THE PET SITTER by Mike Austin
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VIII.
The Saturday return drive to Bob's place was monotonous but went off without a hitch. We stopped a couple of times to hit the head and grab some chow and continued from South Texas to the Houston area and got in late Saturday afternoon, dropped the job trailers at the shop and all went our separate ways. Breakfast had long since passed and it was supper by the time I pulled into Bob's drive. He and the boys were happy to see me and I was really happy to see them. Once out of sight, I got a huge assed hug from my guy and the boys were whining and howling for attention too. They knew their dad was back. Treats in hand, I loved em and dispersed treats and a few more, lagniappe we call it. The treats disappeared and after petting Bob's guys too, he and I went inside to unpack, unwind and grab a shower before supper. I hadn't realized how sore I was from the drive and when Bob suggested a pool time romp vs a shower I was all in. He was firing up the grill and I was already naked and dove in, when joined by all 4 dogs. Bob wasn't deterred and stripped down to join us. He knew the grill would take 20 or 30 minutes to get up to heat, so we had that and more to swim and rest, relax and make out some if all went well. It did and Bob swam under me, tilted me off balance and ducked me then gave me a deep breathing kiss, my first ever under water. I was instantly boned, as was Bob. He climbed out to check the grill and promptly announced "eats in 20 minutes" as he threw potatoes and skewered vegetables on the grill with the rib eyes. I joined him, towel dried and then dried him before asking "are you sure one of your Lab rescue club members isn't gonna interrupt us tonight"? He gripped me, kissed me deeply again and ran the towel under my glutes, tugging me close to him in those warm furry, muscled arms. I wanted to eat outside but knew the dogs wouldn't leave us alone nor would the mosquitos, so I went inside and got the table set, both of us still naked as jay birds. That huge pitcher of sweet tea was so damned appealing and had to have a sip and was savoring it when Bob entered with a tray of meat, veggies and potatoes. We sat down and felt 4 sets of eyes glaring at us from the patio doors. Bob shook his head first at me and then at them, "we eat and then yall eat" and true to his word, when we had finished he cut up a sirloin into strips and fed each dog one at a time. I was amazed they sat patiently. Mine were NEVER patient or well-behaved but they'd been his for a week so he tamed their wild ways. Would he tame mine? "Guess no sense in jumping on laundry tonight is there" I asked? Bob shook his head no. We did joint k-p duty and put the leftovers away. "We still on for Sunday breakfast, right" he asked? "Unless Jarvis shows up" I replied and winked. Bob wanted to know more about my encounter with Jared. I told him just what happened and what DID NOT HAPPEN. "Well don't be too surprised if he tries to reconnect with you buddy boy" Bob added, "you're quite the catch"!!! "Let's just say unless you toss me back in, I'm a pretty happy camper right here in this cement pond" I borrowed the line from The Beverly Hillbillies. We laughed and again came one of those awesome bear hugs and kisses. "If you've got room, I've got dessert" Bob offered. "Oh I know your dessert alright" I joked back, until I saw the bowl of strawberry shortcake and two aerosol cans of ReddiWhip extra creamy topping. "You know we don't need to use both those on the dessert" I suggested seductively? "I got a 3rd can just in case" Bob added and grinned impishly. My cell went off and I held up one finger to Bob, it was the boss just checking to make sure we got back safely and to add the rig manager had heaped loads of compliments your way. I thanked him for checking and sharing the rig guy's remarks and hoped he'd let the crew know that Monday? That chore done, Bob and I settled onto the leather sofa and had one seriously long make-out session. I kept trying to go down on him and he kept tugging my head upright. I replayed that phone sex scenario where he held me off so long I was hurting. I growled his way a couple times and he hoisted me off the sofa into his arms and led me to the bed. Once there, the intensity ramped up. He pinned my arms out and gnawed on my pecs and nips until I thought my dick would crack open it was so hard. My balls ached from Bob's kneeing them as he alternated kissing my mouth and chewing my nips. I finally broke from from his spread eagle position and gripped his head and flipped him onto his back to give him a dose of his own medicine. I managed to arc his arms underneath him and gripped his wrists under the small of his back as he fought with both legs trying to shove my chest away and break the wrist lock I had on him. Each time I deflected his lower torso assault and while I was wearing down, he was too and finally got my head to his crotch and gobbled down on his hardon. He bucked and fucked up a couple of times before finally giving into my head job. His thick cock was leaking precum everywhere in my mouth and I was swigging it down eagerly. I was surprised when I got an "OH FUCK' then blast of Bob's cum like a firehose...I sucked and continued swallowing until his cock and balls were drained. Then to torment him further I sucked the head overtly to drive another hardon and cumload to build. He begged off but I knew I needed more from the stud and got it after a really intense follow-up blowjob. After milking him out I sucked his heavy balls, then rimmed him as he relaxed in his post orgasm state. In no time, he was snoring softly and I got up to check on the dogs once before shutting down for the night. Sunday would be here in no time...