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The Man with the Jeep
Chapter 57
"Blow jobs?" Andrew repeated.
"Yeah," Thomas confirmed without explaining.
Andrew got an alarmed look on his face.
"Did you..."
"No!" John and Thomas both said at the same time.
"Nothing happened between us," John added. "Well, a short hug at the end, I guess, but nothing more, I promise."
"Okay," Andrew said, clearly a little mind-bent over the situation.
John sighed inwardly before he reminded himself this was still progress for Andrew. And his nervousness was completely warranted, truth be told. After all, John had been tempted to cross that line.
But he hadn't, so nothing to worry about. The truth will always win out, right?
"Did you say everyone else has gone?" he asked Andrew.
"Yeah."
John turned to Thomas.
"Sorry, bud, but we should probably head out too. Do you need a lift home?"
"Which direction are you going?"
"Downtown."
"I'm actually in the opposite direction, but thanks. I'll just get an Uber."
"You sure?"
"Oh yeah. The station's paying for it anyway, so I'm good."
"Okay then."
Thomas sent for an Uber, and John and Andrew chatted with him outside the bar until it arrived.
"Sorry I kept you guys so late," Thomas said. "I know you wanted to leave early."
"Don't worry about it," John said. "It's actually not that late and we'll be fine."
"Still," Thomas said, "I'm glad you guys came out. It means a lot."
"Glad to be here," John told him.
"It was fun," Andrew said. "I got to hear some good stories about you tonight."
"I'm sure they were embellished," Thomas assured him.
"Take the fun out of it," Andrew teased.
A silver Prius pulled up in front of them.
"I guess that's my ride," Thomas said.
They exchanged hugs and farewells before Thomas was whisked away.
"Well that was fun," John said as they walked back to the car.
"Uh huh," replied Andrew absently.
"And it was nice to meet his fireman friends."
"Uh huh," Andrew repeated.
"Especially the orgy on the pool table."
"Uh huh."
It wasn't until they were buckled up and back on the road that John tried again.
"How about them Cowboys?"
"Uh huh."
"And the space aliens."
"Uh huh."
"And when that huge dragon swooped down and flew off with the bartender."
"Uh huh."
John checked his rearview mirror to make sure there was no one behind them and then promptly slammed on the brakes and brought them to a total stop in the middle of the street.
"Hey!" Andrew exclaimed.
"Welcome back to the land of the living!" John replied as he brought the car back up to speed.
"What?"
"You clearly checked out there and didn't hear a word I said."
"Yes, I did," protested Andrew.
John glanced over at him to give him a quick look.
"Okay, maybe I was a little distracted," Andrew admitted.
"I think more than a little," John suggested. "Are you thinking about Thomas?"
Andrew didn't answer, but he looked very uncomfortable.
"You haven't decided to believe us that nothing happened, have you?"
"It's taking me a minute, okay?"
"Yes, it's okay. Can I help you talk it out?"
Andrew stayed silent again.
"I told you we didn't do anything outside of a hug, right?"
"Yeah."
"But you don't believe me. Have I lost your trust somehow?"
Something switched in Andrew's head, and he started talking.
"It just came back to me about what you said about your family being so open and everything and now it makes me wonder..."
"You're wondering if I would do something with your brother."
"Yeah. I know it's stupid, but I can't help wondering now."
"First of all, it's not stupid," John began. "It's completely valid." He paused and took a breath. "I know what I'm going to say next is going to trigger you a little bit, but can you stick with me to the end of the conversation?"
Andrew nodded, but John was watching the road, so he didn't see it.
They drove nearly a block before John spoke again.
"Are you willing to do that?"
"Yeah."
"Okay, so you're right: I don't have any hangups about doing that in and of itself. You may feel weird hearing me say this, but he's as hot as you are in a slightly different way. But you are the one I love. I will always do my best to make sure I don't do anything to compromise you. Even if the opportunity comes up, I wouldn't mess around with him without your express permission."
"You wouldn't?"
"Of course not!" John answered adamantly.
"Then you really didn't mess around with him?"
"Andrew! I did not mess around with your brother!"
"Okay."
"I know we've only known each other for months, but I'm guessing you know Thomas a lot better than me, don't you?"
"I suppose so."
"Would that fit what you know of him?"
"Well, he's always been more of a wild child than me."
"Oh, my love, most people are," John teased gently.
"I know," replied Andrew with a wry grin.
"It's one of the things I like about you," John added.
"I donÑ-I mean, my family is most decidedly not as open as yours apparently is. It never even occurred to me to bring up stuff like this with Thomas."
"Stuff like...?" prodded John.
"Sex."
"Ah. That makes sense. Would you like to know about our conversation?"
"Yes. No. It's not my business. Is it?"
"Relax, Andrew! It wasn't that big a deal. He was just curious if guys are better at blow jobs than women. That's it." There was no need to bring up Thomas's alcohol-primed additional antics, John decided. That would surely send Andrew into a tizzy.
"What did you say?"
"I told him it depended on the person, but men have dicks, so they inherently know more about what to do with them. And that was about the extent of it."
"That's it? That was as far as the conversation went?"
"We did talk about other things too, but as far as sex, yeah. That was it."
"Why didn't he ask me?"
John gave him another look. "Didn't you just tell me it never occurred to you to even bring it up with him?"
"Yeah," admitted an embarrassed Andrew.
"And you wonder why he didn't ask you?"
"I am his older brother, after all, and Dad is most assuredly not an option for that kind of question."
John thought for a moment, weighing how to respond. If he was going to make a mistake, he decided he'd rather err on the side of transparency with Andrew.
"Interestingly, that was the other thing we talked about."
"Really?"
"Yes. I asked him why he didn't ask you about it, and it turns out he doesn't want you to think less of him for having questions."
"I would never think less of him for that!" Andrew said vehemently.
"No? Not even if he had asked you last month?"
"No," answered Andrew with considerably less certainty.
"Face it, buddy: you've changed your thinking a lot recently regarding sex."
"Yeah," admitted Andrew quietly.
From his response, John guessed he had inadvertently fired up some of Andrew's doubts again. Ugh. John attempted to push Andrew on from that train of thought.
"Speaking of which, what has been your favorite new discovery so far?"
"What?"
"Of all the new things we've done together, what's your favorite?"
"Oh man," Andrew answered. "I don't know if I can pick just one."
"Oh yeah? So it's been good?"
"Come on, you know it's been amazing!"
"Do I? You've never said anything to me about it at all," John teased.
"That's not true!"
"Maybe not. Maybe I'm just fishing for compliments," laughed John.
"It's been fun finding out that I like more than just blow jobs and vanilla," Andrew said indulgently. "It seems I have less limits than I thought."
"Yay for self-discovery!" laughed John.
"And it's all due to you," Andrew added.
"For what it's worth, you make it all fun again for me too. I get to experience the joy of new things all over again. Like bottoming," he said with a laugh.
"Oh yeah?"
"Yeah. I'd forgotten how good a big thick cock like yours can feel sliding deep inside me. I was being Super Dom for quite a while there, remember? And doms just don't bottom. It messes up the whole scenario. Power bottoms are one thing, but can you imagine me making you call me Master' and Sir' and then turning around and bending over for you?"
Andrew made a funny noise, and John looked over to see his cock straining at full attention inside his pants.
"It's been forever since I've been interested in taking it, but you seem to have me wrapped around your little finger," John continued, egging Andrew on. "The smallest word from you, and I'm on my back in moments, happy as a clam. You mess me up, mister."
Moisture was starting to seep through Andrew's trousers when John spared another quick glance. That didn't take long, John chuckled to himself. It looks like Andrew is primed to play tonight.
They were running out of dense city, so John ran through options quickly in his head and settled on a plan.
He continued to suggestively banter with Andrew to rev him up while he found the parking garage he was thinking of about a half mile ahead.
He pulled in, grabbed a ticket, and made is way up the garage until he got to the top deck. He was thrilled when he found it devoid of any cars. Just rows of parking spaces with two lamp posts evenly spaced along the centerline. He parked his little BMW smack dab in the middle between them.
"What are we doing here?" Andrew asked.
"I can't wait until we get home," John growled. "Get out of the car."
Andrew did as he was told and then was directed toward the back of the convertible, where John grabbed him roughly into his arms and mashed their faces together into an intense kiss. John held Andrew's head close with one strong hand while his other arm did the same just below Andrew's shoulders. There was no escape.
Andrew was gasping for breath, but John did not let up and continued to invade his mouth forcefully with his tongue.
Both men could feel the other's engorged cock as they were pressed together without mercy: pulsing, straining, hurting.
Not long after Andrew started whimpering from the pain, John suddenly let go of Andrew completely, causing him to momentarily lose his balance and almost fall over. He hadn't even gotten his balance before John barked at him to stripÑ-now!
Andrew didn't hesitate, ripping off his shirt in seconds while kicking his shoes off to peel his shorts and slacks down all at once as fast as he could. He was in such a hurry, they bunched up and slowed him down, making him grunt with frustration as he struggled. He had to lean on the car to stay upright as his dripping cock swayed and jerked with its newfound freedom.
John grabbed him once again into another merciless bear hug, pulling Andrew's smooth naked body tight against his more muscularÑ-and still fully clothedÑ-frame.
This time, John had one hand around his shoulder keeping him crushingly close while his other hand had a firm grasp of one of his tight buns. They made out furiously as John worked on pulling that ass cheek away from its twin. John could imagine the winking peek-a-boo Andrew's pucker was doing as he worked.
When Andrew started pushing his butt back into John's hand, he let him go again.
"Get these shoes off me!" John yelled, despite Andrew still being mere inches from him.
Andrew dropped down to untie and remove John's short boots from his feet. John grabbed his own shirt and pulled it over his head while Andrew worked. Without even being told, Andrew jumped up when he was finished and immediately started on John's belt. In mere moments, John was as naked as Andrew.
John quickly hooked his arms under Andrew's armpits and pulled him up into yet another passionate kiss. But he didn't stop pulling even after Andrew was standing straight and tall in front of him. Instead, he drew Andrew on top of him as he laid himself back and down onto the trunk of his car. When he could feel the head of Andrew's pecker nudging his back door in perfect position, he finally released his grip on Andrew's shoulders. Andrew was able to draw back a little at that point, and the expression on his face was absolutely perfect.
John watched as Andrew went from surprise to confusion to revelation to disbelief to determination in a second.
John had just the barest hint of a grin as he grabbed his ankles, spreading his furry ass wide to show the pink target hidden within his fur.
"Nail me!" he barked.
Andrew paused before obeying this time.
"Lube?" he asked uncertainly.
"No! Drill me now!"
John could practically see Andrew licking his lips as he grinned hungrily before he replied properly.
"Yes, Sir!"
Andrew pulled back and then slammed his rock-hard tool full force into the ass before him.
In that moment, Andrew bellowed, John roared, and they were lit up bright as day with headlights as a car came around the corner from the ramp.
Andrew was caught off guard instantly, but John didn't bat an eye.
"Don't you dare stop!" He growled loudly.
Andrew didn't.
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