A Year in the Life
Secrets Part 1
By Bix Meister
This is a story featuring gay men, and gay sex, intended for Adults, not Minors. It is fiction, and as such is not based on any actual people or events. It is a fantasy intended purely as a catalyst for pleasure. No attempts have been made to portray safe sex, but the author encourages you to practice it.
If this is your first trip to my series, I suggest you start at the beginning, Snowplow. You will get to know the characters more.
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Secrets Part 1
Feed & Seed
Damn Pete and his tendency to be an early riser. Almost six months of living with the man gave me that trait. Some days I just feel the need to sleep in, but on that late April Saturday, sleep was denied. I rolled over, hoping to stake claim to my man, but he was not there. I could easily have just rolled over and doze off, but I knew what was expected of me. Pete was probably out collecting the last of the useable sap or jump starting his workout, and I needed to be there with him.
I got up, put on some sweats and made my way downstairs. There was a post-it note on the door.
"Babe
Head back to bed and get some rest, you deserve it after last night. I already warned the guys that we wouldn't be working out today
1-4-3, Pete"
It was too late. I was already dressed for a quiet Saturday at home, so I figured I'd start a pot of coffee and prep for a breakfast for the two of us. There by the coffee pot, I saw the second note.
"I knew you'd probably stay awake. It's ready to go, just hit the button
1-4-3, Pete"
I started the coffee maker and then thought of breakfast. The note on the fridge stopped me.
"Back about nine, don't even think of eating without me :)"
Yep, someone had shown Pete how to make a smiley face online, and they were now even on our fridge. I poured myself a mug of coffee, filled the thermos, and decided to go drink it on our upper deck. I had some me-time, so I grabbed a notepad and pen. It was time to plan my birthday with Pete, and then our wedding.
In a week and a day, I would be a year older, and I wanted to spend the day with Pete and Pete alone. The guys had already gotten the memo and had planned to vacate my old farmhouse for the weekend. The remodel was back on schedule and should be done a few days early, allowing me to prep for a last dinner there with my soon-to-be husband.
It was quiet out on the deck, the day was a bit chilly. I left the sliding doors open, letting the spring breeze air out the house. Soon the morning sun hit me, warming my bones. A buck walked the perimeter of the backyard. I watched him stealthily as he grazed on some lower limbs. We had been having a warmer than normal spring, so if we were lucky, Pete and I could enjoy my birthday on the new back patio in our birthday suits. The thought of the two of us spending an afternoon outside naked, got to me, I reached into my sweat jacket and raked my hand through the hair on my chest.
Remembering the hot session the night before in the sling, made my sweatpants tent. I was getting warm, despite the cool air, so I unzipped my jacket. My hard dick was tenting my sweats so I pulled them down. This kind of solitude was the reason I bought my farmhouse on the edge of the city. Being able to enjoy the slowly warming day however I wanted to be dressed, was something I had hoped for.
I made the best of my time. I was jotting down notes when the inspiration hit, tugging on my dick when I felt the need. Three hours flew as I reflected on where I had been, and what I wanted to accomplish. The strong coffee hit me and though the master bath was only a few steps away, so was the edge of the deck. I walked to the south end of the deck and unleashed my piss into the White Pine tree that flanked it.
"You've found my favorite watering spot." Pete's voice startled me. I turned. "Damn babe, I can't wait 'til we can share this spot without a stitch of clothes on. Oh sorry 'bout this morning, I forgot to tell you that our son needed my help with something."
"I think we need another chair. Your days of being a bachelor are numbered." I stuffed my dick into my sweats and went to hug my lover. Our embrace became passionate as he reached for my ass.
"Maybe that'll be your birthday present." He did it, he broached the subject of my birthday. I didn't want him to see my notebook, so I pulled Pete down with me as I sat on the chair. I landed, covering the notebook, he landed squarely on my lap.
"No need to buy me anything, we have to concentrate on the wedding. Besides all I want is you and you alone for one last dinner at the farmhouse. It'll be clothing optional if weather permits." I was more than willing to fill in Pete on that detail of my birthday, but kept the others, secret.
Jason left the Captain's office with an extra jump to his step. His longer hours earlier in the week meant that his Saturday shift would be cut short. The Captain had also apprised him of some positive communication he had gotten from local businesses regarding his daily shifts walking the beat. Maybe this was just the job he needed to get past his recent fuck ups.
There was another reason for his upbeat demeanor. His secret admirer had suggested he wear a cock ring with his non regulation jock strap. He had gotten many a satisfied glance from passersby in the Spirit Valley mall area earlier and was certain that even the Captain approved.
Jason had just enough time for a quick breakfast at the nearby McDonalds, and then would have the afternoon to himself. Ashley was expected at her best friend's home that afternoon for a baby shower, so he was free to do whatever he wanted. His mother-in-law was in town, for the shower. Ashley was going to dinner with her afterwards. His father-in-law was on an extended business trip. He had time to himself.
Jason noticed a lifted four-wheel-drive pick-up enter the lot as he walked through the doors. McDonald's was busy with many people out enjoying the spring weather. He ordered, saw the three guys from the previous day, but walked past them to his own booth.
"Is that seat taken?" Jason shook his head no before looking up. The deep voice sounded familiar. A quick glance up confirmed it.
"Bub? Did I remember it right? The warm smile, and the sparkle in Bub's eyes clue Jason in to his correct answer.
Bub unwrapped his McMuffin as he looked at Jason. "Beautiful day isn't it? Got my chores done early today so I think I am going to treat myself to some steam." Bub's voice was low, almost a whisper. He looked Jason in the eyes. "I didn't realize I hooked up with a cop." This time it was a true whisper, hushed to the point where Jason almost didn't hear it. "Damn Jase" he croaked. "You had me wondering if I would see you again."
Jason flinched at the last bit. He hadn't remembered sharing his name. Only a few people called him Jase. He took a swig of his coffee to mask his concern. When he got enough nerve he finally spoke. "Not sure if I can see you again like that Bub... My wife's due in a few months and... well... you know..."
Bub looked towards the window. He was pretty sure this dream guy would not be the man he would get in his reality, but he made one last stab. "I've got some things to pick up at the Feed & Seed store" he whispered. Then I am making a trip downtown. I'd sure like some company. Just so you know the offer is on the table."
"I'm not sure I can take you up on that offer, but thanks anyways." Jason's blush clued Bub in. He still had a chance.
The rotating restaurant on the top floor of the Radisson was the perfect spot for brunch, but Martin feared it was a bit too public for his news. Nervously he arrived early and grabbed a table. His family was already aware that the conversation was going to be "adult" so their kids were sent to the mall. This did not make the news any easier to deliver. A cup of strong coffee and a Bloody Mary came to his rescue before his son and daughter arrived, their spouses in tow.
Martin's table was overlooking the long stretch of Park Point when his kids arrived. He stood for hugs, hugs that were needed. His son Martin Jr. felt his dad shake. He tried to put him at ease. "As always you picked the perfect spot and weather Dad, how do you do it?"
The resultant small talk put Martin at ease. As the restaurant slowly rotated he and his family ordered. The panorama of the Twin Ports that greeted them helped spur memories that were shared. Despite his misgivings about the love he lost years ago, he had done a good job of raising kids. He would just have to trust that they would love him, no matter how they felt about the news he was about to share.
He didn't know how to start, but an overly attentive waiter gave him the opening. His daughter Jan noticed. "Dad, if I am not mistaken, our waiter is flirting with you. Not that I blame him, you do look good for your age."
"Well he's not my type" Martin said. The gentle laughter around the table made him smile. "To be honest kids, that is my big news..." Martin got quiet, looked out on the harbor, then to his kids. "I don't know how else to say this, but your dad is a gay man."
"Cool" Martin Jr. said. "Can you pass the butter?"
"Wait just one second, I've been struggling with this for decades, and all you can say is can you pass the butter?"
"Dad, we've kinda wondered about it for a while. I mean we've seen the women who have thrown themselves at you since Mom died. You have your pick of any number of women and yet you remain alone. Junior and I have discussed this, we want you to be happy no matter what. We've even been dropping hints, letting you know we'd be there for you. We are both glad you finally caught one of the hints."
"So dad is there anyone special we have to meet? I mean, why are you telling us this all of a sudden? Have you met the guy of your dreams?"
Martin took the time to fill his kids in on Walt, the man of his dreams. The rotating restaurant usually takes one hour to make it's 360-degree tour. By the end of brunch, they had seen the Twin Ports twice. He introduced them not only to Walt, but to his new friends. He of course didn't go into details, but they were open to seeing their dad as a gay man.
"So if the waiter isn't your type, are Pete and Kyle closer? Just who are they?"
"They are special men. I met them because I was trying to be one of the guys and join in on their homophobic jokes. Kyle overheard us and stood up to us. That impressed me enough that I had to introduce myself later. Hell, the two of them are getting married, doing something I could only dream about. Of course, if I had ended up with Walt, I never would have married your mom and we never would have had the two of you. No regrets there."
"We're glad you and Mom got married, and who knows, maybe you'll find a guy for yourself. Things are changing Dad. I mean maybe by the time Martin the 3rd is of marrying age, he will find his own guy and you two can have a double wedding."
"Wait, my grandson is gay? How did I not know this? Why didn't you tell me?"
"We had to wait 'til you were both ready."
Jason clocked out at the precinct, and then got into his truck. He had a change of clothes in the duffle bag that was on the passenger seat. He could go home and see Ashley, but he wasn't expected there until later on that afternoon. He knew where he was headed, but he couldn't go there dressed in his cop uniform. He knew of a one place he could drive to, and change clothes, under the shield of dense pine trees.
He pulled into the remote spot along Skyline Parkway and sat there. His father used to take him there when he was a kid. They would hike through the woods and talk. His father had it all planned. Jason would be a cop, just like him. Well, not just like him, Jason would be a better cop. He would certainly be promoted farther up in the ranks. They spent days off getting to know the city, a city for which, Jason would one day be Chief of Police. That was the plan.
Jason remembered how close he used to be to his father, but that was a distant memory. Somewhere around the time that his parents divorced, things started to unravel. Jason never found out the specifics, but his father got involved with a corrupt businessman. Things were hushed up as his father skipped town, leaving his mother to fend for herself.
Sitting in his truck Jason remembered a spot a few hundred yards away that he and his father claimed as their own. The rock of the Canadian Shield had created a natural shelter in the woods. He grabbed his duffle bag and went to the space that he and his dad referred to as their rock fort. There were signs that maybe some hikers had visited it recently. Jason's police experience came into play, along with the scouting techniques he learned from his dad, as he looked at the old rock fort. Someone, maybe a homeless man, had been there recently seeking shelter. The simple rock fire pit with fresh ashes, was proof that it was recently used.
He scouted the forest for clues of life. He finally felt safe that the person was not around, so he undressed, and changed into his street clothes.
Sharing a late breakfast with Pete on our upper deck felt decadent. French toast with bacon and a generous drizzle of our own maple syrup, hit the spot. Pete had pulled the easy chair out on the deck, so we both were able to feel the warmth of the sun while we ate. On his suggestion I grabbed a notepad so we could make plans for our wedding. Little did he know I grabbed the notepad I had just hid while he was making breakfast.
"I wonder how Marty is doing with his kids" Pete mused. "I hope it goes well for his sake."
"He'll be fine. We'll find out soon enough anyway. He promised to email me when he gets home."
Bub picked up his order at the Feed & Seed store. He did his best to fend off the small talk from the young clerk who had helped him every other Saturday. It was always the same. "C'mon Bub, tell me the truth, you have an old lady shacked up with you. You can't lie to me. I tell ya, mine was begging for some of this last night." The clerk grabbed the generous lump in his work pants, and flashed it towards Bub.
He did the same thing every fucking time. Bub would leave the Feed & Seed store with that image in his head. The young man was easy on the eyes, but in not the same league as Jase. There was something else about Jase that got to Bub, the hunger in his eyes. He saw that hunger when he made love to him a few weeks back at the sauna, and again this morning at McDonalds.
Pulling into the lot of the downtown sauna at noon, Bub was certain he'd be joined today. This young man, Jase had a hunger so strong he would need to feed it today. Bub grabbed his shaving kit off the passenger seat and was at the door the minute it opened.
"The usual Bub? Two large towels and a washcloth for locker #7?"
"Here's a twenty. You can keep the change if you save locker #8 for a certain young man who will be here later. He's about my height, quite a looker. You'll know him when he enters."
Bub's large frame shook the steps as he walked downstairs. Purely out of habit he walked through the corridors checking out the rooms for occupants. He finally stopped in front of his favorite locker, locker #7. Today he was going to take his time. He slowly undressed as other men joined him. Most were regulars, and not Bub's type. However, he really didn't pay attention because he was sure Jase was going to show. He grabbed both of the large towels, and a wash cloth, then started up a shower. Jase had complimented on how he smelled clean the last time they were together and he was not going to let there be any remnants of the dairy farm, or Feed & Seed store on him when they eventually would be together.
Bud threw a towel over the exposed pipes and left one on the bench while he showered. The washcloth and soap helped suds up his nearly hairless skin. He still had the muscled bulk he had when he was a football star in High School. It was tough keeping the schedule of the family dairy farm and football practice in check, but the combined workout of hay baling season, and football had given him the natural bulk that still worked for him decades later.
When Bud felt he had passed his own inspection, he rinsed off then entered the sauna while still dripping. He placed a towel on the top tier, sat down, and then closed his eyes. His dick reached its notable thickness quickly, without becoming a true hard-on. The trap was set, all that was needed was Jase.
He felt the wide wooden planks of the bench move, heard them creak as a man sat near him. Without opening his eyes, he heard the man say "Beautiful day isn't it? Almost a shame to be inside?"
"Well you'll just have to make it worth your while to be inside. By the way, what locker did you get?"
"That's the strange part, the man gave me #8, said it was on the house."
A smile filled Bub's face as he slowly opened his eyes. He looked over. "You've made me a happy man Jase; hope I can return the favor."
"I've got the whole afternoon free Bub. I'm yours however you want me."
"Let's start in the shower. I spent the morning at the Feed & Seed. Sounds like a good way to spend the afternoon. First I need a taste of you in the shower."
The half a dozen men in the sauna looked on as the two made their way down the sauna steps. Despite their audience, Bub pulled Jase into a kiss before leaving the sauna. "I've been needing you since the last time. You're all I can think about young man."
Bub led Jason into the shower room where he started a shower before kissing him again. "Damn son you taste even better than I recalled." Men walked by as the two continued to kiss. Bub grabbed Jason's ass with his large right hand. "Promise me this is just for me, today at least."
"Fuck yeah, take him to the orgy room" one of the men said. "That way you can fuck him while we watch, then we can all jack off on him."
"Sorry men, today is all about me and my lover." He looked at Jason. "You are my lover aren't you? At least for the rest of the day."
Jason nodded wordlessly. He knew he was going home to his pregnant wife, someone he loved. But he had never felt the love and need he was feeling right then. A love and need that he was showing to another man, publicly.
Bub led Jason to one of the large rooms situated behind the TV room. Three men were jerking off to porn videos as the two walked by. Neither Bub or Jason noticed the three sets of eyes that envied the two men who closed their door. Bub laid Jason down on the bed, kissed him tenderly. "Wait here sexy, there's something I need in my locker."
Returning quickly with a small shaving kit which he put on the small night stand, Bub placed a chair against the door knob, a make shift lock to keep prying eyes and bodies out. He wanted no one else to infringe on their love making. Yep, in Bub's mind it was beyond sex, it was now love making.
When Bub turned away from the door, he saw Jason laying there on the bed. Again he saw the need and love in Jason's eyes. "Glad you left the light on. Damn Jase, I need you." He laid down next to the younger man. "Tell me what you see in this old man?"
Both men subconsciously grabbed each other by the dicks. They felt the warmth and pulse as they throbbed in each other's hands. Jason started to kiss Bub, the older man responded by pulling Jason in closer. Jason broke the kiss. "Bub, I do love you, but I hope you know I can never be with you, not with a baby on the way."
"Jase, I'll take what I can get. Damn, look at me, I'm a sworn top and I need to suck you." Bub shifted around so he and Jason were able to sixty-nine. "Looking so damned pretty, how come I don't remember this about you? Where did you get the cock ring?" Bub slurped Jason's eight inches in, Jason returned the favor to Bub's thick nine inches.
The two men started to suck each other with abandon. Bub raked his fingers through the fur on the younger man. He took the young man's dick out of his mouth. "Such a beautiful man Jase, I can't resist you." He swooped down on Jason's dick and let his throat muscles massage the head.
Jason came up for air while holding the thick throbber of his older lover. "Bub, I only have one question, I don't remember sharing my name. How do you know it? I mean only close friends call me Jase."
"The guy you were with called you that. Jase. Damn son, I remember everything about you. I keep playing it over again and again in my head in case I'd never see you again. I'm damn happy I saw you earlier today. Imagine my surprise that my handsome lover is also a cop. Fuck boy, it's like a scene from one of those jerk off magazines I buy down at Carlson's."
Jason smiled. In the light of the room Bub saw it. He felt the sudden urge to breed and seed the young man, but he promised to feed him first. He maneuvered his big frame so the two of them were face to face. "Jase, I hope I am a good enough friend to be able to call you that." He then kissed Jason deeply. Looking in Jason's eyes he whispered "We are going to feed each other. Then we will turn off the lights and enjoy each other's closeness. Before I go I will seed your ass. Got that?"
Jason scooched down on the bed. He held eight inches of his dick towards the man with the loving eyes. "Have at it buddy."
The rutting sounds of two men were heard in the nearby TV room. There were now five men in there, and their attention went from the weak porn on the screen, to the lively moaning and slurping in the next room. Suddenly they heard the younger voice scream out "I'm cumming BUDDY, TAKE IT."
The five men stood in a circle near the door as they heard the slamming of balls against chin. The rapid fire "fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck" of the younger man told them he had lost his load down the throat of their old friend Bub. The groaning and gurgling from Bub's throat also let them know that the young man had fed Bub a large load of his seed.
A deep, "You're next Jase" was heard. From the sounds of the vacuuming throat muscles in the next room, everyone knew Bub was being swallowed by a talented cocksucker. All of the men had been turned down one time or another by Bub, they were all aware they weren't his type. Yet each one held a candle that they would someday measure up. When Bub erupted with a throaty growl in Jason's throat, each man in the circle started to shoot, one after another, coating their friends with their own seed.
It was a sunny sixty degrees as Pete and I hiked the trail down to the old farmhouse. It was time to close up the maple syrup shack. Earlier Pete informed me the last syrup batch turned bitter, an indication the season was over for good. We thought of visiting with the guys, but only Charlie's truck was there. A quick check of the house proved that everyone was gone, we had the place to ourselves.
In the kitchen there was just some finishing touches remaining. The delivery of the appliances was scheduled for Thursday; Rolf was delivering them himself. Walking through the house with no one else there, reminded me of my dream from months earlier. I pulled Pete in, glad that he was there instead of me doing this tour alone. I thought of checking out the upstairs, the guys had told me they had done some extra work, but I no longer felt comfortable checking out their private spaces, without them there. This wasn't my house anymore, that became evident.
The hot tub however, was fair game. Pete and I walked out the side exit to the wrap around porch. In preparation for warmer days ahead. Charlie had already converted it to a sleeping porch. There was a bed there, ready for hot summer nights when an evening breeze would help make sleeping comfortable.
We walked around back and took the cover off the tub. It was warm, obviously it had been used earlier. "Wanna?" I nodded to the hot tub.
"What if they come back?" Pete asked.
"And see the homeowner in his hot tub with his lover? Nothing wrong with that is there?"
"You've got a point" Pete said as he undid his belt. "C'mere" he said as he pulled the belt free, and then wrapped it around my waist pulling me in close. We were a few days short of my birthday, but this is exactly how I envisioned the day would go. It was almost as if he was reading my mind, knowing my secret thoughts.
Martin powered up his computer and went online. The chime of the instant message was almost immediate.
FargoneBear: So.... How did it go??? Did ya tell them???
WrestlinDad: I guess I did raise my kids right, they already guessed the news, only want me to be happy.
FargoneBear: Just as I expected, Congrats my friend. Time for you to live your life.
WrestlinDad: Yeah, the only thing that would make today any more perfect would be to meet you and your lover. I can't believe I am saying this, but can you meet me for dinner? Say Tuesday?
FargoneBear: No Can Do. We have a weekly thing every Tuesday, though I'd love for you to meet the guys. Maybe Monday will work. I'll talk it over with my man. Speaking of which, he has that look in his eyes, it means one of two things, sex or shopping.
FargoneBear: I guess it is shopping this time TTYL my friend. Let's figure out this thing for Monday night. Maybe a place down in Canal Park? Can't wait to meet you and find out the details of the talk with your kids.
FargoneBear: Bye:)
Martin was too slow at the keyboard to respond before he saw his friend leave. He wanted to celebrate somehow. His kids had already picked up the grandkids and were probably at the hotel enjoying the pool. The sunny weather meant it was the perfect day to take his '63 Thunderbird out for a drive. A top-down drive of Skyline Parkway was just what the doctor ordered. Maybe he'd start down near the Thompson Hill rest stop and drive up towards Hawks Ridge and Seven Bridges Road.
He went up to his room, opened the top of the small chest he had kept for years. His wife never knew the significance of the contents of the small box. "I don't know why you are so sentimental about an old army belt and medal" She'd often say. He undid his belt, and put Walt's on, then put the medal in the breast pocket of his jacket.
Jason shivered as Bub held him. The soft breaths on his neck, contrasted nicely with the strong pulse of the dick that wedged between his cheeks. In moments like this Jason could easily see himself chucking everything aside and heading off with his new lover. However, he didn't want to be like his dad and run off, avoiding his responsibilities.
The breathing slowed as Bub held him tightly. It was soon replaced by the light rumble of a snore. Even this aspect of his lover made Jason's decision difficult. He had fucked up too many things in his young life, he had to somehow make this decision the right one, for him, and his family.
I laid back in Pete's arms. There was enough space between us for swirling waters of the hot tub to reach the fur on his chest. I felt the fur caress my back as he held and kissed me. "Maybe we need one of these for our own Babe. I'd love to spend every moment I can with you like this. Your birthday is coming up after all..."
"Again with the birthday talk. Jeeze Pete, you know I don't need a thing, other than you."
"Well I need this." The hard dick that entered my ass slowly, clued me in on what he needed. I was more than ready to give it to him for the rest of our lives.
The meandering route of Skyline Parkway offered many vistas to Martin as he slowly navigated it. Even with its neglected roadbed, the Parkway was majestic in its own way. He was about to the Antenna Farm when he decided to pull into one of the many vantage points along the way. The Antenna Farm is the name the locals give to the outcropping of communication and broadcasting towers situated at the top of the hill. During the night the blinking towers provide a sight that rides a line between tacky and elegant.
Martin found the perfect spot to pull over and drink the coffee he had in his thermos. There was a decades old Ford pick-up parked there, maybe someone was off hiking a trail. He sat there in his T-Bird, pulled the medal from his breast pocket, placed it on the dashboard, and watched as cars drove by.
He felt silly, almost sentimental sitting there, but in his heart he knew he was just sharing a drive with the only person he ever truly loved, Walt.
The mug of coffee was soon gone. He placed the medal back into his pocket. He felt nature's call, so he opened the door and went behind a large pine tree.
"Oops sorry" Martin said to the man who walked towards his waiting truck.
"Don't worry bud, I know how it is. When you gotta go, you gotta go. It's easy for us men to be close to nature." He stopped near Martin and unzipped, hauled out his dick and started to piss. "That's the benefit of our plumbing bud, among others."
Martin shook his dick, then returned it to his pants. Was this guy almost twenty to thirty years his junior trying to come onto him. The guy was very much his type, certainly more so than the waiter from brunch. He was rugged, a strong man, the shadow of stubble accented his cheekbones.
He nodded to the guy whose stream was starting to turn to a trickle. "Enjoy your hike, gonna check out the rest of the parkway."
"Maybe I'll run into you sometime again" the man said. "I have a lot of free time until I get the job I'm aiming for. Spend most of my time hiking and thinking."
Although Martin was intrigued by the man, something just didn't sit right with him. He walked to the T-Bird and started it up. The throaty rumble of the engine was reassuring. He exited the spot just as the man got into his truck. In his rearview mirror he saw the man head the other direction, thankfully.
Bub awoke, his arms still around the young man he had grown to love. Even sleeping with him exceeded his dreams. In a public sauna he had found the man he had wanted to spend the rest of his life with. However, he was aware every minute with him might be his last. He had made a promise to feed and seed Jase, he was ready to make good on that promise.
"Wake up sleepyhead. Can't waste the rest of the day" Bub whispered in Jase's ear. The slowly waking young man felt good in his strong arms. The memory of every hay bale he had lifted creating those muscles, drifted away as he held Jason tightly. They had made him strong, but not strong enough to hold onto this man if he didn't want to be held. Bub was quietly learning that. He had always wanted someone he could control. But there was no way he could control Jase, and he was growing to like that.
He sensed Jase knew it too. The young man shifted around and was soon face to face, eye to eye with the Bub. "How long were we sleeping?" Jason asked.
"About an hour. My guess is it's about four or so." Bub leaned forward and kissed Jason. "God you taste so good young man. I'm gonna try to get as many tastes of you as long as I can."
"I got about an hour before I need to shower and head home to Ashley..." Bub heard the pain in Jason's voice as he said her name. He knew his young lover was struggling with this whole situation. He had lost someone years ago when that man had to choose his family over Bub.
"Well I still have to seed you, let's make it a memorable one." Bub rose from the small bed, turned on the light, and looked down on Jason. "Jason, that is your name isn't it?" Jason nodded. "Your friends may call you Jase, but your man will call you Jason. Damn boy" Bub shook his head, "I have never done this before, but you have me feeling the need." Bub reached down to his shaving kit, pulled out a bottle of lube. "Jason, slick that dick of yours up, I need you to take my cherry."
Bub watched as his young lover lubed his 8 inches up. He was feeling a new desire, something he never expected. "Ready?" Bub croaked, his voice trembling as he said it. Jason's nod said everything he needed to know. Bub straddled the chest of the young cop. He slowly fed his dick to the young man. "Now lube my ass Jason." As Jason felt for the bottle of lube, Bub fed him more of his nine inches. Jason expertly sucked him in, then slowly coated his fingers with the slick content of the small bottle. First one, then two, then three fingers entered the virgin ass of the dairy farmer. Bub responded by to each finger by giving Jason a squirt of precum.
Jason laid his head back. "It's now or never lover" he said as he saw Bub get off his knees. He saw Bub rise a bit, then slowly edge back. Jason's slick 8 inches were knocking on the milkman's ass.
"FFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCCCCCCCK!!!"
The walls of the TV room reverberated from the sound in the next room. Half a dozen men rushed towards the sound of a seasoned top, bottoming for the first time. "Fuck Boy, why did I wait so long to do this? You feel so damn great in this old man's ass."
The men in the TV room stood listening to the rutting going on in the small room. They didn't notice Gino and Brent enter the room, heading towards the other small back room. "What the hell's going on in there Kenny?" Gino asked.
"From the sounds of it good ole Bub is taking dick for the first time. I guess you can teach an old dog new tricks."
"Tell me about it, look at what Brent has taught me. And all I've ever given him is gray hair."
"As hot as what they are doing sounds, I've got more tricks to show you" Brent said, tugging Gino into the small room across the hall.
Jason thrust into the sexy farmer who was looking skyward. Bub was every man he ever lusted after at that moment. He clutched Bub's muscled gut and thought of the nonchalant way that Mike would lift his softball jersey to wipe sweat from his brow, revealing his belly. Jason grabbed that gut and thrust harder, causing his dick to pound Bub's prostate.
The thick legs that straddled him, reminded Jason of the strong, burly legs the Captain revealed during softball games. Captain was a bull, prime beef in Jason's mind, but Bub was even more so. Jason wanted to see those thick thighs flex, so he encouraged it. "That's it Bub, use those tree trunks. Lift that ass off, then plunge back down."
Bub took direction from Jason well. He started to rhythmically bounce his ass on Jason's dick. Jason started to time his thrusts to Bub's movements. He angled himself up a bit and held onto Bub's ass to ensure Bub wouldn't milk his dick too quickly. If Bub's leg muscles were impressive, his ass muscles took the cake. Jason felt them hold and clench him with each thrust. Bub's ass reminded him of a few of the players on his team, but mainly the black guy from The Pack.
"Bub, this ass was made for fucking, I know it, and you are learning it. Aren't you glad you finally discovered it?"
Bub was towering over Jason and he continued to be fucked by his young lover. The smile that covered his face as he preceded to grind down on the young stud became broader. He looked down at Jason and started to chuckle. "This farmer's field has been freshly plowed, now it just needs to be seeded."
Bub looked down at Jason, Jason saw the love and need. Jason reached up towards Bub. Bub's arms met his as they grasped each other. The two men pulled themselves into a kiss. Four strong arms knitted together in an embrace that caught both men by surprise. Neither man had ever felt need and love expressed so strongly before.
"Give it to me Jason, claim my ass as only you can." Bub straightened his back then thrust down on Jason's cock one last time. Jason's love had taken him to the edge, the hunger in his eyes brought him over. Bub fisted his thickness, coating Jason's chest with ropes of his milk. Jason responded by jackhammering the farmer's virgin ass, seeding him on the final thrust.
Bub collapsed, falling into Jason's arms. His own load soon covered his body as the two men kissed and wrestled on the bed. He kept Jason's dick in his ass as long as he could, but it soon fell out, leaving him empty. In the afterglow he felt the need to come clean.
"Jason, I've searched my life for a boy to make me happy, and then I find him, and he's a man." Bub kissed Jason softly. There's no way I can control you, make you my boy, but if there is any way I can show you love as my equal, I will try." From the faraway look in Jason's eyes, Bub worried that maybe he had gone too far. He held the younger man, closed his eyes, and then laid there while their breathing slowed down.
Gino and Brent laid in their own afterglow. A quick shopping trip was capped off by a romp at the sauna, but they still wanted to share the day. No one at the sauna piqued their interest that day other than Bub, and whoever was with him in the next room. From the soft rumbling they heard through the walls, Bub and his lover would be out of commission for a while. Bub was as sexy as hell, both men agreed on that. However, they saw him mainly as a friend, a great conversationalist when they got the chance to chat.
In the quiet they agreed on a perfect way to end their day of shopping and love making. A trip up the shore to the small pie restaurant in Two Harbors would be the dessert to the day's main course.
Martin pulled into parking lot of the pie shop. His short drive had turned into a great afternoon exploring the North Shore of Lake Superior. The falls at Gooseberry Falls State Park were strong with spring runoff. He could see pockets of snow in the underbrush. It was his favorite place to take the wife and kids in the Arrowhead region, and he saw many families out enjoying the Falls that day. But sometime along the way, things had changed. He saw at least two same sex families. There was a couple of burly men and a young girl, and two lesbians with twins. From his online friend FargoneBear he had learned that the men were called "Bears" in the gay community.
Maybe there was a chance for him to find love and acceptance after all. This was all on his mind as he opened the door of the restaurant. The hostess sat him at a table overlooking Lake Superior. A few tables away was the bear couple and their daughter. He ordered a simple club sandwich, hoping to leave room for dessert.
He saw two men enter the restaurant. The guys looked familiar for some reason. Maybe he had seen them at the diner in the West End or possibly they played on Pete and Kyle's team. They scanned the room while waiting for the hostess, then waved at the couple and their daughter. "Yep, they played on Pete and Kyle's team, in more ways than one" Walt thought as he chuckled to himself.
Bub and Jason stood looking at each other in the parking lot of the sauna. Neither one wanted to say goodbye, yet felt too timid in this public spot to say a proper goodbye. Finally, Bub had enough. "Oh Fuck it" he said, yanking Jason into his arms. The kiss was powerful for both men. They drank in every detail of each other, not caring who saw.
Jason inhaled Bub's scent, it would be a strong reminder of his lover. Bub felt Jason's ass, an ass he had promised to seed, but nature had other plans that day. They finally let go of each other. Bub opened the door to his 4X4 truck and threw his shaving kit in there. He looked to his lover one last time, and was about to say goodbye, when he looked down.
There, right below the passenger door of Jason's truck, was a nine-inch dildo. "Well I'll be damned" he said as he stooped to pick it up. "Does this look familiar?" Bub placed the dildo against his crotch. It did indeed match the dick that was hiding behind his zipper. "Lover, take this home and find a spot to hide it. Think of me when you use it."
Bub kissed Jason one last time then got into his truck, Jason followed suit, opened his duffle bag, and placed the dildo in there. He started up the engine as his lover drove away. He caught himself. His mind was reeling with all that had happened. He had spent the afternoon making love to a man he now considered his lover. He was now at least two hours late. Luckily Ashley's dinner with her mother had bought him some extra time.
And then there was the case of the dildo. Unless he was mistaken, it was the same dildo he had stashed a few weeks prior, behind that large pine tree near his favorite spot on Skyline Parkway. He put the stick shift into reverse and backed up. He would need to use every minute of his ten-minute drive home, to figure things out.