Date: Sun, 12 Jul 2015 09:23:20 -0500
From: Jake Stone <studbluecollar@gmail.com>
Subject: Searching for My Identity, Part 3 (gay incest)

Pedro was true to his word. I never experience anything like it. The man
was on his knees in the shower eating my ass again but this time he was
going for his own load. I felt totally exposed and intimate with this dude
and I loved it. After he was done he turned me around and gave me another
blow job as he jacked off. I shot another load down his throat and he came
up to share it with me. I tasted my ass and my cum as we kissed under the
shower. Fuckin' erotic!

We finally composed ourselves long enough to soap up and helped clean each
other off. We then toweled each other and left the bathroom and went into
my room to lay down. Pedro crawled into my arms and we laid there for a
while just talking about nothing. Then all of a sudden Pedro sat up, "Boss,
I forgot to tell you. I found your father's garage. It wasn't what I
expected either."

"What do you mean bud?" I asked.

"Well it's in this run down part of Cathedral City." (Cat City is just east
of Palm Springs and the towns border each other. Other than Indio and North
Palm Springs its probably on the lower end of all the desert cities.)
"Yeah, I was driving down Perez Road, off of 111, to look at some of the
car dealers down that way. Anyway after the car dealers the neighborhood
goes mostly to warehouses and there is a gay bar and a gay bath house down
there too."

"How do you know that Pedro?"

"Well, I have been here before with a guy I was going with. We stayed at
the Mirage off of Warm Sands, an all gay resort, and went to the clubs and
bath house more than once."

"Well that explains why you didn't really have to much trouble getting
around when we first got here. I just figured it was you wonderful drivers
skills showing through. I guess I didn't know about the gay dar in you." I
laughed.

"Well yea, I guess I was going to keep that from you too figuring you were
this straight stud I worked for, never realizing you were this hot pig boss
instead. Anyway, after the bathhouse area it gets grimier and there is auto
body shops and more warehouse type places then there was this garage. Kind
of hidden behind a block wall. It has two gates. The first gate is the
entry gate and has the name of the place, "Gentry's Auto & Bike Shop" with
the phone number underneath. I called the number and asked for the owner.
The guy said that this was the owner, Jim Gentry, "what can I do for
you"...I was so excited that I found him for you I just hung up. What do
you want to do boss?"

I thought for a minute then said, "I think I want to see this shop. But I
have an idea. You said there was car dealers on this street?"

"Yea boss, why?"

"Well, take me to one of those used car lots. Lets find an old truck, I
wanted one anyway for when we landscape the front, and then you can drive
the Tahoe back. Then at some point I want to take the old truck into the
garage for it to be inspected or something. I don't know. I'll make up
something."

"Well it's already 4:00 pm boss."

"Alright, lets go get a truck tomorrow. I kind of want to wait till Max
gets back before I go to the garage anyway."
"Sounds like a plan boss."

"Let's go ahead and drive by the garage now though. I want to get an idea
of where it is. Then maybe we can get a burrito or something on the way
home."

So we threw on some shorts and shirts and flip flops and jumped in the
Tahoe. Pedro drove. We hadn't showered so we smelled like sweat and sex but
I didn't care. I enjoyed it. It was another step towards total freedom for
me.
When we turned off 111 onto Perez Road we drove past all the auto dealers
and into the section that Pedro told me about. After pointing out some of
the gay landmarks he slowed down as we came to a cinder block wall with two
gates. The first gate had the sign on it and was closed and locked. He must
have closed around four.

He stopped the truck and I got out. I peeked through the fence the best I
could. Nothing really to see. A closed up garage with a couple cars outside
of it. Looks like millions of other auto repair shops. So I turned around
and jumped back up in the truck.

We headed to a Mexican Restaurant and got two burrito platters to go and
headed home.

When we got to the house and Pedro parked the truck I took the bag of food
and got out. As soon as I went into the gate of the courtyard at the house
I put the food down and stripped off my cloths. It was the warmest part of
the day but would soon be very cool. So I took the food and went into the
living room.

Pedro followed and when he saw my cloths laying by the gate he picked them
up and took them to the laundry room. I saw that and said, "You didn't have
to do that right now".

Pedro answered back, "I'm on call 24/7 boss. For everything and anything.
Of course I did."

I kind of felt bad for a moment but then at the same time I liked that
Pedro still thought of himself as an employee. It would keep things less
complicated around here.

When Pedro returned from the laundry room he was naked as well. When I
looked up a look of concern came across his face, "This is ok isn't it
boss? I kind of like it." he said with a half grin.

"Of course it is Pedro. I'm enjoying it as well. Now come eat this before
it gets cold."

We chowed down and afterwards both of us felt like beached whales. We don't
usually eat that heavy. So it turned out to be a boring evening. Watched
some TV and then we both headed to our respective bedrooms.

When I got to bed I realized I still hadn't showered, or much less, even
jumped in the pool. I still smelled like sweat, sex and Mexican food. All
in all a pretty comforting smell. I fell asleep in no time.

Next thing I knew I was looking at the clock. The sun was out and it was
just after 8 am. I smelled coffee. I jumped out of bed and headed straight
to the pool. The only way I was going to wake up was to jump right in. And
I did. Perfect way to wake up.

I got out and used a towel I left by the pool yesterday. As I dried myself
off I headed into the kitchen. Pedro was in there with a half apron on that
barely covered his pubes. He already had the coffee made and was working on
some eggs and bacon. In the past few weeks not only has Pedro proven
himself to be an excellent driver and loyal employee but he is a really
good cook on top of it. I decided right then and there Max and I would have
to revisit his salary. The man takes care of the truck, the pool and the
kitchen and doesn't ever complain.

"Go and relax by the pool boss. I'll bring it out to you." I couldn't pass
up that offer. So I took a cup of coffee and I went to the lounge chair in
the sun as it was a bit of a cool morning and sat down. Moments later Pedro
appeared with a tray of bacon and eggs, wheat toast and some fruit with a
glass of juice. The dude was amazing.

"I hope you're going to join me Pedro" I said as I thanked him for the
effort.

"Just give me a minute boss." He went in, lost the apron, and came out with
his own tray."

We ate in silence for the most part but after we were done I asked him what
time he thought the dealership opened. He replied that he thought they all
opened around 9 am.

It was already 8:30. I finished eating and he took my tray as well as his
and headed to the kitchen to clean up. I jumped in the pool again to rinse
off and then used my damp towel again to dry off.

I headed to the gym for a little while to work out some of the cob webs.
After about 30 minutes Pedro walked in and asked what I wanted to do this
morning. I was sweating pretty good by that point and the small gym smelled
like me. I could see this was having an effect on Pedro. He looked at me
with some apprehension. But his cock was giving him away. It was half hard.
Now mine was plumping up.

"Come here Pedro." I said as I stood up off the work bench. He walked over
to me. "What's getting you hard Pedro?" I simply asked.

"Your scent boss. It's turned me on since we met. Such a strong and
masculine scent. Only you and Max have it. I assume it's because neither of
you wear any deodorants or colognes. Neither do I but I don't produce the
scent that you both do."

"It turns you on that much eh Max? How much do you like it?" I was becoming
a bit alpha with him now. He was like a loyal puppy and I was his boss. I
loved this roll. But I also was determined not to get too carried away with
it. I still respected him. But in play I liked it.

Pedro walked up to me with questioning eyes. I nodded. He lifted my left
arm. He took his tongue out and started at mid torso and licked up. Licked
my dripping sweat as he headed towards my pit. I was fully hard now. When
he got to my pit he whimpered. He actually whimpered. First he just started
licking it. But then he started sucking. Sucking and licking all the sweat
juice he could get out. When he was done with the left pit he went to the
right pit to look for more.

While he did this he was bending a bit forward. His naked tan ass pushing
out. I ran my left hand down his back towards his trench. When I got to his
ass he whimpered again. Pushed his ass out more to meet my hand. The man
who fucked me yesterday actually wanted to get fucked more. Even as
inexperienced as I was in gay sex I could tell that this boy craved cock in
his ass. I was willing to give it to him too.

He stopped eating my pit and was bent over. Breathing heavier and
whimpering still like a puppy looking for his mother's teat. I pushed him
down on the workout bench. His perfect tan ass pushing up at me. I dove in.
I ate that ass like I was looking for my first meal. He pushed back into my
face. His whimpers turned to moans. I knew I was going to fuck him soon. I
had to.

"Boss" he said in between moans, "Boss"

I looked up and said, "What?!?" I was being interrupted.

"In the white cabinet. Under the sink. Lube, poppers." he said with shallow
breath.

Lube I definitely needed. Poppers, I didn't know what they were but he
wanted them. I opened the cabinet and sure enough there was lube in there
and a small brown bottle next to it. I assumed those were the poppers. I
grabbed both and headed back to him.

I handed him the poppers and then started lubing myself up. As I was lubing
his ass he was snorting on the little brown bottle. He was sucking it in
both nostrils for all it was worth and even sucked it through his mouth a
couple times.

I lined up my cock at his hole. I slowly pushed in. I remembered the pain I
had yesterday so I was mindful of it. But he took control of this aspect.
He didn't need me to be gentle. He pushed back. And he pushed back hard.
Like he couldn't wait to have cock in his ass.

When I bottomed out he let out a exasperated moan. A happy moan. He snorted
poppers again and he started moving his ass muscles. What a fucking
sensation. No pussy could ever do this. Not that I experienced anyway.

Then he reached back and handed me the poppers. I figured what the hell. He
seemed to be enjoying it. I took a few snorts up my nose and waited while
his ass massaged my cock. Then a warm horny feeling came over me. I took a
couple more snorts. It was making me feel so intense. I needed to fuck. I
needed to fuck this ass hard. I handed him back the bottle and grabbed his
hips. I grabbed them hard. I lost control. I pounded his ass harder and
harder.

"Oh gawd, yes boss, yes boss, yes boss.....oh fuck, oh fuck yes boss. Pound
my cunt sir. oh my gawd, ooooh fuck...." and that went on for a few
minutes. I was fucking like I never fucked before. The girls in high school
would have brought up charges against me. I felt like a wild man. Did he
say his cunt? Yes his cunt. I liked that. Man cunt. I loved man cunt at
that moment.

Pedro's ass, his cunt, was the best place I'd ever been. His waist was
small like a woman's but he smelled like a man. Like I preferred. I
continued as long as I could to pound his ass. I was sweating like a pig.
The small gym smelled like us, like sex, like ass. Everyone of those smells
turned me on more.

And all too soon, I came. I came like a fucking psycho. I was still
pounding his cunt as my cum exploded in his ass. So much sweat, so much
fucking heat. I fucking loved it. When I was done I looked down. Pedro was
still holding on to the sides of the work bench. His load made a mess on
the bench. He came without touching himself. He was still whimpering.

As I pulled out Pedro came more coherent. He started to get up. I stood
there with my cock dripping the last of its cum and ass juice. Pedro got on
his knees and cleaned my cock for me. Happily. Just like a puppy. I looked
over at his spilled seed as he looked up at me and he dove on it. Licked it
all up off the bench. A good puppy. Cleaning up his own mess.

He then stood up and waited. I looked at him puzzled for a moment. Then I
thought that he might be waiting for direction. I was uncomfortable with
this at first. Didn't know what to say. But he said it.

"I will clean up this mess sir while you shower or go to the pool. What
would you like to do with the rest of the morning?"
I thought for a moment and said, "I'm going to swim for a few minutes. And
then we should go to the dealership and get a truck like I wanted. You
should shower."

"Yes boss." It was still boss. Good. I was concerned again but I see where
this is going. He likes the dynamics of our relationship. Boss and
employee. I was glad. I didn't need the complication.

After I swam I went to the back restroom to retrieve some new pool towels
and dropped off the used ones at the laundry on the way. Pedro's bathroom
was off the laundry. I heard a lot of water gushing and was curious. I
walked in and saw Pedro sticking a hose up his ass. And then water would
come gushing out. I looked up and he saw me with a questioning look.

"You can never be too clean sir." was all he said. I would ask him about it
later.

At around 10:30 we got dressed and headed to the used car lot. There was a
ton of used cars and trucks but I was looking for something a bit aged. We
got down to the end of the lot and there was a regular cab pickup that
looked to be at least 15 years old. I got out of the Tahoe and checked it
out. I was an old C/K 1500 work truck. Red and white with little damage on
the outside. The inside was well taken care of as well. A salesman
approached and started his pitch. I asked the price he said it was $7500
with 80,000 miles on it. Now I know he was looking at a kid and thinking he
could make some money but I knew my trucks. I had nothing else to do
growing up in my Mom's house but look at car magazines and I knew the truck
was worth half that. I looked at him and said, "Lets talk to you sales
manager. I think I may be able to swing something if its a little more
reasonable." We walked over to the building and he introduced us. I said,
"Lets make this simple. I want the truck. It's worth about 3500 retail and
1600 wholesale. I'm willing to say you have 1200 in it and that's after you
put it through your own shop. I will give you 3000 for it now. That gives
you a healthy profit but I would find it insulting if you share it with the
salesman that approached me on the lot and quoted me 7500 for a 3500 dollar
truck. Any questions?"

The salesmanager looked at me dumb founded and then asked me how I was
planning on paying for it and how was my credit.

"Don't worry about my credit bud. I have the cash in my pocket. Enough to
give you the outrageous price your slick boy gave me. Now you want to get
rid of it or not?"

"Well $3000 sounds doable sir. Lets draw up the papers. I just need a
driver's license."

"Sure its from Texas but I own a home here so I am a resident now."

We left the lot an hour later, me driving the pickup and Pedro driving the
Tahoe. Pedro had watched the whole transaction smirking. When we got back
to the house and stripped down Pedro gave me a hug and said, " I wish Max
was here to witness that. He would have been proud. How did you become so
confident for someone so young?"
"I don't know Pedro. I was always confident in sports but personally I was
always shy because of my situation at home. But this past few weeks I have
felt so liberated that I guess I am gaining confidence in all aspects of my
life."

Pedro went off to make lunch for us and I went out to check out the truck.
It was a no nonsense type truck. Not much to it but it would be great for
landscaping and hauling off junk if we ever needed it. I parked it on the
side of the house out of sight because it was that type of neighborhood.

Now I would have to plan my approach to my father's garage. Max would be
home in a few days. I was thinking of waiting till he was back home to go
ahead with my plan. It would make things easier if he were here and there
were any repercussions.

So that was my decision. Wait until Max was home. I told Pedro over lunch.
He thought it was a good idea too.

The next day Pedro and I went to Los Angeles for a few days and visited
theme parks and the beaches. By the time we were due back Max would be home.

Part 4? Cumming soon?


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