Me and the Guys

Me and Stu

Me and Stu

Gay Fiction for adults only.  Contains graphic sexual interaction between adult males.

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Shit! What's the damn story with these damn foreign cars? The stupid piece of expensive shit was only a month old and it dies! Of course its in the middle of god knows where. Hell, I don't even know if anybody actually lives this far from anything worth living near. SHIT!!

Okay, so I'm going a little over the top. That's my modus-operandi whenever stupid shit happens to me. Think I'm the poster child for the guy who they made up that 'if anything will happen, it'll happen to...' saying I've heard others rattle off. My name is TJ. Okay so its Thomas James, but I've haven't gone by that since 3rd grade. I'm 47, 6'3” weighing in at 210 lbs of a lot of shit hard work muscle, okay maybe a touch of steroids, but not much, way to dangerous for my taste. Here I am, on the way back from a funeral of my last relative that I knew and the last survivor of my entire family. I could look at it as a bad thing I suppose, but honestly, I felt it was about time. Didn't like any of them outside of my mother of course, well, granny too. As the soul survivor I was heir to all the multi-year investments made by all the tight wads who were handed the family wealth over the years. I mostly hoped they choked on it since all I ever heard from them the minute I let word out that I was gay when I graduated college. I'm still waiting for the brimstone to come raining now on my ass. Maybe this shit car is a modern version of that. Started to seem like it was to me.

Of course, to make sure I was completely fucked, the mother of all storms decided to cross paths with me at the same damn time. Of course, why would that even surprise me in the slightest? The only things that seemed to ever go my way were college and my super nice paying job. The people at work sucked but I really didn't have to deal with lots of them most of the time anyway. So here I sat, swearing up another storm at my dam i-phone which kept telling me there was no service. Yeah, like I was right by anywhere that even heard of cell service. Now what genius? Your educated, smart, good looking, wealthy, so what's the problem here? Okay, so I had a few choices here. Just sit tight and wait for someone to come driving by who spoke English well enough to understand I needed a tow truck and a mechanic. Two, walk back over 30 miles that I think it was where the last tiny vestiges of civilization were last seen. Three, get out, walk as far as I could in the direction I was going to maybe, just maybe run across a place that had lights which meant electricity which hopefully meant phone. If nothing else, I could pay them to drive me to a place that had a tow truck and mechanic. Wait, this is wild country right? Big nasty hungry animals live here right? So, what do I do? Talk them to death or give them my super nasty look and pump myself up big time giving them the full on hot body poses? Well, if they were gay, that might work but are animals gay? Shit, I should have taken another biology class or two.

I sat in the piece of shit car for hours trying to make up my mind. Sitting in the car seemed stupid to me since I hadn't seen even an old rusted wreck on the road the entire time I was on this road to hell. I had a vision of my bones found in the car covered in cob webs 10 years later by some punk who steals my i-phone, tablet, watch and rings. Yeah, my luck he was on the run and wouldn't even bother to tell anyone. Going back was not making sense to me, kind of one of those 'been there done that' kind of things. So that left walking into the waiting jaws of the wild predators all around me. Wait! I was strong, big, tough, sort of, practiced all sorts of martial arts stuff. Just get your ass out there TJ, find a nice big thick branch for a weapon and get moving already.

I looked out the rolled down window, yeah, sure, the power windows worked, but that's about it. It was pouring down like mad, the woods and road were lit up with one flash of lightening after another. I checked the glove box and damn, I actually did have a flash light. Super TJ, you did something smart. I gave it a lot of thought and decided to take off my shirt, pants and shoes, change into my shorts and gym shoes and put a hoody on that had a supposed rain proof shell on it. I put my clothes inside a plastic like suite carryall along with my wallet, i-phone, tablet, chargers, watch and rings. No point in doing any advertising that I had money, right? Animals would figure I'm easy pickings for sure then if they spotted that stuff. Yeah, wimpy city slicker, tasty morsels. So, all packed, changed and set, I closed the window, locked up the car, put the keys into my cargo short pocket and stood there in the pouring rain feeling like a real idiot. I did go around carefully and did find a number of fallen branches that would do the job. I picked the straightest and longest one I felt comfortable with and off I went. I was sure the look of me scared the crap out of any not so hungry beasts watching me. I was probably their late night show before bed more likely.

Walk, walk, drip, soak, walk, drip, soak, pant, over and over without a sign of human civilization to be seen. No damn ranger stations or stuff like that? How about some damn camping or picnic area that was covered to at least take a dry rest for a bit. NOPE, nothing. I felt like I was walking in a stream eventually as the pouring rain began to accumulate and run down the slope of the road which luckily was heading down rather then up. I wondered if I could find a big piece of bark that fell off or a thrown piece of a big sign, I could put it in the road and ride it down the river like a bob sled or something. That'd be kinda cool. Nope, not even healthy trash thrown on the damn road.

I was getting cold, tired and discouraged after walking for at least 3 hours or more. Why the hell didn't I just wait in the car until morning and then walk down the road? Well, like I was supposed to be found by that punk in 10 years? No chance in hell.

I really was slowing down. I figured I best find some sort of shelter out of the pouring rain to rest before I passed out on the road and buzzards thought I was road kill. Did buzzards fly around in the rain? Never thought of that before. Okay, that did it, now it was serious as I obviously was getting delirious. Shelter of some sort, priority number one. I have no idea why people stand under trees in a storm since the damn water just flows right through the branches and leaves! Shit. Maybe I should backtrack and just wait it out in my piece of shit car. Nope, have gone way to far to turn back now, besides, I really wasn't sure I'd make it all the way back now. I was almost dragging my feet like on some sort of death march not having much luck seeing anything that looked like shelter, course only going by the flashes of light from the lightening, the odds were I wasn't going to see anything unless it was like right next to the road, if the lightening flashed as I was walking up to it that is.

I stopped dead in my soaked tracks, blinking my eyes and wiping them with my free hand to make sure I wasn't seeing things. It sure looked like headlights coming towards me, or maybe it was like an alien space ship and I was going to be abducted. Yeah TJ, they sure go out on deserted roads in the middle of the 40 day flood of Noah looking for wandering humans, of course they did, everyone knows that right? No, they were definitely headlights coming towards me. I waited until they were pretty close before I spread out my legs and arms, waving my arms like a train signal or something, hoping the driver could see me in the darkness and heavy rain.

I saw the brights flashed on and heard the sound of a loud diesel engine getting super close to me. The driver beeped his horn a number of times. Oh sure, like I was about to get off the damn road. Thankfully I could tell it was slowing down as it got closer to me. The truck pulled along side of me and a head and arm came out of the window.

“Holy shit man, what are you doing hiking in this damn weather for?” the deep voice asked.

“Well, had nothing better to do so I figured it was a good time to have some clean fun and commune with nature,” I said sarcastically.

“Hot damn, you sure are funny mister,” the voice laughed and laughed.

“Actually, about 4 hours of walking down the road in that direction, my car died and there doesn't seem to be any cell phone service out here. I didn't see any sign of civilization for the 30 or more miles I drove before having the car trouble, so I figured it would be best to just walk in this direction and hopefully find a house or something,” I explained yelling over the diesel engine.

“Boy, sure is lots of bad luck on your ass huh?” the voice said almost sympathetically.

“Well shit, get yourself inside the truck and we'll talk some more,” the voice said.

I ran around to the passenger side and saw the shape of a man lean over and pop open the door. I threw my bag behind the seat and jumped in, slamming the door.

“I can't tell you how happy I am to see you sir,” I said with a smile putting out my hand. “Names PJ.”

“Pleasure PJ, I'm Stu, nice to make your acquaintance,” Stu said with a deep pleasant voice. “What the hell were you doing driving this road anyway?”

“Well, was at a funeral in Porksly and this was the only road it seemed to get me back to the interstate so I could get home,” I said.

“Oh, my sympathy to you. Close family relation?” Stu asked.

“Well, an aunt but not really close. Last of my living relations,” I said.

“I see, well still, nothing pleasant about such gatherings,” Stu remarked. “From Porksly, you know you could have headed a bit north and then used a state highway to get you to the interstate.”

“Oh great. Probably my aunts friend sent me this way on purpose,” I said pissed off.

“Well, if she lived there long, sure did I hate to say. Nobody uses this much anymore,” Stu laughed. “Sorry, didn't mean to laugh at your misfortune.”

“That's okay Stu, probably had this coming to me for some stupid reason,” I laughed. “Sure doesn't surprise me. Pisses me off, but not surprised. I figure she was pissed off that my aunt didn't leave her more then the few things from the house. Plus I guess she had no idea I even existed, so I was the long lost relative cashing in.”

“Had to be a spinster for sure,” Stu laughed. “Gotta stay out of their way when they get bugs up their asses about stuff like that.”

“Yeah, I guess,” I laughed.

“So, back to your situation PJ,” Stu said seriously. “Hate to tell you but the bridge about 5 miles down the road you were heading down is completely washed out. Big time river flooding going on. I just made it across when it was taken out. Scary stuff. Lucky for you though I was driving this way to see if I could cut across using another road you had to have passed up. If that one is out too, afraid we're going to have to wait it out at a small hunting cabin in the woods I know of. That's about all that around here for loads of miles, unless you backtrack all the way to Porksly, but I'm guessing the bridge across the same river that way is taken out too.”

“Shit, that sucks for sure,” I said getting all pissed off again. “Just figures that would be the case.”

“Well, unless you think your aunt's friend is a real witch and can throw shit like this on your ass, don't guess you had anything to do with these storms and floods PJ. Might be giving yourself more importance then what's right,” Stu said with a laugh.

“Yeah, sorry, just the story of my life it seems. One thing after another. When things start to go south on me, its a plunge!” I laughed.

“Well, you just sit tight and relax. Have to be dead tired from how far you walked. Maybe you should take some of those wet clothes off before you catch yourself a death of a cold. I'll turn the heater on for you and hopefully it'll keep you toasty,” Stu said.

“Oh, you don't have to do that. Hate for you to be dying of heat just for me,” I laughed.

“No problem. Getting a chill myself, so not to worry. Go ahead, I won't peak, honest,” Stu laughed.

I laughed but was really glad he suggested it. I was soaking wet and it did not feel nice at all. Seems the water just acted like it wanted to turn into ice as it sat on me. Hated the feeling of sitting in soaked clothes anyway. I pulled off my hoody, shirt, shorts, socks and gym shoes. I figured I could deal with my shorts for now. What I did do is slide them down around my calves and ring them out of as much water as I could before sliding them back up.

“There yah go, better?” Stu said as he felt the vent on the dash for the heat.

“Yeah, much thanks,” I laughed. “I was feeling like I imagine a defrosted chicken feels.”

Stu laughed hard at that comment. We talked about silly stuff for awhile when he slowed down and made a left turn off the road on another road I hadn't even noticed when I was walking.

“Yeah, unless you are familiar with the road, the signs for other roads are long gone. People who use the road we were on put markers on trees and such so you'd know where the roads are,” Stu laughed. “Won't have far to go down this road to see if the bridge here is still up.”

The road was bumpy as hell. I thought his truck was going to fall into pieces any minute. I figured I'd treat him to a new set of shocks and springs after this was over with as a thank you to him. We drove for almost 2 hours when he stopped the truck, put it into park and walked out towards the front of the truck. I saw his body pass through the lights of the truck. He had no shirt on, raggedy shorts, boots with no ties or socks and an old baseball cap. He had a wide back covered in hair, even on his shoulders and the back of his arms. His neck was rather thick and his ass was very solid looking. He had thick thighs and calves, covered in hair that was all matted down and wet. He was bald from what I could see. I guessed he was close to 65 or maybe more as it was hard to tell from the back. He stepped back into the lights walking back, shaking his head. Man he had some big thick pecs, a slight belly, both covered in thick matted wet hair. His arms were thick with lots of veins running up his forearms and hands. He had one of those ZZ top style beards that just went past his neck. His eyebrows were really thick and bushy. He had to be at least 6'8” and close to 300 lbs. His style of walk was slow and determined. By the time he got back into the truck, he was completely drenched.

“Well, guess its the hunting cabin for now. This one is in worst shape then the other one,” Stu said shaking his head.

He reached back and used his shirt to wipe his face and body off, ignoring his legs and arms. He backed the truck up and went back down the road we just came down. It was another 2 hour ride back to the main road and then another hour or so till we turned on another road on the other side of the road.

“Ain't nothing fancy, but its dry, has a fireplace and something to sleep on at least,” Stu said obviously disgusted. “The damn rain ain't letting up at all it seems.”

“Yeah, kind of noticed that for a bit now,” I said, really tired now and uncomfortable.

I kept leaning down and rubbing my legs as they were cramping up some from all the walking in the rain I suppose. I worked out heavy but was not a marathon runner by any stretch of the imagination. My muscle weight made that kind of impossible and the super long walk proved it to me.

“Getting a bit stiff there PJ?” Stu asked.

“Yeah, body isn't used to that much cardio workout. Weights I can deal with but jogging and long walking, not so much,” I said still rubbing my legs.

“Well, once we get into the cabin, I'll give your legs a good massage for you,” Stu said.

“Great, that will help I'm sure,” I said with a smile, hoping he knew how to do a massage.

We pulled up against a small cabin that looked to me like it was going to collapse any minute. It was sure as he said, nothing fancy. He got out of the truck and told me to come on in. He opened the door, found some oil lamps and lit the place up. It was 2 rooms, like a kitchen area and a sleeping area that had one big bed. Well, a mattress on top of a frame that had to be from the 30's. There was a rough stand in the corner with a bowl and pitcher, which I guessed wasn't decoration but the sink. There was a big fireplace taking up one whole wall in the kitchen area plus a smaller wood stove I guess for cooking and an old wooden table and 4 chairs that didn't match at all.

“Like I said, nothing fancy!” Stu laughed.

“Hey, its dry and has that stove which would be really nice about now,” I laughed.

“Oh sure, let me get a fire started in the fireplace and you can lay out your clothes to get nice and dry,” Stu said scurrying around. “Be right back, getting wood from the wood shed to get the fire going. Make yourself at home as best you can PJ.”

“Can I help you or do anything?” I asked feeling helpless.

“Well, if you feel like helpin, there's a cabinet behind the bedroom door that has sheets and blankets in it along with some towels. Might make up the bed and bring the towels out so we can dry up properly once the fires going,” Stu said with a smile.

I felt useful and that made me feel happy. I kept doing long slow takes on his body which I was really trying not to do. I imagined people out this way did not care for gay people and would either chop me up for stew or dunk me over and over in a river to wash the sin right out of me. Just try and do your macho shit PJ and you'll do fine. I did as he asked and sure enough, the chest had some sheets, a thick comforter, 2 pillows with cases, some large worn towels and wash cloths. I put the wash clothes by the bowl and pitcher, made up the bed as best I could since they weren't fitted sheets and took the towels out to the kitchen and put them on the table. Stu was stooped down at the fireplace, getting the fire going. I watched him and he knew exactly how its done as real quick, the flames began to lap along the logs and soon a nice blast of hot air was filling the cabin. It sure did feel good.

“There we go, now you can lay your clothes about here in a line and they should dry up good and not burn!” Stu laughed as he laid out his clothes, ripped his shorts off and his boxers and laid them down on the floor. He was completely naked. I caught a glimpse of his bull balls hanging down between his legs as he was stooped down spreading his clothes out. I bundled my clothes, laid them out next to his and dropped my shorts down and I was also now naked. When Stu turned around, I couldn't help but take a good look at his cock. It was thick, cut with a monster head, all pulled back from the chill of being wet.

“Wow, you sure do work them weights PJ,” Stu said as I stood up, turned and walked to a kitchen chair to sit down.

“Thanks, yeah, has been a thing for most of my life from my teens until now. Felt I had to growing up and then I really got to like it, so I kept it up and pushed even harder,” I explained.

“You win any of them contests for bodybuilders?” Stu asked as he sat down, leaned back in the chair, held his hands behind his head and stretched out his legs wide facing the fire.

“No, did a few contests when I got out of college, but they weren't for me. It wasn't the reason I worked out. It was mainly for me,” I said with a smile. “What about you Stu? You sure look like you are packing some first class muscles on your body.”

“Well, suppose these are from hard work and being stubborn to boot,” he laughed. “When you need to move a shit load of heavy stones and you don't have a tractor, you get pretty strong over time. Nothing was ever that easy for me either. Nothing but back breaking work on the farm and working on others to make a living. I did some wrestling at a number of County Fairs and won some nice money, but that's about the only thing I got to do.”

“Damn, sure paid off,” I whistled. “Bet you scared the pants off of your opponents in the ring though.”

“Some, but some were really huge brutes, bigger then me. Lucky for me they were slower and didn't think to fast on their feet if you get my drift,” Stu laughed circling his finger around at the side of his head.

We laughed and he told me to move my chair next to his so I got the full blast of warmth from the fire. I did just that and when I sat down, he handed me a towel, he took one and started to wipe himself off completely. I followed his lead.

“How about we take a look at your legs now?” Stu said standing up and stretching his body completely.

“Its okay Stu, just relax yourself,” I said.

“No such thing now come on, into the bedroom and lay down on your belly and I'll see what I can do for you,” Stu said seriously.

I shook my head but did just what he said to do. Something told me not to argue with the man. When I laid down, I heard Stu rummaging in some drawer that was in a dresser I missed seeing. He pulled something out, walked over to the bed and had me spread my legs out. I heard him opening up some jar and then I heard his hands rubbing back and forth on each other. Probably heard that because of the thick callus' on his hands. He sat down between my legs with his back facing my ass. He turned to his side and lifted my leg on top of his thigh and began to spread out some kind of thick gooey stuff down my calf, ankle and foot. It felt weird and then I caught a whiff of the scent. It was like menthol, rose, some other herb and another smell I couldn't figure out.

“It'll be feeling warmer soon, so don't worry about that. Should help relax your muscles. They sure are cramping up I can tell. Lucky you stopped walking from the looks of your feet,” Stu said seriously.

The stuff did begin to get warmer and it was like melting as his hands kept rubbing back and forth on my leg and foot. He switched how he was moving his hands to his fingers mostly that kind of dug in deep as he slid them down my leg and eased up on the way back up. He really worked on my foot and toes and man did it feel great. Never knew someones thumbs pushing and moving hard on the bottom of your foot felt so good. He put that leg off of his thigh, turned, lifted my other leg on his other thigh and repeated the massage all over. When he was finished he told me to lay on an angle on the bed and get on my back. I wasn't sure as I thought I'd get a hard on for sure, but like I said, you just didn't want to argue with Stu it seemed, not that he did anything mean or sounded nasty in any way, it was just something you picked up from his mere presence.

He repeated the process while sitting on the bed with his legs slightly spread out and my leg laying partially in between his legs and my heels on the edge of his thighs. He spread the stuff on one leg then the other before keeping one hand on each leg and moving himself like he was rowing a boat, but his hands were pushed down on my legs and his fingers were held stiff, digging in my thighs especially as he slid forward and back with his upper body. I just had to force myself not to watch him for fear of popping a good one. I counted and followed every crack and bump in the ceiling as he worked me over on my legs. I felt something funny pushing at the bottom of my one thigh and didn't get what it was right away.

“Oops, sorry, seems the bad boy is trying to get into the massage thing I got going on you,” Stu laughed.

“That's perfectly natural,” I said calmly like it was no big deal even though I was dying to take a long hard look at his bad boy. “Man Stu, can't tell you how great my legs are feeling. I really appreciate you going through the trouble and all.”

“No big deal PJ, my pleasure,” Stu said with a big smile. “Say, would you like some coffee or tea? I know there's some in the cabinet and maybe even a nice bottle of bourbon to warm out insides up.”

“Yeah, that would be really nice about now,” I laughed. “Strictly medicinal of course.”

“Of course,” Stu laughed. “Come on into the kitchen and have a seat while I make us some coffee.”

I followed Stu taking in the gorgeous motion of his ass cheeks, shoulders and arms as he did his determined walk style in front of me. He went outside the cabin to a barrel that was collecting rain water, filled up a coffee pot and came back inside to finish setting it up. I was amazed at how he could make coffee without an electric coffee maker. He saw me looking at what he was doing.

“Never made coffee like this I take it?” Stu laughed.

“No, if I can't just turn on the power on, I'm a goner,” I laughed.

Stu liked that as he laughed and still tried to tell and show me step by step how to do it. He used some pincer things by the fireplace to take an embered log and put it into the stove where he already put some kindling wood and smaller busted up branches of wood. The fire started right up and I had to run my hand on top of the stove to see just how hot it got so quickly. The coffee pot was steaming and making noises as it perked up its silly heart out. It started to really smell good in the cabin. Stu got up, pulled out some metal cups and put a bottle of bourbon in the center of the table. I could see from the color of the clothes that they were mostly dry already. Stu threw another few logs on the fire in the fireplace, used a towel to take hold of the handle of the coffee pot and pour us both some coffee. He put the pot back on the edge of the stove and the opened the bottle up and poured us both a good sized shot of bourbon in the coffee. I laughed as he looked at me, made a funny face and poured just a bit more into both, as he just smiled and said 'medicinal.'

I was becoming completely mesmerized by his body. His whole being just shouted out 'tough, manly, macho, sexy' for some damn reason. He wasn't what I would normally call 'my type' if there really is anything like that. I had a few special guy type in my mind when I felt horny and jerked off. They were younger then me, Steve Reeve Hercules types, professional body builder types that were either smaller then me or bigger muscle wise. The only really hairy guy that did it for me was Clint Walker because of his damn voice, that thick black silk like hair always in the way, those eyes, that chiseled face and his hairy body. I was even on a kick for awhile where I'd watch any of his movies over and over again, especially if there was the slightest part of it that he was shirtless in. But Stu? Yeah, he was tall, but he was older, brutish hairy like not Hollywood type, with hard facial lines, a number of scars and thick calloused hands that spoke of strong, hard work, plus no six pack visible, a belly actually that had the look of hard stone about it. It seemed odd to me that I just had to watch him whenever he stood up, walked away or towards me. Damn, I had to be careful as the slightest touch of my cock would make it rock hard and kind of hard to hide being completely naked.

We joked, laughed and drank lots of coffee with bourbon. I wasn't a heavy drinker by any mean, maybe some wine and a hard drink when I really needed one, but that was it. Give me more then 2 shots of straight up liquor and I was falling over before the night was through. I knew I'd sleep like a baby no matter what now.

“You look a bit tired there TJ,” Stu said with a smile as I started to have a hard time sitting up straight in that damn chair.

“Yeah, I think I really am ready for bed,” I sort of mumbled out.

“Oh, dummy me, of course you are dead tired after all that walking in the heavy rain and stuff, Stu, wake up!” Stu laughed. “Come on, I'll help you get into bed. Kind of look like you aren't going to make it on your own.”

“Thanks Stu, I think you are right,” I laughed as my eyes were at half mast trying to focus.

Stu came up to me, bent down and put my arm over his shoulder and just straightened up, taking me off the chair and he had me standing just that easy. He took his time walking me into the bedroom and towards the bed.

“Which side you like to sleep on PJ?” Stu asked.

“This one,” I slurred as I slapped my right side and giggled a bit.

I could tell Stu was really smiling since I turned my head and caught the side of his face, his slips parted and his white teeth shining through. I started to think about not having any tooth paste in my stuff. It was in my bags that were in the stupid car. Well, we did have bourbon. That thought got me giggling.

“Something ticklin your fancy there PJ?” Stu asked as he carefully sat me on the bed.

“No toothpaste, lots of bourbon,” I laughed.

Stu cracked up and just let me fall down on the bed. He scooped me into his arms and turned me so I was now laying 'normal' in the bed with my head on the pillow. Stu walked around the bed got in and pulled the sheet and comforter up over both of us then said 'good night PJ.'

I was already half way to never never land already. I felt the bed move as he flopped his legs wide apart, adjusted himself and had his arms up towards his head, crushing the pillow under his head with his hands. He had a few heavy breathing's going on and then I for sure was completely zonked out. I woke a few hours later I'm guessing as I really had to take a piss. I stumbled out of bed and remembered where I was and that I did not see any sign of a toilet in the cabin. I didn't quite know what to do, so since I just could not wait, I opened the cabin door, walked a bit over and let it flow. I started to shake as it was still raining and really felt cold. Finally finished I came back into the cabin, took a towel and dried myself off, standing by the fireplace which was still burning to warm up. I felt the warm air, but seemed like my bones would not stop the shivering going on. I stumbled back into the bedroom, crawled under the sheet and comforter and pulled them tight around my one side. I still was shivering.

“Kind of nippy outside huh?” Stu whispered.

“Yeah, had to piss and got a chill from the rain and the cold air. The fireplace helped but still can't stop the shivers,” I whispered back shaking.

“Well, that ain't a good sign,” Stu said with some concern.

Next thing I knew, he pulled me back towards his body and spooned me, his one arm under my head and the other over my body, plus one leg laid over my legs with his other laying up against my leg. The heat from his body was unreal, like he was a portable fireplace.

“There, that should warm you up some,” Stu whispered.

“Yeah, feels great already,” I said as the shivers slowed down.

“We'll get you all nice and warm you poor thing,” Stu said squeezing me to his body like a hug.

There was no way to miss his cock and balls up against me. He had to have been hard when he scooted me into him as his cock was straight up my back, resting in the slight gully of my spinal cord, but wider then that. I liked the feel of his body against mine, his arms and leg holding me and his cock on my back. I could feel his hot breath blowing down my neck and on my shoulder.

“You doin okay?” Stu whispered in a deep growl like voice.

“Mmmm,” was all I got out before falling sound asleep again.

When I finally woke up for good, I was snuggled with the comforter and my personal heater Stu still wrapped around me. I moved my hand to wipe my eyes and that woke Stu up.

“You feelin okay” Stu whispered.

“Yeah, feel great actually. Thanks for being my very own personal fire place,” I laughed.

“My pleasure, no problem at all,” Stu laughed.

“Hows about some coffee,” Stu asked.

“Sure, but no bourbon please!” I laughed.

“For sure, no bourbon in the morning coffee,” Stu laughed as he released me, rolled over and got out of bed.

He headed for the kitchen and his cock was now semi-erect, but it still looked formidable. I cracked up at the thought of him being with a woman and when they got into bed and she felt his cock she jumped out of bed and ran out of the house screaming hysterically. Why that thought came into my head I haven't a clue but the image really seemed funny.

I stretched out and yawned, sat up and realized my head was going to fall off my body onto the floor. My legs felt great, but my head not so much. I stood up slowly, bracing myself on the wall as I slowly walked into the kitchen.

“You don't look like you're feeling all that good PJ,” Stu said with a concerned look.

“My head is pounding and my neck is really sore. Probably a good old fashioned hangover is all,” I said. “But the good news is my legs and feet feel super thanks to Dr. Stu's magical massage treatment.”

“I like the sound of that, might have to hang a shingle with that by the mail box,” Stu laughed. “Here, sit down and hold your head up with your elbows on the table and your hands cradling your head.”

Stu put the coffee on the stove after getting that fire started again and adding a few more logs to the fireplace. He walked up behind me and put both his hands on my shoulders right up against my neck and started to massage me. It kind of hurt at first but then it seemed to really relax my neck and shoulder muscles.

“Mmmm, that sure does feel wonderful,” I mumbled.

“Good, glad it feel good,” Stu said softly. “We'll have to work on this till it goes away.”

“No argument from me Stu,” I mumbled again.

“Here, just relax while I get us some coffee,” Stu said softly.

He put one cup on the table by his chair and slid one right under my face being held up still by my hands.

“Oh that smells so great,” I said sitting up in the chair and taking some sips of the strong, hot coffee.

“Sounds like you're just like me. Gotta have that coffee in the morning before I can start my day off,” Stu laughed.

“That's definitely true. No coffee, PJ does zilch,” I laughed but then winced as my neck and head told me nothing was funny.

“Poor guy, really hurts yah huh?” Stu said with a look of concern.

“Yeah, trying not to be a baby, but it does for real,” I said. “Suppose the dampness from it still raining isn't a big help.”

“Yeah, sure can't believe it is still raining hard. I was expecting to wake up to a nice bright sunny sky,” Stu said looking towards the one window in the kitchen. “Afraid it is going to be pointless to head out to the highway since all the bridges are probably swamped and there has to be super flooding happening all along the river.”

“That sure seems right to me,” I said with a partial smile. “Stu, if you don't mind, I'm going to lay back down for a bit.”

“No, I don't mind. Think its a good idea. You get yourself into bed on your belly and I'll pull out the salve I used yesterday and take care of your neck and shoulders for you. Should help and relax you,” Stu said seriously.

All I did was give him a warm smile as I got up with his help and we headed into the bedroom. I slowly laid down on my belly as he said I should, waiting for him to work on me again. He surprised me when he got into bed and straddled my waist, his knees holding my body. I heard the jar open and then a gushing sound as he rubbed a blob of the salve in his hands. He put his hands on the sides of my neck and then smeared the salve all over my neck and then along my shoulders up to my biceps. He started a super massage on my neck and shoulders that got me moaning right off. He worked his fingers all kinds of ways, my muscles just giving up and surrendering one after another. I could feel the tension going away and my entire body relaxed bit by bit.

Stu worked on my neck and shoulders for some time then put a large amount of goop on my back and began working on that. Damn this man knew how to turn my entire body into jello. I don't think I felt as relaxed in years. I was really moaning as he did his thing on my entire back and even added in my neck and shoulders again.

“That feel good,” Stu said softly.

“Oh yeah, better then good. Wonderful, heavenly, absolutely superb,” I mumbled as I moaned even more.

“Good, sure sounds like you like it,” Stu said.

“You have to teach me how to do it so I can massage your back for you,” I mumbled and moaned.

“Just might have to do just that I think PJ”, Stu laughed.

I was soon drowsy and so relaxed it was unreal. I fell sound asleep and had no clue what else happened. My eyes finally opened and I didn't feel a head ache and my neck and shoulders felt great as well as my back. I lifted myself a bit and turned my head to the side of the bed Stu slept in. There he was all sprawled out, his hands behind his head, flexing up his massive biceps. I looked up and down his body and realized he sure could be some professional wrestler on TV without a problem. He would make one hell of a bad guy without even trying. He could take apart those young muscled studs who think they have it big time. I could picture him getting them to surrender to him without a lot of effort on his part. I was getting a hard on big time and figured I best just turn my head and behave myself.

I woke up from sleeping again, got out of bed and needed to piss bad again. I did my previous routine outside and luckily the rain had eased up just when I went outside. It was raining but no where near as hard as before. I heard the door to the cabin open and when I turned, there was Stu smiling at me as he stood next to me, held his cock and pissed.

“Sure feels good don't it?” Stu laughed. “Something about just holding the rod and letting it go outside for some reason. Like doing something primeval.”

“You know, you are right Stu. Feels like you are uninhibited by all the modern crap we live with and work around, like pissing in the bowl and not on the rim!” I laughed.

“That's funny but true,” Stu laughed.

“Nice the rain eased up finally. Maybe it will stop by tonight I hope,” Stu said seriously. “Won't mean the flooding is over, probably just starting up. Rivers take some time to crest. All the water draining into it builds more and more until it is finally finished in its own good time. They won't be able to do a thing with damaged bridges for months I think if they are really bad.”

“Months? Holy shit,” I said concerned.

“Yeah, this is real country out here. Counties are poor and don't have the crews or money to fix it all. Concentrate on the bigger cities and towns first and then out here, we get what's left over,” Stu said shaking his head.

“Any way we can drive to my car and pick up my stuff?” I said all worried.

“Sure can. We can do that now if you'd like?” Stu said with a smile.

“Hope its not a real problem for you,” I said.

“No problem at all. Hell, what else is there to do?” Stu laughed. “Besides, have to see if we can get somewhere for more food and stuff. There's some in the cabin, but I have no idea how long we might be stuck here, so best be ready for the long haul I suppose. I can do some hunting and fishing if we need to and I know what plants we can eat safely, so we won't starve for sure.”

“Where can we get some supplies?” I asked thinking if we could buy supplies at a store, they had to have a phone.

“Well, aren't any stores around per-say, but know these people that live not too far from here who'd help us out some. They know I'll pay them back once I can get to my house and stuff,” Stu said dashing my hopes for a phone.

“We can see to your car as well. Sure I can tow it here or to their house so its not just sitting in the roadway,” Stu continued.

“That would be great if we could. I'd hate to have somebody strip it clean or take it themselves. Its kind of new,” I said.

“Well then, that's what we'll do. Come on inside and we'll get some clothes on and head on out,” Stu said patting me on my back.

We did just that. When we got to my car I tried to start it again. No luck at all. I put my bags inside the truck cab and helped Stu chain it up to his truck. He seemed to know just where the chains had to hook up so I wasn't worried he'd yank the whole front end off. We drove to his friends house and they were more then happy to give us some things that were canned or pickled, a bag of flower and some eggs so we could make ourselves some bread I guess. Not me for sure, had no clue about that stuff. They were really sorry I had so much trouble and all and said we should come back if we were still there for a week. We'd all have a nice chicken dinner.

When we got back to the cabin, I helped Stu unhook the car and push it to the side of the cabin. I took my bags inside and went through them taking out toiletries and other stuff like aspirin and that sort of thing. Stu went to work making up some kind of bread for us along with some home made noodles he would use to make us like a spaghetti using one of the jars of sauce the lady gave us. I was vaccinated watching him make the noodles especially. I never knew you could do that. You just bought a box or bag and boiled some water. Nope, now I'd know how to make my own fresh and super healthy on top of it.

Stu stayed with just his shorts and boots on all the time except for bed when he'd strip completely. I followed his lead. He heated up a big bucket of the rain water for washing, keeping the pail full and by the side of the opening of the fireplace which did in face keep it warm. There were bars of soap in the cabin so we shared a bar. No reason either of us saw for separate bars of soap. That seemed like a real waste to us both since we were sleeping in the same bed together naked anyway. Stu said he was going out to hunt and if he didn't bag anything, he'd try fishing. He was gone for a long time and I was getting worried. I finally heard him coming down the road to the cabin. He was dragging something behind him on a rood skid. I went outside to offer my help dragging whatever it was he bagged. He smiled as I jogged up to him and he had this super proud look on his face.

“Well, hope you like pork PJ, cause we are going to be eating lots of it,” Stu laughed.

I looked and he had shot a fairly large wild pig. The thing was sure ugly but he assured me it was all pork. Might be a bit gamey, but not much as it wasn't old. He used a rope to lift it up hanging from a thick tree branch away from the cabin. He used his knife to gut it and clean it all out, even taking off the skin. It was really gross but yet fascinated me. It was all so primal and made perfect sense looking at Stu. He said there was a smoker behind the cabin and a grill, so he was going to make us some bacon and smoked ham and grill the rest of the pig so it would keep and not spoil. I was so amazed he knew all about that stuff. He said he did it all the time, but ended up putting most of it in his freezer at home for meals spread out for the year since it was just himself in the house. While he was busy doing up the pig, we talked lots about our lives and I was kind of sad to hear how hard of a life Stu has had and really still does have. He made enough money on the side doing work for people around plus he was getting a small pension from the government as he was a life long Marine until he retired 15 years ago.

The rain had pretty much stopped. It would build up now and again with claps of thunder announcing its coming. During one good storm, we stripped and washed ourselves in the rain as if we were in a shower. It felt kind of nice. I was even more taken with Stu when he was naked. I still felt I had to be careful not to gawk lots but I had to steal glances when I could.

After eating dinner and taking a walk around, I was really yawning and tired. Stu suggested we turn in and I agreed. All this fresh air was super nice and relaxing. I got into bed staying awake to say good night to Stu as he was setting up the fireplace to last most of the night. It did get a bit nippy at night since it wasn't summer just yet. When he came to bed, he automatically snuggled up to me when I said good night even though I wasn't shivering. I didn't mind really.

“You like this don't you,” Stu suddenly asked.

“Well, to be honest, yes, I really do like this,” I answered truthfully. “I hope that is okay and doesn't offend you in any way.”

“Shit no it don't offend me. PJ, got to be honest with you. I've really noticed from the get go how much you looked me over and followed my every movement when you thought I wasn't looking. I was and it turned me on big time. I've wanted to mess around with you since you got into my truck and stripped naked. Yeah, I like men, always have. It was kind of tough in the Marines, but I made it through without any problems. I think you like men too,” Stu said with his mouth right against the side of my head.

“Yeah Stu, I'm gay for sure. I was all worried you would get all crazy on me if you found that out so I did my damnedest to keep thing under control,” I said.

“Damn, we could have been having loads of fun all this time. Well, now that we know, we'll just have to make up for lost time I think,” Stu laughed.

With that, he squeezed me tight, kissed and licked my ear and neck as his hand wrapped around my cock and began to slow stroke it. I felt his weapon up against my back pulsing and really hard. He played with my cock and balls then moved me on to my back and half covered me as he held my head in his hand and began a slow kiss that built up to a major tongue fucking of my mouth. His hands were all over my body as mine were on his. I couldn't seem to get enough of this guy for some reason. He was actually overpowering me and quickly told me who was dominant between us.

He slid down my body and sucked in my entire cock as his hand played roll the ball with my balls. Not hard, just enough pressure to boarder on hurting but never hurting. Man what this man could do with his mouth and tongue. I was fighting an orgasm for a long time before I just let it all go and started to fill his mouth as he would not stop sucking me to force all my cum out of me. Holy shit it was super wild, making my whole body flex and jerk the whole time my cock was in his mouth. I had to struggle to push his head off of my cock as it was starting to get way to sensitive for me. He scooted up and squeezed me in his arms as he went back to tongue fucking me big time. I could taste my cum in his mouth and that was really hot.

He got up, moved over my head with his feet under my armpits and then stooped down, aiming his monster cock right at my mouth. My tongue began to slowly work all over his cock head, licking at his piss slit to take in his precum then gradually make as much of his cock suck into my mouth little by little. His cock was so wide and fat. His cock head amazed me at its size and how angry it looked. Nothing to toy with at all. You knew once you got its attention, you were going to satisfy it no matter what. Stu had his hand braced on the wall over the head of the bed and rocked his hips to fuck my mouth, somehow getting it to stretch more and more until I did reach the limit of how wide it would go. My hands were sliding and tugging up and down his hairy thick thighs and I tried my best to latch on to them so I could push my mouth hard onto his cock. He pulled his cock out of my mouth, slid up a bit higher and lowered his ass right onto my face. I licked and moved my hands to spread his ass cheeks wide so my tongue could easily attack his rosebud. Man what a growl Stu had when something pleased him a lot. He hissed and panted and swore like a Marine. When my tongue pushed past his rosebud, he rammed his ass down so my tongue was inside really deep. I wiggled it and slid it in and out slowly.

“Ohhhh yeah baby, that's it, get Stu all worked up real good,” Stu hissed and growled.

He let me have his ass for a bit and then slipped back down and forced his cock deep into my mouth. He didn't pull it out until he was sure it was super wet with my saliva. Without any fanfare, he wasted no time moving down the bed, got between my legs and pulled my ass up on his bent thighs as he sat down in between his bent legs. He moved in close so my legs spread out far and then used his hands locked on my hips to slowly push and pull me towards his waiting cock head and back. Each time putting more pressure on the push part. My rosebud was reacting to the slick precum flowing cock head that was intent on pushing through into the depths of my ass.

He got half of his cock head inside of me, using his hands on my hips, kind of rolled me around his cock head, stretching it out even further. He kept that up until he could push his entire cock head inside where he just stopped and held me still until my ass got used to the invading cock. He held me still and leaned over my body, softly licking my lips and then plunging his huge tongue deep inside my mouth, fucking the hell of it. He then sat up again and began that slow push and pull thing with his hands locked on my hips still. I was going crazy with pants, yells and all sorts of crazy ass sounds. I would stare at his face as he was watching me with a smile, look up and down his body and watch his forearms and biceps pump as he slid me on and off of his cock. My head started rolling hard side to side and my tongue was going nuts on my lips. He bent down, wrapped one arm under the small of my back and the other under my side at my ribs, across the shoulder blade and his fingers latched around my neck. In one movement he sat up taking me with him, pulling me tight against his body, his mouth fucking my mouth hard and with purpose. My arms latched themselves around his neck and squeezed tight as he pumped my whole body up and down, pushing down more each time until his entire cock was lodged inside of me. I felt his bushy pubes at my ass cheeks. He moved me up and down, twisted me side to side and jerked his hips like spasms but slowly, not like a jack hammer.

He got me to have another orgasm as he was doing that movement on me. I had my head buried into his shoulder, biting him and screaming like a goof. Holy shit it was unreal how great it felt. When I came he squeezed me really tight and began to jack hammer my ass, his cock felt fatter and then I felt the slow then forceful bursts of his cum filling me. Yeah, those killer balls sure served a purpose alright, making sure he had a shit load of cum to do the job real good. We made out hot and heavy and then he moved himself with me still impaled on his cock so he was sitting on his ass with me on top of him. He laid down pulling my upper body down with him and bent his legs so his thighs were up against my ass cheeks. He slowly slid me up and down his body, his cock rubbing so hard and slow over my prostrate. Good lord I was like a wild animal in his arms from the sensations his cock was giving to my entire insides it seemed. He moved on the bed so his back could use the wall as a support for his upper body and put his legs back bent, thighs up at an angle. Damn it was so hot feeling his cock sliding in and out my ass. He lifted me off of his body with his hands and told me to get my legs alongside of his body which I did. He leaned me back and I was resting my back on his thighs. He started to jerk his hips up and down as his hands worked over my pecs and abs. He wrapped my cock with one hand and the other was moving from pec to pec and all over my abs. I moved my legs so I could bounce up and down his cock which he really growled while I was jumping up and down hard and fast. He latched one hand back on my cock and stroked me while his other hand latched itself around my neck. Damn it felt to unreal. I jerked, screamed out and began having yet another orgasm. Stu gently pumped his hand up and down my cock until no more cum was dribbling out. He moved his hand to his mouth as I watched and licked all the cum from hit. Then he scooped my cum from his abs and licked that off of his hands.

“I love how you taste baby,” Stu growled with a super sexy smile.

I smiled and leaned down to kiss him, moving my legs so they were down next to his thighs. In one swift movement, he was on top of me and ramming his cock seriously in and out of me. I swear it was going to push out of my sternum. Then the full weight of his body fell tight on top of me and he held his cock deep in me as he had another super orgasm. I was totally wiped out now and if he wanted to fuck me more, they it was okay, just wouldn't involve me doing much of anything.

“You liked that huh?” Stu smiled and kissed me softly. “I know I sure as shit did PJ. I don't want to move so my cock stays right where it belongs, deep inside of you.”

“Yeah, that's where it belongs for sure,” I mumbled snuggling my face into his neck.

We both fell sound asleep. When I woke up, Stu was still on top of me his cock still deep inside of me. I could feel it pulsing with his heart beat against my the walls of my colon. That was really wild to feel. His many loads of cum were slowly dribbling out around his cock down my ass crease and over my pubes. I was so full of Stu cum it was something else. I felt kind of full not only from his cock but how much cum he shot into me. I kissed his ear and neck which woke him up with a smile.

“You keep doing that and you're in for another pounding,” he laughed.

“And that would be something bad?” I laughed.

“Think we best get up and washed up, have something to eat and then take a walk around to see how things look out there,” Stu said kissing my lips gently.

“Good idea, especially since I really have to take a piss kind of bad now,” I laughed.

Stu laughed, wrapped an arm around the small of my back and got up out of bed. He walked with me still on his cock to the cabin door and then lifted me off of his cock which made a loud plop sound. I did feel so empty and loads of cum was then falling out of my ass and coating the insides of my legs all the way down to my feet. He stood right next to me as we both pissed. He put his one hand on my ass and started to rub his cum flowing out of me all around my ass and lower back. That felt kind of kinky but nice. He would squeeze an ass cheek and shake it before returning for more flowing cum. He was so hot to me. I leaned my head over to rest on his upper pec, enjoying the relief from a long needed piss and his hand rubbing my back with his cum.

“So PJ, what are you going to do once you get back home?” Stu asked softly.

“Well, I was heading back home to work out just how much money and property I now owned and put my house on the market so I could move to the family house in Porksly. If I want to keep the trust money, I have to hold on to the house. Selling it wipes all the assets away and that would really be stupid on my part. If I get board I can always buy something in a different location and just keep the family house empty but still maintain it.”

“You sure have a lot to take care of PJ. Smart move to just keep the place no matter what. Is the house super ugly and outdated?” Stu asked.

“No, surprisingly its very up to date and has a very distinct classy look to it. It is way bigger then I need with 6 bedrooms and 4 bathrooms, but everything is newer and up to date. It has a big study room which is the only room packed with family memorabilia but for some reason it doesn't seem messy or crowded which surprised me completely. It is a big room but still, just kind of weird in a way how it handles all that heirloom stuff so easily,” I explained.

“Wow, kind of like to see that myself,” Stu said seriously. “But back to reality Stu. What would a rich super good looking stud want with a fat country hick like me.”

I turned around, stood in front of Stu, put my arms against his hips and latched on tight to his ass cheeks.

“Listen here Mr. Sexy Hick. What this guy wants with you is companionship, love and sharing. Now if you can't deal with that, then even though it would break my heart, I'll stay out of your life totally,” I said looking super serious in his eyes. “Does that kind of clear things up a bit in your head?”

“Uh, yeah it does. You can't be all that sure about that with me PJ. We just met kind of,” Stu said with a worried look.

“Yeah I can Stu. I know how I feel and what I want. When it comes to you, it couldn't be any clearer then it is right now. I'm not going to just walk away for a chance for happiness to escape me that somebody up their handed to me,” I said getting up on my toes to kiss him.

Stu just stood there staring at me with an intense look. I leaned in and bit his pec and until he said something, I kept switching from pec to peck biting him.

“Ouch, okay, you win, I give,” Stu laughed jerking his upper body from side to side to get away from my biting mouth. “If you are sure and have no reservations, then you got me lock stock and barrel. But, if you change your mind down the road, I want you to know you will break my heart completely and you will take my reason for living away from me.”

I looked at him carefully and he had tears forming in his eyes.

“Stu, I won't change my mind. Not about this, you and me. Its the most important thing in my life and like I said, I'm not throwing this chance for happiness away. Being open and honest with each other will make sure we work out any differences together. No secrets, no hidden agendas, nothing negative like that can be allowed into our lives if we are serious about making it work,” I said as tear began to fill my eyes. “Please, don't have doubts about how I feel for you. Wipe them away or tell me how to so you can just be happy and want to share what's left of our lives together, you and me.”

Stu slammed his arms around me and lifted me up into such a passionate kiss. We got the stuff ready and washed each other up, got dressed and walked hand in hand around to see how much damage the now stopped rain had done. We even took a drive back to the bridge he was hoping to cross and saw the river was raging and super wide, taking out a large portion of the river bank on both sides. Some fallen trees were being held by the metal guard rail on the road and they were bent across the road which was buried under the water top, debris piling up slowly as it was being caught up by the fallen trees and the guard rail.

“Its gonna take a bit of time before the river goes down far enough to see how the road held up. Might be in luck and it is still intact enough to drive over. Then we can get to my house, call you a tow truck and get your car fixed so you can head home and do what you need to get done,” Stu said seriously with his arm across my shoulders.

“I am home you lug, right here, right now,” I laughed hitting his pec with my head.

“I mean where you USED to live smart ass,” Stu said reaching over and giving my nipple a good twist and pull.

“You cheat you know that?” I said rubbing my pec.

“No I don't, you do,” Stu laughed as he quickly turned and had me flipped over his shoulder spanking my ass cheeks lightly as I was spanking his while he walked us back to the truck.

We had loads of fun making love and goofing around with each other. I used him as my exercise machine along with big stones and fallen tree branches. We were almost out of supplies when we took one last ride to the river crossing before going to that couples house. The river had indeed gone down and it looked like only the guard rails were damaged but the road was pretty much intact. We hooked up my car to his truck, emptied all our stuff from the cabin, cleaned it up some and headed to Stu's house. It was slow going once we did manage to cross the river as loads of mud had been dumped here and there all over the road we were driving on. He had to stop several times to move some fallen trees off the road with my help. When we finally made it to his house, it was getting dark. Stu had a nice modest house, very neat and orderly. First thing we took a decent shower and he made up a nice dinner. Luckily the power was on and it did look from the blinking clocks that is went out for at least 6 hours at some point based on the time flashing on all the clocks.

It felt so good sitting in his living room, snuggled together on the couch watching TV news. The storm had done loads of damage throughout most of the state and was now pounding another city and state to the northeast. It was some sort of freak multi super cell storm that bewildered the weather people. Lucky for us we weren't hit with any of the numerous tornado's spawned by the storm. Lots of damage to small towns and farms but not near Porksly or Stu's farm. When I began to yawn a lot, Stu used the remote to shut off the TV, scooped me up in his arms, kissed me on my forehead and told me it was bed time for PJ. He carried me and told me which wall switches to hit to turn off the lights. He took me to his bedroom, pulled down the sheet and comforter and laid me down on the bed. He pulled my clothes off and then with me watching closely, he slowly stripped. I got a hard on right off which made him laugh. He got on the bed and ended up over me, with one hand under my body and his other stroking my head as he kept kissing me. We got into one hell of a body pleasing duel which he of course won by wearing me out completely and filling me with super cum loads again.

Man it felt so good to sleep in a real bed, lots of pillows and Stu of course. The next morning he carried me impaled on his cock to the shower and let me off of his cock. We washed each other and brushed our teeth and stuff then went into the kitchen and Stu made us a nice breakfast. He called a friend of his who was a mechanic and had a tow truck. The mechanic would try to get over and pick up my car to check it out as soon as he could using the back roads mostly. Stu gave me the full tour of his house and barn. It was really nice and well taken care of.

The mechanic did arrive later and did a quick once over on the car. He thought it was the starter or alternator or something which I knew nothing about. He could have said the spin dryer and I wouldn't know that was bull shit. He said he would take it to his shop and run more tests on it. He'd get back to Stu when he had a good idea of what was needed. He ended up calling the place I bought it from and they figured out it was covered completely by warranty and gave him authorization to fix it and send them the bill. They would supply any needed parts so he wouldn't have to front anything but his time and effort. My car was working within a week and I was all set to head to my old home and make arrangements to sell it, move my stuff to Porksly and put in my notice at work.

Stu was really down that I was leaving him, afraid he would never see me again once I was back in my element. I had one hell of a time convincing him that his worries were misplaced and that I would call him at least once a day to let him know what was happening and at least hear his voice. I had Stu give me the mailing address of the people that were so kind to give up supplies. I was going to do something nice for them as a thank you.

Stu was holding me and kissing me so much the day and night before I was to leave that I had a hard time keeping my breath. He was relentless and I got filled with his cum so many times I thought I'd over dose or something. I loved it but felt so bad for him as nothing I could do or say made him feel any better. I even suggested he go with me but he said he couldn't, there was just too much that had to be done on his farm. We both were in tears as I packed up my car and drove away after a good bye that took a long time.

I kept my word and called him every day at least once to say good night and get him up to speed with what I was doing. I made arrangements to have a really huge upright freezer delivered and installed at the helping couples house and had the electricity provider automatically take out their electric bills from my account. They were not paying for electricity ever again. I had the place I bought the freezer from make up a card so they knew who it was from and that their electricity bill was now taken care of by me. I told Stu what I did and he was shocked and at a loss for words. He finally said the people would be so thrilled about all that but would fight him about paying their bills. Didn't matter I told Stu as they had no idea where I lived or my phone number and if he gave my cell phone number to them, he was in really big trouble. He promised he would keep quiet about that and play dumb as can be.

I didn't let Stu know when I was all set making arrangements on selling my house and having the movers come to move all my stuff to my new house. After the movers left I called Stu and told him I had to attend a few business meetings to clear out left over work before I was gone. He said he understood but I could hear his disappointment in his voice. I quickly drove out to his house and pulled in a part of the way on the road leading up to his house.

“Any body home? My car is not working and I need to call for a tow if that's okay?” I shouted as I pounded on his door.

He flew the door open with a weird look on his face which completely changed to shock and joy when he realized it was me. I was snatched up in his arms and marched straight into his bedroom, striped and taken care of a number of times and fucked big time.

“Wow, you sure have a great way of saying hello!” I laughed.

“I should give you a good spanking for trying to give me a heart attack doing that,” he laughed kissing me all over my head.

“Well, I thought you needed a good surprise to get you out of your depression which I could hear in your voice so no denying please!” I laughed.

“Yeah, I know I was really depressed but that is completely gone now,” Stu smiled and squeezed me tight.

“I think it would be a good idea to get my car from the road and park it at the house don't you think?” I said pinching his cheeks.

“I guess, but just not yet okay?” Stu said as he started to fuck me again.

We walked to get my car when it was pitch dark out. He didn't want to let me out of his arms for what seemed like a very long time. We parked the car next to his truck and went inside. Stu made us dinner and we snuggled on the couch talking about what was next for me. I wouldn't let him get out of going with me to the house in Porksly, using the 'I need your help' pleading which did work. That was the beginnings of our new life, me and Stu.