Disclaimer: This story contains adult conversation about male/male sex. If this content bothers you or you are not allowed to read such content, please leave now. Please note this story does not contain original names. This story is a work of fiction, so please do not think that it is real life, because it is not. Hope you enjoy the story. I would like to send a special thanks to my friend Sara who helped me write this story, Thank you Sara. Please note that the names are made up, so any in similarity it is due to pure coincident.
Jason and I have now been together over 6 years; we were still living with Brandon and Sara in our house at the beach. Little Sara was now five years old, and she was growing up quickly. It was a shame, that she did not know her real mom. Chrissie really did not want a child to begin with; she wanted Jason to pay for the abortion, as it turned out. We disowned her, and took her to court. Brandon and Sara legally adopted her, and Chrissie had no visitation rights. She was so young when that happened, that Sara and Brandon stepped in as her parents, and we were their uncles. We would tell both of the children the truth later down the road. Sara's child was nicked named junior, because he was junior to his father Brandon. He was 6 years old now. They were both growing up so fast it was amazing. Little Sara would be starting kindergarten in the fall, and junior would be starting first grade. Both of the children loved us so much, they really looked up to us. Jason and I were doing very good, he learned to be able to tell when I was mad, and we did have our arguments, and they got vicious at times, but the make up sex afterwards made it all worth the effort. After all these years, he still turned me on, just by looking at him, he was fine as hell, he was losing his ripped look due to gaining some weight, but he told me that it was because I was making him so happy. One night, I just looked at him and said well you better increase your workouts, and he was like oh baby. I told him not to look at me, to look at the treadmill. He knew I was just joking with him; Brandon and him did start running a little longer in the mornings. We had all made one nice happy family. He even still had them cars, he was happy with his, hardly ever used it, mainly Brandon or Sara used it, when they did not feel like driving the police truck. Sara's car was getting old, she had a Tercell, so one day, I was at work she called me and told me that her car broke down again, and it was on a monthly schedule. So I sent, a tow truck, and they brought the car in, she was off that day, so she was at home. One of my mechanics was looking at it, and I asked him point blank. I said man to man, if that were your car what would you do with it. He said to me, "boss I would just junk it, it is always in here, it over 12 years old and pushing 200,000 miles." So I called her into the dealership, and she brought the kids, I told them to go see uncle Jason. I sat her down and told her that, she could take over the olds, of mine. I was ready to get a new car; I was tired of big suv's. I told her, that it would not cost her a dime, except insurance and maintence as usual. So we went outside and I helped her clean out the old car, and she got my old ready, we transferred the tag from dealer to sunshine state. I told her I would see her at home that night. I told Jason what I had done, and that we would be using his impala till my new one came in. I went back to my office, and pulled up the corporate site, to check out my cars. I searched for a little while, and then I finally decided on the Chevy Corvette Convertible 50th anniversary edition. It only came in one color and that was red. I liked the color red, so I ordered it, and was here 4 days later. When my car arrived, one of my porters came and got me, to tell me that it was here, and what I wanted done with it. I told him that he could get it ready for me, and detail it, top off the tank, then he could take the rest of the day off. It was 11 am then, so I figured about 4 hours he would have it ready. Sure enough 3.5 hours later, he came in and handed me the keys. He knew that Jason was my partner, so I asked him to go tell Jason that he needed to move his car, because he needed to put a lot car in its place. So he did that, when Jason came out to move his car, I was in the drivers seat on my vet. I told him that he needed a break, and to hop in. We went for a cruise around town I mean around town. We took the beltway, and drove about 40 miles all together. I had a blast, when we got back, everyone had heard about the car, my mom was there watching when we arrived, and I pulled right in front. We started making out, and my mom got on the PA system and told us not to break in the car yet, that we could do that later. I was so embarrassed that I turned bright red, and then she said over the system that I almost matched the car, which was a cherry red color. I put the car in gear and parked it. I was almost to embarrass to go in the building, but I went right into my office and shut the door. As quitting time came around, I got ready to leave, and Doug the boy who did my car came in, I was shocked to still see him there. He came in asked me if he could come in late tomorrow. I said it would be no problem, and I programmed the company time clock to give him 2 hours paid off time. I told him that he did not have to come in till 11 am the next day. Then I got ready to leave myself, I told Jason that I would see him at home, and gave him a kiss good bye. I went home, and on the way, I pulled off onto a long secluded road, and drop my speed to a very slow idle. I let it idle for about 10 seconds before stomping the gas down to the floor. The car responded immediately, and immediately took off, shifting through its gears, I finally chickened out after about 2 minutes I was already up to 115 mph. I decided not to do that again, the car handled great at that speed, but it was just too fast. So I came to a stop and turned the car around, I looked down at the dash and I noticed the gas meter was down to a half tank. So when I got home, Jason was already there. I knew I had some explaining to do. So when went inside, everyone was in the den watching TV, so I went in there and Jason said, it is about time you come home. I said, sorry I was just playing with my new toy, he is like yeah, how fast did you take it, and I said 115 mph. That got Brandon's attention he looked at me, but did not say a word. Jason then looked at me, and I knew he was pissed I had promised him after his accident that I would not go out playing like that. It was very dangerous. I knew he were about to have a fight, Jason gets up and walks into the other room motioning for me to follow. So I followed, I was ready for my preaching. He started yelling at me, that he knew as soon as he saw me in the vet that was going to happen. I knew he was right, that is why I did not tell him, about the car until he saw it. I was not even yelling at him, but he was going on and on like usual and I got fed up with it. So I told him that if he were fucking finished I would now leave, good-bye. Now I was pissed, and he knew not to come after me. He did not expect me to leave. I got in my car, and fired it up; it made a roar, which I am sure they heard inside the house. I smacked the garage and gate remote, to open them. I put the car in reverse, and pressed the gas, my tires screeched on the floor and backed into the drive to turn around, I then put in drive and laid on the gas again spinning my tires all the way out of the gates, I again smacked the remote to shut the door and gates, and I proceeded to the highway, I got on 95, north towards the airport, to pick up 9A, I was headed out towards my mom's condo. I used my cell phone to call her; she could hear me clearly, even though the top was down. I told her, that I wanted to see her, maybe go out for a bite to eat. She said okay, I was just thinking the same. So when I got there, I used her guest key, to open the underground garage parking. I parked next to her hummer, and got out and set my alarm. I rode the elevator up to her room, and knocked twice before using my key to let myself in. She was just leaving to meet me at her car. So I hugged her and gave her a kiss, and we left. We rode in her Hummer and I had forgotten how nice that beast was. I asked her how she had been doing, and she just said do not play games with me. You and Jason had a fight, and you left didn't you. I said yes, I told her I am trying to teach him a lesson. She just told me to turn off my cell, she put hers on silent. We talked about it, some and she said that we could eat, and maybe catch a movie. I liked that idea, my mom and I. It had been a very long time since it had just been the two of us, like old times. So we hung out together, and when the movie was over it was raining outside, so I went and got her car for her, I was going to switch but she just let me drive it instead. It handled real well, for being so big. I felt like I was floating on the second story of a building. When we got back to her condo, she asked if she could come over to my house the next night, to hang out, she wanted to see all of her kids, even Brandon and Sara, and of course her grandchildren. So I got in my car, and I put the roof up, because it was still raining. I put the a/c on low, to keep the windows from fogging. As I drove home I could not stop wondering why he was so mad at me. I did not get home until 2:30 am, I expected Jason to be asleep. As pulled into the garage, I noticed how loud my engine was. So I shut off the car, and got out, I shut the gates from the base control, and then I shut the garage door. Even though we had police dogs, which stayed outside in the yard, we still had an alarm. The dogs were trained not to leave the yard, when the gates were open, unless given the signal. So when I headed back over to our bedroom on the first floor I noticed Jason sitting on the couch starring at me. Almost scared the living shit out of me, until I saw his face. I could tell he had been crying. So I sat down next to him and I pulled him into my arms, he said he was sorry for upsetting me, but he was scared that I would get hurt in that car. Jason never really did drive as much, I did most of the driving, but he did do it at times. So I told him that he was right, I should not have gone out playing like I did. I got mad at him for dragging it out so long. Even then I did not stay mad at him for long. I could tell he was very sad, so I told him that he was forgiven. I told him that I loved him more than anything in the world, and gave him a kiss. I slipped my tongue inside his lips, and he was now kissing me back frantically. I stood up and I tugged on his shirt, a signal for him to follow me, he then stands up and pick me up and I wrap my legs around his waist. When we get into our bedroom, he lays me down on the bed and starts undressing me, I reach up and start undressing him at the same time, when we are finally both naked, he lays down on top of me, and start biting my neck, I wrap my legs around his waist and pull him tighter to me, I start to hump him, grinding my dick against his abdomen. I am getting hotter and hotter by the second; I whisper in his ear, that I want to be fucked to no end. That I needed him so bad. He then fingers me to loosen me up a little. Then he spits in his hand and lubes up his dick. He then picks me up in his arms I wrap my legs around his waist, as he is putting me up against the wall, then like he has an eye on the tip of his dick, he snaps his hips forward a buries his cock deep inside of me. Now this was a fairly new position for us, but damn it was good, he had direct access to my prostate, and was pounding the fuck out of it. Oh it was so good, I came 2 or 3 times, and was screaming I am sure Brandon and Sara could hear us. The kids were on the top floor in there own rooms for that very reason. Even Brandon and Sara were not directly above our room, they were on the other side of the house. As Jason exploded inside me, I could feel it running down and dripping out my ass, now that was a weird feeling. So he carried me back to the bed and collapsed on top of me, I could feel him starting to relax, so I climbed out form underneath him and went to our bathroom, and got a wash cloth and dampened it with warm water, I cleaned up the carpet, and him then myself. Then I crawled in bed and into my babies' arms, and I fell asleep.
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