Date: Fri, 4 Nov 2011 12:59:59 +0000 (GMT) From: Ploy Slash <ploy.agora@yahoo.se> Subject: RURAL STAY pt III ? Good Release RURAL STAY pt III -- Good release The next two days were pretty uneventful with me reading and walking the dogs. Without a family or friends or something to do country-life can be pretty dull I guessed, but I got things done and a chance to relax in the sun while doing it. Besides, roaming around barefoot in nothing but shorts felt like freedom. Pocket parks in any city couldn't compete with this. I woke up to a cloudy Friday, which had almost cleared up by noon. I was relaxing in a sun chair when my cellphone rang. The persistance of the signal obliterated the ignorance I first felt. -Hi, I said. -Hey Nathan. It's Wallace from work. 'Wallace!?' It took a few seconds before I connected the name and voice to a real person. Wallace is a nother part-timer at the moving company. I've onle met him on a few heavy jobs, where he outbalance being shorter than most with muscles and willingness to get things done - fast. -Oh.. it's you? Hi Wallace... How are you? -I'm fine, just fine. Listen, I heard from our boss that you're close by and doing nothing. -What? It turned out Wallace was working with some other companyfor a time in a small town pretty close by and was looking forward to a week off starting today. He wondered if we should hook up. I was looking forward to some time alone, but not all the time. We agreed he should show up monday eve and stay one or two nights and I explained to him how to reach the house. When I hung up I noticed the dogs being on the alert. Elvis, the male of the two, were a bit more protective and edgy, in contrast to Nilah. Elvis let up a low bark and tried the length of the leash. I figured someone was coming down the road. It was first when the person had come closer to the house I could see it was Morgan. He waved. I nodded back and went towards him. -Hey Nathan. -Hey Morgan... How's you? -Good. He didn't have the body of a greek god, but I still enjoyed the sight of him in his tank-top, cut-offs and pair of converse. -And how are you, here in the woods and all? -It's really nice. I get things done and I can do most of them in the sun without anything disturbing me. -Haha... Welcome to the country. He felt relaxed. -You're here to pick up stuff? -Well, yeah... and I kind of didn't have anything to do so I have no real plans actually. -I have some reading I wanna do, I said and pointed towards the sun chair. Next to it there were some books, water and other stuff in a pile. -Oh, ok... Well, I don't wanna disturb you... -That's alright... I felt a sting of wanting to hang out with someone. I had been alone since my brother left. -Is there anything going on tonight? I asked. -This is the country, Nathan. I laughed. He continued: -Ok, I got some beers, you might wanna get together later and have some? I liked the idea, though it felt a bit wierd being roughly ten yers older than him. A teenager, still? -Yeah, sure. I can get my own from the fridge here, though. -That's nice. Should I come by later, then? -Sounds like a plan, Morgan! I let him in the house so he could retrieve his stuff and then reclaimed the sun chair. He left and I returned to my books. The temperature rose with the disappering of the last few clouds and after a while even I couldn't stand it. Elvis and Nilah were still fresh under their trees. I guessed the heat would get to them much later. I was still inside when I heard Elvis bark. Looking outside I saw Morgan approach and play with him. Still dressed in nothing but my shorts I went out to them. -Hi. It's time to take them for a walk. -Hey. Yeah, I can tell. You want help? -Help? No. Company? Yes. He looked at me and smiled. -Let me just put these in the fridge, he said, holding up two Target-bags with beers and more. -Do it. He went inside and I unhooked the leashes and stood ready. When reappearing, he asked: -You ready? -Yep. Lets go. Walking, Morgan told me him and Jason had grown apart. Jason's interest in money and "a good life" didn't mean the same thing to Morgan. This shed some light on earlier events and I agreed on Jason. He took heavy jobs and some overtime to fill his bank accounts. He also talked a lot about it. Others don't really care once the bills are covered. Back at the house we got in and Morgan took a seat in the living-room while I took care of the dogs and put on a t-shirt. Somehow that felt more relaxing. I asked what he wanted to do and he came up with tons of ideas. We settled for playing videogames on their PS3. Mixed with beer, food, snacks and talking the night could grow as old as it wanted -- and the hours did fly by... The clock had passed god-knows-what when we gave up playing and started to play our favourite music for each other (on the PS3 for some reason...) and chatted away. We were sitting on the floor in front of the stereo and had allowed The Cat Empire their third song when Morgan surprised me. -Look, Nathan... umm.. This might sound wierd... This was the first time I'd hear him hesitate. -... But ... me being younger and all. -I think I can handle it. I certainly hoped so -- I could barely handle my speech. -But I think I kind of like you... -... -...more without the T-shirt. 'Wow...'. Feelings of excitement mixed with nervousness rushed through me. I knew these feelings. Most men who've found themselves on the edge of a sexual experience know these feelings and their mix. My experience took me past hesitation. And Morgan was waiting for a response. -How old are you? I asked. -19. You know this. -Sorry, the beer... -Ok... I looked at him. He was cute. Blonde as me but short-cut, a bit skinnier and taller, but cute. As hell. -Look, Morgan. I'm gay, but I guess you've heard. He nodded. -And yeah... There was not much more too it. My dick was already responding - and I let it all go. -I think you're hot too... There was a short moment of silence. Simultaneously we leaned in on each other and met half way embracing in a hug. I felt aroused... the hug turned into a kiss. The beer got to me. Morgan got to me. My dick got to me. We fell into a two-man-bunch on the floor where hands explored, arms followed, dicks pressed against eaxh other and mouths interlocked. T-shirt and tank-top soon made up their own pile next to us while we untangled and found better suited horisontal positions. And we weren't precisely keeping silent. I remember rolling over on to my back, totally freeing myself from Morgan and taking a deep breath. He was on me again in seconds. He felt heavy and I liked it. We both could feel both our dicks pulsating, yearning to get out. My head was spinning. Making out torso against torso in supine position was a favourite of mine. I was getting really horny then and there. -You're awesome! I said to his ear when his mouth explored my neck. He stopped and looked at me. -You too. Just relax now... With that he went down on me. He slid down my shorts and got to work on my dick. Jerking and sucking. While doing that he pulled off my shorts altogether. Damn, it's nice to be naked! He pushed my legs apart as much as possible and fiddled around with my balls, still without letting go of my dick. He went towards my anus with one hand and I let him play around. One finger went in and I bucked and moaned. He wanted to press in more fingers but I stopped him with a hand. -One's enough, I moaned. He still hadn't broken contact with my dick. -Okay, I heard from his dick-filled mouth. He couldn't really take the entire length of my dick. He didn't push himself, making it awkward, but kept it good. One hand explored my body. It found my neck and stretching, he pushed a finger inside my mouth. I bit. With one finger up my ass and one in my mouth I felt he was in control. This made me yearn for more. I didn't want to let go so all I culd do show my craving was to moan loudly. Morgan quickened the pace on my dick, alternating bewtween mouth and hand. My glans was all slippery from saliva and pre-cum effectively preventing mood-destroying friction. I closed my eyes. I was experiencing ecstacy. He was good. I was getting close. Still with his finger in my mouth, I tried to say -Mmmm... I'm getting close, Morgan... He didn't stop. And it felt so damn good! I was getting there. I clamped my hands around his head, pressing hard and mouthfucked him. I let go of his head just seconds before I came. Morgan had stopped sucking my dick, but kept the head of my dick in his mouth keeping all the sperm in his mouth. He pushed in his finger in my ass as far up as he could. Well known uncontrollable pleasure overwhelmed every corner of me. Boy did I release! -FUCK YEAH! I came. Lots. He didn't let go. -Mmmmmm...! I don't know for how long it lasted. I heaved there on the floor and while Morgan headed for the toilet I regained "control". I don't know for how long he was away, but him coming back into the room helped me regain focus too. -Tired? he asked. -A bit... Wasted He chuckled. -Use the bed? -Yeah... We can use the bed. Lets go.