show off for him. "I have created a monster. You defineatly love the morning, don't you?"

"Yes," I said, "but, I love you more."

The expression on his face changed and he charged at the bed, grabbing me, pulling me into a tight, deep, luxurious kiss. I melt under him and his physical attack. My cock sprang upward, pounding into his jeans, as he tongued me deeply. I stopped breathing entirely as he worked my mouth over, rubbing his hands up and down my back. I was losing the battle of consciousness, and slowly fell under his spell. He slowly lay me down and that's all I remember. When I woke up, he was kissing my forehead, tucking the sheet up under my chin.

"My God, I love you more than anything on this Earth, Kevin. I wish I didn't have to go. I want to stay with you, right here in this bed. You understand why I can't, right? Fuck, I hate working."

I reached up and cradled his face in one hand. "I understand. Really I do. As much as I want you, and want you to stay with me, here in our bed, I do understand." He leaned down and kissed me softly. A tear dropped on my cheek from his eye. Then he got up and walked out of the room, shutting off the light as he left. I heard the front open and close and then a minute later, the truck start up and pull out. I cried myself back to sleep, holding his pillow tight to my chest.

Doorbell. I rolled over on my back, tossing the pillow aside. I took a deep breath. Doorbell. What time is it? I rolled over and looked at the clock, eight. What the hell? I threw back the sheet and slid out of bed. I walked down the hallway and reached the front door. Doorbell. Jesus!, I thought to myself, I'm right here! I threw open the door, not remembering I was naked. My eyes went wide.

"Jason." I said, softly. He looked me up and down, stopping somwhere between my knees and eyes.

"Well, looks like you just got out of bed. Sorry to wake you."

"What...what the hell do you want? I thought I made it clear..."

"Yeah, you slamming the door on me and so on, yes, very convincing." He paused, then smiled. "You are hung like a horse, aren't you?"

I half stepped behind the open door to get out of his view. "What do you want?" I asked, trying to pull myself together.

"To apologize, of course. I acted very badly, yesterday. It wasn't right." He paused and was looking down, taking a step forward. I held out a hand, stopping him. "Did you tell Steve what happened?"

I got braver now, knowing I had Steve to back me up, even he wasn't here. "Yeah, I did." I growled.

Jason smiled out of the corner of his mouth. "I can bet he wasn't happy."

"No, he wasn't. He said he would kick your ass if you came over here again."

Jason looked down at the ground. "He's already done that." He said softly, putting his fingers in pockets.

"I heard a little about that." I said, softer without the growl this time. He looked so sad, I was starting to feel bad for the guy.

"It was pretty bad. Right out here on the front lawn, too." Jason said, turning and looking at the spot. He turned back, looking at me. "I know I probably shouldn't here, but I wanted to apologize."

I softened in my feelings, thinking that he was really sorry about yesterday. "It's alright." I said, softly. "Maybe you should talk to Steve, too."

Jason's eyes widened. "Oh, I can't do that. He's probably still really pissed about the last time we saw each other. He doesn't really ever let things go, you know?" He said, staring me in the eyes. They were warm and wet, and my heart was melting a little. "I want to make it up to you, and to him. Could I do that?"

"How?"

"Let me clean up the front yard. Would that be okay?"

"Well, I don't know..."

"It needs it, and I don't think he would mind, after he sees it." Jason said, almost pleading.

"Let me talk to him first." I pulled up my resolve. "I'm sure he has your number."

He looked like I just cut out his heart. His eyes softened. He nodded a little. "You're probably right." He paused and then took his hands out of his pockets. "Will you call me?" He asked softly. I nodded in reply. He smiled, and turned. He stopped a few steps away from the door, looking back at me. "Thank you, Kevin."

"You're welcome, Jason." I said, then shut the door. I sighed deeply, turned and went into the kitchen and made coffee. As I walked back out, the doorbell, again. I walked over and just opened the door, then kept going down the hall, knowing who it was.

"Kevin, why are you always naked?" Evie asked, coming, then closing the door.

"Morning, Evie." I said as I continued down the hall. "I just put the coffee on. It'll be a few minutes."

"Uh, morning Kevin. I saw Jason here again." She said, her voice getting closer as I went into the bathroom. "Is everything alright? I'm wondering why he keeps coming over. Oh, I brought the paper this morning. How was dinner last night? Did Steve like it? Did the lamb turn out alright?..." I was letting the water run over my head, savoring the feeling. I washed myself, taking my time. Evie was resting against the bathroom counter. "...What are your plans for the day? The reason I ask is because I need to go into town and run a few errands. I was wondering if you wanted to go with me?"

"I would like that. Where did you want to go?" I asked rinsing myself off.

"Well, I need to go to the grocery store, and I wanted to go to this fabric store. I'm thinking of some new drapes for the living room..."

"You sew, Evie?" I asked, shutting off the water, reaching out for a towel.

"Well, yes I do. Doesn't everyone? I mean, really, Kevin, who can't sew?"

"I can't. I have an idea. Could you make new drapes for me?"

Her eyes widened, at my question, as she watched me dry off, then hang the towel back up. I walked by her, going toward the dresser.

"I would be happy to do that for you, yes."

"Great, then its settled." I said, pulling my overalls up, tucking myself in them. "You can help me pick out the material." I looked at her as she came in, sitting on the edge of the bed. She seemed happy, her expression bright. "Cause I have no idea what I'm looking at or for." I half turned and reached into a box for another shirt. I pulled out one, and saw her expression, her lips pursed. I raised my eyebrows, lifting the shirt.

She shook her head a little. I put the shirt back, grabbing another, holding it up, another shake, then another and then another, until she nodded. She smiled as I put it on, tucking it in. I walked by her again, going back into the bathroom, and brushed my teeth. I fixed my hair, brushing it out, and curling the ends under with the brush. I walked out of the bathroom, heading toward the door.

"Did you ever come over in the morning and watch Steve do this?" I asked, with her following me. I heard her gasp.

"No, never. I mean, he was always gone, and was never really here. Why do you ask?"

"Just was wondering." I answered as I pulled cups out, and poured the coffee. I fixed hers the way she liked it, setting it in front of her, while she opened up the paper. I sat on the stool next to her, she handed me the second section, which had the want ads, while she read the front page. "Does it bother you that I'm naked in the morning?" I thought she was going to drop her cup as she choked a little on her coffee.

"Well, I..."

"It does, I'm sorry." I answered for her.

"...no, no. That's not what I mean. I mean, I'm getting used to it." She paused for a moment. "You know, you have a really tiny little butt, not that I've seen a lot of them, but..." I laughed out loud.

"You know, I could never be naked, living at home at my Mom's house." I looked forward at the far wall. "I like being naked. I feel comfortable that way."

"I can tell." She whispered, taking another sip. I chuckled.

"I'll be sure and be dressed for you from now on."

She turned on her stool, looking at me, and put a hand on my arm. "Kevin, you don't have to." She shook her head. "I mean, you can if you want, but, it doesn't bother me like it first did. I think of it as looking at it, at you, as a brother, if I had one. I mean, you are cute and all, and you seem to be, well very..."

"Big?"

"...well endowed, is perhaps a better choice. I mean, I have seen Steve a few times, too. Out at the pool, when he works out on the patio, and that first morning when he let me in, when I first met you..." Her voice trailed off, going softer, "...he was naked too."

"Evie. I know how you feel about him, and I'm sorry that I..."

"Kevin, really. I've said it before, I know there could never be anything between Steve and I. Besides, he loves you. It is so clear." She was breaking my heart. "Besides, I have you now, a good friend." Hearing that, I leaned over and kissed her cheek.

"Yes, Evie, a true friend." I turned back to the paper, scanning the want ads, sipping my coffee. I refilled the cups a couple of more times. She was getting antsy on the stool. I smiled to myself, knowing she had to get moving. "Well, I'm done." I said as I folded up the paper, putting it on the counter. I looked over at the clock on the stove. It was a little after nine. "Let me get my shoes on, and I'll be ready." She hopped off the stool and moved to the door.

"I'll meet you out front." And she walked out, quickly. I shook my head as I walked down the hall.

We climbed into the car, she wanted me to drive again. And, I didn't mind at all. I loved to drive her car. It was so sleek and fast. It made me feel good. She directed me where to go. We ended up at the fabric store. I parked and we got out of the car and walked in. There were several ladies in the store, some looking at fabric, some were talking in little groups. A few looked up and watched us for a minute.

Evie went right to it, going to the back, looking through fabrics on the shelves. She pulled out a few and set them on a table. Once she made selections, she started to lay the fabrics out, looking at them fully. She would turn her head rocking it from side to side, pull a fabric bolt away and hand it to me, not wanting it. Finally, she made up her mind and then picked out one that had a small floral print on it. She smiled and rolled it back up. I was still holding the bolts in my hands, looking at her.

"What are you doing?" She asked me.

"Uh, just standing here." I replied.

"Well, put those down. We have to find something for your house now." She just looked at me, while I was looking for some place to set them. I heard her sigh loudly. "Kevin, what are you doing?"

I leaned closer to her. "I'm looking for a place to set these." I whispered.

"Silly, put them on the end of the table. One of the clerks will put them back. Honestly, don't you know anything?" I just shrugged my shoulders and walked to the end of the table. I set them down and there walked up a young guy. He smiled at me. I smiled back.

"I'll take them." He said in a soft voice.

"Sure. Thanks." I said as he was looking me up and down.

"Here with your girlfriend?" He asked softly again. I turned and looked back at Evie, who was going through more fabric. I looked back at him, smiling.

"No, she's not my girlfriend. She's my neighbor." His eyes lit up and he returned my smile. He looked to be my age or a little younger, and he was cute. There was something about the way he looked at me, his intense look. He nodded his understanding.

"I can I help you find something?" He asked softly.

"Well, she's going to make me some drapes for the house. She's looking for the fabric."

"Hmmm. Do want something that looks a little more...manly?" He smiled. "I see she's looking at floral prints. You don't want floral, do you?"

"Uh, not really."

"Good. Can I show you something?" He asks, looking down at my overalls, then back up to my eyes.

"Sure." I answer as he turns and walks over to the far wall. He pulls out some different bolts and opens them. I like what he shows me. There's a bolt, soft brown, like a tan. I run my hand over it. It's soft to the touch.

"It wont shrink when you wash it." He says softly. "Do you know how much of it you need?"

"I have no idea." I answer, totally bewildered. I turn my head looking for Evie. She sees me and I motion her to come over. She walks up, and smiles at us.

"Hello, Tommy. How are you? I haven't see you in a while. How's your mother?"

"Jeez, Evie." I say, shaking my head. "Who don't you know?"

She gives me that blank look. "Is this what you found?"

"I like it. Don't you like it?" I ask her. I look at Tommy. "I like it. Don't you like it, Tommy?"

"Oh, I like it very much." He says softly.

"See? He likes it. Can you make them out of this?" I ask her.

"Yes, I suppose I could." She feels the fabric, looking at the loose end. "Do you know how much has been cut off?"

"I'm not sure. We can lay it out and measure it." Tommy says, walking away with the bolt toward a table. He lays it out. "How much did you need?"

"Probably the entire bolt. I don't know, I haven't measured out for all the windows." Evie says, as we watch him measure out the bolt. He reaches the end, and then folds it back up.

"Looks like just about all of it is here. It can reordered, so I can get you more, if needed."

"Perfect." Evie says, then looks at me. "Are you sure this is what you want? We can keep looking, you don't have to settle..."

"No, I think this will be just fine." I say, cutting her off. We walked the material to the counter. I wrote a check for it all, and then we walked to the door. I turned and looked back, Tommy had been following me with his eyes. I smiled at him, and he smiled back. We got into the car, and drove to the grocery store.

I had all kinds of ideas about dinner, and started to grab things off the shelves and put them into the basket, prowling up and down each of the aisles. Evie mumbled something about me being a shopping machine, but I didn't quite catch it. The basket was loaded with items and was almost full. I felt good going through the register, and then paid for everything. We went out to the car, and with the assistance of a really good looking bag boy, we were totally loaded up. Evie slipped him her number, as he had been smiling at her the whole time.

Evie wasn't bad looking at all, she was actually very pretty. She had bobbed black hair and had a very slender figure. I wasn't ever interested in girls, but if I was, I might date her. Just have to learn to deal with her talking so much and so fast...I opened the car door for her and got her inside. I climbed in and started the car and pulled out of the parking lot. We drove to the house, pulling into my driveway. We unloaded the groceries and I seperated our stuff from Evie's and rebagged hers, leaving it on the counter. She was busy checking on the drapes for the house, measuring windows and counting them.

She said she was going home to put her groceries away, grabbed the bag off the counter and left. I went and changed into my shorts and came back into the living room. I was determined that I was going to start to tackle the front yard today. I went out back and started the water in the flower beds around the pool. I cut some to place on the dining room table to replace the ones from yesterday. I loved fresh cut flowers. I turned and looked back at the house, hearing something.

Evie was trotting out of the slider toward me. "You are never going to believe this..." She said in her rapid excited tone, I shook my head at her. "...well I went into the house to put my things away, and the phone rang. I picked it up and it was Brian..." I looked at her puzzled, "...you know the bag boy from the grocery store?..." I nodded my understanding as I continued to water, "...he wants to come over in a while to see me..." she squealed with excitement, I went to say something, but she cut me off, "...but the other thing is, Jason is in the front yard." My eyes went wide. "I know. He's out there weeding the flower beds and has his lawn mower out and..." I dropped the hose and took off for the door.

"Stay in the house, Evie." I said, as I reached the slider. I lept across to the front door and threw it open, walking out onto the front sidewalk. And, there he was bent over in one of the flower beds, pulling weeds. I walked across the faded lawn toward him, coming up behind him. "Just what the hell are you doing?" I asked, standing behind him. I noticed his naked, deeply tanned muscular back. He rose to his feet and turned toward me.

"Well, I thought about it all morning long..." I was staring at his very sculpted chest and abs, my God he was gorgeous, "...and this is how I need to apologize to both you and Steve, by getting the front yard squared away." He leaned close to me, and said in a sexy low voice, "Besides, it will make my Aunt happy to see flowers over here again."

He was pulling at my heart strings using Mrs. Allen like that. He was killing me. I smiled at him, briefly. "Alright. I guess it's okay, if it's for her. But, I'm warning you, Steve will be home soon. I don't know what he'll do if he finds you here." I said, puffing my chest out a little. Well, that felt good. I turned on my heels and went back into the house, closing the door.

Evie was sitting at the counter, wringing her hands together. "Well?" She asked as I walked by her toward the slider. She jumped up and followed me out. I went over to the hose and moved it further down the bed, laying it back down. I could feel her staring at me, waiting, it was killing her. I turned and looked at her.

"You know, it's really warm today. Would you like to take a swim?" I asked, in a teasing fashion.

"Kevin!"

I laughed. "Well, I'm going for a swim." She sighed heavily at me. I grinned. "Alright. He said he was doing it to apologize to Steve and me, and he wants to make the yard look good for Mrs. Allen."

"Really." Evie huffed. "That's what he said?"

"Yep." I shrugged my shoulders. "I have to take what he says as true, I guess. We'll see. Besides, I warned him Steve was going to be home soon, and didn't know what he would do if he found him here." Evie smiled.

"I hope he kicks his butt again." Evie said flatly. She looked at me, squinting her eyes. "You're hoping that, too, aren't you?" I just shrugged my shoulders again, stepping to the edge of the pool. "I think that's mean..."

"Why? I warned him." I said, dragging my toes through the water. I walked over and moved the hose again. "Water's a little warm, let me go kick on the pump, it should cool it down a little..."

"Kevin! What are you trying to do?" Evie asked grabbing my shoulder.

"Nothing, Evie, why? You think I'm setting him up? Or Steve? No, Jason has to deal with his own guilt with Steve. They're not together anymore. Jason is obviously having a problem with that. Steve will handle him."

"That is mean." Evie shook her head. "You think Jason is here to try and break you two up, don't you? You think that he is going to try something on you...that's why you're letting him stay."

"Jason already tried to do something with me, and I threw him out. I won't let anything come between me and Steve. Jason is going to have to learn that, the hard way. Steve said he would kill him, if he came back here or into the neighborhood."

"You want that?" Evie asked, backing up a step from me.

"Nope. But, Jason has been warned." I stepped over to the pool steps and stepped on the top one with both feet. "I'm not trying to be a jerk. I just want to be left alone with Steve. Jason is the jerk. You said so yourself, Evie."

"Well, I guess." She whispered. "I should go home. I should get ready if Brian comes by."

"That's right, the new boyfriend." I wiggled my eyebrows at her. She rolled her eyes.

"Now, you are being a jerk." She said, making me laugh.

"Want me to walk you home?" I asked stepping out of the pool. "I know you don't like Jason, and I can make sure he doesn't bother you, if I walk you home."

"No, I'll be alright. I don't like Jason for what he does. I don't know him as a person, but, maybe he's a nice guy, I don't know. I'll see you later." She turned and walked toward the house.

"Oh, no coffee in the morning, it's Steve's day off." I called out to her, she waved her hand in the air as she walked in the house through the slider. I dropped my shorts and dove in the water, letting it cool me off. I paddled around a little in the small pool, a few backstrokes. I lay on the steps of the pool, just thinking. I knew I had to get busy with dinner here soon.

"Hi, Kevin." Came a voice from behind me. I looked over my shoulder toward the back fence.

"Hey, Darrin." I turned over on the steps, looking at the fence. "What are you doing?"

"Nothing. I thought I heard splashing out here, and thought it might be you." He paused for a moment. "Is she gone?"

"Who? Evie? Yeah, she went home." I rested my chin on my folded arms on the concrete. "You know, it's kind of a pain in the ass to talk to the fence."

"I know, I'm sorry." The voice trailed off. I huffed and got up out of the pool. I walked over to the fence and put my hands on it, leaning forward. "Oh, wow" I heard Darrin say softly.

"Alright, come on, stand up, and let me have a look at you. You can stare at my dick later." I said, again feeling brave. Darrin stood up, letting me see only his face over the fence, because of it's height. He was cute, with kind of ratty black hair, pale from probably being locked up all day inside the house. I liked his button nose. I smiled.

"What?" He asked.

"Not what I imagined, that's all. Looks like you need some sun, though." I said.

"He likes me pale."

"Hmmm. Well, I like 'em tanned." I teased.

"Like Steve. He's very beautiful, like you."

"Thank you. Yeah, he is beautiful, that's for sure." I looked through the fence slats and saw him standing on the grass in the backyard. "So, is this what you do with yourself during the day? Watch me in the pool?" He went completely red, "Well, I have to start dinner for Steve, I'll talk to you later." I pushed off the fence and turned and grabbed my shorts. I shut the hose off and went into the house. I put the shorts back on, and got busy with dinner prep. Once everything was going, I went into the bathroom and brushed out my hair from being wet in the pool. I went back to the kitchen and got busy again.

I was lost in thought at the stove, doing all of the cooking for dinner, I didn't even hear the door open or close. I jumped slightly as hands touched my waist and that nuzzling of his nose in my hair at the back of my neck. I leaned my head back against his shoulder as he moved his mouth to my neck.

"You're home early." I whispered. I could feel myself growing in my shorts. I rubbed my hands over the backs of his as he pulled me to him.

"I've thought about you all day long, and what you did this morning. I really couldn't concentrate on my job. He kissed my neck below my ear and then moved up and gently put his tongut tip inside. I took a deep breath and exhaled. "Dinner smells good, and I see that you've been bust today. I had to slide in next to Evie's car."

"I forgot to move it, I'm sorry."

"It's alright." Steve whispered in my ear. I turned in his hands, wrapping my arms around his neck. "Ohhh yeah, I like that." He said, rubbing his hardening cock against my already stiff one. "Someone need some attention?" I nodded quickly, he smiled. "It will have to wait." He said flatly, making my face drop. "So...I pulled in and saw Jason here. Do you want to tell me your version?"

"Are you mad?"

"That all depends. Did you let him in the house?" I shook my head. "Did you talk to him?" I nodded. "Did he touch you?" I shook my head again, slowly, making full eye contact with him. "Good. Because if he did, I'll have to kill him, and then I'd be very upset with you too." I gulped. I knew he meant every word that he said.

"So, you talked to him?"

"I did."

"Did you..." he looked at me quizically, "...beat him up?" He chuckled.

"No. We talked for a few minutes. I told him if he comes near you, I'll break him in half. I don't mind him, Kevin. We used to see each other. It's been over for a long time now. But, I don't trust him. He manipulates people, uses them, and I don't want him anywhere near you. Are you good with that?" I nodded quickly.

"So, you're not mad?"

"How could I be mad at you? I mean, really. Just look at you, you sexy little machine. You cook, you clean, and you...", he kissed me quickly, "...are totally trustworthy. I knew I could, and you proved me right. One more reason why I love you so much."

He makes my heart melt when he's like this. His eyes so soft, like they're going to tear up. The way he touches me with his powerful hands, so gentle and warm. My throat tightens up, and my stomach flips. I love him, this beautiful man, so much, it hurts. I lean in and gently kiss him. I pull back.

"Now, do I have time to take a shower before dinner?"

"Well, yeah. Don't think you're going to set that dirty ass down at that table,do you?"

"Uh, no, sir. I suppose not, sir. If you will excuse me, sir." He said, giving me a little salute. I grabbed a kitchen towel and snapped it on his butt. He jumped a little and kept walking.

Dinner was done, and I was serving it on the table, when he walked out in his own shorts. He walked over to me and ran one hand up the back of mine, making me jump. I gave him a dirty look in reply. He smiled. I turned and grabbed his crotch and squeezed it firmly. He moaned and exhaled.

"Don't do that, little man."

"Why not?" I asked, leaning closer to him. "You teased me. It's only fair."

Before I knew it, he knocked my hand out of the way from his crotch, scooped me up and threw me over his shoulder. He spun around and walked down the hallway.

"What about dinner?" I asked, grabbing his butt with both hands.

"Fuck dinner." He said, as he walked up to the edge of the bed, tossing me on it. He lept on me, kissing me passionately, then pulled back. "I think we can eat dinner later. I want to eat you first."

I chuckled, wrapping my arms tight around his neck. "I just knew you were hungry."