Date: Fri, 10 Aug 2018 10:27:50 -0500
From: Tim Hubbard <timmywriteshot@gmail.com>
Subject: My-New-Handyman-Part-5

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The following story depicts graphic, unprotected sex between consenting
adults over 21. This story is graphic in its use of sex play language and
types of games played. Think: Golden Showers, among other things. If you
object to this type of sex, go now; if you like it, tell me about
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My-New-Handyman-Part Five

I had waited over two weeks without texting Steve. I thought he might send
me a message. I couldn't wait any longer. I was so horny for him, I needed
him badly. So, I sent him a text:

"Steve. I'd like to have you. How about 7 tonight?"

His response: "I'll be there, Matt."

Well, that was hopeful. He called me Matt instead of sir. Maybe he'd been
thinking about me and what I said last time. I showered and changed into
shorts and a t-shirt, and sat restlessly waiting for 7 o'clock to get
here. Right on time, my doorbell rang. I opened it, and there was Steve. He
was wearing a pair of cutoff jeans and a tight tank top. His bulge was
obvious in the jeans and his hot chest and arms were very visible on top.

I stood back for Steve to come in. He walked into the living room and I
invited him to sit. He did. Then, I asked if he wanted a beer. He said he
did. So, I went and got two beers. Then I sat down opposite him and
waited. He took a long draw from his beer and sat back in the chair.

"Matt, I've been thinking a lot about what you said. It's all I can think
about. I'm glad you finally brought me over to put me out of my misery. You
make a powerful case with your comments. I get that I don't have to be
abused. I understand that I am a valued human being, at least valued by
you. I thought I had to stay down when people put me down, but you've shown
me something different and I didn't know how to react. That's why I walked
out.  What I've come up with is a trial idea. I will do my best to act more
"normal" and not expect to be hit and abused. But, you have to agree to
spank me once in a while and maybe give me a golden shower from
time-to-time. I promise to try to act like your equal, as long as you treat
me like an employee sometimes. Matt, I think you are about the hottest
motherfucker I have ever had sex with. I want to be with you and I want to
give up anybody else who might have a claim on me. I just want you, Matt,
but I don't know how. Will you help me?"

"Oh, fuck, Steve. Of course, I'll help you. I am totally hooked on you too
and I've waited for two weeks on pins and needles to find out what you were
thinking. Whatever you need, you've got it, man."

And, I jumped up and stepped over to Steve and pulled him up out of the
chair and into a hot embrace. He hugged me back and we kissed like high
school kids.. It was so hot!.

We sat down and talked through another couple beers. I asked Steve if he
would stay over and he said yes. So we got a little more comfortable, nude,
and drank some, sitting next to each other on the sofa. I wanted him so
badly, I got up and took his hand to lead him into my bedroom. He followed
eagerly, and we fell on the bed, groping each other. I said:

"Steve, tonight, I want you to lead. You decide what you want and tell
me. We can do BDSM, or whatever, it's up to you, buddy."

Steve: "Let's just make love tonight, ok? I want to see what it feels like
to have mutual consent and no boss."

I kissed him long and sweet on the mouth, and I started to rub his hard,
hairy chest gently. I ran my hands all over his muscled, hairy torso and
made love to his skin and his muscles. I spent time nibbling on his nips, I
played the getnle lover all the way. Steve, moaned softly under my
touch. He also rubbed my body and squeezed my nipples. It was a wonderful,
sensuous scene of mutual admiration and body worship.

Steve sat up and pressed me back down on the mattress. He started at my
throat, kissing and licking my body, stopping to inhale my armpits and lick
the day's musk. He continued to my chest, kissing every inch of my tight
skin, arriving at my nipple to kiss, lick, and nibble it. He moved across
the crevice between my hard pecs, and caressed the muscle, and nibbled that
nipple. I was excited and enjoyed being loved by this absolutely gorgeous
hunk of beef. He kissed his way down the center of my chest and abs. He
paused at my navel and swirled his tongue around and inside it. Finally, he
kissed his way to the base of my now-very-hard cock. He kissed and licked
around the base of my shaft. He kissed my balls and took each one into his
warm mouth to suckle. Then, he swallowed my rod whole, pulling my meat into
his mouth and caressing it with his lips and tongue. Steve is a master, and
he worked me over for a long time.

Then, Steve pulled off me, and lay down on his back on the bed. I went
after him and gave him the same loving treatment that he just gave me. My
hungry mouth and tongue ravished his hard, hairy, beautiful body. As I
moved along his skin, Steve moaned and squirmed a little. He started to
buck his hips up and down some. I knew he wanted me to breed him tonight. I
decided this was going to be gentle love, no poppers, no screaming, no
slapping, just two hot men, locked in the throes of fucking.

I moved down below Steve's cock and pulled his hips up so I could bury my
face in his hot ass. His cheeks and crack are covered with a forets of
hair. His taint is sweet and tight. His bud is pink and puckered. I dive
into this dreamland of ass and assault him with my tongue and lips,
kissing, licking, sucking, doing everything to drive my man into
ecstasy. He reacts as I hoped. I fill his hole with my saliva, the
beginning of lubing him up. My tongue goes inside his pucker; I can taste
his inner sanctum and it is sweet and welcoming. I keep driving my tongue
in and moving it around, and Steve is gyrating in reaction to the anal
treat I've provided.

At last, I get up and grab the lube. I squirt a generous amount inside
Steve, and I slather my cock liberally. Steve raise his legs in the air and
bends backward, as only he can. I position my beast at his gate and press
through. Steve breaths in and sighs out. He relaxes completely and receives
my monster into his cunt. As I pushin, I also help him raise his hips
higher and increase the bend in his body. He's talked about this, but I've
never actually seen it. As I fuck my man and hold him up, he grabs his cock
and guides it to his own lips. As he bends his head forward, his lips take
the head of his cock, and then two whole inches are inside Steve's
mouth. It's incredible and very hot.

I start to pump him deeper and do my best to keep his dick in his
mouth. "Fuck, Steve! That is so hot! Fuck, yeah!"

Steve rests and lays back, and that gives me the angle I need to completely
assail his beautiful man-cunt. I take his legs up onto my shoulders, and I
start to fuck him like a man needs to be fucked. Deep and Hard, then slow,
and shallow. All the way out, then all the way back in. I want this to
last, so I bring us to the edge, then I back off. Our fuck goes on
forever. Steve's body is covered with sweat now, and I love the way it
glistens on his chest and abs. I feel sweat running down my back, into my
ass crack. My chest is wet and matted from my own heat.

Steve looks up at me and says, "Please, Matt, give me your seed, man. I
need to feel your hot juice inside me, Matt. Oh, Matt, I love you!"

Neither of us had ever said that. Hearing it made me lust for him even
more. "I love you, too, Steve."

With that, I lost all control and went into Steve with the urge to
cum. Steve's cock was like a stone piston, sticking up from his body. It
bobbed up and down with my thrusting. Pre-cum drooled out of his tip, more
than I had ever seen him produce before. He was primed and ready. Neither
of us touched his cock. Steve used his hands to push himself up to me, and
held onto him as I crammed my fuck-stick as deep as I could into his
cunt. I felt a spasm deep in my guts and I knew the cumwas about to rise
up. "Are you ready, Steve?"

"Fuck, yes, Matt. Give it to me!"

My rocket exploded into Steve and his started to shoot at the same
time. His cum shot up in the air wildly, landing on my chest, his chest,
and abs. Some even made it to his chin. He shot more cum than he ever had
with me before. It was a monster load. My cum came out of me in bullet
shots,hitting the wall of his pussy hard. The force of my pulsing stung
just a little. It felt like I was shooting all my bodily fluids out of that
one little hole in my penis. It wouldn't stop shooting. I held into Steve
during the spasms, pushing my cock deep into his guts. When it finally
stopped, I was exhausted and collapsed on the bed next to Steve. Steve
leaned over and started to lick my ultra-sensitive cock head. I loved it,
but I couldn't take it. I tried to squirm away, but he wouldn't let me. He
drove me into a Nirvana I'd never experienced. He scraped his cum off my
chest and fed it to me gently. He scraped more of his cum off his chest and
gave that to me as well. Then, Steve came to my mouth and kissed me,
parting my lips with his cum-streaked tongue. We mixed all the cum together
as we kissed for a long, hot make-out session.

Steve was also exhausted by now. He collapsed next to me. I rolled toward
him and laid my arm across his chest. "Ya, know, Steve, we both said it
now. So, that was new."

"Yes, it was. But, Matt, I really mean it. That's why it took me so long to
process and get back in touch with you. I was having a hard time connecting
my feelings for you with the abuse I asked for from you."

"Steve, you don't have to worry about that anymore. I love you and I want
to be with you and I want to help you see yourself as a valued human
being. Fuck man, I want you to move in here and be with me."

"Oh, Matt, I love you so much. Yes, I'll move in. How about tomorrow?"

"Works for me!"

We fell asleep, covered in sweat and cum. We were wrapped in each other's
arms and I don't think we moved all night long. The next day, I helped
Steve get his few belongs and move in with me. His apartment was furnished,
so we didn't have to move anything big. Just all the personal stuff that
makes Steve, well, Steve. I gave his own room, at least for him to have a
place for his stuff. But, we both knew he'd probably never sleep there. We
worked out schedules for work and gym time, and we settled in.

Six months later, Steve came home from work and asked me to come into the
bedroom with him. I followed, eagerly. He stripped off all his clothes and
went down on one knee in front of me.

"Matt Monroe, I kneel before you stripped of all my protection, my fear,
and my self-doubt. You have filled me with compassion, self-esteem,
courage, and love. You have saved me from the miserable life I had, and
given me a beautiful new life, filled with beauty and love. Matt, I would
not have made it without you, my love. So, Matt Monroe, will you consent to
be husband?"

I was stunned. I hadn't suspected this at all. Steve makes me so happy
every day. I started to cry like a girl, sobbing, not able to get any words
out. I bent down and pulled Steve off the floor and wrapped my arms around
him and buried my watery face in his chest. I calmed down and managed to
sob out, "Yes, my love, I will marry you."

We stood for a long time in that embrace, kissing and crying together. It
was a magical moment that I never would have dream could come out of a
casual meeting with the building handyman. At first, I thought we were very
different; I learned that we were very much alike. I thought we were a
casual fling, now we are a permanent bond. Who knew?

So, three months later, in front of all our friends and family, Steve
Porter and Matt Monroe tied the knot as husband and husband. It was a
beautiful ceremony in the park. The reception was a huge party. Steve and I
thanked everyone for being there to celebrate with us, and we flew to the
south of France to spend our honeymoon either laying on a nude beach or
laying on each other. Au revoir!

THE END