Our Senior Year and More

It was New Years Eve and we stayed at the farm rather than go to moms as we originally had planned, but mom came over to Tommy’s instead for dinner after feeding dad at home. She of course had to bring too much stuff with her, so our small celebration could feed an army. As much as we all tried, Tommy especially to be there for mom, because she was always there for all of us whenever we needed it, we just couldn’t get her out of “mom” mode. Mom decided to head home at about  8, Devin and Tommy were drinking heavily, watching some movie on TV. I was still feeling a bit out of it, so Josh led me upstairs to call it an early night. It wasn’t the celebration I was hoping for, but Josh was there for me, I told him as soon as Herb was back I was going to confront him, and take it from there, I was going to give him every opportunity to explain, and hopefully I was wrong about everything. Yes, my mind was elsewhere on this supposed to be happy day, and this year, it was going to be our great year, a celebration, and instead Josh and I are in bed by 10 PM, with the TV playing in the background. I kissed my man and thanked him for being him and putting up with my antics and worry, and then I apologized for the mess this week has turned into. He immediately put his fingers to my lips and said “it may have turned into a mess, but it’s our mess, and I’m in that mess as well, with you by my side, always remember that. This, as with all of our endeavors, will pass as well, we will get through it, and well be stronger for it all, but we can’t expect to go through life all happy and jolly all the time, when there will always be tears to shed, life is always going to interfere”. Damn it, he was right, as I began to fall asleep in his arms.

At 11:55 PM, he woke me and handed me a glass of some wine that he must have found downstairs, that somehow he got undetected, he must have left to go and get at some point. We both watched the countdown and all the pre recorded celebrations of New York’s Times Square, London, Australia and Japan on TV, as we deep kissed one another and drank our first drink of the New Year. It was a long passionate kiss as we held each other together very tightly. He told me we weren’t waiting for the California celebrations although the TV station already had switched to the live feeds from the west coast. I was tearing up and feeling bad again, for ruining what should have been a perfect night. When Josh said he’d rather not be anywhere else, then here with me right now, on this very special day, it was our one week anniversary of being engaged.

I wiggled under the covers and managed to find his dick, like I didn’t know where to find it, I took his hardened dick in my mouth and sucked him off like there was no tomorrow, as I twisted my head left and right and my right hand slid up and down in my wet salivating saliva. I’m sure my head bobbing up and down in those sheets looked like Casper the ghost as it raised and lowered and I felt a deflating breeze surround me with each down ward swallow. Then he suddenly came and I tried to absorb every drop, but we all know gravity had its way with some of that cream, as it slid back down his shaft and I created a damn with my fist wrapped tightly around the base and went back down once more to retrieve every last drop of his luscious warm fluids that seemed to slither around inside my mouth being ever so careful not to swallow.  I emerged from under the sheets with cum dripping from my lips and I kissed his lips with his own cum, which I pried apart with my well lubricated tongue. He took the cream from my mouth as we shared his nectar with delight, swirling what was left between us.  He almost immediately climbed under the covers and reciprocated, his warm mouth and especially that talented tongue, wrapped around my shaft with pleasure. He spent so much time teasing the ring around the head that was aching and bulging with thumps of throbs wanting to bust the seed from my nuts, as it seemed multiple times the pressurized path was building with fluid, but he refused to let it flow by concentrating on moving around and letting me cool back down between each almost certain climax that he wouldn’t let me achieve. Then he stopped fooling around and with one hand following his mouth on my shaft the other placed firmly on my abdomen my penis exploded with such a fiery passion like Mount Vesuvius, and it just kept on coming. My groans were out of control as I thrashed up and down but he held his oral grip, still under that sheet fledgling up and down, so tightly as he was sucking down as much as he possibly could yet like a chipmunk he was storing some in his cheeks, before coming back up to share my seed with me. We repeated our sharing kiss the same as we did earlier with his cum, as we slobbered our spit and cum all around our mouths and on our lips and cheeks  our first encounter of the new year turned out to be the most fantastic mutual blow jobs, culminating with a cum filled kiss. We both shortly fell asleep after.

At 7 AM we were both awakened by Tommy dressed only in sleep pants saying “Happy New Year” with a happy smile and full breakfast on a tray, followed by Devin walking in carrying another tray of food. I wondered how the hell those two guys that were drinking so much when we went to bed, were even awake at this hour, Tommy replied, “Once a farm boy always a farm boy”. They pulled up an end table and plopped mine and Josh’s tray on the bed, our nakedness only covered by a sheet at this point, as the two of us sat there naked in front of our half naked friends eating a fantastic full breakfast. I could only think of our little orgy the other night, damn those two guys were hot as I took in the sight of the 4 of us, naked chests fully exposed while we all enjoyed our breakfast. My dick was defiantly hard under those blankets, and Josh reached under giving me a teasing tug that hopefully went undetected. We all took turns at separate showers, we dressed and Josh and I cleaned up the breakfast dishes, while Tommy and Devin showered.

Tommy told us to both dress warm, as we were going to go for a refreshing, invigorating horseback ride. Then he guilted us, by accusing us that we were both like old married party poopers, I hate to admit it but he was right. We headed out to the old barn saddled up the horses and went for a long exhilarating ride in the cold January air, up the mountain and across the meadow with a thin crust of snow. I still marvel at how well my city boy, Josh, gained or I should say, retained his riding knowledge in such a short time, granted he was still riding Pudgy, his favorite over the hill, training horse that Tommy usually saved for kids and beginners. Seeing him on that old three quarter horse again made me reminisce, laughing about the time he was riding him down Main St when he was looking for me and didn’t have a vehicle.

The next day I drove Josh to the airport and we had a very tearful goodbye, it was like I wasn’t going to see him again. But we’ve been apart before, like during his internship, which by far was the toughest time I had away from him. “But what’s the big deal he said”, in two weeks he’ll be greeting me at the airport in NY and be together again, and well go home to our apartment and finish the semester, move on with life and most importantly begin to plan our wedding. I drove back to town thinking about the fact now we have to plan a wedding, where, when and how, so many scenarios. I finished out my day at the store, before going home and visiting my parents. Mom then asked if I would consider moving back to my room at home for the 2 weeks, and I agreed, since Josh was now gone, as that would be best, so I could help out. So I went back to Tommy’s and packed up my week’s worth of clothes and bid him and Devin a Thank you and went back to my childhood room, where mom took my dirty clothes and began a wash, once a mom always a mom I guess. Tommy and Devin said they’d stop over every night after work and dinner for a few hours while I was here, and we planned on doing some of the things we had originally planned as well, only Josh wouldn’t be with us.

The next day I reopened the store, and Herb showed up at work and he was so overly apologetic about missing the last 4 or 5 days, I tried to greet him cordially in front of the others. I invited him to have a seat with me in his office, where I closed the door behind me and began to question him systematically on his books, one error at a time. He had some explanations for the first one, and claimed the second might have been an oversight, but by the third one he was beginning to sweat, by the 4th or 5th one, I went back to the first one, and he suddenly was becoming defensive. Then I showed him the printed spreadsheet of the total breakdown and cost of these errors that I found and his eyes opened wide and glassy, and he became silent. I think he knew he was caught and didn’t have a good escape plan.

I was only a mere kid, when he treated me like a great uncle every time I use to come into the store, he was a kind man and I always thought a good friend, how could this man that I’ve known my whole life do this to our family? Well, I told him, “Herb, I’m not a kid anymore and it all sounds like a bullshit cover-up”, and I fired him right there on the spot, I was so angry, he begged me to let him make it right, and I stood my ground and asked if he needed me to escort him out, as he began to pack his things, and I told him not to bother, I’ll have someone do it for him when I can be sure our property stays here. He begged “But your Dad”. I cut him off and said I’ll deal with him, in fact you may want to get your story straight, because I’m sure the sheriff  will be knocking at your door and very soon. So in a huff he darted out of the office, and Marge tried to grab him before leaving the store, to see where he was going and why, as she was able to see he was visibly upset. Then I made sure the store was empty of customers, and I closed and stood by the door not letting anyone else in, while I quick had Marge call over the intercom for a quick meeting up front, I quickly and bluntly just announced that Herb would no longer be working here and he is not welcome in the building anymore, and left it at that. Then I told Marge, at some point today, to please pack up his personal things, as she questionably said yes, and walked away, and I reopened the front doors.

I contacted the town sheriff, and presented him the evidence which he took along with Herbs personal possessions that Marge packed up to drop off for me, as he indicated he was going to question him first. It was a smaller town and we all knew pretty much everyone and Herb was well liked, but the sheriff said he would treat the situation with kid gloves and assured me it would be handled properly and legally. I had no intent of calling in the sheriff when the day began, but his insistence on continuing to cover it up had me so mad, I just lost it. Marge later questioned me about why I would fire Herb for being sick, and I told her, it was way worse than that and at this point I would rather not go into it, trust me, it will eventually come out, she backed off immediately visibly shaken.

I took the rest of afternoon off and went home, and sat in my parents’ bedroom with mom sitting by in a side chair and dad was sitting up in bed, as I delivered the bad news along with the proof. Dad was devastated to no end, and I pretty much went into a severe depressed mood myself. Exactly what I didn’t want to happen, as my heart went out to dad’s feelings, I began to cry apologizing. Dad said, Nonsense, and that he was too blind to pay attention and thanked me, and then said it was my duty to do what I did, and he said that he was proud of me and that he probably wouldn’t have been able to do that to Herb.  Then I asked him. “Well then why do we feel so shitty then?” and he said because we just lost a good friend, and business is business, and dad blamed himself for looking the other way, when he should have paid more attention. So we all believe I did the right thing but we all still feel miserable about it. I think it was more the betrayal by someone we considered a long time friend.

That night Josh face timed me, I was in bed missing him dearly, I explained the woes of my day to him, as I saw his lips fill my screen as he kissed it and it put a smile on my face. He asked to show him my “luscious dick” and he wanted it hard, which made me laugh, and I told him he was a freaking horny bastard, as he lowered the phone to show me his dick and he gripped it tightly making sure I could see his brand new ring around his finger, then I looked below his dick and damn him, he had that damn huge dildo in his ass as he jerked off with one hand and pistoned and twisted that latex appendage in and out of his ass. He got into our damn toy box, and I had to laugh saying I wished I had some of those toys here to play with you. He kissed me goodnight and told me he’d call tomorrow night after 10.