Date: Wed, 1 Jan 2003 19:11:13 -0800 (PST)
From: Terence Audette <taarob@yahoo.com>
Subject: Falling for Joel 5

"Thanks guys."  Joel handed each of the movers a twenty
dollar bill as they left the house.

Joel turned to me.  "Well, the furniture is all in place."
He was wearing a red plaid flannel shirt over his levi's and
smiling a satisfied smile.  The top four buttons were open
and his black chest hair was showing, the sleeves were
rolled up.  All during the time we were moving into our new
house I had been watching Joel, the way his muscles moved
when he lifted boxes, the way his hair fell over his
forehead, the way that he looked at me when he didn't think
anyone was looking.  He pried one shoe off with the toe of
the other and then pushed off the first one.  He leaned
against a stack of boxes and looked at me.

"Comere Stephen."  Joel smiled and held out his hand.

I walked into his arms.  He turned my back to his chest and
wrapped his arms around my chest.  "You hangin in there
babe?  You're kinda quiet."  We both had been up since four
o'clock this morning making sure that everything got loaded
onto the van properly and that nothing was forgotten.  I
leaned my head back against Joel's chest.

I leaned my full weight against him but it didn't budge him.
"Are you ever afraid Joel?"

"Of what hun?"

"Well, like the new job.  You've never taught before and now
you're supposed to be a professor."  I bent my head and
kissed the top of his hand where it held my chest.  I could
feel the heat of his body through the shirt and smell the
slightly sweaty smell of his body.  God, that faint smell, a
slightly electric smell, next to Joel kissing me, nothing
goes right to my cock like that smell.

He buried his face in the crook of my neck and kissed me and
then pressed his face to the side of my head.  "Nope, at
least I don't think so, well not in the sense that I'm
really afraid, just anxious that every thing go well."  He
rocked me gently in his arms.  "I'm concerned that I put
things in the most understandable way, that it'll all make
sense and anyway, it's not that different from standing in
front of a television camera.  God you feel so good!"

"I don't think that I could stand up in front of a class.
It'd freak me out."  I dropped my head as Joel began kissing
the back of my neck.  "Oh fuck!  Babe if you keep that up
we're never gonna get unpacked."

Joel laughed.  "We've got three days to unpack."  He was
rubbing my butt with his right hand, his left arm was still
around me.

I started walking into the living room pulling Joel behind
me.  I laid down on the sofa and Joel followed me, kneeling
with his right knee on the sofa and then as he lower
himself, putting his right arm under my neck and gently
lowering his left leg over me.  The feeling of his weight on
me was comforting, like I was being held safe.  He was
looking into my eyes with a quizzical look on his face.  He
lightly ran his fingers over my face.

"The move hasn't weirded you out or anything, has it hun?"
His black hair was slowly dropping down over his forehead.
"Cause this mess will all get straightened out, we'll have
some painting done, you'll see, we'll make the place ours."
He moves his left leg a little higher until it's making
gentle contact with my balls.

"No, the move is fine and now, thankfully, over."  I reached
up and gently pushed Joel's hair out of his eyes while I
looked up into them.  "You know that your voice thrills me.
You've got the sexiest fucking voice!"  I smiled up at him.
"The sound of your voice goes right to the center of me,
it's like someone plugged my spinal cord into an electrical
outlet."

Joel smiled at me incredulously.  "My voice?  My voice does
that?"

"Yep.  You're going to have a bunch of horny students."  I
smiled at him and kissed his nose.  "If I was in your class
I wouldn't take my eyes off of your crotch.

In a deep, quiet voice Joel said.  "Well, I'll just have to
make it clear that I'm a married man.  And that the guy that
I'm married to is the sexiest guy on the planet."  Joel
rolled over so that he was lying between my legs with his
thighs pushing mine up as his crotch pressed to mine.  He's
so gentle!  I can feel the muscles in his legs and back, the
strength in them but when he touches me it always with such
tenderness.

Joel holds my face in his hands, his fingers behind my head
and his thumbs on my face and kisses me, very slowly and
deeply.  Then, while he's nuzzling my neck, he reaches down
and undoes the zipper on my pants and then slowly pulls my
pants and underwear down and then off.   He sits up and
opens his jeans and pulls his cock out.  I reach forward and
wrap my hand around his cock, it feels warm and hard and
huge.  He pushes my legs back up, I'm completely exposed to
him and I can feel the head of his dick at my asshole.  He
lubes me with spit and steadily enters me.  I'm always
amazed that I can get that cock in me and for the first few
inches I usually wonder how the hell is this gonna happen?
It hurts like hell until he gets about a third of the way in
where he stops to give me time to get used to it but I love
it, even the pain, because I know what it leads to.

He's wanted to fuck me all day, all the time we were helping
to load the truck, carrying boxes and moving furniture, when
no one was looking his hand would slip to my ass, to squeeze
and press.  And god, how I've wanted him!  We've been a
couple for four months now and, geez, I can't imagine how
many times he's fucked me.  He fucked me in his condo and my
condo, in my car and his car, in his office and my office,
in the museum and the Art Institute and that's not even to
mention his cabin.  The thing is, I just need him more!
When I'm at work and my mind wanders to his cock, to his
cock coming into me, well, I could shoot right then.  I have
to force him out of my mind, the way his hairy chest feels
against my cheek, the weight of his balls, the muscles in
his butt as he's fucking me.

I keep extra underwear in my desk.  My secretary saw it and
I told her that I bought them and keep forgetting to take
them home but actually I shot off once while I was sitting
at my desk thinking about Joel fucking me and now I want to
be prepared.  Weird huh?  I feel like some wanton slut but I
really only crave Joel, it's not like I'm after every guy
around.

His cock is moving into me and he wraps his arms around my
back and pulls me up almost straddling his lap.  I wrap my
legs around his waist, his hands are on my thighs holding me
up, my arms are around his neck, his tongue is in my mouth.
I'm very happy.

Joel's hips are thrusting slowly upward driving his cock
deep into me, he's kissing me and making quiet animal sounds
in the back of his throat.

I press my face next to his.  "Oh fuck I need you!"

He starts kissing the side of my neck.  "Feel good babe?"
Oh if he only knew.  That cock feels like it's going halfway
to my lungs and while I can't actually see them I imagine
his big balls swinging back and forth.  Bull balls, huge
balls that dominate, possess.  "Baby your ass is soooo
fucking hot!"

My mouth is pressed to Joel's.  "Unh...unh, oh god yeah!"
He's lowering my back down to the sofa and as he does that
his cock is pressing harder against my prostate.  The
feeling in my ass is just on the border between pleasure and
pain.  Joel's cock is really thick and we didn't use any
lube other than spit.  "Oh fuck Joel!  Oh babe!"  Now that
we've changed positions I can feel his balls hitting my ass
just after his cock hits bottom.  My legs are locked around
his waist so tightly that I'm surprised it doesn't hurt him.
A drop of sweat falls from his forehead and lands on my
balls.

"Oh god I need to cum Joel!  Fuck me babe!  God you feel
good in me!"  Joel's legs are pushing the cushions off of
the sofa as he digs for traction.  He bends down and shoves
his tongue in my mouth and as soon as he does I know that
it's all over.  I'm screaming in his mouth as I start
shooting between our bodies.  He shakes his head to get the
sweat off and then he's shooting in my ass.  Three long
strokes and then he holds the last one deep inside of me,
shooting his sperm deep in my body.

                         --------------------

I'm in the kitchen unpacking and putting away silverware and
plates and stuff when Joel comes up behind me and kisses me
on the back of the neck and growls.  He wraps his arms
around me and says.  "Whatdya want to do about dinner?
Pizza, Chinese, Thai, or do you wanna go out to like a sit
down restaurant?  There's some good ones around here."

"Well, I dunno, I guess that I'd rather spend the time
finishing some of this unpacking, so how about Chinese?  I
can run and get it if you want."

He turns me around and kisses me.  "Nope, I want you to stay
right here and think about how much you love me."  He
smiles.  "I'll get it babe.  I'm more familiar with the
neighborhood.  I see that you found the plates and stuff."

"Yep we won't have to eat with our fingers."  Joel's has his
leather jacket on and is just wrapping a red plaid muffler
around his neck.  He's wearing black Levi's and his butt and
packed crotch look hotter than hell.

In thirty minutes Joel is back stomping his feet in the
entry way by the garage to get the snow off of his shoes.
The smell of Chinese food is preceding him buy fifteen feet.

"Fuck Babe, it is unbelievably cold out there!"  Joel sets
the food on the table and presses his icecold hands to my
face.  I duck away from him and he takes off his coat and
knocks his shoes off.

For the next forty-five minutes Joel and I eat and talk
about our day.  At the end of the meal Joel is standing at
the sink washing dishes while I'm still putting away glasses
that I'm unpacking.  As Joel is standing at the sink I
notice that he transfers his weight to one leg and I watch
as the muscles in his ass shift.  From his adorable butt his
body flairs out to powerful shoulders that are topped with a
strong neck and a head with black hair that's cut not long
but not short either.  He finishes washing the few dishes
we've dirtied and then turns looking for me.

"I'm just finishing this box Joel, then I'm calling it a
night.  There's not much left to do in here anyway."

"Okay babe, I'll taking a quick shower and then I've got
some work I've gotta get done on the computer."

I looked at Joel.  "When I'm done here I'll bring you some
coffee."

Joel came over and pulled my head to his chest.  "Tomorrow
we're taking some time out for us.  Maybe buy those tables
for the living room you want."

A half hour later I walk into the den with Joel's coffee.
He was sitting at the computer typing, naked, wearing only
earphones and listening to music on the computer while he
typed.

"Hun, aren't you cold?"

"Huh?"  He lifts the earphone.  "Me?  Oh no babe, I'm fine.
Thanks for the coffee."    He was working on a lecture for
school and was totally absorbed.

I walked into the family room and turned on the TV.  The
door between the den and the family room was open so I kept
the sound down low so that I didn't disturb Joel but I also
sat so that I could turn from time to time and see him, even
though we was facing the other way, it made me feel good.

When I glanced over at him twenty minutes later Joel was
moving to whatever music he was listening to and then got
up, still naked and pretending to quick draw a couple of six
shooters from imaginary holsters and blast away at the
computer.  Then he pulled the earphones off and turned
around, when he saw me watching him he laughed and danced
towards me still pretending to be shooting the six guns in
the air, his big cock flopping back and forth, his natural
athleticism obvious in his dancing.

I was laughing at him and the more I did the more
outrageously he danced.  "Baby you are fucking nuts!"

 He danced over to the sofa and started tickling me and
ended up by climbing on top of me.  As he lowered himself
down on top of me the first part of him to touch me were his
balls, then the rest of him settled down against me.
Actually he was carrying most of his weight on his elbows.
I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him.

"You're a pretty good dancer.  You don't always dance naked
do ya?"

He smiled and kissed me on the forehead.  "Only when I'm
trying to impress a hot guy."

He climbed behind me on the sofa, wrapped his arms around me
and snuggled his face next to mine.  "Whatcha watchin
sweetheart?"

"House and Garden, the station does all kinds a stuff about
decorating and I've been trying to get ideas for here."  I
twisted my head around to face him.  "Think that's too gay?"

Joel hunched me a little and kissed my neck, almost as a
reflex.  "Does it make you happy?  I mean, do you like
watching it and planning the house and stuff?"

I let my head loll back against his upper arm and stared at
the ceiling.  "Yeah..I guess it really does.  I want the
house to be comfortable for us and attractive and nice for
any students or colleagues you might bring over."  I was
rubbing his chest hair with the back of my hand.

"Baby, if it makes you happy that's all I need to hear."  He
shoved his left knee through my legs and settled in to watch
television with me, his left hand resting on my hip.  After
half and hour or so Joel pulls a part of my shirt out of my
pants and shoves his hand under it up against my chest and
pulls me back against him a bit.  A few minutes later I can
tell that he's asleep.

We've both been up since early this morning but Joel is the
one who did most of the work, carrying boxes and helping to
load the truck.  As he's falling asleep he's brought his
right arm that's under my head and his left arm that's
holding my chest, together, and as comforting as this
position is for me, I know that I have to wake him up and
get him to bed.

I pull his hand out from under my shirt and roll out from
under his other arm.  I've turned off the television and now
shake him gently.

"Babe.  Babe.  Joel!"  He sits up suddenly and looks around,
disoriented.

"What....huh.....you call me hun?  Babe?"  He swings around
and sits regularly on the sofa but he's still mostly asleep.
He reaches out and pulls me to him.  He's beginning to lean
more and more on me as he starts to go back to sleep.  I
stand up and taking his arms, start pulling him upright.
Thankfully he didn't fall completely back asleep or this
would take forever but he begins to wake up and walks with
me to the bedroom.  The only lamp that's lit is the one on
my nightstand and when I pull back the covers Joel climbs
into bed and is asleep before I even get my clothes off.

He's just lying there, no covers on, totally naked, lying on
his stomach, asleep.  I marvel, for about the millionth
time, how totally confident and at ease with himself Joel is
and also how much cold he can take.

I take my clothes off and then go in and wash my face and
take a piss before climbing in next to Joel.  No sooner am I
in the bed than Joel rolls toward me and pulls me back
against him.  It's not at all sexual, just a human response
to the warm body of his lover.

                    ----------------------------

January mornings in our part of the country are cold, dark
and depressing but at least today we didn't have to get up
early, or at all if we didn't want to.  I'm lying on my
stomach and Joel is half lying on top of me, his right leg
is between mine and his right arm is over my back.  He's
kicked the covers down to the end of the bed and the half of
me that's covered by him feels warm and wonderful but the
other half is freezing.  I try to reach down and retrieve
the covers but I end up just waking Joel up.

"S'matter babe?"  He's just barely awake and his hand stays
on my hip while I get the blankets.  When I lay back down my
back is to his chest and he's spooning me.

I shiver.  "I got cold."

Joel is nuzzling the back of my neck and I can feel the
stubble of his beard.  He's gently thrusting at me every
minute or so, his cock is hard and pressed up against my
thigh.

His left arm is under my neck and his right hand has moved
down to caress my butt, his fingers eventually moving in to
play with my butt hole.  I respond by pushing back against
his hand.  Neither of us has spoken about sex this morning.
I want to get fucked and Joel knows that I do and he intends
to fuck me.

He leans over me and gets a tube of lube out of the
nightstand.  We used to use a lot of lube but now we've
gotten to the point where I don't need as much and I really
want to feel the size of Joel's cock inside of me.  He daps
a bit of the lube on my butt and then, positioning his cock,
begins to slowly enter me.

"Ahnn!  Fuck babe!"  Joel stops for a moment for me to
relax.  "Damn I love your ass!"  Then he kisses the back of
my neck.  "The rest of you is pretty damn nice too."

"Oh fuck!  How big is that cock anyway?"  I say.  The pain
lessens and I push slowly back against Joel.  "Okay babe,
fuck me!"

Joel starts moving further into me and as he does he's
rolling me over onto my stomach and pushing my legs up and
further apart.  I'm totally spread eagle now and Joel has
begun to seriously fuck my ass.  His hands are on my
shoulders holding me in place but he moves the right one to
my mouth and puts the tip of his middle finger at my lips
and I immediately begin to suck on it.

I'm shoving my ass up farther into the air to make it easier
for Joel to fuck me and also because it just feels so
fucking good to have him get even deeper into me.  He gets
his feet under himself and then moves so that he's squatting
over my butt and power fucking into me.  I reach back under
myself and begin to slow beat off as Joel fucks me.  As I
reach to hold my nuts I feel Joel's huge balls slamming into
my hand.

I could hear Joel's breathing and the sound.  "Ah, ah, ah!"
Then he yells.  "Oh fuck!  Fuck I'm cumin babe!"  And then
he slams his cock all the way into me and holds it while he
shoots and when I feel his cock pulsing inside of me I start
jerking really hard and soon I'm shooting.

                    ---------------------------------

We're wandering around one of the big local malls, buying
some furniture for the new house and getting a few shirts
for Joel and basically just relaxing and enjoying each
others company.  It's really cold out with lots of snow on
the ground and it feels really good to get back inside after
parking the car.

In Marshall Field's I stop at the jewelry counter and look
at watches.  Joel comes up behind me and puts his hands on
my waist and his chin on my shoulder.

"Whatcha looking at babe?"

I lean my head against his for a second.  "Nothing, just
checkin out the watches."  I would never have been this calm
about touching a guy in public before but Joel has taught me
to just relax with the whole thing.

"Need a watch hun?  Which one do you like?"  Joel puts his
arms on the counter and is staring down into the display
case.

"Nah Joel, my watch is good.  Just browsing."

We start walking again and Joel puts his hand on my shoulder
and leans into me.  "What we really oughta buy you is one of
those 2xist thongs."  His voice is quiet, his eyes flashing.

I start to blush and look at him.  "You gotta be kidding!"
I'm shaking my head.  "Theirs is no way on earth that I'm
gonna hand a thong to a clerk and tell him I wanna buy it."

"Oh come on Stephen!  You'd look freakin unbelievable in
that thong.  I'll buy it for you!  You won't even have to go
up to the counter."  Joel was giving me a horny puppy dog
look.

"You really wanna see me in one of those?"  I lowered my
voice even more.  "You can see me naked any time you want."

"Not the same.  I wanna see that strap in the back ridin
between those beautiful buns of yours."  I hadn't noticed it
but Joel was steering me toward the men's underwear section.
"Look babe, we can get one in white and one in black."

To make things worse, the clerk and one customer are
watching us look at the packages of thongs.  "Joel, you want
me to wear one of these but would you?"

"Fuck yes!  Well, maybe not like to work or anything, cause
that strap rubbing against your butt hole has gotta be
aggravating but I'd wear it around the house.  Fuck it!  I'm
getting em for both of us."  He flashed those puppy dog eyes
again and squeezed my shoulder.  "You'll wear it for me,
won't ya babe?"

I stared up into those eyes.  "This'll keep ya horny and
wantin my butt?"

Joel smiled at me.  "Babe I don't need you to wear underwear
to keep me horny for you."  He squeezed the back of my neck
again.  "I wanna see if I can pull that strap outta your
butt with my teeth."

I laughed.  "Sure am glad I'm married to a perv.  Okay, if
you got the guts to buy em, I'll wear em.