Date: Mon, 27 Nov 2000 19:15:52 -0000 From: K B Subject: Yard Work - Part XI -- Next Steps Yard Work - Part XI -- Next Steps Sorry it's been so long. I hope this one makes-up for the time lapse. Comments are always appreciated... enjoy! Kyle = kyleslam@hotmail.com ===================================================================== I was about a mile from work when I realized I hadn't been watching where I was driving. Everything that happened this morning just kept playing out in my head... and I couldn't concentrate on anything else. After Alex called, I told Will pretty-much everything. He let me do all the talking, which surprised me. But, when I was done, his only question caught me off-guard: "Is he better than me?" he asked. I wanted to laugh, but I held it in. In hindsight, I guess I shouldn't have been surprised. I mean, I was his first and he is a young guy. He instantly started comparing himself to Alex... and I got lost in it for a minute - remembering what it was like to be his age. There was no comparison, really -- I told him that - and he seemed to accept it, but I knew I'd have to deal with it again later. I pulled-up to the office and made small talk with a couple of foremen on my way in. My secretary turned when the door opened and her face immediately changed. "Mike, why are you smiling like that?" She laughed. "Are you feeling ok?" Ever felt like someone could see right through you? That's how I felt just then. I gave her a quick answer - "Yeah, I'm fine... just having a good morning." I went to my office and closed the door, fished through my desk and found Alex's phone number. My hand was shaking a little as I dialed. "Hello?" It was Alex. We had a quick conversation. Things were getting better at home and he'd be returning in a few days. It was a quick conversation - mainly because I couldn't think of anything to say - but I kept the tone up on my end. I hung-up feeling a little guilty. I called Will and told him I'd be in a little late. I had a little problem brewing at a job site, but I decided to stop-by on my way home. The day flew by and at 6:15, I pushed everyone out of the office and headed for the site. It seemed simple enough, really, but I wanted to check it out for myself. See, even though this site is enclosed by a chain- link fence, materials and tools were still disappearing. So, I put a little trailer on the site and picked two of the biggest, meanest-looking guys working for me to stay out there at night... and my materials were STILL being stolen. Tonight, I was gonna' make a surprise visit. It was 7:45 when I got there. I pulled-up to the edge of the site and let my eyes adjust to the darkness before I left the truck. The air was hot and sticky - no wind at all... and it seemed too quiet. I walked around the perimeter to get in through the back gate, trying not to make any noise. I opened the lock and tried to be careful with the chain, but half-way through, I figured that if I made a little noise I'd see if the guys were really there. I let the chain clank against the metal post, but neither Jim nor Eddie came to investigate. As I walked past the stacks of wood, concrete blocks and equipment, I was straining to see where I was going. The trailer was in plain site, but it was dark. I thought no one was in there... until I got next to it. There was definitely someone inside. I could hear voices and movement, for sure. I dug to the bottom of my pocket for the key and let myself in. Yep, there was definitely something going on. It sounded like one of the guys had a hot date with him and was fucking her brains out. I heard some moaning and grunting, but no talking. I walked down the hall to the bedroom. I was gonna' scare the shit out of them... and it was gonna' be fun! The bedroom door was open, so I reached in, felt the lightswitch and flipped it up... and fell backward when the light came on. There was fucking going-on alright, but it was Eddie and Jim. They froze... and I froze... Jim was face-up on top of Eddie and Eddie had his dick firmly planted up Jim's ass. They were both sweating and panting and... "I just needed to check on some things," I said as I turned the light out. I kept talking as I backed out of the doorway. "I'm gonna' walk around the yard, then leave... I'll lock-up." I left the trailer and looked around the yard. Damn - no wonder things had been disappearing. With those two clowns going at it all night anyone could get in here. I mean, I didn't really care about WHAT they were doing, but I was paying them well to stay here and keep an eye on the site. They could finish their fun tonight, but tomorrow, I was gonna' lay into both of them. I was halfway across the yard when I heard the trailer door shut behind me. I looked to see Eddie coming at me. He kept his head down and his hands were in the pockets of his overalls, but I could see the bulge behind the zipper... my mind flashed back to what I'd seen in the bedroom and the thoughts started flooding in -- 'I wonder how tight his ass is... he's a pretty muscular guy... not a bad bod... a thick cock...' I took a deep breath and he stopped about three feet from me. "Boss, I... uh...." He couldn't even get the words out. I helped him out. "Eddie, I don't care what you and Jim do... but I need you guys to watch this place and listen for someone breaking into the yard. I've lost about twenty-five thousand dollars worth of equipment and supplies... and all because you two are so busy fucking each other that you're not doing what I pay you to do!" I didn't mean to get so loud, but by saying it all out-loud it started making me mad. When I stopped, I could hear my voice echoing across the yard. "We'll do better," he said... and there was a huge cloud of shame over him. "You're not gonna' tell anyone about this, are you?" "No, Ed," I was quieter. "I told you - I don't care what you do with Jim or anyone else. It's none of my business, and...." He cut me off. "We... I... it just happened with me and Jim, but I'm not a fag." "I told you, I don't give a fuck what you are. Do your damn job and suck cock on your own time!" I started walking away. About ten steps out, I looked back - y'know - the way you just instinctively look behind you when you're walking away from someone. Well, when I turned around he was still standing there... and he was looking at my ass! I turned around and kept walking... but I smiled... I couldn't help it. At 9:30 I turned into my driveway. Tired, hungry - and a little smelly from the day - I was ready to shower and go to sleep. I walked in through the garage and dumped my shoes in the laundry room piling my clothes on top of my work boots. The cool air started licking the sweat off my back and I shivered. My balls were hanging full-down from the heat and I just stood there for a minute... relaxing and getting cool. I thought about taking a swim, but I really was too tired, so I headed to my bathroom. The house was quiet, except for music coming from upstairs. It wasn't loud enough that I could tell what was playing, but I could hear it. 'I'll go up and see Will when I get out of the shower,' I thought. The bedroom light was enough to see by, so I left the bathroom light off while I showered. To me, there's something ultra-relaxing about showering in the dark, so I took my time -- letting the water pulse onto my shoulders and down my hot skin. I hadn't really had this much time to myself in a while, so I hadn't thought about keeping up my hair- trimming rituals... not until I washed my crack and found that the hair around my ass hole had grown back in full force. I lathered with the bar of soap and shaved my hole clean. I figured I could trim everything else before Alex came back this weekend. Drying off, I looked at the clock and saw that it was already 10:15. I half-expected Will to come downstairs and jump into the shower with me, but he didn't. I finished drying-off and brushed my teeth, thinking of everything I'd eaten that day... and, though the shower cooled me off, I just slipped-on some boxers and headed upstairs. As I looked down the hall toward his room I could hear that the music was still on, but the light in the room was off. I knocked. No answer... so I knocked again - a little louder. Nothing. I opened the door a little and peeked in. I hadn't turned the hall light on, but the green light from the stereo cast a glow across the room. "Will?" I whispered. I could see a form in the bed, but I wasn't really sure what I was seeing. I moved closer and saw that Will was lying on his stomach... the top sheet laying lightly across his waist - his tanned upper body uncovered. His breathing was deep and I could tell he was asleep. The music was actually softer than I'd thought though I was certain I could hear it downstairs. It was either the radio or a CD, but in either case, I really liked it. Jazz-fusion, I think... funky and entrancing. I knelt next to the bed and leaned into his bronze skin taking a deep breath smelling his clean body. My mind started whirling a little. 'What am I going to do when Alex gets back?' I thought. Afterall, Will's parent's weren't coming back for another three weeks... and which one of them did I want more? Without thinking, I stroked my fingers across his back. His warm skin was smooth on my fingertips. I made a trail downward for the thin tuft of blonde hair at the base of his back and he arched toward my hand. At that point, I couldn't be certain that he was still asleep, but I wanted nothing more than to be next to him. I lifted the sheet, easing my frame behind his and melted next to him. He rolled onto his side and nuzzled his back against me. I was already hard just being next to him, but I really wanted to lay with him for a few minutes. I wrapped my arm around his waist and laid my hand on his stomach, my middle finger finding his belly button... my fingers nestled in his warm "happy trail." He reached back, resting his arm on mine... his hand laying on mine... his fingers curled between mine... I nudged closer to him, my lips touching his shoulder, and immediately relaxed. I woke-up hours later. Will's face was close to mine, his eyes wide-open, a smirk across his face. "What are you doing?" I asked, my voice deep and low and groggy. "Watching you sleep," he smiled. His teeth were perfect. "How long have you been watching me? What time is it?" "A little while... it's early... why?" I shrugged. "Just asking." He leaned forward and eased a kiss onto my lips. I felt my pulse quicken and the blood started rushing to my groin. "I'm having a good time with you," he whispered. "Me too," I whispered back. I felt his hand on my stomach and my muscles retracted, surprised. "I know you're tired," he started. "Why don't you just lay there and relax... I want some time with your body." His hands reached for the waistband of my boxers as I rolled onto my back. I lifted my pelvis and he slid under the covers to get my boxers off. My hard-on was full by that point, but I wanted to see where his imagination was going, so I lay still... as directed. He stayed under the sheet - his head at the foot of the bed - and for a few seconds, I really wasn't sure what he was doing, so I reached out... and felt his nude flesh. He'd already taken-off his underwear. Then, I felt his lips gently brush my ankle. My cock jumped and I could feel the hair on my legs standing-up. He alternated between kissing and licking my legs all the way up one side and down the other, then back again. He came out from the covers to kiss me and laid his full weight on top of me -- his throbbing cock pressed next to mine. I was fully awake now. I worked my hands into his skin, the muscles on his back flexing as he ran his fingers through my hair with one hand and cradled my neck in the palm of his other hand. He was taking control of me... something I didn't allow very often... but I didn't think about it. I gave-in to him. His tongue was probing my mouth and he wouldn't let-up. He really did seem to want to do all the work and I was happy to let him. He kissed my face and ears and neck, working his way to my nipples - gently kissing and sucking... I was moaning before I could think about it. I could tell he was pacing himself - and teasing me a little - because he didn't make a straight shot for my cock. Instead, he kissed my stomach with his wet lips and worked his way past my hard-on, spreading my legs with his strong hands and nuzzling his lips into the hairs between my legs. His breath misted the sensitive, clean-shaven skin around my hole... then he brushed his tongue gently around in a circle. I couldn't stay still at that point. The saliva in my mouth was getting thick and a lump was forming in my throat and I just had to interact... I had to taste him. With his head between my legs, his ass was already turned toward me, so I grabbed his hips and pulled him toward me. He tried to resist, but didn't put-up much of a fight, so I got my way - lifting his leg so that he'd be straddling me. I breathed-in his warm smell. Unlike me, he didn't shave anywhere so I ran my tongue through the thick blonde hairs between his legs. I instantly thought of giving him a hickey right there... there where no one but me would see it, so I pushed my face into his crack and sucked on the hard ridge between his legs. He moaned - and probably would have stopped otherwise - but he was also intent on getting me there... so he pulled away and turned so that I couldn't get at his ass or anywhere near there. He was still wetting my ass with his tongue and I already felt like I was going to explode. "Will," I managed, "I'm getting really close." I swallowed hard to get rid of the thick gob of spit sitting on my tongue. "Fuck my mouth," he said, and he took my cock into his throat. I thrust two, maybe three times and sucked-in a deep breath. My cock swelled and I held it... but his tongue was massaging my slit so much that I couldn't hold back. My hard dick jumped and his mouth was filled with my jizz. I grunted loudly as the sting of cum sent a shockwave running up my back. He was sucking wildly now, and he turned his body away from me so I couldn't get to him to reciprocate. I was totally spent - emotionally and physically - but I wanted him to cum, too. "Are you ready now?" I asked him, trying to push the exhaustion out of my voice. "Not this time," he said. "This was YOUR moment." I smiled... and he smiled... and he kissed me - full and wet and tasting like my cum. I stayed on my back and he rested his head on my chest. We lay there, under the sheet, and relaxed... and slept.