“I don’t think we’re gonna run out of wood any time soon,” he said, noticing the great mountain of wood that Duke had lugged inside.
Duke laughed. “I didn’t know how much we’d need so I thought a bit more would do better than a bit less.”
“I reckon we’ve got enough there for the week.” Rob laughed. “Now, I’m not sure what you wanna do? A coffee or a warm shower?”
“Probably a warm shower. Haven’t had one in two days.”
“Right you are. Follow me.”
Rob took Duke upstairs to the guest room. “You can change in here.” Then he showed Duke the bathroom, which was situated right next door, between the guest room and Rob’s bedroom. “Here it is. Takes a while to get the temperature right so be careful before you step under the water.”
Duke thanked him and Rob returned downstairs to put the kettle on. It wasn’t until he’d filled the kettle he realised he hadn’t left Duke a towel. He put the kettle down on the stove, but didn’t light it, and returned upstairs to the linen closet.
With a fresh towel in one hand, he knocked on the bathroom door with the other. Hearing that the shower was on, he pushed the door open. “Sorry, Duke. Just bringing you a towel.”
The bathroom was steamy, and standing amidst the swirling, curling vapour was Duke, naked and just about to step into the shower.
“Oh sorry, mate.” He averted his eyes and held the towel out to Duke. “I thought you were in the shower.”
Duke took the towel. “No problem. Thanks.”
Rob pulled the door shut after him, the image of Duke standing there naked still fresh in his mind’s eye. His solid, thickly-haired chest, and those nipples. Nipples like the ones he’d seen in pornos. Great teats that were ripe for the sucking. His thick bush of pubic hair, and the large, uncut cock hanging down from it.
His own cock began to grow.
* * * *
Later that afternoon, while they were drinking coffee by the fire, the storm hit with a force that rattled the doors and windows. The wind that came speeding across the empty fields sounded like a screaming banshee.
“Man, that’s an angry wind,” said Duke.
“It’s gonna stay that way till at least morning,” said Rob. “We’re trapped.”
They both laughed.
“I couldn’t think of a better place to be trapped,” said Duke. “Thanks for putting me up.”
Rob got up from his chair and slapped Duke on the shoulder. “It’s a pleasure.” He collected Duke’s empty coffee cup. “Like I said, I’m glad of the company.”
“You not married?”
“Nope,” said Rob. “Not that kinda fella.”
Their eyes met as he said it and in those few seconds a kind of understanding passed between them.
Duke followed Rob out to the kitchen. “No one special in your life?”
“Nope.” Bizarrely, Rob could feel his cock start to stir. “Not out here on the farm.”
“You ever get lonely?”
For no reason he could think of, Rob suddenly pictured Duke naked, the steam from the shower swirling about his stocky, hairy body, and his cock grew to full mast inside his jeans.
“Yeah, I get lonely,” he replied. “Course I get lonely, but there’s not much I can do about it. Short of selling up and moving to the city. But then what would I do? I don’t know how to do anything else.”
Duke nodded. “I understand.”
Rob glanced at the kitchen clock. It was six o’clock. “You hungry?” he asked, making sure he stayed behind the kitchen counter where Duke couldn’t see his excited state.
“Damned hungry,” said Duke making a move to join Rob. “What can I do?”
“You stay right where you are.” Rob went to the fridge and got out a large pot. “Made this beef and veggie broth yesterday. Should be tastier now it’s had time to sit.” He lit the stove and put the broth on to heat. “Got some nice bread from town this afternoon. And I think…” He returned to the fridge and opened the door. “…that there’s still some apple pie left over. You like it with cream or ice cream?”
Duke smiled, his moustache hiding his top lip. “Cream,” he replied with a twinkle in his brown eyes.
Rob’s cock twitched. “Cream, huh? Then cream it is.”
He turned the oven down low and put the pie dish on the middle rack. “That should be nice and hot by the time we’ve finished our broth. I’ll just get the bread. Toast it a little.”
Duke walked around behind the counter. “I want to do something,” he said. “I feel kind of useless over there watching you do everything.”
Rob noticed Duke glance down at the erection in his jeans and he took the opportunity to investigate Duke’s crotch. It seemed he was just as excited. Neither of them made any comment.
“Where are the bowls?” asked Duke.
“Cupboard next to the drawers,” Rob replied.
Duke bent down and retrieved four bowls. His jeans rode down a little at the back, offering Rob a tantalising glimpse of his hairy arse crack. Again his cock twitched and it was all he could do to keep his mind on the dinner preparations.
“Two for the broth and two for dessert,” said Duke, placing them on the counter. He returned to the drawers. “Spoons in here?”
Rob nodded. “And grab a butter knife.”
Duke got the cutlery while Rob took the bread, which was only slightly toasted, from the oven.
“Thanks,” he said. “I think we’re just about ready to rock and roll. If you wanna take the bread and butter, and the spoons, over to the table, I’ll get the broth.”
During dinner Rob and Duke each asked some questions, answered some questions, and the conversation flowed smoothly. After dinner, Duke got up and picked up his empty bowl.
“You sit there. I’ll get dessert. It’s the least I can do,” he said, going around to Rob’s side of the table.
Rob shrugged his shoulders. “Okay. No complaints here.”
Duke reached down to collect Rob’s empty bowl, though Rob made only a token effort to lean back, out of his way. He detected the mild scent of soap on Duke’s skin and the outdoorsy smell on his clothes. When Duke turned, Rob felt Duke’s cock brush against his arm. Not knowing whether it had been accidental or not excited Rob. Safe in the knowledge Duke was behind him getting dessert, he gave his cock a couple of rubs. It had been a while since he’d jerked off and even longer since he’d had real sex with a man. It was all he could do not to take his cock out and demand Duke suck it right then and there.
“Here you go, boss,” said Duke, returning to the table. “Hot pie and cream.”
“I could get used to service like this,” said Rob.
And he wasn’t joking.
* * * *
When dinner was finished and the dishes done, Rob poured them each a port and they went into the living room to enjoy the heat of the fire.
Rob raised his glass. “Here’s cheers.”
Duke lifted his glass and took a sip. “Nice,” he said. “You know, I wonder if the old town has changed much. Probably not.”
Rob swallowed a mouthful of port. “You been here before?”
“Yeah, Rob. I grew up here.”
Rob examined Duke’s face more closely. The brown eyes and the cleft in his chin. He tried to imagine Duke without the thick brown moustache; to picture how he would have looked when he was younger.
“How old are you?”
Duke laughed. “You know, I had an inkling when I first saw you. I was going to say something in the car, but my mobile rang. And then, as we were talking over dinner, I was sure. You and I were in the same year. Remember Mrs Tanner’s English class? Passing notes in our beaten up copies of Catcher in the Rye? And remember, after school we used to hang around the lockers until the other kids had gone home and then we’d sneak down to the creek, down to that enormous boulder where the reeds grew a bit thicker, and you used to get me to suck you off?”
Rob remembered all right. How could he have forgotten?
“That’s you! Darren…” He held up his index finger and stabbed the air with it while he was thinking. “Phillips?”
“The one and only,” said Duke, chuckling.
“You got big,” said Rob.
“You did, too. And hairy. Last time I saw you all you had was a bit of bum fluff on your top lip. Now look at you. Thick beard and mo. Looks like you got some hair on your chest as well.”
They laughed again. Rob leaned over the table, holding up the palm of his hand for Duke to high five.
“I can’t believe it. I can’t believe I didn’t recognise you.”
“It’s been a while. My parents moved away before we finished high school.”
“That’s right. To Queensbury. You were pissed off because it was just a couple of months before graduation.” Rob shook his head. The whole situation seemed surreal. “You said you’d keep in touch, but you never did.”
Duke laughed and Rob noticed how his eyes twinkled in the light. “Didn’t have computers and mobile phones back then. Too much hard work doing some actual writing.”
“Well, what do you reckon about that?”
He stood up and Duke followed suit. “Welcome back, buddy.”
They hugged and slapped each other on the back.
“It’s good to be back. Really good.”
Rob gripped Duke firmly by the shoulders. “Let me take a proper look at you.”
He studied Duke’s face and now he knew who he was looking at, he recognised something familiar. He let his eyes wander, past the tuft of hair that curled over the top of Duke’s shirt, over the solid chest and belly. He could see the hard on in Duke’s jeans, a thick bulge curving down over his muscular thigh.
“Let me look at you,” said Duke taking a step back and freeing himself from Rob’s hands. “Hard to believe last time we saw each other we were just boys. You didn’t even have hair on your cock.”
Rob laughed. “You either.”
Duke reached out and pressed the palm of his hand against Rob’s erection. “I bet you’ve got a thick thatch down there now, though.”
Their eyes met. Their smiles evaporated. Rob felt his cock twitch beneath Duke’s touch. Without a single word, both men leaned in. Their lips came together, tenderly, for a few seconds before parting again.
“I sure miss those days,” said Rob.
Duke smiled and pressed his lips against Rob’s. This time the tenderness was replaced by energy and passion. It was exhilarating to feel another man’s body next to his, to be in another man’s arms. Even Duke’s breath, tinged with the scent of port, smelled good. Without any warning, Duke’s lips left Rob’s and began to kiss a trail over Rob’s beard and onto his neck, continuing until they found the smooth, sensitive skin just below his ear. The sensation of Duke’s lips, the wetness of his tongue, and the tickle of his moustache sent a shudder of ecstasy coursing down his spine.
Duke’s hand returned to Rob’s crotch; his fingers closing around the firm bulge, eager to feel his old friend’s cock. Rob did likewise. As his hand touched the fabric-covered hard on, he felt a spark of electricity travel up his arm.
“You wanna get naked?” he asked, his voice no more than a deep whisper.
There was no reply, just a simultaneous flurry of arms and clothing.
Naked and hard, they hugged their bodies together. Duke pulled Rob down onto the carpet, where Rob took advantage of his position atop his old friend. He manoeuvred himself so he was able to take one of Duke’s nipples into his mouth, sucking on the rubbery teat while Duke ran his fingers through Rob’s hair and kept his face pressed against his chest. Rob sucked firmly, taking the base of the nipple between his teeth and flicking the top with the tip of his tongue. Duke moaned. Rob kissed his way across the thick fur of Duke’s chest and sucked the other nipple into his mouth, likewise teasing it with his tongue.
Before he’d finished, he felt Duke’s powerful hands on either side of his face, drawing him up until their lips were together once more, and their tongues, firm and wet, were entwined, one around the other.
“I can’t believe this,” said Duke. “Do you know how often I’ve thought about you? About all those times down in the reeds?”
“I remember regretting we hadn’t gone further. I always wondered what it would be like to feel your cock inside me.” Rob reached down and gripped it, noticing it was thickly coated in pre-ooze.
“I think we should do something about that right away,” said Duke with a cheeky grin. He slid out from underneath Rob. “I think you’re going to like this.”
Guided by Duke’s powerful hands, Rob lay down on his back. Their eyes remained fixed on each other as Duke took up position between Rob’s legs, which he lifted into the air, spreading them even wider as he prepared for entry.
Rob’s whole body tensed as Duke pressed the head of his cock against his arsehole. He needn’t have worried. Duke was as tender as any lover would have been. Once Duke was buried deep inside him Rob craned his head forwards, their lips came together and while they kissed, Duke’s hips began slowly thrusting into him.
“Feel okay?” asked Duke.
“Better than okay,” Rob replied.
It was no word of a lie. Having his old school friend inside him, on top of him, kissing him, was more amazing than his adolescent fantasies had ever been. Duke’s bulk between his legs, pressing down on him, somehow felt right.
“I’m not hurting you?”
Rob shook his head once. There was not the slightest bit of discomfort. It seemed yet another stroke of good fortune that Duke’s cock was a good fit; not too small that there was no sensation and not too thick that the pain of penetration would negate any pleasurable feelings.
Their love-making was unhurried. They began with Rob on his back and Duke between his legs, then Duke got Rob up onto all fours and ploughed him from behind. After an almighty grunt, Rob got the idea that Duke had cum.
“No, not yet. It just feels so good,” Duke explained.
They took a small break. Duke obviously wanted to prolong the pleasure. “If I’d stayed inside you one second longer, it would have been all over.”
Rob laughed and it occurred to him how easy things were with Duke. Nothing had been forced, no uncomfortable moments, no awkward silences, even after almost three decades.
“Gee, listen to that wind. If you hadn’t come along, I might still be out in it.”
“Frozen solid like a popsicle,” said Rob.
“Yeah, without a single tongue to lick me.”
They kissed again, briefly.
“Speaking of licking…”
Duke hoisted Rob’s legs into the air and parted them slightly, exposing the thickly-haired pucker nestled between the meaty orbs of Rob’s arse cheeks. His tongue was instantly on it.
The sensation of Duke’s firm, wet tongue probing that most private part of him, sent shivers of ecstasy radiating out from the very core of him. He began to writhe, grinding his arsehole against Duke’s mouth, wanting more of him inside.
“Fuck me again,” said Rob.
Duke reached down and smeared the length of his cock with his own bountiful lubrication before slipping it all the way into Rob’s arse. This time Duke stayed on his knees, his hips doing all the work, allowing Rob to take hold of his own cock and start stroking it. Watching the power in Duke’s steady but forceful thrusts was doing at least as much to bring him to climax as all the sensations going on inside.
“I think I’m gonna blow,” he said, panting as his hand slipped ever more rapidly up and down his erect prick.
“Do it, buddy. Do it.”
Knowing Duke was going to unload inside him sent Rob over the edge. His cock pulsed and a thick ribbon of cum streaked through the air and came splattering down across his chest and gut. Duke, who’d been watching, let out a mighty roar and thrust into Rob, holding his hips hard up against Rob’s groin. A moment later he grunted and thrust in again, his face red and his jaw tense. When he’d finished, when he’d empt
ied every last drop, he collapsed onto Rob, their two sweaty bodies pressed together.
“I’ve had some good fucks in my life,” said Duke, panting, “but that one takes the cake.”
Rob chuckled. “Considering how out of practice I am, that’s one hellava compliment.”
Duke kissed him on the forehead. He obviously liked to kiss and Rob wasn’t going to complain. It felt unbelievably good to have another man around the place. Even if it was just for the night.
“Duke…”
Duke slid off Rob onto the carpet and propped his head up with his hand. “Yes, handsome.”
“What would you say if I invited you to stay here? I mean, I’ll take you in to see Ellen and the family tomorrow, but when you’ve finished visiting them? Would it be…?” He stopped, suddenly feeling foolish. Why would Duke want to stay out there on the farm with him when he’d come all this way to visit his family? “I’m sorry. I know you want to stay in town. Just being silly. I can’t expect…Okay, I’m gonna shut up now.”
Duke laughed. “When you’ve finished talking to yourself….” Another kiss. “I’d love to stay out here with you. I was going to ask you myself, but I didn’t want to impose.”
“You’re not imposing. The spare room’s already made up…”
Duke looked momentarily taken aback.
Rob burst out laughing.
“You bastard!” said Duke. “Like I wouldn’t creep into your bed in the middle of the night anyway.”
“Sounds like a good place to be right now. Let’s finish the port and head up.”
* * * *
Having someone in bed next to him was a novelty. After some kissing and cuddling they lay side by side on their backs, Rob feeling more contented than he could ever remember feeling. Outside, the wind continued to howl. Sleet and hail pelted the windows. Even though the fire downstairs was doing its job, there was still a nip in the air
“Nothing like a warm bed when all of that’s going on outside,” said Rob.
“Cosy, isn’t it?” said Duke, snuggling in closer to Rob. “Nicer when you have someone in bed with you.”
“You can say that again.”
Rob could feel his cock getting hard again, but for the moment he was quite content to just lie there with his old school friend. He couldn’t deny it felt slightly odd to be sharing his bed with another man, to have someone cuddling up so close him, but it felt comfortable. It felt a lot like something he could get used to. He kissed Duke on the forehead and closed his eyes. Eventually, when he felt the long arms of sleep reaching out to him, he rolled over onto his side, facing away from Duke. He smiled contentedly when Duke snuggled up next to him to spoon.
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