Date: Wed, 6 Aug 2003 09:53:46 -0700 (PDT)
From: dante umbero <danteumbero@yahoo.com>
Subject: Road Work

This is a work of gay fiction, if you are offended by
graphic descriptions of gay sex, then read no further.

I commute a long way to work and one year the
interstate was being re-surfaced.  This fantasy made
the miles go by faster and I looked forward to
spotting my favorite hottie every trip.  Enjoy! Dante

     The sun was hot, really hot.  The new black
asphalt was reflecting it into Buck's blue eyes, as he
scrapped down the seam between lanes, the aviator
glasses that framed them only focused it's power even
more.  Right now at 0800 it was about 85 by noon it
would be over 100 and here in the Southern
Appalachians there would be 100% humidity to go along
with it. They had been working on this stretch of road
for a week and were scheduled to finish it up today.
The foreman, the crew called him "boss-man", had sent
most of the other guys on to the next job across the
county.  The country along here was beautiful in it's
own way, fairly rugged, with sharp drop offs on the
side of the road bed that fell into quiet hollows that
were dotted with cattle.  At lunch Buck and the others
had usually scooted down the embankment and ate lunch
under the shade of the trees, he already wished it was
lunch.

     Buck straightened up from his scrapping and
pulled his now wet t-shirt off and tucked it in the
back of his worn jeans.  He was naturally well built,
with a modestly broad hairless chest and narrow waist
that swelled into a rounded butt that filled his jeans
completely.  The roadwork had kept him toned up and
the sun had made him very brown.  Nearly as brown as
the dark hair that he kept in a high and tight buzz
cut covered with an old worn out baseball cap that
advertised a farm supply store. A whiff of cool air
floated down the hill and as it passed across Buck's
chest his nipples hardened.

     Buck had another reason for wishing it was lunch.


     The day before while he and the rest of the road
crew were eating lunch, his buddy Kyle had slipped up
beside him and asked quietly if he wanted to cool off.
As it was 110 that day he just looked at Kyle and gave
him the finger.  Kyle had punched Buck in the shoulder
and nodded for him to come with him.  They walked down
into the hollow and went into a small grove of trees
where the crew usually took a piss after lunch.  They
crossed the creek and Kyle led them through a thicket
of brambles and up a bank.  What greeted Buck was the
prettiest pond he had ever seen.  It was tucked in a
fold of the hill that screened it from the creek and
road and it was shaded by big sycamores.  At the head
of the pond was a trickle of water falling over a
ledge of rock that must herald a spring.  It was
probably only 30 feet across and by the looks of the
bank it was only about 12 feet deep.  Still it looked
inviting.  As Buck climbed up the bank after Kyle the
temperature dropped noticeably.

     "Whew", said Kyle, "man it's at least 20 degrees
cooler here." Kyle was already taking his work boots
off.

     "What're you doing Kyle?" said Buck startled.
Kyle had his boots and socks off and was unfastening
his jeans.

     "What does it look like Buck, I'm gonna take a
dip." Kyle replied as he pushed his jeans and white
jockey shorts down in a pile and stepped out of them.


    Buck got a glimpse of Kyle's fish belly white butt
and then Kyle dived into the pond.  He felt his dick
stir with the sight.

     "Come on in Buck, it's great."  Kyle yelled as he
surfaced and floated on his back

     "Not so loud, Kyle, you want boss-man to come see
what you're yelling about?" Buck hissed.  Kyle's
crotch was now available for a furtive inspection, it
was at least 6 inches long and the foreskin completely
covered the head, the outline of which you could see.
His crotch was covered in inky black hair that hid his
balls completely.

     "Ah come on in and quit looking at my dick You're
going to make me get a woody." Said Kyle laughing, as
he grabbed his dick and shook it at Buck.

     Buck kicked off his boots and socks and started
to unfasten his jeans, Kyle rolled over and starting
swimming away from Buck.  The cool air made Buck's
semi hard dick spring to full erection as he slipped
his jeans down and dived into the pond.  The chill
water was startling but wonderful.  Buck surfaced not
far from Kyle and carefully treaded water so as not to
expose his hard on, which was going down in the water.
 Kyle once again floated onto his back and stared up
at the trees.

    "Man, I wish I could stay here the rest of the
afternoon.  I know old man Mooney, who owns this pond
wouldn't care.  Especially seeing how he's in a
nursing home and his sons only check on the cattle a
couple times a week.  None of them has been out here
in years I'd say."

     Buck, after making sure his dick had softened up
floated up on his back also.  "How'd you find this
place Kyle?"

     "I needed to piss and some of the other guys were
at the creek back there.  I came across and heard the
spring and wandered on up here.  I decided this
morning that seeing as its at least 200 degrees on
that road I'd take me a swim."  Kyle said

     Buck floated toward the bank, Boss-man would want
to start back up in a few minutes.  "I just thought of
something, how are we going to dry off?"  Buck asked
Kyle, he looked over and Kyle was floating on his back
looking up at the trees and slowly stroking his dick,
making the foreskin slide back and forth over the
head.  "You planning on jackin off too?" Buck laughed
at Kyle.

     "Fuck you, Buck, you fuck!  Use your t-shirt, you
weren't wearing it anyway."  Kyle said using the funny
phrase every guy in school had thrown at Buck.  Buck
got out of the pond on the rock ledge to keep his feet
from the muddy bottom.  This caused him to have to
walk all the way around one side of the pond, giving
Kyle an uninterrupted view of his buddy's body.  Kyle
followed Buck with his eyes.  Buck was tanned and
walked with confidence.  His semi-hard 8-inch cut dick
was swinging from side-to-side surrounded by dark
brown pubic hair and his big balls hung low.  Kyle had
to stop stroking his rapidly hardening dick or he
really would need to jack off, Buck was certainly
hung.  Kyle wondered, kind of subconsciously, what
Buck's dick would feel like.  He watched Buck dry his
crotch and legs with his t-shirt and slowly pull on
his jeans; Kyle realized that Buck wasn't wearing any
underwear.

     Buck sat down on the bank and started putting his
socks and boots back on.  Kyle floated over to the
rock ledge and climbed out.  Buck was glad he had his
pants on cause Kyle's stroking had really got him hot.
 He openly watched Kyle walk toward him, he realized
Kyle's foreskin didn't cover the head of his dick when
he was hard and he stared with fascination as it
bounced up and down slapping against his stomach.  He
wondered what it would be like to play with that
little pocket of skin.

    Kyle looked at Buck and said, "What're you
looking at, Buck, never seen a woody this big before?"
 Buck once again gave him the finger and smiled.

     "No thanks, I'm good." Said Kyle and laughed,
once again shaking his hard dick at Buck.

     Kyle dried off and pulled his pants on, Buck had
stood up and was looking back down into the hollow,
the image of that little pocket of skin still in his
minds eye, he wondered how it would feel to stick his
dick into that little pocket and let it close over his
cock head.  As Buck crossed the creek he could hear
the crew up near the road.  Time to get back at it.

    He still could see that little pocket of skin, as
he slowly jacked off that night.

    So as the sun inched up toward noon and made the
hot asphalt even hotter he was still scrapping asphalt
and sweeping the road when Kyle drove up in one of the
company trucks.

    "How they hanging Buck?" Said Kyle from the cab of
the pickup.  "Thought I'd see if you wanted to eat
lunch.  Boss-man needed the specs for the bridge over
at the new site and I got to drive them over."

     Boss-man walked over to them and said, "Buck
we're finished here, I'm gonna take the rest of the
crew over to the new site now; you finish up here,
brush down the road and move the barrels.  You help
him finish up Kyle and we'll see you two over at the
new site after lunch."

     "Cool, Boss-man."  "Sure Boss-man."  Said the two
men.

      Kyle and Buck got the job finished up and lined
all the equipment along the roadside so it could be
picked up by the trucks.  They then collected the
barrels in the pickup to go to the new site.   Kyle
grabbed his lunch cooler out of the truck and stood by
the guardrail and waited while Buck fished his cooler
out from under the last barrel along the road.  They
slid down the embankment and instead of eating under
the trees, Kyle led them once again to the pond.

     Buck followed Kyle up the bank and dropped his
cooler.  Looking around he stepped over to some brush
and unzipped his jeans and hauled out his dick, he
stood there a moment relaxing waiting for the piss to
start.  He heard steps in the grass behind him and
Kyle stepped up beside him and unzipped also.  Kyle
was talking about the new job site, but Buck was
sneaking a look at Kyle's dick while he pissed.  He
had it out and the piss was coming out from under his
foreskin.  Every once in a while he would pull it back
just a little until Buck could just barely see the tip
of the head then let it go back in place.  Buck's dick
was starting to get hard watching Kyle piss and Buck
started stroking himself just slightly.  When his
stream quit he pushed his now hard dick back into his
pants and zipped up.  He turned and went back to the
bank and sat down.  Kyle finished up and joined him.
They talked about the usual things while they ate;
girls, baseball, country music, more girls.

     When Buck finished up he asked Kyle, "I was
thinking about taking another dip, how about you?"

     "Yeah, I was too," said Kyle.

     Buck stood up and wiped his hands on the seat of
his jeans.  He turned his back to Kyle and kicked off
his boots and started slowly pushing down his jeans.
>From behind him Kyle got a clear view of his high firm
butt checks as the faded denim slid down over them.
He saw that Buck still wasn't wearing underwear.  Buck
bent over to step out of his jeans and Kyle got a
glimpse of his big balls hanging down and the dark
hair that filled the crack of his butt and surrounded
his hole.  Kyle could feel the denim of his jeans
tightening as his dick went rigid.

     Buck looked at Kyle from his bent over position
and joked, "Perfect position to send one your way, too
bad I don't need to fart."

     Kyle replied, "Perfect position for me to fuck
your ass, you shit!"

     "You wish, Kyle.  That's about the only kind of
piece you'll ever get, with your luck." Laughed Buck,
as he dived into the pond.

     He swam across the pond and turned to swim back
toward Kyle.  He looked up and Kyle was pulling down
his jeans, his rigid dick sprang up out of the
crumpled denim.  Buck pointed at Kyle's dick and
laughed, "Is that what my bare ass did for you?  Too
bad I'm not a queer boy, looks like you're ready to
fuck me alright."

     Kyle dived in the pond and surfaced colliding
with Buck.  Buck felt Kyle's erection touch his thigh
and then slide up and touch his own erect dick.  It
was like an electric current passed through his body
and he shuddered, Kyle tried to stop but his forward
momentum in the water carried him into Buck, and he
felt Buck's erect dick against his own.  The water
stuck them together for a moment and then Buck kicked
in the water and backed away from Kyle.

     Kyle got a sheepish grin on his face and said,
"That what the thought of me fucking your ass did for
you?"  Kyle sang," Buck's got a woody."

     Buck Laughed and floated up on his back, his cock
was glued to his stomach with the force of his
erection.  He pried it up with his hand and said,
"Yeah it's hard all right, why don't you come over
here and suck it for me."  Then in a falsetto voice he
whined, "I won't cum in your mouth," as he stroked it
and pointed it at Kyle.

     Kyle laughed also and floated up on his back, he
started stroking his own hard dick while watching Buck
do the same.  It felt kind of weird to have Buck watch
him jack, but it also was kind of a turn on to watch
the head of Buck's dick slide in and out of his fist.

     Buck turned red with sudden embarrassment, and
rolled over in the water and started swimming slowly
toward the ledge, Kyle said "Where you going Buck, we
still got some time."

     Buck pulled himself onto the ledge and sat there
with his legs in the water and bent over his still
hard dick.  Kyle had started treading water, which let
his lower body disappear into the dark pond.  "This is
too weird for me, man.  I've never done it with an
audience." Buck said in a half whisper, as if someone
would over hear them.

     Kyle swam slowly toward Buck until his head was
nearly at his knees, "It's cool man. We aren't doing
anything queer.  Just a couple buds needing some
relief, that's all."  Kyle said, and then chuckled "It
felt good having someone watch.  Just something new,
man. Don't sweat it." Kyle once again floated up his
dick was still rock hard and he slowly started to
stroke it again.  "Just needing some relief, Buck,
that's all."

     Buck watched mesmerized as Kyle's foreskin slid
up and down over his cock head.  Kyle was looking up
at the trees and every once in a while looked over at
Buck. As his hand movement started to speed up, he
groaned "Oh yeah, Buck this isn't going to take long,
I'm going to shoot."  Buck heard a small sigh escape
Kyle's lips then he watched as his rapidly appearing
and disappearing cock head suddenly expanded and a
long rope of cream shot out and across Kyle's chest.
The second spurt went wild, with Kyle's rapid hand
movements and some of it landed on Buck's knee and
thigh.

     Kyle continued to float on his back slowly
relaxing again, he splashed water across his chest and
the puddles of cum were gone.  His dick was returning
to normal, he looked over at Buck who was very red in
the face, and realized Buck was staring at the puddle
of cum that he had shot on his leg.  Kyle floated over
to him and splashed water onto Buck's thigh and then
wiped it off with his hand.  Buck jerked at the touch
of Kyle's hand on his leg.  "Sorry, dude, I didn't
mean to get it on you."  Kyle said

     Buck stood up to let Kyle out of the pond, Buck's
dick was still rock hard and pre-cum had dribbled down
the shaft, he quickly covered it with his hands as
Kyle got out of the water and stood up.  Buck couldn't
take his eyes off Kyle's foreskin; it had slipped back
over the head and was puckered tightly closed.
     "See you still got that woody, Buck, why don't
you jerk it off man and get rid of it?"  Kyle said
then realized Buck was looking at his dick intently.
"You've never seen an uncut one have you?"  Buck
slowly shook his head.  Kyle picked up his dick and
slowly slid the skin back.  Buck nearly came as he
watched the foreskin slowly expand to let Kyle's head
out.  "You want to see how it feels to have some
skin?"  Buck looked at Kyle and then slowly nodded.
Kyle walked over to buck until they were almost
touching; Kyle stuck his forefingers of both hands
under his foreskin and spread the skin out.  "Stick
your cock head in here, man."  Buck slowly moved his
hands and forced his rock hard cock head away from his
stomach until it was pointing straight at Kyle's dick,
with a quick movement Kyle pushed his foreskin over
Buck's cock head and let his foreskin go, which
snapped snuggly over Buck's much bigger head.
"Houston, docking complete.  Man you're slick with all
that juice coming out of there."  Kyle said chuckling.
  Buck groaned to keep from loosing his load.  "Go
ahead and pump if you want to Buck, see how it feels
to have a foreskin sliding over your head."  Kyle
reached behind Buck and gently laid his hand on Buck's
butt while with the other hand kept the foreskin in
place over their dicks.  He gently pulled Buck toward
him and felt Buck's dick push his flaccid dick into
his belly while his foreskin slid up Buck's shaft.

     "Go ahead and shoot, if you want.  I came on you,
it's your turn."  Kyle whispered.  Buck felt his balls
pull up against him as the feeling gathered.  Buck
slowly pulled back and then pushed forward.

     "Oh man, Oh man...I'm going to..Ah!"  Buck
groaned as the space between their dick heads under
Kyle's foreskin was suddenly filled with his big hot
load.  The skin ballooned and then the hot cream
started to explode out onto them.

      Kyle felt the hot load surround his dick and
then it was slick under the hand that he was using to
hold the foreskin connecting them.  "Man you really
did need to blow."  He said in aw.

     When Buck started to cum he had inadvertently put
his hands on Kyle's butt cheeks, and as the orgasm
rocked him he had pulled Kyle in close to push his
cock as deep as it would go into Kyle's hand and
foreskin.  As the jerking subsided, Buck looked at
Kyle who was staring intently at Buck while he held
their cocks in his hand.  Buck sighed as the last
spasm passed and then he suddenly jerked away from
Kyle and turned away from him.  They both had Buck's
cum on them, Kyle felt the cum sliding out from under
his now sore foreskin and drip onto his leg and slowly
run down.  Buck had never been so embarrassed, he had
just fucked his buddy and shot an enormous load, he
could feel his cum running down the shaft of his soft
dick and it had slicked down his pubic hair.

     As Buck stood there he felt Kyle's hand on his
shoulder, "It's ok, man.  Just two buds needing some
relief, that's all."  The hand was gone and Buck heard
the splash as Kyle dived back into the pond.  He
thought for a minute and then turned and dived back
into the pond to wash the sweat and sex off him.  They
silently floated for a few minutes and then Kyle got
out of the pond.  Buck watched him walk around to his
clothes.  His now flaccid prick was tightly wrapped in
the foreskin again.  Buck felt his dick stir with the
memory.  He forced himself to think about something
else as he too floated over to the edge and climbed
out.

     They started back to the road, on the way Kyle
said something about the ball game that was going to
be on TV that night and by the time they got back to
the truck they were joking and laughing again.