Date: Sat, 5 Apr 2014 09:57:23 -0700 (PDT)
From: robert barhorst <rab2161@yahoo.com>
Subject: Ghost Lover

Ghost Lover

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I have been working for my dad since the age of 15, doing odd jobs around
his shop, you know sweeping the floors and cutting the grass, emptying the
trash and helping restocking the shelves and getting parts for the workers.
Here I was learning how to run the machines and doing the book keeping from
receiving in stock.  I wasn't really trying to learn the stuff but doing it
after school and weekends I was learning more and more every day.  By time
I was 18 I had learned how to run all the machines and do most of the
bookkeeping.  I had been saving all the money dad gave me and now that I
had graduated high school dad wanted to hire me on for as a full time
employee.

I had planned on going to college and take some management classes and more
bookkeeping. I enjoyed working with all the guys in the shop and learning
more every day.  I talked dad into letting me go to college and working at
the shop until school started.  My college courses would have me in school
for most of the mornings but I was off in the afternoons and had time to
work at the shop and do my homework for school.

By my twenty first birthday I had graduated from college with a degree and
enough money in my bank account to buy my own house.  I had always wanted
to buy the house that was down my street from my parents but everyone said
it was haunted because no one had lived in it for over fifty years but
someone was taking care of it.  I did some research and found that the guy
who owned the house had died one night when the house was broken into, and
his sister owned the house and was taking care of it but she lived out of
town and it was costing her a pretty penny to keep it looking nice.  She
would take care of the house but never the lawn.  There must have been a
hundred baseballs and other toys behind the gates of the house laying in
the grass.

I told mom and dad that I wished I could buy that house and make it mine,
that is when dad told me to contact the lady and see if she would sell it
to me.  Dad was always up on the news and what the city was trying to do
and he told me the city had been for the longest trying to buy the house
and tear it down.  I waited till the next day at work and using the company
computer I found out who the lady was and how to contact her.  I offered
her a good price for the house and told her how I had lived down the street
all my life and loved the house.  She sold me the house for a small price
that my parents told me to be careful.  They thought there must be some
major repairs needed inside the house.  I asked if I could walk through the
house before signing the papers and the lady said yes.

I couldn't believe it, the house was in perfect condition all the furniture
was there and pictures hanging on the walls.  Yes it was dusty and all the
furniture needed to be thrown out because of dry rot but the structure was
sound and all the plumbing worked.  Yes I would have to do some repainting
and take some wall paper down, but the house was in perfect condition on
the inside.

I signed the papers and told my parents that I would move out once I had
the inside of the house clean and ready for me.  After work every night I
would head down to my house and start washing walls and throwing out all
the old furniture, within a week I had the living room and dining room
done, all that was left on the first floor was the kitchen and den.  I had
to admit it was like going into a time warp everytime I entered the house,
all the old stuff in it was so old that I knew I could sell a lot of it as
antiques but a lot of it I decided to keep just because how nice it looked.

I stripped off wall paper and repainted walls and then cleaned all the rugs
and refinished the wood floors.  I had finished the first floor and started
on the upstairs.  The master bedroom was kind of empty just a big bed and a
dresser.  I checked the closet and most of the clothes that were there once
touched they fell off the hangers due to rot but I was going to throw them
out anyway.  I went through the dresser and found some rings and watches
but again what clothes that were there I just throw in a trash bag.  I
walked into the master bathroom which was connected to the master bedroom
and at that time was something new.  There I found some towels hanging on a
rack and the medicine cabinet with personal items.  You know toothpaste,
aftershave and hair lotion.  I looked at the bathtub and there was a old
bar of Ivory soap and on the floor a box of bubble bath soap.  It wasn't
open and I had to laugh seeing Mister Bubble soap box.

I started to clean it all up and wash down the walls that is when I found a
secret panel, at first I thought it was just turn offs for the water in the
bathroom but once I opened it I was surprised at what I found.  There was a
pile of Men magazines, now I thought that was odd but I started to look at
them and yeah my cock got hard looking at all these hot muscular men naked
with roaring hard cock and flexing their muscles.  I heard someone down
stairs and put the magazines back into their hiding place and put the cover
back on.  I yelled down to see who it was but there wasn't any answer.  I
wanted to make sure someone wasn't in my new house and hoped it was my dad.
I went down the stairs and saw the front door was closed and yelled is
there someone in here.  Dad came out of the kitchen and scared the hell out
of me to say the least.  I must have jumped 10 feet in the air, dad started
to laugh and apologize for scaring me.

Dad said he had never been in the house but had heard about the murder and
all the rumors of what was the cause of the murder.  Dad heard all the
rumors and some of them said that the guy was gay and he was killed by some
queer haters and the other said that he was murdered by a gay lover and
then the one that made most sense he was murdered because he was rich and
someone wanted his money.  I told dad of all the great stuff I had found in
the house and then I told him he had to see what I found in the garage.  We
walked out there and once I opened the door dad's jaw dropped to the
floor. There is was a brand new car from 1930 in mint condition.  We walked
around it and then I opened the door and in the ignition was the key and I
turned it to see if it would start and it did.  Dad told me to take care of
it and I could sell it for a lot of money.  I told him I wasn't stupid and
that was my plan once I got done with working on the house.  I told him
this car was my retirement fund and I would take it to some car auction and
see what I get for it.  Dad and I walked back to the house and we talked
about some of the work I had to finish but I told dad that once I was
finished with the master bedroom and bathroom I would be moving into the
house and that way I could finish working on the rest of the house.

Dad loved how nice the houses looked so far, and told me that I needed to
replace some of the appliances in the kitchen like the refrigerator and the
stove but otherwise the house looked nice. But for now it was time to head
home and gets dinner, mom was waiting for us.  I locked up the house, dad
and I walked to the front gate dad told me that I needed to get a lawn
mower and cut the grass.  I told him that was my plan for the coming
weekend.  I was going to use his lawn mower and cut the grass and see how
my baseballs I found in the lawn.  Dad laughed and said no, your house you
get your own lawn mower.  After two more weeks I was starting to move into
the house.  My first couple of nights it felt like someone was watching me
and I couldn't sleep, every little sound was something new to me and I knew
that I just had get used to it.

I decided to look at some of the magazines in the hiding place and jerk
off.  I was hard in just a couple of pages and started to jerk off my
throbbing hard cock.  I did and shot my load all over my chest.  As I laid
there I didn't know it but I fell into a deep sleep, which I truly
needed. The next morning I walked into the bathroom and stepped into the
bathtub and started the shower. Pulling the curtain around the inside of
the tub I started to soap up., the hot water felt great on my body and as I
lathered up I felt a hand on my back and turned around to see if someone
was there.  There wasn't anyone there and I thought I must have imagine it,
and continue to wash up.  After my shower I got out of the tub and I could
smell aftershave or some kind of hair tonic. The smell reminded me of my
grandfather but there wasn't anything in the house that smelled like that.
I knew I had thrown out all the stuff in the medicine cabinet.  I thought I
was imagining it also and shave then going back into the bedroom I saw the
sun shining through the window and opened to see what the weather was.
Being spring I hoped it was warm and of course it was so I left the window
open and walked over to the dresser and pulled out a pair of shorts and a
shirt, I dropped the towel from around my waist, not knowing if my mom was
in the house or not I didn't want to come out of the bathroom and find her
in my bedroom and her seeing me naked.  Mom was helping me fix up the house
and being a house mother she was a master with a sewing machine and she was
making all the curtains for my house.

With a historical home you didn't want to put up normal curtains and all of
the curtains in the house were falling off the windows from dry rot.  I
bent over and started to put on my underwear and short and jump from
feeling someone grab my ass.  I looked around and didn't see anyone and
just thought I was imagining it again and continued to dress.  I walked
into the kitchen and poured a cup of coffee and opened a couple of window
around the house.  Hey it was spring and the air was nice and warm.  I
looked out the front window and saw the grass needed to be cut and decided
to check into the garage and see if by chance there would be a lawn mower,
I knew if there was it would be something really old but, with someone
taking care of the house I thought maybe there would be a something new
there.  Now again to my surprise there was a mower but it was one of the
real old one. You know one that you had to push and when you had to turn
the handle flipped to the other side.  I checked the blades and they were
sharp and shiny like it had never been use.  I knew it would take me
forever to cut the lawn using this lawn mower but I could use it for the
small areas and around the trees.  I went back into the house and finished
drinking my coffee and decided I needed to get some new stuff in there and
get a riding lawnmower also.  I finished my coffee and was headed for the
front door when it opened and there was mom, her arms full of cloth.  I
jumped and mom apologized about scaring me and I told her that I was going
to have to take my keys back if she kept doing that.  She laughed and asked
where I was going.  I told her that I was going to take dad's truck and get
a riding lawnmower to cut the grass.  She said yeah it needed it bad, and
we both laughed.

I left mom to work on the curtains and I headed down the street to their
house to borrow dad's truck.  I asked dad for the truck keys and told him
where I was headed.  He threw the keys at me and told me to fill the tank
while I was out.  I went to the local home depot and walked around the
store, I first went to the appliance dept and picked out a new refrigerator
and stove and ordered ones that would look great in my kitchen and fit to
the age of the house.  Then I headed over to the lawnmower dept and started
checking out all the mowers.  I heard someone ask if I needed help and
turned around, there stood Frank I knew Frank from high school he was a
year older than me but he was married with one kid and from what I heard
his wife pregnant with another.  Frank was the stud of our high school he
banged every cheerleaders and most of all the girls in school.  Now Frank
was a hunk in high school and was still good looking.  You know how most
guys after they are married they develop that beer belly and let their
bodies go, well not Frank.  I told him about the house and how I needed to
get a riding lawn mower; Frank showed me what he had and what would be the
perfect lawn mower for me.  We loaded it up in dad's truck and I stopped at
the local gas station and I filled the truck tank full of gas and also the
big gas can I got at the store.

Once home I unloaded the lawnmower and filled the tank full of gas. I
didn't give it a second thought about taking dad's truck back to him I just
wanted to get the grass cut.  I was riding around the yard getting the back
yard done first and then the front.  I had just finished when I looked up
and there stood dad.  I turned off the engine and dads asked for the truck
keys and told me next time return the truck before I decide to play with my
new toys.  I apologized and tossed the keys to him.  I took the lawnmower
to the garage and opened the door; I hadn't thought where I was going to
put it moreless if there was room in the garage for it.  Lucky for me there
was and I pulled it in.  I grabbed the push mower and started to cut around
the trees and walkways.  I looked at the lawn then noticed all the
baseballs and started to pick them up.

I must had found at least fifty or so in the yard, not to mention other
toys.  By time I was finished I was covered in sweat and my shoes and hands
were green from grass stains. I walked into my house taking off my shirt
and grabbing my belt latch when I heard mom tell me not to be stripping in
front of her.  I apologized telling her I didn't know she was still there
and it was my house.  She told me next time yell that you are there and if
I wanted her to finish making the curtains for the house I should shut up.
I apologized again and told her I was headed upstairs to take a shower and
get cleaned up.  Mom said she was done with all the first floor curtains
except for the kitchen.  I told her that I had ordered a new stove and
refrigerator and they were going to be delivered in a week.  I gave her a
kiss on the cheek and headed up the stairs.  Once in my bedroom I stripped
off my clothes and headed into the shower.  I turned on the hot water and
it felt so great I reached down and plugged the drain and changed the
shower to a bath.

I lay down in the tub and let the hot water cover my body and relaxed.  I
must have fallen asleep and was awaken by the sensation of hands going
through my hair and across my cheek.  I jump up and finished washing my
body and pulled the plug out of the drain hole.  Standing up I dried my
body and stepped out of the tub.  I thought I felt a hand or two going up
my back and rubbed it again with the towel.

I went into my bedroom and forgot my towel, I thought there wouldn't be
anyone there but there was my dad.  He laughed and told me to look before I
walk around naked, what if I was your mother.  I jumped and asked what he
was doing there and that I knew mom had left.  He said he was there to fix
one of the curtain rods in my bedroom.  Mom told him that it was coming
apart and she wanted me to fix it for her.  I thanked dad but said I will
have to get back my keys before I get a girlfriend, last thing I need was
my parents walking in while we would be having sex.  Dad looked at me and
asked if I planned on having sex in the bathroom with my girlfriend.  I
looked at him and told him I was going to fuck her in every room of the
house. And we would be doing it day and night.  Dad laughed and said I was
a chip off the block, him and mom did the same thing when they were first
married and they were mostly nude while they were home.

But my grandparents walked in on them a lot while they were doing it.  So
he understood what I meant.  I walked over to the dresser and started to go
through my draws to find some underwear and pants; dad slapped my ass and
told me with a cock like mine I shouldn't have any trouble finding a girl.
I smiled and said yeah a chip off the old block I guess.  Dad looked at me
and said I don't want to blow my own horn but I think mine is a little
bigger but yeah.  I laughed and told him everyone says theirs is bigger,
but he needed to prove it someday.  Dad laughed and continued to work on
the curtain rod and holder.  I told dad about the new kitchen appliances
that I purchased and how they were going to be delivered next weekend.  Dad
told me it was about time and he was proud of me.  I told him that way I
didn't have to eat at his house once I got them.  Dad told me to look in
the kitchen when I got dressed mom had sent something for me.  I asked what
and he told me I would have to find out.  I finished dressing and headed
down to my kitchen and there on the table was a stack of cook books, I
laughed and started to look through them.

Dad came down and told me he was finished and asked if I was ready for
dinner, I had a sandwich in my hand and told him I would eat here tonight
so he and mom could have some time to themselves.  Just remember not to be
running around the house naked encase I needed to stop by for something.
He laughed and headed out my front door.  I walked into my living room and
turned on the television and stated watching the game.  The warm air
blowing in through the window felt great so I took off my shirt.  And
started to relax in my leather chair, my mind started to think about what
dad had said and if his cock was the same size as mine he was walking
around with a seven inch rod and I could picture him walking around the
house with his hard throbbing cock in front of him and mom with her lips
wrapped around it sucking every inch of it. And him sliding it in and out
of her pussy.  Now I have never seen my dad naked but I knew he was still
in great shape since I had seen him with his shirt off mowing our front
yard and my parents were still in their late forties.  I knew they still
had sex because I could hear their bed squeaking and headboard hitting the
wall.  Mom tried to be quiet but I could hear her moaning and when dad came
he always let out a moan.  Plus mom always called dad her stud muffin the
next morning.  My cock was getting hard just thinking about dad walking
around the house nude and his cock leading the way.  Then I remembered my
old girlfriend sally and how she would give me blowjobs once and awhile,
being a prude she wouldn't give me any pussy but she would suck my cock,
and everytime I tried to fuck her she would say the same old thing. The
legs don't spread till the rings on the finger and the name has changed.
We dated for a year in our senior year of high school but after that she
moved to new York or some place for college.

I must have fallen asleep and was dreaming about it, all I knew was seeing
sally between my legs sucking my cock and could feel her wet lips sliding
up and down my shaft.  My mind was still thinking about my father's cock
and how right now he probably had my mom bent over the kitchen table
sliding his hard cock in her pussy right now or them on the living room
sofa doing it.  I kept feeling a pair of lips on my cock and I reached down
to run my hands through sally hair and I felt something wet but could smell
the sweet smell of lilac and remembered that was sally's perfume.  I kept
pushing what I thought was sally head up and down on my cock feeding her my
hard throbbing cock then I felt my load blasting into her mouth.  My eyes
opened and I looked down, to my amazement there was no one there but a big
load of cum sitting on the floor and my wet cock laying on the cushion of
the chair, my shorts on the floor across the room.  I didn't understand
what had happened but I enjoyed every minute of it, now I thought about it
more but then gave up.  Lucky for me no one can see into my windows mainly
due to two things, one the brushes and the sidewalk being far from the
house.  I stood up and walked across my living room and retrieved my short
and put them back on.

I checked my front door and it was still locked but then looked around the
house.  Nothing was missing and put my hand to my chin and could smell the
sweet smell of lilacs and remembered the bottle of lilac hair tonic in the
medicine cabinet when I moved in.  I wondered what the previous owner had
looked like and remembered all the pictures in the closet that I had boxed
up to send to his sister and started to look through them.  There were a
lot of picture of one nice looking man with his hair slicked back and some
of the pictures showed him wearing shorts or no shirt and thought how nice
his body was.  It hit me then the magazines in the hidden spot in the
bathroom and the lilac hair tonic and the rumors that he was gay, maybe it
was his spirit in the house.  But then I just said it was me and I had
jerked off while asleep and left it at that. Nothing happened for several
weeks, I had done a lot of work around the house and cleaned up the yard,
then I decided it was time to hit the basement, I cleaned up all the old
boxes and trash around the place.

Mom had finished doing the curtains and the new applainces were in the
kitchen, all that was left was painting the iron fence and gates that
surrounded my property.  I decided that this was the right time to get that
painting done, summer was here and with the heat the paint would dry fast.
I woke up in the morning covered in sweat and put on a pair of shorts, I
drank my cup of coffee and looked at out the front window, I was going to
get the job done and I knew I would have to start now before it got too hot
and sticky. I finished my coffee and grabbed a can of black paint and a
brush and headed out to the gate.  I figured I would start there and work
my way across the front to the sides.  Like they say first impressions are
the most important. I got both sides of the gate done and started down the
left side of the fence starting at the bottom and working my way up.  The
glossy black paint made the fence look like new, I knew that I would have
to get some gold paint to make the center decoration look great but that
would be at another time.

The heat was getting to me just as I finished the one side and decided to
take a break, I walked to the side of the house and grabbed the garden hose
and holding it above my head, turned on the water, the water felt great
covering my body.  I was enjoying it when I heard my dad's voice saying
that there is an invention called a shower to do that in.  I turn and
looked at him and laughed, and said yeah but then the painting doesn't get
done.  Now he laughed and said he was there to see about getting one of the
upstairs window open.  My house being so old didn't have air conditioning
so opening windows and letting in the cool air was important during the
spring and summer months.  I told him the front door was unlocked and he
knew which window mom was talking about.  Dad went into the house and I
went back to painting the fence.  Just as I was turning the corner and
started down the side fence I heard dad yell for me to come up stairs he
needed my help.  I looked up and there was my dad with his shirt off and I
could see his muscular hair chest just above the window sill.

I put down the paint in a nice shady spot and went into the house.  Once
upstairs I yelled out for dad and he responded.  I walked into the quest
bedroom and there stood my dad stripped down to his boxers and working on
the window frame.  Now I had never seen my dad naked but here he was
wearing his boxers and with all the sweat they were clinging to his body.
Now my dad had a nice little ass and a big package in the crotch area.  My
dad's cock looked to be about the same size of mine that is how it appeared
to me through his boxers.  I had to check him out a bit and from what I saw
my dad was a stud muffin if I had to say so.

Dad asked me to help him by holding up the window while he ran his sander
and planer to get the window to move a little better.  Dad asked how I was
surviving living in the house with the summer weather we were having.  I
told him it wasn't bad with all the windows open but I was thinking about
get some ceiling fans and window air conditioners, especially for the
bedroom. Dad laughed and said he guessed so, he told me before he had air
conditioning in our house he only wore his boxers that was after I was born
and before that he would walk around naked.  I told him that I slept in my
pj bottoms at night that is when it was cool but lately I was lucky if I
wore anything.

Dad said he was amazed that I still had any pj's.  Every Christmas grandma
would send me and dad matching pairs of pjs and she always kept on all the
tags and enclosed the receipt with an note saying just encase they are the
wrong size.  Mom would take dads back to the store and get the money for
them and most of the time she would take mine with his.  I didn't care
because I didn't wear them much so a new pair every year was more than
anyone would need. Now that my grandparents are dead I knew I wouldn't get
anymore so I kept the summer and winter pair she sent me.

I told dad that after he was done he could use the shower in the master
bathroom if he wanted to clean up before going home to mom.  He thanked me
and he finished with the window.  We cleaned up all of his mess and packed
up his tools, dad looked at me and said he would take me up on the shower
offer and headed out of the bedroom and down the hall to my room before he
opened my bedroom door his boxers were on the floor and I saw his bare ass.

I started for stair and I could hear the shower coming on just as I got to
the foot of the stairs I could see a small patch of wall paper lifting and
feel a draft.  I lifted the piece of paper and there was a hole in the
drywall and I looked through it.  There I saw my father in the shower
soaping up his hair body and got an instant erection.  I must have stood
there for ten minutes watching my father shower and without thinking about
it I was jerking off my cock.  Once he turn off the water and stepped out
of the shower I shot my load looking at his wet hairy nude body.  I then
realized I better get down stairs and work on the painting before he caught
me.  I hurried out and started painting again and soon enough dad came out
of my house, he smiled and said he used some of my after shave also, he
knows my mother will be grateful.  I told him to remember to lock the doors
and maybe put a sock on the door knob so everyone knows not to knock.  Dad
and I both knew what that meant and we laughed.  Dad went on home and I
finished painting the fence at least on one side.  I planned on doing the
other side tomorrow and that would take care of that task for this weekend.

I went into my house and locked the door behind me and started up my stairs
while stripping off my clothes.  I didn't waste any time and started to
fill the bathtub with cold water.  I decided to check out some of the
magazines that were hidden in the wall and see what was all in them.  I
grabbed a couple setting them aside the clawfoot tub, turning off the water
I slowly entered the tub letting the cool water quench my hot sweating
body. I lay down and let me head sink under the water, the water felt great
on my face and head.  Once above the water again I push my hair back like
guys did in the late 40's and then lay back in the tub.  The water felt
great on my hot tired body, the cool water made my tired muscles relax and
I decided to look at a couple of the magazines, I leaned over the tub and
grabbed one and started to look at the pictures. All the guys in this one
just had guys in jockstraps and posed in different forms which really
didn't interest me, even though the guys were good looking but I wanted
something else.  So I grabbed another and it was the same, I was hoping
that one would show the men completely naked.  The next one I opened a
couple of pictures started to fall out, luck I'm fast and was able to catch
them before they hit the water.  There they were pictures of a fully naked
man with a roaring hard on and he was posed in different ways but all of
them showed his roaring hard cock.

I was never really into guys but I couldn't put down these photos.  For
some reason this man's handsome face and beautiful body had my full
attention.  I didn't realize it but my cock was starting to get erect and I
started to imagine this man in real life.  Here he was in different rooms
of a house but all of them showed him naked with a roaring hard cock.  Then
I saw it, a picture of him in a bathtub, his body covered in a layer of
bubbles that were sliding down his body.  I looked at the picture more
careful and noticed in the corner near the tub a box of Mr. Bubble and it
hit me like a ton of bricks, this was my bathroom. I wondered if this was
the previous owner and if so who was the person taking the picture, his
lover or just some guy or a john that he picked up.  My mind started to
wonder if this guy was the man and the person was his lover or the women of
the two.  I was tired and put down the pictures and leaned back in the tub
and let my body relax more, I must have fallen asleep because I was
transported back in time and my bathroom was back to how I found it when I
brought the house, but everything look fresh.

I could smell the scent of lilacs and looked around, there was a man naked
standing just feet away from me, his muscular body was bare, his cock was
leading the way, l looked up and saw his handsome face.  His hair slicked
back and smelling of lilacs, his face was clean shaven with a hint of a
five o'clock shadow.  I laid there and just admired his body as he walked
over to me and went down on his knee and lowered his face to mine.  Without
thinking about it or how weird it was I closed my eyes and kissed him.  I
let his tongue enter my mouth as my hand raised out of the water and
reached around his head and through his hair pulling his mouth tighter to
mine.  I felt his hand on my chest, it slowly started working its way down
my body and then it grabbed my cock.  I was startled and woke up from my
sleep, looking up at the clock on the wall I saw that it was almost 9pm and
I must have been asleep for a couple of hours.

I didn't remember the dream that much but I looked around the bathroom and
could have sworn there was the scent of lilacs there on the floor a wet
spot like someone had been there dipping of water or something.  I got up
out of the water and dried off, but noticed my seven inches of cock
standing in front of me.  I hurried and dried off, but when I went to dry
my calves I noticed the pictures and magazines and put them together and
back into their place in the wall.  I wrapped the towel around my waist and
looked in the bathroom mirror I saw my face, running my hands over my
cheeks I knew I needed to shave but figured that could wait for the
morning, then I looked at my hair and there it was slicked back, I liked
the way it looked, so I grabbed my comb and brushed it to make sure it
stayed that way.

I went into my bedroom, my stomach made a noise letting me know that it was
hungry.  Without thinking twice I started to leave my room when the towel
around my waist fell to the ground.  I didn't have a erection anymore so I
thought about bending down to put it back on, but then I thought, heck this
is my house and no one would be down stairs so I let the towel lay on the
floor and headed to the kitchen.  Looking in the refrigerator I didn't have
much food in there that is one thing I really hadn't gotten used to, going
to the grocery and buying my own food.  I was still use to mom keep the
frig full of food.  Without thinking, I turned and grabbed the phone and
ordered a pizza knowing that it wouldn't take that long for it to be
delivered, little did I think here I'm standing in my kitchen naked as a
jay bird no wallet or clothes to say the least.  The delivery guy would
really get a surprise if I answered the door it my birthday suit. I had to
laugh thinking about it and also it excited me a bit, just enough to get my
cock to twitch.

I called the pizza place and ordered a large deluxe pizza; afterwards I
went upstairs and grabbed a clean pair of short and my wallet.  I knew I
had sometime before the food arrived so I started to look around the house
and remember a box of picture in the closet so I pulled it out, going
through it I found several picture of the same man that was in the nude
pictures upstairs.  Looking at the back I saw some writing and found it was
the owner of the house and his name was Frank.  I had just starting to look
at the picture when the pizza arrived and I sat there looking at the
pictures and eating my pizza.  I was starting to admire Frank and could see
how handsome he was; I found some other pictures of the house and the yard.

I started to see how beautiful the yard was and how Frank took care of it.
I finished eating and continued looking at the pictures.  I thought about
how much work I had to do yet to restore the yard back to its original
beauty but I was up to the duty.  I heard the clock chime and knew it was
going on eleven o'clock; I put the pictures back in the box and headed for
bed. It was hot outside so I decided to just shuck my short and sleep in
the nude, letting the cool breeze coming through the window.  I fell asleep
dreaming of how much work I had to do the next day.  I was dreaming of
walking around the yard admiring how beautiful it was, but as I turned I
saw a man standing in the distance, he was singing some song as he was
putting up an hanging basket on the side of the garage.

I walked closer to him to see who it was and as I got closer I could see
his body and noticed he was naked.  I walked closer he turned and there he
was it was frank and he was completely naked.  I didn't stop till I was
behind him and started to run my hands over his back and over his
shoulders.  He turned and smiled at me.  I stood there for a minute and he
leaned forward and kissed me.  We stood there kissing and I felt his hands
running over my body, then I realized that I too was naked.

We kissed and let our hands explore each other's bodies; I didn't think
anything about it and was enjoying it.  Then without a word frank started
to kiss my neck as his hands squeezed the cheeks of my buttocks.  I enjoyed
it and pulled him body closer to mine, my one hand on his back and the
other on the back of his head.  Letting out a small moan of pleasure from
franks kiss we pulled away and walked back to a concrete bench at was in
the middle of the yard frank laid me down on it and raised my legs over his
shoulders, I didn't stop him, but let him continue as he wet one of his
fingers and slowly started to insert it in my hole. I let out another moan,
some from the pain but mostly from the pleasure of his finger slowly
entering and exiting my body.  After a couple of thrust from his finger he
inserted his cock into my ass and started to fuck me, I was loving every
inch of his cock and begging for more, frank leaned down and kissed me,
then grabbing my back he lifted me from the bench and carried me over to
the garage, pushing my body against it he fucked me while kissing me at the
same time.  His cock slamming in and out of my ass I was going crazy and
loving every minute of it.  Frank fucked me as only a real lover could and
I was now passionately in love with him.  We had the greatest sex possible
for two men.  After Frank was done we laid on the grass looking up at the
clouds, my head on his chest and talked about how great our love making
was.  In the back of my mind I kept hearing a bell ringing and really
wasn't paying any real attention to it but it kept getting louder and
louder, then my mind realized it was the phone and I reached over and pick
it up. The voice on the other side was dad and he wanted to know if I was
up so he could come and do some job man wanted him to finish.

I told him I was now but give me a couple of minutes to get cleaned up, he
said okay and hung up.  I jumped out of bed and went into the bathroom, I
needed to pee really bad, and then looked in the mirror if I needed to
shave, there I noticed two red marks on my neck and my ass was hurting.  I
walked back to the toilet and sat down, thinking I need to use it but after
a couple of minutes I realized I didn't and got off the toilet.  Turning
around to close the lid I noticed some white stuff floating on top of the
water and couldn't figure out what it was but flushed, and headed back into
the bedroom, throwing on my shirt and shorts I headed downstairs and went
to open the front door so dad knew he could come in.

I just opened the door and there he was walking up the porch steps.  He saw
the marks on my neck and asked if she was gone yet or not, I had to think
what he was talking about and realized what he meant and said yeah, she
left last night after we were finished.  Dad looked at me and said he hoped
she was that expensive.  We both laughed and I went into the kitchen to
make some coffee while he went upstairs.

I took up a cup of coffee to dad and we talked a bit before I told him I
was going out to paint the back side of the fence.  He told me I better
think twice about that, due to the weather was changing and a big storm was
headed our way.  I went and looked out the window and saw the storm clouds.
Oh well like there weren't other things I could do in the house.  Dad
continued working on his project and I decided to head to the attic and see
what was up there.  I was surprised at all the boxes and crates; none were
marked except one that said movie stuff.  I wondered what it all could be
so I took off the top of the crate and there it was a movie camera and
several canisters of film and a small screen.  I looked through all the
rest of the boxes and found all kinds of stuff, Christmas decorations and
kitchen stuff, then in the back was two big trunks.

I tried to open them but they were locked.  I looked around to see if the
key was somewhere nearby but no luck.  I called down to dad and asked if he
had something to break open the lock. He came up with a crowbar and said
that might work and we try to open the trunks.  I was working as hard on
one trunk but it wasn't going to open, dad told me he was going to go back
downstairs to finish his project.  I finally got one trunk open and found
it was full of clothes and personal belongings.  I tried the other trunk
and after a couple of heard jerks it popped open.  There were hundreds of
pictures and toys in there, all of them nude men or men having hot sex
together.  I heard someone coming up the attic steps and closed the trunk,
it was dad and he wondered if I got the trunks opened and what was in them.
I told him yeah and most were cloths and others were Christmas decorations.
He laughed and told me I could donate the cloths and use the Christmas
decorations. But remember if find someone personal stuff it is best to send
it back to remaining family members.

I looked at him and told him I wasn't stupid.  And the Christmas stuff may
be worth something depending what shape they are in.  I was just going to
throw out most of the clothes due to they are dry rotted and no good to
anyone and what was good I might keep depending on how they looked.  I
still had a couple of boxes to go through but it is always nice to find
free stuff in boxes.  Dad agreed and asked for this crow bar back, which I
gave him.  I was glad when he left, I thought for sure he would look in
some of the boxes.  I finished opening the boxes and yeah I found a couple
more decorations for different holidays but most of everything I found I
would have to throw out.  Then in the last box I found several magazines
and photo albums and the were lawn and garden magazines and the photo album
was marked Flower garden ideas.  I put that box by the top of the stairs
and marked the other boxes, so I knew what they had in them.  The two
trunks I closed and pushed over to the far wall of the attic.  In the hour
I was in the attic I was covered in dust and cob webs, so I knew I would
have to take a shower. I finished moving other boxes and marking them then
grabbing the one box marked garden I headed down the steps and put the box
in the hall as I locked the attic door.  I found the key in the attic and
decided to lock it just encase mom or dad decided to help theirselves to my
attic like they did the rest of my house.

Dad came out of the one bedroom and saw me covered in dust and cobwebs in
my hair, laughing he told me I looked like the shower drain would be
getting plug with dirt today.  I took the box down to the front door
hallway and then put it on the front porch so the wind would clear some of
the dust off of it but it wouldn't get wet from the rain.  I loved having a
wrap-around porch on my house.  We had a big storm coming in and the wind
was picking up real fast, I figured the wind could clear some of the dust
and left it sitting on a table I put out there.

Heading back into the house dad was standing at the top of the steps and
asked me to give him a hand before I hopped into the shower.  I headed up
the stair and into the bedroom, it didn't take us long to fix the closed
door that was stuck shut and dad had it trimmed down so that wouldn't
happened again.  Inside the closet was a lot more cloths and some costumes.
That is what I called it so dad didn't figure out the guy was gay.  It was
mostly dresses and some leather stuff.  I told dad I was going to hop in
the shower and clean up if he didn't mind.  He looked at me and told me not
to jerk off encase my girlfriend came back for more of what she got last
night.

I headed into the bedroom and stripped off my clothes and hit the shower, I
was just lathering up my body and thinking about the pictures and movies
upstairs, which had my cock getting hard then the shower curtain was pulled
back, there stood my father he told me he was headed home for the day and
if I needed anything else fixed to call him.  I stood there covered in
soapy lather with a roaring boner, before I could respond dad grabbed my
cock and gave it a couple of strokes and said, yeah almost as big as mine.
I was surprised and said one day you will have to prove it. Dad laughed and
turns, then headed out, my cock was really hard now and throbbing from
those few strokes dad had gave me.  I continued to soap up but noticed a
small spot of light coming from the wall.  I knew dad had found the hole
and was looking at me through it. I decided to jerk off and let him watch
me, I started slow and then increased, I looked at the wall to see if dad
was still watching me and when I saw the light go out I knew he was gone.
I stopped and rinsed off, stepping out of the shower I dried off then
headed back into my bedroom.  I felt a pair of hands on my ass as I bent
over to get a pair of underwear out of my bottom draw, I stopped and stayed
bent over, I felt the hands feeling each of my cheeks and then my cheeks
were separated and I could feel something wet, rough running around my
hole.  I enjoyed it but knew if dad was there that mom would soon be there.

I told frank we had to stop because my mom would soon be showing up.  I
then felt the tongue remove and I felt a kiss on my butt cheek.  I stood up
and finished getting dressed, I could smell the lilac hair tonic in the air
and that was telling me I was right it was frank.

My guess was right I heard mom yell hello as she entered the front door.  I
yelled back I would be down in a minute I was finishing getting dressed.
Mom was there in the living room as I came down the stairs, in her hand was
some material which I knew she probably wanted to turn into curtains.  As
she turned I saw a roll of paper and was afraid it was wall paper she
wanted to put up in the house, I was just hoping it wasn't going to be in
one of the main rooms of the house.  Most of my parent's house is covered
in wall paper, which is nice but I preferred painted walls, that way you
can just paint over the old paint with new and didn't have to spend hours
taking off the old wallpaper and then clean the walls and then hang more
matching pattern and making sure seams didn't show.  It is more work than
needed. I like the easy way of doing things, the less time I needed to
spend and make it look good the better.

I asked what she was doing there on a Sunday, usually she was in the
kitchen most of the day frying chicken and making a big Sunday dinner.  She
said that she found some wall paper that just looked great with the new
curtains she wanted to put in one of the bedrooms.  I looked at the
curtains and then the wallpaper, neither of them I liked but with my mom
she knew what was best for everyone.  I told her I liked the curtains but
the wall paper was too much.  In my ear I heard a voice telling me that the
wallpaper would get torn everytime a piece was hung.

Mom said that they looked great and would fit the house. I told mom that I
didn't want wallpaper in the house due to keeping the house how it was when
the old owner had it.  Mom said it was my house but she thought it would be
better with the wallpaper.  I smiled and told her I loved her but she had
to remember it was my house and I had a dream of what I wanted. She smiled
and agreed.  I felt a kiss on my cheek and knew frank agreed with me and
was happy I talked my mom out of the wallpaper.  Mom looked at me and asked
if I could smell lilacs.  I told her no, and said that it might be the air
freshener I plugged in.

Mom went upstairs and hung the curtains, but halfway up the steps she
stopped and turned looking at me.  She said dad had told her about the girl
I had spent the night and she said that was okay with her but she didn't
like the marks on my neck and that she wanted to meet this girl.  I told
her that she was just an old friend I ran into at the store, and it was
probably just a one night stand and I wouldn't see her again.  Mom said I
better be careful and use a condom. I looked at her and said I wasn't
stupid.  Mom continued up the stairs and I let out a sigh of relief.

I felt a hand on my ass, and in a whisper I told Frank to behave, we would
have time later.  I couldn't believe what I was saying, I was straight and
here I am having a man ghost fucking my ass and kissing me and I was
enjoying it.  Franks ghost disappeared and I went out on the porch and
opened the box of magazines.  There were several with different pages
marked and I looked at them first. It was a surprise how well they matched
my yard.  Then I opened the album and there were photos of my yard as it
changed and then pages of different stuff that was to happen.  I cleaned up
the cover of the album and put the magazine back in the box and kept the
album out.  Now I knew how to get the yard back as it was.  The rain
started to fall and it was coming down like someone had cut a hole in the
sky.  I heard mom yell and ran up the stair and into the bedroom she was
in.  There she stood by the window trying to close it before the rain
poured more into the room.  I saw the wall paper was soaked from the rain
and knew frank had moved it so it was ruined.  I was pissed because my mom
could have taken it back and gotten her money back.  But then on one of the
walls I saw she had hung a piece of the paper and was pissed.

I asked mom what she was doing hanging up the wallpaper and she said she
wanted me to see how much better it was then paint and she was right about
it.  I told her not to do it again and I would help her clean up the mess.
She apologized and we cleaned up the mess and I thanked her for the
curtains.  She said she had an idea about the master bedroom and started
out of the room.  I stopped her and told her that I wanted to do that all
by myself, it was my bedroom and I wanted it to reflect me and not my
mother.  Mom looked at me and I told her that girls don't like a guy who
has their mother doing everything for them.

She agreed and kissed my cheek, I pulled away and told her I loved her but
she has to remember it was my house and I wanted it to reflect me.  Mom
said that it was turning out great and she loved how it was making the
neighborhood look great.  I kissed her and said that I was going to leave
she looked at me and smiled, without asking she handed me the key to the
front door and said she would help when I ask, it was my house and I needed
to do some of the work myself.  I kissed her cheek and she left.  The rain
was really coming down outside and I knew there was no way I was going to
be able to finish painting the fence, so before I could even move I felt a
pair of hands grab my body and throw me back some and a pair of lips lock
on to mine and kiss me.

Frank was happy and he wanted me to know it.  My pants were pulled down
while my lips were locked against his.  I didn't know what was going to
happen but then I was thrown on the bed and my legs pulled into the air and
my short taken off.  I told frank no, I wasn't ready and I had things to
do, but before I could finish the sentence I felt franks cock enter my ass
and start to fuck me.  I yelled from the pain but then that turned to
moaning, I loved getting fucked and here I was lying on a bed with my legs
in the air getting my ass plowed by a ghost. If I told anyone of this they
would have me committed in a heartbeat to say the least, but it was the
truth.  I grabbed where his chest would be and I could feel the hair that
was on his chest and running my hands through it, begging him not to stop
then I pulled his body closer to mine and kissed his face and my lips found
his and we were kissing while his cock was plowing my ass with no Mersey.

It didn't last long and I felt his cock grow in my ass and I knew he was
about to blow his load in my ass, my hands reached for his butt cheeks and
pulled every inch of his cock into me.  I felt his load shooting in my ass
and loved it.  I knew we were done when I heard frank telling me how great
I was.  I kissed where his cheek would be and told him he was great.
Slowly his cock slide out of my ass and he got out from on top of me.  My
legs fell down and I knew frank had pulled away from my body.  I got up off
the bed and pulled back up my shorts, I asked where he was but there was no
answer.  I went to my bathroom and sat on the toilet, I felt his cum
leaking out of my ass and once I was done I looked into the toilet there it
was a big load of cum floating on top of the water.  I redressed and
decided to get the movies out of the attic and set everything up in the
living room.  I pulled close the drapes and plugged in the projector,
watching the movies I was surprised at the different lovers frank had while
he was alive and how he like different styles of sex.  I thought he was
some kind of master and he loved to be in control of the sex play.  The
first couple of movies had different guys in them but then I saw it was the
same guy in the last three movies.  Then on the last movie I saw half of it
was frank in the bathroom taking a bath and then getting cleaned up shaving
and slicking back his hair.  Frank was a hot looking man and I could see
how he got so many lovers.

I had my pants around my ankles and was jerking my cock, I was about to
shoot my load when I felt a mouth on my cock and a tongue tickling my nuts,
my load shot and I could see it blasting in the air.  I knew it was frank
there sucking my cock and after I shot my load he leaned up and kissed me.
I told him I loved him and wanted to be his lover for the rest of our
lives.  Frank kissed me again.  That night when I went to bed I held up the
other side of bed sheet and told frank to get in.  I felt the mattress move
and then a pair of arms around my body.  I felt his body next to mine and
fell into a peaceful sleep.

Well that was three years ago and Frank and I have made the house look like
it did when he lived there, and when it comes to making love we have done
it all over the house and yard.  As for my dad, that is still slowly moving
and we have progressed more, but it still hasn't led to us really having
sex.  Mom doesn't give dad sex like he was used to and I think that had
something to do with our relationship changing.

I had more pictures of Frank around the house then before and I decided
that we had to change Frank's hair tonic if that was possible.  I told
frank I needed him to take a shower and then use the new hair gel I got him
due to everyone smelled his lilac hair tonic and people were asking
questions.  Also my washing machine broke down and mom did my wash for me
one day and asked what the stain was on the pillow case.  I worked and now
me and frank were sleeping together and still having great sex.  My dad
felt someone in the house with him at times when I wasn't there and it
happened.  I had just walked into the basement when I say my dad naked with
a roaring hard-on and his hands in the air like he was holding someone's
head in place in front of his crotch and he was fucking their mouth.

He was moan and groaning and then I saw his load shot out across the room.
I walked up to dad with my pants pulled down and my hard cock standing in
front of me.  Dad leaned over and kissed my mouth and grabbed my cock.  He
started to kiss me and jerking my cock, we didn't move or say anything.  I
shot my load all over my dad's leg and he loved it.  Well now Frank has me
and my dad to make love too.

I hope you enjoyed this story and if you want show me blowing your load.

Bob