Date: Fri, 3 Jan 2014 08:45:46 +0100
From: Amy Redek <adultreading@gmail.com>
Subject: "Loving the Mechanic" Part two

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  Part Two.

  I came awake with him back down the bed and sucking on my morning
erection, giving out a groan at the pleasure he was giving me as well as
him now knowing that I was coming awake. His hand firmly moving the soft
skin up and down over the hard piece of flesh and gave up the cum that had
accumulated during the night. Again I felt the suction as he swallowed it
and had him licking the head clean before releasing me to come back up from
under the covers and giving me a kiss on the cheek.

  `It tasted even better than last night,' he said. `Let's have a shower
and get dressed for breakfast.' With that, he let go of me and rolled over
and got out of bed, his cock sticking out from his groin, and I got out
too, and followed him into the bathroom. I watched the cheeks of his bum
moving about as I walked behind him, wondering what it would be like
pushing my cock up in between them. He turned on the shower before pushing
me inside and him following, with there being enough room for the two of
us.

  There was a soap dispenser fitted to the wall and he squirted some soap
out into his hand and began to wash my cock and balls for me and so leaned
back against the tiled wall as he did so.

  `Will you wash mine now?' he asked when he'd finished, and I looked down
to see that he still had this erection, but still did as he asked. Well it
was the least I could do, and so with soap on my hand, began to wash his
cock and balls. `Will you jerk me off too?' he asked, and so turning him
round, moved up tight to his body, feeling my cock being squashed against
the cheeks of his bum as I held him round the waist with my left hand as I
began to jerk him off with my right. He leaned back towards me, wriggling
his bum against my cock as I moved my hand up and down his cock until I
felt his body stiffen and felt his cum moving up the tube of his cock and
had it shoot out to hit the tiled wall, it slowly being washed down with
the spraying water.

  `I needed that,' he said when he'd finished and with that, he turned the
water off and got out of the shower and got two towels out of the cupboard
there for us to dry ourselves. When done, we went back into the bedroom
where he rummaged through a chest of drawers and the wardrobe and got out
some clothes for me to wear.

  There were surprised looks of the faces of the family when I walked into
the dining room with Peter, who then told them why I was there.

  `Another one to feed Sheila,' he said, her being the wife of
Michael. `Eddie worked till well past midnight in getting the truck
repaired fit to be used today,' he said, speaking to his father. `The least
I could do was let him sleep over as the bus had stopped running by
then. Plus he needed a shower and his clothes were filthy, so I've lent him
some of mine.'

  `So the truck's okay then?' Graham asked me as I was pushed into a chair
by Peter. `The tank looked a mess last night.'

  `Well it will do until we get a new one, for I don't know how long it
will last. But it's road worthy, that I can assure you,' I replied,
thanking Sheila for the big plate of eggs, sausages and bacon that had been
placed in front of me. I was that hungry, I wanted to wolf it down but
remembered my manners and took it easy, but still cleared the plate and had
a slice of buttered toast and washed it all down with two cups of coffee.

  I thanked Sheila and Katie as well as Graham for letting me dine with
them and gave them my apologies for not offering to help with the washing
up as I had work to do. I think that this went down well with the boss as
he left the table with me and followed me out and into the yard where he
inspected the work I had done last evening.

  He agreed in getting a new fuel tank but suggested that the old one was
left on till the new one was needed. I was quite pleased with myself at
doing a good job in getting that truck back out onto the road. Brian was
pleased too with what I had done. So was Sam pleased with me, that is until
tea break. She had made me coffee and sat down with me in the canteen.

  `How was the bed last night?' she asked.

  `Fine,' I said.

  `But surely the sheets were damp. That spare room hasn't been used for
ages,' she said.

  `I beg your pardon. Spare room?' I asked, somewhat bewildered.

  `Yes, the spare room. Did Peter change the sheets for you?'

  `No. I slept in his bed.' I told her.

  `What!!' she cried out. `Didn't you know he is gay?'

  `Not at the time, but I do now,' I grinned.

  `Don't tell me you fucked him and had him fuck you?' she demanded with a
sour look on her face.

  `No!' I exclaimed.

  `You didn't have sex with him then?' she asked, the expression on her
face almost back to normal.

  `Er, well, sort of,' I admitted. I had been brought up to not tell
lies. It's easy to remember the truth but difficult to remember lies.

  `What do you mean sort of?' she demanded, her eyes now flashing and
giving out danger signals.

  `Well, er, he sort of sucked on me,' I said somewhat chastely, looking
down at my coffee cup and not looking her in the eye.

  `So you then went and sucked on his cock?' she exclaimed, almost shouting
now.

  `No! I didn't,' I cried back, now facing her but refrained from saying
that I jerked him off in the shower. Least said, least mended was my
excuse.

  `Well that's something I suppose,' she said. `I really should have warned
you that he was gay. Like Katie is.'

  `Katie?' I cried.

  `Yes. She's a lesbian.' Now was my turn to hit back.

  `How do you know that? Have you had sex with her?' I demanded.

  `A couple of times,' she mumbled, her now on the back foot, her face
slightly reddened. I held back from what else I wanted to know, for I was
going to ask if she preferred a man like me. Instead, I let it drop for the
time being for I would later in the week, ask her out to the cinema and I
would then find out. `Time I was back to work,' I said. `Thanks for the
coffee.'

                                                *

  Now my official working hours were from eight in the morning till five in
the afternoon, but didn't leave at that time if a truck was late returning
to the yard. I didn't claim overtime when this happened, like I didn't ask
when I worked on Brian's truck until after midnight. Well on the Thursday
afternoon, Roger phoned in from his mobile that he was caught up in a
traffic hold-up on the motorway and would be late.

  I was told this at five o'clock and so I stayed on with all the other
trucks in and the drivers having gone home. I sat in the canteen drinking
coffee with Peter until Roger finally drove into the yard. The reason I
stayed on, was to give his truck a quick run through to see that it was
okay to be out on the road the following day. Roger apologised for delaying
me to do my check, but waved him away and got on with looking it over.

  With this done, I told Peter that it was fine and he then surprised me by
saying that he would drive me home after staying on late. Well I didn't
refuse and got into his car and gave him the address where I was lodging.

  `Would you like to come in for a beer?' I asked him, being polite with
the offer after having him drive me home, such as it was. This he accepted
and I led him up to the room I was renting and got us both a can of beer
out of the fridge.

  `Some bloody dump,' he remarked, swigging at the can having refused a
glass. I had to agree with him, the place only having a miniscule kitchen,
a small sitting room and a smaller bedroom. The bathroom and toilet being
down the hall which I had to share with others.

  `I've lived in worst places than this in the past,' I said sitting down
next to him on the dilapidated sofa, gulping down some of my beer.

  `You know,' he began after a minute or two of silence, `I liked that cock
of yours. The biggest I've ever sucked on. Would...would you use it to fuck
me?' he asked. I should say that I was dumbfounded at him asking me this,
but somehow, I knew that he would eventually want me to have some sort of
sex with him, but didn't expect it so soon after our night in bed together.

  `I...I don't know what to say Peter. Besides, I haven't got any condoms,'
I told him.

  `I have,' he replied with a grin. `I always carry a few with me all the
time with the prospect of using them sometime. Will you let me have your
lovely cock up inside me?' Now this would be another first for me, but as
he'd already sucked on me, why not, I said to myself, my cock already
reacting to his question and telling me that it would be okay.

  `Er, well, if you want me to,' I said rather lamely. `It's a lousy bed
that I've got here.'

  `We can do it here. On the carpet,' he answered, his eyes shining at the
prospect.

  `Ok...okay,' I stammered, wondering what it would be like.

  `Great,' he exclaimed, putting his beer can down on the floor and
standing up to peel off his trousers, letting me see his cock, smaller than
mine I must say, and pulling a condom out of his trousers before throwing
them on the sofa. I too put my beer can down and stood up and got my
trousers off for him to see that my cock was up and rampant.

  `Looks good enough to eat,' he said as he went down onto his knees and
taking hold of my cock, opened his mouth and took the head inside. I gasped
at the heat as his lips after pushing the foreskin down, ran his tongue
over the bare flesh making my body shudder. It was only for a brief time
that he did this before letting go of it to sit back onto his heels to rip
the condom packet open and pull out the rubber and then roll it down over
my still hard and throbbing cock. `There,' he said beginning to turn round
on his knees to show me his backside. `You shouldn't need telling where
it's got to go Eddie.'

  I looked at the bum cheeks that I had seen a couple of days ago and so
here I was having it offered to me and slowly got between his open legs and
went down onto my knees and in between them. Seeing his puckered ring piece
made me wonder if my cock would fit inside it, but there must be some give
in it for he crapped as any other human and animal did.

  I put my left hand up onto his thigh as I held my cock in the other and
shuffled further forward and put the covered head to the entrance of his
ass. I felt his body tremble as it touched his ring piece and using my body
weight to hold it there, let go of my cock and put my hand onto his other
hips and leaned my body forward.

  I watched as I felt the resistance to the head of my cock slowly
disappearing into his ass and had he give out some grunts until the head
slipped in to be followed by as much of the shaft that his bum cheeks would
allow. Christ! His ass was as hot as his mouth had been and instead of
feeling his tongue, it was his sphincter muscle that kept flexing itself
round my shaft. He had given out a gasp as I had widened his ass hole and
now he began to croon as I moved myself backwards and forwards in this
first time of fucking ass. It was tighter than a females pussy, giving me
more feeling and began to enjoy fucking him.

  My cock must have liked where it was for it wasn't long before my hands
were gripping his thighs tighter and pulled his body back onto my throbbing
cock as I began to shoot my load, albeit into a condom, until I came to a
panting stop and leaned over his rear end. My cock was still throbbing away
inside him as his muscle kept up its rhythmic flexing.

  `Fucking lovely Eddie,' Peter got out in gasps. `The best yet.'

  I straightened up now having cummed and my breathing almost back to
normal, pulled out to cries of what I found out later, was of dismay at
losing what had given him pleasure. Well I was quite pleased with myself at
having the nerve to actually fuck another man up the ass. But out I came
and sat back on my heels for a moment, but he was quicker in his turning
round and pulling the condom off of me and then taking the still hard cock
head into his mouth to try and suck out any remains of my cum as well as
licking off that which still covered the head.

  He finally released me and looked up with a big smile on his face as he
licked his lips.

  `Man! That was some fuck! The best yet,' he cried, his eyes shining up at
me. `What say you?' he asked in that old English way.

  `I agree. It was much better than I thought it would be,' I told him as I
got up from the floor and began to put my trousers back on. It seemed to be
with some reluctance that he got up himself and put his own trousers on.

  `I'd better be going home or they will start wondering why I was away so
long,' he said in a shy voice. Me wanting him to go too though I told him
to finish his beer first. This we both did before putting the empty cans
down and went over to the door where he turned round and startled me by
kissing me on the lips. `Thanks Eddie. Maybe we can do this again some
night. See you tomorrow,' and with that, he left.

  My mind was in all of a turmoil as I went into my bedroom, having just
fucked my first male person up the ass, the problem was that I had enjoyed
it. Enjoyed it nearly as much as when he had sucked on me. But it was Sam
that I wanted. Wanted her to prove that I really was a man and not like
Peter in pretending to be a woman by wanting another man instead. In spite
of the ranging thoughts of my mind, still jerked myself off when I was in
bed reliving the pleasure I had got by having Peter.

                                                  *