Date: Wed, 29 May 2019 23:43:36 +0000
From: Simon Mohr
Subject: David's Contribution: David-Chapter 2

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David's Contribution: David - Chapter 2



        Summer came and went that year. For Joe, however, it wasn't like
any previous summer. Up until now, he had been clothed and indoors in
summer schools and libraries.

        Joe had not experienced nature in the raw before and began to see
real life in a different way. David was showing him the basis of life and
survival, with aphorisms from somewhere in David's mind. Examples of these
included 'One thing at a time' and 'pretty is as pretty does' along with 'a
stitch in time saves nine'.

        The two shirtless men worked together on sunny, hot days in the
garden, weeded, took care of cows, ate well, and swam naked at a bend in
the river in the hot afternoons. They were sheltered by woods from
passers-by.

        "It's a great way to cool off," David volunteered one day.

        "This is fun...and the view isn't bad," said Joe "scanning David's
crotch."

        "I don't have a mirror at home. Just as well."

        They stood on a fallen tree trunk out over the water, sun
glistening off their wet bodies, highlighting their best parts. They felt
the warm breeze, the heat rising past their faces.

        "Let's jump again."

        They plunged into the water, then swam to the other side of the
river and walked out of the river over the smooth rock-covered beach to a
patch of green grass where they lay down to catch their breath.

        David threw an arm out and gently touched Joe's chest with his
fingertips, winding them into Joe's chest hair. He turned toward
Joe. David's hand touched Joe's abdomen.

        "I never see you bring juice up from your balls. Have you done
that?"



        "I did before I came here."

        "I've never seen another man do that, Joe," David went on. "If you
want to, go ahead and show me."

        Joe's cock gave a little jump and began to swell. Soon it was
standing up, straight up, hard.

        "Am I supposed to perform solo today?"

        "Hey...the cows and bulls mix it up and perform for each
other. Guess we could too."

        Joe looked at David who was watching him and they locked eyes.

        "To make this more exciting for me, I am going to think of one
person while I do this," said Joe. "It's OK to interrupt with questions or
help me out."

        Joe began to masturbate, pleasure increasing his respiratory rate,
sending chills down his spine with a little ache in his balls. He continued
to look at David, who smiled back with his eyes, David's hand tending to
his own hard cock also.

        The combined race to orgasm of thousands of men around the globe at
that same moment in time seemed to form a volcanic background of humming
activity in their minds which grew louder and louder until they both came
in a buzz of live noise, heart rates racing, their cum flying through the
air.

        Joe had a sudden urgency to grasp David, mount him, and cover his
naked body with his. He wanted to form a permanent attachment so he could
care for David and protect him and get fucked by him.

        A sudden change in his thought stream occurred.

        He was feeling like he was in a summer bed with clean sheets, air
conditioning, a figure in white bringing him cool drinks and a deep
relaxation stole over him.

        Then he was back again to the hot sun of the day. David's hand was
on his face.

        "You left for somewhere else for a minute, Joe. You're back
now. You got really excited and your juice came clear up over your
head. Wow!"

        "I was thinking about someone, David. I was thinking about you."

        "Why me? Do I make you excited?"

        "Yeah, you kinda do, stud."

        "You need to jump into the river again and rinse off. That's what I
think."

        They both did and David dropped the subject.



        Joe met the landlady, a Mrs. Sloan, with David. One look at her and
her place gave him a clue that she needed to downsize. She had a red dress
on, and a yellow skirt over that. One sock was black; the other was a neon
green.

        She was confused as to who he was just a minute after being
introduced.

        "Are you David's brother?"

        "No, ma'am," replied Joe, "I'm just a friend staying with David for
a while, helping him out."


        "Wait a minute, I thought I was helping you out," David
interjected.


        "We're helping each other, I think."

        "Probably so."


        The landlady didn't have any work for David to do that day.


        Joe consulted the department of social services in that county. The
sole employee of that rather small agency, Mrs. Parsons, was a long- time
resident of the county and she told him she was aware Mrs. Sloan was
slipping some, a little past eccentric, and was keeping an eye out.

        At that point, Mrs. Parsons felt Mrs. Sloan still was in possession
of her faculties and able to conduct her business for herself. She was
competent, in other words.

        "Judge Parsons, my husband, feels the same way," said Mrs. Parsons
smugly.




        Joe went to visit Mrs. Sloan later in the week.

        "David and I were here last Monday," he said. "I don't know if you
remember me."

        "My memory isn't what it was. I wish I could move into town closer
to the stores and my doctor."

        "Mrs. Sloan, I have been looking to buy property here in this
county. Are you interested in selling your house and property here if you
get enough money for it, enough to see you through buying or renting in
town?"

        "Try me."

        "Would $600,000 be close to what you are thinking?"

        "Sold... if you give all of the acreage to David. He never had much
of a break in life and there might come a day when a landlord won't let him
stay for odd jobs. I don't have family and David has been tireless in
helping me out when I needed help."

        "If you agree to update the house and let David live with you until
he dies if he wishes, you can have the house and the 5 acres around it,
carved from David's acreage. My memory might not be so great, but I saw the
way you two looked at each other. I've seen newlyweds less interested in
each other."

        "Done," said Joe. "Do you have an attorney in town? Oh, and yes, I
could easily spend the rest of my life loving him. I haven't told him."

        "Attorney? I can't remember, um. How long do I have to tell you?"
Then she laughed.

        "Just joshing you. Tom Epperly was my first lover in high school,
and I doubt I'll forget his name any time soon."

        "I was a virgin senior, anxious to shed the 'virgin' part and also
to get laid before high school was over. The rumor was that he had the
biggest cock in the freshman class and the will to wield it for all to
enjoy. I paid him ten dollars to do me. He's still taking money from people
for his work, although I doubt it's for those same exact services."

        "He ended up marrying the guy with the cutest ass in the
class... Hey, it rhymes!"

        "Why don't you call him and tell him you've got a buyer, cash, and
ask him to work out a plan that helps with taxes and a plan to get another
place."

        "I'll stay with my friend in town until I can get a house. By the
way, I don't want the details of this to leak out before they have to."

        "Good, you've got a deal."

        Tom Epperly came over to the Mrs. Sloan's house the next day. She
shook his hand and gave him a short Bill of Sale.

        He still had a respectable package in his groin that made Joe take
notice, magnificent brown eyes, and not a lot of hair on his head left.



        "I hereby sell my house and all real property on 118 Wheaton Road
in Fells County to Joe Betlinski for the sum, received, of $800,000. The
property is unencumbered by debt or lien of any kind, county, city or
civil. Seller will give keys and be out 1 week from today. Date:
___________. Signed: Mrs. Linda Sloan."




        The attorney also signed as a witness and notarized the paper.

        "Mr. Betlinski, I will send you a copy of this notarized document
and the deed this week to Mr. David Fellowes at this address."

        Mr. Epperly shook her hand again, gave Joe a long considering look,
took the piece of paper, and left for town. Mrs. Sloan and Joe went to town
that same afternoon and she deposited the check in her checking account and
waited for a receipt which she carefully checked for the right account
number and amount.




        A few days later, David came back from his trip to Mrs. Sloan's
house, a little subdued.

        "She says she sold the property to somebody, Joe. The weird thing
is that she didn't think I'd have to move too."

        "She sold the property, David, on condition that you be given all
of her land minus 5 acres and the house for me to own 'free and clear'."

        "I don't believe it."

        "I was in the room when she made me promise to make sure you got
her land for life and she wanted you to live in the house if you want to
for as long as you live."

        "I don't understand. Why were you there?"


        "I'm the guy that bought her property... and here's the paper
gifting her land to you, 'free and clear' as advertised. It's yours. No
more rent ever, honey. We have a home to live in." Joe's heart started to
overflow. "I hope you love and live with me for a very long time."


        Tears came into David's eyes and he turned away. "I'll miss
her. She was the first person to give me a break."


        "I want to live with you, David. For a very long time. For the rest
of our lives. Are you interested in that or do you want to wait for a woman
and have children with her or something?"


        "I'm your man, Joe. Forever."


        Joe took David in his arms then and their lips met tenderly. Both
thought the other guy felt warm and smelled good. Joe buried his face in
David's neck. then blew in his ear.


        "Why don't you move into Mrs. Sloan's old house with me after it is
renovated and cleaned. You own all of her land now. If you don't like the
house or live there, that's up to you." Joe continued.

        "I'm going to live in the remodeled house though because I want to
be your guy. You told me that your cock likes my ass. My ass is yours now
and I intend to make your cock happy as often as it likes."

        "By the way, I have enough money to hire a farm man to do the
chores on the days you are away. If you want to build a new barn closer to
the house, you can do that too and the hired man can do the work closer to
the house."

        "You don't work, yet you have money," said David. "How did that
happen?"

        "I won the lottery, a lot of money. So, I decided I could afford to
live in the countryside with a sexy guy named David."

        "No, you didn't, you faker," said David. "You won that before you
met me. But thanks for the compliment. Yes, I'll fuck you. You need me. I
always thought that exercising my cock was a great idea. I liked it from
the beginning when it was just me. I'm pretty sure your bubble butt will
like the attention I plan to give it."

        Joe thought David said just like it was.  They needed each other
and got along just fine.

        The remodeling work in the new house took nine weeks.


        Some walls were knocked out, one was built in. A new roof, solar
and wind power, and a hydroponic and an aquaponic garden were
installed. Soon new, thick, oriental area-carpets covered the polished
hardwood floors.

        The place was painted inside and out, rewired to code and for
internet, and triple-paned windows replaced the old single-paned glass. The
old boiler was removed. Up-to-date heating and cooling systems were
installed. After that, in went a large gourmet kitchen, a large front
porch, and brand-new furniture throughout the house. Next went in a sauna,
a new bathroom with 4-person rain-equipped shower, and an indoor heated
lap-pool.

        A large enclosed shed for farm equipment went up quickly. A final
touch was an attached, heated garage for his Mercedes van. Joe had visions
of their occasional vacation to the garage to fuck in the Mercedes van in
addition to their couplings in the house and near the river and everywhere
else they could get away with without getting caught.

        Several teams of hunky and not-so-hunky construction workers got it
done in a very intense project supervised by an architect from Columbus.

        The landlady came to the farm from town and joined David and Joe to
celebrate a housewarming of sorts. She liked the changes and wished them
well.




        Later that night Joe told David he wanted to celebrate their new
house with him in a special way. "I never would have got to live here
unless I knew you first!"

        "Whatcha got in mind, dude?"

        "I want you in our new king-size bed. I want to try some things
with you that we haven't done yet."

        "If it's like anything my bulls do, I'm on you and in you. Just
think of it as my contribution, my installation project so to speak."

        "Since when did you start talking like a valley boy?" asked Joe.

        "Hey dude, the library in town is free and I can read.  Taught
myself. Bought more than a few romance stories too. I even visited one of
those adult video places once. Now that was an education."

        "By the way, I speak English and 'valley dude', some 'porn-speak',
and I'm working on French at the library. I'm uneducated past the 8th grade
of school, but I've got an imagination and I'm not a bit stupid."

        "I sent for an online course to take elementary courses and want to
get my high school education that way as well

        The first night they slept in the new house became a microcosm of
time for David and Joe, to be repeated often. David and Joe took a shower
together in warm water. Joe enjoyed washing David's hear with shampoo and
conditioner; it was an erotic exercise. David took soap and washed Joe's
cock and balls and ass; then Joe grabbed the soap to return the
favor. After rinsing and playing, they stepped out and toweled dry with
thick, new cotton towels, still warm from the heated rack.

        Joe dropped to his knees on the thick oriental rug beside their bed
and began to nuzzle David's groin. He kissed the side of David's cock which
thickened and lengthened in response. "You are a naughty man."

        Joe's mouth came around the end of David's cock which was leaking
pre-cum. Joe went a little crazy with sucking about then, David's pupils
dilated, and he threw his head back, his hands on top of Joe's head feeling
the motion, the hair, Joe's warmth.

        "Suck it, don't stop."

        "Oh, Joe! That feels so good."

        "Mmmm," Joe sounded off, not stopping.

        "Stop for a second or I'll cum, Joe," David was close to the
edge. "I want to come inside you."

        Joe pulled off and David picked Joe up and threw him on the bed. He
turned Joe on his back and mounted him. Reaching into the drawer in the
headboard, David took out the lube and coated Joe and his cock, then gently
nuzzled his neck with his mouth and brought the tip of his cock into
contact with Joe's anus.

        The sphincter muscle there was tight as usual, but feeling the
nudge of a friendly visitor, the round muscle began to open just enough for
the tip of David to find out the information it needed.  With a little more
pressure, the Joe's muscle, partly under his voluntary control, opened wide
to allow the penetration. The lube did its work and other than filling
pressure, there wasn't any friction pain. Joe welcomed David into his
'courtyard' to play and they set to the sometimes-serious business of
getting it done, David's wonderful buns contracting with each push. This
need to do it right was balanced with some fun... kissing and loving talk.

        The prolonged pleasure heightened their responses and the
sensitivity to movement...  both approached their orgasm with noisy
enthusiasm. David yelled at his peak, "Oh, damn, fuck!"

        That first night, they stayed up until 2 am, doing what made them
both feel connected and tight, Joe giving his hole and his muscles
surrounding for David's pleasure and David contributing seed and pleasure
to Joe. David's seeds would come in handy later on.