HECK by Mike Austin
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The phone was ringing early or what Heck and Marcus thought might be early this Sunday morning. It was actually already 7 a.m. and the caller was Tia, thanking them for the invitation, sharing their house and the party. She was already at her restaurant making breakfast tacos and told the guys to come down for breakfast On Her. They agreed but not before exclaiming how delicious her cake had been. That call ended and was followed by 4 or 5 more, all with appreciation, thanks and compliments. The guys just lay together soaking in the gratitude. Soon they found themselves in a 69 and both cumming. Marcus was playful and grabbed a towel and popped Heck on the ass a few times at which point HOSS sprang to life and Marcus backed off, begging to get fucked, but later.............. They took a joint shower in the huge limestone 8' x 8' shower, cleaned up and headed to Tia's for breakfast. En route, Marcus phoned Jack, checking on him. Jack too had overslept but was up rambling about and learned the guys were headed to Tia's and was now invited to join them. He accepted. Heck and Marcus arrived first and asked Tia to let them pay for Jack's meal and she flipped off her hands and declined saying his meal was on her as well. No other diners had yet arrived. Tia continued, admitted having a young nephew that she thought might be gay and thought Heck and Marcus made good role models for young Rico. Jack arrived, poured a cup of coffee from the buffet service bar, gave Tia huge hug and she grabbed his ass with both hands and all erupted in laughter before she returned to finish getting breakfast ready. The 3 guys sat, freshly showered but already with morning scruffs recalling the night, party and just as Tia arrived with food, they extolled her delicious tres leches cake, the Hit of The Party. She joined them and was about done eating as some other customers arrived and she excused herself from the guys and took care of her new diners. At the same time Tia's sister arrived with her two sons, Rico the younger of the two and Alejandro. They were there to work, the sister in the kitchen with Tia and the boys bussing tables and washing dishes. Marcus remarked about Rico to Jack and Tia's belief that he may be gay. While no pedophile, Jack was immediately smitten by the young teen. Jack admitted that Rico was not his type, but he did look sweet and was courteous as he came to remove plates from the guys' table. That gave jack a chance to really take in Rico's lean, muscled body.
One of the new diners was Bryan, who had gone to school with Heck, and now had a successful guide service. He headed to a small table at the back of Tia's, then with his laptop now spread out, Rico approached with chips and salsa, water and coffee, took his order and left the new customer to his laptop. Soon another pair of breakfast fans arrived. Jeff, another local and high school comrade of Heck's, now local State Game Warden, arrived with his wife. Jeff like Bryan, waved and nodded at Heck then seeing his other high school bro, Bryan already seated and working away, nodded and waved at him as well, then sought a table by a front window, placed their order with Rico and set about talking about the day ahead. Tia took this opportunity to come out and personally greet all her customers and brought some their food, while others got a smile, warm greeting and thank yous for dining with her. She was a great cook, community activist and good person. The community benefited from her service and delicious menu. Rico and Ali always got to be with their mom and aunt at work; and Tia could keep an eye on her nephews. She saw how nervous Rico got around guys like Bryan and Jeff as well as others and now was equally nervous serving Heck, Marcus and new guy Jack. Her assumptions gelled about Rico each time he had any interaction with one of her handsome male customers. Tia returned to the dining room with more food as the guys stood, ready to leave. She gave each a hug, they thanked her again, Jack gave Rico one quick smile and nod, as he scurried back into the kitchen out of sight. The Sunday morning sun was brilliant and the breeze was steadily coming in from the North. It was still Spring and all the small wildflowers were bending in the wind and flashing their brightly colored, small blossoms. The trio made small talk in the parking lot before Jack begged off, saying he had an engine that needed some work, and Marcus asked him if he was interested in leftovers with them for an early supper? He accepted and they agreed on 5pm, then left Tia's and headed to their homes. Jack passed the Super 8 on his way back to the airfield and wondered if there was ever any guy-guy action there from hunters, travelers or work crews on assignment in the area? The wind picked up some as Jack turned his old Chevy truck off the hwy onto the macadam drive that led to the long row of hangars and dozen or so secured private planes that lined the hangar side of the air strip. As he climbed the two steps into the bunkhouse to change into coveralls and get ready to service the Piper Cub engine, he reflected first on the guys' hospitality and then flashed a quick thought to that young Latino Rico, as he finished changing clothes and headed to the adjoining mechanical garage hangar and waiting Piper Cub. "Jack seems nice and hot for Tia's nephew Rico" exclaimed Heck, as they drove farther out of town to their new home. "You're right on both counts" Marcus replied and added, "how old do you think Rico is?" "Well if he's legal (18) he's just barely there" Heck replied and both laughed. They pulled off the hwy and both took pride and with humility, took in the handsome home and spread that Uncle Matt had made possible. Marcus reached for Heck's hand, held it, squeezed, then looked at the man driving the truck and felt his heart race with love. It was only 9:30 and both were full from breakfast and agreed that a Sunday morning, post breakfast nap was in order.
Marcus prepped for "the nap" and crawled into join Heck who was already under the covers. The light comforter tucked under his arms, revealed his now moderately hairy chest and defined, but not extreme biceps to Marcus, as he rolled to his side, urging Marcus to join him in their bed. They snuggled, kissed and rolled about a bit then after more passionate kissing, Heck moved Marcus onto all fours and began eating his boy. Hearing Marcus' moans fill the room was all the signal Heck needed. Lubing the still firmly muscled ring, Marcus looked back over his shoulder at his man Heck, then arched his back to meet Heck's hardon. That sensation of taking his man, being mounted by him and then screwed slowly at first, then increasingly passionate before the full on fuck was always a treat. It had not always been so and the first time they screwed, Heck had hurt Marcus even while trying to be gentle. It would be several weeks back then, before Marcus was ready to tackle the HOSS again, but that was years ago and now he just relished Heck fucking him and huge cum volume that always forced Marcus to a hands-free orgasm. After the fuck, they collapsed in bed and slept until noon. They spent the rest of the afternoon cleaning up from the party and getting ready for Jack to join them for supper. Marcus suggested that even after supper, there'd be ample food left and wondered if Jack would accept a care package of food for later meals in the week? Heck thought it a great idea but urged him not to push too hard on Jack accepting it and offend him. They had classic rock playing when they saw Jack at the back patio door, ready to knock and motioned him in. Heck had a frozen margarita machine in action and the three took one glass of the Sunday afternoon chilled refresher and offered cheers tossing back the icy but smooth drink. The guys talked about the day since breakfast and Marcus blushed as Heck relayed their "nap". Jack opined about his battle with the engine work, before it gave into his superior mechanical skills and they all laughed. The self-serve meal worked fine for all and Marcus urged Jack to take some leftovers home, which he accepted with gusto. The three relaxed a bit, watching the sunset as Jack thanked them for the meals, but more importantly, the new bond of friendship. He took his care package and headed home about 7:30, after helping the guys clean up the supper dishes and stow the other leftovers, and giving parting hugs.
Arriving back at the airfield, Jack was greeted by 6 tall light poles flanking the macadam drive, pooling light at their bases. A single light pole illuminated each hangar bay door, and as he drove past the mobile building that served as the airfield office lights illuminated each corner, before he came to the small mercury vapor light at the entry to his bunkhouse. He felt settled, yet alone, as the Spring night engulfed him. He loaded the care package into the fridge, stripped down and popped in some porn. Before long, he was sound asleep, but it was a restful sleep from one of the best weekends he'd ever had.