Date: Thu, 24 May 2007 15:14:20 -0700 (PDT)
From: T. Chase McPhee <survivalgame@yahoo.com>
Subject: ROAD TRIP making it look good

The story below is a work of fiction, set in the
format of reality. Any resemblances to real people,
alive or in the hereafter, is entirely coincidental in
nature. It is not meant to accurately reflect upon
persons, in towns, cities, nor governmental areas,
which the story is stages. If a sexual scene involving
male-to-male relationships offences you, then you
should not read this story. Additionally, if you are
under 18 years of age, in most state and countries,
you are not allowed to read this story, by law. Check
with your local laws regarding such. Sexual safety
matters. This is fiction. Use protection, in real
life.

ROAD TRIP making it look good
wriTten by T. Chase McPhee

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Adam takes the suntanning lotion from Roberto,
thanking him, then turning to Sep and asking, "You
mind?"

Sep looks at Roberto, then back to Adam, saying, "I
don't mind, but I think you need to dry off first."

"I suppose I've worked up quite a sweat," Adam says.

Sep touches Adam's back by accident.

"Owch."

"Yeah, it's red already. I think we're too late for
the lotion. You should maybe put your shirt on," Sep
says.

"You sure look red, Adam," Anthony says, happening by.

"His back is burned," Sep tells him.

"Why don't you go inside for now?" Anthony suggests.

"But I wanted to help you guys out," Adam protests.

"We can handle it," Sep says, "not that I'm not
grateful for all you've done."

"It's the least I can do, for all Anthony is doing for
me!"

Adam grins.

Sep notices, as if looking at a piano keyboard, minus
the black notes!

He goes to say something, but Adam can see there's no
talking Anthony out of going inside for now.

Roberto suggests, "You can take a shower in the
cabana, then hang out by the pool."

"Doesn't seem right."

"Sep?"

"Yeah, Anthony?"

"You've been out here since early this morning. Why
don't you knock it off for today?"

"Nah. I don't want to leave you and Nicholas out here
without me. It's my job and..."

"And you're showing signs of fatigue. You shouldn't be
operating the chainsaw when you're tired."

"I can still chop wood."

"You can go take a shower and hit the pool!" Anthony
orders.

"Okay, boss. As long as you put it that way!"

Adam has already found his way to the cabana. After
unbuckling his pants, he sits on a chair to take his
pants off.

"Oh! Excuse me!"

Looking up, Adam sees Sep, shirt slung over his
shoulder, blotting out part of the eighteen year old's
lightly haired chest.

"Not a problem. You taking a shower?" Adam asks.

"After you. I can go out back and shower."

"If there's an outside shower, I can use it."

"No. I meant I can go to my place. The place I live."

"Where's that?"

"In the gardner's cottage. It's not far from where we
were taking care of the downed tree."

"Really? I'll only be a second."

"Okay. I'll wait outside the cabana."

Sep leaves. Adam finishes readying himself, stripping
off his pants, briefs, sitting for each sock. As he's
sitting, Sep comes in again.

"Oh sorry. I just wanted to get a towel. I'll wait
outside."

"Sep?"

"Yeah, Adam?" Sep says, just about to leave.

"You can get your towel." Then as a secondary thought,
Adam asks, "Toss me one too?"

Sep doesn't mean to stare, but as Adam gets up to
reach for the towel in Sep's hand, Sep's eyes just
drift to between the legs, his briefs just below his
knees. As quick as they take in the view, he's looking
straight into Adam's eyes.

"Here ya go." Then breaking off the trance, Sep jokes,
"Don't trip over your undies."

"Yeah. Well, thanks for your concern."

"Anytime," Sep says, making his exit.

Adam turns, heading straightaway, going into the
shower, saying, "I'll let you know when I'm done."
Smiling, Adam knows he's flashing his backside, just
feeling Sep's eyes scanning his ass, lightly coated
with a blond dusting of hair, not knowing if Sep has
departed.

As Sep stands outside the cabana, he's trying to
`think down' his erection. He went back to get the
towel to change into, be all ready. His pants are
doing it's best to contain his 9.5c, but the last
glimpse of Adam's lightly, blonde-coated ass doesn't
help!

"Done!" Comes the call from inside the cabana.

Sep thinks fast, still in his jeans, but holds the
bunched up towel in his hand, directly in front of
himself. Eight minutes later, he couldn't fight to get
his erection down. As soon as he enters the cabana, he
blushes, not only his face turning red, but his neck
and further. `Hopefully, Adam will think it's
sunburn!'

"Great shower. I can't wait to get in the pool."

"Yeah... it's... nice," Sep sort of studders.

"Okay. Well, I found somebody's speedo in the drawer
over there, so I hope they don't mind me using it.
Size 32... just my size!"

"Um, no. I'm sure they don't mind," Sep says, eyeing
up `his' speedo covering Adam's loins, two inches
below the navel.

Adam scoots out of the cabana. Sep instantly strips
down, wanting to get his erection under the cool
shower head. All stripped and ready to go, he turns on
the water, set at warm. It didn't do the trick, so he
has to suffer the cold. All along, he's condoning
himself, thinking `what's the big deal, it's only a
man!' But he can't get `this man' off his mind
thinking of Adam's chiseled pecs, the small wisps of
blonde hair circling each nip, smooth abs, the deeper
colored, tight trail from his navel to his pubes and
areas below the belt... Fortunately, the cold water
does the trick. In no time, his cock softens,
deflates, gets soft. Sep quickly washes the water over
his head, then gets out. He stands in the cabana,
debating. Around here, as with the other
house-dwellers, they are used to swimming in the buff.
Adam's wearing a suit and he doesn't want to make him
feel like he's cramping his style. However, the
situation presents another dilemma. There's no more
swimming suits in the cabana! Sep decides to just be
himself, at least donning a towel around his waist.

"The water feels great! C'mon in!" Adam calls out.

Sep walks to water's edge. He suddenly gets a good
idea, but too late. He could have put back on his
boxer shorts. They could have doubled as a swimsuit.
Taking a deep breath, the eighteen year old goes along
with his original plan. Whipping the towel off, he
does a cannonball into the pool. Straightening out his
bod, he swims over by Adam.

"I suppose swimming apparell is getting to be
old-fashioned these days?" Adam says.

Frankly, Sep says, "It's whatever you feel comfortable
with. I'm used to coming from the cottage to the pool
and jumping right in!"

Adam ends his comment, with a questioned look on his
face, asking, "In the buff?Outside?"

"The pathway is heavily wooded. Besides there's nobody
around to look! Ahhh... this sure feels good after
slaving all day out in the sun," Sep says, floating on
his back, showing no shame in his cock lying nicely
out on his dark-haired pubes.

"Sure does," Adam replies. "I guess I better get with
the style!"

Still smiling, Sep watches as Adam works the swim suit
down to his knees, then off, underwater. Lifting the
wet suit above the waterline, he tosses it onto a
chair. It slacks off, onto the cement walkway.

"Leave it," Sep says, as Adam makes like he's going
for it.

Meaning it as a joke, Adam tells Sep, "It's clearer
underwater!"

"What?" Sep made like he didn't know what Adam was
talking about.

"My knees?"

"Oh really?" Sep says. "I really wanted to see how big
your feet are!"

Adam laughs.

"Race you to the other side!" Sep tells him, not
waiting for him.

"Hey! No fair! You took a head start!"

Was that the case or did Adam hang back on purpose, as
Sep swims near the top of the surface, seeing those
two mounds propell through the water. He then dives
into Sep's wake, to `make it look good'!

"Whew! Took a lot for me to keep up with you. You must
swim a lot," Adam tells Sep, breaking the surface,
just behind him.

"Really? I thought you took the underwater route to
look at my knees!"

"Actually," Adam says, staring into Adam's eyes, he
takes a wild gamble, saying, "I was really looking at
your ass."

It was the comment that broke off the pretending.

"Like your ass, you flaunted, when you hopped into the
shower, in the cabana?" Sep tells him.

"Alright," the excop says, "I admit it."

"And as you grabbed the towel?"

"Hey, you were already hard by then," Adam confesses
noticing.

"Oh really, Adam?"

"We're two gay men. What do you expect?"

"Hmm.. What do I expect? Dinner?"

"Wait a minute. You're eighteen years old!"

"So? How old are you?"

"Twenty-seven."

"I'm almost nineteen, so you're really only eight
years older. Big deal."

"I'm on a budget so it's not going to be fancy."

"What is?"

"The dinner, dummy!" Adam jokes.

"Oh. I knew that!"

"So where's a cheap joint where we can get a burger?"

"Gee Adam, you really are cheap!"

"Well, when I said `burger' I meant that's it, too!"

"I'll pay for the dinner and we're going to
Linguini's."

"Oh no. That's not the way it goes."

"Why? If I invite you to take me out to dinner, I have
the right to change my mind."

"I think I got what you said."

"In other words, let's get outta the pool, dried off
and dressed!"

"Um, what should I wear? Sounds like a fancy joint."

"It won't be formal dinner hour yet, so we can get
away with dark jeans and a nice shirt."

"The nice shirt is no problem, but those are the only
jeans I have, the ones I gathered wood in."

"What size waist are you?"

"32? Remember the speedo I stole?"

"'My' speedo?"

"Yours? I thought you went in the buff?"

"Unless somebody else is around, like you?"

"Didn't seem like you had any problem flashing
yourself to `this' stranger!"

"C'mon. I can lend you a pair of pants."

"No, it's not that I don't have other jeans."

"Okay. Well then we don't have to wear jeans."

"I have a nice shirt and tie," Adam suggests.

"For a burger?"

"I thought we were going to a fancy place?"

Sep laughs, saying, "Okay. You got it. C'mon."

The two went through the back yard, retreiving their
pants from the cabana, to Sep's cottage. Anthony and
Nicholas were no where to be seen.

"I guess they knocked it off for the day."

"But they had to go through the pool area, no?" Adam
questions.

"Nah. There's an entrance around the side. My guess is
they used the showers in the gym."

"The gym?"

"Yeah, I know. I could have used the shower in the gym
and have been done, by the time you took to shower
off."

"But then again.." Adam starts saying.

"What?"

"If Anthony and Nicholas were there, they would have
seen your `tent'?"

"Will you stop it with that," Sep busted him, giving
Adam a fake punch in the bicep.

"Not until you admit you got hard from looking at me
nude in the cabana."

"Actually," Sep says, with a smile, "I had the
erection long before this."

"Wha-a-a-at?" Adam gulps.

"Yeah. I thought it might be the vibration of the
chainsaw, but right after you stripped off your shirt,
I started to get all tingly `down there'."

"Nooooo..."

"Yeah. Funny, huh?"

"I don't think it's funny."

"Funny I mean, not funny, like it's funny or
anything."

"Strange?" Adam suggests. Entering the cottage, Adam
says, "Nice place."

"You're kidding. It's a mess. I haven't vac'ed for two
weeks. There's dust bunnies hatching all over the
place! Don't look in the bedroom."

"How am I going to pick out some pants?"

"OKay. Look in the bedroom, but with your eyes
squinted."

"Like this?" Adam squints his eyes.

"Can you see?"

"Sort of."

"Then squint more. Here, I'll take your arm," Sep
says, taking hold of Adam's golden-haired forearm.

"Oh then I can close my eyes all the way."

He does it just as they get near the bed, tripping
over the corner of it, falling into it.

"Whoooooooa!"

Sep falls over the side of the twin-sized bed, rolling
over on his back. Adam then looks over the side.

"You okay?"

"What did you do?"

"I closed my eyes, then tripped on something."

"I think it was my feet!"

Adam then sits up, looking over the opposite edge of
the bed, then scans the floor at the bottom. He picks
up a pair of briefs. He tosses it over the edge. It
lands on Sep's face.

"Ewie!"

"How long have those been there?" Adam asks, giggling.

"Not long. About a day, maybe."

"Any man-scent left in them?"

"Ewe, you're gross."

Instead of getting up, Adam lays down in the bed,
putting his hands behind his head. Sep sits up, on the
floor.

"Adam, what are you doing?"

"What does it look like I'm doing?"

"Resting?"

"Whew! When's the last time you changed your sheets?"

"Ten days ago. I'm due."

By now Sep has gotten up and is looking, point blank,
at Adam's half-nude bod, from head to navel, sprawled
out on the bed.

"Adam, what are you doing?" Sep asks, as he lays in
the same exact position.

"Waiting for you to jump on me and kiss me all over?"

Sep walks out of the room.

"Oops," Adam says, sitting up, echoed by a, "sorry!"

Then, from the other room, Sep appears. Only thing is,
he's not wearing any clothes.

"What are you doing Sep?"

"Calling your bluff... only..."

As Adam sits there, Sep steps up on the bed. Suddenly
Adam holds tongue-in-cheek, eyes wide as saucers as he
takes on a full view of the eighteen year old's 9.5c,
right in front of his face!

"But..."

Using his knee on Adam's shoulder, he gives him a
nudge. Adam falls, flat on his sore back. Giving out
the instructions now, Sep sinks down, resting his ass
right on Adam's chest.

"Kiss it!"

"What tha?"

"Go ahead. I know you want it."

"But I-I-I..."

"Now!"

Totally erect, the eighteen year old holds his tool in
his hand, right up to Adam's lips, calling out the
orders, as if a ship's captain.

"You want me to kiss it?"

"Before your tongue takes care of it!"

Sep was really pushing it here, but Adam wasn't
flinching a muscle to escape. As with outside in the
sun, inside in the darkened room, Adam was sweating
bullets!

Smiling, he says, "I've never kissed a man's cock
before."

Sep replies, "I doubt it will be your last!"

"Hmm... you're so sure about that?"

"Or why else would you have gone and baited your hook,
parading yourself around in the cabana, if you weren't
trying to catch the fish?"

"I never...."

What shut Adam up this time, is Sep daringly tapping
the head of his 9.5c shaft on Adam's lips. Right off
the bat, Adam kisses it.

"Just as I thought. Now finish it."

"Finish it?"

"Open up," Sep boldly says.

Slowly the excop opens his mouth. Sep slowly edges
himself forward.

"Yeah, I thought so," Sep plainly says.

It hadn't at all been Adam's intentions of capturing
Sep's cock, nor was he flashing his bod for Sep's
attention. However, since things had progressed so
far, Adam wasn't spilling the truth, nor turning down
the hot appetizer before their meal out!

For the next forty minutes, Adam busies himself,
making Sep feel awesome. But it's not like he's not
getting something out of it, for himself. By his
actions, speaking louder than words, Adam can tell
Sep's feelings, but Adam is throwing out some of his
own signs. Reaching behind himself, Sep feels Adam's
jeans.

"Looks like these are fighting to come off!"

With a whimper, Sep's full erection is withdrawn from
Adam's mouth, with him commenting, "Mmmm.... you taste
so good." His blond eyebrows wiggle.

All along, it's been Sep holding the reins, so he
continues his actions by unbuckling Adam's belt,
unfastening the little buttons, separating the denims.
Right away Adam's suppressed energy pops up.

"What.. have.. we.. here?" Sep asks away, while
putting his fingers in the collar of Adam's briefs.

"What did you expect?" Adam, on the sly, asks,
returning his hands to behind his head, showing off
his shiny, blond pit hair.

"Nothing less than... hmm..."

"What?"

"Nice size balls, to match!"

Trying to read Sep's mind, Adam says, "Go ahead. Make
love to them!"

Smiling, Sep, a predominant top, decides to bend out
of his own routine. Like he's doing now, rolling
Adam's balls around in his hand, he can see, with Adam
in his relaxed position, is looking for some
compensation.

Acting up the part, Sep says, "Mmm... they look mighty
tempting!"

"Go for it!"

Hand receding from Adam's orbs, Sep slips off the
sneakers, followed by depantsing Adam, both briefs and
outer garment. Coming back to his original target,
he's not letting Adam off the hook. He mounts Adam,
straddling him, his ass facing Adam's head.

"Hmm," Adam ponders as Seps balls hang down, almost
over his mouth.

All the blond has to do is open wide. As he does, one
hand directs both orbs into is mouth. A problem
arises. He can only fit one of the eighteen year old's
balls into his mouth at once. No problem. He can take
twice as long making Sep feel awesome!

Like Adam, Sep finds nearly the same dilemma. However,
he makes it a quick rendering, licking each of Adam's
tasty morsels, then kisses the tip of Adam's cock.

"Ooooooh yeah!" Adam signifies his expectations.

With a little deviation, straightening out his legs,
falling into the contour of their bods and bed, Sep
brings Adam over onto his side, a hint to join in on
the `69'.


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2B continued...

Copyright 2007 T. Chase McPhee
This story may not be sold, nor made part of any
collection without prior written permission, by the
author.