Our Senior Year and More

Now dad’s store is short both Herb and my dad, I’ve taken over the books, and I now am also tasked in finding an adequate replacement as well with the purchasing, which dad always took care of by the seat of his pants and life experience. Now I must say I’m lost, so I began to delve into not only the books but past purchases and prices as I built spreadsheets and forms to help me figure it all out. I brought a lot of work home each night so dad could help explain and dad even came down to the store on a good day to help me try to figure it all out. I suppose if I can’t get someone hired before I head back to school then I could do some of this work remotely from home. So my search for adequate replacements continues, I’ve placed ads, talked to the townspeople who in this small community could be either a blessing or a curse, and my full faith in online job search engines.

I was back at Tommy’s to hang out one night, he and Maryann were going over some things, it seems Maryann and Baker 1 are getting pretty serious and are engaged, she’s also taken on so much of the farms business, with books, advertising, sales, marketing, hiring, gift shop and managing housekeepers and coordinating with food and, she’s ultimately requested to step back a bit, and Tommy also agreed that too many eggs are in her basket. So instead of going out with Tommy and Devin that night I asked to see some of the bookkeeping just to see if I could somehow make it easier for them, I mean I was almost graduated and Maryann really only had a two year degree, of course I must be superior and be able to make things easier, for them, somehow I seem to let my ego step in.

By the end of my first week, I somehow simplified it using much of what I learned from my experiences with dads store and offered to remotely do the books for them, with Maryann just being able to access them online for daily entries and for Tommy that would cut out a large portion of her day. So now I was working diligently on getting 2 sets of books computerized in similar forms so I can work on them in my spare time and yet enable others to access and input data. Now I’ve taken on more than I myself can handle, my superhero ego again.

Week 2 was drawing to a close and I still no viable employee candidates, do I dare pack up, only half finished and head home? Shit what should I do? Mom and dad still really need my help, but mom is insistent on me returning back to New York as I’m almost at the finish line. I debate if I should change my plane ticket again or not. I bit the bullet and decided to wait till I was home to discuss it more with Josh even though he knew from our nightly conversations that I may have bit off more than I could chew. So I packed my bag and had Tommy bring me to the airport, I promised mom, dad, Tommy and Maryann that I would do as much as I could from home and would be in touch everyday with progress and we would make this work when we go live. In reality I think I was over selling my abilities as I worked all the way back on the flight home. The seat next to me was luckily empty so I was able to spread out papers from both companies as I tapped away on my laptop, remembering to keep hitting save and save as so I could go back to previous versions if I got myself lost.

I got off the plane and there was Josh, standing in a limo driver’s outfit holding a sign up greeting me, as he bent over to pick up my bag and escort me to the car. It was a hoot, and I loved that he did it, and Hell I was just so glad to see him, we hugged and squeezed each other’s butt right there in the grand concourse as I kissed him and he lost his little limo driver cap on the floor, some little kid picked it up and waited patiently for us to finish kissing before politely handing it back to Josh saying, “You dropped your hat, mister” and he handed it back, and Josh bent over and thanked the little boy, as he ran back to his parents. Josh then said I hope our kids are that polite one day. “OUR KIDS”…. holy crap, Josh said that, he just melted my heart again, and yet we’ve never spoken of that before, but hell we were only engaged for 3 weeks now, and we’ve been a part 2 of them. He opened the passenger door and let me in, tossed the bag in the trunk and got in and drove off, but we didn’t go home, we went to a big expensive hotel in the city, where we checked in for the weekend.

I couldn’t bear to tell him I had a ton of work to do, and I didn’t , I tucked it all away and sent texts to mom and Tommy and said we’d pick up on Monday after my classes. Josh took my bag and tossed it in the door after he opened it. Then he bent over put his arm under my knees and the other around my neck as he picked me up and carried me inside. I bent over and gave him a kiss, I mean his face was right there, he almost slipped as there was a step down into the huge suite with a wall of windows overlooking the city, he announced “Alexa close the drapes” and the drapes closed by themselves, then he said turn the lights on Dim and the lights turned on and automatically dimmed. He put me down on the couch and picked up a remote and there must have been 100 battery operated votive candles that lit up and began flickering, another remote began soft sensual music, he had this all planned out, checked in and set up before I even boarded the plane.

He said “Dave I know the last few weeks have been very stressful, and tonight and tomorrow , I’m going to try to make you forget everything, because it’s you and me, no school, no work, no parents, no farm no store. It’s just us”! he straddled me on that couch and sat me up slightly to remove my shirt, I hugged him tight, restricting him from getting it off of me, as I laughed, to which he reached under it and began tickling my sides. I immediately gave up and fell backwards as the shirt exited my head with a pop. He tossed it over his shoulder to the floor and put almost his full weight and warm hands on my bare chest and hovered his head over mine, and he slowly began grinding his ass over my ever rapidly hardening cock through our jeans, and he smiled while looking directly into my eyes. His hair fell forward dangling as I reached up tugging his shirt from him as I tossed it over the back of the couch, his blue eyes and dimples barely visible in the dim flickering candle light. He sat back own on my crotch as he played with his fingers but trying not to tickle me as he ran them down my chest and around my nipples and placed one in my belly button and then he followed my waistband, until he reached under my back and lowered himself to kiss my face , ears then neck. My dick was bursting to escape the confinement of my jeans, I knew he was hard too, but he still took his damn time. Every time I tried to speed things up, he forced me to slow down. It seemed like he would go back 2 steps whenever I initiated anything, it took me a long time to figure out his motive, but damn I enjoyed every moment of his luscious body caressing mine.

Finally after what seemed an eternity, he stood and unbuckled his belt and unbuttoned his pants and kicked his shoes off. I tried to follow suit by reaching for my belt but he again stopped me. I guess I just interrupted his plan once again and he knelt on the floor (without removing his pants) and went back to kissing my face neck and ears while his hands glided over my chest once again. One step forward two back again. I finally caught on and resigned myself to let him do what he wanted on his timeline, and damn it was worth every minute or hour that he took to accomplish that.

Now he has worked his tongue down to my navel, and while he flicked it in and out of its crevasse, his right hand finally began unbuckling my belt, and slowly he lowered the zipper almost like that was secondary to his tongue bath one tooth at a time. Then he stood dropped his pants and stepped out of them and extended his arm to get me to stand up off the couch. He slowly pulled my jeans down to my knees and then worked each leg over my feet as he licked his way back up one leg stopping at my boxer briefs and then progressing his tongue back down my other leg to my feet. Then he spun me around and worked up the back side of my leg ever so slowly, put his hands on my thighs just below the briefs and pushed his thumbs up the legs holes as he began tonguing the bottom of my ball sack still covered in the briefs. Now his fingers are up the leg holes on both sides and he reversed his hands so the backs were on my thighs as his fingers protruded out the top of the waistband and he curled his fingers over the waistband and pulled the boxer briefs down with one fell swoop to my knees. I felt his nose penetrate the bottom of my ass crack as I reached down to gently stroke my freed harder than hard cock, but once again his hands quickly anticipated that, as he slapped my hand away. He lowered to the bottom of my ball sack, before spinning me around and sitting me back on the couch, while he finished removing my pants and underwear. He began his forward assault on my ball sack working its way up the shaft ever so slowly, it almost felt like my pre cum was being coaxed up the shaft by his tongue each time as he went higher and higher. He finally reached the rim of the head where he encircled and encircled it forever while my body wanted so much to expel its seed he went just slow enough to keep it inside me. By now he could taste the pre cum running down the slit and he spent extra time lapping it up.

Then he suddenly stopped and stood, straddling my legs and his hands pulled my head forward to his throbbing overly engorged dick shaft and its purple head as I opened my mouth and cupped his balls with my hands and took the whole shaft, and then he face fucked my mouth ever so slowly, I could just sit and enjoy it if only my jaw didn’t tire so fast, and I finally had to make him stop. He then lay me down on my back he straddled my torso with his knees as he bent his soft and firm ass into my face while he went back to work on my dick and I stuck my tongue out into his soft, warm, smooth crack, and I let it spend its sweet time exploring that valley, only slightly brushing over his hole, but making sure I bypassed it, forcing myself becoming the teaser rather than the teased. He began engulfing my member with globs of great spit as I felt it running down along side my balls, he knew the closer I got the faster I’d work on his ass, and he was right because it didn’t take long for me to start spreading those cheeks and darting my tongue into that ring, and trying to muster enough of my own spit to loosen him all up.

After a few moments, and my determination to cum to orgasm, he got back up, spun around and once again straddled me only facing me this time, as he sat right on my rigid rod. He slid right on down like a perfect fit, and my shaft felt so comfortably warm wrapped in his encasement. He began riding me harder as he bounced up and down, his ball sack hitting my navel and his dick bouncing first right then left as it slapped my abs. I reached up to finger between his sack and thighs and then started rolling those balls in my hands. When I suddenly yelled I was ready to cum, he bounced even harder as he also began a forward and reverse motion and except for my hands still cupping his balls he too came shooting across my chest in long streams of his translucent goo. My seed was expelling itself deep in his bowels as he clenched his ass muscles tightly around me, as he pulled off of me and my cum dribbled out of him down onto me. He lay in our cum, cementing our bond as we took a nice nap for about an hour or so.

We rose and showered got dressed and went out to a fancy restaurant to eat and wound up the night at Mr Big Stuffs gay bar. Mr. Big Stuffs was my first and favorite gay bar in the city, it was a Disco heaven with half naked guys dancing , I somehow wished I’d lived in the disco era as I was born to disco dance and exert all my energy. Now that I think of it, it may have been my mom playing records and dancing away with me as a kid in the living room, the beat automatically gets me pumping my fists in the air and my legs a bouncing. Tonight was much different as we danced in the door to that raging disco music and mirror ball and laser light show, smoke on the floor at least waist high, as Josh actually stayed there dancing with me the rest of the night. He usually would dance one or two numbers but he lovingly participated with me the rest of the night.

We went back to the room where we spent all day Sunday and headed back to our apartment, we stopped for some fast food and I finally got to talk to Josh saying I didn’t know how I was going to handle everything on my plate, he told me to shush, and well deal with it later, as he fully knew what I was going through but didn’t want our weekend to end yet. Tomorrow our classes start up again, we got home and Josh and I just went to bed, saying we’ll discuss everything tomorrow night and we will work it out together.

To be continued