Date: Thu, 21 Apr 2016 21:15:22 -0400 From: Ronnie Johnson Subject: Not what I thought escape meant chapter 2 Copyright to this story remain strictly that of the author. No other publication or use of this story is allowed with the consent of the author. This story contains male on male sexual content both implied and explicit. If this offends you please do not continue. All characters and implied situations are strictly those of the author and are not based on any real life events or characters. If you are under 18 years of age please exit this story now. I welcome all responses to my stories. Please make sure that you list the name of the story in the email line. If your email is to alert me of misspelled words or improper punctuation or grammar save your time because it will be deleted. I hope you enjoy my vivid imagination. Please let me know what you think at lakesinclairsstories @ gmail.com and don't forget to donate to Nifty as they do an amazing job. "Not what I thought escape meant" Chapter 2 Max stripped and crawl in the bed to be joined moments later by Bo. "I hope I can start that dream again. He almost got his finger in and I woke up." Max thought. Carl lay in the bed on his back naked. "You have to calm down. You have to go slow. I don't know if he is even gay or interested and you can't run him off." Carl thought. There was only a few feet between each room but the sexual tension in the house would make it explode. Max felt the tears start again but not as severe as usual. "Why can't I shake this shit? Why can't I shake him ?" Max thought. Max finally fell asleep before the first tear reached the pillow. Carl lay there wondering how he could get Max to open up to him. His heart raced. Scared that he would scare him off. "Why have I fallen for this man so quick ? What is it about him ?" Carl thought as he drifted off to sleep. Each man lay in bed dreaming of making love to the other. Neither knew how the other felt. About three a.m. Carl was rudely awakened by Bo running in the room and jumping on the bed and barking and then running back to the guest room. It took Carl a minute to wake up enough to figure out what was going on. He lay silently for a minute and heard a faint cry out. "Why me. What the fuck did I do to you ?" came a faint but stressed voice. Carl was on his feet quickly and as he entered the door he could see a body thrashing in the bed from the moonlight. He quickly turned on the light and ran to the bed. He sat on the side of the bed and placed his hand on Max. Just that action calmed the man to some degree. "Max. . Max wake up. You are dreaming." Carl said. Max began thrashing again and then covered his face and cried. Still sound asleep Carl was not sure exactly what to do. He lay down beside Max for a minute and the troubled man went calm. He waited about ten minutes and stood to go back to bed. Before he could get to the door the thrashing started lightly again. Carl's heart began to break as he watched and had no idea why. "Fuck this. I will deal with the fall out later." Carl thought. He walked over to the bed and lifted Max as though he was a feather. "Go to your bed Bo. I got this." Carl said. As he walked towards his bedroom carrying Max he was having to watch his step. Bo kept trying to check on Max. "I said GO Bo." Carl growled. Bo moaned as he headed down the hall to his bed beside the fireplace. Carl lay Max in his bed and then crawled in behind him. Max was still jerking a little. Carl moved up and spooned against Max's back and put his arm around him. As if magic Max's heart rate and breathing began to slow. "I got you baby. I will fix this I promise." Carl said as he pulled Max tight against his chest. Carl lay there enjoying the feel of holding another man and especially this man. He tried to will himself to sleep. He leaned forward and kissed Max on the back of his neck. The last thing he realized was his nose buried in Max's neck and the slow breathing of Max rocking him back to sleep. During the night the men moved as in unison. Max woke slightly at one point. Not awake enough to realize where he was or who it was he just realized someone with strong hairy arms had him wrapped up safely. At that point Carl was breathing lightly on the back of his neck. He had one arm under his neck with his palm resting on Max's chest. The other hand was over his hip and was cradling Max's low hanging balls and cock in his palm. Max could feel something rock hard press against the side of one of his ass cheeks. He reached back and maneuvered the cock so that it was resting between the cracks of his ass. Carl instinctively moved his cock up and down the crack of Max's ass and pulled him even closer. Max drifted back off to sleep not even realizing what had happened. The sun began to light up the horizon slightly. Carl began to wake and as he did he felt his hard cock nestled A couple of slow sawing motions with his hips he froze. Realizing that he was holding Max's balls in one hand and his cock tightly nestled in Max's ass cheeks scared him. When he realized that Max was still asleep he let out a long breath and lay there for a few minutes just enjoying the contact. He lightly fondled Max's balls which made his the half hard cock begin to grow. Moving his wrist around so that he still cupped the balls he had the now hard cock laying up his wrist and arm. "Don't fuck this up Carl. Don't scare him off. He needs time. You have to be patient." he kept telling himself. Max began to move slightly so Carl gently slid his arm out from under Max's head and slowly removed his hand and wrist from his cock and balls. As he pulled his hand up he realized that it was wet. Pulling his wrist and hands up to his tongue he lightly licked the precum that Max had dripped on him. "Damn that shit is sweet." he thought. He stayed as long as he dared with his cock wedged in between Max's ass cheeks. He lightly lifted one of the ass cheeks so that he could free his cock without waking Max. He lay on his back and looked at the man he was falling for. Stroking his cock very lightly. "You will get your turn little buddy. You will be home where you belong." he whispered to his cock. Slowly getting out of the bed he grabbed the running shorts and headed for the kitchen. He started the coffee pot and put his boots on and let Bo out for his morning run while he did the morning feeding. Max began to open his eyes to see the full sun light coming through the bedroom window. He moved from his side to his back and began to stretch. "OH FUCK......OH fuck Max. What have you done ? You are in Carl's fucking bed naked. SHIT. I bet I freaked him out. fuck...fuck...fuck." Max thought. "You fucking did all that you did and left to start a new life and here you have fucked it all up in less than three days. You fucking idiot." he tortured himself. Quickly getting out of bed and dressing he hurried to the kitchen. The coffee pot was on and he could see Bo running around the barn. Max took a couple of eggs out of the refrigerator and some bacon. He cooked the bacon and put a couple of pieces of toast in the oven to broil. Once the bacon was done he fried a couple of eggs and placed it all on the plate. He found a jar of preserves partially used in the refrigerator. He was placing the plate on the table when the back door came open. He could feel the steam coming out of his shirt collar from the fear of how Carl would react. "Damn this kitchen smells good again." Carl said in a low voice. Max turned around and had to hold his mouth to keep from laughing. "Well i bet the calves loved the view this morning. "Well you picked it out. Well except the boots." Carl said. Carl had worn only the running shorts and boots to the barn. "Ha ha." Carl said. "I was not sure how you liked your bacon or eggs. I hope you like it." Max said. Carl washed his hands and sat down to eat his breakfast. Max took a seat at the side of the table with his coffee. "What's on the menu for today ?" Max asked. "A couple of my seasonal guys are coming out to help work on the fence on the other side of the barn." Carl said. "Anything I can do ?" Max asked. "Rest." Carl said. "Well I know how to fix fence." Max said. "Maybe later. Today you rest." Carl said in a somewhat short manner. Carl went and changed clothes to be ready for the workers. Once out the door Max finished cleaning the kitchen. "He was cold. I have really fucked this up. What a fucking way to start a new life Max. Good one." he thought as he headed to his bedroom. About ten thirty he decided he would surprise the guys with lunch. For everything that Carl had done for him the least he could do was lunch and a good supper before he left. Finding the keys to his Suv Max headed back to town. Stopping first to fill up with gas he also bought an assortment of snack cakes and soft drinks and water. Placing that in a small cooler he then headed to Flo's. "Well hey there honey. I thought you had hit the road." she said. "Carl stopped me and asked me to stay at his house for a couple of days." Max said. "Be gentle with him. Carl is a strong man but a fragile one too." Flo said. "Oh I wouldn't dare do anything to hurt his feelings." Max said. "I wondered why he wasn't here to eat last night. I missed my nightly eye candy." Flo said and laughed. There was that damn gum popping again. "What's your poison honey ?" Flo asked. "Well Carl has a couple of his guys out there working. Do you have any idea what he feeds them for lunch ?" Max asked "He gets them loaded cheeseburgers sometimes." Flo said. "Well load me up with three then and two of those large bags of chips." Max said. "Coming right up doll. Want one for yourself too ?" she asked. "No I don't really eat lunch. Can I ask you where the nearest grocery store is ?" Max asked. With quick directions Max went to pay for the burgers so he could pick them up on the way back. "Hold your money honey. You can pay when you come back." Flo said. "I wont be long." Max said. Following Flo's directions Max did the shopping he needed quickly for his exit supper for Carl. Returning to Flo's the burgers were just being wrapped as he came in the door. "Here you go doll. Make sure that cute ass gets fed good." Flo laughed. Once again Max left a hefty tip for the amount he spent. Returning to the house it was almost straight up noon. Quickly putting the groceries away Max picked up the burgers, chips, snack cakes and cooler of drinks and started walking towards the barn. As he turned the corner he almost ran into Carl headed back to the house. "What is this ?" Max asked. "I figured you guys would be getting hungry so I went and got some burgers, chips, cakes and drinks." Max said. "You are suppose to be resting." Max said in sort of a cold tone. "I will. I just figured this would help." Max said. "Here I will take that. Thank you. Now you go back and rest." Max said turning and heading back towards the gator he had parked at the barn. "Yep I really fucked up." Max said. He walked back to the house and pulled out his bags and began to pack. All he could think about was Carl. He swore he could still feel Carl's cock nestled between his ass cheeks. Max went to his SUV and pulled out his laptop. Once back inside he inserted the internet card and opened his computer. He quickly shot off some invoices for the company that he had been working for needed emailed. In the side pocket he pulled out a card. He inserted it in Carl's satellite receiver and hit the button for it to pre program. Closing his laptop and returning it to the case he went to his bedroom and pulled out his suit cases and began to pack. Once the bags were packed he left out the shorts and shirt he planned to wear for the day. In his toiletry kit he found his enema douche. "I have to at least dream once of him." Max thought. He quickly cleaned himself and the took a quick shower. Placing the suit cases at the foot of the bed Max lay down on the bed. He took the travel size bottle of lube and lay it beside him. "You fucking idiot. He went to the trouble of going and getting this food. He fixed your sorry country ass breakfast and you act like a cold bastard." Carl thought. "Guys I need to go to the house real quick. I will be right back." Carl said. "We got this boss." one of the men said. "I will bring more staples on my way back." Carl said. "Take your time. We got this." the other man said. Once again Carl parked at the barn. Loading the bucket of staples he walked towards the house. "Make this fucking right you idiot. He is probably freaked out that you put him in your bed." Carl thought. As he entered the kitchen he saw some grocery bags but no Max. He started to call out when he heard a low moan. Walking down the hall Carl stopped cold in his track. The door was partially opened and in front of him was Max sprawled out on his back with his legs in the air. "Fuck me Carl baby. Fuck me hard baby. I need you deep inside me. Plant that fucking seed as deep as you can get it stud." Max was repeating. Carl's cock shot from soft to fully hard in one heart beat. In front of him was the man he had lusted for with one hand wrapped around his hard cock moving up and down furiously. His other hand was between his legs using two fingers to finger fuck himself as hard as he could. "Oh fuck....ohh fuckkkk babbby...." Max called out as Carl watched the first shot of his orgasm land right between his eyes. The next rope landed on his lips. His legs gyrated in the air as his body spasmed in orgasm. Afraid of making matters worse Carl tip toed back down the hall and out the back door. His cock was about to burst. Once he was out the back door he moved around to the side of the house and quickly freed his raging cock. It only took two strokes before he threw his head back."Eeeeeerrrrrrr" came that all so familiar rumble as he shot his load on the side of the house. "I am here baby take this fucking load." he whispered between hard breaths. "What the hell was that noise. Is that the tractor ? Max thought and jumped. Running quickly to the shower and jumping in before the water was even warm Max rinsed off the ropes of cum and also washed the water base lube off quickly. Drying quickly and dressing Max headed to the living room. There was no one there and looking out the window he didn't see the tractor or Carl. Taking a deep breath of relief he began to start his special supper. The chicken was tenderized and was marinating. The tomatoes were peeled and chopped finally. The garlic was mashed and the onions chopped. The menu was Breaded fried chicken breast with shaved ham, tomato sauce and melted cheese, home made pasta with home made meat sauce. Garlic cheese bread, salad and three layer chocolate pie for desert. The chicken was fried and resting and the crust of the pie had cooled. The second layer of cream cheese blended with cool whip added and the cooked chocolate pudding poured over it. All that was left was preparing the fresh pasta and assembling the chicken and broiling it. The desert was in the refrigerator cooling and the final layer of whipped topping would be added right before serving. Max had finished the pasta and had it hanging to air dry when he looked at the clock. Five o'clock straight up. Like clock work he heard the tractor and the gator pull up to the barn. It was about fifteen minutes this time before he saw Carl walking across the yard to the house. The back door opened and Carl's senses went into over drive. "I thought you were suppose to rest." Carl said but not so cold this time. "Go get cleaned up and I will finish up. I figured you needed a special meal." Max said without turning to look at Carl. Showered and cleaned Carl smiled in the mirror. The blue ones were a hit last night. Lets see if the black ones get the same response. As he headed out of the bathroom he glanced into the spare bedroom. Not only did his feet stop but his heart did also. The bed had been made up and he was sure with clean sheets because both suit cases were setting on the bed. "You fucking idiot." he thought to himself. Regaining his composure he headed to the kitchen. "What smells so damn good ?" Carl said as chipper as he could. "Well I owed you a very special meal." Max said. He quickly explained the menu. "You must have cooked all day." Carl said. "I love to cook as long as someone loves to eat." Max said. "Your hired. Oh do you sew ?" Carl asked. "Sew?" Max asked.. "Well somebody is going to have to let my clothes out with all this good cooking." Carl laughed. Max calmed some since had expected the cold shoulder. Max prepared the plates and placed them on the table. This time Carl made sure that Max had a clear view of the package he was begging for in bed earlier. Max just picked at his food. Carl made moans as if he were making love with every bite he took. "You aren't eating. Granny said to fear the cook that doesn't eat their own cooking." Carl said. "Smart lady." Max laughed. "I need to apologize to you." Max said. "For what ?" Carl asked laying his fork down. "I have never been known to sleep walk. I am so so sorry that I got up and got in your bed. I know you think I am some freak. I am so sorry." Max said and lowered his head. "Is that why your bags are on the bed ?" Carl asked. "OH you saw that ? I figured if I left you could have some peace knowing that the freak or the perv had gone." Max said. "Tell you what. Get us some of that desert I have been waiting for and lets talk." Carl said. "Get this right Carl. This may be your only chance." he thought as Max prepared the desert and coffee. Carl got up and placed the dishes in the sink. Max reached over and started the water. "Leave those. I will do them in a few minutes. Lets eat our desert in the living room so we can be comfortable and talk. Carl took the two pieces of pie and Max followed with the coffee. "I don't get any compliments on the black shorts ? I am hurt." Carl laughed. "Just as sharp as the blue ones believe me." Max said. As they sat on the couch Carl slid around slightly so that his package was fully exposed again. "Your last chance big guy. I need your help bad." he thought. Once Max was seated Carl turned and looked at Max. "Max. Do you trust me ?" Carl asked. "More than anyone I have trusted in years." Max said. "Wait. What is that ?" Carl asked pointing the the television. "The weather channel" Max said. "I don't get that." Carl said. "Two months before I sold my house I signed a two year contract on a satellite. I turned in the equipment but they wanted to charge a high penalty for breaking it. Hell it was cheaper to pay for two full years of complete service and keep the card. I had hoped that almost two years of free satellite for you would be some sort of small payment for what you have done for me. A parting gift I guess you could say." Max said. "Shit this is fantastic." Carl said after his first bite of the desert. "Back to this matter. Do you trust me ?" Carl asked. "Yes" Max said. His eyes were fixed on Carl's flaccid cock and balls. He would look up every now and then trying to burn the site of that beautiful chest, nipples and lastly those sexy eyes into an everlasting memory. Carl explained what had happened the night before and that it was not Max's fault that he ended up in his bed. "I hope you aren't mad that I did that ?" Carl said. Max reached over and lay his hand on Carl's leg. "I can never thank you enough for caring enough about me to do something like that. Hell to do everything you have done for me." Max said. "Oh shit. His cock jumped when I touched him." Max thought. "Most men would not be as compassionate and caring as you are. Most would run. They wouldn't deal with a man almost over the edge and if they found them naked they would be sick." Max said. "Well I have neither been sick, disgusted or upset. Just concerned." Carl said. They finished their desert and Max took the dishes to the kitchen. "Come right back. We are still talking." Carl said. "I will." Max said. As Max returned and sat down Carl patted the couch for Max to move a little closer. Max moved only slightly. "You said you trust me. I know this may be too soon and it may be painful but please tell me a little about what happened and brought you to this point." Carl said. Max rang his hands together. "I am fifty three fucking years old. I should brush this shit off and hold my head up and keep going. I just can't. It was too much all at once." Max said. "Take your time. Remember you trust me. I promise I wont laugh of judge. I really want to help." Carl said. Max told the story of the person that he had molded his life for over an eight year period. They told him they loved him over and over. They asked him to wait because things were about to change. On January the first they lowered a boom and went from loving some one truly to practically hating their guts just because someone else demanded they do it. At the same time some of his dearest friends turned their back on him for other reasons and during all that some of his family saw a couple of weak spots and began attacking him too. There were a couple of people that tried to file suit against him for no reason. They thought he would be weak and just pay them money. By this time Max was shaking and began to cry uncontrollably again. Carl slid over on the couch and pulled Max into his chest. "Just let it out baby. He was a fool and fuck the rest of them." Carl whispered and then lay his head on top of Max's head. Max cried for about five minutes and then began to try to compose himself. Carl still held him tight. Max placed his hand on Carl's chest. As he lifted his head Carl took his hand and held Max's hand to his chest. "I am not rich but I am not broke. I promise I am not. I can't buy a castle but I don't have to sleep in the woods." Max sobbed. "Money is not important. I figured you were alright in that area. You haven't asked to borrow any." Carl said. Max pushed himself away and suddenly realized. "Oh fuck. He said "he" was a fool. I never said it was as a he. Oh fuck he knows I am gay. Now he has a crying fag in his house. Can my life get any worse ?" Max thought. "Feel any better ?" Carl asked. "I feel like a fool." Max said. "I don't ever want to hear you say that again. You are no fool. We all have feelings and some people love to find a weak spot and take advantage of it. Hell if that had happened to me I couldn't swear I wouldn't have hung myself in the barn." Carl said. "Please don't say that. You are a strong man. I don't think this would have affected you at all." Max said. "You give me too much credit. I promise I would have already fallen off the cliff. I had no clue you were holding on to so much." Carl said. There was a couple of minutes of silence. "Now I have a question ?" Max said. "Tell you what. You do those dishes real quick while I unpack you again. Then we will find a show since we have television now and you can ask me anything. Deal ?" Carl said. "Are you sure ?" Max said. Carl reached down and squeezed Max's leg. "Sure as I can be." Carl said and stood and headed to the bedroom. "DAMN look at those hard ass cheeks.....uugghhh.." Max thought as he felt a drop of precum escape his cock. Carl had to pull the shorts out of the crack of his ass. When he stood it almost looked like he was wearing a thong. They finished at about the same time and with a fresh cup of coffee each they sat back on the couch. Carl found some comedian on the television and turned on the couch pulling his leg up and placing his arm on the back facing Max. All Max wanted to do was dive into Max's chest and cock. As Carl turned the shorts lost again and Carl's huge cock and ample low hanging balls were free once again of the cloth. "Ask away." Carl said. "This morning at breakfast and then again at lunch I thought I had made you mad. What did I do so I can not do it again ?" Max asked. It was quiet for a moment. "I, like you, have been hurt badly but it was years ago. I formed a shell to live in inside myself for survival. Most people around here would not recognize me when I am around you. I am very shy. Say very few words. I was afraid that I freaked you out by putting you in my bed. I figured the only way to keep you from freaking more was just to back off and give you complete space." Carl said. "When I get nervous or scared I go back into my shell and keep people away. I was wrong but I thought that might be what you needed." Carl said. "Well I understand now. Do me a favor though." Max said. "I will try." Carl said. "While I am still here if I cross a line or say something out of line just tell me. Shutting me down and shutting me out is what everyone else has done to me. I figured that everything that happened to me must have been my fault. Here I had done it again in record time. Less than forty eight hours this time. " Max said. "Oh no. Please don't think it was all your fault. I am so fucking sorry I did that. I didn't know why you were so stressed and I was grasping at straws. Please believe it was not your fault." Carl said as he took Max's hand and held it tightly. The comedian calmed the mood and had both men laughing. "Well its bed time for me. Farm boy has to get up early." Carl said as he stretched. "You taken your pill ?" Carl asked. "That scares me." Max said. "Just one more night and we will see what happens. You have slept better than you have in along time. I can see some stress leaving your face. One more night and that may do it. Please take at least one more." Carl said. "I will" Max said. "See you when the cock crows." Carl said and headed to his bedroom. Max carried a glass of water and the pill with him to bed. "I will take it shortly. I need to think for a while first." Max thought. Max's mind raced for about a half hour. He was not crying. He was trying to figure out what had happened. "He called me baby. He said "HE" was a fool. Does he know I am gay and just trying to be kind ? Does he know I am gay but just doesn't care. Why would someone as kind as him take a stranger into his house ? FUCK did you see that body ?... UGH back to the important questions." raced through Max's mind. He finally took the sleeping pill. Before he even swallowed it he heard a light moaning and whispers coming from Carl's bedroom. All the lights were out the only night lights were out near the barn. Max got up and tip toed to the open door. "Yeah baby. Ride that big fat cock. Yeah baby open that tight sweet ass and let daddy in to play. Take those fingers out and let daddy do the job." Carl whispered. Max's cock began to grow to full mast. He could see from the moonlight that Carl was on his back and had both hands fisted around his cock. Holding his hands still Carl lifted his ass off the bed and fucked his monster up into both fists. "Yeah baby. Ride that cock. Take daddies Wyoming seed deep inside you." Carl moaned. Max felt the first drop of precum land on his foot. "Yeah baby squeeze that tight ass on daddies dick. Oh...Oh...ohhh.....ffuuuckk. oohhhh ffuuucckk...." Carl whispered and then came the all familiar grawl. It would remind you of the television shows that show alligators growling and vibrating using their entire bodies to claim their territory. As the growl started Max saw the first rope of cum shoot over Carl's head. It seemed that the floor even vibrated. Max had to quickly pull his cock to his stomach as the first shot of his own load came out. He realized just in time he couldn't cream the floor. Just the growl and vibration of Carl's earth shattering orgasm caused Max to cum without even touching himself. As he turned to sneak away he stopped in his tracks again. "Oh fuck baby. Daddy like his sweet tight Max ass." Carl said. By the time Max returned to bed the sleeping pill was taking its toll. Max cleaned up quickly and lay in the bed. "Fuck he just said Max's ass." Max thought. Moments later the bathroom light came on. The water ran for a moment and a couple of minutes later a shadow appeared in the doorway. "Max ?. Are you asleep Max?" Carl whispered. Max was about to drift off when he felt a hand on his ass cheek. He was too far gone to wake up but not out so much that he didn't know what was going on. "Yep daddies sweet tight ass." Carl whispered as he ran his hand between Max's ass cheeks and lightly grazed the rosebud. Authors Note: Thank You for your emails so far. I am glad that you enjoy my style of writing. My hope is that I can paint a scene that you can easily see without having to write three chapters of description. I also hope that my writing reflects what could be seen as a reality. 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