Date: Wed, 12 Apr 2000 16:14:36 GMT
From: K B <kyleslam@hotmail.com>
Subject: Yard Work - Part VIII -- My House Guest

Sunday morning... 10 o'clock.  The house was quiet, so I could have
slept-in, but once I'm awake... well, I'm awake.

I have a large house - 5 bedrooms, including mine.  There's another large
bedroom on the first floor and three upstairs.  The kids were scattered
throughout the house.  I didn't care.  I'm not used to company, but my
family stays with me a couple of times a year, so it's not a big deal.

I was drinking my coffee on the lanai when Alex came out with a couple of
the guys.

"The natives are getting ready to leave," Alex said.

Tony and Joe came over to me.  "Hey, thanks for letting us crash," Joe
said.
  He put his hand out and I shook it.

"Any time," I said.  "I had a good time last night."  We all started
chuckling.

"Yeah," Tony said.  "We did, too."

I walked them through the house and out the front door - they were ALL
leaving - guys and girls.  I got a few hugs, 'thank-you's' and
what-not... then, they were all gone.  Back to just me and Alex.

He was on the phone when I came back in.

"I'm listening to my messages at home," he said.

I was kinda' tired, so I eased back out the pool, sitting on the side with
my legs in the water.  The sun was sparkling - mesmerizing me and I let my
mind float and wander.  I was entranced for probably 15 minutes, then Alex
sat next to me on the edge.

"Mike, I need to go home."

"Ok - well, come back later if you want."

"That's not what I meant."  I looked into his face and he was wearing an
intense look.  I put my hand on his leg.

His family is on the west coast -- and then it hit me.  "You mean home to
California?  What's wrong, Alex?"

"My Mom had a heart attack.  I just got off the phone with my sister in
Boston.  She called me all frantic yesterday and left this message on my
machine, so I called her back just now."  (deep breath) "My Mom, Mike...."

He looked so sad.  I put my arm around his shoulders and he put his head on
my chest.

"When did this happen?  How is she?"

He wasn't crying, but he took another deep breath before he started talking
again.

"Yesterday morning.  Angela - that's my sister - says she'll be ok, but
they have her in the Cardiac Unit."  He started to get up.  "I need to call
my Dad... then I'll make a reservation to get out there."

"Do you want me to come with you?"  I knew it was a dumb question, but...
well, I felt like I had to ask.

"No, Mike.  It's too soon for that.  Besides, I'll just be helping my
father and taking care of things out there... and I really don't know how
long I'll stay.  Both of my sisters are married with kids, so they won't be
able to stay too long."

"Ok - go use the phone."

He walked back inside.  The day was getting hot already and the water was
still warm from yesterday's heat.  I stripped and eased into the
pool... not really to swim - just to be in the water.

Alex came out with the phone tucked under his ear, talking to his father.
When he saw me - naked in the pool - he cocked his eyebrow and smiled at
me.

He walked back to the edge where he'd been sitting before and put his legs
back in the water.  I swam-up to him and rested my wet arms on his thighs.
He smiled and kissed the top of my wet head.

I wanted to drop him and give him a wild blow job - and if the
circumstances were different, I would have.  He talked for a few more
minutes and said he'd call him back with the flight information.

"Ok - I'm gonna' call the airline now."  I guess he had the 800 number
memorized.

I swam back into the water and he watched me.  I wanted to fulfill my
desires - and his - yeah, I wanted to be selfish.  I mean, he didn't look
too upset.  I guess I can't read him, yet.  I decided to leave him alone
for now.

I got out of the pool, dried off and went inside for some food.  A few
minutes later, he was in the kitchen - hugging me from behind.

"I have a flight out of Gainesville at 1:30," he said.

"Do you want me to drive you?"  I turned around.

"No, I'll just leave my car there and..."

I cut him off and hugged him tight.  "I'll take you.  Let's go get ready."

He didn't fight me over it and when he got on the plane 2 hours later, I
felt my heart being pulled a little.  He said he'd call, but didn't know
when he'd be back.

I drove back home with the windows down and the music blaring.  Now I was
both lonely AND horny.  Not a good combination, that's for sure.  I had a
lot to keep me busy, I reasoned... what with Will coming to stay with me
starting on Tuesday, I wanted to clean-up a little.

The day flew by.  Alex called late to say that he was safe, but he'd be
out-of-pocket for the next few days.

"I don't know when I'll call back," he said.  "But you understand, don't
you, Mike?"

What could I say?  He had his family to worry about and deal with.

It felt strange sleeping alone again, but I slept well.  Then, before I
knew it, Tuesday had come... and I was getting excited again.

I was in my car, headed to a job site, when my cell phone rang.

"Hello?"

"Mike, it's Will.  What time should I come over tonight?"

"Whenever you want.  What time were you thinking of being there?"

He sounded a little nervous.  "Well, I have some yard work to do, but I
should be there around 5.  How's that?"

"Good.  I'll meet you there at 5, Will."

"Thanks, Mike.  I'll see you then."

"Bye, Will."

"Bye."

I got done with my work and headed home early.  I thought it might be nice
to take Will out to dinner - pizza or something - y'know, something
different.

I showered and changed into some shorts before he got there, so I was
ready.
  When he came in, I told him of my plan and he was excited.

"Just let me get a quick shower, ok?"

"Sure.  Let me take you the room you'll be staying in."

I helped him carry his suitcases as he followed me upstairs.  I chose the
corner bedroom upstairs - the one on the other side of the house, furthest
away from my room.  Just in case Alex and I decided to 'come out' to Will,
I wanted to have some privacy.  Besides, that bedroom has its own bathroom.
I figured he'd like that.

We put his things down and he started taking off his shirt.

"I'll see you down stairs when you're ready," I said.

"Ok - I'll only be 5 minutes."

I started down the stairs and heard him turn-on the shower.  Then, I heard
him yell for me -- "Mike!"

I ran back up to his room.

"Yeah, Will?"  I said from outside the bathroom door.

"Hey, Mike - where are the towels?"

Shit - I'd forgotten towels.

"I'll bring one up for you."

"Ok."

I ran downstairs, then back upstairs... do I open the door or not?  I stood
there for a sec, pondering... then knocked on the door.

"Do you want me to bring it in, Will?"

"Yeah - it's unlocked."  Purposely?  Hmmmm.

I opened the door to a room filled with steam.  The shower doors are
beveled glass, but I could still see the outline of his ass as he washed
it.

"There ya' go, bud."  I dropped the towel on the toilet seat and walked
out.

"Thanks," I heard him say through the closed door.

I still had the picture of his body in my head.  The swimming pool and his
jock strap, the strip club in that g-string, and now his body in MY shower.
I started getting hard just thinking about it.

I looked down at my khaki shorts to make sure I wasn't leaving a wet
spot...  I wasn't.  I waited on the couch and he bounded down the stairs in
a few minutes.  He was dressed casually - his muscular legs showing quite
nicely in his short jean shorts.

We started driving toward the Pizza Hut talking and listening to music and
joking around.  Will is just such a friendly guy... but I couldn't get
thoughts of his warm body off my mind.  We wolfed-down a pizza each and
started back to my place.

"Hey - why don't we stop and get a video or something?" he asked.

"Ok."  There was a small video place on the way.  "What do you want to
watch?"

"Oh - whatever... action, horror, adventure, PORN... whatever you want."

He emphasized the word 'porn,' then cut his eyes at me.  He looked kinda'
horny, too.

"Porn, huh?  Your parents haven't even been gone for a day and you're
already wanting me to..."

"Oh, puh-leeze, Mike.  I'm not a baby.  I've grown-up a lot since you first
met me."

"I've noticed, Will.  You're right."

We pulled into the parking lot and got out.  I stopped at the front of the
car.  "Will - you really want a porn?  'Cause I'll get something like that
if you want me to... I'm not embarrassed."

"Get whatever you like, Mike.  If you like it, I'm sure I'll like it."

Hell - that was like a license to get the raunchiest thing I could find.
We walked in together and even though he's 18, I walked around the counter
and went into the 'Adult Movies' room alone.  I decided I'd pick two - one
straight porn, the other gay... then, I'll let him decide.

He put a movie on the counter, then I put my two there.  I actually know
the guy who runs this place, Tim.  He's a real nice guy and, since he's
gay, he didn't say anything about the movie.  He did, however, kinda' give
me a grin when he looked at Will.  I made a face back to let him
know... well, you know.

Tim stuck the movies in a bag and we were off.  Only about 20 minutes back
to my house and he just chatted the whole way.  Fishing and lawn work and
dirt and the weather and on and on and on... my head was starting to spin -
the big head, I mean.

I pulled into the garage and we went inside.

"Ok, Will... now, this is your 'home away from home' for the next few
weeks.
  Help yourself to the fridge and be as comfortable as you like."

"Ok, Mike."  He started up the stairs.  "I'm gonna' put my shoes and stuff
upstairs."

"Ok - well, when you come down YOU get to pick the movie."

I spread the movies out on the kitchen counter and grabbed a few sodas.  I
was making him pick the movie just in case.  After I'd plopped onto the
couch, I kicked my shoes off and stretched my legs.

"Did you really get a porn, Mike?"  He sounded excited.

"Yep - I got two of 'em.  You choose... they're on the counter there."

I turned around as I finished talking to him.  He had changed a pair of
grey, thin cotton running shorts and - from the looks of it - he wasn't
wearing anything underneath.

He went to the VCR and put one of the movies in, but didn't tell me which.
The remote was on the table next to him and he handed it to me as he sat
down.  I started the tape, then turned my big screen TV on.

"Which one did you pick?" I asked him.

"It's a surprise."  He took a long drink of his soda while the movie
started... he had picked the horror flick.

He stretched-out next to me - feet up on the table - and we started
watching the movie.

"I'll be right back," I said.  The kitchen light was putting a glare on the
TV, so I went to turn it off.  I walked back around the couch and - from
behind - I couldn't help but notice his cock.  He was squirming a little to
keep it hidden, but it was so obvious that he was getting a rush.

I came around and sat back down, pretending not to notice.

Throughout the movie it seemed like he was daring me to look at his crotch.
He spread his legs apart, then moved them back together - adjusting himself
each time.  He squirmed and twisted and basically did everything he could
to keep my attention on him and not on the movie.

"What's up with you, Will?  You seem restless or something."

"I'm tired, Mike.  Do you mind if I hit the sack?"

"No - that's ok."  I flicked the movie off.  "We can finish this tomorrow
or something if you want."

Will got up and headed for the stairs.

"I'll see you in the morning, Mike."

"K - g'night, Will."

"'Night, Mike."

I went to my room and changed into some boxers. It was almost 10 o'clock,
but I wasn't too tired.  I thought about Alex and how he was doing... and
how much I missed being with him.  Well, how much I missed sex with him.

Even though I'm not much of a drinker, I grabbed three beers from the
fridge and headed out to the lanai.  The air was still and warm.  I decided
to stretch-out in my favorite spot - the hammock - guzzling the first beer.
I needed the second to start a buzz, so I popped it and chugged it.

I started to relax a little and stretched-out a little more.  I opened the
third beer and drained half.  My skin drank-in the warm air and I let my
thoughts drift to Alex again... thoughts of his tight ass and his thick
cock started a rise in my shorts.  I drank the rest of the beer and rolled
the bottle out of my way, then took off my boxers.

I turned and lay across the width of the hammock, the ropes cradling my ass
and rubbing against my hole when I moved.  My cock was raging now and I
stroked slowly with my beer hand, my cold fingers making me shiver a
little.

I pushed my legs to rock myself and got lost in what I was doing.  I wasn't
close to cumming, so I just enjoyed the feel of my body - rubbing my balls
and stomach and pubic hair with my free hand while I stroked.

The beer was taking effect on my head and I slowed my stroking, easing back
into the hammock... relaxing more and more... and fell asleep.