Trailer park boys.

By Michael

Published on Nov 26, 2023

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Trailer park boys. Part 5

I was sunning myself in a speedo when Riley's truck stopped across the end of the driveway. He climbed out and headed my way.

"Adam?" He asked as he got closer.

"Yes sir...Morning" I replied and continued observing.

How fortunate! Riley was another good looking guy. I'd guess 5'10" and pretty lanky. He had shoulder length straight hair and a bandana wrapped around his forehead. He sported a mustache you typically would not see these days and there was something very 80's porn about it. The skin I could see was golden brown. He wore jean cut-offs and a baggy flannel shirt with just a couple buttons down up. Currently wearing flip flops but judging by the distinct tan lines he more commonly wore boots. I had an eye for feet and Riley's were nice and wide. Easily size 12's I thought.

"Beautiful morning" I said just he reached the bottom step.

"The glory of the lord upon us" He said and looked to the heavens.

I didn't notice before but when the sun caught his cross necklace it sparkled and I thought, Houston We have a problem. He walked up the stairs and sat on the railing.

"So...What were you thinking Adam?" He asked.

I doubt he really wanted to know what was on my mind because it was most definitely sacrilege. He was inquiring to the work I had intended to have done. Maybe Riley had issue with eye contact, but when he spoke to me his eyes wandered up and down my body before meeting with mine again. Maybe there was a shot in hell! I went down the stairs first and he followed behind.

"Adam...You okay my friend?...Your back side is bruised up" He asked me.

"Oh...Yeah...I Slipped in the shower...I'm fine thank you" I replied.

I doubted he believed that story, and it wasn't till later that I was certain. I checked myself in the mirror and there was a distinct hand print amid the swollen tissue.

"I'm not looking for anything special Riley...Just a general clean-up really" I said and pulled the shed door open and added "All this could go...Except for the kayak, and if you come across any photos I'd like to have those also" And pointed inside the shed. I hadn't really looked at the yard since my arrival, but it was pretty well trashed.

"All that seems doable...Quite a bit more work than I anticipated...I'll have to get some help" He replied and put his phone an ear.

Into the phone "Looks I'm gonna need you today after all Mason...Yeah I'll text you the address" And hung up.

"How's $200 sound Adam" Riley asked.

"Fair...That sounds fair" I replied.

"Great...I'll get started" He said.

"If you need anything holler" I stated and went back in the house and put on more clothing.

I heard another vehicle pull up and some chatting around back. I went to introduce myself.

"You must be Mason...Adam" I said and extended a hand.

Mason was sexy as hell! He was super fit and had a nicely cropped red-ish beard. Judging by the way he wore a hat I'd put him around 20, possibly a bit younger though. I'd seen guys like this before. When Mason spoke he'd lift his shirt up to show off his ripped stomach and his t-shirt had a single word in repetition, "Hustler". He had the most amazing blue eyes.

"Sup dude" Mason answered and ignored the offered hand.

"I'll leave you guys too it then" I said and went back inside, again.

As soon as the screen door closed I overheard Mason.

"Dude...Adam's a pole smoker" He said quietly, but enthusiastically.

I went in the bedroom and folded some laundry. Not that it was intended, but I could more easily hear them talk here.

Mason said to Riley "20 bucks that cat's a queer"

Riley responded "Bet...How you plan on finding out?"

Mason stated "Fucking easy dude" and laughed.

I few minutes went by without banter. Then I turned and Mason's face was against the screen watching me fold my clothes.

"Sup Adam" He said.

"Hey Mason...How's it going out there?" I asked politely.

Mason said "Nothing to it but to do it dude...Hey Adam you're a cocksucker ain't ya?"

He definitely caught me off guard and I looked at him in disbelief. While I did admired his forwardness the tone was a bit insulting.

I chose my words and replied "I am gay if that's what you're asking"

Mason hooted a bit and said to Riley "Told you dude...I can spot them"

Riley said nothing in response and continued the work.

Mason, again surprised me, and asked "Wanna suck me off later?"

I was immediately intrigued, but also felt disrespected. I didn't give him an answer, but I did walk to the window and slam it in his face.

Mason "I get it you can't verbalize...Just slam the window in my face if you down".

Thankfully he didn't see the smile his cleverness put on my face. I'd say there is a pretty good chance I would be sucking him off later. I went on with my chores. Riley knocked on the door.

"Hope I'm not bothering you, but could we possible get some water or something" He asked very nicely.

"Sure...I'll bring it to ya'll" I replied.

I prepared a couple tall glasses of iced water and kicked the door open with a foot. Riley graciously accepted a glass.

"Where's Mason?" I asked him.

"Don't worry baby I'm right here" Mason answered and walked out of the shed.

As he shuffled toward me he, with a single hand, pulled his shirt over his head. By the time he reached me his pants had wandered down and some bushy red tinted hair peeked over his waist line. He was super pale. I guess considering his hair that should be surprising. In that moment he got me.

"Thanks baby" He said and downed the entire glass, handed back to me than added "That how big my piece is in case you been wondering"

Mason certainly had a gift for leaving me speechless. I shook my head in disbelief and went back to the house. Just as I pulled the screen door open Mason hollered and I stopped to look towards him.

"I get lunch in an hour baby" He stated and gave me a goofy smile combined with a double thumbs up.

I couldn't help myself and threw him a smile. He was cute for sure. Something about a guy who isn't afraid to pursue what they wanted from life I found sexy. I went inside and could easily over hear Mason, in fact, the entire neighborhood probably heard him.

"Getting me some head yo!" He said to Riley.

I stood at the sink and visualized a cock similarly sized to the glass. 7 to 7.5 inches long and a good 7 inch around. What is with this place? The should change the name to "Hung-ville" Riley knocked the door again.

"I wanted to apologize for Mason...You want me to send him home?" He asked.

I replied "It's fine Riley...I can handle guys like him"

I went in the kitchen to make something to eat and I could hear Mason outside "T minus 30 minutes" He, again, made me smile. I put the rest of the groceries away "T-minus 15 minutes" Then Riley spoke up.

"Just go already dude...Christ" He said to Mason.

I heard the screen door open and slam closed "Where you at?" He yelled.

"In the kitchen Mason...Hungry?" I yelled in return.

He was directly behind me when he responded "Nah baby...You hungry?" He said as his rough hand grasped the back of my neck.

I nearly had a panic attack then spoke "You startled me Mason" I said.

I nervously continued throwing together a sandwich. Mason's grip grew tighter.

"I ain't no queer baby" He said and moved his mouth closer to my ear and added "But damn I do love their inclinations "

I dropped the butter knife on the floor and said "I can get that later" then tensed up a bit.

"Just chill baby...Ain't nothing to it" He said and guided me to the bathroom.

Mason opened the window and sat on the front edge of the vanity then lit a cigarette that had previously been tucked behind an ear. He took a couple of big drags and blew it out the windows. Than he looked at me.

"But to do it" He said completing his previous comment and nodded indicating I should be kneeled in front of him.

Mason grabbed my hand and placed it on his stomach and said "Do what you do baby"

I added a second hand and ran them over his chest and stomach. I gave each quarter sized pink nipple a gentle twist before undoing his top button and quickly dropping the zipper. Mason's sagging pants went to the ground. His cock sprung upward and bounced off my chin. He wasn't kidding. 7.5 inches of pale chunky cock. I admired his meat.

"How did you know I was the kind of gay that would blow some random dude Mason" I asked just before taking the head into my mouth for a couple quick tongue swirls.

He took a big drag, exhaled and said "If there's another kind I ain't met him yet".

I took his entire length and slowly retreated several times in succession and cupped his sack in a hand.

"We got a fucking pro here yo" Mason said and tossed his smoke in the toilet.

I figured Mason for a face fucker, but he was patient and gentle. He rested his palms on the vanity and leaned back a bit and let me do my thang.

"Suck me baby" He said softly.

I picked up my tempo a bit, but continued the method. All the way down and slow to come off. I had not seen red pubic hair before, but it complimented his pasty white skin perfectly.

"Fuck yeah baby...Satisfy that big dick" He said as his hips began to pump slightly.

I picked up the tempo even more and bobbed on his pole fast. Mason watched my efforts.

"That better than some turkey sandwich baby?" He asked and ran his fingers through my hair.

"Mmmm...Hmmm" I replied and kept at it.

"I'm gonna spew baby" He said loudly.

I slowed my roll and an approving smile covered his. Mason shot 3 decent sized batches down my windpipe. His tense body instantly relaxed. I ran my hands up his torso and mouth washed his pole till he was mostly limp.

"You know your way around a cock...I'll give ya that baby" He said and lit another smoke.

I slid his pants back up and stuffed his package back into it's confines.

"I've had some practice lately" I said and smiled.

Mason tossed a second cigarette in the toilet and said "Lunch break's over" And went towards the door.

"Hey Mason you want my number?" I asked him.

He stopped and said "You wanna be my on call queer?"

"Please" I replied.

"I like variety, but yeah...I'll snag it from Riley" Mason said as he went out the door.

I watched TV till Riley knocked at the door.

"We're done" He said while not making eye contact.

I glanced at the yard and replied "Looks nice...Let me grab your money...Be back in a jiffy"

It took only a minute and I heard vehicles start and leave. Riley left without his money. I didn't have his number so I guess I'll just hang on to it. I went on with my day. Mopped the kitchen and gave the bathroom a long over due scrub. Around 6pm I got a text.

"Adam...This is Riley...I'm coming to get my money" He texted.

Now, Riley was normally quite polite. Maybe it was me, but that message did not read polite. I heard his vehicle race into the park and stop abruptly outside my trailer. He knocked and than walked in like he owned the joint. I knew immediately he had been drinking.

"Hey Riley...Have a seat...Care for a beer?" I asked him.

"That would be great" He replied and smashed down on the sofa.

I handed him the can and opened one for myself and sat on the opposite end of the couch.

"Adam if you don't have the money I'm sure we could work something out" He said quickly.

"Got it right Riley and pulled 2 hundred dollar bills from my pocket and handed it to him.

He seemed nervous. I wasn't used to that. Typically I'm the nervous nelly.

"You okay Riley?" I asked him.

"Yeah I'm fine...Why would you ask that?" He inquired.

"You seem a little or something anxious" I responded.

"I'm good...Thanks for the beer" He stated and pounded the entire can.

"Wow...another?" I asked.

"Please" He very speedily answered.

We sat in near silence and enjoyed our beers. Riley was uneasy for sure. I was starting to put things together. I had to let Riley move at what ever speed was comfortable for him. Guys like him scare easy and I didn't want him to bail.

"Riley...Why did you take off earlier?...I told you I was gonna grab your money" I asked.

"I had an emergency" He said and finished his second beer and handed me the empty.

"Oh no...I hope everything is okay" I inquired genuinely.

"Thank you for your concern" He said in a tone.

After 2 more beers Riley seemed to relax a little. His body language had changed entirely.

"I'm sorry about Mason...He can be something else at times...He's a good worker though" Riley said.

"He's cool" I replied and moved a bit closer to him.

I didn't want to spook him, but I did want him to know I was interested. Riley's nervousness was a turn on. I took a chance and leaned toward him and cupped his necklace in my palm. The back of my hand rested on his chest and his heart was racing. He tensed up instantly.

"That is pretty...You religious Riley?" I asked.

"Noottt Rreaally" He stuttered a bit.

I didn't think drawing attention to his apprehension would be smart so I let it pass by. I got up and went to the bathroom.

Riley said "I hope Mason wasn't too rough with you"

I replied as I washed my hands "I get why you might think that but he was gentleman"

"That's a first...I have never heard anyone refer to Mason as a gentle man" He said and laughed.

We were getting some where now. His tone was casual and his words a bit more carefree. I stood at the end of the sofa.

"Beer?" I asked.

"I've had enough...Thank you...I should probably get going soon" Riley replied and tilted his brew.

"You sure...There's just 2 left...Come on let finish them off" I pleaded.

"Twist my arm" He said and raised an arm into the arm.

I thought his gesture figurative, but it appeared he intended to hang in the lurch till I did, in fact, twist his arm. I took his arm with both hand and gave it a gentle turn. His skin was so warm and soft. There was also zero hair on his forearm. I went and grabbed the last 2 brews and sat back on the sofa.

"Here you go my friend" I said and dropped the beer into his crotch.

Riley about came out of skin and yelled "Fucking cold"

He quickly snatched the frigid can and his other hand vigorously rubbed at his crotch. I did not watch the hand that had a beer in it...Haha. It got quiet for a minute. Than Riley spoke up.

"Sorry I'm not more like Mason" He stated.

"Don't be...He's a tool...Haha" I said.

"I know that's right" He said and we both laughed.

"I'm gonna start some laundry...Need to wash my sheets...Don't sneak away again" I said and patted him on the thigh and gave him a wink.

The washer/dry were in a hall closet. Riley's end of the sofa was just out of view but I could see his right boot given the way he sat and that was comforting.

"So how does this work?" Riley hollered.

"How does what work?" I asked in return and peeked around the corner to see what he talking about.

He had removed his shirt and was removing his boots. I continued loading the washer.

"Do you put movies on for guys or what?" He asked.

"I mean...I have movies...But probably not anything you'd enjoy" I said loudly.

"You don't know me" He said.

"Fine...Grab my phone and tap the video icon on the home screen...Hit the one that says Liam" I said.

I dumped some detergent, dropped the lid and cranked the dial. I walked around the back side of the couch and looked over Riley's shoulder. The video had just started and Liam was in the bathroom by himself at this point.

"You sure this is porn?" Riley asked.

"Oh yeah" I replied as I came into view on the screen.

Riley looked me appearing a bit disgusted then turned his eyes back to the phone. We watched in silence. The thin white cotton fabric in his lap moved around a bit.

"Wait a minute...I know Liam...He's a plumber right?" He asked me.

The video was at the point where I gnawed Liam's cock through his jeans. I didn't need to see anymore and I sat back on the sofa. I enjoyed watching Riley's reactions.

"Jesus" Riley said and looked at me again. His eyes were huge.

"Thought you weren't religious...Haha" I said cleverly.

I Slyly slipped on to the floor and put myself between Riley's legs and slid my hands up his hairless thighs and across his boxers. The meat rested on his right hip. With both hands I tightened the fabric to reveal his length.

"Nice" I said as my left hand slowly ran the length.

Riley turned his gaze to his lap and said "I hope you're not disappointed...I'm no Liam" and pouted out his bottom lip.

"Maybe not...You know what you are though?" I asked and shot him a smile.

"Here" He answered very quickly and smiled back.

"Exactly" I answered.

Riley continued watching me throat Liam and I slid backwards and removed his socks one a t a time and casually pushed his legs together then tugged on his boxers. He noticed I was having a hard time.

Riley lifted his buttocks off the sofa and said "There you go"

I had gotten them mid thigh when I heard his cock slap against his stomach. He sat back down while I slid them down his legs and over his big white feet. Riley slowly spread his legs very wide. I got my first unobstructed view of his nakedness. While it's true he's not Liam. He was at least 8 inches, Who would have thought?? Right?? I moved into position and wrapped a hand around the base and stood him upright. Yup, 8 inches, with a slight curve to my right, his left.

"Wait" Riley said.

"Yes" I said softly.

"Should I record?" He asked.

"If you want to" I answered and moved a bit closer.

Riley fiddled with phone and pointed it at me than asked "Can I call you names and shit?"

"If you want to" I replied while licked his sack and slowly stroked the shaft.

"That's fucking awesome...Lick my sweaty sack faggot" He demanded and held my head accordingly.

He arms relaxed and my tongue roamed to the base of his cock and made a laxed upward trip the the head.

"Fucking A" He said and watched me kiss the back side of his helmet.

I stuck my tongue out and tapped his cock on it and said "I fucking love cock Riley"

"Quit telling me and start showing me faggot" He replied and grabbed wad of my hair.

I took his head in my mouth and swirled my tongue around it. Riley's eye got huge again.

"Oh my fucking God" He yelled and placed a hand on the back of my head and applied downward pressure and added "Swallow it all...I know you can fag".

Riley's pole was very hard and had minimal flexibility so throating him was going to be difficult. 5 inches in and his head hit the back of my throat and I tried to gulp him down but it wouldn't pop. Riley watched.

"All of it fag...Every fucking inch" He barked and pushed me down.

Again I couldn't get his hard rod to make the turn, but I sucked him just the same. My eyes met his disapproving gaze.

"Is there a fucking problem...Take it all" He roared and placed a second hand on my head then added "Deep throat me faggot"

I accessed the situation and said "Put your right leg on the couch and turn your body length wise"

Riley was quick to accommodate. I went back in over the left side of body. I needed to make his curve an advantage not a hindrance. In a single downward trek my nose buried in his pubic hair.

"That's what I'm fucking saying" Riley said as he forcefully moved me up and down.

I choked, but if I've learned nothing else in the last week, a little gag here and there really got guys off. Riley guided my every move.

"Mason went on and on about your skill set...Suck faggot" He said loudly and worked my mouth up and down even faster.

I got air when I could and swallowed cock when I had to. I can't lie, I liked him controlling me.

"You gonna be a good fag and swallow my nut?" He asked than quickly answered his own question "Of course you are" An he held himself balls deep for a few seconds.

After a dozen additional full length plunges he shot his wad.

"Fuck yes...Oh my fucking God...Eat it up fag...You earned it" He said softly and the hands left my head.

I laid on the sofa and watched Riley get dressed. He had no tan lines other than at the ankle. The the same golden brown continued uninterrupted down his chest past his waist and on to his legs.

"You know you're handsome Riley...Right?...I kind of felt you feel you're lacking in some way" I said.

He just looked at me and his face said it all. He didn't give a shit what I thought.

"You gonna be around then?" He asked without looking towards me.

"Yes...Well...I'm gonna go kayak for a couple days, but after that Yes" I replied.

He went out the door and I stood on the porch and waved.

"Oh hey...Would you give Mason my number please?" I yelled just as his truck fired up.

He ignored me and sped away.

To be continued......

Next: Chapter 6


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