Theo came out of the building that housed the offices for Gator Builders, Inc with a smile on his face and a strut to his walk. He had a job, a real one for the first time in over a year. He slapped his cap on his thigh as he walked over to his old Ford truck. It was an 84 F-150 that had belonged to his grandfather who had bought it used fifteen years ago. It was brown with white sides, with four-wheel drive riding on Blackhawk Ridgecrawler all-terrain tires that were less than half the price of the Bridgestone tires he wanted. The interior was a bit rough, but it ran well, for it had taken him from Kansas to southern Georgia over the last three years.
He had left home right after graduation, still only seventeen, and for months took odd jobs that would pay him cash under the table and put him up in a barn or some bunk house for field hands. When he finally turned eighteen, he drifted into Arkansas, then Mississippi, where he worked in Biloxi busing tables and washing dishes in one of the casinos. When he left Biloxi, he took a job in Mobile working with a construction company, until a supervisor unfairly cut his overtime pay. He drove across the panhandle of Florida then up into southern Alabama where he got a job at a farmer’s supply store. While holed up there, he searched for a job that promised better pay.
Gator Builders, Inc were general contractors who built barns and small commercial buildings, most with a pre-engineered building system, and a month ago, Theo applied for a position being advertised. He was shocked to get a call back and thrilled with the way the first interview went, one over the phone. Climbing in his truck, he looked at the simple building some mile north of Camberwell, Georgia, a small town of 3,143 people. The nearest city, albeit a small one, was Columbus, Georgia, and across the state line, sat Dothan, Alabama. It was why he had gotten a shot at the job; there were not many in the area who applied for it that looked appealing to the owners.
Theo drove back into the small-town heading to the apartment complexes Cheryl Anderson, Gator Builder’s administrator, had told him about. With money tight, he was glad to start the following Monday knowing it would be three weeks before he got a paycheck. Until then he would have to watch his expenses. It was something he had been doing since leaving Kansas when his father had told him to get out. He tried not to think of it, but the scene came to mind far too often, his father confronting him about being gay, then telling him to pack his shit and get out. He had tossed most of his clothes in two suitcases, grabbed up his personal documents, the quilt and pillows from his bed, and stormed out of the only place he had ever lived. Fuck you, he had exclaimed at his father as he stormed out of the house, slamming the door behind him.
He had not made any attempt to contact anyone since leaving, even though his brother had tried to call him for the next day. He kept telling himself he would call Jason once he settled somewhere, but after three years, he had just never bothered to do so. Maybe once he got settled into his new job, he would call him.
Theo had checked out the small complex on the north side of downtown, but rejected it, thinking it was too old and rundown. There were two complexes on the south side, nearly a mile below downtown, and he chose the first one he looked at for it was a smaller complex and the units were a bit nicer and being only one story, there would be no one above him.
Security deposit and first month’s rent paid, he took keys to a unit along the backside where he faced a line of mobile homes on the adjacent property. It was a one-bedroom unit, and he stood in the empty bedroom then the empty living and dining area thinking it was going to be this way for a while until he could afford some furniture. He tossed bedding and the pillows he had taken from home on the bedroom floor and set the two suitcases and two boxes on the floor next to it. He went back to his truck to get the two boxes of his kitchen supplies, a couple of boilers, a saucepan, four plates, one coffee mug, some silverware that actually matched, and a few utensils for food preparation. He could at least prepare meals for himself. He looked at his watch, seeing it was after six and his stomach growled again. He hadn’t had anything to eat since breakfast, and it was time to splurge for dinner somewhere then go by the grocery store.
In downtown, he found a small fried chicken restaurant near the town’s square. He entered to see a few tables along the storefront and a long counter running parallel to it for half the width of the room. He ordered a quarter fry and took a seat at the table along the side wall so he could face the whole dining area. A couple were eating at a table two over, and just beyond them two guys who looked about his age. One had brown hair and what appeared to be a lean build. With a ballcap pulled low on the head, and sitting sideways to him, it was hard to get a good look, but he found the guy attractive. Across him was a Latino, dark skinned, with thick wavy black hair and also lean build. He reminded Theo of Garcia that had worked for his father on their farm, someone he had lusted after as soon as Garcia showed up. He had been fifteen at the time and scared to death to make a move on the older man, who had been all of nineteen at the time.
Staring at the two guys, he wondered if he would be searching online for someone to hook up with as he had to do in so many locations, although Biloxi and Mobile had proven to be accommodating in all the right ways. He looked at the Latino guy thinking he was definitely doable, then he looked at the other guy, wondering if he could do take on the two of them. He smiled at the lurid thought.
“Order 48. Order 48,” said the woman behind the counter sliding a tray across the counter.
“That’s me,” said Theo, coming to his feet. He saw the Latino guy look his way, say something to the other guy, who then turned to look. By then he was at the counter and had to address the woman as he took his tray and drink. He rotated away from the counter so he could look at the two guys, both now leaned over talking amongst themselves, and he hoped it was about him.
Just some of the Local Boys.
Emilio Gonzalez and Ryan Thompson came out of the restaurant heading to Ryan’s black Ram truck. Ryan had a toothpick in his mouth and pulled his ballcap down lower, curving the bill.
“William said to pick up some beer,” said Emilio.
“We should grab some chips and maybe something sweet too,” said Ryan.
Emilio laughed, causing Ryan to look over acting offended.
“You do like your sweets,” Emilio uttered as they parted at the back of the truck to get into it.
They climbed in, buckled up, and Ryan started it. Backing out of the parking space, Emilio looked at the young guy coming out of the restaurant. Tall, blonde, and nice average build, but the biggest aspect was the guy was a stranger, someone he didn’t recognize. He assumed it was someone just passing through Camberwell, and he straightened in his seat as Ryan drove through the parking lot to the exit drive.
“The game starts at 7:30, right?” said Emilio.
“I think so. We got plenty of time.”
Ryan pulled into the street and drove back to the main road. “Do we go the pig or just stop at the convenience store.”
“The grocery store will be cheaper.”
“The pig it is,” Emilio joked.
As Ryan drove south to the small center below downtown, Emilio looked over at Ryan thinking about how he had been one of the first boys to speak to him when he first arrived at the school when they were all just skinny kids entering eighth grade. His parents had moved from Texas, where their parents had immigrated to the states from Mexico. He was the second generation, but it didn’t matter to some he crossed paths, those that looked at him as if he were an illegal alien. But Ryan and William had always treated him as just another of the group and once they befriended Jacob when they were in the eleventh grade and he in the tenth, their little posse of four was complete. They did everything together. Hung out on weekends watching sports, went down to the dirt track near Dothan or the dragstrip below Albany, and took Jacob’s fishing boat onto one of the rivers. At times Emilio and Ryan had double dated and once they graduated, they took up jobs in the area, settling into a routine. Ryan worked at the grain elevator with his family outside Dawson, working in the office and if needed filled in for someone in the seed and fertilizer warehouse. Emilio got on a construction crew at Gator Builders, for his father’s company installing gypsum board and painting was already supporting his father and an older brother. William worked with his dad as an electrician, mostly doing residential construction in the region. Jacob, having just graduated from high school, continued to work on the family farm that was to the east of town.
Emilio smiled at the image of the four of them. Two redneck boys, a black boy, and a Latino. A diversity that reflected the region whether some accepted it or not.
“What’s so funny?” asked Ryan.
“Nothing…it’s just…have you considered how the four of us reflect the diversity of the area?”
Ryan chuckled, shaking his head. “Yes, but I wouldn’t use that term to describe it, or some will hyperventilate.”
“Well, there are a lot of reasons we could give them to hyperventilate.”
“True,” said Ryan as he slowed to turn into the parking lot of the Piggly Wiggly.
Emilio and Ryan entered William’s place to find everyone in the living room with William visible in the kitchen prepping hamburger meat for grilling.
“Hey guys, did you grab some chips,” said Emily, who had graduated with Jacob and worked in town at the drug store.
“Si,” Emilio replied holding up the two bags with chips.
“Sharon, Daniel, what have you guys been up to,” said Ryan as he headed to the kitchen with the beer. They were friends he had not seen in some time.
“Just working,” said Sharon.
“Same,” said Daniel. “I assume you’re still at the grain elevator.”
“Yes. Where are you working?”
“Jack’s Auto Repair over in Sherwood.”
“Really, I didn’t know you got a job with them.”
“I got him to hire me last February. One of his guys quit to move to Tennessee.”
“Ryan, come on, get the beer iced down,” William called out from the kitchen.
Jacob looked around the room at those he considered his closest friends, none more so than Ryan, William, and Emilio. Despite going through grade school with Emily, he never felt as comfortable talking to her as he did the three guys. Maybe it was because they dated for a short time in eleventh grade, then broke up knowing there was some lack of connection between them. Since then, Emily had tried to get him to go out with Sharon or Lucy, who worked with Emily in the office at the custom manufacturing company on the east side of town. But Jacob put her off, feeling like life is rushing him to settle down, when all he wanted to do was just enjoy being out of school and focus on getting his own place.
Some of his former classmates, once considered friends, questioned him for hanging out with William and Emilio. He tried not to get into an argument with them, but over time he had called out their racism and notions of who was a good citizen and who wasn’t, as they would point at Emilio then William, without a hint of shame. Looking from William to Emilio, then Ryan, he couldn’t ask for better friends.
William heard Emilio ask Jacob if they had their soybeans harvested. It had been enlightening to him to learn how a farm actually operated. Even things he had considered obvious weren’t as he assumed. He knew for a young African American man, he was lucky. He was a third generation in the family’s electrical contractor company, one his grandfather started after working with Howard Green for years, a man who had given him a shot at doing the work.
His father had started talking about retiring, setting up the company for him to take over. His father worked hard, five to six days a week, and in a crunch with a deadline, seven days a week, from early morning until evening. He couldn’t imagine his father not working but he had begun to notice the references to going fishing, on some lake or down on the gulf coast, and taking his mother traveling, the two of them wanting to go to Grand Canyon, Yellowstone, and Yosemite. It made him work hard alongside his father, wanting to do well for himself but also to enable his father to reach his goal.
“What can I do?” said Ryan coming up next to him.
“You can fire up the grill,” said William.
“Done,” said Ryan, going to the sliding door leading to the patio in the back yard.
“Hey, you need a beer?”
William turned to see Emilio holding out a beer. He smiled and nodded toward the bottle.
“Open it for me.”
Emilio twisted off the top and held it out again. “You want me to drink it for you?”
“I think I can handle that.”
William looked at Emilio, with his dark skin tone for a Latino, and thick wavy black hair, and he wondered once again, how often Emilio had someone treat him shabbily for it. He looked from Emilio to Jacob and smiled as he turned back to his prep work, knowing they were a motley crew that would do anything for each other.
“Are you guys busy at work?” said William.
“Starting a new building for a welder over in Sherwood.”
“Really? Who is doing the electrical work?”
“The owner; he’s an electrician by trade. What about you guys? What are you working on?”
“We’re about half finished on an apartment complex in Dawson.”
“Dawson? There is an apartment complex going up in Dawson?”
“Yes; it is a small complex, just five two story buildings on the north side of town.”
“The boss said he hired a new guy that is supposed to start Monday.”
“That is a good sign.”
“I hope the guy knows what he is doing.”
“If not, you can mentor him,” said William, finally looking around at Emilio again with a grin that revealed his perfect teeth.
“Oh yeah, I’ll mentor him,” joked Emilio.
“I’m going to take the burgers out to Ryan, so you can get the table set up.”
“Will do,” said Emilio coming around the island into the kitchen.
Emily looked around the room when she was not engaged in conversation with someone. A moment to take in the room, to look at her friends. She wanted to say Jacob was her closest friend, but could a guy and girl be that close. No matter how much they tried to get around their failed attempt at dating, it had effects on them. It was one of those frustrating aspects that showed life wasn’t fair or logical, for in every aspect she could think of Jacob should have been perfect for her. But maybe they were simply too perfect for each other. Nothing to provide some contrast to their relationship to make it interesting.
He was just a couple of inches shy of six foot tall with a muscular build from working out for football and baseball back in high school, and his dirty blonde hair and blue eyes made him attractive, especially now with him unshaven a with a patchy beard trying to come in.
Trying to look at Ryan, she considered how he was like Jacob, a damn fine catch for the girl that could capture his attention, and she knew some had gotten him to go out. They just hadn’t got him to be serious, thus putting a ring on their finger. She looked at him coming in from outside, with his lanky build just shy of Jacob’s height. He seemed to move like a lot of the country boys, at times with arms swinging and a gait that was slow and casual. His dark brown hair was cut neatly, short on the sides that made his sideburns stand out, along with the hoop earrings in each ear. She knew of the guys, it was Ryan’s green eyes she found the most attractive, but she would never tell anyone that.
As Ryan spoke to William, she considered the young black man, for boy didn’t fit him, hadn’t since he entered eleventh grade at six foot four inches tall with a lean muscular build. Even some of the racist girls couldn’t take their eyes off him. His skin tone showed the mixing of races of previous generations, most probably occurring in the 1800’s, leaving William with an olive brown tone that made his black hair and dark brown eyes stand out. He was attractive, so much so, she had considered hitting on him. But he had not shown any of the girls in his class or in hers, any interest. She knew most didn’t deserve someone who was establishing themselves for a good life. But as he approached the dining table with Ryan next to him, she couldn’t stop imagining what it might be like to have sex with him.
“Hey guys, let’s eat,” said Emilio, standing at head of the table setting the condiments down.
Emilio. Emily looked at him wondering how someone so sexy, and that was the only way to describe that Latino boy. Sexy. It oozed from him from the way he would casually flirt harmlessly with someone or the way he moved, that lean body that was five foot six or so. He had a slightly darker skin tone compared to other Latinos in the area, and the prettiest thick wavy black hair and dark brown eyes and a smile that she could only describe as mischievous.
Looking over at Daniel and she couldn’t think of him in the same way as the other guys. Maybe it was because he had got Sharon to go out with him and it appeared they were now dating. Maybe he was off the market, she mused as she considered him. He was attractive and had a nice build, but…he wasn’t like the others in some measure she couldn’t put her finger on.
“Let’s eat,” said William.
A New Day.
Theo pulled into the parking lot behind Gator Builders and parked next to a white Chevy van. As he came to the rear of his F150, a young Latino came from around the van. He looked twice for the guy seemed familiar; someone he had seen before. Or maybe he simply found him cute. Would the guy be willing, he wondered as they fell in next to each other.
“Are you the new guy?” said the Latino.
“Yes. I’m Theo.”
“Emilio.”
“Do you know what I will be doing?”
“The boss told me last week we had a new guy on our crew, so I assume you’ll be with us. We’re starting a new project in Sherwood.”
“Sherwood? Where is that?”
“Just to our east; it’s not far.”
Emilio held the glass door open that led to the office’s breakroom in back, and Theo entered the cool interior to see several guys sitting and standing around with a cup of coffee, ready to start a new day. He moved to a wall and stood still, eyes cast down, sensing they were waiting on the boss.
Emilio went to the coffee pot, poured a cup, then turned to him. “Hey, Theo, coffee?”
“No, I’ve had three cups already,”
“You the new guy?” one of the others stated.
“Yes,” Theo replied.
The man who owned the company and who Theo had interviewed came into the room.
“Okay, guys, let’s go over what we have this week…”
Theo listened to the work schedule while looking across at Emilio. He had seen that hot little fuck somewhere and it bugged him he couldn’t think of it. Their boss was wrapping it up when it hit him. At that fried chicken place in town, Emilio had been with another hot piece of ass, and for a second, he imagined hooking with the two of them, a fantasy he could use until something better came along. A better image to fuel his masturbation sessions, maybe seeing Emilio whip out his dick to piss giving him a good view of it, or maybe he would come across a guy who would be more than a fantasy piece, but an actual piece that would get in bed with him. Looking around the room, he realized other than Emilio he didn’t feel a desire toward the others. He might have to get online to find some cock and ass.
The site was graded and a backhoe was ready to dig the footings. Stakes and nylon string were stretched out along the four perimeter walls. Lying on a couple of pallets or across lumber laying on the ground was the rebar for the footing reinforcing. It was after eight by the time the guys arrived on site, and they could feel the rising temperature knowing the day would be hotter than normal.
Theo followed Emilio, feeling sweat run down his back, as they moved to the building pad.
“John will start digging the footings and once he gets a side done, we’ll start putting the rebar in place,” said Emilio. He turned to Theo. “Have you set rebar before?”
“No. I was mainly doing wood or metal stud framing at the construction job I had before.”
“It’s not hard; I’ll show you. Let’s go get rebar ready to place.”
Theo worked alongside Emilio, looking at the lean body constantly looking for some new aspect of it, looking for some indication of how the cock lay behind the crotch of the work pants, and how the skin tone looked so enticing as sweat beaded up on it. He wanted to drag his fingers over the smooth skin. Hell, he wanted to drag his tongue over it, feeling its heat and tasting its saltiness.
Not once did Emilio look back at him in the same way, or not that he ever noticed. Maybe Emilio was better at checking out another guy, or maybe he didn’t think of it, the sex two men were capable. So, he let his eyes drift to the other guys on the crew. Garcia with his stocky build and constant good-natured smile. He wondered if Garcia would smile like that while getting fucked. Or doing the fucking. Coming over with more rebar was Jerry, a black man from Mississippi who was tall, lean, with an impossible round ass. He looked about thirty, but he could be younger, or older. But Emilio didn’t care if Jerry would let him scratch that itch.
“Emilio, we need more rebar. The fuckers didn’t deliver everything,” yelled Julian, the supervisor on site. “Can you take the flat bed and go get it? I’ve called them to have it ready.”
“Yes. Will they load it for me?” Emilio replied.
“I doubt they have the staff to do it as soon as you get there. Take Theo with you.”
Emilio handled the F-650 easily, maneuvering the large truck along the narrow county roads heading toward Albany to the construction supplier. Theo saw them about to meet another large truck, a semi pulling a large trailer and for a moment he felt himself flinch wondering if they would clip each other. The road seemed too narrow for the two trucks, but Emilio continued talking about the project showing there was nothing to be concerned about as the two trucks passed. The F-650 never wavered from the cross currents of air off the semi.
“It’ll be lunch time by the time we get loaded up, do you want to grab something in town?” said Emilio.
“Lunch? Yeah, we can do that.” Theo knew he sounded unsure for he had been thinking of when Emilio adjusted his cap revealing the black hair matted down, he imagined running his hands through it while riding his cock.
“You have money on you?”
“Yes, I keep some on me.”
They arrived at the supplier happy to find two guys ready to load the rebar. They stood by the cab of the truck watching them, fanning away gnats and wiping sweat from their brows.
“We’re going to hang out at William’s place on Saturday to watch the games. You want to come over,” said Emilio.
“William?”
“A friend who has his own house. Would you like to join us?”
“I’d like that. Do you guys get together every weekend?”
“More often than not. Not much else to do, so we get together and watch sports, drink beer, and shoot the shit.”
It was odd to Theo how Emilio used some slang terms he would not associate with a Latino culture. It showed how Emilio was so ingrained in the area in which he lived, especially if he was hanging out with local boys as it seemed he did do. He tried to picture the three main friends Emilio had mentioned in passing, wondering what they would be like.
“Will it just be the four of you?”
“We usually invite some of the others, but most of the time it ends up just being the four of us losers,” joked Emilio.
“You’re loaded up,” one of the guys called out and Emilio nodded an acknowledgement. The two guys walked back into the warehouse and Emilio headed around the front of the truck to get in on the driver’s side.
“Let’s go eat.”
For the rest of the week, Theo listened for some hint Emilio might be willing. He hoped it would be a hint that included at least one of the other guys, or more outlandishly, all three of them. He pictured the orgies he had watched online, gay guys piled up in some room, sucking cock, rimming ass, and fucking it. He tried to picture the four guys doing it with him, but he had no physical image of two of them and the one he had worked alongside for the last few days gave no indication of any interest in doing so. Maybe one of the other three would be willing if he got them away from the others.
Maybe that is what he needed to do, find a way to get one of the other guys alone somewhere. Or maybe he needed to stop obsessing over the four guys, two of which he knew little about, and look elsewhere. He had found a few guys online that lived nearby that could at least give him a quick fuck. Then he thought of Daniel that was on their crew. The guy was in shape, and attractive, but he knew it was a wild stretch for Daniel was dating someone, but maybe it didn’t mean anything and there was the possibility. Maybe Daniel went out to throw people off, to keep people from thinking he might be gay.
Theo immediately went back to the four guys, wondering if anyone had ever questioned their sexuality. If the four were still single in a few years, there would be no stopping some from thinking of it. He did it now out of shear lust for it to be true.
Friday night he started looking online to find the nearest gay bars. He wondered if Albany had one, having to suppress the desire to scoff at the notion. If he had to guess, Atlanta would be his best bet for a gay bar. Columbus was a proper small city located just to his north, but it was a military town, and he knew how that could keep a gay population secreted away from prying eyes. His search was rushed by his eagerness to find something and for Columbus and nearby towns, he turned up nothing.
He had himself riled up, cock half hard just thinking of sex. He switched to a porn site and as a guy fucked another in the ass, he leaned back, slipped his boxers down, and took things in hand.
Another evening of torturing himself…
Theo sat on the sofa with Ryan on the other end. Georgia as up by fourteen and the game was only in the first quarter. William was stirring around the kitchen making hot dogs and Jacob was getting them another round of beer. Emilio came back into the room having gone to the bathroom and moved to the floor leaning back on the sofa between Ryan and him. The black tank top looked good on Emilio, as well as the worn jeans, bulging at the crotch and so worn the crotch was mostly white instead of the original blue denim. Such a fucking tease. He glanced over at Ryan and despite the sloppy attire, or maybe because of it, he found him enticingly attractive. The worn and stretched out Panama City Beach T-shirt and cut off khakis made him look like the body could just slip out of the clothing easily. The khakis were so loose fitting, he imagined how easy it would be to slip a hand up one of the legs and touch him. Except for Emilio, none of the other guys wore anything he would consider sexy by any stretch of the imagination. William was in a plaid shirt and cargo shorts and Jacob was in a plaid shirt left unbuttoned revealing the white T-shirt beneath and a pair of jeans that looked new.
Theo wished Daniel had come over, or maybe one of the other guys he heard them mention, especially that Landon guy who worked with Ryan at the elevator. He sounded like a tasty morsel. Maybe he should meet Ryan for lunch one day to see this Landon and the other men that worked there. Somebody other than him had to be gay, or bisexual, or just plain curious about sucking cock and taking it in the ass, and he was determined to find the son of a bitch, if it was the last thing he did in this small town.
At one time or another, Jacob or William offered him another beer as he sat in the living room with the guys watching the blow out by Georgia, then the start of the second game, one with FSU playing VA, and he grew bored with it, not caring about either team. He slid down on the sofa and finished his beer, feeling how it relaxed him, making him feel drowsy. He wanted to close his eyes for just a minute. Just a short minute…
Theo jerked awake and sat up. The living room was dark, the only light coming from the light in the exhaust hood over the range in the kitchen. He saw he was alone, no one else in the room. How long he had been asleep he had no idea. He looked at his watch and saw it was after one in the morning.
“Did they just leave me here,” he uttered to himself, wondering if everyone else left when the second game was over. It would mean William was back in his bedroom sound asleep.
Coming to his feet, he was curious if one of the other guys had crashed in the second bedroom. He wondered if the doors would be open to each bedroom so he could look in and see William and anyone else who might have crashed for the night. He entered the hall to see the bathroom door was closed with light coming from underneath the door. As he came to it, it was quiet. He started to knock to see who might be in it when he heard something coming from William’s bedroom. An utterance or exclamation, something muffled. He moved toward the door seeing it wasn’t closed and some light was coming from within.
The gap in the door didn’t reveal enough and Theo pushed the door open slowly so as not to attract anyone’s attention. The light in the room improved and he realized it was a lamp on a nightstand somewhere to the right out of sight. It cast light over the bed and the two bodies on it.
“Fuck!” Theo uttered in the lowest voice he could manage.
Emilio lay on the bed, naked, on his stomach, round ass pushed up. Over him, moving with such a familiar undulation, Jacob was pumping cock into the ass. The cock came into view, a few nice inches, then it would slide back into the ass. Jacob moved in a steady rhythm, working the cock into Emilio’s depths. Unhurried, tugging outward such a long way, Theo wondered how big a cock Jacob possessed.
Jacob tugged outward until his cock was free, letting it hover over Emilio’s ass. It looked eight inches long and a nice thickness, one a thumb and index finger probably wouldn’t fit around.
“Jacob!” Emilio exclaimed in a hushed voice, “put it back in me.”
Jacob did as he was asked, shoving his cock back into Emilio, all the way, hips smacking the round ass, and he began to fuck harder, faster. The sound of hips banging the ass seemed impossibly loud. Then the bed began to squeak and rock beneath them.
“Keep going…fuck me; fuck me Jacob,” Emilio exclaimed.
Theo tugged on his crotch feeling his cock stir. He debated barging into the room or stay still to see Jacob finish himself off inside Emilio. He watched that farm boy tear up Emilio’s ass, hammering it with such a physicality, his own cock quickly became erect.
Jacob grabbed Emilio by the hair and tugged the head back as he hammered the ass. The lean body bent back but the round ass stayed pushed up taking Jacob’s fuck.
“Fuck! Take me,” exclaimed Jacob.
William stepped into view, naked, stroking a cock that had to be nine inches long and was brutally straight. He got on the bed on his knees and moved to Emilio’s head. A smack of the face as Emilio tried to capture the cock in his mouth, then William teasingly tapped the lips with it.
“You want this cock?” uttered William.
“Fuck you William, stop teasing me,” Emilio replied, then tried to capture the cock again.
William chuckled, then put his cock on the bottom lip and pushed forward.
Theo watched, as inch after inch disappeared into Emilio’s mouth wondering if he could take it all.
“Suck my cock,” uttered William, as he pushed nearly all of it into the mouth then pulled back until just the head was in it.
Emilio sucked and worked his mouth on the cock, noisily, slurping and sucking while Jacob continued to fuck his ass. William held still letting Emilio do all the work, until he was shivering and holding his head tilted back, eyes closed, relishing the feel of his friend’s mouth on his cock.
Jacob pulled out of the ass and stood on his knees.
“Roll over.”
William pulled back letting Emilio get on his back. Jacob took the legs behind the knees and folded Emilio in half. The ass raised off the bed and when Jacob’s cock aligned with it, he buried it in Emilio’s depths making him cry out. But the cry was quickly muffled by William getting to the side of the head and feeding Emilio his cock.
Theo undid his jeans, fished out his hard cock while he watched Emilio suck William’s cock and take Jacob’s fuck. An ass pounding fuck. Hips smacked against the ass and the bed protested beneath them, and Theo stroked his cock while watching.
Suddenly a hand was covering his mouth, and a body was pressed to his back.
“You like to watch?”
It was Ryan. Theo realized he had been in the bathroom. He reached back to put his hands on the thighs and felt nothing but bare skin.
“Go on, reach for me, touch me…you know you want to,” whispered Ryan.
Theo slipped a hand between them feeling bare skin, pubic hair, then a partially erect cock that was pressing against his ass. Ryan pushed against him again, pinning his hand between cock and abdomen, then pulled back enough to let him take it in hand, circling his fingers around it.
“Emilio said you looked willing,” whispered Ryan. “Are you willing, Theodore Nelson?”
The hand slipped from his mouth to his neck holding him pulled back.
“Yes,” Theo exclaimed, no longer caring if the others heard him.
He was pushed through the door roughly, the door swinging back to its stop. The guys on the bed looked over and smiled.
Ryan moved against him as he toyed with the cock pressing against his ass. It was thick, thicker than the others, and he wondering how it would feel stretching his ass open. The hand on his throat moved down his chest, across his sensitive nipples, then back to the crewneck of his T-shirt. A wicked jerk at the neck and it ripped down the front, and Theo felt his cock flex with his arousal. Ryan tore it from him, ripping and tugging until he was free of it. He pushed his undone jeans and boxers down until they settled around his calves and Ryan’s cock was pushing against his bare ass. It moved along the cleft of his cheeks with a steady movement Theo would soon know within his ass.
Ryan manhandled him to the side of the bed and pushed him over until he was next to Emilio’s head and William’s cock was in his face.
“Suck it. Let me see you suck it,” uttered Emilio breathlessly.
Theo turned to the cock and captured it in his mouth and sucked. He slobbered on the cock, licked the head, and noisily sucked it as Ryan pumped cock over the top of his ass, then pressed against his tight opening.
“Relax Theo; let him put it in you,” whispered Emilio.
Theo moaned to show his willingness, then he tried to cry out around William’s cock as Ryan penetrated him. He shuddered as Ryan stretched his ass open. He moaned around William’s cock as he felt the fullness of it, Ryan sinking that thick cock into his ass. Hands took him by the waist and Ryan pushed deeper until hips were against his ass. He had all of it, every thick inch, and it made him hungry for William’s cock, working his mouth on it desperate for his reward.
“Suck that cock,” uttered Jacob.
Theo felt a hand move from his neck down his chest until manipulating a nipple. A rub over it, then a finger really working it, until it has a hard nub projecting out. When two fingers took it and pinched, he shuddered from the feel of it. The fingers twisted it and he shivered from the pain. His cock flexed and Ryan seemed to know to push inward all the way at the same time.
William pulled back and turned back to Emilio slapping the open mouth then sinking the cock into it, inch after inch until over half was in the mouth. Theo watched the hot Latino suck that cock, how the cock slid through the lips as he rocked with Jacob’s fuck. Jacob leaned over Emilio and Theo found the two of them face to face, and Jacob brought their lips together.
Jacob cried out, shoved cock into Emilio’s depths and shuddered with release. When he moved off Emilio, Ryan swung Theo around until the hovering over Emilio’s hard dripping cock.
“Suck,” said Ryan.
And Theo bent down and sucked as he rocked with Ryan’s fuck. He sank Emilio into his mouth until his jaws were stretched wide open and his nose was buried in the sparse dark pubic hair. He inhaled Emilio’s scent then rose, dragging his lips along the cock until just the head was in his mouth and he tongued it making Emilio shiver and push upward.
“Fuck! I’m going to cum,” exclaimed William.
Theo worked the head of Emilio’s cock while looking up the lean body so he could see William pump a load down the throat. William bucked, shoved forward and Emilio was soon swallowing and choking on the spurting cock. As Emilio swallowed William’s cum, he shoved upward and came. Theo held his mouth on the spurting cock. Cum hit the back of his throat, the roof of his mouth, then just filled it with cum until he had to swallow.
“Stop! Stop Theo, I can’t take it,” exclaimed Emilio pushing him off of his spent cock.
Ryan pushed Theo’s head down on the bed, held tight to his waist, and fucked. Fucked hard, hips smacking against the ass as cock pumped into the depths of the ass. Theo cried out, moaning and grunting from the fullness of the cock stirring his insides. He clutched the bed, holding tight, as he rocked with their fuck.
“Jesus, Ryan, tear that ass up,” said Jacob, and the sound of a hand spanking an ass cheek sounded out as Ryan shoved roughly into Theo’s depths.
Emilio scooted around on the bed until laying next to Theo face to face, upside down to him.
“You like getting fucked?” said Emilio.
“Yes,” Theo replied breathlessly.
“To feel a man’s cock in that ass?”
“Yes.”
“Can Jacob fuck you next?”
“Yes.”
“Good,” said Emilio, and he moved closer and kissed him, before pulling away.
As Ryan banged against his ass, Theo watched William sit against the headboard stroking his cock. It was still rock hard. Emilio crawled across the bed and turned his back to William and moved over his lap. He worked his ass over the head of the cock until William was holding it up with one hand and Emilio around the waist with the other arm. Theo watched William move Emilio in position and pull his lean body down on the thick nine-inch cock. Emilio’s cock flexed and the body shivered with the penetration, but William pulled him down until every inch was buried in the ass. Emilio leaned back against William and moved his ass seductively. It worked his whole torso, undulating in a manner that made William moan and utter obscenities.
Emilio took his own cock in hand and slow stroked it, a rhythm matching how he worked his ass on William’s cock. Slowly. Seductively. Working his ass on the cock while stroking his own.
“Fuck,” Theo uttered as he watched while feeling Ryan batter his insides. He wanted to cum. He felt his cock swinging between his thighs, at times smacking against his stomach.
“I’m going to…take me, take me,” Ryan cried out as he shoved into Theo’s depths and kept trying to jam his cock deeper as he shuddered with his release.
Ryan pulled out of his ass, and Theo lay still for a short second watching Emilio fuck his ass on William’s cock, then suddenly he was being manhandled, flipped to his back and dragged around until his ass was right at the edge of the bed. It was Jacob, cock hard and dripping, ready to fuck. Jacob held his legs behind the knees and pushed them back spreading the ass, and he stooped down to it.
“Come on, push Ryan’s load out. Let me see it,” said Jacob.
Theo felt exposed like never before, completely open to another’s stare. It aroused him, stroked a deviant side of him. He pushed to expel Ryan’s cum.
“Fuck, that’s it,” said Jacob.
Theo felt cum trickle down his ass and his own cock drool on his stomach. Jacob stood, and he felt Jacob’s cock rake across his ass then rub the cum up and down it. Then it centered on his loosened hole.
“Do it! Fuck me. Fuck me,” Theo exclaimed as he held tight to the edge of the bed.
Cock punched through and sank into his ass, suddenly, no time to comprehend its penetration. Jacob buried it in his ass, pushed his legs wide apart, and fucked.
Theo rocked with the force of it. The bed rocked and squeaked noisily. And Jacob fucked with such physicality his body was soon glistening with sweat. The room seemed to shrink around them, smaller and smaller and hotter too, like a sauna, until it was hard to breathe. Theo held his eyes closed focusing on Jacob hammering his insides. When he heard Emilio gasping and moaning differently, he opened them to see Ryan was sucking Emilio’s cock as he worked his ass on William’s.
“Fuck, I want you,” exclaimed Jacob.
Jacob was manhandling Theo again, dragging him around on the bed as he got on it. Then he was on top of him, pumping cock into his depths while undulating his muscular sweaty body against him. The contact was too much. The feel of their chests rubbing together was one thing but to feel the undulations and movements of the stomach over his cock was something else entirely, something that was pushing him to the point of release. He felt fingers comb through his hair, then one held his chin as Jacob leaned down and kissed him. He opened his mouth to him, feeling the tongue move inside it as cock moved inside his ass.
Theo felt engulfed by Jacob. The body covered him, moved hot and slick against him. He gasped for breath as lips moved along his jaw and down his neck.
“You’re so fucking hot,” Jacob uttered.
Theo tilted his head back and lost himself to this moment. To Jacob’s fucking him. He rocked with it. His arousal increased until he wanted to cum. He heard Emilio cry out and looked to see Ryan swallowing around his cock as William was trying to shove upward.
“Fuck; take me. Take my load,” said William as he bearhugged Emilio around the neck and pulled him back, stretching out the lean body and causing the hips to push cock into Ryan’s mouth choking him.
“Theo!” Jacob exclaimed.
Theo felt Jacob jam cock into his depths and kept pushing against his ass as Jacob shuddered and jerked with release.
Emilio sat in William’s lap with cock still buried in his ass. Ryan lay across the bed next to them, and across the foot of it, Theo was laying on his back, head held up watching Jacob suck his cock. He was so aroused, so sensitive to every touch, he wasn’t going to last long. He was desperate to cum, and as he watched the farm boy work lips and tongue on his cock, he gasped, shoved upward, and came.
“Let’s get cleaned up,” said William moving Emilio off his lap and sliding off the bed. “Come on Theo, shower with us.”
Theo followed the four guys into William’s bathroom, a recent addition to the house. They passed through a dressing area, walk-in closet on one side and a vanity with sink on the other. He saw their reflection in the mirror, Ryan, Jacob, and he, looking flush, and William and Emilio just looking sexy no matter how sweaty and messed up. In the bathroom, he saw a small water closet with the toilet in it, then a large open shower. He laughed because it looked like one from his high school. A big open shower with two heads, and walls and floor a dark grey tile, almost black. He followed the guys to the two heads and soon found hands moving over his body. It was Jacob, suddenly smiling shyly, as he worked hands over his ass and back.
They were drying off, all three of them exhausted by their exertions and the late hour. Theo dreaded the drive home and wondered about going back to the sofa and crashing for a few hours. When they came out of the bathroom and back into William’s bedroom, Jacob took him by the hand.
“Come on, let’s sleep in the other bedroom. The bed isn’t big enough for all of us,” said Jacob.
“Okay,” said Theo surprised by Jacob’s suddenness, but then he saw Emilio smile and nod.
In the guest bedroom, Jacob tossed his towel over a chair sitting in the corner and pulled the covers back.
“Come on, Theo, lose the towel and get in bed.”
Theo wondered it was going to be a platonic thing, just two guys sleeping in the same bed after a casual fuck, but when he lay on his side, Jacob snuggled to his back and held him. He smiled, shifted against the muscular body, and drifted off to sleep.
After.
Theo showed up to the job site early wondering if Emilio would be there. He walked along the perimeter of the floor slab, the concrete still looking fresh. It had just been poured last Friday and one of the guys had been on site over the weekend keeping it wet. They couldn’t get on it, but they could get the steel ready to set and there was a small outbuilding to prep for the floor slab. The digging of footings, setting rebar, then getting a truck on site to place the concrete. They had wanted to do it with the main building but the shortage of rebar, then a delay in the concrete caused them to focus on the main building, knowing they could get the small outbuilding done while waiting on the concrete to cure for the main building sufficiently to get on it.
A couple of guys showed up in their pickup trucks, and they were soon on the tailgate of one drinking coffee and eating biscuits. Emilio finally drove onto the site and parked next to his truck. He strolled toward him and as he walked alongside the white Chevy van, the driver’s door swung open and Emilio slid out smiling at him.
“What’s so funny?” said Theo.
“We didn’t hear from Jacob or you all day yesterday. I assume you two were up to something.”
Theo pictured Jacob moving over him, sinking cock into his ass. He pictured him in the shower bathing his body, then fucking him again. He pictured himself on the kitchen counter, head bent against the backsplash and Jacob holding his legs apart while fucking him. Jacob had fucked him on Sunday until cum trickled down his thighs and his own cock just dripped the last of his load.
“We were just hanging out at his place.”
“I bet,” said Emilio, then the two of them laughed.
“What about you? You seem close to William, but then at times close to Ryan.”
“I really like William. As to Ryan, he’s a free bird.”
“What do you mean?”
“Ryan has dated Jacob then tried to date me, but he is just too restless. He doesn’t want a relationship or…maybe the right person hasn’t come along. I don’t know?”
“Does it make him sad?”
“Sad? No, not at all. I’m not even sure if he is fully aware of it.”
“But you could see something more with William?”
“Yes,” said Emilio smiling shyly for the first time. “I just don’t know if he feels the same way about me. I know he likes me, but…to go as far as relationship, I’m not sure.”
Theor saw it, this desire to know for sure. He knew one way was to get William to the side and ask him. They were meeting for dinner on Wednesday evening and he would find out. When he pictured the look on William’s face when Emilio was in his lap riding his cock, he was sure of the answer. Maybe the two of them just needed a little push.
He followed Emilio to the building pad, thinking of Ryan. He replayed what Emilio had said: maybe the right person hasn’t come along…
He wondered about continuing his search for someone in the area. Someone who needed confidence to come out. Someone who needed a guy who was more open, that would take them by the hand and lead them forward. Someone who needed Ryan.
As he followed Emilio, he wondered if things would fall into place. If he could really find himself here. He pictured Jacob, how he would be shy and just grin sometimes when asked a personal question, eventually nodding his head or shaking it. Then he pictured him naked, cock hard and dripping, and how that farm boy came alive. Just manhandled him, got him into position to suck cock or take it in the ass. He adjusted his cock as the thought made it stir.
The phone rang as Theo paced in his empty living room, Jacob in the kitchen prepping to cook dinner. It rang three times, four, and Theo was ready to end the call when it was answered and a familiar voice called out through it.
“Theo!”
“Hey Jason.”
“Where have you been? It’s been…” The voice cracked then Theo could hear an exhale. “Theo, why didn’t you call me as soon as dad threw you out? Why didn’t you come to my place, I would—”
“I thought you would have rejected me like dad.”
Silence. A long silence that neither knew how to fill. Then Jason spoke, his voice low and unsure.
“I wouldn’t have done that.”
“But I heard what you had said about gays and—”
“I’m sorry. I didn’t think about how it could be someone close to me. I didn’t think it could be my little brother.”
“Jason, did it take finding out someone close to you was gay for you to reconsider your bigotry toward them?”
“I fucked up. I know that now. But when are you coming home. It’s been nearly three years.”
“I know. Believe me, I know how long it has been. But I’m not coming back, Jason. I can’t. You know how it’ll go.”
“Mom is constantly asking me if I heard from you, and dad won’t admit it, but he too wants to know. Just come home. You can stay with us until you get your own place.”
“And do what? I can’t work with dad on the farm, and you know it. I have finally got my life together. I have a decent job and place to live, and someone who cares for me.”
“Come for a visit, just come so we can—”
“Why don’t you come here?”
“Okay. I’ll come to you.”
“Seriously? You don’t even know where I’m living.”
“Doesn’t matter. I’ll even get on a plane if I have to.”
Theo smiled, for his brother swore he would never get on a plane. He looked into the kitchen, seeing Jacob at the range.
“You still have the same email address?” said Theo.
“Yes.”
“I’ll send you my address, and you can look at your schedule and see what works for you.”
“Sarah said she is coming with me, and we’ll probably bring the kids, and mom—”
“Okay, okay, Jason. I get it. Just let me know. I’ve got to go; Jacob has dinner almost ready.”
“Jacob?”
“I’ll call you later,” said Theo and he swiped ‘end’ and set his phone down on the small dining table. It had four chairs around it and was the only furniture in the open room.
“Sounds like you were wrong about your brother,” said Jacob from the kitchen.
“I guess so.”
“So, email him and you guys set up a time for them to come visit. We can do a cookout at William’s place.”
Theo considered it and grinned at the image of his family with the guys as he went into the kitchen.
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