Date: Sun, 15 Mar 2020 13:58:12 +0000 (UTC)
From: Mike Austin <nasstop@yahoo.com>
Subject: GAY/BEGINNINGS- EDGEWATER DR Ch 3

EDGEWATER DR					by Mike Austin
						nasstop@yahoo.com

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III.

As I climbed the stairs, he was sitting at the top landing, shorts off,
cock and balls sagging low between his thighs. "Are you sure" I posed and
cocked my head. He stood and walked to my room. I found him splayed wide,
now shirtless and stroking his very thick cock, thumbing his dick head
slowly with one hand and tugging his long scrotum with the other. I
understood now why he had to tug up his crotch as he sat in the Stang and
the chair at the U&I.  His dickhead was covered in pre-cum and I could see
the main vein along the top of his dick throbbing, even this far
away. "It's been a couple of days since I got off and need some help" he
admitted. "Hope you give good head", he added. Crawling between his thighs
with their fine brown curly hair, dropping my face to his hairy balls and
feeling his right hand lead his dickhead down to my mouth while his left
cupped the back of my head was more exciting than poppers ever could be. He
fed his dickhead into my mouth, but kept his hand just under his head in a
ring, preventing me from swallowing further. I glanced up, questioning,
"not yet" he responded and began to slow jack in my mouth.

He insisted I suck while he stoked in my mouth. My saliva blended with his
pre-cum and made a very slick lube for his dick fisting. I glanced up to
see him watching me, felt his right foot slide along my side, heard him
moan softly "oh fuck yeah", glanced up again to see his eyes closed, I
hoped lost in some real reverie. I loved the feel of his heavy balls with
my left hand, while I sucked his head. Their weight belied his sleek torso
and yet it was viable now getting to see his spread-eagle torso now. Again
the image of his crotch snug-up action was understandable. "Yeah work for
it Brad, just keep tonguing my head", he urged. Suddenly, he removed his
hand, "get all down on it, deep to my balls" he directed. I did an active
deepthroat and his moans filled the bedroom, "oh fuckin A, that's it, keep
at it for my nut" he responded. While Jack's dick was thick, his head was
bulbous and the slit wide and flared a bit. I could only envision it down
my throat, my throat muscles gripping his cock, urging it down deeper and
my neck pulses pressing my face farther against his crotch. My moans
vibrated his cockhead as was evident by, the repeated "Oh fuck yeahs" Jack
growled. The blow job went on and on, I worked him up, then back down
several times, he offered "get me there man", "get my cum, go for it" then
I would slow down and build him back up and to the edge. Finally, "oh fuck
CUM...............................minnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnggg" flew from his
mouth. His hand shoved my head tight against his crotch, his hips bucked
hard against my face, as his dick shot massive cum floods down my throat,
followed by "oh fuck, oh fuck, fuck fuck FUCK" until his flow ended and
even my eager suction produced no more Jack cum............I rose, covered
the few steps to the bathroom, grabbed a handtowel, wet it, returned to
find Jack, propped up on one arm, waiting. He added, "was it worth it"; I
grinned and nodded affirmative. "I like bein edged and held off for a few
days to make it great" he admitted as I wiped his crotch and dick; leaning
to kiss and lick his head once more, causing him to shudder. "I'm good for
3 or 4 more times today if you want it, sorta once I start, I need it a lot
that day, then need to chill for a few days like is aid", he responded. He
rolled back when I was done tending his dick, leaned back, shoved his arms
behind his head and continued "you got into my dickfist blow job fast, I
really like it that way, gets us both workin for my nut n you work my meat
fine, give great deepthroat action; like you're eager for it" he stated
matter of factly. "Yeah is good, ALL GOOD" I admitted. Jack was right, he
was already boning up and began a slow stroke, rolled to the side of the
bed, stood, walked to the window and peered out the backyard. His hand
disappeared in front of his crotch as he offered, "that yard is gonna look
great when I'm done" as his butt shifted side to side slowly,
seductively. As he pivoted to the bed, he was stroking his dick downward
and rubbing his left hand on his pecs, down his abs to his balls and now
used both hands to slow jack his dick and balls. The pre flowed, coating
his head, he thumbed some, then sucked his thumb, before renewing his slow
dickfist. Jack's nips were popped from his pecs as he teased them with a
hand then resumed his ball stroking. Standing at the foot of the bed, he
began a slow air hip pump, raising his dick up, then slowly bending it
downward as he jacked. "You like it like this, don't you Brad", he
questioned? I simply nodded yes and slid toward the end of the bed. He
stepped back, nodded down. I took the que to slip onto the floor, he moved
his left hand to my forehead, tilting my head back and stepped forward,
slowly continued his dickfist then slowly fed his dick and fist to my
mouth. I opened wide to take the dick/hand kit in my hungry mouth and let
him enjoy the fistjack. My own cock was rock hard. In no time Jack was
riding my mouth, pumping and finally released his dick, grabbed the sides
of my head and began his steady skullfuck. I gripped his lean flat glutes
and he pumped harder. His heavy balls hung low under my chin, his dense
brown curlies plastered across my face as he drove his dick deeper in my
throat. "That's it Brad, that's the way, open wide for it" Jack directed
through clinched teeth, his pace growing faster. "Show me you want it, you
need it bad, Brad", he continued and I made sure he knew I craved his cum
even more now, his dick, his balls, his presence. Rubbing my hands down his
glutes to the backs of his thighs and down his calves, before coming back
up to his butt, I felt every muscle in his lower torso work in unison to
get his nut. "Oh go for it Brad, get my load, work it, Work for it, WORK
for it" and knew he was close. His legs suddenly locked tense and
"awwwwwwwwwwwwww" filled the room as his cum filled my throat. He stood
pumping for what seemed forever until he emptied his balls again. As I was
grabbing the handtowel again, Jack stepped back, his dick arced down and
away from his pubes. I gripped his dick with the towel, slowly milked it
and pressed him clean. "Whoosh, told ya I gotta nut a few times after the
first one, round two here" Jack repeated before sitting on the edge of the
bed. "I like it like that, ya know, on the floor in front of me" he
grinned. I beamed back "me too".

"So let's take another look at your ideas for the landscaping" I stated,
standing back up and heading for the bedroom door. "What, that's it" he
remarked waving both hands to his crotch? "For now" came my lurid
reply. "As soon as you can, I'd like to get you out to the front and side
yards again to get all your measurements down and a realistic sketch of the
entire property, so you can begin making a list of materials you need for
each zone and a summary of the entire project. I know you'll need some
hardscape materials and soil amendments, etc too" I added. Jack walked to
join me at the door, still naked, his 21-year old dick throbbed in front of
him as he followed me downstairs. He went to the dryer, pulled out some
lycra shorts and a sleeveless T, slipped on Ben's flip flops, grabbed his
pad, pen and tape measure and left silently for the side yard near `his
suite' then took on the front yard, then lastly the other side yard before
returning back inside. I'd gone back to my office to review more family
property matters and returned downstairs after a bit to find Jack at the
den PC working on a spreadsheet. I stepped behind him, glanced over his
shoulder and found him working on a zone by zone dimension, set of
condition remarks, corrective action, suggested materials and
quantities. "I'm even more impressed now" I remarked.  Jack turned to me
and added, "you can get a lot out of me, if you just take the time; and not
just my cum". I gripped his shoulders, nodded and stated, "again, very
impressed", before I returned to my office and left him to his
spreadsheet. About two hours later, Jack stood at my office door, waiting
to be invited in. I looked up, grinned and nodded, waved him to take a seat
at my desk. "So is this a good time" he asked, lifting a set of papers?
"Sure show me what you've got" we both erupted in laughter as he presented
the set of spreadsheet info and began; "Zone A is the first side yard,
nearest your neighbor, Zone B is the primary front yard, Zone C is "my" (he
emphasized) side yard, Zone D is the patio, Zone E is the near back yard
and Zone F is the far or rest of the back yard, that ok"; he both presented
and questioned my acceptance and agreement. Nodding my concurrence, he
showed me a `rough sketch' of each zone and dimensions with a general rough
concept of his vision for each zone and how it might form a cohesive
project. He went on to explain how working in the varied zones could be
done, piece meal, but suggested that zones A, B and C happen
simultaneously, which was logical to get the street zones completed
together. "You've got a good plan it seems and a good approach, not what
are the materials", I remarked?

"Well I don't have all the plantings done yet, I can't recall all their
names, so need to search for some online, but I'll get there, maybe by time
you get home tomorrow", he continued. I began, "how about us taking a break
from all this and go get something to eat and then get that shopping done
now, and we can figure out meals and such for the week ahead"? His eyes
beamed and nodded yes, stood, we grabbed keys to the SUV and headed out. As
we were backing out, David came out of their garage toward the street to
sort of meet us before I put the Explorer into Drive. Jack lowered the
window as David approached, "just wondered if you might want to have steaks
with us tonight" as his glance down to Jack's crotch was anything less than
obvious. "Naw we're good though, thanks" came Jack's reply as he began
putting up the window. He looked at me and nodded forward and we drove up
Edgewater Drive, leaving David standing at the curb before spinning around
and heading back inside his MacMansion.  Jack broke into laughter as we
continued on to supper and WalMart.

We settled on El Potro, which was near the house and en route to
WalMart. When we walked in, Maria greeted me and asked how I'd been? I was
forced to admit to loving the place and it was often full of eye candy,
even if they were married, I grinned. Jack looked around then at the menu
and back up at me, "ya know if we're doin it, I'd sorta like to be giving
you enough so you don't need to get it elsewhere", he said. I was stunned,
less than 24 hours and already I had a ring and collar on. "Well, so is
this a commitment offer" I suggested? "I'm jus saying" came Jack's
response. "I sorta need it regular and no worry about you fuckin around, ya
know" he stared into my eyes, both as a statement of fact and a request to
understand.  "I've seen a lotta shit and fucked up lives from fuckin
around, ya know and I'm not lookin to get screwed over or up", he spoke
into the menu. "I see, well that can be arranged" I admitted, then "what
sort of Mexican food do you like"? "Chicken fajitas would be great" he
replied. Maria approached took our order, asked about any margaritas, which
we both declined then disappeared to enter our order. Sweet teas, chips and
salsa appeared via Juan, a hot little Tex-Mex treat that had rolled in my
bed a few times. He winked and left. "I'm serious about that" Jack
resumed. "OKAY I got it" I went on to remind him of our project, that no
strings went along with it, but that if he wanted it that way, I was on
board too. "K then" his only reply. Then just as abruptly, Jack began
"those plants outside, are a variety of palms that grow low and I was
thinking about a few of those to sort of anchor the front yard zones and
add some stones to help refocus the eye to other features, like a water
pond or such". I nodded agreement and added, "let's not talk shop right now
and here comes our food, so let's enjoy the meal and then get to WalMart so
we can get back home and you can stuff your dick down my throat". Jack
downed his fajitas in record time, along with making the Spanish rice,
refried beans and flour tortillas disappear too. Ie paid our tab, jumped,
well he jumped, I eased into the SUV and we headed to WalMart to cover our
list. The last stops there were for milk, eggs, butter and chocolate ice
cream. The back end of the Explorer was loaded and we headed home. Turning
onto Edgewater, I said "you focus on the frozen stuff, I'll get the stuff
for the refrigerator and fuck the rest til later, I need to swallow your
dick". We set about doing JUST THOSE TASKS.