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Trailer park boys. Part 4

At exactly 7am someone was banging on my door. My initial thought was Boone, but it could have been Liam looking for some cash. Bang...Bang...Bang...Who ever it was they were extremely impatient. I Reached for the knob just as round three began and pulled it open.

"All right already...Fuck" I said while trying to focus my eyes.

"You Adam?" He asked.

"I am...And who might you be" I asked him in return.

"Knox...Liam gave me your address" Knox said.

Knox was not what I expected. After Liam's snide comment I fully anticipated a toothless slob in overalls, but he was a big muscled dude with 2 full sleeves of ink on arms the size of my thighs, but no other tatt's that I could see. He wore glasses and a backwards ball cap that had a bandana underneath. I'm thinking he's closer in age to me than the other fellas who were mid 30's. He wasn't wearing a shirt which was fabulous and his belt rested well below where I normal person would consider the waist, and it was obvious why, his latt muscles were very well defined and he wanted to show them off. He had a bit of a goofy smile, but appeared to have all his teeth, which is a major plus. Knox is 6'2" and completely fucking ripped! He's hot, a bit thuggish, but hot.

"Oh yeah...Cool...You a internet guy in these parts?...Come on in" I asked him and pushed the screen door towards him.

"Yup...I'm...The...Internet guys in these parts" He replied and moved past me.

"You gonna do it now?" I asked while rubbing my eyes.

"Fuck yeah I am...This won't take a minute...Where you want the router man?" Knox asked.

"Hmmm...In the bedroom...I guess" I replied and pointed at the hallway and added "Last door on the left.

I followed Knox into the the last room on the right.

"The other left Knox" I said laughing a bit.

"I know man...Just checking the joint out" He replied and entered the correct room.

He looked behind the dresser than a night stand.

"Can I help you find something Knox" I asked hi.

"Got have a plug for the router my man" He said while looking behind the headboard and added "There the fucker"

"Great" I stated.

"So...right here good?" He asked and pointed to a nightstand.

"That'll work" I responded.

Knox picked up my sweats from the bed and said "Yoga pants...Hells yeah...God bless the guy that came up with these fuckers...Chicks look great in these things...What about you man?...You ass man or what?" He rambled.

"Or something I suppose" I replied reluctantly.

"That's cool dude...Gotta sling a coax outside and I'll be back" He said and went for the door.

I made some coffee and offered Knox a cup and he promptly pulled a clear bottle from his back pocket, what I would guess was booze, and poured the contents in his mug. That must be the "hillybilly" Liam referred to. Knox was swift and his moves very deliberated.

"You must be new around here...Not seen ya around" He said and propped a ladder against the trailer.

"Sort of...This is, or was, My Grand Ma's place...I spent a lot time here as a kid...The plan is to sell it, but I may have had a change of heart" I replied.

"Coo...You know Boone dog" Knox asked and pointed to Boone place.

"We've met...Yes" I answered.

Knox worked up a sweat rather quickly and his chest glistened. As he passed by the porch a strong scent of body odor trailed behind. He looked clean, but damn did he reek. He disappear around the backside and quickly came back with the ladder held over his head. Knox had great arms and pits.

"All set out here" He said and carried a box in the house.

I found him in the bedroom. He pulled the bed from the wall and stood behind the head board.

"Another 5 minutes man and I'll be outty" He stated.

He wasn't joking. He pushed the bed back against the wall in no time.

"100 bucks dude and I'll git" He said while he gathered some tools.

"Shit...I didn't expect you today...I need to run to the bank and get some cash...Could you swing by after work perhaps?" I said.

"No worries dude...I roll past here round 6pm" He said and picked up my sweats a second time than added "Maybe I'll get to see your girl in these...Haha...Just messing my dude...But cool...I'll see round 6 than" He said and left.

I drove to town and about emptied my bank account. 3 for Boone, 2 for Liam, and a hundred for Knox. I took out a thousand because you never know, right? Did some food shopping and grabbed a case of beer for the fellas, hopefully for the fellas that is.

I texted Boone "Boone I have your money"

He was at my door in less than 30 seconds and snagged the money and left. No small talk or anything. He just left.

I also messaged Liam "2pm right?"

He replied "I said 4pm queer"

I made myself lunch, and enjoyed a beer on the deck. Another beautiful southern summer day. Liam pulled up at precisely 4pm. Although I was certain he originally said 2pm, but at least he's punctual, sort of.

"Hey" I said and waved.

He signaled I should meet him at the car. So that's what I did.

"What's going on handsome...Appreciate the hook-up...Knox swung by this morning" I said as I passed him the bills.

"Oh yeah...You don't look you've had a beating...Haha" He said and sped away.

I watched some porn with my newly acquired high speed internet and grabbed a shower and turned on some Netflix. 6pm came and went with no Knox. I honestly thought he'd be early. Any way, I threw on sweats and got comfy on the sofa. At 8pm a familiar Bang, Bang, Bang snapped me out of my Netflix coma.

"Enter" I hollered.

Knox let himself in and dropped down on the end of couch.

"Sup dude" He said and took a belt off his ever present bottle.

"Hey Knox...How was your day?" I asked him.

"Stellar my man...5 installs adds up to 5 hundi" He replied.

"Oh..Right...I got your money" I said then jumped up to grab it.

"There's no chick in this place is there Adam?" He asked and pointed to my pants.

"Yeah sorry...I didn't see a point in correcting the situation...Haha"

"It's all good...Cool if I hang...Haven't had enough to drink to go home yet if you get me" Knox asked.

"I'd enjoy the company" I replied.

"Right on my man...The fuck you watching?" Knox asked.

"It's a show called Elite...It takes place in Spain and is about a group high school kids...The chick are fine" I responded.

"Nice...Let it rip...You ain't lying check out the pooper on that Ho" He said.

"Knox...That's a guy...Haha" I stated.

"Negative...No faggots...Put something else on" Knox requested.

"It's just a TV show" I said and brought up the menu.

"You like that shit Adam?...Bunch of sissies trying to suck off jocks" He asked.

"So you've seen it...Haha" I said jokingly.

"Seen it...Fuck dude I lived it" He stated and kicked his shoes and socks off and added "There was this faggot in high school that hung out in the locker room and watched me shower and shit...Fucking fag wanted the pipe?"

I thought that was a little strange. Who comes into a strangers house and takes off their socks? Or their shoes for that matter, especially when they know full well they smell. I could smell his nasty feet.

"Fucking creepy...What did you do about it?" I asked.

"What you think I did...I swung my big shit around and watched the fag drool...Haha" Knox said loudly.

"You're a cruel mutha fucker aren't ya?" I said laughing.

"What? He was there to scope me and I made it easy...He should have been fucking grateful...He probably fantasized about sucking my pipe for years...Haha" He replied.

"Fair enough" I stated.

"Mind if I hit use the pisser?" He asked as we both stood.

"Mi casa su casa Knox" I answered.

"Huh?" He said and looked a bit dumbfounded.

"It's right there...Help yourself" I said and pointed towards it.

"Coo" He said.

I watched him walk across the room. Knox had a swagger about him. He urinated with door open.

"Nice tub dude" He said mid piss.

"Thank you" I responded as I sat back on the sofa.

I could see into the bathroom for the most part. Knox stopped in front of the mirror to admire himself. There was little doubt he had an unhealthy level of narcissism, but if I'm being honest, I liked it. He was a proper alpha stud, a little dumb, but a stud none the less. He came back and sat.

"Who you live with now?...If you don't mind me asking" I inquired.

"My folks...They cool and all, but I'm 20 now and need my own lair...I'm tired of banging bitches in my truck...If ya get me?" He answered.

"I understand...You're only 20...Am I really 6 years older than you?" I said.

"Just a number my man...What your story Adam?...You work or what?" He asked me.

"I'm between jobs, but I do remote I.T. work...So I can work from any where which is why I think I'll stay here...But I'm off for a couple more weeks" I answered.

"Cool...Got a lady?" Knox inquired.

"Nah...I'm single...How about you?" I asked in return.

"Not really...I got a couple I fuck on the reg, but I wouldn't call them ladies...Haha" Knox answered and jumped up to flex than added "There's enough Knox to go around...You get me"

"I totally get you" I replied and admired my private show.

Fucking dude is smoking. His cockiness is intoxicating. He kept modeling.

"I get it Knox...You're hot!" I said enthusiastically.

"You think I'm hot dude?" Knox asked as he weaved his fingers behind his head and flex his biceps.

Some about the inked up arms and bare white perfectly formed pecs and six pack stomach did it for me.

"Crazy fucking hot Knox" I said and smiled while ogling his stank pits.

"You're funny dude" He said and dropped back the sofa.

"Can I interest you in a cold beer?" I asked him.

"I dunno...I gotta get behind the wheel" He stated.

"Crash here" I said and jumped up to snag some brews.

I'm not normally much of a drinker, but why the hell not? Plus, I'd like to get Knox hammered and his pants off.

"Thanks man...You mind if I grab a bath later?" Knox asked.

"Why would I mind...I'm a bath guy too!" I replied and handed Knox a fresh beer.

I wasn't a "bath" guy per say, but I did take one about 3 years ago...Lol. We hung out and bullshitted for another hour. I was getting drunk, but Knox's demeanor hasn't altered one iota. I needed to nurse my beer because if I pass out and wake up to an empty house I'll never forgive myself. I didn't even ask and tossed him another beer.

"Thanx dude" Knox said very sincerely.

"You want me to Call your Mom and let her know Knox is having a sleep over?" I said and laughed like an idiot.

I wasn't sure how that was gonna go over, but much to my surprise he didn't punch me.

"Would you please...And then calls yours and have her come take care of this" He said and groped his junk.

We both had a good natured laugh at each others expense. I could be wrong but the more Knox drank the more gentle he got. Or, perhaps he was dropping the front now that we know one another a little better.

"Cool if I take that bath dude?" He asked and removed his hat and glasses.

Knox was very handsome and had amazing facial structure.

"Yeah man...FYI the valves are touchy, so turn them slow...I'll grab ya a towel" I said.

As you might imagine Knox left the door open. I heard the water turn on. I located a towel and set it on the vanity in a quick in and out.

"I did see some bubble bath under the sink the other day if you're interested" I said as I left.

"Fuck I'm interested...Snag it for me dude" He replied instantly.

The curtain was mostly closed. Knox laid back and closed his eyes. I squatted and rummaged through my Grand Ma's ancient toiletries and found it.

I spun my head around to face Knox and informed him "Mr Bubble dude".

I could be mistaken but I was fairly certain he was checking out my ass.

"Nice" He said excitedly.

I stood and spun to face him and desperately tried to get it open. I'm sure this stuff is 20 years old. Knox saw my plight.

"Do the run it under hot water trick" He suggested.

I could see Knox in the mirrors reflection. His hands across his pecs then simultaneously down his stomach, Where I lost sight of them, but he was undoubtedly giving himself a tug. God damn he was sexy. The water tightened his dime sized nipples. My eyes wandered up his chest and to his handsome face. To my surprise he was looking back at me.

"Sup dude" Knox said just as our eyes connected.

I shrugged it off and desperately attempted to open this fucking shit with no results.

"There's a knife in my front left pocket" He suggested.

I found it quickly and carved a hole.

"Here you go dude" I said trying to not make eye contact, again.

"Just dump that shit in here man" Knox said and pushed the curtain all the way open.

His hard cock laid on his stomach and he weaved his fingers behind his head. Fucking hot!

"It's Cool...I know you wanna look...I got a nice piece huh?" He said.

I glanced at his manhood for a moment and replied "Big" and squeezed a fair amount of bubbles into the water.

"You're like that fag that watched me shower aren't you?" He asked.

"I'm sorry...I should have told you Knox...But yes I'm gay" I said and looked away.

As Knox mixed the water with his feet his shaft slid side to side on his incredibly flat stomach.

"Fucking look fag" He ordered.

Knox stood his pole upright and asked "Is that a nice slab of meat or what?"

"You know it is Knox" I said while watching him slap it against a leg.

"That drool I see?...Haha" He said and swatted me across the face hard and added "I should fucking beat you fag".

I said nothing and froze like a statue. I couldn't take my eyes off him and he loved it.

"It's your lucky day...I'm gonna let ya bath me fag" Knox said and stood with his back toward me.

Knox was a very big dude. When he extended his arms they easily reached each end of the surround. I bent over and grabbed the sponge floating between his legs. This was starting to feel like an episode of Spartacus and I didn't hate it.

"The fuck you waiting for bitch" He barked.

I started at the top and rubbed the sponge across his shoulders and arms. I don't think I've ever seen a wider frame. His waist very narrow comparatively. I slowly worked my way down to his lower back. I placed my left hand on his to shoulder brace myself.

"Did I say you could put your fag hands on me?" Knox bellowed.

I quickly withdrew my grip and sponged his buttocks. His butt muscled very also very well defined and created a small shelf, of sorts. Knox spread his stance a bit and I was able to see the back side of his hefty sack.

"Get in there bitch" He ordered.

I dipped the sponge and scrubbed his crack. My hand grazed his body.

"Your skin touches mine again and I'm gonna fucking beat you fag...Fucking got it?" He said and asked.

"I understand Knox" I replied and worked down his inner thighs.

Knox's legs were strong.

"Think you're all set Knox" I said and got back to my feet and dropped the sponge back in the water.

"I'll let ya know when I'm all set" He said and turned to face me.

I was in astonishment. His wet his bare chest radiated and the water on his arms provided such definition to his tattoo's. I started on his left arm and traveled across his shoulder to the right. His hairy pits got special attention. I wasn't ordinarily an arm pit guy but his did it for me. Knox stared at me the entire time.

"Haha...You getting fucking hard bitch?...You like washing me fag?" He asked.

"Yes Knox...Thank you" I replied without looking him in the face.

I slid the wet sponge across his chest and delicately rubbed his tasty little nipples and down his chiseled stomach. Knox's half hard cock was next. I paused and looked up to him.

"Fuck bitch...Wash the fucking pipe" He ordered.

I carefully sponged his ball sack and his cock began to grow. 6 inches, then 7. I cautiously ran the sponge along his shaft. As it reached 8 inches it stood at a perfect 90 degrees from his body.

"Bet you'd love to wrap them fag lips around that grade A beef" He said loudly.

Knox rested a hand on the top of my head and I prayed he was going to feed me his pipe, but that wasn't what happened. He used me to balance himself and lifted a foot onto the tub edge. My face must given him indication I was a fan.

"You like them big feet...Haha" He said and laughed at me.

I did like them, but didn't want to pump his ego any further by telling him. So, I kept quiet and enjoyed washing his giant extremities. He switched hands and foot simultaneously and his erect 8 inch cock swung from one side to the other. His swinging meat caught my eye.

"Get a good fucking look fag...Because that's all you gonna get" Knox stated.

I did take a good look. Knox was only to happy to swing it in my face.

"I believe you're clean Knox" I said and stood back up.

"All right...I'm done with you fag" He replied and pointed to the door.

I turned to leave after taking one last look at the alpha god.

"Hold up fag" He said and I froze then he asked "Something you wanna say bitch?"

I knew what he was looking to hear and replied "Thank you for allowing me to bath you Knox" without turning to face him.

"I can't hear you...You look at me when I speak to you fag" He barked.

I turned to see Knox slowly stroking his long pipe and repeated myself "Thank you for allowing me to bath you Knox"

"Close the door on your way out bitch" He said.

"Knox I'm drunk...Tired...And going to bed...I'll leave you a blanket on the couch" I said and pulled the door closed.

I heard the shower fire up as I assembled, what I believed to be an inviting bed, on the sofa and went into my room. I closed the door and engaged the near useless privacy latch. I wasn't sure how it happened, but I managed to get completely drench. I undressed and climbed into to bed. I thought I might just lay there and fantasize, but actually drifted off pretty quick. I was awoke when Knox sat on my chest.

"You fucking missed a spot fag" He said.

He pinned my arms with his knees and draped his cock across my face.

"Stick your fag tongue out...I need to scrub my dirty pipe on it" He ordered.

Knox slid himself back and forth on my outstretched licker and said quietly "How fucking sweet of you" As he slapped himself against my mouth.

I tried, with my limited ability to move, to get him in my mouth, but just when I got close he'd swat me across the face hard.

"You trying to suck cock fag?" He half asked.

I replied "Yes...Will you please allow me to suck your big manly pipe"

Knox didn't allow me. He instead got up and aggressively repositioned me. I laid on my back with head hanging off the edge of the mattress. I grabbed a blanket and covered myself. I doubt he had any desire to see my hard dick. I knew what was about to happened and I was excited, scared, but excited.

"I'm gonna fuck your fag mouth" Knox said as his ball sack covered my nose.

Knox rub himself all over my face and teased my mouth with his sticky head. I anticipated his next move correctly and got my tongue on his oozing helmet.

"How fucking sweet of you...Open your fucking mouth fag" He ordered.

I complied quickly and Knox forced himself down my throat. I choked as his balls rested on my nose. He wasted no time and began pumping my mouth hard and fast.

"It's your luck day faggot" He said as pumped even faster.

I gagged and choke and saliva ran down into my eyes. Knox stopped for a moment and looked at me and smiled.

"Get some air bitch" He said and no sooner bashed himself back into my throat forcing another round of coughing.

My eye watered and I gasped for air when I was able. Knox thumped away for another full minute and then pulled himself free of the vacuum.

"Quit your fucking crying...You fag's love this shit" He said and stood above me looking down upon me.

Knox, again, insistently repositioned me. He grabbed me by the shoulder and flipped me completely over and face down in the middle of the bed. I was impressed how easily he was able toss me around.

"Get that ass in the ass and back the shit up" Knox directed.

I slowly crept toward him and when I was close enough he controlled my movement. He pulled toward him till my knees reached the edge of the mattress and forced my legs apart. Knox made adjustments till he had the desired proximity.

"How some fucking gratitude faggot" He said and gave me an incredibly hard wallop.

"Owwwch...Thank you Knox" I whimpered.

"I didn't hear you fag" He said and belted me again.

"Mmmm...Thank you Knox choosing me to recieve the pipe...Thank you" I yelled.

Knox whacked me one more time and I let out another subtle cry. His big hands wandered and squeezed my reddened bottom. I heard and felt him deliver a wad of spit to my hole and with no prior warning he bottomed out in one forceful motion. I cried out in pain.

"You fucking love it" He said he began thumping away.

With each intense thrust I'd let out a whimper. Knox liked the whimpers.

"You got any clue how fucking lucky you are...Fag's been chasing this pipe for years" Knox said as his body slapped against mine, repeatedly.

"Thank you" I replied between moans.

His hands slid to my waist and he emphatically pulled me to him and then shoved me away. He stroked himself with my loins. I didn't think he'd care so I kept it to myself when I orgasmed. His rhythm slowed as his balls slapped against mine and his hands made their way to my shoulders. Narcissus was gonna cum.

Knox dumped his semen as deep as he could and added "Lucky fucking fag"

He pumped another 2 load into me before removing himself and shoved me halfway across the bed then left the room. A few hours later I got up to urinate and Knox was sleeping like a baby on the sofa. He looked so peaceful and handsome. I went back to bed feeling very satisfied. Boone may be a bit a longer, but Knox's thick piece, and aggressive flair left my anus tender.

I expected him to be gone when I got up, but there he was. He had an cocky little smile while he snored away. I quietly made some coffee and took it on to the porch. Another beautiful southern morning to add to the list. I heard the unmistakable sound of piss hitting water and then Knox stood on the opposite side of the screen door.

I spoke first "Morning handsome...There's fresh coffee on the counter"

He said nothing and left my view. I found him in the kitchen leaning against the counter.

"The fuck I do last night dude...I fucking blacked out" He said.

I hobbled to the coffee pot and replied "You were a perfect gentleman don't worry"

"You walking funny my man?" He asked.

"I'm fine...Thank you...You don't by chance know of a decent landscaper?" I asked.

"I do...My buddy Riley...Where's my phone I'll hit him up" He replied.

I limped to the couch and located it then handed to him.

Knox spoke in his phone "Riley...What's up dude...I got you a gig Bro-ski...Yeah...I'll shoot the address...Yeah...Adam...Laters" and he hanged up.

I followed him into the living room and watched as he pulled his boots on and went for the door.

"First thing tomorrow morning fag" He stated and vanished.

I thought to myself, Great I needed a day off. I was pretty sure Knox had, in fact, remembered the prior nights event, but his overactive egocentric brain refuses to acknowledge he fucked a gay guy.

To be continued......