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Max Vos

2013

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SASQUATCH

TGIF. My mouth was watering at the anticipation of the cold beer I was going to have in a few minutes as I drove from my boss’s place to Frannie’s Oyster and Raw bar in Lithonia, Georgia, a suburb of Atlanta. Even though it had been a short week, given that July 4th had been Monday, it seemed as if the week would never end. A heat wave had come and parked its ass right on top of the region, and at four thirty the sign at the bank said it was one hundred two degrees. Yep, that cold beer was sure going to hit the spot.

A cloud of dust swirled around my truck as I pulled into the dry gravel parking lot of Frannie’s, veering towards the left side of the building to park. The front parking lot was full of motorcycles, most of them Harley Davidsons.

Frannie’s was an off the beaten path type dive. It had cheap beer, a variety of typical bar food, with fresh oysters and clams being the offered fare. It was little more than a shack, but it was a comfortable redneck type place, and it suited my purpose.

Now most gay men would never consider going into such a joint, but I was redneck enough to the point where it didn’t really matter to me. I was fully capable of taking care of myself, and besides, I fitted in better here than in most of the gay bars in the big city.

Once parked, I pulled off the sweat and dirt-covered wife-beater and reached over and tugged a somewhat clean t-shirt off the floor of my truck, sniffed it, deemed it clean enough, and slipped it on over my head before heading inside.

I acknowledged a few of the guys I recognized, nodding my head in their direction as I climbed onto one of the barstools. Helena, the bar maid, quickly set a half pitcher of Bud down in front of me with an ice cold mug as I settled in.

“How ya doin’ there, Jack?” she asked, with a smile.

“Hey, Helena. I guess I’m aw’right. Ready for this cold beer an’ the weekend,” I responded as I poured my first beer into the frosty mug. “This heat is killin’ me though. I don’t know how ol’ man Johansen takes it,” I said, referring to my boss and mentor.

“I don’t know how anyone does it,” Helena said as she wiped down the clean bar top for whatever reason. “Holler if you need anything, babe.” She moved down the bar to where most of her other customers were.

There was a roar of a Harley as it pulled into the parking lot. Looking over my shoulder through the tinted window, I saw it was Dave, the grandson of one of my boss’s best buddies. Dave, who everyone called Sasquatch, was at least six foot six, with a buzzed head, double piercings in both of his earlobes, a chest length beard and the hairiest body I’d ever seen on a man. He always wore a tank top T-shirt, or a T-shirt with the arms ripped out of them, summer and winter alike. I supposed it was more comfortable for him with those gigantic, heavily tattooed biceps of his. It was always a little funny to watch him come into a room. He had to duck his head and turn slightly sideways at the same time so he could fit through the door. He had a scar on his right shoulder where he’d been shot once and a thin white line just in front of his left ear where someone had cut him with a knife. Yeah, he was a rough customer, the poster child of what a bad boy would look like. Dave had been a year ahead of me in high school, and had always appeared to be the typical back-woods bad boy, but he was actually a pretty decent guy. I never had a reason to think otherwise.

We’d gotten to know each other through my boss and his grandfather, since they hung out a lot, and he was my closest neighbor as well. I had a small house on a little over five acres, and he had a trailer set up on the backside of his grandfather’s property, which was down the road a bit from my place. We’d help each other out every once in a while.

Last winter he had a big oak tree come down across his driveway, just missing his truck, and I helped him clear it away. It took us the better part of two days to get it totally cleared and as a thank you, he split the wood with me. I had been able to heat my small house for most of the winter from that fallen tree.

One of the surprising things about Dave was how quiet he was, rarely speaking unless you spoke to him first. Dave saw me at the end of the bar, nodded a greeting, and ordered himself a beer before greeting his biker buds. He was easily head and shoulders above most everyone in the bar.

I motioned to Helena. “I think I’m ready for another beer and let me go ahead and get three dozen of them Gulf oysters please, Helena.”

“Sure thing, Jack. You want some cocktail sauce?”

“Yeah, that sounds perfect,” I answered. She really was a great gal. “Plenty of crackers and hot sauce too, please,” I added.

“I’m guessing that is gonna be dinner?”

“Yeah, it is. It’s too damn hot to cook.” As if to prove my point, I wiped a bead of sweat that was running down the side of my neck.

A crunch of tires in the parking lot announced the arrival of another customer. Shortly, Lonnie Cahill came striding in, making his way directly towards me. Lonnie was bad news, no matter how you sliced it. His old man was in prison for killing his mother and another man, and he had been in and out of prison a few times himself. He was about my age, but looked twenty years older than my twenty-four, proof of his hard life.

“You a fucking queer?” he yelled into my face.

Stunned by his outburst and with him right in my face, I didn’t answer.

“I shoulda knowed you be a fucking cocksucker.” Lonnie’s spittle spraying me as he spoke. “This proves it,” he said as he slammed down a ‘David’ magazine. A local gay rag that featured the happenings in and around Atlanta that you can pick up for free at most any of the gay bars. I’d forgotten I’d left it in my truck from last weekend when I had gone out.

I could feel myself turning red, my face heating up. I may be gay, but I’d be damned if I was going to let some lowlife like Lonnie Cahill get up in my face and put me down. “Get the fuck outta my face, Lonnie, before I knock the rest of your rotten teeth outta yer head.” I stood up, letting him know I meant business.

“We gonna let this fairy stink up our place here, guys?” he asked turning around trying to garner support from the rest of the crowd at the other end of the bar. “Ain’t no fucking queers allowed in here, right?”

Dave had sauntered over by then. “Lonnie, shut up and leave the man alone,” he said to Lonnie, his deep voice low so only we could hear.

“You gonna stick up for a fucking queer, Sasquatch?” Lonnie spat out looking up at Dave. “What? He suckin’ yor dick or sumpin’?”

“That’s it, Lonnie, time for you to go.” With that Dave grabbed Lonnie by the back of the neck. Lonnie’s shock and then pain flashed across his face as Dave all but lifted him off his feet, pinching the back of his neck hard as he escorted him towards the door.

“All you guys cocksuckers in here or what?” Lonnie continued to shout.

The rest of the bar just watched as their biker brother dragged Lonnie along towards the door, not saying a word. Dave leaned down and said something to Lonnie, which seemed to shut him up while continuing towards the door, Lonnie’s neck still clutched in his huge hands. A few moments Dave came back in and casually walked over towards me.

Oh boy, now here it comes, I thought to myself as Dave sat down on the bar stool next to me.

“Listen Sas, I can—

Dave held up his hand, palm up. “Jack, there isn’t anything you need to say.” Dave started, after he hailed Helena down for a beer. “I always kinda thought you might be gay, and it doesn’t matter to me.” Helena brought Dave his beer, while looking nervously between him and the gay magazine still lying on the bar top, but not looking at me.

I grabbed the magazine, rolled it up and stuck it in my back pocket. Not saying anything, I took a long drink of my beer, draining the mug. Helena came back with the food I’d ordered.

“Can I get another pitcher and a couple of shots of Wild Turkey please, Helena?” I managed to choke out. My voice sounded foreign to me.

“Sure, hun,” she replied, although her smile now appeared a bit strained. I wasn’t quite sure how to take that, not knowing if it was sympathy or forced because of finding out I was gay.

“Thanks, Sas,” I said, finally able to bring myself to look him in the eye. “I appreciate what you did, but I could have handled Lonnie Cahill.”

Dave chuckled, a sound that came from down deep in his massive chest. “I know, Jack, I know.”

Helena brought me another pitcher and the shots I had ordered, still smiling but not saying anything. I pushed one of the shots towards Dave. We each drank the Turkey down in one smooth shot.

“What about…Uh…you know…” I mumbled, indicating the rest of the rough looking men at the other end of the bar.

“I don’t think you need to worry about any of those guys,” Dave assured me. “Most of them really don’t care. You know their motto, ‘Live and let live’. Besides, most of them can’t say a whole lot; they have their own skeletons in the closet, so to speak.” The closet reference wasn’t lost on me.

“Hey, Sasquatch, you gonna play pool or are you on a date?” A guy called Bulldog yelled down the bar, the rest of the guys laughing it up.

Dave flipped him a bird. “Hold on to your panties, asshole, I’m coming.” Dave slapped me on the back as he rose to stand up. “Thanks for the shot, Jack. I’ll catch ya later, ’kay?”

“Sure, Sas, and thanks again.” I felt better but still a little unhinged. The oysters I’d ordered didn’t look as appetizing just then, but I slurped them down just the same. I’d be damned if Lonnie Cahill was going to cost me my dinner.

“You need another pitcher, Jack?” Helena asked as she took the empty platter away a short time later.

“Naw, I think I’m gonna call it a night, Helena, thanks.”

“I’ll get your check in a sec then, hun.” Helena hesitated for a moment. “Jack, you’re welcome here anytime, don’t you go thinkin’ you’re not, okay?”

“Thanks, I really appreciate that, Helena. You’re a great gal.”

Smiling broadly she added, “Just not your type huh?”

“Uhh…I…” I stuttered uncomfortably.

“I’m just yanking your chain, Jack.” She giggled.

She brought my check. I made sure to leave her a nice big tip before I left for the night.

* * * * *

Saturday morning I was still a little shaken up by being outted by that asshole, Lonnie Cahill, but I had enough of a distraction in cleaning house. I had a date coming over that night, something that was a bit unusual for me. Normally I needed to be really involved with a guy to invite him over.

Luiz was a hot guy I’d kind of been seeing lately. He was of Cuban descent, by way of New York and he was hot as hell. He had a perfect body, killer smile and enough machismo to rev my motor. The sex was incredible, but now I needed to see if there was more, something to build a relationship on. Luiz was a bit of a fitness freak, so I had planned on grilling out a lot of fresh veggies and chicken breasts.

In the middle of my house cleaning old man Johansen called to ask if I could go and pick up a load of special order brick we had for our next job Monday morning. This was nothing unusual and I never minded doing it. I did however wish he had given me a little more notice than he did this time. The brick yard closed early on Saturdays, so I had to drop everything I was doing to make it over there in time.

I’d apprenticed with the master mason for three years, and stayed on with him for the last two. I was still learning from him. Being a brick mason was something that I had fallen in love with, and Paul Johansen was an artist. One of the premier master masons in the entire South East region, and I was fortunate enough to have apprenticed under him.

The work was hard, the days often long, and difficult in the winters, but the payoff was satisfying, and now I was making some decent money. The other benefit was that I had a tight, well-toned body that I was proud of. It wasn’t the body of some gym rat, but of one which only hard labor could provide. There wasn’t any part of my body that I didn’t use while working, adding strength and building plenty of muscle.

On my way to the brickyard, I passed by Dave’s trailer. Seeing him out front, I tooted the horn, waving. It looked as if he and his live-in girlfriend, Mandy were having an argument, so I didn’t slow down or stop.

It didn’t take long to get the brick loaded up in my truck, as the guys used the forklift, so I was home with plenty of time to shower, and finish up the little bit I needed to do for dinner. Luiz arrived shortly after I got everything done.

“Hey,” I greeted him, hugging him close after closing the front door. A deep kiss quickly ensued.

“I can’t believe you live so far out,” Luiz said, shaking his head, his New York accent crossed with a hint of a Spanish one.

“It’s close to where I work, and I like it out here. It’s very private,” I answered with a grin. Luiz was a true city boy.

I cooked dinner outside on the back deck all the while Luiz kept batting at the few bugs that came out at dusk, complaining most of the time either about the bugs or the heat. I was glad that dinner didn’t take too long, because it was really starting to grind on my nerves.

After we had eaten, things got a lot better, with us making out like crazy on the sofa. As things were really heating up, our shirts off, jeans open, there was a heavy knock on the front door. I glanced at the clock and wondered who it could be after ten at night. Mumbling, I went to answer the door, buttoning up my jeans as I went, frustrated at having been interrupted.

I opened the door and there was Dave, filling almost every square inch of the doorframe. “Hey Sas, what’s up? Something wrong?”

“Ummm…well…Mandy threw me out and I was wondering since it was late maybe you wouldn’t mind if I crashed here for the night?” It was clear that he was embarrassed to even be asking.

“Uhhh…sure Sas. Not a problem.” His coming to my aid was still very fresh on my mind.

I stepped back, holding the door open and Dave ducked and twisted through the door. Once inside, I introduced him to Luiz. “Luiz, this is Sasquatch, Sas, Luiz.”

It was obvious that he was surprised I had a visitor. I guess he didn’t notice Luiz’s car parked by the side of the house.

“Man, I didn’t know you had company. I’ll go over to granddad’s,” Dave said quickly, back pedaling.

“It’s no problem, Sas. I got the spare room,” I assured him.

The look on Luiz’s face was unreadable. I wasn’t sure if he was lusting after Dave or pissed that we’d been interrupted. Either way, I couldn’t turn Dave down, especially after yesterday. Not only was he my neighbor but he was also a good friend.

I offered Dave a beer which he readily accepted. While we sat and talked to Dave for a bit, I got a better idea of what Luiz was thinking, and there was definitely an attraction to Dave in his eyes. It became quite clear that Luiz had a thing for redneck guys.

I drained the rest of my beer. “I think Luiz and I are going to turn in, Sas. There’s plenty of beer in the fridge, clean towels in the bathroom. Make yourself at home.”

“Thanks, man. I appreciate you takin’ me in,” Dave said humbly.

“No sweat. There’s some leftover chicken in there if you get hungry,” I added as I gently pushed Luiz into the hall.

After getting Luiz into the bedroom I made sure to pick up where we had left off before Dave had arrived. I had been horny all week. As usual, Luiz was more than willing to accommodate me. The one thing I could count on was my Latin lover’s libido.

It didn’t take long before we were both naked and rolling around on the bed swapping slobbers, and groping each other like horny teenagers. Moving around, I quickly got us in a 69 position, going to town on Luiz’s dark uncut dick, the pink head peeking out from under the hood. There was something about having an uncut dick to play with, and Luiz’s was a beauty. It was darker than the rest of his body, and his fur-covered balls were almost black they were so dark.

After bringing each other close to busting a nut a few times, Luiz moved down between my legs, lifting them, and then rimming me, driving me nuts. I knew he was working up to fucking me, so I quickly reached into the nightstand drawer and pulled out condoms and lube.

He noticed my actions and wasted no time in suiting up, and then driving his perfect sized Latino love stick deep into my waiting butt. Luiz started a slow and steady rhythm, grinding into me each time he bottomed out, his black, wiry pubic hair brushing my balls like a wool brush, sending me into overdrive. Leaning down, he started kissing me, his tongue reaching for my tonsils, bending me almost in half.

My eyes half opened, I saw Dave looking through the slightly open door. What shocked me was that Dave was rubbing what looked to be a very large erection through his boxers. I decided not to say or do anything, especially since I was really enjoying what Luiz was doing. I waited to see what would happen, if anything.

Luiz must have been as horny as I was, so it didn’t take him long to start pounding my ass like a mad man on a mission. His sheathed cock was slamming into my prostate, making my throbbing dick belch out pre-cum like an open artery. When he reached down and started jerking me, it only took three strokes to bring me off. The head of my dick expanded and I was soon shooting a hot heavy load, the first shot hitting him in the middle of his hairy chest, the following four or five landing on my own fuzzy chest. My clinching ass must have been enough to trigger his own orgasm, as he roared, slamming his hips into my ass while unloading his creamy spunk into the reservoir of the rubber.

When I was able to open my eyes, Dave was no longer standing in the doorway, so I wasn’t sure if he had been there for the finale or not, and at that point I didn’t much care. As I caught my breath, I reached up and scraped my cum off Luiz’s chest, brought it down to my mouth and sucked it off my fingers as Luiz smiled down at me. He knew me well enough by now to know I was a total cum slut. He rolled off me, pulled the condom off his deflating dick, held the open end over my mouth and squeezed out his still warm cum into my open mouth like a baby bird waiting to be fed.

With the empty condom in hand, Luiz announced he needed to take a leak. He crawled off the bed and left the bedroom, still naked, carrying the used rubber to dispose of.

Having mopped up the remaining cum that I hadn’t been able to get into my mouth from my chest, I dropped the used towel off the side of the bed. I relaxed, my hands behind my head, relishing the afterglow of good sex. I was hoping that Luiz would have more in his tank, because I already wanted to go another round with him.

After a few minutes I started wondering what was keeping Luiz. He had been gone more than long enough to take care of his business, so I got up thinking that maybe he needed something. When I walked into the hall, the bathroom door at the end was open and Luiz was on his knees with Dave’s more than ample cock pumping in and out of his mouth.

At first I was more than a little pissed, but seeing Dave with his boxers around his ankles made me stop and admire his body, which was amazing.

I knew that he worked out a lot because of his job as a bounty hunter and repo man, but I had never paid much attention to it before. It was now that I noticed just how huge his arms were, and his pumped chest and ripped abdomen were a sight to behold. Dave’s ass was perfectly shaped, also covered in man fur, and his legs were the size of most tree trunks. Why had I never noticed how drop dead gorgeous he was before now?

“Uh-hmmm…” I cleared my throat, letting them both know they were being watched. With my arms crossed on my chest I waited for them, knowing that both of them were going to be embarrassed, or at least I hoped they would be.

Immediately Dave turned, his mouth dropped open, and pushed Luiz off his huge uncut dick, none too gently, while reaching for his boxers. Luiz turned to look at me with a smile on his face, the look of a kid who had just got caught with his hand in the cookie jar, and was asking for forgiveness.

“I’ll share,” Luiz said as he wiped the spittle from around his mouth with the back of his hand.

“Jack, I…” Dave was stuttering, blushing, all the while trying to hide his obvious erection, and none too successfully.

I slowly walked towards them. They both looked a little nervous as I approached, Luiz standing finally, squaring his shoulders. I reached out and took both of their hands and pulled them towards the bedroom. “Damn fucking right you’re gonna share,” I addressed Luiz with a growl, letting him know I wasn’t exactly pleased.

When I got to the bed, I crawled onto it, pulling Dave up to the edge. I yanked down his shorts that he had managed to pull back up with one hand earlier, and started playing with his huge fat uncut dick, bringing it back to life. Luiz must have gotten the hint, because he got behind me and started lubing up my ass again, getting me ready for another ass pounding, this time doggie style.

With me now on my hands and knees, I opened my mouth wide and took most of Dave’s dick into my mouth. Getting him slicked up, it wasn’t long until I was able to choke down most of that monster, deep throating him. This must have been a first for Dave.

“Fuck! How’d you do that?” Dave asked in awe, before he moaned.

I didn’t answer him. I was always told to never speak with your mouth full, so I didn’t. I do have some manners after all. I continued to show Dave my best skills, as Luiz started pushing into me once again, filling my hungry hole. Luiz was gripping my hips as he started his slow pumping in and out, then Dave gently reached up with both of his meaty paws, placing one on either side of my head, almost a caress. He wasn’t forcing me onto him, just holding my head, his thumbs stroking the sides of my face.

The smell of Dave’s groin was like the sweetest perfume I’d ever had the privilege to smell. It was like a red-hot light had exploded in my mind, the scent of him combined with the taste unlike anything I had experienced before, and I had experienced a lot.

I reached up with one hand and started pulling and rolling Dave’s balls around. I could feel as much as hear Dave as he moaned, thrusting his hips forward, burying his fat cock in my throat. I could feel his balls tighten and start to draw up, alerting me that he was getting close—too close. I pulled back a bit, slacking off on the suction as well as slowing down, making sure to prolong this as long as possible. I also knew that since Luiz had already nutted earlier, he was going to take a while to get off again.

Luiz’s balls slapped against mine as he gained momentum, his hips smacking against the flesh of my hard ass, and I realized I might have misjudged him. I knew him well enough by now to know that he was coming down the home stretch, as he punched his rock hard dick into my juicy ass, grazing over my stimulated love nut.

Turning my head slightly, looking up at Dave’s body, I saw Luiz’s hands, buried in his chest hair pulling and twisting Dave’s hard nipples. Luiz was pulling Dave as he leaned in, trying to get Dave to kiss him, but Dave was resisting, turning his head away, clearly not comfortable with that.

Turning my concentration back to the job at hand, I put my best effort into getting Dave off. It was my plan to get him off the same time as Luiz, and I couldn’t wait to savor what I knew was going to be a real treat—Dave’s baby batter. I didn’t have long to wait.

What started as a grunt turned into a low vibrating moan, from deep within Dave’s gut. His muscles tightened. I could feel the head of his dick swelling, his foreskin completely retracted. Dave’s body froze before the first shot exploded like a water cannon into my waiting mouth. The force of that first shot surprised me with its power, and the quantity made me choke for a brief second. The second explosion wasn’t quite as forceful as the first, but the quantity was equally as much. I had to swallow quickly to keep up with the amount of cum he was pumping out.

The loud, now familiar, roar that came from behind me announced that Luiz had reached his pinnacle and was unloading his second nut of the evening. His dick slammed into me, his rhythm erratic as he pushed through his orgasm, while Dave’s was subsiding, his thick cream still oozing from the slit of his mushroom headed cock.

Shuddering, Dave’s thick thighs quivered as he pulled his softening dick out of my mouth. He was still holding my head, almost as if he needed it to keep his balance, but his touch was a caress.

Luiz pulled his dick from my ass and gave me a playful slap on the right cheek of my now well-used butt. With both men’s dicks out of me, I collapsed, rolling onto my back, my still hard dick jutting into the air. Luiz pulled the condom off, placing it over my dick and jacked me off. It didn’t take long for me to feel that familiar tingle as my balls pulled up, ready for blast off. My back arched, my eyes open as I looked into Dave’s astonished gaze. My cock pumped out another load into the already full rubber, adding my load to Luiz’s, filling the tip of the used condom to overflowing.

With Dave watching, in either awe or disgust, I couldn’t tell which, Luiz emptied the cum into my mouth, me sucking as much of the man-nectar down as I could. I wasn’t going to hide what I wanted or what I was at this point. If he was going to participate, he was going to see it all.

Dave started to pull back and reached for his shorts. Sitting up on my knees I reached out, stopping him. He looked up, his face questioning. Shaking my head no, I took his hand and pulled him towards the bed. Luiz had already fallen back onto the bed, one hand behind his head, his eyes closed.

I pulled Dave onto the bed with Luiz and I, letting him know that I wanted him to sleep with us. It was a good thing I had a king sized bed, and I knew that because of his size, he would be more comfortable in here than in the small double bed in the other room.

Hesitantly, Dave crawled into bed, leaving me in the middle between him and Luiz. I could already tell that Luiz had fallen asleep by the slow steady breathing. Dave was a little stiff lying next to me. Turning slightly towards him, I gently rubbed his chest, hopefully relaxing him. It took a while, but my steady stroking eventually relaxed him, and soon he was snoring, and snoring loudly. Oddly enough this didn’t bother me. Actually I found it almost comforting as I drifted off to sleep, my hand still on Dave’s vibrating chest.

I don’t think I’d been asleep long when I felt Luiz get out of bed. Hearing him moving around, I turned over and saw him getting dressed. I looked over at the clock and noticed it was only two a.m.

“Where’re you going?” I whispered, trying not to wake Dave.

“I can’t sleep with all that noise,” he answered, sounding quite irritated as he nodded in Dave’s direction.

I slipped out of bed and followed Luiz out to the door. “You don’t have to go, you know.”

“Three’s a crowd,” he said, snapping at me. The expression on his face pissed me off royally.

“Hey, you’re the one who started all this,” I said, pointing out that it was him who had got caught sucking Dave off.

“Whatever. I’ll give you a call,” was his short but stiff reply.

That really pissed me off. All this attitude he was slinging was more than I was prepared to put up with. As he walked out the door I said, “Don’t fucking bother.” I closed and locked the door behind him. “What an asshole,” I muttered to myself.

I walked back to my bedroom. Dave was lying there snoring away, sleeping like a baby, just the way I’d left him. He was obviously a sound sleeper, as neither Luiz nor I had woken him up. Crawling back into bed, I slid over next to him. I snuggled up against his warm furry body and quickly went back to sleep, without another thought of Luiz.

* * * * *

Slowly I opened my eyes. Once my eyes focused I saw a nipple, almost totally obscured by hair, a mere millimeters from my nose. I breathed deeply then remembered and recognized that smell that was distinctly Dave. It was then that I noticed an arm wrapped around my body, my head resting comfortably in the crook of that hairy arm and shoulder. Turning my head as gently as possible, I looked up towards Dave’s face, only to be met with his dark expressive eyes.

“You were sleeping so well I didn’t want to wake you by moving.” His deep voice rumbled, vibrating against my head, barely above a whisper.

I found my voice, albeit scratchy from sleep. “Umm…sorry Sas, I didn’t mean to… ummm…you know…” I started to move away, hoping I hadn’t made him uncomfortable.

He held me tight, not letting me move. “It’s not a problem, little buddy. I was kinda enjoying it.” Leaning in, he touched his lips to mine, reminding me of the slightest touch of a butterfly’s wings against your skin. Needless to say, I was caught completely off guard. “I really gotta piss though,” he said with a slight smile.

“Oh yeah…sure.” I watched as he got up and padded to the door, his perfect meaty butt flexing as he walked. I thought to myself how much I would like to push my face in between those hairy cheeks.

As soon as I heard the toilet flush I got up to go take a leak myself, my morning wood bouncing out in front of me, leading the way. As I met Dave in the hall he looked down at my bouncing dick and low hanging balls and smiled. Before I knew what happened, he took a swing and smartly smacked my dick.

“Ow, what the fuck was that for, Sas?” I asked.

“Just for shits and giggles.”

“You’ll pay for that one, Sasquatch,” I said, glaring at the huge man.

Hurriedly I rushed to the bathroom to empty my now very full bladder. Over the sound of my stream hitting the water I heard the television turn on in the living room. The big oaf was watching cartoons.

After flushing the toilet I made my way into the living room, where I saw Dave lounging on the sofa, still naked, grinning like a big kid as he watched his cartoons. Shaking my head, I went off to make some much-needed coffee.

Soon we were sitting in front of the boob tube eating a hearty breakfast of bacon, eggs and grits, watching cartoons and laughing our asses off, both still buck-naked. It didn’t seem as if either of us were uncomfortable being naked in front of each other. I found that to be a very good thing.

I got the kitchen cleaned up when the church stuff took over the TV, then I let Dave know I was going to take a shower, and that I’d lay out a towel and spare toothbrush for him. As I was rinsing the shampoo out of my hair, I felt a rush of cool air hit my warm, moist body.

“You need your back washed?

Before I could answer him, he was in the shower with me scrubbing my back, his large hands massaging as he went, forcing me to put my hands against the shower wall, moaning in appreciation.

Even though I was five eleven, Dave still towered over me, and with that leverage, he was really able to work out all the kinks in my neck and shoulders, turning me into putty. He moved down my back, treating me to the same firm hands.

When he came to the top of my ass cheeks, he hesitated, but after a few moments he continued on, gently washing my ass cheeks then slowly slipping his hand into the crevice, brushing against my slightly tender hole, pulling yet another groan of pleasure from me.

Once he felt he had done all he could there, he squatted down, washing my legs all the way to the shower floor. I couldn’t remember the last time I’d taken such an enjoyable shower with another man.

“Turn around,” he commanded, his voice husky and low.

With Dave still squatting, he started washing the front of my legs, starting from the bottom up. When he reached my semi erect dick, again he hesitated, but like a trooper, he took the bull by the horns and gently washed my cock and balls, which of course brought me to full erection.

He reached up and washed my chest, making my nipples stand to attention. He seemed slightly fascinated with the hair on my chest, swirling it around with the soap. Dave was so tall that he was able to wash under my arms up to my shoulders and neck without standing.

Once he was done washing me, he pushed me backwards, letting the water rinse off all the soap. He lifted my semi erect cock and then balls, which had slightly deflated, rinsing the soap from my groin, the soap running down my furry legs. The attention he was giving my dick made me hard as a rock all over again. As I was watched, Dave stroked my more than slightly above-average circumcised dick.

Dave seemed enthralled, slowly jacking me off, concentrating on my hard dick. A pearl of pre-cum formed on the tip, sitting right on top of the piss slit. As if in slow motion, Dave leaned forward, sticking out his large tongue, licking the shiny goo. I could tell he was studying the taste, trying to decide if he was okay with it or not. I knew my taste better than anyone, and I knew the taste was very slight, but mostly on the sweet side.

I guess he was all right with the taste since he licked the entire head with his broad tongue, making my dick jump and me moan again. I wanted nothing more than to shove it into his mouth, but I understood he needed to do this at his own pace. The idea that he was even doing this much was more than a little surprising.

Without hesitation, he opened his mouth and took almost my entire dick into his mouth. My body tensed as I gasped out loud. Dave’s hands were firmly holding my hips as he slowly started to bob up and down on my throbbing dick. I was so turned on watching him, knowing that this was probably the first time he had ever had a man in his mouth.

The suction was so strong when he came to the head of my dick, it felt as if he were trying to pull the sensitive glans right off the shaft. Even though I had gotten off twice the night before, and gotten off well, at the rate he was going I knew I wasn’t going to last very long. When he started playing with my nuts using his left hand, I was passing the point of no return. Quickly I alerted Dave that he was about to make me shoot so he could pull off. He didn’t pull off, only picked up the pace. Using my hands, I tried to push him off, but he was having none of it.

Every muscle in my body turned to stone and a squeak popped out of me as I blasted into his hot sucking mouth, his beard tickling my drawn up nuts. I heard him gag a bit, but he kept right on sucking, pulling my cum up the tube into his waiting mouth. I watched as he swallowed each shot. He was sucking me so hard I was afraid my testicles were going to be pulled through the head of my dick.

Dave kept sucking until I couldn’t take it anymore, my poor dick so sensitive it felt raw. I had to pry him off my prick, pushing his head away with both hands. When he looked up into my eyes, I could see that he was wondering if he’d done a good job or not. Without a second thought I leaned down and kissed him. It clearly took him by surprise. He didn’t react at first, but when I licked his full bottom lip, he opened his mouth so that I was able to taste him, and myself, for the first time.

Reaching underneath his armpits, I made him stand up, neither of us breaking the ever-deepening kiss. I rubbed my hands up and down his massive hairy chest, where I could feel his nipples harden as my palms washed over them. His hard dick was poking me in the stomach, and I wasn’t going to let this golden opportunity get away from me.

Dropping to my knees, I took Dave’s hooded joystick into my very hungry mouth. Dave’s big man-paws immediately rose to either side of my face, his head thrown back as he enjoyed the attention he was getting. I used both hands, one manipulating his large egg-shaped nuts, the other jacking him off as I suctioned his granite hard cock.

It wasn’t long until his nuts jumped up and he was giving me a second taste of his man juice. Being a little more aware of how much cum he was able to pump out, I was ready and able to savor him this time. Even in the shower, I could smell him, which only added to my excitement in tasting this gentle giant.

When I was satisfied that I had gotten every drop, I stood up, where he enveloped me in his huge arms, hugging me close to his chest. I could hear his heartbeat thumping wildly in his chest. A few moments later he lifted my chin and stooped down to kiss me gently, tasting himself for possibly the first time.

When he ended the kiss, he spoke softly. “I never knew it could be like this.”

“Is that a good thing?” I asked. I had been afraid that he was going to regret what we had done.

“Oh yeah, a very good thing,” he said with a smile.

Neither of us said anything as we finished up in the shower. After drying off I had to laugh a little as his towel was soaking wet with all the moisture from his big fur covered body. He only looked at me shyly as he hung the almost dripping towel over the shower rod. I made a mental note to stop and get some of those extra-large bath sheets they had at Wally-World.

We got dressed and then sat in the living room, finishing off the last of the coffee. There was something I had to know. “Was that your first experience with another guy?”

Dave blushed slightly before answering. “Well, when I was in juvenile detention a few guys and I had a circle jerk, but that was all.”

“I hope it didn’t freak you out, Sas. If it did, I’m real sorry.”

“No, it didn’t freak me out like I thought it might.” He looked down at his feet, obviously embarrassed. “I…uhhh… I kinda saw you and your friend having sex last night.”

“I know. I saw you peeking through the door.” I smiled at him, letting him know it was okay.

His head jerked up. “You saw me and didn’t say anything?”

“I figured it was okay since you were pulling on that big ol’ pud of yours.” I chuckled.

Poor Dave turned beat red knowing he had been busted.

“And you’re okay with everything we did?” I asked him.

“I guess I’m a little confused.” His brow was furrowed. “I mean, I never thought I could get off with another guy, but I’ve had two of the best orgasms of my life. The big thing was I really got off on sucking you off, I really got into it.” His eyes met mine. “If anyone had ever said that I’d swallow another guy’s load, I’d probably have taken their head off. Not only did I do it, I…well hell, I liked it. I liked it a lot.” He was looking me dead in the eye as he finished.

“I want you to know, Sas, that I never looked at you as a possible sex partner before.” I wanted him to know that I hadn’t been perving on him.

Dave looked a little hurt, which really surprised me.

“Hey, don’t get me wrong there, big guy, but I don’t go around trying to hook up with straight guys,” I hastened to reassure him. “But you know now that… well, you know…I gotta tell you, you’re one of the hottest guys I’ve ever met, and trust me, I ain’t no virgin.”

That got a big grin from him and a little bit of a blush.

“I promise I won’t say anything, Sas. I know that once you patch things up with Mandy, I won’t expect you to want to do anything ever again.” Deep down I hated saying that, but I needed to give him a way out. It was only fair.

With no hesitation at all he said, “Mandy and I are through. I can’t take her messing around with other guys anymore. She’s a total slut, and I can’t take that shit, ya know?” He paused, clearly deep in thought. “I think she’s also doing drugs with that low-life sister of hers too, and I can’t afford to lose my gun permit or bounty license because of that kinda crap.”

“Wow, I had no idea.” I was really surprised that she was fooling around on Dave. “She’s crazy. If I had a hot guy like you to come home to, I wouldn’t even look at anyone else. You’re the total package, man, as far as I can tell.”

Dave blushed like crazy again. For such a big man, he was so cute when he blushed. He looked kind of shy, a slight grin on his face, as he stroked his long beard. Who’d have thought that this big bad biker boy had such a soft side?

During this break in our conversation there was a knock on the door. I got up to answer it, and when I opened the door, there stood Mandy. She was wearing the shortest pair of cutoff jeans I think I’d ever seen and a very revealing halter-top. It was a good thing that Dave and I had put clothes on after our shower.

“Hey ya, Jack.” Mandy was trying her best to be seductive. Little did she know. “Is Sas here? I see his truck parked out under the tree.”

“Yeah, Mandy, he’s here.” I was a little revolted by her, especially since I now knew she was sleeping around. The drug thing didn’t surprise me at all. “Come on in,” I invited her, standing aside to let her come in.

Dave stood up and looked at her. “Hey, baby,” she cooed at him.

She sashayed over to him, swinging her hips, doing her best to be seductive. Between her voice and her actions, it reminded me of a horny bitch-cat in heat. There was nothing sexy about it, if you asked me.

Throwing her arms around his neck, in a baby talk voice she asked, “You still mad at me?” She batted her eyelashes at him, trying to look coy. “Why don’t ya come on home, sugar, and I’ll make everything all right.”

Dave reached up and took her hands from around his neck, pushing her away from him. “No, Mandy, I’m not coming back with you.” He spoke firmly, his voice scarily quiet. “You and I are done.”

“But, baby, I love you.” She moved towards him again, using all her feminine wiles on him.

“I’ll tell granddad that you’ve got one month to get out,” he said, his voice flat, his eyes dead. “I already paid this month’s rent, but I want you out at the end of the month. You got me?”

With her hands on her hips, her voice hardened. “And just where do you think you’re gonna be stayin’?”

“He’s staying right here.” I pushed myself into the conversation.

The shock on her face was comical. It didn’t last long before it was replaced with outright hostility. “Here?” She questioned, her eyes darting back and forth between Dave and me, as if waiting for the punch line of a bad joke.

Dave looked at me, his expression a mixed bag of emotions: gratitude, changing to shock, then disbelief, and finally relief. “Sas and I’ll be over in a few minutes to get his stuff.” I hoped he saw this as me helping him out, and not sticking my nose too far into his business.

“You think you can just leave me, and throw me out, do you?” The venom was practically visible as I imagined it dripping from her thin, lipstick-red lips.

“Mandy, I’m tryin’ to be fair about this,” Dave responded, keeping his cool. “Just go on back to the trailer and make whatever plans you need to make. Jack and I’ll be over shortly.”

“Look here, you mother fucker,” she spat, one hand on her hip, the other poking Dave in the chest. “If you think I'm gonna let some over-grown moron—”

I didn’t let her go any further. “Get out of my house, skank. No one talks to my friends like that in my house.” I firmly gripped Mandy just above the elbow and ushered her to the door.

She turned on me, opening her mouth ready to respond. Before she could get a word out, Dave said, “Mandy, you try and cause any trouble here and I’ll make sure you’re outta that trailer before the sun sets.” Dave growled menacingly, his face hard and his eyes glinting.

That must have done the trick. She turned on her heel and stomped out, taking the tension that had filled the room with her.

Dave turned to me, letting out a deep breath before speaking. “Jack, I know you’re trying to help me out and all, but are you sure I wouldn’t be imposing on you too much?”

“Dave, you’re more than welcome to stay here, you can stay in the spare room. I promise I won’t like come onto you or anything,” I stammered out. “I won’t expect you to share my bed or anything. I guess no strings attached is what I’m trying to say here.”

There was an intensity that I’d never seen in Dave’s eyes before. “I think I would like to share your bed.” There was no question he meant what he was saying. His gaze lowered. “If you’ll let me, that is.” He was clearly unsure of what my answer would be.

I closed the short distance between us. “Sas, if that is what you want, I’m more than okay with it. It was great waking up with you this morning. I could get used to it, if you wanna know the truth.”

Looking down at me, Dave had a silly grin on his face. “Yeah, I’m pretty sure that is what I want.” A look of concern seeped onto his face. “You know I don’t…it’s like…I don’t have a lot of experience with all this.”

It was a little strange to have this big, normally self-confident man looking so unsure of himself.

“Sas, I’m not sure where all this is going, or where it might end up,” I said as I stroked the side of his handsome face. “But we can go as slow and as far as you’re comfortable with. If something… freaks you out or if it gets too much, just let me know. Okay?”

“I don’t want to come between you and…” Dave was obviously trying to remember Luiz’s name.

“Luiz,” I finished for him.

“Yeah. You and him got something going.”

“Not anymore,” I stated flatly. “We really didn’t have that much in common. Besides, I’m kind of a one man type of guy, and he liked to play the field way too much. I’d never be able to trust him. Last night proved that to me.” I tried to lighten the mood. “Besides, he’s a damn Yankee, anyways.”

Dave laughed. Slowly, not quite sure of himself, he pulled me to him. Guiding his head, I pulled him down, kissing him, teaching him that he didn’t need to be afraid of showing affection, at least not with me.

I broke the kiss reluctantly. “Come on Sas, I’ve got some boxes out in the toolshed. Let’s go and get your stuff. After that I’ll grill us out some steaks for dinner. Think you can handle that?”

“Oh man, you’re talking my kinda language,” he said, smiling again. “I’ll pick up some more beer after we’re done over at the trailer. Maybe even get some dessert or something.”

“That’ll work,” I said, smiling as I opened the back door.

* * * * *

It was hotter than Hades, and it wasn’t even noon yet, but then it was the 4th of July, and in Georgia, so what else could you expect? Dave and I were enjoying our coffee out by the pool that we had put in. Whenever either of us got too hot, we just jumped in the cool, refreshing water.

Dave had built us some really cool poolside furniture, welding it out of heavy aluminum. The best piece was the extra-large double lounger, where both of us could lie next to each other. Mrs. Hall, who lived next door to us in Sas’s old trailer, made all the cushions, making everything nice and comfy.

During the summer months, Dave and I rarely put clothes on. Not only did it save on laundry, but it was convenient when we decided to fuck like rabbits, which was often. Dave had been a quick learner, and now there wasn’t anything he couldn’t or wouldn’t do sexually. If anything, he became as much a pig as I was, if not more so. Our sex life was quite active, and I was more than satisfied with having him as my one and only lover.

It wasn’t long after I asked him to live with me permanently that he realized I worried about him a lot when he went out to either repo a vehicle or went looking for those who had skipped bail. He applied for, and got, a job as a journeyman at an ironworks place not too far from the brickyard. He was enjoying learning the craft of welding and iron bending. As it turned out, he was really creative and the owner let him design more and more of their projects. He only had a couple of more years before he would complete the apprenticeship program and could then strike out on his own, if that was what he wanted to do. He was making decent money now, but once he was done, he’d really be raking in some good dough.

Dave set down his coffee and rolled over on top of me. “Think we have time for a quickie before we have to head over to granddad’s?”

I kissed the hunk of a man. “I think we could be a few minutes late.”

Grabbing the bottle of lube that we seemed to keep handy in every room of the house and beside the pool, he popped the top open. Dave then lubed up the dick that I’d come to know extremely well. He grabbed my legs behind my knees and lifted my ass up into the air. Like a guided missile, his hard dick found its target. We knew we were both safe and clean, and as such we’d been happy to dispense with the condoms.

My ass, well accustomed to his length and girth, quickly adjusted to him as he pushed into me. He smiled. “Feels so good, babe. I love being inside you.” He stilled, buried balls deep. “This has been the best year of my life, Jack. I don’t know how…oh hell...um…I love ya, Jack, it’s that simple.”

“I know, Sas, but it is nice to hear it every once in a while.” Our eyes locked. “You know I love you too, don’tcha? I don’t need anything else but what we’ve got.” We finished with a deep loving kiss, something Dave wouldn’t even have considered doing a year ago.

As he started pumping into me, filling me, hitting all the right spots, my eyes rolled back in my head. This was a little different from our normal fuck session. He was making love to me, showing me physically how much he loved me, taking his time, doing all the things he knew flipped my switch.

His long beard tickled my chest as he licked, chewed, and then sucked on my neck, just below my ear, one of my hot spots. His hairy stomach ground into my cock, sending shivers up and down my body. He knew how much I loved it when he did that.

It wasn’t long before he was long dicking me, slamming that monster cock in and out of my butt, giving me all he had. I loved the way he would let loose and really pound my ass. Both he and I were quickly storming towards our mutual climax. With a deep grunt that I loved to hear, he slammed into me, his back arching as he unloaded deep inside me. I could feel the warmth of his hot load splashing my insides. I loved the feeling of his balls unloading inside me.

Once he had emptied his large nuts, he bent down, lifting my legs even higher, he sucked my dick all the way down to the root, massaged the head of my dick with his throat muscles. He sure had learned a lot this past year. Dave then bobbed a few times until I shot my load into his mouth. I had held off for this special treat that was now part of our regular routine.

After Dave had sucked ever last drop he could get out of me, he kissed me, letting me share in the tasty treat, swapping my cum back and forth between our mouths. When we had kissed it all gone, he again lifted my legs, this time by my ankles, leaned in and sucked his own load out of my well-battered butt. Not being the greedy one, he also shared that as well. I sucked whatever had escaped from his mustache and beard, not wanting anything to go to waste.

Dave leaned in for one last kiss, his fat tongue stroking the inside of my mouth, then the outside. Pulling back slightly, he looked into my eyes. “Damn, I love you, Jack.” He said this with such intensity that it almost scared me. “I’ve never been this happy, and it’s all because of you.”

“I love you too, Dave.” I only hoped that he could see the same intensity that he showed me. “You have my heart and soul.” He smiled broadly on hearing that.

I should have known I was in trouble when his smile turned into a smirk. He picked me up and proceeded to toss my well fucked butt into the pool. As soon as I surfaced, sputtering, he did a cannonball jump barely missing me and sloshing a few gallons of water out of the pool.

“Fuck, Sas, you ain’t nothing but an overgrown kid!” I yelled.

“Yeah, and your point is?” he replied, smiling.

“I wouldn’t have it any other way,” I said as I kissed him.

We quickly got cleaned up and dressed, and then jumped onto his big hog, me holding onto his waist as we headed to his grand-dad’s for the 4th of July cook-out. The now-familiar sight of us roaring down the road, me on the back of his bike, didn’t faze anyone anymore, and if it did…well, fuck ’em. I was more than happy if anyone thought I was this bad boy’s biker bitch. I really didn’t give a shit, I was as happy as a pig in slop.

No one questioned our relationship. We didn’t say anything, but it was pretty well understood that we were now a couple, and no one seemed to actually care. Lonnie Cahill was back in prison, so we never had to worry about him. Dave and I had found ourselves together and planned on staying that way—till death do us part. With any luck, that wouldn’t be for another 50 years or so. Wonder if we’ll still be screwing like dogs in heat then? We can only hope.

The End

About the author

Max Vos is a classically trained chef with over 30 years of food service experience. After retiring in 2011, Max found himself with time on his hands and turned his talents to writing. ‘Cooking English’, a short story, was his first published work, and has three others currently in publication. His first novel will be published sometime this year through MLR Press and he has just completed he second novel.

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Hawk ‘n’ Harley

Dan Cowen is a fourth grade teacher who isn't exactly in the closet. He likes to keep his personal life just that - personal. But when he has cause to speak with the parent of a student, Harley Smith, into his life - and his classroom - strolls Hawk, large as life and twice as sexy. Hawk is pushing all Dan's buttons. So when Dan is invited to dinner, he jumps at the chance. Neither man has a clue where dinner will lead to...

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