The story below is a work of fiction, set in the format of reality. Any resemblances to real people, alive or in the hereafter, is entirely coincidental in nature. It is not meant to accurately reflect upon persons, in towns, cities, nor governmental areas, which the story is stages. If a sexual scene involving male-to-male relationships offences you, then you should not read this story. Additionally, if you are under 18 years of age, in most state and countries, you are not allowed to read this story, by law. Check with your local laws regarding such. Sexual safety matters. This is fiction. Use protection, in real life.
ROAD TRIP making it look good wriTten by T. Chase McPhee
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Adam takes the suntanning lotion from Roberto, thanking him, then turning to Sep and asking, "You mind?"
Sep looks at Roberto, then back to Adam, saying, "I don't mind, but I think you need to dry off first."
"I suppose I've worked up quite a sweat," Adam says.
Sep touches Adam's back by accident.
"Owch."
"Yeah, it's red already. I think we're too late for the lotion. You should maybe put your shirt on," Sep says.
"You sure look red, Adam," Anthony says, happening by.
"His back is burned," Sep tells him.
"Why don't you go inside for now?" Anthony suggests.
"But I wanted to help you guys out," Adam protests.
"We can handle it," Sep says, "not that I'm not grateful for all you've done."
"It's the least I can do, for all Anthony is doing for me!"
Adam grins.
Sep notices, as if looking at a piano keyboard, minus the black notes!
He goes to say something, but Adam can see there's no talking Anthony out of going inside for now.
Roberto suggests, "You can take a shower in the cabana, then hang out by the pool."
"Doesn't seem right."
"Sep?"
"Yeah, Anthony?"
"You've been out here since early this morning. Why don't you knock it off for today?"
"Nah. I don't want to leave you and Nicholas out here without me. It's my job and..."
"And you're showing signs of fatigue. You shouldn't be operating the chainsaw when you're tired."
"I can still chop wood."
"You can go take a shower and hit the pool!" Anthony orders.
"Okay, boss. As long as you put it that way!"
Adam has already found his way to the cabana. After unbuckling his pants, he sits on a chair to take his pants off.
"Oh! Excuse me!"
Looking up, Adam sees Sep, shirt slung over his shoulder, blotting out part of the eighteen year old's lightly haired chest.
"Not a problem. You taking a shower?" Adam asks.
"After you. I can go out back and shower."
"If there's an outside shower, I can use it."
"No. I meant I can go to my place. The place I live."
"Where's that?"
"In the gardner's cottage. It's not far from where we were taking care of the downed tree."
"Really? I'll only be a second."
"Okay. I'll wait outside the cabana."
Sep leaves. Adam finishes readying himself, stripping off his pants, briefs, sitting for each sock. As he's sitting, Sep comes in again.
"Oh sorry. I just wanted to get a towel. I'll wait outside."
"Sep?"
"Yeah, Adam?" Sep says, just about to leave.
"You can get your towel." Then as a secondary thought, Adam asks, "Toss me one too?"
Sep doesn't mean to stare, but as Adam gets up to reach for the towel in Sep's hand, Sep's eyes just drift to between the legs, his briefs just below his knees. As quick as they take in the view, he's looking straight into Adam's eyes.
"Here ya go." Then breaking off the trance, Sep jokes, "Don't trip over your undies."
"Yeah. Well, thanks for your concern."
"Anytime," Sep says, making his exit.
Adam turns, heading straightaway, going into the shower, saying, "I'll let you know when I'm done." Smiling, Adam knows he's flashing his backside, just feeling Sep's eyes scanning his ass, lightly coated with a blond dusting of hair, not knowing if Sep has departed.
As Sep stands outside the cabana, he's trying to `think down' his erection. He went back to get the towel to change into, be all ready. His pants are doing it's best to contain his 9.5c, but the last glimpse of Adam's lightly, blonde-coated ass doesn't help!
"Done!" Comes the call from inside the cabana.
Sep thinks fast, still in his jeans, but holds the bunched up towel in his hand, directly in front of himself. Eight minutes later, he couldn't fight to get his erection down. As soon as he enters the cabana, he blushes, not only his face turning red, but his neck and further. `Hopefully, Adam will think it's sunburn!'
"Great shower. I can't wait to get in the pool."
"Yeah... it's... nice," Sep sort of studders.
"Okay. Well, I found somebody's speedo in the drawer over there, so I hope they don't mind me using it. Size 32... just my size!"
"Um, no. I'm sure they don't mind," Sep says, eyeing up `his' speedo covering Adam's loins, two inches below the navel.
Adam scoots out of the cabana. Sep instantly strips down, wanting to get his erection under the cool shower head. All stripped and ready to go, he turns on the water, set at warm. It didn't do the trick, so he has to suffer the cold. All along, he's condoning himself, thinking what's the big deal, it's only a man!' But he can't get this man' off his mind thinking of Adam's chiseled pecs, the small wisps of blonde hair circling each nip, smooth abs, the deeper colored, tight trail from his navel to his pubes and areas below the belt... Fortunately, the cold water does the trick. In no time, his cock softens, deflates, gets soft. Sep quickly washes the water over his head, then gets out. He stands in the cabana, debating. Around here, as with the other house-dwellers, they are used to swimming in the buff. Adam's wearing a suit and he doesn't want to make him feel like he's cramping his style. However, the situation presents another dilemma. There's no more swimming suits in the cabana! Sep decides to just be himself, at least donning a towel around his waist.
"The water feels great! C'mon in!" Adam calls out.
Sep walks to water's edge. He suddenly gets a good idea, but too late. He could have put back on his boxer shorts. They could have doubled as a swimsuit. Taking a deep breath, the eighteen year old goes along with his original plan. Whipping the towel off, he does a cannonball into the pool. Straightening out his bod, he swims over by Adam.
"I suppose swimming apparell is getting to be old-fashioned these days?" Adam says.
Frankly, Sep says, "It's whatever you feel comfortable with. I'm used to coming from the cottage to the pool and jumping right in!"
Adam ends his comment, with a questioned look on his face, asking, "In the buff?Outside?"
"The pathway is heavily wooded. Besides there's nobody around to look! Ahhh... this sure feels good after slaving all day out in the sun," Sep says, floating on his back, showing no shame in his cock lying nicely out on his dark-haired pubes.
"Sure does," Adam replies. "I guess I better get with the style!"
Still smiling, Sep watches as Adam works the swim suit down to his knees, then off, underwater. Lifting the wet suit above the waterline, he tosses it onto a chair. It slacks off, onto the cement walkway.
"Leave it," Sep says, as Adam makes like he's going for it.
Meaning it as a joke, Adam tells Sep, "It's clearer underwater!"
"What?" Sep made like he didn't know what Adam was talking about.
"My knees?"
"Oh really?" Sep says. "I really wanted to see how big your feet are!"
Adam laughs.
"Race you to the other side!" Sep tells him, not waiting for him.
"Hey! No fair! You took a head start!"
Was that the case or did Adam hang back on purpose, as Sep swims near the top of the surface, seeing those two mounds propell through the water. He then dives into Sep's wake, to `make it look good'!
"Whew! Took a lot for me to keep up with you. You must swim a lot," Adam tells Sep, breaking the surface, just behind him.
"Really? I thought you took the underwater route to look at my knees!"
"Actually," Adam says, staring into Adam's eyes, he takes a wild gamble, saying, "I was really looking at your ass."
It was the comment that broke off the pretending.
"Like your ass, you flaunted, when you hopped into the shower, in the cabana?" Sep tells him.
"Alright," the excop says, "I admit it."
"And as you grabbed the towel?"
"Hey, you were already hard by then," Adam confesses noticing.
"Oh really, Adam?"
"We're two gay men. What do you expect?"
"Hmm.. What do I expect? Dinner?"
"Wait a minute. You're eighteen years old!"
"So? How old are you?"
"Twenty-seven."
"I'm almost nineteen, so you're really only eight years older. Big deal."
"I'm on a budget so it's not going to be fancy."
"What is?"
"The dinner, dummy!" Adam jokes.
"Oh. I knew that!"
"So where's a cheap joint where we can get a burger?"
"Gee Adam, you really are cheap!"
"Well, when I said `burger' I meant that's it, too!"
"I'll pay for the dinner and we're going to Linguini's."
"Oh no. That's not the way it goes."
"Why? If I invite you to take me out to dinner, I have the right to change my mind."
"I think I got what you said."
"In other words, let's get outta the pool, dried off and dressed!"
"Um, what should I wear? Sounds like a fancy joint."
"It won't be formal dinner hour yet, so we can get away with dark jeans and a nice shirt."
"The nice shirt is no problem, but those are the only jeans I have, the ones I gathered wood in."
"What size waist are you?"
"32? Remember the speedo I stole?"
"'My' speedo?"
"Yours? I thought you went in the buff?"
"Unless somebody else is around, like you?"
"Didn't seem like you had any problem flashing yourself to `this' stranger!"
"C'mon. I can lend you a pair of pants."
"No, it's not that I don't have other jeans."
"Okay. Well then we don't have to wear jeans."
"I have a nice shirt and tie," Adam suggests.
"For a burger?"
"I thought we were going to a fancy place?"
Sep laughs, saying, "Okay. You got it. C'mon."
The two went through the back yard, retreiving their pants from the cabana, to Sep's cottage. Anthony and Nicholas were no where to be seen.
"I guess they knocked it off for the day."
"But they had to go through the pool area, no?" Adam questions.
"Nah. There's an entrance around the side. My guess is they used the showers in the gym."
"The gym?"
"Yeah, I know. I could have used the shower in the gym and have been done, by the time you took to shower off."
"But then again.." Adam starts saying.
"What?"
"If Anthony and Nicholas were there, they would have seen your `tent'?"
"Will you stop it with that," Sep busted him, giving Adam a fake punch in the bicep.
"Not until you admit you got hard from looking at me nude in the cabana."
"Actually," Sep says, with a smile, "I had the erection long before this."
"Wha-a-a-at?" Adam gulps.
"Yeah. I thought it might be the vibration of the chainsaw, but right after you stripped off your shirt, I started to get all tingly `down there'."
"Nooooo..."
"Yeah. Funny, huh?"
"I don't think it's funny."
"Funny I mean, not funny, like it's funny or anything."
"Strange?" Adam suggests. Entering the cottage, Adam says, "Nice place."
"You're kidding. It's a mess. I haven't vac'ed for two weeks. There's dust bunnies hatching all over the place! Don't look in the bedroom."
"How am I going to pick out some pants?"
"OKay. Look in the bedroom, but with your eyes squinted."
"Like this?" Adam squints his eyes.
"Can you see?"
"Sort of."
"Then squint more. Here, I'll take your arm," Sep says, taking hold of Adam's golden-haired forearm.
"Oh then I can close my eyes all the way."
He does it just as they get near the bed, tripping over the corner of it, falling into it.
"Whoooooooa!"
Sep falls over the side of the twin-sized bed, rolling over on his back. Adam then looks over the side.
"You okay?"
"What did you do?"
"I closed my eyes, then tripped on something."
"I think it was my feet!"
Adam then sits up, looking over the opposite edge of the bed, then scans the floor at the bottom. He picks up a pair of briefs. He tosses it over the edge. It lands on Sep's face.
"Ewie!"
"How long have those been there?" Adam asks, giggling.
"Not long. About a day, maybe."
"Any man-scent left in them?"
"Ewe, you're gross."
Instead of getting up, Adam lays down in the bed, putting his hands behind his head. Sep sits up, on the floor.
"Adam, what are you doing?"
"What does it look like I'm doing?"
"Resting?"
"Whew! When's the last time you changed your sheets?"
"Ten days ago. I'm due."
By now Sep has gotten up and is looking, point blank, at Adam's half-nude bod, from head to navel, sprawled out on the bed.
"Adam, what are you doing?" Sep asks, as he lays in the same exact position.
"Waiting for you to jump on me and kiss me all over?"
Sep walks out of the room.
"Oops," Adam says, sitting up, echoed by a, "sorry!"
Then, from the other room, Sep appears. Only thing is, he's not wearing any clothes.
"What are you doing Sep?"
"Calling your bluff... only..."
As Adam sits there, Sep steps up on the bed. Suddenly Adam holds tongue-in-cheek, eyes wide as saucers as he takes on a full view of the eighteen year old's 9.5c, right in front of his face!
"But..."
Using his knee on Adam's shoulder, he gives him a nudge. Adam falls, flat on his sore back. Giving out the instructions now, Sep sinks down, resting his ass right on Adam's chest.
"Kiss it!"
"What tha?"
"Go ahead. I know you want it."
"But I-I-I..."
"Now!"
Totally erect, the eighteen year old holds his tool in his hand, right up to Adam's lips, calling out the orders, as if a ship's captain.
"You want me to kiss it?"
"Before your tongue takes care of it!"
Sep was really pushing it here, but Adam wasn't flinching a muscle to escape. As with outside in the sun, inside in the darkened room, Adam was sweating bullets!
Smiling, he says, "I've never kissed a man's cock before."
Sep replies, "I doubt it will be your last!"
"Hmm... you're so sure about that?"
"Or why else would you have gone and baited your hook, parading yourself around in the cabana, if you weren't trying to catch the fish?"
"I never...."
What shut Adam up this time, is Sep daringly tapping the head of his 9.5c shaft on Adam's lips. Right off the bat, Adam kisses it.
"Just as I thought. Now finish it."
"Finish it?"
"Open up," Sep boldly says.
Slowly the excop opens his mouth. Sep slowly edges himself forward.
"Yeah, I thought so," Sep plainly says.
It hadn't at all been Adam's intentions of capturing Sep's cock, nor was he flashing his bod for Sep's attention. However, since things had progressed so far, Adam wasn't spilling the truth, nor turning down the hot appetizer before their meal out!
For the next forty minutes, Adam busies himself, making Sep feel awesome. But it's not like he's not getting something out of it, for himself. By his actions, speaking louder than words, Adam can tell Sep's feelings, but Adam is throwing out some of his own signs. Reaching behind himself, Sep feels Adam's jeans.
"Looks like these are fighting to come off!"
With a whimper, Sep's full erection is withdrawn from Adam's mouth, with him commenting, "Mmmm.... you taste so good." His blond eyebrows wiggle.
All along, it's been Sep holding the reins, so he continues his actions by unbuckling Adam's belt, unfastening the little buttons, separating the denims. Right away Adam's suppressed energy pops up.
"What.. have.. we.. here?" Sep asks away, while putting his fingers in the collar of Adam's briefs.
"What did you expect?" Adam, on the sly, asks, returning his hands to behind his head, showing off his shiny, blond pit hair.
"Nothing less than... hmm..."
"What?"
"Nice size balls, to match!"
Trying to read Sep's mind, Adam says, "Go ahead. Make love to them!"
Smiling, Sep, a predominant top, decides to bend out of his own routine. Like he's doing now, rolling Adam's balls around in his hand, he can see, with Adam in his relaxed position, is looking for some compensation.
Acting up the part, Sep says, "Mmm... they look mighty tempting!"
"Go for it!"
Hand receding from Adam's orbs, Sep slips off the sneakers, followed by depantsing Adam, both briefs and outer garment. Coming back to his original target, he's not letting Adam off the hook. He mounts Adam, straddling him, his ass facing Adam's head.
"Hmm," Adam ponders as Seps balls hang down, almost over his mouth.
All the blond has to do is open wide. As he does, one hand directs both orbs into is mouth. A problem arises. He can only fit one of the eighteen year old's balls into his mouth at once. No problem. He can take twice as long making Sep feel awesome!
Like Adam, Sep finds nearly the same dilemma. However, he makes it a quick rendering, licking each of Adam's tasty morsels, then kisses the tip of Adam's cock.
"Ooooooh yeah!" Adam signifies his expectations.
With a little deviation, straightening out his legs, falling into the contour of their bods and bed, Sep brings Adam over onto his side, a hint to join in on the `69'.
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Copyright 2007 T. Chase McPhee This story may not be sold, nor made part of any collection without prior written permission, by the author.