A Cute Guy with a Mower, Chapter 3
Life went along at a fairly rapid pace for both men in the household. July morphed into August and the weather was generally hot and humid – good weather for growing corn, but not so fine for humans who had to work in it. Just when it seemed nearly unbearable, things changed.
The first Saturday of the month was a total washout. A cold front moved in during the wee hours creating ideal conditions for severe weather. The guys were jolted awake by intense lightning and a cloudburst.
While opening the blinds on his bedroom sliding door, Justin noticed that there was light shining from Seth's room, meaning that he must not be able to sleep either. Justin threw on a pair of boxers and went to tap on his door.
Seth invited him in but didn't get out of bed. Justin suspected that he'd been sleeping nude and didn't have anything handy to put on to cover his boner.
"I see that you're awake too. I guess we can sleep part of the day once this quiets down. Obviously, you're not going to be able to mow at all today, and I don't have anything pressing either. We should try to go back to sleep, eat a late breakfast, and be lazy. I know that's hard for you to do. You're always running in high gear like that rabbit in the old battery commercial."
"Yup. I was thinking about repainting the pantry since you've been wanting to do that all summer," Seth said.
"Go back to sleep, kid. That's an order. We'll consider it if we get motivated. In the meantime, catch up on your rest."
"Yes, Daddy."
"Shut your eyes, smarty!"
"Aye, aye, Sir!"
The pair did go back to sleep and didn't get up until nearly 9:30 – quite late for both of them.
Since the weather front had cooled things off, it felt slightly chilly in the house. Both guys were wearing sweats when they met in the hall on their way downstairs.
"How do waffles, eggs, and bacon sound for breakfast?" Justin asked.'
"Awesome!" Seth said. "What may I do to help?"
"You can make the batter and tend the waffle iron.
After about 15 minutes of preparation, they sat down to eat. Justin was reminded of how comfortable it was to be making and sharing a meal with a companion. He'd spent a couple of years pretty much by himself during the worst of the pandemic. It had been a solitary experience, but he hadn't realized how lonely it was until he had a vibrant young dude living with him. He could get used to this.
He'd remained celibate during that period as well, partly because he feared picking up Covid, and also from not knowing anyone he'd like to be with. His only sexual outlet had been watching porn and exercising his right hand. That needed to change too.
When they'd eaten their fill and cleaned up the kitchen, Justin asked Seth if he'd like to watch a movie or something. Seth said that was fine with him. With a full tummy, he wasn't as eager to do any painting at the moment.
"There's a cupboard full of old movies and some TV series as well as some comedy classics. You're welcome to pick out anything you like to entertain us."
Seth went to the cupboard and perused the offerings. He wasn't surprised to find them stored in orderly fashion, alphabetically. When he got to the Showtime series with the American version of Queer as Folk, his eyes widened. He'd watched a few of the early episodes on YouTube but had never seen any beyond number eight.
"Um, would you be uncomfortable if we watched some of Queer as Folk?" Seth asked nervously."
"Since I'm going commando in these roomy sweats, I don't think I'll be uncomfortable," Justin joked. "And if I didn't like viewing them, I wouldn't have kept them in my collection."
Seth blushed.
"I meant; would you be embarrassed watching them with a known faggot?"
"I do wish you wouldn't use demeaning terms about your orientation. That does bother me."
"I'm sorry. I'll quit doing that."
"Good. Now why don't you pop the first disc in and join me on the sofa? It's the best spot for watching. I'll build a fire first, and we can throw the Afghan over us to keep us cozy."
Seth sat beside Justin on the couch, leaving a bit of space between them. Justin reached over and put his arm around Seth's shoulder, pulling him in closer. Seth snuggled contentedly against him.
During the scene of the boy named "Justin" in the show getting laid for the first time, Seth gasped. Although the camera didn't show their genitals, the action seemed so real that he could nearly feel "Brian" coming inside of him. He got brave and asked the question which had been on his mind for several weeks.
"Justin, I have to know. "Are you interested in women or are you bi or, um...?"
"Gay? I used to think I was bi, but now I think I'm ready to come out."
"Cool!"
Seth twisted around and pressed his lips against Justin's. The video was left to entertain itself.
It wasn't long before they were naked on the big area rug in front of the sofa. The fire burning in their loins was hotter than the one in the fireplace, and it kept them from feeling chilly. They kissed and nibbled, rubbing their bodies together. Trapped between their abs, their erected cocks were stimulated by every thrust. After about 15 minutes, Seth stiffened and erupted with a cry of ecstasy. To his credit, he didn't stop grinding until Justin climaxed with similar vocal expressions.
Justin managed to grab the edge of the Afghan and spread it over them as they cuddled. The afterglow was great for both of them.
"Man, you cum a lot for a teenager."
"And you cum a lot for an old guy," Seth snickered.
"You are so naughty!" Justin grinned. "And you know I love it."
"About this morning," Justin said over lunch, "I don't want you to think that I'm taking advantage of you."
"Nope. If anyone is taking advantage of someone, it's me. I mean, I'm living here for free."
"No, you're not. You're keeping your part of the bargain."
"Your knee has certainly recovered enough by this time to do the lawn on your riding mower without me."
"But that would cut into my working time. I really do like having the place look good without my constant efforts. Besides, I feel kind of guilty for doing what I told your parents I wasn't planning to do."
"You have no reason to feel that way. I'm the one who started it, and I've wanted it to happen for a long time. I've been hoping for us to be closer, like Justin and Brian in the video. I want you to bust my cherry like Brian did in the first episode."
"I think Brian just wants another conquest. He doesn't seem to care about anyone else's needs."
"Yeah, he does. He's a complex person. In a way, he loves Justin. It's difficult for him because of his childhood. Look how he is with his own baby son in later episodes. He also feels responsible for Justin. He keeps watching over him."
"You're right. However, that's not the kind of relationship I want. I want to have an equal partner."
"I'll try to work up to that. I'm going to start general education classes at Kirkwood in the fall for sure. I don't want you to be saddled with a dummy."
"You're no dummy!"
"Maybe not, but I want to be educated like you are."
After lunch, Seth begged Justin to fulfill his dream by taking his virginity. Justin was hesitant to do so, but he finally relented.
"Let's go up to my bedroom, take a thorough shower, and do this in my big bed. I want it to be special for you. If it proves to be too painful, I'm gonna stop and we'll try it again on another day."
"I've been working on the stretching part already. Um, I assume that your hot dick will feel better than a cold carrot."
"How did you get away with that? Didn't your mother keep track of all the vegetables she had in the fridge? Having met her, I would guess she keeps a mental inventory of everything."
"Carrots were my favorite snack. I ate the evidence."
"Carrots dipped in shit don't sound appetizing to me!"
"I used condoms on them. Don't make me sound gross!"
"Thanks for changing the image I had in my mind. I'm sorry I jumped to conclusions.
"Now, let me help you relax before we do this."
Justin was gentle and tender. He made sure that Seth was loosened up as well as super horny. Then, he lay on his back and invited Seth to lower himself on his sheathed cock so that the kid could control the rate on entry.
"Push your muscles like you're taking a crap. That will help."
"Seth did as he was instructed. Taking a deep breath and exhaling, he tried to take all of it at once. The look of distress on his face showed that he should have gone slowly, but once he was resting on Justin's pubes, he sat very still until the pain subsided. Justin helped with nipple play which distracted him.
After a couple of minutes, Seth began to move up and down slightly. As his motions began to stimulate his prostate, he sped up a bit. Pretty soon, his erection returned, and he was riding like a cowboy.
"Are you okay now?" Justin asked.
"Oh yeah! This is better than I thought it would be. I think I might be a bottom."
"In my humble opinion, you shouldn't make a judgment until you've tried both. In fact, I think you should take me later this afternoon. I assume you're still a virgin."
"Well, part of me isn't!"
"But you haven't cum in anyone else, right?
"Right."
"Then, why don't we remedy that before dinner, if you think you're up to it. Later tonight, I'd just like to cuddle with you in my bed until morning, if that's okay with you."
"Thanks! You're making all my dreams come true."
For an inexperienced, naïve teenager, Seth turned out to be a remarkable lover. He admitted later that he'd watched a number of gay love scenes on his laptop. He was also trying to emulate the tender way Justin had made love to him. He had initially planned to lie on his back so Justin could impale himself like Justin had suggested for his first time. However, Justin wanted to be on his back with them face-to-face in the missionary position so they could kiss and nuzzle. Although he wasn't used to being on the bottom, Justin had been deflowered several years before – forced by an older boy. It had been a long time since he'd taken a cock in there, but this was how he wanted to be topped by his young lover.
Several emotions surged through Justin's brain as they began to couple. He had chosen to do this for Seth's sake, to let him feel like a man. It was kind of a sacrifice on his part due to the trauma he'd experienced in his youth. But when he felt the caring and love he was receiving, all of those negative feelings evaporated. He was so caught up in the moment that he exploded between them when Seth's orgasm hit.
"I love you!" Seth gasped. Thank you, thank you!"
"I'm the one who should be saying that to you," Justin insisted. "I never knew it could be so good getting laid!"
"But surely I'm not your first."
"Sadly, that's true. I was raped at 13 by someone who was six years older. It was awful."
"Did you report him? You weren't old enough to consent, and he was an adult."
"I was scared and ashamed. I've never told anyone before."
"I feel privileged that I'm the first one you've mentioned it to. That means you trust me."
"It means that I love you, as well."
"Was the memory of being raped the reason you kept your hands off me until I made the first move?"
"Yeah, I guess that was part of it. I didn't want to mess you up. I care about you too much to do that. I hope I haven't scarred you for life."
"Quite the opposite. I feel loved and wanted for the first time in my life."
Supper was a choice of leftovers from the previous week. Neither of the guys felt a need for something new. They spent a lot of time over their meal grinning at each other like fools.
Saturday night wasn't about sex. The guys brushed their teeth and showered together to get clean. It was intimate and tender when they got into bed with Justin spooned against Seth's back. Seth felt safe and loved. If he'd been asked to sum up his emotions in a single word, it would have been "content."
Sunday dawned clear but still a little cool. Justin was highly aware of the warmth emanating from the body next to him. It was completely wonderful. In fact, it was so comfy that he hated to get out of bed to heed nature's call. He crept out carefully and pulled up the covers to keep his lover warm in his absence.
After peeing and brushing his teeth, he slipped back next to Seth. The movement was enough to rouse the latter, who opened his eyes and smiled.
"So, how are you feeling this morning?" Justin asked."
"Loved!"
"Cool. Are you up to going to church, brunch, and Jared?
"Jared? What's that?"
"The jewelry store out by the mall. I thought maybe we could buy promise rings, or is that too much of a teenage thing?"
"Well, I'm a teenager, so I think it's appropriate. I'd love to wear something to show the world we're a couple, um, if that's what we are."
"From my perspective, we are. I guess it was presumptuous on my part to assume that. Will you be my boyfriend?" Justin said as he dropped to his knees next to the bed.
"You know I will!"
After attending church and eating their fill at brunch, they went to the jewelry store where they chose matching titanium rings which the saleslady said were practically indestructible. However, they also purchased black neoprene ones to wear when doing things which required hand tools. Seth figured he'd be wearing that one for mowing. He would save the dressy one to wear to church and other special places. He hoped Grayson would notice and comment on it.
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