by G. A. Hauser
“Oh, yes.” Toby laughed. “Rough me up, lineman.”
Chills washed over Gavin’s body as Toby’s cock responded to the stimulation.
“Fuck me. Pretend I’m a power pole and climb me.”
Gavin rubbed his face into Toby’s pubic hair and inhaled him, running his lips against the satiny skin of his cock, using the tip of his tongue to tickle underneath to the head, then he sucked him, moaning and grabbing Toby around his narrow waist. Toby huffed out a breathy sigh and tensed his muscles. Gavin rubbed his palm over the tight ripples of Toby’s stomach. He drew hard on the head of Toby’s cock and then stood over him, staring down at him.
Toby’s chest was rising and falling rapidly as he waited for Gavin to react. “Cocksucker…” Toby sneered.
“You want to get fucked by a real man, gay boy?” Gavin pumped his cock, loving this play acting. He had never done it before and it was sublime.
“Fuck yeah. Are you man enough?” Toby fisted his own cock, pointing it at Gavin. Aside, Toby said, “Lube and condoms in the nightstand.”
Gavin opened the top drawer, taking out the box of condoms and a tube of gel. He noticed the prophylactic box had not been opened, just like his yesterday, and smiled wickedly. He held it up and said, “No sex, pretty baby?”
Toby grinned in delight. “I’m a virgin.”
Gavin’s cock went thick and wagged. “Oh…” He closed his eyes and felt the chills wash over his skin. “A virgin…yes, indeed.”
“I…I’ve never had a man before. Will you take my cherry…power lineman?”
The thrill of the role-play was intense. Gavin was hotter now than when they played yesterday. His dick was thick, roping with veins and a bead of pre-cum emerged from the slit. Gavin tossed the box at Toby. “Lesson one; put the rubber on my big cock.”
“Yes, sir.” Toby opened the cardboard box and removed a strip of condoms. He trembled while he tore one open, and Gavin assumed it was all part of the game.
“Lick it first.” Gavin held the base, pointing it in Toby’s direction. “Taste my spunk.”
“Yes, sir!” Toby sat up, licking Gavin’s cock.
“Taste good?” Gavin ran his dick up and down Toby’s mouth and cheek.
“Mm. Very good.”
“Suck it… Suck my big thick cock, boy.” Gavin had an image flash of the men he worked with for some reason—of Harvey and Fred, Hank and Jed, all holding out their cock and saying, ‘Suck my big thick cock, rookie.’ Half the time he felt like that’s what they were saying while he was stuck cleaning the crapper on the bucket truck, or sorting the scrap metal while they lounged with their coffee and The Seattle Times. It felt wonderful to have someone cater to him after he had catered to so many journeymen during his apprenticeship. Toby drew on Gavin’s cock, deep inside his throat. Gavin moaned and held onto Toby as he made sloppy slurping noises and whimpered.
The urge to come became strong. Gavin pushed Toby back against the bed, holding the base of his dick. “Put that rubber on me.”
Toby did, rolling it on like a pro, not a ‘virgin’. “Did I do it right, sir?”
“Lie down and spread your legs.”
Toby immediately obeyed, grabbing his knees and opening his thighs. Gavin stared between Toby’s legs. Toby’s cock was thick and bobbed as it pulsated. A string of pre-cum was beginning to drip from it.
Before he coated them both in lube, Gavin pushed back Toby’s thighs and chewed on his balls and the root of Toby’s cock. Toby let out a loud moan of pleasure and rocked against Gavin’s mouth. Though all he wanted to do was fuck the hell out of Toby, Gavin savored this male delight. He loved everything masculine—the scent, taste, touch, sight, all made him shiver in orgasmic bliss. How long had he waited? How long had he been the diligent student, the slave to the journeymen, the errand boy for the masters who treated him like a punk? Too long!
Using his teeth, Gavin nibbled the taut skin of Toby’s inner thighs, his ass cheeks, his rim. He ran hot, wet laps along the area between his ass and his balls, crying out in joy at having this fabulous man to take, to make his, to tease, lick, and fuck. Under him Toby was going crazy, writhing on the bed, vocalizing his pleasure in low groans and deep rumbling moans.
“Holy Christ…Gavin…I love you, you fucking god!”
Gavin smiled as he sucked on Toby’s nuts, one at a time, rolling them on his tongue. He wanted to say he loved him too, but good sex made men say silly things. He knew that much. Gavin knelt on the bed, wiping his face with his forearm.
“Get the lube, boy!”
Toby grabbed it, holding it out.
“Oh no. I want you to stick it up your own ass.”
The expression of pure lust washed over Toby’s handsome face. He again shook visibly as he opened the tube, squirting a blob on his fingers. Gavin watched, trying not to pant like he’d just been in the ‘pole yard’ climbing. His cock was seeping into the reservoir tip of the condom, filling it with clear liquid. Toby reached between his own legs and spread gel on his ass. Gavin nearly spontaneously combusted watching him. As Toby pushed gel into his back passage, he said, “Fuck! I’m gonna spurt.”
Gavin grabbed Toby’s dick, startling him, and fisted it with two hands. He jacked it like he was pulling the wire off a huge spool of cable. While Toby nearly levitated off the bed and howled in pleasure, Gavin began scooting closer. His cock was knocking at Toby’s back door. He continued to jack Toby off, using one hand to aim his dick. When he felt Toby about to fall off the edge and dive head first into an orgasm, Gavin pushed his dick inside him.
Toby arched his back and opened his lips, shooting cum across his chest in milky ribbons. “Ahhh! Gavin! Holy fuck!”
Gavin jammed his dick into Toby, fucking him deep and hard. Seconds it took, mere seconds, and Gavin was shooting his load into Toby’s ass. He snarled and threw back his head, feeling every pulsating throb of his dick inside that tight hot hole.
“Gavin! Oh my fucking god, Gavin…” Toby gasped for air, holding his chest, sperm all over his skin.
Gavin choked on his moans of pleasure, gripping Toby’s legs tightly to ride out the orgasm. He ran with perspiration, feeling it roll down his pits and sternum, his temples and neck. “Fuck.” He sucked air into his lungs and felt the slow aftershocks, making his dick move inside Toby’s ass. He pulled out and nearly fell off the bed, reaching to brace himself on the wall. Toby shook his head as if in disbelief. “Never…never in all my fucking life… Gavin, I am so hooked.”
“Jesus…” Gavin staggered to get his balance. He glanced at the condom and said, “I fucking nearly blew a hole in the damn thing, I came so hard.”
Toby sprung off the bed, embracing Gavin. Gavin had no idea where he found the energy since he was sapped.
“Baby! Baby!” Toby rubbed his face over Gavin’s neck. “I am so fucking crazy about you.”
Gavin laughed in exhaustion. “Oh, sweetheart, you said a mouthful.”
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Toby and Gavin kept teasing each other playfully as they cleaned up. Kisses, nibbles, grabs to the groin, wonderful aftersex fun. When a cell phone ringtone sounded, Toby knew it wasn’t his.
“Could be work.” Gavin grabbed a hand towel and hurried to the bedroom where they had undressed.
Toby poked his head in to listen.
Gavin cupped the phone. “It’s Trina.”
A huge downer on their sexual bout hit like a cold bucket of water. Toby returned to the bathroom, drying his crotch and glancing at himself in the mirror. Would he forever be competing with Trina for Gavin’s affections?
He folded the towels over the rack and straightened out the bathroom. When he could find no more tidying to do, he stepped into the hall to see Gavin sitting on his bed, nodding, the phone to his ear. It was nearing midnight. Does that woman call him constantly?
So it seems. Toby sat on the bed, touching Gavin’s back. He could hear the murmur of Trina’s voice, but not make out any words. Gavin was saying, “Uh huh…uh huh�
�” which was typical when Trina fell into her monologue. Toby had been there. Most of the time, Trina did all the talking and he too would nod politely, ‘Uh huh…uh huh…’ as she rambled about her work, her family, her mother’s dog, Pepper…
“No, Trina…” Gavin met Toby’s eyes. “I don’t know what my plans are for tomorrow yet.”
Toby flopped against the pillows, staring at Gavin, certainly not envying his predicament. Yes, now Trina was aware they were a couple, but she didn’t seem to accept the new hierarchy. I’m now top dog, Trina. According to the ‘Gospel of Toby Montgomery’, he was the highest priority in Gavin’s life. Not the exotic dragon lady, Trina Yamagachi. If Toby had to play a close second to Trina’s first, he would kill someone.
“Yes, I’m still with Toby.” Gavin made a gesture like he was helpless.
Toby was about to hit him.
“Um, what do you mean ‘with him how’?” Gavin glanced at Toby’s groin.
You can’t tell her we’re naked? You can’t say, Trina, I’m in the middle of post-coital fun?
Toby grew angry. He grabbed his briefs and put them on, leaving the room. Hearing none of Gavin’s words any longer, but figuring he was now stuck with Trina’s whining, Toby poured himself a glass of juice and walked through the dark living room to stare out of his patio doors. It was nearing one, but plenty of vehicle traffic moved on the main drag in front of the condo building, and of course the convenience store was hopping.
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Gavin knew talking to Trina at this moment was not making Toby happy. He stared at the opened box of condoms, the strip of five lying on the nightstand, and the open tube of lube. He tucked the phone between his shoulder and ear and capped it, trying to listen to Trina at the same time.
“Gavie, I’m so hurt. How could you still be with him? It’s late. Shouldn’t you be alone?”
“Sweetie…” Gavin stuffed the strip of unused condoms back into the box.
“I know I acted like I was okay with it, Gavie. I didn’t want to ruin a good dinner.”
“Babe…listen…” Gavin tossed the box of condoms on the nightstand once he’d put the unused ones back into it.
“I’m hurt. I’m really hurt. First you take my boyfriend, now you can’t talk to me because you’re with him? Is this it from now on, Gavie? Toby will come first in your life?”
Gavin rubbed his face tiredly. “Trina, when you were with Leonard, or David, or Darin…”
“Don’t throw that in my face. I know you, Gavin. You’ll talk about Toby-this and Toby-that. How am I supposed to handle that?”
“I won’t do that. We don’t have to talk about him at all.”
Gavin didn’t hear any sound coming from the living room. He stood and began searching for Toby.
“I thought we were best friends.”
“We still are. Nothing has changed.” He spotted Toby’s silhouette against the sliding doors in the living room. Closing the gap between them, Gavin encircled his waist and drew him into an embrace, kissing his shoulder. He felt Toby sigh.
“If nothing has changed, why can’t we see each other tomorrow?”
“Sure. We can. Okay? Let me just call you tomorrow late afternoon. I have to go food shopping, do laundry…”
“Will you take me into Bellevue for lunch? I’ve been dying to try that Thai restaurant, the Chantanee.”
Toby rested against Gavin, holding an empty tumbler glass in one hand, using his free hand to touch Gavin’s hip.
“Never heard of it.” Gavin rocked Toby gently, pushing his crotch against the fabric of Toby’s briefs.
“It’s that Thai place I mentioned to you before. I heard good things about it.”
“Can I call you tomorrow?”
“See! You can’t even make a date with me for lunch anymore. I hate Toby. And I hate you.”
“Trina?” Gavin knew she had hung up. He disconnected the call and tossed his phone onto the coffee table behind him.
“In the doghouse now?” Toby rubbed his ass against Gavin’s groin.
“She wants me to take her to a Thai restaurant tomorrow.”
“So? Take her.”
Gavin held Toby’s waist and turned him around to face him.
“I’d rather spend the day with you.”
After setting his empty glass on the coffee table, Toby wrapped his arms around Gavin’s neck, dancing slowly with him, crotch to crotch. “That’s her worse fear.”
Gavin kissed Toby, then rested his head on Toby’s shoulder as they swayed. He’d been there for Trina through all her breakups and triumphs, but Gavin wondered if Trina would not be there for him.
Would Toby?
He leaned back to stare into his eyes in the dimness.
“Maybe we should go to bed.” Toby smoothed his hands down Gavin’s back, sending chills over Gavin.
“I am tired.”
“Do you want to sleep here?”
“Yes.”
Toby held Gavin’s hand and led him back to the bed. They shut off the light and cuddled together under the blankets. Toby stripped off his briefs and nestled against Gavin, holding him close. The curtains were closed but through the gap, a light from outside was shining on the ceiling and closet doors. Gavin didn’t shut his eyes right away. There had to be a solution to keeping Trina happy and getting to spend his free time with Toby. He just didn’t know what it was at the moment.
When Toby’s fingertips tickled his leg and held his soft cock, Gavin rested his lips against Toby’s neck. He heard Toby exhale and felt his tense muscles relax. Closing his eyes, Gavin cupped his hand over Toby’s, giving it a squeeze, and finally fell asleep. Chapter 14
Gavin was having a strange dream. He and Harvey were upgrading power lines, ‘flying’ in the bucket, stopping it to work on removing a cross-arm when suddenly Harvey screamed and Gavin smelled burning flesh. He could see both of Harvey’s hands were blackened by the high voltage line and began yelling for help.
“Gav…Gavin, wake up.”
Slowly coming out of the nightmare, Gavin opened his eyes to see Toby leaning over him.
“You okay?”
“Yeah.” Gavin tried to shake off the horrible image. They’d seen photos in training of what being burned by high-voltage power could do to a man. It basically barbequed your hands and innards.
Toby rested his palm on Gavin’s chest. “Your heart is going wild.”
“Ever since I began working the primary circuits, I have bad dreams about someone being burned.”
“Jesus.” Toby touched Gavin’s cheek.
“It doesn’t happen often, luckily. But hell, it is a hazard of the job.” Gavin turned to look at the digital clock. It read after eleven a.m. He stretched and yawned.
“My worst nightmares are horrible internet hook-ups.” Toby gave Gavin a wry smile. “I’m joking.”
Gavin rolled to his side and propped his head up on the pillows. “Do you do any internet shit? You know, jacking off via webcam?”
“I’ve done it a couple of times. It’s not what I want.”
When Gavin’s ringtone sounded from where he had left his phone in the living room last night, he and Toby exchanged glances. In harmony they said, “Trina.”
“I did tell her I’d call her today.”
“She also hung up on you.”
They paused as the ringing continued until it went to voicemail. Gavin exhaled and felt like shit. “I’m abandoning her. I suck.”
“I’m not stopping you from having lunch with her.”
Gavin caressed Toby’s chest. “I don’t want to get out of bed at the moment.”
“It’s hard, Gavin, I know. When you just meet someone, you don’t want to forsake your good friends.”
“It’s been so long since I met someone I wanted to spend time with, I don’t even know what the rules are anymore.” Gavin rubbed his eyes. “Let me just make sure it’s not work. I’m on call from the time I get home to the time I go back to work on Monday.”
; “Seriously?”
“Yes. The overtime is voluntary, though.” Gavin tossed off the blankets and headed to the living room. It was a gray day, but not raining at the moment. He checked the missed call. It was indeed Trina. He listened to the voicemail as he heard Toby enter the bathroom.
“Hi, Gavie. I don’t know if you’re still asleep or not. I just wanted to tell you that Carl…the man I just sold a Cartier watch to, you know, he’s the one who asked me for my number? Well, he’s taking me to lunch at Chantanee, so you don’t have to bother. I really like him, Gavie. I’ll call you after our first date and let you know how it went. Bye!”
Gavin heard the toilet flush and the water running in the bathroom. He stood at the open door and leaned on the frame.
“Trina has a date.”
“Aha.” Toby scrubbed his face and smiled at him.
“Carl.”
“Sounds promising.” He splashed his cheeks, rinsing off the soap.
“She seemed excited.” Gavin put his phone on the nightstand and returned to the bathroom, waiting his turn.
“Does that mean you’re off the hook?” Toby dried his face with a towel.
Gavin flipped up the toilet seat and urinated. “She said she would call after the date and give me the lowdown.” He glanced up and spotted Toby watching him pee. “Not into golden showers, are you?”
“No. You?”
“Not yet.” He made a move like he would piss on Toby, making him jerk back. Gavin laughed at him.
Toby said, “Hey, I won’t knock anything that gets a guy off. After all, I’m still dying to go to the army surplus store.”
Gavin flushed the toilet and washed his hands at the basin. “It appears I’m now at your disposal.”
Toby played with himself while he watched Gavin brush his teeth. “You have a uniform for work?”
Gavin glanced at him, spitting out the toothpaste. “Yellow hard hat, tool belt…”
“That has potential.” Toby tugged on his stiff dick. Taking the hand towel off the rack, Gavin dried his face and said, “Do I run to my unit nekkid?”
“Oh, fuck yeah.” Toby laughed, fisting his cock.
“No way.” Gavin chuckled, tossing the towel back over the rack. “Am I getting a free solo act?”