Summer Landscaping Bonus

I was never so excited to see the end of a semester as much as the ending of my third year. Not just because I had one year left to go, but because I was suddenly looking forward to returning home.

To MY home. With Joe. For the longest stretch yet.

As soon as my last exam ended, I picked up the phone to call Joe. Being in residence, you had 24 hours after your final exam to move out, and Joe wanted to know just how early he could get me. I had done a bit of packing already, but we had planned for him to come in the afternoon once I called him to give me more time to finish packing during his three-hour drive so I would be ready. My exam start time was a Saturday 9 o’clock am one, so by noon I was on the phone, calling to tell him it was all over. And boy was I ready for him.

As I picked up the phone I remembered my last night at our house when I was home for reading week. Joe had carried me in from the truck naked after pulling over, stripping me naked and letting me ride him on our way home from that first romantic dinner together in public. We had sex two more times that night, staying naked and awake most of the night. Until the reality of the next day hit us and Joe drove me back to residence to be apart yet again for the last couple of months.

We had decided to stay put, resisting the temptation for Joe to come up for a visit. But since it was just over two months left of the year, I said we could wait. It was the hardest two months yet.

“Hello!” Joe said anxiously into the phone, his deep voice louder than usual as he was expecting me to call.

Just the sound of his voice set my heart pumping. “Hey my man! I’m all done!”

“Yaaaaay!” His voice went up an octave. “Shall I start my drive now?!” He sounded as excited as I was.

“Yes please! I’m going to grab a bite and I’ll be all packed by the time you get here.”

“Okay,” He said happily, before he lowered his voice. “I can’t fucking wait to see you.”

My heart skipped a beat. “Mmmm. Me too.”

“I’m hard already.” He moaned into the phone with his sexy voice. I could feel my cock growing too, as all we seemed to do over the last two months was jerk off over the phone. The sound of his voice could get me hard instantly, but when he talked dirty to me over the phone, I could jerk out a load in no time.

“Don’t get me started.” I whispered sexily back.

Joe gave a low growl. “Well get started. I’ll be there in three hours, so be ready for my dick! I’m coming in hard.” He laughed at this sentence, before he breathed out heavily. “I’ve missed you so much.”

“Just drive carefully mister.” I moaned before we hurriedly said goodbye, knowing that the faster we got off the phone the faster he would arrive.

I hurried to the closest cafeteria to my residence to grab lunch, and as I contemplated whether I was going to eat inside or take it back to my room, I spotted the big older hunk from afar and turned quickly so he wouldn’t see me. Hoping that he wouldn’t see me.

But as I paid with my “to go” food, and started to leave, there he was coming towards me slowly.

“Brian!” He said loudly as he neared me from the side. I had a wrap and a water balanced in my one hand and automatically turned to the sound of my name and into his perfectly handsome face.

“Professor Davis.” I said with a grin, quickly looking around out of former fear. I met his big brown eyes staring at me and he gave me a little smile.

“How are you?” He said with squinted eyes, as if he was hoping to find the answer just by studying me. “You done exams?”

I stood in front of him now, seeing his large solid figure blocking my exit. My old history professor, Thomas Davis. He still looked good for a man almost 40, so perfectly sculpted and handsome, his blonde hair cut very short he almost looked bald. He folded his arms across his big pecs and glanced down at me. I suddenly pictured him naked, remembering that big cock of his, and how amazingly he had fucked me…

“I’m good and yeah, just finished my last exam just now.”

He gave me a head nod and smiled. “I haven’t seen you around much this semester, you doing okay?”

I glanced up at him, and he really was asking sincerely. I had avoided him as much as I could as I was the one that broke it off. I know I hurt him, but I couldn’t stand the sneaking around on campus and the fear of being caught. After all, I was sleeping with a professor. He wasn’t MY professor any longer when we started, but it just didn’t feel right. As I looked at him I felt suddenly sad, he really was a nice guy, and a hot one at that. I knew he was becoming obsessed with me and falling for me, so I ended it fast. I did miss our hot times together, but now I had someone else.

“I’m actually doing great!” I heard myself saying. “Heading home in a couple hours. My boyfriend is coming to pick me up.”

Tom’s eyes raised, as did mine I think as I referred to Joe as my “boyfriend” out loud to someone else. Tom’s lips pursed together and he gave me a little grin. “That’s good to hear Brian.” He gave me a sad smile. “I mean it, that’s good to hear.”

I felt like shit just then, and couldn’t help but feel sorry for him. “Thanks Tom.” I said quietly. “I’m sorry things didn’t work out for us.”

Tom gave a little snort through his nose. “Hey, no worries. I’m a big boy. I can take rejection.”

Ouch. I gave him a little upwards glare. “You know that if you weren’t my prof…”

He laughed. “I know I know. I totally get it. I shouldn’t have even tried….but you are just so….” He stopped and just let out a little “Mmmph.”

I felt myself going red and glanced around at the deserted cafeteria fearful someone was watching. As I had always felt anytime Tom and I were talking on campus. All I could do was shrug my shoulders. I looked up at him, realizing that Joe was just a darker version of Tom. The two could be gladiators fighting over me. Suddenly I thought about that fantasy and wondered who would win.

Joe, hands down, I thought with a grin.

“Well tell your boyfriend he’s a lucky guy.” Tom said holding out his hand for a shake.

I freed up a hand and put mine into his big warm hand and felt that spark I had felt the first time we shook hands. “I will. But I think I’m the lucky one. He’s a lot like you you know.”

Tom’s eyebrows raised. “Oh? A professor?”

I laughed, legitimately. “No. Big.”

Tom gave me a smile. “Well if he ever hurts you, give me a call.” He gave me a wink and let go of my hand and started to walk away.

And damn it if I didn’t turn and watch that perfect round ass of his walk away from me. Something inside me stirred, as I had a flash of his big thick cock sliding into me, hanging onto his shoulders that first time he fucked me standing up. Tom was a giant of a man in every way. And if he had not have been my professor….

But then Joe came along.

JOE! I thought to myself and snapped out of it and headed back to my dorm room to pack furiously in anticipation of my boyfriend coming.

I managed to eat lunch quickly, pack up the rest of my stuff, grab a shower to freshen up all before 3:30pm when I was expecting Joe. I told him I would meet him out front and as I grabbed my keys and slid into my flip flops on this warm end-of-April day, I was practically skipping down the hallway, forgetting all about Professor Tom and focusing on seeing my man.

As I approached the glass door to the building, I could see his bulky frame heading towards it. He was here already. He must have raced here to see me. I started to run to the door, slowing myself down suddenly as I realized I was NOT in a romantic movie. Especially since there hadn’t been one made yet about two guys!

And as I opened the doors, Joe’s face lit up when he saw me, and he himself started to move faster before regaining some self-control. Even though he was turning 39 this year, he suddenly looked 29 as he moved towards me with a big smile that lit up his entire face.

“Hey!” He said widening his eyes and coming near me. I stayed at the door, resisting the urge to run and leap into his arms like a girl. The door held me in place and all I could do was stare at him. His jeans snug tight against his powerful thighs. He had flip flops on, showing off his wide manly size 14 feet. His long-sleeved tee hugging every muscle on his upper body, showing them off in an utterly helpless way. He had a bit of a beard again, a very short trimmed one, which made him look so fucking sexy once again. Like a man. MY man.

He came right up to me and his scent wafted into my nostrils. “Hey sexy.” He said quietly as I moved forward for him to follow. I could hear the low grunt and growl as he took in my ass in my cotton shorts I had on, my own bare feet in flip flops as well. I turned to get beside him as he followed me inside.

“Drive was good?”

“Drive was hard.” He smiled at me, hooking one thumb into the waist of his jeans to let his hand cup his bulge discreetly. I looked down and knew he was rock solid already.

“I can see.” I giggled. “Might have to do something about that right now so the drive home isn’t so hard.”

Joe tilted his head as we moved out of the main hallway and headed towards my room. “We just might have to.” I felt his hand cup my ass as the hallway narrowed and he moved behind me. I let out a little moan myself when I felt his big hand completely cover my cheeks and he squeezed.

“I fuckin’ missed you so much.” He whispered behind me. My room wasn’t close enough and I could feel my heart pounding in my chest. He squeezed my ass again and then slid his hand upwards to my waist and pulled me back against him, feeling his hard bulge against my back.

I giggled again, loving the feeling of him behind me as I pulled out my key and stepped in front of my single room door. There weren’t many students left on my floor, so I wasn’t too worried about anyone catching us. But I wanted some privacy. As I put the key in, Joe pressed himself hard against me, practically shoving me into the door, his big body filling in the entire hallway behind me, grinding into me from behind as if he could fuck me through my clothes.

“Easy there big guy. I’m not going anywhere.” I turned behind me to look at his face peering down at me. I knew what he wanted just by looking at him. He was dying to kiss me.

I pushed the door forward and we stepped inside quickly. The door wasn’t even fully closed before Joe was pulling me into him and his lips were on mine, kissing me frantically, passionately, lifting me off the floor and up to meet his face. I wrapped my legs around his body as he picked me up and kissed him back just as ferociously.

He turned around and pressed me up against the door we had just closed, holding me under my ass as I clung on to him kissing him deeply. I was moaning, as was he, and my body was already writhing against him to get as close as possible to him.

“Holy fuck I want you.” I murmured in between his lips as his tongue wrestled with mine.

“Yeah?” he said sexily back, pushing me into the door harder and releasing his grip on my cheeks. I could hear his zipper and knew what he was doing. “Want me to fuck you right here?”

I nodded, reaching in between us to undo my own pants as I felt Joe wiggling out of his. His hands came up under my pits and he hoisted me up further, holding me against the door above his head which allowed me to push my pants down.

“Slide em off!” He snarled at me as he held me up. I looked down at him and could see that big veiny cock of his already sticking out below me. I pushed my pants down to my feet and kicked my way free. As soon as they were off Joe lowered me down, and met my lips once again in a hungry kiss.

I felt his cock head under me and I moaned in pleasure as I moved my ass around to feel its thickness. Joe broke our kiss and spit into his hand and reached under me to lube it, before holding it steady as we moved ourselves into position.

My arms were around his neck and I moved my head into his shoulder as he guided his cock to my hole. “Fuck Joe.” I simply said, squeezing him tight, breathing in deeply as the tip pushed into me. My back was off the door and Joe was literally holding me in his strong arms, hardly breathing at all at my lightness in his hands. One big hand was on my ass as he fed his cock into me, his breath directly into my ear as I waited for him to slide in.

“God, I missed you,” he whispered into me as warmth flooded through me as his cock moved into me slightly. I gripped his neck with my hands as I hissed into his skin, feeling the sharp pain of two months without.

“Easy!” I groaned, and kissed his neck as he paused and waited, afraid to move. “It’s been so long…” I tried to breathe through the pain and wished for once that his cock wasn’t so fucking big at times like these. When I wanted him so badly and could not wait to have him.

“Just breathe baby,” he kissed my cheek and brought a hand to my hair to hold my head against him, holding me in one arm completely as his cock waited to slide in further.

And then I inhaled deeply again, and I adjusted against him, feeling a little more of him press onward, making us both groan lowly.

“You are so fucking tight.” He growled in my ear, letting his tongue lick it, biting me gently as he held me still in his arm. His big hand ran down my head in gentle pats as his big lips played around my ear. I pulled at his shirt between us, and brought up the hem to his neck so I could get my hands on his lightly hairy pecs and grabbed them with both hands. He got the hint and pulled his shirt over his head like a hockey player, leaving it tucked behind his neck and exposing his chest for me to kiss and run my hands over his muscles. He was just as big as I remembered, just as solid, just as manly.

And he was all mine.

“Fuck me!” I moaned, sliding my hands down his bare torso, around to his lower back to grab the top of his big ass as I felt his cock slide into me completely, finally stretching me open to the point of pleasure.

And he wasted no time. He grunted, and lowered his hand to my ass and used both hands to clutch me tight and move me up and down his 9 inch thick piece of meat as he stood there, pressing me against the door.

“Fuck Brian!” He moaned into me, burying his head now into my neck and the top of my shirt. I leaned back against the door with him attached to my neck and held on to his ass, feeling the muscles in his glutes flexing like mad as he fucked me furiously against the door. He was breathing hard, and his grunts were growing.

“Just fill me up big guy! I need your load!” I moaned into his thick neck. He tasted delicious as I kissed any piece of him I could as he pounded me hard. This was pure lust and need, and I wanted it all.

He took a step back from the door and leaned back away from me to look at my eyes as he bounced me up and down on his shaft. Our eyes both popped out of our heads as I grabbed his neck to hang on at this sudden shift. Joe’s mouth dropped open and his head lowered, but his eyes stayed glued on mine. Then his lips curled in a grin and he nodded his head several times.

“I’m going to shoot.”

“Yeah do it! Fucking fill me up Joe!” I yelled, letting my head fall back at the pleasure of my big muscled man fucking me like a rag doll in his arms. I hung on and let him bounce me hard, until he leaned forward again and shoved me back against the door, hearing it bang hard at the impact as Joe’s grunts now filled the room.

He grunted out loud and rammed me deep, letting the first of his convulsions out into me, flooding my ass with his pent-up load. He relaxed for a brief moment with a loud satisfactory groan, before flexing his ass again and ramming up into me unloading more, followed by a third shove and a louder grunt. Then he was kissing me, letting his mouth fall open wide as another shudder washed over him and he shivered another load into me. “Jesus!” He groaned.

And then he leaned back, still with his cock in deep and grabbed my hard cock between us and gyrated into me as he jerked me. “Now you. Cum for me baby with my dick still in you.” His voice was low, and his eyes were now on my cock as his big fist squeezed it tight and worked it hard.

My hands went on to his pecs as I watched him, my own mouth now hanging open in shock as he brought me to a climax, still slowly fucking his cock into me to make me feel him deep.

“Oh fuck! Oh fuck Joe!” I screamed as my fingers dug into his pecs, my head leaning back against the door as I started to unload. My cum sprayed upward, landing on Joe’s cleavage and abs, spurt after spurt poured from me as he arched his hips up into me making me aware how hard his cock was still buried in me. Just a thrust from Joe kept me shooting, making sure my days-old load was out and running down his chest.

And then his lips were on mine and we were kissing hard. He still had me pinned against the door, and when both of us finally stopped shuddering out our orgasm, he pulled back to look at me with a wide smile. “Well holy fuck. After that, I can’t wait till we get home.”

I gave a little laugh and leaned into him, squeezing him tight and realizing that my shirt was now smeared with my cum between us, which made me giggle more. “I think I need a new shirt now.”

Joe lifted me off his cock and finally set me down and backed up in a waddle, as his jeans were around his ankles. I looked at him, his shirt hooked behind his neck, his jeans down to his ankles, his hairy hard muscular chest heaving, his abs flat and still six packed, his thick cock now hanging at half mast and still looking angry as if it wanted more, and his big thick thighs exposed made him look like a wet dream of a man. And yet here he was, almost 39 and all mine.

“I can’t wait to get home too.” I licked my lips. “because I am going to ATTACK that fucking body!”

Joe blushed and grabbed at his pants to hike them up so he could walk again. He gave a little jump as he pulled them up and nearly hit his head on my ceiling, before he pulled his shirt back over his head and covered himself up. I pulled my own shirt off and moved to my bag to find another one as Joe moved behind me and pulled my ass back into him.

“Has anyone told you just how fucking sexy hot you are.” He nibbled at my neck as I unzipped my bag to pull another tee out.

“Today? I don’t think so.” I flashed to the professor, but thought against saying anything at this moment about running into him.

He squeezed me tightly from behind and kissed the top of my head. “I was fantasizing about raping that ass as soon as I got here, so thank you for being so willing…”

I turned around and faced him, my eyes level with his chest. Fuck he was tall, I thought, noting how big he looked in my single room. “Take me home my man.”

Joe carried multiple things at once to his truck with ease, so it didn’t take us long to empty out my room and head towards home. And as I sat beside him in his truck as we drove home, so many things were running through my head that had me elated at knowing I was going to be home with him for four months straight. The longest time together yet.

I slid over closer to him and put my hand on his big solid thigh. “So, I take it you missed me?”

He lifted his arm and put it around my shoulder as he drove with one hand. “Understatement.” He turned to me quickly and smiled. “And seeing you today…yeah, I missed you big time!” his smile lit up his face as he turned back to the road.

We talked about his work, and all the things that they had him now doing. More stress, but he was managing. He told me about the gym, and even how Keith the other body builder I had met at the gym who was an old fling of Joe’s, had been fishing around again, even asking about his new little friend.

I told Joe all about the rest of the year, Sandra and her comments about him and how I probably wouldn’t be able to walk when I returned to school. He blushed, shaming me for sharing his cock size with anyone. I laughed and playfully punched him, and even told him I ran into the professor again today. Joe listened intently and not once did an air of jealousy appear. He was such a confident man, so secure and sure of himself, and us, that it didn’t even flash across his face. That was so different for me, and I snuggled into his side, realizing that I could tell this man anything. And he trusted me. Completely.

I held his hand as we drove, studying the size difference of his thick meaty fingers and palm surrounding mine. My hands were a good size, nice thickness and shape to them, but they seemed small compared to Joe’s. Everything about this man was big, and I loved it.

We stopped only once for gas and a bathroom break and coffees. And as we piled back into his truck, Joe started it, then leaned over to me and pulled me into him to plant a deep, passionate kiss on me. It made my dick hard in an instant, feeling as if the world paused for that moment, and I enjoyed the sensations. So, when he leaned back and smiled at me, saying nothing more, I had to let out a big breath.

“You fucking tease.” I laughed.

Joe stared backing up. “Tease? What do you mean? That’s a preview of when we get home.”

Both of us just wanted to get home.

“So…I know it’s only the end of April…” Joe started as we got back onto the highway, “but I thought I would warn you that my dad wants us to visit him.” He turned to look at me. “You up for a weekend or two or five at his place this summer?”

I thought of Joe’s dad and his place in the country and instantly felt like I belonged again to a family. A real family that wanted to see me. I wondered how his dad was doing since Joe’s mother passed away last year. I remembered that man beaming when he found out about Joe and I. I couldn’t help but smile. “That would be great.”

Joe looked back at me. “He really likes you, you know.”

I grinned shyly. “Doesn’t everyone?” I giggled.

He brought a big hand to ruffle my hair before it found my hand and laced our fingers together. “No, I mean it, he REALLY likes you. Thinks very highly of you, and that’s saying something for my dad. And my SISTER….”

I looked at Joe who then rolled his eyes in mock disbelief. “What about her?” I asked suspiciously.

Joe gave me his wicked grin. “Well fuck she wants you I think.” He squeezed my hand tight. “Won’t stop asking about you! Wanted to know if you liked the lasagna. Can she make you more? When are you coming home? Will you come over for dinner?! Blah blah blah!” Joe’s face was beaming with pride, knowing that his family welcomed me in.

I breathed a sigh of relief, thankful that Joe’s family was receptive to his situation. And to me. He had kept his secret from them for so long, worried about how it would go.

“She’s done bugging me about how young you are.” He winked at me. “She’s happy that I am.” Joe brought my hand to his lips and he kissed the back of my hand before returning it to my lap. I put my other hand on top of his and absent mindedly played with the veins running along the top of his manly hand. “And one more year and you are done university!” He bellowed out loud. “Finally!”

I grinned, realizing that my life was truly beginning to start. After quite the ride already.

“When are you starting work by the way?” He asked suddenly.

“I gave myself a week to start. I let Frank know that I was coming home sometime this week.” I went quiet at that thought, thinking about how awkward that conversation had been when I called Frank. We had sort of called it off at last at the beginning of last summer, when he started dating Tracie, with an i-e as he had informed me. Tracie, with her fake blonde hair and her even faker boobs. How Frank had suddenly become too busy or too distracted or too scared to be with me any longer. And how I had felt that summer when I started working that year that it was going to be the worst summer, not having Frank to fill my needs any longer. Just as well as that summer I met John, Mr. Car Dealership.

But then last summer Joe stepped out of his truck and into my life. And I haven’t looked at anyone else ever since.

I looked at Joe’s profile, his strong nose straight and long. His chin perfect. His trimmed beard back on his face making him look so rugged and handsome. “Wanna know a secret?” I suddenly said, feeling that security once again.

“Always!” Joe said, grinning to me.

“Frank and I had a thing going when he hired me.” I said quietly.

Joe’s eyes bugged out at me. “Seriously?!”

I hesitated, wondering if I should be sharing this. But Joe made me feel that I could tell him anything. And it would be okay.

I nodded. “Yep.”

Joe let his head fall sideways as he thought about it. “Huh.” Then he looked at me seriously. “Please tell me I am better.”

I burst out laughing and nodded. Squeezing his hand in my lap. “Oh fuck definitely! Though Frank was a pretty passionate guy. Too bad he met Tracie with an i-e.”

Joe grinned. “Yeah, too bad.” He said sarcastically.

I saw his frown and giggled. “Too bad indeed! But something tells me I STILL would have followed you into your truck!”

Joe frowned. “So, like, does EVERYONE you meet want to fuck you?”

I laughed, and then sort of sat upright a bit more. “You know what? I think they do!” I giggled.

Joe rolled his eyes again. “You were quite the little slut weren’t you!” He grinned, squeezing my hand.

“Yeah, till this big hulking man stepped into my life and made me an honest slut.”

Joe let out a loud laugh and looked at me quickly. “Thank God I did then.”

“Who says it was you?” I teased back, causing him to roll his eyes yet again.

Joe studied the road ahead and grinned. “And Jim’s Frank’s brother right?”

I nodded, but when Joe’s inquisitive eyes looked at me I shook my head. “Not my type.”

Joe laughed. “Wow, talk about looking like they are not related at all!”

“I know right!” I laughed. Jim was my foreman, and responsible for my crew. And it was Jim that introduced Joe to me that one summer day in the field. Jim was the exact opposite of his brother Frank. Where Frank was big and built and thick, Jim was short and stout and average. I suddenly wondered if they actually were brothers.

“Please tell me Jim didn’t try….”

“NO!” I hollered. “Please, give me some credit! I like big guys. Built guys. And Jim was nothing like Frank.”

“Well too bad for Frank, lucky for me.”

We drove for a while in silence, just watching trees pass us by before Joe spoke again.

His voice was quiet and cautious. “You know, I don’t care who you were with before.”

I turned to him suddenly, wondering where that came from. He caught my gaze and smiled sweetly at me.

“I mean it. You don’t have to tell me about anyone. I don’t care. I really don’t. I’m just so glad you’re with me.” He said it almost like a little boy afraid to talk. He was quieter than normal and his hand was still holding mine tight.

“I know.” I heard myself say. “And the same goes for me. I don’t care about any others. Not Keith. Or Andy, or whatever his name was.” Joe giggled and let out a sigh.

“Okay really, that one shouldn’t count. Moment of weakness for me!”

I let my head fall back against the headrest and stared at him. Could this man be any more perfect? “I haven’t looked at anyone else since I met you. And I won’t.”

Joe’s eyes looked at me and held my gaze for a moment, before turning back to the road. “I do love you Brian. And if we could, I’d fucking announce it to the world and marry you.”

I felt the air coming into my lungs hearing his words. I believed him. I loved him that much too. Instead of answering in words, I slid closer to him and released his hand and let my hand move to his thigh. I laid my head down towards his leg and rested my chin on his thigh, my hand now rubbing his growing crotch.

Joe put his hand back on the steering wheel and gripped it tightly with both hands. “Now you behave little man. We’ll be home soon.”

“Not soon enough.” I mumbled, and tugged at his button and pulled at his zipper. I could smell his cock as soon as it came free, and I breathed him in. My mouth went right on him, tasting him, his cum, my ass all at once. It just made me hungrier for him.

“Brian…” He mumbled, trying to warn me, but not physically stopping me.

I let his cock harden in my hand as he shifted in his seat, moving his ass back further as he tried to focus on driving. I licked the shaft, feeling how hard he got so fast as I studied it. Veins popped along the side as his big manly cock came to life. Just like the rest of him, Joe’s dick was big. Thick. Veiny. Meaty. And so fucking tasty.

I went down on him easily, adjusting my throat to take him all in as I had been doing for the past year, hearing his moans of approval above me. I could see his abs tighten under his shirt as I started to bob up and down on him, wanting more than anything to please this man that I loved so much. And who had saved me from acting like a complete slut.

“Jesus.” I heard him moan as he continued to drive, the sounds of the radio playing and nothing else as I sucked on him.

I heard a truck horn blow and looked up to see Joe turning to his right. I looked over my shoulder to see a trucker watching us, blowing his horn in approval as I was blowing Joe.

“Oh fuck.” Joe said, giving a nervous laugh. I just waved back and held Joe’s big cock as I moved sideways so he could see it. I could see the trucker shout “YES!” and then tugged on his horn again as Joe picked up the speed and went past him as I went back down on his cock.

“You dirty little man!” Joe giggled in between a sharp intake of air as I swallowed him down. I kept it up, not stopping even when he protested.

“I want you to cum.” I moaned. “I’m not stopping until you do.”

Joe grunted. “Fucker.” He moaned and adjusted himself again in his seat, letting one hand fall to the top of my head.

I felt his big hand on my hair and it spurned me on, moving faster. I felt his fingers dig into my skull and his hips started to move with me. He was giving in.

“Fuck yeah.” I heard him moan. “Suck it baby.”

I felt the truck speed up a bit and then slow down as if he couldn’t control his own feet moving as I worked his thick dick. And then his hand gripped my head and he started to grunt loudly. “Fuck Brian. Oh fuck!”

I sucked furiously hoping he wouldn’t crash the truck as I anticipated his load, gripping the base of his cock in my hand as I worked my mouth around his cock, pulling up and down on the base to work out his cum.

“Holy fuck!” He grunted with a grimace and held my head down on him as his dick erupted in my mouth. I moaned as I started to swallow every drop, not stopping as I milked it out of him, surprised at how much of a load he had after just fucking me two hours earlier. “Fuck!” He repeated as he shivered under me, his body quivering as his one hand held on to the steering wheel slowing down a bit.

I pulled off his cock, making sure I didn’t waste a drop of his precious juice, and sat back, still squeezing my hand around his still hard cock. “Fuck you taste great!” I moaned, going back down on him, making him shriek in surprise.

He gripped the steering wheel with both hands and leaned forward. “Fuck!” He laughed out loud. “Stop it!” he was blowing out air and trying to focus on the road ahead as I kept slurping on his deflating cock.

I finally released it and sat back, still staring at his thick cock hanging out of his jeans as he drove. “See even that is hot. I think you should drive like that all the way home.”

Joe frowned at me with a smile. “You are so going to get it when we get home.”

“Oh yeah?” I raised one eyebrow at him. “Promise?”

Joe snarled and lifted his ass up and used one hand to tuck his dick back into his jeans, fumbling one handedly with the zipper, leaving the button undone as he gave up. “You are one naughty little man.”

I smiled at him and wiped my lips with my finger before sucking it in my mouth. “Yes I am. Glad you figured that out.”

Joe pursed his lips, peering at me sideways “I’m going to fuck you every day you’re home mister.”

“Promise?” I giggled.

Joe stepped on the gas, lurching the truck forward. “This truck can’t go fast enough!” He laughed as he leaned forward in mock race car driving stance.

“Don’t go too fast. You need to replenish that thing before we get home.”

Joe gripped his crotch. “Are you kidding? I replace all fluid fast with you. I could fuck you right now!”

We both laughed at that, and I knew it was true. Joe was always ready. As was I.