Our Senior Year and More

Our Senior Year and More part 18

The next day Tommy and Devin had dinner waiting for Josh and I, when I got back from dads store, and Josh from work in Springfield. As Tommy was putting the hot plates of food on the table, Devin spoke up, “we need to talk” as he whipped out from under the table this 12 inch fat dried up sticky dildo, that he slapped on the Formica table. Josh and I just burst out in laughter, we apparently never picked that damn thing back up. luckily one of the cleaning crew tossed it in the dumpster but not before telling Tommy about it, as there was no record of who was in that room last since Tommy just tossed us the keys. We all began bursting out in laughter, but Devin continued saying he wanted to hear all about this thing. Then Josh embarrassed me even more by saying yeah, Dave had that in his ass, even Hulk would be proud. Devin proceeded to toss it across the room getting it into the kitchen sink yelling 2 points.

The new house was coming along fantastic and ahead of schedule, Josh was settling in and doing great in his job at the law firm, the new barn was up and running, the books were good, both for the farm, dude ranch, leases, tenants and dads store. Dad seemed to be more like himself these days, but was still taking it easy, in fact he and mom were spending more time together doing life things, like day trips and weekend flings. I was more than busy, as bookings for the dude ranch were on the rise and we even discussed expanding the cabins and turning the old Kurtz Dorm more into an activities center and western store.

One day Marge called and asked if I could come down to the store, she seemed to sound concerned, and I asked her what was up. She indicated and said nothing big, but she thought I’d be interested in someone who was there and asking for my dad. So I headed downtown and there was a guy, I didn’t really know him, but he seemed vaguely familiar. It turns out, he was Richard P. Harder, when he introduced himself I had giggled because I remember my dad talking about “Dick Harder” and as a kid in my adolescent mind, I wondered who would name their kid that? Not only was he hit with “Dick Harder” but “Pee Harder” a double blow as I giggled again, thinking about me thinking about double “blow”. Anyway Dick Harder ran an corporate chain Farm and Garden store about 3 towns over and unbeknownst to me, they closed last week, My dad and he would help each other out when the situation called for it, they even sometimes split their orders to get better pricing, but still they were somewhat rivals, but in a Midwest friendly way. Turns out he was looking to see if we were possibly hiring since the closing has left him high and dry, he was only about 50 but he was a seasoned 50, with some good experience and years under his belt and he still had more than a few more to go, so we talked, and I told him I’d get back to him.

That night I talked to dad, and dad jumped at the opportunity and said that Dicky (as I Laughed again), was a good man and the company’s financial problems were not his fault. He insisted I set up a meeting with him and we’d meet him at the store. The three of us met at the store and went across the street for lunch. We wound up hiring him and discussed the current personnel situation with Marge being more or less an assistant manager due to her years and experience, and the 2 new guys that were also decent future potential management personnel, suddenly we seemed to be management heavy, but thought things may shake out ok. Dick understood the dynamics and said he wouldn’t do anything to upset the apple cart, in fact he’d groom the two guys to help him immensely. It was also at this meeting that Dick found out the true seriousness of my dad’s illness, and how dad wished me to be the main person overseeing and in charge, but this situation would greatly reduce the amount of work needed by me to manage the store. I left that lunch feeling great and could devote more time to my accounting responsibilities of the businesses. This was the real first step that dad was stepping away, perhaps for good, and I think he felt he now had a competent reason to step away.

The next night on our nightly tour of the house progress, Josh insisted on taking a golf cart over across the street rather than walking over. So we did, and the basic frame was in place and the first few exterior rows of logs were there and Josh brought in two large duffle bags he slung over his shoulder and another smaller bag he handed off to me. We stood there in our future living room, on the plyscore floor, where he opened the bags and set up a Picnic style dinner for two on a blanket, complete with candles and wine and a Bluetooth speaker playing romantic tunes from his phone. We ate his take out chicken dinner on paper plates with those infamous sporks, and drank the wine while we looked around and pointed out many things and envisioned that directly above us will one day be our master bedroom, however right now there was no floor there, the roof was framed but we could still see stars in the sky through the openings in the sidewalls. Our fieldstone fireplace and chimney went from the basement footings straight up through the 2nd floor and could potentially already house a fire but we refrained from going that far.

Josh lay back on his back as he looked skyward trying to envision the house complete. I leaned over and thanked him with all my heart, before culminating in a kiss followed by a rumpus hug, that kind of grew into and resembled a wrestling match. As we giggled and fought for domination grabbing, pinching, and tickling each other to gain the upper hand, I think you all can imagine who was going to win this round.

Of course we knocked over the wine and plastic solo cups and spilled what was left of the mashed potatoes and gravy onto the plywood floor and we both had some coleslaw on our pants, before he pinned me on my back, holding my shoulders to the floor while he straddled me, knees at my waist and he went in for a Josh kiss, then he sat back and my hard dick must have easily been detectable in his ass crack through our pants. He pulled my polo shirt up from my waist and pinched it over and behind my neck before pressing both shoulders back down to the floor, of course I wasn’t resisting either. Then he kissed my chin, my ears, my neck and slowly but surely down my chest stopping briefly after visiting each nipple and donning his undivided attention to each one making them feel very special indeed.

All as he kept grinding his cloth covered ass into my cloth covered hard cock. Now even as flexible as Josh is he had to shimmy on down to my knees to continue his assault on my navel, his tongue devilishly tickling my abdomen, I think he tried to stretch that snake of a tongue inside my waist band to reach that throbbing dick head of mine, but to no avail. He began to undo my belt and unzip my fly as my boxer briefs poked out to see the fresh air, and yet yearning for a look or feel of naked companion dick or smooth ass to satisfy its lustful needs. It didn’t have to wait long as Josh quickly one armed removed his shirt and undid his pants with the other. Soon we were briefs to briefs rubbing and sliding around and we kissed and felt every inch of each other’s bodies deep into the dark night. Luckily earlier we snuffed out the candles to keep from starting a fire. After what seemed an eternity.

I was still on my back, the wet, warm, moist mouth began drenching my cock and balls, now protruded out and upward over the waistband of my briefs. Josh shimmied his briefs off after a fashion and sat on my abdomen, my cock pressed against his ass crack as he bent over for one final kiss before raising himself up and positioning directly over his target, and my helping hands guided him down my shaft till those luscious balls rested firmly on my abdomen, just under my navel and he rocked them into my ab muscles with his outstretched dick reaching for my chest. He rocked ever so slowly and gently until I creamed in his ass chamber, before he let his own massive load spew between us, the pressure between his stomach and mine almost restricting his ability to cum, so his spurts seemed more forceful than ever before, as they tried to escape his body.

We lay there in silence catching our breath hugging each other. His weight seems such a heavy dead weight now that he is so relaxed, my breathing is shallow with the pressure on me, but I am so happy as I know he is too. As we lay there so much longer, and then I realized I was still inside him. My dick was so soft in there, but he was so warm and comfy I wanted to just leave it in there, unfortunately Josh shifted and it didn’t take much for me to slide on out. We rolled to each other’s side and realized we enjoyed our first of many fucks in our new home, though still incomplete, we’ve christened our living room, now to figure how to christen the remaining rooms as they near completion.

We woke after a short rest or possibly a nap, scantily redressed and headed back up to Tommy’s house and quietly snuck up the stairs like two teenagers trying not to wake the kids. In the morning the boys gave us their usual shit, Josh dished it back though indicating we haven’t heard too much happening through those bedroom walls lately, in a bit of a dig. Tommy just replied who could hear anything over us two going at it like 2 dogs in heat all the time. Then he said I’ll bet you two fucked your brains out over there last night. When a smile came to my face and I just stared him down, acting but not really agitated, he got up and said we need to get out to work, see you guys later he said, as Devin got up and he followed him out to the yard.

Josh headed out shortly thereafter, and I retreated to my in house office, feeling back on top of the world once again. I looked over my schedule and remembered Tommy set up some more interviews with potential farm Dude Ranch help and I agreed to pre-interview them before he and Devin actually sat down with them. The Dude ranch was booming and booked almost every weekend solid and they added weekday tours as well.

The Thoroughbred farm had financial problems and began pulling out, after a lease breaking agreement was hammered out between them and Josh’s law firm. Tommy and Devin decided to take on Juan and Sammy full time on the farm side of the business, as Carlos went back to their main facility in Kentucky, much to Hulks satisfaction. In the meantime Tommy found his veterinarian was looking for a bigger place and they hammered out an agreement where he would use the Thoroughbred division of the barn and he and his wife and 2 kids would live upstairs. This agreement would better enable “on call” vet services for not only Tommy’s horses but the client horses too, it would work out to be a win win situation for all.

In the meantime a local horse trainer took some of the new stalls in the rebuilt bigger barn and she built a small horse jumping and trick riding school, where she used some of the separate corals that were built and left by the thoroughbred company. These were all long term leases and suddenly Tommy had many experienced personnel all over the place that provided incoming money as well as promoted his own business ventures.

Now the house is going good, the Dude ranch is operating at its peak, the Farm is back on its feet, Dad’s store is better than expected, Josh’s job is great, and I’m happier than a pig in shit, what could go wrong?

To be continued

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Just an interesting Side note: The part about Richard P. Harder is actually from a real life experience only I combined 2 actual people I knew. The first one being Richard Dick, a person from my high school, we called him Dick Dick and believe it or not he became a private investigator and security guard, we used to joke with him calling him “Dick Dick Private Dick”. The second guy was actually named James P. Harder who was a salesman that I delt with at one of my many jobs, and he actually made sure that his middle initial “P” was printed on his business cards, I couldn’t believe why, but to each his own, we never forgot James P. Harder. So for this story purpose, I paid homage to those two guys by combining their names for a bit of fun, LOL.