Together Box Set

Chapter 2-2

Bud had been right, David’s muscles were aching, and it had only been a couple of hours since the workout. However, the warm bubbles provided by the hot-tub located on his deck helped ease away the stiffness in his joints. One part of David remained all too stiff. He lay in the churning water, hoping it would hide the problem.

“Your periscope is up and looking around.”

Shit, doesn’t he miss anything? David thought. “Well, what’d you expect?” He realized he’d spoken out loud, but being in Bud’s presence made him less reticent about speaking his mind.

His words were greeted by a low chuckle. “You flatter me, David.”

“Bullshit. You’re f*****g awesome, and you know it. God, I bet you have a real job fighting off the women.”

“Yeah, well. Listen, didn’t you say you were gonna feed me?”

“Oh, um, yeah. Marinated chicken cooked on the grill okay?”

“Sounds great.”

“There’s some imported German lager, if you won’t be driving back later.”

David could have slapped himself. Hadn’t he promised not to bring up the subject of Bud staying the night? Any time he could spend with the beautiful hunk opposite was a bonus, he shouldn’t push his luck.

“You really know the right way to a man’s heart, don’t you?”

David got all flustered, what with the compliment and the likelihood that Bud would be spending the night.

“But I think we ought to take care of your not so little problem first. I wouldn’t want you to mistake what you’re sporting for something that ought to go on the grill.”

With a speed that surprised David, Bud leaped across the tub and was atop him, rubbing his awesome, broad hairy chest on his less developed and much smoother body. Also, David couldn’t fail to feel Bud’s erect manhood sliding across his groin. After recovering from the shock, David reached a wet hand around Bud’s neck and pulled him into a deep kiss.

Pulling away slightly, Bud said, “I’ve wanted to do that ever since I arrived.”

“So, why didn’t you?” David ran the tips of his fingers through Bud’s high and tight.

“I didn’t want to come across as too forward. I’ve always been a take charge sort of a guy, and,” he cupped David’s face in his hands, “I didn’t want to trample on you, force you into doing things I want rather than you want.”

“Oh, Bud. It’s great when you take charge. It’s, well it turns me on. I wouldn’t want you to get too rough or dominating, but…” David bit his bottom lip. “What you do makes me feel safe, cared for.” He wanted to add loved, but felt that might make Bud uncomfortable.

“You’re a really special guy, you know that?”

David wanted to protest, say he was just plain and ordinary, but his response was cut off by Bud raping his mouth and sucking his tongue into Bud’s own mouth. All through this, the lower part of Bud’s body kept rubbing against David’s belly, crotch and steely hard p***s. David felt Bud’s enormous manhood expand to even greater proportions before it began twitching, throbbing out its load. That was all David needed to be pushed over the edge, too. His mouth opened wider in a silent scream of pleasure, Bud taking the opportunity to seize further ground inside David’s mouth.

David felt as though Bud was making love to his whole body. Bud’s tongue was in his mouth, Bud’s p***s was pressed against David’s own. In addition, large hands were busy stroking, teasing and caressing all of David’s skin that they could reach.

David knew he’d never been made love to so completely before. He found himself going limp. If it weren’t for Bud taking hold of him, he would have slid under the water and drowned.

Eventually, through the fog of absolute contentment, David heard Bud’s voice. “Did I remember you saying something about feeding me?”

David tried to focus his eyes on the angelic vision hovering above him. “Uh, yeah.”

Bud chuckled. “You seem kind of out of it, stud.”

“Yeah, far out, man.”

Bud’s amusement turned into full blown laughter. “You’re really something else, David, you really are.”

“So are you, my beautiful Marine.”

“Awe, shucks.”

David smiled. He actually said awe shucks, didn’t he? “Let me go then, and I’ll fire up the grill.”

Bud complied, and David reached for a terry robe and stepped out of the still-bubbling tub.