Peter got off the train and exited the small station. John had told him a taxi would be waiting. A cab driver walked up to him and invited him into the waiting car.
Soon they left the village behind them and after a 20 minutes drive through a forest the car stopped.
"Here we are, Sir." The driver opened the door for Peter and helped him with his bag. When Peter withdrew his wallet, the driver said it was all taken care of.
From the road you couldn't see the house, the gate was ajar. He pushed it open and walked down the path. It felt like he was walking in a forest, the the path curved to the left, he came to an open space, with grass and flower beds, he finally could see the house. It was huge, to Peter it looked like a palace, he took the few steps leading to the front door and rang the bell.
A butler answered the door. "Welcome, Sir. Please follow me." Peter followed the butler through the house to the back garden. The place was huge! "Wow, a pool!" Peter was amazed, the pool was at least 20 meters long.
"Hey Peter!" "John!"
John got up from a deckchair, Peter swallowed, John was naked and seeing this guy's muscular hairy body with his big dick, made him instantly hard. He let his bag drop to the ground when John arms went around him, hugging him tightly. They stared in eachothers eyes.
"Good to see you again." John said and planted a kiss on his lips.
Peter felt a bit akward, hugging a naked man in front of the butler but he put his arms around the big shoulders.
"Hmmm, Sir?"
John looked away, "Oh, yeah Alfred, take his bag to my room. I don't think we'll need you anymore."
"Very well Sir. See you Monday then." With a bow, Alfred left the garden, carrying Peter's bag.
"Come on, let's get you out of these cloths."
Within seconds Peter's cloths were on the ground and he stood naked and hard in front of John, who, after undressing Peter, was rock hard too. Their cocks pointing towards eachother. Their lips touched and soon their tongues were roaming in their mouths, their bodies pressed together, their cocks grinding. The kiss seemed to last forever.
Peter felt his cock dripping like mad, he let out a sigh as he felt John's fingers probing his ass. Gently John pushed him on the ground. He wrapped his legs around John, he could feel the stiff cock pressing against his balls. Still their lips were pressed hard together, their tongues deep in eachother's mouth. He could feel pre-cum dribbling down his balls to hi crack, he pushed up his ass even more.
"Mmmm,"John moaned, "you want to get fucked?"
He didn't wait for an answer, but pushed his wet cock head againt Peter's hole.
"Ohh, yeah", Peter relaxed his muscles and threw his head back. John wet his cock with spit and entered him. With his feet resting on John's ass he pressed the wet cock deeper into his ass, he wanted to be fucked by that fat cock, long and deep. He pulled John's big nipples, pulling his body closer to him. John now fucked him hard and fast. Peter reached down to his own dripping cock, knowing that he would cum within seconds. Suddenly John pulled out.
"Not so fast, kid, we've got the whole weekend!" He pulled him up to his feet and ran to the pool. "Come on!"
John dived in. Peter cursed, he felt empty and so fucking horny, the last thing he wanted was a swim. Nevertheless he followed John and dived in too. The water felt wonderful, when he surfaced, John put his arms around him and pressed his lips onto his. They kept on kissing while their hands went under water feeling eachothers body.
"Time for a drink!" John said and swam to the side and got out. Peter had a perfect view of John's round bubble but. John held out his hand and pulled him out. With their cocks still hard they walked over to the terrace.
Out of the cooler John pulled out a bottle of Champagne and filled two glasses.
"Wow, Champagne, never had that before."
"Then it's time you do! Cheers, Peter."
"Mmm, nice." Peter said and took a sip, "it tickles in my mouth."
They laid on the loungers side by side, slowly drinking, making small talk, slowly stroking the others erect cock.
Peter enjoyed it very much, he like the Champange, loved feeling the sun on his naked body and feeling John's cock in his hand.
He emptied his glass but instead of swallowing it he bent over and took John's dick in his filled mouth.
"Ohh, shit that tickles indeed!" John smiled, and put his hand on the back of Peter's head.
Peter took the heavy balls in his hand and rolled them around, he just loved the heaviness of them, he swallowed the Champagne so he could really suck the cock. He pushed his tongue into the piss slit while his lips went down the veiny shaft.
Softly John moaned and pushed his hips up and down.
Peter took both hairy balls in his mouth, he had to stretch his mouth wide open, softly he sucked on them while he stroked the wet cock faster.
"O man, need to fuck you!" John moaned.
Hell yes! Peter thought and got up, straddle him, took John's cock at the base and guided it into his hungry ass. He closed his eyes as he lowered himself on the massive cock, feeling it filling him up. Slowly he took the last inch inside of him. They both let out a sigh when his balls rested in John's pubes.
With his hands rested on John's hairy chest Peter started to ride that wonderful cock. Their moaned loudly now as both were close to cumming. Peter jerked his cock faster and squeezed his ass tightly around the pounding cock.
"Oh yes !" John cried out.
Peter pushed his ass all the way down when he felt John's warm seed flooding his ass. He moaned loudly now, he just loved his ass being filled with hot creamy cum. He threw his head back and shot his load too, all over John's chest. Spurt after spurt landed on the fur, one spurt even hit John in his face.
"Wow, man, that was hot!" John scooped up Peter's cum and licked his fingers off, his cock plopped out and Peter got up.
"Hang on, turn around."
Peter did, John pulled his ass open and pushed his tongue in, licking his own cum out of Peter's ass. Peter softening cock grew hard again as he felt the warm tongue inside of him, he pushed his ass back in John's face who pushed his tongue in even deeper. Once all the cum had been licked out John rested back on the lounger.
"Boy, you can make a fortune with that ass." John said and then smiled, "but then again, you already do."
"Yeah sure, but I can't even get a place of my own". Peter answered as he sat back.
"Christ, does that cock of yours ever get down?"
Peter smiled, "not when you're around." He held his cock at the base and waved with it.
"I think we need a re-fill" John said and got up, but first he kissed the tip of Peter's hard cock.
Carefully John re-filled their glasses, "What you mean? You're looking for a place?"
"Yes, I do" he told John of his new roommate and the problems he had faced trying to find a place.
John listened and slowly stroked Peter's cock. "Look, I have a friend who owns a few houses, maybe he can help you. Tell you what, I'll give him a call this evening."
"That would be great! I'm not looking for something fancy, just a small place for myself."
"Would be handy for me too, you know," John said, "When I'm in town I don't have to sleep in a hotel, I can stay with you." He bent over and took Peter's cock into his mouth.
"Mmmm..." Peter closed his eyes and laid his hands on the broad shoulders, he spread his legs a bit when he felt John's finger entering his ass. He started to moan louder as John finger fucked him deeper, his cock hit the back of John's warm throat.
"Ohhh.... yes!" He moved his hips up and down, fucking John's mouth deeply and clinching his ass around the probing fingers. "O fuck! I'm cumming."
They both groaned when he shot his load, John swallowed fast, he kept on sucking and licking till no drop was left. He came up and kissed Peter deeply, for a while they laid like this, John on top of Peter.
They emptied the Champagne bottle and Peter jumped in the pool.
"I'm going to see what Alfred made for dinner." Peter shouted to Peter, who was now on the far side of the pool.
Peter waved and swam a couple of laps more. So this is how it was when you were rich, a own pool and a butler making your dinner.
"Are you hungry?" John called, waving a towel.
Peter swam back and got out of the pool an dried himself.
"Cold chicken, garlic bread and a salad, not bad hey." John said as he watched Peter dry off.
"Sounds good."
He followed John into the house, they went into the dining room, where John had already laid the table, a plate with chicken, salad and bread were on the table.
"A room just for dinner?" Peter said more to himself than to John. "How many rooms do you have anyway?"
"A couple, a dining room, sittingroom, pool room, gym, study, for almost every activity a special room. Except for fucking, I like to do it anywhere I can." John smiled. He pressed his naked body against Peter's and gave him a kiss.
Peter put his arms around him, pressing himself against him and kissing him back, feeling John was getting aroused.
"Mmmm.." John replied, "as the chicken is already cold, it can wait a few minutes more."
Peter moved his lips over John's neck down to his chest, circling around his nippels, while his hand went down further, grabbing the hardening cock. His own cock was being caressed too and was rockhard again. John pushed him down on his knees and pressed his face into his crotch. Precum was leaking out of his cock, wetting Peter's face. He opened his mouth and John shoved his cock inside. He held Peter's head and started to fuck him, his big heavy balls hitting his chin over and over again.
Peter felt John's dick getting harder and harder in his mouth. After a few minutes John lifted him up, kissed him quickly and turned him around and bent him over the dinner table. He rubbed his cock head along the crack. Peter pushed his ass back, he loved the feeling of that hot meat. John sank to his feet, spread Peter's ass wide and licked the dark flesh around his hole.
"Mmmm oh yes!" Peter moaned. He felt the warm tongue pushing in, licking around inside him, his cock got even harder pressing hard against the table. John explored his ass, pushing his tongue in as fas as possible. Peter couldn't stop moaning and heard himself pleading to be fucked.
"Please, fuck me, want that big cock of yours deep in my ass!"
John got up and placed his big cockhead against his opening, without any problem the big cock entered him. Peter felt a wave of pleasure going through his body. John started to fuck him, first slowly then faster, he reached under the table and grabbed Peter's hard and dripping cock. He squeezed it hard and jerked it fast, the fucking got heavier. A glass on the table tumbled and rolled to the edge. Before it could fall to the floor John cried out and reached his climax. Within seconds Peter followed him, shooting his cum on the thick carpet on the floor.
John pulled his cock out and gave him a hard slap on his ass. "Dinner time! I guess we both need it."
"Looks delicious." Peter said looking at the food.
"Help yourself to the wine, let me get our robes, I like to be naked but I think at dinner we should dress."
Peter poured the chilled wine in the glasses and took a sip. "Mmm, nice."
"Here you go." John helped him in a white robe. He gave him a kiss and they said down to enjoy their dinner.
As promissed, after dinner John made a call to his friend. First he asked Peter how much rent he could pay. Peter made a quick calculation and said the amount. Peter waited impatiently for Peter to come back from the study where he made the call and was a bit dissappointed when John returned, his face said nothing.
"And? Nothing?"
At first John said nothing the he gave him a big smile, "A nice appartment, just on the edge of the center, for the price you mentioned!"
Peter jumped up into John's arms. "That's wonderful!"
"Ho, take it easy, I made an appointment for you, Monday afternoon at two at this address."
"I'll take it, I'll take it!", Peter looked at the address and his enthusiastic diminished, "you're sure that the rent is allright, I mean, the amount I said was for a whole month, not for a week!"
John laughed again, "sure, kid, a month rent."
"But this is in a classy neighbourhood! I mean an expensive area."
"As I said, the guy is a friend of mine." Without asking he poured two glasses of bourbon. "And besides, when I come over I want to spend my nights in a good erea." He handed a glass to Peter.
They raised their glasses, "and with good company." Again he placed a soft kiss on Peter's lips. "To your new appartment."
They went outside, John laid down on a deckchair and motioned that Peter shoud sit between his spreaded legs.
Peter rested his head back against John's chest, sipped his bourbon, and looked up to the darkening sky. He felt so happy and at ease. "It's beautiful." he said when he looked up to the sky. "You know as a kid I watched the sky at night and tried to count all those stars, but while I was counting it looked like more stars appeared." John's hand slipped into Peter's robe and gently rubbed his nipple. "Yeah, it's beautiful."
"Where I live now, you hardly can see the sky." Peter said, "just the neighbours accross the street, and trust me, you don't want to see them."
John gave a sigh.
"You're tired?"
"A bit, let's just finish this and turn in."
"Fine with me." Peter answered, he turned his head and kissed John softly, "Thanks for the great day."
"No thank you, sexy."
They finished their cognac and went to bed.
In bed they felt asleep at once, their bodies together. In the middle of the night Peter woke up. He stayed in his place, pressed against John's wam body, his big arms around him. Peter listened and realised the he didn't hear anything, unlike his room with Auntie Leo. There was always some noise, traffic, people leaving the cafe, shouting or church clocks. He was also excited, maybe a place of his own! He more or less had decided he would take the place, even if it would be small, afterall it was in a expensive area, so he shouldn't expect too much. He pushed his body back against John's, it felt so good to be in bed with another man again, that is in bed to sleep, to feel secure, warm. He couldn't help thinking back of Jack, those nights, after having had sex, sleeping in the narrow bed, always afraid to fall out, but enjoying the warmth and comfort of someone so close to you. He turned his head and looked at John. He did look just perfect, caring and handsome but still he couldn't feel the same way what he had felt for Jack, what he still felt for Jack to be honest.