DISCLAIMER: This is just a story. As far as I know, it didn't happen to anyone I know of. That's not to say it's never happened. I just wasn't lucky enough to know about it - or be involved. I will warn those of you who don't like raunch or watersports and are looking for one of my more 'romantic' stories that this is no 'romance'. Well, alright, it is a romance. (It's me writing, after all!)But a raunchy one! It is about guys who care about each other and have sex with each other. If that offends you, I feel really sorry for you. And the fact that some of these guys are related to each other is probably going to drive you 'round the bend.' Too fucking bad! Open your mind - expand your horizons - take off your clothes - grab some lube and enjoy yourself!
THE CONSTRUCTION WORKER'S SON - Part 7 by RimPig (c) 2002
The rest of the week became a simple routine. Work, then maybe a few beers with Dad and then home - to one home or the other. The every other day thing didn't pan out. Dad was right. Seemed too regimented. We just played it by ear, and everybody concerned seemed happy about it. It was interesting sleeping with Josh in my old bed at Dad's house. It was of course, much smaller and that should have made things less comfortable, but since Josh and I slept wrapped in each other's arms, it didn't seem to make any difference at all. Both Josh and I had exactly the same feelings about the situation - as long as we went to sleep with each other and woke up with each other, we didn't give a flying fuck about which house it was.
Not that I didn't love spending time at 'our' place. We could be completely alone and talk. We were rapidly getting to know each other very well. Not just physically but who we were, what we thought about things, where we saw our lives going. It was what I later learned in college was 'intimacy' - true intimacy. We were sharing our deepest selves with each other and I was more and more amazed by the depths of this wonderful boy that I had fallen in love with. I think I fell in love with Josh all over again almost every day.
Josh and I knew Friday night was coming and that usually there was some kind of orgy between Dad and some of the guys. We talked about it and decided that it would be cool to join in. I let Dad know and he talked to Joe and Randy. They had figured something was up with Josh and me, but they had no idea how far our relationship had gone. When they heard about it, they were really happy for us and let Dad know that we were welcome to join the party anytime we wanted.
So, Friday afternoon, after the other guys on the crew left, we were all sitting around one of the empty houses having a few beers. I guess we were waiting for somebody to get things started when Josh stood up and said that he'd had too much beer and needed to take a piss really bad. I simply moved over and knelt down in front of him. He undid the button on his cutoffs and let them drop around his ankles. Then I plastered my face against his sweaty, raunchy jock and began licking at his cock. Without even taking the jock off, Josh let go and started pissing. I sucked the golden stream through the worn mesh of the unwashed jock and drank down all his piss while Dad, Joe and Randy watched, their hands in their laps, rubbing their crotches.
As Josh's piss came to an end, Dad got up, took off his cutoffs, jock and t-shirt and walked over to me, naked but for his construction boots and socks. He put his thick, smelly cock in my face and I quickly sucked it into my mouth. Dad let go with a strong stream of piss and I looked up at him and smiled around his cock while I drank every drop of it down.
Joe and Randy, not to be left out, quickly stripped to their work boots and socks and walked over to where I was playing 'boy-urinal'. But Josh had other ideas. He decided, I guess that I had taken enough piss for myself and he wanted a turn. He stripped as well and got down on his knees next to me and took Joe's thick cock into his mouth and started drinking Joe's hot piss.
Dad's piss flow came to an end and I decided to let Josh have Randy's load and instead started sucking on Dad's cock and licking under his hood for the smegma I knew I could smell there. I wasn't disappointed! A nice helping of head cheese awaited me under the head of Dad's cock and I pigged out on that manly smelling delicacy. I then opened my throat and began taking Dad's hard rod all the way down to his smelly pubes. God! I loved the raunchy smell of my Dad's cock hair! Sweat, piss, cum and some indefinable essence which was Dad filled my nose as his cock filled my mouth and throat.
Meanwhile, Josh was gulping down Randy's piss and Joe was standing there, stroking his hard cock and watching his buddy piss down my lover's throat. When Randy had pissed out all he had into Josh, I saw Josh put his hands on Randy's hips and turn him around. I knew what was coming then! Josh pushed Randy over and buried his face in Randy's hard-muscled butt. He started eating at Randy's hole like he was a starving man and Randy's ass was a ten course dinner! I could hear Josh slobbering over the smelly hole and could also hear Randy's moans of pleasure at having his shit chute eaten.
Feeling that Joe was being left out, I reached over and grabbed his hard cock in my hand and drew him towards Dad and me. I then began alternating between Dad's cock and Joe's, sucking each of them deep into my throat and getting them well coated with saliva. Then I turned around, dropped my shorts and offered my butt - nicely framed by my jock - to whichever of them wanted it.
Joe got down and started licking out my sweaty, ripe shit hole while Dad moved over and squatted down behind Josh and began to finger Josh's hole. Josh immediately knew what Dad wanted and so he pulled Randy down to his knees so that he could assume the position to be doggy fucked by Dad while continuing to suck on Randy's bone. As Joe shoved his thick cock in my willing fuck hole, I could see Dad down licking out my lover's ass crack. Dad was really getting into sucking on Josh's hot butt hole and Josh was moaning around Randy's cock.
Dad finally moved up and shoved his hard cock up Josh's willing hole. It was so hot to be able to watch my Dad fuck my lover's butt. Dad, however, had other ideas. He not only wanted to fuck Josh's hole, he wanted to fuck mine as well - at least the one in my face. Since Josh and I were right next to each other, Dad took to pumping Josh's ass for a while and then pulling out and shoving his cock in my mouth for me to suck on. The taste of Dad's cock and my lover's raunchy ass on Dad's cock was an amazing and stimulating combination! After a short while, Dad would pull out of my mouth and then shove his cock back into Josh's ass. He kept going back and forth between us. It was helping him last longer and fuck harder. I was wondering how he was going to divide up the cum, but he had his own ideas on that.
When Dad finally dumped his load, it was in Josh's ass, just as Joe was dumping his in my ass. Randy was rabbit fucking Josh's face and he, too, let out a groan and dumped his load down Josh's throat. Dad, in the mean time, pulled out of Josh's ass again and delivered his cock, dripping with his cum and Josh's ass juices to my waiting mouth. Once inside my mouth, Dad let go with another healthy load of his piss juice which I drank gratefully.
At this point, the only two people who hadn't cum were me and Josh. Since we were already next to each other and face to ass, so to speak, Josh and I grabbed each other into a 69. But not a regular 69. I sat on Josh's face and let him suck Joe's cum out of my butt while I pulled his legs back, bent way over and began sucking Dad's load out of his just fucked hole. The other three stood and watched us, sending encouragingly raunchy messages to us as we put on quite a show of butt munching.
Finally, Josh and I pulled back and swallowed each other's cock. Dad got behind me and shoved his already hard cock into my dripping hole while Joe knelt in front of me and, pushing Josh's legs back for me to hold, shoved his cock up Josh's butt. So there Josh and I were, each of us sucking each other's cocks while not only getting our own ass fucked but getting to watch each other get fucked! With all of the physical and visual stimulation - not to mention the raunchy man stink which surrounded us, we both quickly shot our loads into each other's mouth. But Dad and Joe were not ready to cum yet so they continued fucking our butts while we continued to suck on each other's softening cocks.
Just about the time that Joe and Dad had built up a good head of steam and were heading for their own climaxes, Josh and I began pissing all the recycled piss we held in our bladders from them. We swallowed down each other's raunchy piss while Joe and Dad dumped cum loads up our shit chutes. We continued to piss in each other's mouth and when our piss loads ran out, we sucked clean the cocks of the men who had been up our asses and then leaned down and sucked their loads out of each other's ass again.
Dad and Joe had gotten off twice but Randy, Josh and I had only gotten off once. We decided that a three-way fuck was the best idea so I got behind Josh and Randy got behind me and I got fucked by Randy while fucking Josh. Surprisingly, it took only a few minutes of butt pounding for all three of us to blow our loads - Randy up my ass, mine up Josh's ass and Josh all over the floor.
After a days work and then all this energetic fucking, sucking and piss drinking, we decided to call it a night since we all had to be in to work in the morning for a half day. Dad told me to go home with Josh as he wanted to just fall into bed and get some rest. He seemed to intimate that with the two of us there, he'd never get any sleep. I laughed and said that the reason he couldn't get any sleep is that he couldn't keep his mouth, cock or hands off the two of us!
So Josh and I drove back to 'our' place. We went upstairs and Josh grabbed some hamburgers he had in the freezer and we took them up to the roof to grill them out. We sat up there, drinking beer and talking and watching the sun go down on the city.
"Josh, I'm starting to get scared." I said.
"About what?" he asked, his voice showing concern as he reached out and put his hand on my shoulder.
"Everything seems so good! Life is so wonderful! I'm afraid that something awful is going to happen to change everything!" I said.
"Sounds like some kind of residual religious guilt, if you ask me, lover." he said.
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"We grow up getting taught the most fuck-up things, like people don't deserve happiness, that life is hard and unhappy and when you are happy, you have to pay for that in misery! What a load of shit!!! Haven't you and I been unhappy enough in our lives already? Didn't you go through hell coming to terms with being Gay like I did? Didn't you especially have problems dealing with the idea of wanting your Dad? And how about the lonely years we went through wanting to find someone to love until we found each other? Wasn't that enough crap to pay for the happiness we're having now?" he said, pulling me over into his lounge chair and holding me with me resting my back against his chest and his arms around me.
"I know Dad's life was really miserable. I blamed myself for a lot of that for a long time. But I now understand that it was a choice he made. He wanted a son and he was willing to do anything, sacrifice anything to have one. But it did make his life very hard for a long time. He lost the man he loved and almost lost me. If anybody deserves a little happiness, it's him." I said.
"I don't think that anybody gets to make that decision. Everybody deserves happiness in their lives. A lot depends on luck and the choices you make. Fuck! I could have gone to work on hundreds of job sites. But, no! I picked the one where your Dad was and ended up meeting you! Now, maybe it was fate, maybe it was meant to be, or maybe it was just luck. But whatever it was, I refuse to think that I have to somehow 'pay' for the happiness of falling in love with you and the greater happiness of having you love me." he said, squeezing me tight to his body and nuzzling his nose and face in my neck.
"I guess you're right. I want to ask you something, but I don't want you to freak out, ok?" I asked.
"Ok, but after the last time you didn't want to freak me out, this must be a real hummer!" he laughed.
"Is your Dad gay?" I asked.
"Why do you ask?" Josh asked me in turn.
"Because of something I noticed when we were over there." I said.
"Like what?" he asked, sounding very interested at this point.
"Well...a couple of things, actually. For one, the way he looks at you. Now, I know he loves you and he's proud of you, but there's also this other look in his eyes, like he is turned on to you as well. Like he really wants your body. I know that hungry look, I've seen it often enough. It's never when you're looking - it's when you look away or you're too far away to see it." I explained.
"So how'd you get to see it then?" he asked.
"Because, I guess, he's not used to having someone else around and forgot that I was sitting where I could watch him watching you." I said.
"I see...what else?" he asked.
"The way he looked at me. I'm not being egotistical, but I know when a dude is hot for my body - or at least interested in me. And the way your Dad looked me up and down - not once but several times - and the way he touched me in the pool, there was a lot more there than just 'fatherly' affection, if you know what I mean. Now, don't get me wrong! I'm all for it! Your Dad is a really hot guy and I'd suck his cock or let him fuck me in a heartbeat! After all, it would be almost like getting fucked by you! You have no idea how much you and your Dad look like each other! If I didn't know better, I'd think he was your older brother! He looks so much like you, how could I not be turned on to him?" I asked.
"No, I agree with you. I caught some of those looks he was giving you and I began to wonder myself. I mean he never even tried dating after my Mom left us. I've never seen him hang out with guys, but then, he wouldn't want me to see that, now would he? At least not if he was keeping his sexuality from me. But why hide it after I already came out to him?" he said.
"Because he's afraid to freak you out. I think one of the main reasons he was upset when you came out is he wants you! He's kept his hands off you all these years because you're his son and he doesn't want to freak you out. Also he figured you were straight. But now that he knows you're gay, it probably makes it harder for him to keep his hands off you. He doesn't know you'd fuck him in a heartbeat! He's afraid to find out. So he's keeping his desires as far away from your notice as he possibly can - just the same way he always did when he thought you were heterosexual." I reasoned.
"That makes a lot of sense. So how do we break through his walls? How to I reach him?" Josh asked.
"Well, a frontal assault might work. Just fucking say to him 'Dad, I want to suck your cock and have you fuck my ass!'. That should get some reaction." I said blithely.
Josh almost fell over laughing.
"Oh, yeah! Like I'm EVER going to do that!" he laughed.
"No, I figure not. On the other hand, perhaps you are not the one to break through his defenses. We may already have the exact right person to do that already targeted for him." I said, keeping up the military references.
"Who?" Josh asked.
"My horny fucking father! That's who!" I answered.
"Your Dad?" Josh looked askance.
"And what the fuck's wrong with my Dad!" I pretended to pout.
"Nothing!!! He's a very hot man! But how's that going to help?" Josh was bewildered.
"Dad's hot. Your Dad's hot. Perhaps two hot guys will go after each other. And how long do you think it will be before my Dad tells your Dad that not only are we fucking each other but him as well. Do you think he might get the idea that a little father/son sex with his own son might not be such a bad idea - especially when you're already into it with my Dad and me?" I asked.
"But how is my Dad going to know that I'd love to have him fuck me?" Josh said.
"My Dad could tell him." I answered.
"But your Dad doesn't know that!" Josh exclaimed.
"Not right now he doesn't, but he will tomorrow if I tell him!" I answered.
"Oh, fuck! Do you really think we should?" Josh asked.
"How did we get together?" I asked.
"What a weird question - you're Dad arranged it. You have to remember - you were so hot about it at the time." Josh answered. (Sometimes this boy just needed to buy a vowel!)
"And who did we just get done saying deserves a little happiness in their lives?" I asked.
"My Dad....and your Dad....ohhh!" the lightbulb went on! (I'll have relationships for $1000, Alex.) "You think your Dad and my Dad might fall for each other?!" he asked.
"It could happen. Remember about the fruit not falling far from the tree? Well, we are talking about the two trees here! I fell for you, didn't I?" I asked.
"And I sure fucking fell for you, babe!" he said, squeezing me in his muscular arms and wrapping me in his wonderful, warm masculine scent.
"Like I said, it could happen!" I reiterated.
The next day, I talked to Dad at work with the excuse of giving him directions to Josh's Dad's house. We got to talking and that led to a conversation about sex. Well, it usually does these days between Dad and I! And I was able to casually drop the fact that Josh wished he could get it on with his Dad the way I did with my Dad. I'm sure Dad got the message. He just doesn't know where or when he'll need to drop that little bomb. He's almost like the Manchurian Candidate. One right word from Josh's Dad and my Dad is going to let him in on a piece of information that is going to blow his mind!
I let Josh know what I had done. He was ok with it - in fact, more than ok. I hoped so much that this would work because it would make everybody VERY happy.
After work, Josh and I drove back to our place to get ready. Dad was going out on his own and we'd arranged it to be there before him. We got to Josh's Dad's house about a half an hour before my Dad was supposed to arrive. Josh's Dad again made those hungry eyes at his son but Josh was looking for that and I think he caught his Dad at it at least once. I, on the other hand, was more convinced than ever that Josh's Dad was definitely checking me out! Boy, this could turn into one fucking family if everything worked out the way I hoped it would.
Dad finally arrived and Josh introduced him to his Dad.
"Mike, this is my Dad, Rob." Josh said.
"I'm glad to meet finally meet Matt's Dad. I've already heard how wonderful you are!" Josh's Dad said, grinning.
The two men reached out their hands. Their grasp was strong and they held it as they talked.
"And I'm glad to finally meet Josh's Dad. I didn't need to hear how great a father you are, I've seen the result!" my Dad said, returning Rob's grin.
They stood there, grinning and looking into each other's eyes. Something seemed familiar about this scene. It was almost like when Josh and I met. Each of them were sizing each other up and it was apparent that they liked what they saw. I could especially tell with my Dad. His easy grin slipped into that cute horny smirk of his. He definitely like what he saw!
Finally, Rob broke the contact.
"Well, what will you have to drink, Mike?" Rob asked.
"A beer would be fine." my Dad answered.
"Coming right up!" Rob said and went behind a wet bar and brought out beers for all of us.
"Dad, Matt's never seen the whole house, I want to show him around." Josh said.
"Ok, Josh. Mike and I will stay here and get to know one another." his Dad said to him.
I got the feeling that this was a ruse to get our Dad's alone on Josh's part. However, his Dad seemed as eager to get rid of us as we wanted to be gone.
"Come on, Matt. There's something I want to show you." Josh said, taking my hand and leading me out of the room.
Josh took me to the winding staircase and I thought we were going to go upstairs, but instead, he went beside the staircase to a small door set in the base. He opened it and pulled me inside. It was a small room filled with a console with about eight or ten small video screens. It was a very sophisticated control center for a very sophisticated security system. On one of the screens I could see our Dad's talking in the living room and when Josh pushed a button, we could hear them.
"Oh my God!" I exclaimed.
"Shh!" said Josh and we both listened to our Dad's talking to one another.
"Well, I wasn't exactly happy when Josh told me he was Gay. I was worried that he'd end up living his life alone. Josh is a very loving and emotional boy and I was afraid that the Gay world would eat him alive. I didn't want to see him hurt. You can understand that, can't you, Mike?" Rob said.
"Oh, I can understand it. But I just wonder one thing. How do you know so much about it?" Mike asked Rob.
That caught Rob unawares! His face turned red as a beet - just like Josh did when he was embarrassed. Rob stood there, speechless. My Dad set his beer down, got up off the couch where he was sitting and walked over to the bar where Rob was standing. Dad was just a hair taller than Rob was but Rob seemed to shrink as Dad approached him. I could see a look in his eyes like a scared rabbit. Dad walked right up to him and then reached out one hand an put it behind Rob's head. He pulled Rob's face close to his and put his mouth on Rob's hard. Rob seemed to resist weakly at first, but quickly capitulated. I could see him open his mouth to my Dad's and the two men stood there kissing passionately.
Rob just stood there, his hands to his side until Dad went to break the kiss. Then Rob reached up and grabbed Dad's hips and pulled him closer. He put his mouth on Dad's and the need and wanting in him was very apparent.
As Josh and I watched them kiss, Josh's arms slipped around my body and he drew me to him. I rubbed my head against his chest. It was so wonderful to see this happening between the two men we loved most in the world other than each other. The conversation from the monitor began again.
"So why haven't you told Josh?" I heard my Dad ask Rob.
"There's a lot of reasons." Rob answered, dropping his head.
"I think there's only one reason. I think it's because you're attracted to Josh and you're afraid of that attraction." my Dad said calmly.
Rob looked like he'd been struck. His mouth opened but no words came out. Finally he just hung his head.
"Hey, guy!" my Dad said, putting his arms around Rob. "It's ok! I was attracted to Matt. Luckily the feeling was mutual. We get it on all the time. Fuck, I've had lots of sex with both Matt and Josh. And, I happen to know, that Josh would love to make love to you! He's always wanted to, he was just afraid. As afraid as you are."
"You're kidding! He's attracted to me?! But I'm his father!" Rob said.
"And what the fuck does that have to do with anything? You're a man, aren't you? And quite a fucking hunk, if I have to tell you that! Why wouldn't he be attracted to you? He loves you already! Why not? Besides, aren't you attracted to him?" Dad asked.
"Yes, I am. I guess you're right." Rob said and then there was a long pause. Finally Rob said quietly. "You really think I'm a hunk?"
"Fuck, yeah! I thought I'd fuckin' start babbling when I met you, I was so turned on. If you don't believe me - just look down." Dad said.
Rob did and started grinning. I didn't need to look. I knew that Dad's hard cock was pushing out the front of his jeans. I saw Rob reach down and rub his hand over it.
"Is that for me?" Rob asked quietly, looking into Dad's eyes.
"Anytime you want it." Dad said.
"I don't just want sex with you." Rob said.
"I don't just want sex with you." I heard Dad reply. "I understand why you were afraid about Josh being alone. I have been a very long time. I fell in love once and I lost him through my own selfishness and stupidity. I haven't let my self feel anything for anybody except Matt since then. Watching him and Josh has shown me I can't go on like that. I need someone to love who loves me other than my son. I don't know if you're that guy, but I'd sure like the chance to find out."
"You're one up on me. I never found anyone. Well...someone found me. A guy when I was 16. He and I had a lot of sex with each other. He fell in love with me, but I wouldn't let myself feel anything for him. I thought it was wrong. I thought that two guys could never make a relationships work. So he left me. It was soon after that I got Josh's mother pregnant. My family was very wealthy. Her's were not. My family bought her's off and I got Josh. To me, it was worth every penny and more. I love him as I never thought I'd never love anyone. But since he's moved out, I realize how miserable I am. I need someone. I want the chance to love a man. I want the chance to have a relationship and make it work. Hell! My own son has done better in that respect in his life than I have!" Rob said.
"Hey! Don't be so hard on yourself. Our sons grew up in a different time than we did. Being Gay isn't the problem it used to be. But, I'll agree with one thing. We both could learn a lot from the two of them!" Dad laughed.
"Shall we?" Rob asked.
"Shall we what?" my Dad asked.
"Learn something from them?" Rob replied and kissed Dad tenderly on the lips.
"There's some things you probably need to know about me. I can be kind of kinky." Dad said.
"How kinky?" Rob asked, reaching over and nibbling at Dad's earlobe.
"Well, I love the natural smell of a man and I'm not too good about taking showers regularly. And I'm into having sex with more than one guy at a time - especially down at the work site. And I've got this thing about piss..." Dad's voice kind of trailed off.
"So far, all you've done is to feed into some fantasies that I've been hiding for a long time. Did I tell you I used to steal Josh's dirty underwear and jocks to sniff and suck on while I jacked off?" Rob admitted.
"Well I'll be fucked!" Dad said in a deep, growling voice.
"Oh, I'd like that very much - as long as you return the favor." Rob smiled.
I felt Josh pulling me out of the little room so I followed.
"I think we've seen enough, don't you?" Josh said to me.
"Yeah! Well...not really! I want to see them get it on!" I enthused.
"We will - when we get it on with them, I promise. But for now, I think we should leave them alone. Would you really have wanted your Dad there the first time we made love?" Josh asked.
"No. I guess you're right. They need to be alone." I replied, hanging my head.
"And I think we do, too!" Josh said reaching down and stroking my hardon through my jeans. "Let me take you upstairs and show you the room I grew up in." he said taking my hand.
We went upstairs and Josh took me to his old room. It reminded me a lot of mine - just a lot larger with it's own bathroom. He had model planes hanging by fishing wire from the ceiling and posters of sports stars on the walls. There was a double bed with a cover on it with a howling wolf in the center. Josh took me over to the bed after locking the door and sat me down. He got down on his knees in front of me and looked me in the eyes. I looked in his deep green ones and was as lost as ever when I did that.
"I spent so long in this room, on this bed, trying to fight the feelings that I had. Then, after I realized that those feelings weren't going to change, I literally prayed that I'd either die or find someone like you. I thought it would never happen. I thought I'd never be loved by someone that I loved. When I found you, I thought that was the happiest day of my life. And it was, up until that time. But I've found that each day loving you and being loved by you is better than the last. Matt, you've had time to think about it now. Are you ready to answer a question for me?" he said.
"What question?" I asked softly, knowing somehow what he was going to ask.
"Will you make me completely happy and spend the rest of your life with me? Will you marry me?" he said seriously.
Putting my arms around his neck and putting our foreheads together, I answered Josh quietly. "Josh, how can you even doubt the answer to that. I don't know why you even have to ask the question. There is nobody else that I have ever or will ever love as much as I love you. I can't even think of life without you. But if you need a formal answer then, yes, I'll marry you. But of course we can't get married. The law won't allow it."
"Not now, but someday maybe we will be allowed to." Josh said. "So until we can, this is a close as we can get."
And saying that, he pulled a small black box from his pocket. He opened it and showed me two bright gold rings. Each had a wolf in carved in black onyx, it looked like the one on the bedspread. He took one of the rings, put it on my finger on my left hand and kissed it once it was in place on my finger.
"With this ring, I thee wed and pledge you my life and my love." Josh said.
I took the other ring and went to put it on his finger. I noticed my hand was trembling and I could feel tears filling my eyes from my happiness. I pushed the ring onto his finger and also kissed it.
"With this ring, I thee wed." I repeated, looking into Josh's eyes. "And pledge you my life and my love."
Then we kissed. A deep soulful, passionate kiss. Josh rose from his knees and pushed me back on the bed. He reached down and began to undress me. He pulled my shirt off over my head and then his hands went to my jeans. He unbuttoned the top button and leaned down and kissed the bare skin of my lower abdomen that was exposed. He tugged open the rest of the buttons and then went down and took off my shoes and socks. He pulled my pants down and I lifted my ass from the bed to allow him to pul them off. I lay there in just my jock.
Then he stood up and continuing to look deep into my eyes, began to undress. I watched with longing as I saw his beautiful body revealed as he slowly undressed. My cock became hard as Josh became almost naked, just left in a jockstrap like me. He got onto he bed over me and lay down on top of me. The feeling of our two bodies pressed together and his hard, jock-covered cock resting against mine, made me groan in desire for him.
"I want you, Matt. I want to make love to you. I want to feel myself inside you. I want us to be one." Josh said, leaning down and nibbling my ear.
"Oh, yes!" I murmured to him. "Please! I want that, too. More than anything."
"The only problem is, I don't have any lube with me, babe." he said.
"I don't think were going to need it! You're leaking so much you're making my jock wet with it. We can use that and, you know what they say - 'If it ain't spit, it ain't love!'". I laughed at my own joke.
"Spit I've got plenty of. And I'm going to put it where I love to put it most!" Josh grinned down at me.
And putting actions to words, he moved down my body and got between my legs, pushing them back to my chest. I moaned at the first touch of his tongue on the lips of my ass as he gently licked them. I could feel his tongue push inside as he locked his own lips around my hole and sucked gently. I could feel the roughness of his tongue as he swapped out my hole and prepared it for his cock. I pushed down to help me relax and allow his tongue to go deeper and provide more wetness inside me.
Soon my hole was very wet and I was begging him to fuck me. But instead, he got on his knees and, holding my legs back and my butt open with one hand, he began to milk his hard cock to produce his own natural lube for my ass. He was leaking a great deal, as I had felt, and soon my ass was a sopping mess with enough lube to make the entry of his cock a smooth, easy action. I felt him press against the hole and I pushed out to help him breach my outer muscles. His cock slid easily and soon he was fully embedded in my ass without any stopping.
I felt no pain, only the wonderful fullness of again having his cock where I knew it belonged - up my eager, horny butt! But this wasn't about horniness. This was about love. This was about a physical expression of our oneness with each other. A oneness we had just pledged with words and now were sealing with actions. I reached up and pulled him down on top of me, remembering the first time he ever made love to me - on the huge bed in the loft I now considered home. But I was wrong. Home was not a building. It was not a place. Home was anywhere that Josh was. I couldn't believe how much my life , my thoughts, my emotions were wrapped up in this wonderful guy who now rested on me with his hard cock buried inside me.
Josh kissed me passionately as he began the rhythmic motions which was our dance of love. I loved being fucked by Josh. His hard cock felt so good inside me and his movements were so perfectly matched to my needs. Not too rough, not too gentle. Just enough to keep my body at fever pitch and moving inexorably towards the spilling of my seed between our rutting bodies.
Soon, his movements were speeding up and becoming stronger. Neither of us were interested in holding back. This was a not going to be a long, leisurely fuck as we were used to at home. This was an intense, unrestricted emotional and physical striving to prove our love and devotion to each other. And it was an entirely successful one. I felt Josh tense and bury his cock as deeply into my body as he could and then I felt it harden and begin to throb with the expulsion of his cum into me. That was all it took for me to begin firing blast after blast against our bodies as I writhed and screamed out in bliss.
"Yes!!! Cum inside me!!! Make me yours!!!" I screamed as my orgasm took away all sense of anything but Josh and the feelings he was creating inside my body.
Josh could not speak. He could only groan as he took pleasure from my body and collapsed on top of me, a fine sheen of sweat coving his body. I stoked his back and licked his salt-tasting shoulder as he licked at my neck, gathering my sweat there.
The scent of his body, natural and unadorned, my body in the same state and the scent of our lovemaking surrounded us there in the room that Josh grew up in as a boy. As I came down from the 'high' of my orgasm, I began to giggle as I looked up and saw the model airplanes hanging from the ceiling above me.
"What's so funny?" Josh ask, his voice breathless in my ear.
"Did you ever think when you made those planes that they would one day fly over you and another boy as we fucked on your bed?" I asked.
"No, of course not! But I even knew then that I wanted another boy to lay with me in this bed and to touch each other. I just wasn't very sure how. I'm glad I learned how." he said.
"I am, too! And you've learned so well!!!" I assured him.
"That isn't learning, Matt. It only happens with you. Your body seems made for mine." he said.
"Yes, I believe that as well." I assured him.
Josh's cock slowly slipped from my well-fucked ass and we curled up in each other's arms and went to sleep. But not before, I raised my left hand and looked again at the beautiful ring on it. The visible symbol of my love for and my possession by this wonderful boy/man in who's arms I lay.
We slept for almost two hours and woke up wondering what our Dad's were up to and why they had not come looking for us. We should have known.
The End of Part 7 of The Construction Worker's Son.
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