Date: Thu, 2 Dec 2010 17:38:00 -0400 From: Chris Johns Subject: The Car Wash Guy, Ch2 New Love, First Love Series The Car Wash Guy Part 2 - Trent I was pretty young when Dad was killed. Devastated wouldn't come close to describing my feelings. He was a Marine Officer but with me he was a proper Dad. We did everything together when he was home and he filled my heart, I loved him so much. Mum was as cut up as I was when we were told he had been killed by a roadside bomb. What a waste of a fantastic man. I guess our mutual grief brought us closer together than we had been when Dad was alive. So, I grew up surrounded by love and memories that for years made me cry. Mum was always there for me and never called me soft or a pussy boy for crying for my Dad. Into my teens and I started looking at men in a different way. I think I was looking for a father figure. Mum picked up on it and we talked. She was a pretty canny lady, she didn't take long to realise after I hit puberty that I was looking for something sexual as well as someone I could look up to. The problem was, Mum never had any boyfriends I could bond with. She said there wouldn't be either because there wasn't another man on the planet to compare with Dad and she wouldn't compromise. I fooled around a bit with some friends from school and by the time I was fifteen I was convinced I was gay. No problem with Mum and we were able to talk. She knew I wanted a lover who was older than me, maybe not by much, but I needed someone to look out for me like my Dad had. Someone I could respect as well as love. Someone level headed who could and would listen to me and any worries I had. Someone who would make me feel loved like my Dad had, but give me wonderful loving sex. A bit of a tall order I guess. I sometimes wondered if that was the reason I went across town to scrounge for work to help build my college fund. We weren't poor but I wouldn't let Mum fund everything. Not very clever really because most of the work I got was from married men with families. The exception just dropped in my lap the first weekend of summer recess when I was seventeen. Mr. Collins always gave me work at weekends, usually car cleaning and because I was good he told me to charge $25 because I was worth it. He also gave me yard work and told me to quote a price per job because I was such a good worker I would end up with a good daily rate. I did and where he could, he got me work with other guys in his neighbourhood. The guy next door was one on this weekend. It was still quite early in the morning when I finished cleaning John's car and he didn't have any more jobs for me. I had a friend with me who didn't do much except distract me with his chatter. When I finished John asked me if I had any more work booked and looking a little down in the mouth I told him I hadn't. "My next door neighbour has a lot needs doing, car and yard. He would like to see you after this if you want to try for work. Your young friend will have to make tracks Trent, Ralph doesn't want non workers hanging around." "That's ok Mr. Collins, no problem, and thanks." "Ok, go through the side gate, Ralph's working in the back yard." I walked into the yard next door and was so pleased the guy was distracted by something because he didn't see or hear me. I scoped him out, he looked amazing what I could see. He was kneeling, weeding a flower bed but I guessed he was an easy six foot tall. He was well built with a very athletic looking body. As I got closer I could see enough of his features to know he was good looking as well and very young to have a house here. When I got really close to him I spoke and he nearly jumped out of his skin. I didn't get the chance to see much more because he sent me up to the house. I stood watching his reflection in the patio doors as he walked back up the yard from his compacter. I could see the outline of his cock clearly, it looked very thrilling. I could also see that everything else about him was a serious turn on. I had to quickly think of horrible things because my cock was reacting. He was so easy to talk to, I just knew I wanted to work with him for ages. I got the chance after I finished his car which was pretty cool. I didn't know how much to quote him for three hours work, I didn't want him to turn me down, I would have worked for nothing, just to be near him. I held my breath after the quote until he agreed it. I tried not to show how pleased I was. Then he started saying things that I realised were a bit provocative and it soon clicked, he was gay. I couldn't believe my luck. I tried so hard to be cool and adult for the remainder of the afternoon but when we got naked I nearly died, his cock was absolutely incredible. It must have been nearly a foot long and I nearly orgasmed at the thought of him using it on me. I knew enough about anal sex to know it would hurt like hell to start with, but then something like that would probably drive me insane. The reality the first time was that I never even got to touch it. He made love to me, almost taking my sanity. I couldn't believe anyone made love with so much tenderness and passion. He appeared to be exploring my whole body and watching the reaction to know what I liked most. When he rimmed me and then just eased one finger into fuck me with it I thought that was a prelude to him fucking me completely, but instead he returned to my cock and sent me off into deep space. I had never orgasmed so intensely and nearly fainted. When I recovered and joined him in the kitchen I was a little frightened. I realised that in very short order I had feelings for this guy that could cause me serious emotional pain. I wanted to just jump in and take what I could, but I remembered what it was like to lose someone I loved so I stepped back. When we went to bed and he spooned me I was rock hard and was so tempted to beg him to fuck me, but I didn't, and I'm pleased now because what he told me made me more sure of my subsequent actions. I was sure he wasn't feeding me any bullshit, he almost seemed younger than me as he tried to explain his feelings. I realised that like me, he was on the brink of falling in love and he was very unsure because it was happening so fast and he admitted he didn't want to screw up with me. That was the main reason he hadn't fucked me the first time. He took me home and I don't know how I stopped myself from laughing when I introduced him to Mum. He was such a macho looking guy but he was behaving like a very unsure twelve year old. I wanted to take him in my arms and tell him it was alright. I was beginning to wonder who was going to be the dominant male in our relationship. In the event I needn't have worried. He was definitely the boss. When I started back to school I was always moaning to Mum that Ralph was a slave driver when it came to school work. "Well, you don't have to put up with it son. Pack your bags and I'll come and collect you." That was always good for a laugh because she knew I loved my man with all my heart by the time summer break had finished. Anyway, back to our second day together. Mum was surprised Ralph was so young, but once he had got over the nervousness attached to effectively telling Mum we were lovers his true character blossomed. By the time we left to go back to the house, me with packed bags, he was the dominant male I wanted, and probably needed. Knowing that we had all summer to find out how we truly felt about each other was a wonderful release. Ralph became very relaxed around me and every time we were close enough, he would touch me gently and smile. I used to hate it when anyone ruffled my hair but with Ralph I loved it, and he would just touch my cheek to make me look at him. His eyes told me more than his words and I knew he was falling in love with me big time. I wanted to go naked in the house in the hope he would do the same, I wanted to scope out his groin all the time, it was amazing, and around me he was never completely soft. I started as soon as we got back from Mum's. "Won't work Baby. Every time I look at you I will lose the battle to keep my hands off you and we'll never do anything but make love." "Ooh lovely. How many times a day do you think you could fuck me?" That was when I realised how much he thought of me in only our second day together. "Don't joke about that Trent, I want to do it so much, but I'm so scared, I know it will hurt and I don't want to hurt you, ever." I dropped it, but at the first opportunity I went on the web and did some serious research. Yes it would hurt however carefully he opened me up. If I was completely relaxed it would cut down the pain enormously, and I knew I would be relaxed. He would need to use lots of lubricant, and a water or petroleum based gel would be best. They talked extensively about safe sex on the web but that didn't worry me. Ralph admitted he hadn't been involved in anal sex for years. He told me about Hector and how he had wanted to take him in his ass but was terrified because of his size. "Would you like me to fuck you then as I'm only little?" He laughed and grabbed me in a bear hug, I loved it. "Yes, and I'd sooner you made love to me rather than just fucked me. Plus, you aren't little, you are just perfect." I preened, he said the nicest things. "But I want to make love to you like I did yesterday." "Ok, for now, but only if you let me play with you as well. I want to get my hands on your monster." I was grinning, but inside I was nearly gagging to get my hands on his tool. I wanted to start practising to deep throat it. Yeah, I know, very unlikely I was going to get ten inches down my throat, but God, the fun in trying. "We'll see, like to try out again now?" I looked into a pair of laughing eyes that were filled with what I soon learnt was love. We did go to bed for a couple of hours. We 69ed for a little while but when he orgasmed it was the same as the previous day. He was between my legs and orgasmed with me without me touching him again. Playing with him and sucking him was amazing. I could only get a few inches in my mouth but it still felt out of this world. He was so hard yet it felt silky as well. I played with his balls and kissed behind them. That was definitely a place to remember, he nearly hit the roof. I touched his anus as well and that was the same. I stored that knowledge away. I knew that one day I would make love to him and I was going to take him round the planets, to pay him back for the wonders he had visited on me. We just pottered for the remainder of the day. He showed me where everything was, and I let him. Silly really. When he went to work the next day I would have hours to wander and check where everything was. He was a bit nervous I realised later. When we went to bed I asked him if I could make love to him this time and he nodded his assent. I just did to him what he had done to me until he was really spacing out and then I spread his legs wider, bent them at the knee and started exciting the area behind his balls, all the way through to his anus. Man, did I ever hit pay dirt there, he was so sensitive he orgasmed almost straight away. I just continued licking and kissing until I saw he was getting close again. Cock and anus well lubricated and I slid my glans over his sphincter. Was that ever fantastic, or what. I was looking down on his amazing package. His cock was straining to get out of its skin I think and his balls had got quite tight. I slid in some more and realised this was all coming quite naturally to me even though it was my first time. He felt incredible, really soft, but his muscles were gripping my cock tight enough for it to have me close to cumming even as I bottomed out inside him. I started pumping him then and was almost instantly watching him shoot cum over his head for a couple of jets and then his face and chest. I had never seen so much cum in my life. I started then as well emptying my ball sac deep inside his ass. Without doubt, this was a defining experience in my life. I didn't think anything would ever be better than this if I lived to be a hundred. Wow, was I ever wrong about that! "That was something special Lover. Are you sure you've never done that before?" I preened again, why did everything he say to me sound like a compliment. "Was it really good for you?" He laughed, looked at all the cum over his body and then looked at me again. "What do you think?" I fell forward to kiss him but had to lick the cum off his face first before sharing it with him in an incredibly passionate kiss. I wanted him to do this to me now. I know fucking him had been amazing but his cock was to worship. I could almost cum again thinking about him sliding it into me. "Please Ralph, will you do that to me now. I know it will hurt to start with and I don't mind. I just want this inside me." I was holding his tool in my fist as I said it and I could feel it respond immediately. I knew he wouldn't need much recovery time. "Quick clean up then." He didn't need to say anymore, we rushed to the bathroom and quickly cleaned the necessary and then we were back in bed and he started on me. Oh, God, he was amazing. He started all over again. Lips first and then gradually worked down my body until he was deep throating my cock. We 69ed then for ages, he kept me right on the edge of an orgasm without letting me have it. I tried to do the same to his but he just pulled away from me every time he got close. I knew when he was getting ready for the final act. He swung round to kneel between my legs. He spread them wide and bent them back. Then he grabbed two of the pillows and lifted me to put them under my lower back before pushing my legs further back. "Hold them there Lover." I soon found out why. He wanted both hands free to use on my butt and groin. Deep space here we come. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Ralph takes up the story again in part 3.