It takes just the right chemistry for some guys to work together. Here's an example. Comments to Cgard43@hotmail.com.
CARPENTER'S HELPER
Al was a carpenter, and around the union hall it was generally agreed that he was the most difficult with whom to work. Apprentices and helpers avoided him at any cost. None wanted to work with him. Al was irritable and hot tempered. If an apprentice or helper did something wrong, he'd swear and curse them. Rumor had it, he'd even been known to throw things at them or hit them.
That was before Terry came along. Terry actually offered to work with Al and never complained whatever job Al told him to do.
They were an interesting contrast when compared to one another. Al, despite the usual nickname 'Big Al' was in fact about four inches shorter than Terry. Terry was a couple of inches over six feet and had a lanky build. His dark blond hair and clear blue eyes contrasted completely with Al's slim but muscular body, thick, dark hair and intense brown eyes.
Al was a rather mean-looking stud, the effect magnified by his heavy stubble of beard. He always dressed the same way, in tight levis which fit him to perfection and a close fitting tee shirt, sometimes adding an open shirt over it. He showed a well-stuffed basket which every woman and most men noticed as soon as they saw him.
By contrast again, Terry dressed usually in tan chino pants and a plaid shirt. Clothes just seemed to hang on his long, lean body, though his body was defined enough to show muscles and bulges in all the right places.
The bulk of the work going on was remodeling, which meant there was a lot of the demolition work which helpers hated so much. The house that Al and Terry were working in was vacant, the new owners wanting to have the work done before they moved in. It did make it somewhat easier for them to work, and Al especially preferred working without interfering homeowners.
When you worked as a helper on a remodeling job with Al, you got to do almost all of the demolition yourself, especially the heavy, dirty, dusty part. Al did the preparation work for the rebuilding. For his part in this, Terry never complained about demolition or any other type of work, instead going on steadily until the job was done.
Al couldn't resist shouting every time he thought Terry could do something better or quicker, though Terry as usual was doing an excellent job. Terry remained nonplussed throughout, doing his job with only responsive comment. Only during their lunch break did Terry speak much at all, and then usually only in response to something Al had asked or said.
The dusty and dirty part of the job was finally done, and the next day they would begin the actual construction. This was the time when the other helpers and apprentices really hated working with Al. He shouted orders at them constantly, never believing they could do anything right on their own.
It was just after lunch the second day of construction, and Al was standing on a ladder, nailing in the new header he'd added to the ceiling. Terry stood at the foot of the ladder, handing Al tools or materials as he needed them, and doing whatever else Al asked him to do. Al seemed to be in an even worse mood than usual, and he glared down at Terry.
"Don't just stand there like you're waiting to suck my cock, for God's sake," Al said harshly, though Terry had done nothing wrong, "Get busy."
"Whatever you say, boss," Terry answered, "Just waiting for you to tell me what to do."
"Is that what you want? You want me to whip out my cock for you to suck?" Al's tone was still very harsh.
"Whatever you say, boss," Terry answered quietly.
"God damn it," Al said, "Get to work and bring in that wallboard."
Terry obediently went and started carrying in the heavy wallboard sheets. He lined them up again the wall, working steadily until they were all in place. Al had finished the header and had now positioned his ladder to add the new furring strips to the new part of the ceiling.
"Bring me those damned furring strips," Al shouted. Terry calmly walked outside, returning immediately with the pre-cut wood.
"Now stay there and hand them to me," Al called. Terry stood next to the ladder, ready to hand up the correct pieces as they were needed. His eyes were just about even with Al's crotch, and Al happened to look down just as Terry glanced at the bulge in front of him.
"Why you staring at me like that?" Al asked loudly.
"Sorry, boss," Terry answered, "You told me to stand here and that's what I'm doing."
"Well, get to work," Al said, "We wanna finish this whole section today."
In a fury now, Al worked as fast as he could and Terry kept up with him at every step, knowing almost instinctively what was needed next. They got the entire new section of ceiling furred out, which meant they were almost two hours ahead of schedule.
Al finally said they should stop for a cold drink. Terry got a couple of soft drinks from the cooler in the truck, wiped off the tops and opened them. He handed one to Al who took it rather roughly and without a word.
They sat down in the corner and drank their Cokes in silence. Al finished first and stood, throwing his drink can into the trash hauler. He walked back and stood in front of the still seated Terry.
"You queer or something?" Al asked gruffly, "You really want to suck my cock? Is that what you want?" Terry looked up at him, his blue eyes very bright.
"Whatever you say, boss," he answered quietly.
Al reached down and pulled open the buttons of his fly. He reached in and pulled out his cock which lengthened and thickened as he stroked it. Soon it extended to its full nine-inch length and massive thickness. Terry stared at it calmly, though he unconsciously moistened his lips with his tongue. Al finally released his cock.
"You wanna suck it? Is that what you want, cocksucker?" he almost shouted.
"Whatever you say, boss." Terry continued to look up at him.
"Whatta you mean?" Al shouted.
"I'm your helper. You tell me what to do," Terry said, "That's the way it is."
"So if I tell you to suck my cock, you just suck it, huh?" Terry nodded silently.
"Then I say suck it," Al said softly but gruffly, "Suck this big cock of mine!"
Terry didn't hesitate. He moved onto his knees and silently began licking the huge cock, running his tongue around the head before he took the first half of it into his mouth. Al moaned softly as he felt the hot, wet mouth surround his cock, then he began fucking more and more of it into the young guy's mouth quite roughly.
"Oh yeah," Al said firmly, "I wanna fuck your face. Take it, cocksucker."
He continued plunging his cock into and out of Terry's mouth and Terry proved himself well able to contend with both the length and thickness of Al's cock.
Once he'd gotten used to it, Terry easily let Al's cock push deeply into his throat with almost every stroke, meanwhile applying a great deal of pressure against the shaft. Al moaned repeatedly as he felt Terry's mouth taking his cock, and when he slowed his fucking, Terry took over, sucking Al's cock in fast, deep strokes which almost matched the other's fucking action.
"God damn," Al shouted, "What a hot, fuckin' mouth. Suck it! Take it all!"
Terry kept up his sucking pace and style and in just a few minutes, Al's body was trembling as he called out.
"Take it, cocksucker. Suck that big cock! I'm gonna come! I'm coming now!" he shouted as his cock throbbed, his balls pulled up and he shot the first blast of his load deep into Terry's mouth. Terry kept sucking, swallowing as the load filled his mouth, taking every drop of Al's hot load down his throat. He continued sucking even when the eruptions slowed, finally nursing the big cock for the last drops before letting it slide from between his lips.
Al's body slightly trembled again and he stepped back, quickly shoving his cock back into his pants.
"God damn. That's great head, man," he said gruffly, turning away, "Now, get back to work."
Terry stood and followed him, silently rearranging his own crotch to hide an obvious erection.
Al didn't mention the incident for the rest of the day, but he seemed rather quieter. Several times he looked puzzlingly at his helper, as if struggling to figure something out.
The next day, Al was himself again, gruffly ordering Terry around all day. Nothing was said about the sexual activity of the previous day.
The following day was Friday and when they stopped for lunch, they sat outside on the patio which was very private. After they'd finished their lunch, Al spoke quietly.
"You wanna suck my cock again, Terry?"
"Sure," Terry said quietly, "Whatever you say, boss."
Al walked over to him, pulling his cock from his pants. Terry let Al shove his big cock into his mouth and Terry began sucking eagerly. It seemed it would be a repeat of the prior afternoon, but after Terry had been sucking Al's cock fast and deep for several minutes, Al suddenly pulled it from his helper's mouth and took several steps back away from him.
"Damn, you're good at that. What is it with you, anyway?" Al asked.
"Like I said," Terry answered quietly, "I'm doing what you told me to do." He looked up and his calm blue eyes met Al's fierce dark eyes staring down into his.
"What do you mean? What about what you want?" Al asked directly.
"Doing what you want is what I want," Terry said quietly, "That's the way I am."
"You mean no matter what I tell you to do, you'll do it?"
"Within certain limits," said Terry quietly.
"What if I want to fuck your ass?" Al asked. Terry sucked in a big gulp of air.
"I'd like that," he answered quietly. Al looked at him closely.
"What if I want to pull on your cock?" he asked.
"I won't say 'no' to any kind of sex," Terry said, his clear blue eyes meeting Al's directly.
"Man, you're really something," Al said, now quiet too, "I've gotta think about this." He started to put his softening cock back in his pants but Terry groaned.
"Hell yes," Al said, "You want it, and I wanna empty my nuts down your throat. Suck it, man." He moved back toward Terry who opened his mouth and gulped the full length of Al's cock deep into his throat. The prior talk had gotten Terry even hotter than before, and he started sucking furiously, hungry for the cock and the load of cum it would soon shoot into his mouth.
It didn't take long before he was rewarded, as Al fucked his cock deep into Terry's throat and blasted volley after volley of hot, salty juice wildly.
Terry never wavered, taking Al's long, fat cock all the way down and gulping the hot cum into his mouth and swallowing every drop. Al was almost shaking as his climax finished, but he let Terry continue to suck his cock until well after it had ended. Finally, Al pulled his softening cock from his helper's mouth and stuffed it back into his pants.
"You're really something," Al said, shaking his head, "I'm gonna have to think about this some more." They both went back to work, but Al's tone had now softened considerably. He still shouted orders and he still yelled at Terry about one thing or another that he wanted, but there was far less anger and bitterness than before.
When they met at the hall and drove to the house on Monday morning, Al was full of questions, which Terry answered openly and directly.
"So you're a queer, huh?" Al asked. Terry nodded but said nothing.
"And you like a guy to tell you what to do, huh?"
"Yes," Terry said quietly. "Some guys."
"You do this when you work with other guys? You have sex with them if they want it."
"No, not usually," Terry said, "You kinda turn me on that way."
"And that's why you don't mind working with me?"
"I like working with you," Terry said, "I like having you tell me what to do."
"And you like having sex that way too? You want me just to tell you what to do, huh?"
Terry just nodded quietly.
"Any kind of sex you don't like?"
"Not with you," Terry said quietly.
Once they got to the house, it was work as usual. Al shouted and bossed and Terry did as he was told, never complaining. They worked steadily, stopping only for a quick lunch until about two o'clock.
"We're way ahead of schedule," Al suddenly said gruffly, "Get this place cleaned up. We're quitting for the day."
He walked outside and Terry quickly and efficiently cleaned up the room they were remodeling. Pretty soon Al walked back in, carrying a rolled up piece of carpeting. He walked into the other part of the house, then returned, just as Terry dumped the last bit of trash into the dumpster parked outside.
"Come in here," Al called to him. Terry came inside and stood at the doorway, waiting.
"Get your ass in the living room and get out of those clothes," Al barked at him.
Terry raised his eyebrows just slightly but headed into the house silently. He walked into the living room to find the thick piece of carpeting spread out on the floor. It was rather dark as the draperies were drawn all around. He started to undress but quit when he got down to his shorts.
Al walked into the room, fully dressed. He stopped in the doorway.
"I told you to strip," he barked at Terry, "Get those damn shorts off." Terry complied immediately, throwing them onto the pile of his clothing. He stood there somewhat self consciously, his cock lengthening and thickening.
Al walked toward him, drawing a thick length of leather from his pocket.
"That's quite a piece of meat you've got there," he said, nodding in the direction of Terry's groin. Terry's cock was stiffening rapidly, and it stood almost straight out from his body. It wasn't as thick as Al's, but at its full length of over eight inches, it would be nearly as long.
Al walked around Terry, drawing his hands behind his back roughly.
"You're not gonna need these," Al said, as he quickly lashed the leather strap into a tight knot, tying Terry's hands together. Once that was done, Al stood back and surveyed his helper's body.
"Well now," Al said, "Let's see what we've got here." He roughly ran his hands all over Terry's body, feeling his shoulders and back, and running his hand between the cheeks of Terry's ass and then grabbing a handful of ass cheek. He turned Terry around roughly, then reached to squeeze each nipple in turn rather roughly, twisting and pulling on them. He ran his hands down Terry's chest, fingered his navel, then grabbed Terry's cock in one hand and his balls in the other.
Terry moaned throughout the process, his body excited at Al's rough and controlling touch. When Al released Terry's balls and moved that hand to his mouth, Terry quickly sucked several of Al's fingers into his mouth, groaning loudly as Al shoved them deep inside.
"You've got a talented mouth there, buddy," Al said sharply, "Let's put it to work." He put his hands on Terry's shoulders and pushed him down to his knees. He pushed his crotch forward and rubbed it against Terry's face.
"You want it?" he said roughly, "You wanna suck that cock again?"
"Oh yes, sir," Terry murmured, pressing his lips against the swelling bulge in Al's crotch.
"Tell me," Al's voice boomed, "tell me what you want, cocksucker!"
"Please, boss," Terry's voice sounded pleading now. "Please let me suck your big, beautiful cock. Fuck my mouth again, please, till you pop your nuts down my throat." Al couldn't help but grin slightly as he listened.
"Well let's see if you can get to it, cocksucker," Al said stepping back a couple of steps. "Let's see how much you want to suck my dick."
Terry crawled toward him, reaching up with his teeth to find the zipper of the jeans Al was wearing. Once he got it between his teeth, he pulled down on it, finally succeeding after several tries in getting it all the way down. Next Terry moved higher, trying to undo the button at the waistband, and he struggled for almost a full minute before he managed, using his lips and tongue, to get it undone.
"Hey, buddy," Al said, "you're really hot to get at that cock, aren't you? You can hardly wait to taste it, can you?" Terry moaned loudly, continuing to work to free Al's cock.
"Just look at you, trying to get a mouthful of hot cock. Go for it, tiger!"
Once he'd gotten Al's jeans undone, Terry wedged his chin inside Al's shorts, and moved his head back and forth until he finally got them pulled down far enough for Al's cock to bounce free. It was very hard and the huge organ banged against Terry's face as it swung from side to side.
Terry tried to catch the head of Al's cock between his lips, but Al grabbed his cock and started slapping it roughly against Terry's face.
"What do you want?" he asked tauntingly, "What the hell do you want, Terry? Tell me. I wanna hear you say the words."
"Please let me suck your cock," Terry said, now with some urgency. "Fuck my face, sir, please. Give me that whole long dick of yours down my throat."
"Oh yeah," Al said, "I'm gonna fuck your face, buddy. And I'm gonna fuck your butt too. That what you want, cocksucker? You want me to use both your holes like that, huh?"
"Oh yes, sir," Terry said quietly, "Whatever you want me to do."
"Then do it," Al said, forcing his cock deep into Terry's mouth. Terry moaned as he finally tasted and felt the hardness of Al's cock and he sucked it deep into his mouth. He moaned again as he started sucking it hard and fast, taking almost the entire length of the mammoth organ down his throat with each stroke.
"Suck my nuts," Al shouted, and Terry quickly moved off his cock and took first one then the other of Al's huge balls into his mouth. He continued going back and forth while Al sighed heavily. Finally Al spoke again, reaching down to pull Terry back up to a standing position.
"You want what I want, right?" he asked sharply.
"Yes sir," Terry murmured, nodding his head.
"Good," Al said, and he slowly and carefully walked around Terry, staying just out of his reach. "You've got lots to offer your boss, don't you?"
"Whatever you want," Terry murmured, his eyes locked on the huge organ jutting from Al's crotch and swaying from side to side as he walked.
"Good," Al whispered quietly as he came back to face Terry again. "That's a good attitude, boy, 'cause I wanna suck that big cock of yours."
Terry gasped as Al dropped down to one knee and gulped Terry's very stiff cock into his mouth. He groaned as Al began sucking it in long, deep strokes, taking as much of Terry's cock into his mouth as he could.
"Oh shit," Terry cried, totally surprised at what Al was doing. It had caught him completely off-guard and he stared down at Al's bobbing head in disbelief.
"Mmm," Al moaned softly as his mouth and tongue felt and tasted the long shaft of Terry's cock.
Terry was getting more and more excited as Al sucked his cock, and his body started to tremble slightly, but Al grabbed his ass in both hands and sucked harder and deeper. After five minutes or so, Al let the cock slide from his mouth and stood up again.
"Yeah," Al said as Terry's cock slurped from his mouth, "That's a nice big rod you've got there. Just like I figured it would be." He turned Terry around again and knelt down facing his ass.
"Get down here on the floor," Al shouted, pulling Terry down to the floor. With his hands tied, Terry couldn't balance himself properly and almost fell. Al guided him so he was lying on his face, then reached under him and, grabbing his cock and balls with one hand, he pulled them roughly back, moving Terry up on his knees.
Al started licking Terry's ass cheeks as Terry moaned loudly. Al moved in closer and, spreading his helper's ass cheeks, he began rimming and tonguing all around Terry's asshole.
"Oh God," Terry groaned loudly as he started to move away from the invading tongue almost involuntarily. Al was quick, however, and he reached between Terry's legs and grasped his cock and balls firmly in a single grasp and pulled him backward.
"You're not goin' anywhere," Al said sharply and Terry relaxed his body again. "I own your body now, man."
Al kept his tight hold on Terry's genitals as he went back to rimming and tonguing Terry's ass. When he started actually sticking his tongue into Terry's asshole, Terry finally called out to him.
"Oh God," he whispered loudly, "That feels so fuckin' good, boss...oh shit, yeah. Stick your hot tongue in me like that!"
Al continued tonguing Terry's hole for another minute or so, then sat back on his heels.
"You like that, huh?" Al called to the panting Terry.
"Oh yeah, boss," he answered, "now fuck me please, boss. Give me your cock. I need it bad."
"Good," Al said, "That's what I wanted to hear you say. You need it, huh? You mean you want it, don't you? You want my cock deep in your fuckhole, don't you, Terry?"
"Oh God, yes!" Terry cried, "I want it in me, boss."
"Don't worry, I'm gonna fuck your ass, Terry. I'm gonna plug your butt good, but it's 'cause you want it too. You wanna feel my dong up your ass, don't you?"
"Oh God yes sir," Terry groaned, "I wanna feel you poundin' your big cock into me good, boss."
Al quickly reached to untie Terry's hands, then turned him over on his back, lying on the carpet. Al stretched out on top of his helper, face to face now.
"Kiss me, you bastard," Al shouted, and as their parted lips met, Al pushed his tongue hotly into Terry's mouth, who groaned softly as they kissed. Al held him for many minutes, their kissing growing more intense all the time. Terry's body was shaking with excitement, and when his eyes weren't closed, his gaze never left Al's face as he wondered at the change in Al.
Raising up on his knees, Al moved up Terry's body and plunged his cock deep into Terry's mouth. Terry sucked willingly, taking as much of the long, thick cock as he could, but in this position, he was unable to let it pass down his throat. Al realized this, but just kept fucking his stiff meat hotly into Terry's willing mouth.
Once he felt his cock was well coated with saliva, Al moved to between Terry's legs and lifted them to his shoulders.
"God I'm hot for your ass," Al said, almost all trace of gruffness now gone from his voice and replaced with a tone of passion, "I wanna fuck you good."
"Oh God yes," Terry cried, louder than Al had ever heard him speak, "Fuck me, boss! Give me that big cock now!"
Al positioned the head of his cock and met Terry's wide-eyed gaze as he pushed the first couple of inches into the hot, saliva-wet hole. Terry gasped at the invasion and Al stopped until he felt Terry's body relax. Then he moved forward again, stroking his cock in and out of Terry's ass, penetrating a little further with each stroke. Terry moaned loudly as his asshole stretched to accommodate Al's mammoth cock, until finally Al was stroking his full nine inches of cock in and out of Terry's fiery asshole.
"Jesus, what a hot fuckin' ass!" Al cried, now pistoning his cock in and out hard and fast. He slowed his pace slightly and began altering his fuck strokes until he heard Terry's load groans, indicating that he was massaging his prostate with each stroke. Once he found the right direction and stroke, he started fucking faster, the two of them groaning and grunting loudly as they clung to each other.
"Oh God yes, give it to me." Terry cried, as Al's huge cock throbbed inside him and punished his slippery hole, "That's so good...So fuckin' good."
"Damn right," Al shouted back, "Great fuckin' ass, buddy. Take this dick, man!"
Al fucked furiously, plunging the full length of his cock deep into Al's still tight ass as fast as he could. He knew he wasn't going to be able to keep this up, and that his climax was very close. He wanted to make Terry come too, but he was so caught up in the excitement of Terry's fiery ass taking his cock he gave himself over totally to the feeling.
"Take it, man!" Al shouted, "Take your boss's dick like that. You want your boss fuckin' your butt like that, don't you?"
"Oh God," Terry cried, "Oh God, yes. Fuck me, boss. Be my boss!"
Then suddenly, Al knew just how close he was and lost almost all control.
"I'm gonna come!" Al shouted, pistoning his cock faster and faster into Terry's body, "I can't help it...great fuckin' ass...here it comes! Oh shit! Here it comes!"
Terry felt Al's cock grow even bigger as he slammed it deeper and deeper, until Al fiercely drove the full length of his cock into Terry and shouted.
"Yes, dammit."
Al's huge cock throbbed and began erupting, pumping shot after shot of hot cum into Terry's ass, who groaned at the wild sensations. He loved the feeling of Al's cum flooding into his ass and he squeezed his ass muscles against the still very hard cock deep within him.
"Oh God, yes," Terry cried, "Shoot it in me, boss. Fill me with your jizz."
Al was silent as his body shook almost in spasms, his cock spewing his copious flow deep into Terry's body. Al held him tightly until his climax finished, then opened his eyes and looked down into the excited gaze of his helper.
"Wow," Al asked, a grin breaking across his face, "your ass is good enough to make me lose control, buddy."
"It was fantastic," Terry whispered. He suddenly looked surprised as Al once more began stroking his huge cock into his ass.
"Once wasn't enough," Al said quietly, his tone at odds with the intense look in his eyes.
"My God, your dick's still as hard," Terry whispered in surprise.
"Uh-huh," Al answered, "and still hot for your fuckin' ass."
The pace was different this time as Al fucked his young buddy. He fucked more slowly now, his huge cock stroking in more directions as it sought out the most sensitive places in Terry's insides.
"Oh yes," Terry moaned. "Fuck me like that, boss. You're tearing up my butt, but it feels so fuckin' good."
"That's good," Al said in a whisper, "that's just how I want it to feel." He twisted Terry's sensitive nipples which caused him to groan loudly.
"Oh yeah," Terry cried, in his excitement driving his ass back to impale himself even further on Al's methodically pistoning cock.
"Fuck me," Terry cried, "fuck me, boss!"
Al's intensity was incredible as he fucked, not passionately as before but with a sure determination. Terry saw the emotion in his eyes and felt every nerve in his body responding, both to the stiff cock massaging his insides and the rough hands on his nipples and chest.
"Oh yeah," he said over and over, "So fuckin' good, man!"
Al just smiled as he saw how Terry's excitement rising.
Suddenly, Terry cried out again.
"Oh God, Al. I'm gonna come. I mean, I'm gonna come!" Al's constant massaging of his insides had brought him close to climax, and when Al grabbed his cock and started beating it, Terry passed the brink himself.
"Yeah," Al grunted. "Come on, boy. We're both gonna come this time." He started fucking faster now, matching his own driving cock's strokes to beating Terry's cock.
"Oh my God," he called, "I'm gonna come too. Never before like that...never before, boss!"
"Go, man," Al cried, "Shoot that wad for me. Give me your Goddamn load." He was fucking like a demon now, pounding all nine inches deep in Terry's ass with every stroke.
"Take it, boy," Al shouted again, slamming his cock all the way into Terry as it blasted a second wad of steamy cum deep in his bowels.
"Oh yeah, that's it, boss." Terry cried, hardly able to form the words, "Come in me...God, I love it...oh shit, I'm gonna come...I'm coming...coming!" His voice trailed off as the intensity of his climax hit him. He physically shook as his cock started to erupt.
Al read the situation quickly and bent down and caught just the head of Terry's long cock into his mouth. He was in time as he tasted and felt the first blast of cum hit the back of his throat.
"Mmm," Al groaned, Terry's throbbing cock pumping his mouth full. He tried to suck all of Terry's cock into his mouth while keeping his own cock buried deep in him. He sucked and swallowed, then swallowed again to catch every drop the very large load of cum Terry's cock was pumping wildly into his mouth.
Finally, the spasms subsided, and Al used his hand and mouth to nurse the last drops from Terry's still hard cock before licking them away.
Terry laid with his eyes closed as he waited for his body to relax. He still trembled from the excitement of Al's fucking and his own climax.
When Terry finally opened his eyes, he looked up into the eyes of a very self-satisfied Al, who now lowered Terry's legs again and laid down on top of him.
"Now that's coming," Al said as his breathing returned to normal, "God what a big load, buddy. You been storing that up for a long time, haven't you?"
Terry nodded, squeezing his ass muscles to help keep Al's softening cock from slipping from his ass.
"That was wild," Terry said, "The best fuckin' I've ever gotten."
"The best?" Al quizzed with a smile.
"You bet," Terry answered, "Hell, I never came from getting fucked before."
"Good. You needed it," Al said, "It was great for me too."
Al's cock slipped from Terry's ass, and both men were helpless to stop it.
"Oh," groaned Terry, now looking back into Al's dark eyes. "Please promise you'll fuck me again like that," he said almost pleading.
"You've kinda changed your tune, haven't you?" Al asked quietly, "I thought it was just what I wanted."
"But you surprised me," Terry said, "I figured you'd just wanna get off and that would be it. I never dreamed sex with you would be like this."
"Why?" Al asked, "You think I'm really that hard-assed?" He sounded serious.
Terry smiled. "You are, but that's not exactly what I meant."
"You mean you didn't think I'd get into gay sex?" Al asked. Terry nodded.
"Terry, I've been gay a long time," Al said, "And I've been fighting it just as long." He grew quiet for a few moments before he spoke again.
"You see, I can't stand those 'pansy' types. I've never wanted anything to do with them." He paused again and reached to touch Terry's face, a very gentle gesture for him.
"But you're my kind of man, strong and tough. It's different doing it with you. We're both men, you know. You can understand that, can't you?"
"Yeah," Terry said quietly, "I feel that way too, but I figured you were straight."
"Yeah," Al said with a chuckle, "Straight to your hot ass, buddy. Is that why you said 'whatever you want'?"
"Uh-huh," Terry answered, "I was willing to do whatever you wanted, because I thought that was the only way I'd ever get any sex with you. Besides, I do like a guy to take charge."
"That isn't what sex is all about," Al said, "Sex has gotta be a two-way street."
Terry nodded and then said quietly, "I've never met a guy like you before."
"Well," Al said, "Now that you have, I'm apt to keep you pretty busy, both at work and after work."
"Oh God yes," Terry said, "I'd like that." Al grinned at Terry suddenly.
"And I really want to get to know you...if you're agreeable, that is, but I can't change the way I am, you know," he said.
"I don't want you to change," Terry said, "I really am a passive guy, and I like the way you make me do things."
"Good," Al said, standing, "Now get your fuckin' clothes on and let's go over to my place. We'll have a few beers and then see what happens. I have a hunch my dick's gonna get hard again soon.
"Alright," Terry said with enthusiasm, "I think I'm gonna like this."
"You will...hell, we both will," Al called with a laugh as he walked into the bathroom, "I have a hunch we'll be working together a long time."