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My First Year with Austin (Erotic Story)
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MY FIRST YEAR WITH AUSTIN
Chapter 5: Drive safe (Part 1)
The weeks following our "fight" with Austin turned out to be some of the best we had ever spent together. Who knew that talking things out could actually improve your relationship?
To make it simple, we were constantly having sex.
It did not take us very long to fuck in every corner of our small apartment. Austin pounded my ass (and my throat) in our bed, in the shower, on the couch, on the kitchen counter, and against the washing machine, - great experience by the way -, in the span of just a few days.
But then, we got creative.
Once, we did it on the beach at midnight. Sure, it was hot, but I would not recommend as I still found sand in my ass days later! More accurately, Austin was the one digging more sand from my asshole during our following intercourses.
It even became a running gag between us. How did that keep happening?
Austin also fucked me against his desk during his lunch break. We almost got caught that time, his office was right next to the Stadium's construction site and there were a lot of guys moving around.
Still, seeing him throwing aside all his files and paperwork to clear his desk, sliding down my pants just to uncover my ass, having me bend over and getting his big dick out of his fly was one the hottest thing I had ever experienced in my life.
We even did it in a restaurant's restrooms at Janice's fancy engagement party.
After a couple of years together, Richard had decided to put a ring on it and Janice had happily said yes!
Do not get me wrong, the party was very nice, aside from Richard's very closed family members, most of the guests were people close to Janice that I liked. But it was even better when I celebrated with Austin's dick lodged in my ass in a bathroom's stall.
We only live once! Right?
We will get to a point later in this story where fucking in the restrooms turned to be quite the traumatizing experience, but that time, it was just great.
We were insatiable and when we were not together, Austin and I were sexting pretty much all day.
"Thinking about your ass."
"Dreaming about your lips."
"Want to fuck you... Raw."
Often, the texts were coming in with an attachment, Austin's visible hard cock through his pants.
That man knew how to get me in the mood.
It is hard to say why we were so horny all the time. I guess we had reached this perfect spot between having so much more to learn and discover about each other sexually, while simultaneously feeling very comfortable with one another.
To be honest, there was still one barrier in our sexperimentation that I was eager to break.
You probably guessed it, I could not wait to fuck Austin's banging ass for the first time, but Austin did not seem ready yet and I did not want to push him.
Besides, I could hardly complain, he was already getting great at blowing me like a pro.
See, Austin knew how to suck a dick with passion. Probably, because he himself loved receiving intense sloppy blow-jobs.
We had just been visiting Janice and her (brand new) fiancé Richard when Austin showed me what he was truly made of.
By the way, Richard was looking dapper and sexier as ever that evening, wearing a full-on suit and tie for our casual dinner. I felt a little stupid in my ripped jeans but Richard was not judgemental about it.
I could easily see how Janice had fallen for him.
Richard (or "Dick") was a man of a few words, talking in a deep low voice, always looking confident and acting as a great listener. He was not sharing much about himself but, talking to him, you felt as if you were the most important man in the world.
Physically, he was very attractive in the high-profile business man type: tall, trimmed beard, salt and pepper hair, constantly wearing a pair of luxury glasses and a Rolex.
Besides, he was clearly fit but not showy about it. Even when he was wearing a designer shirt and a tie around his neck, you could easily tell that the man had large pecs and broad shoulders. Janice had told me that he was going at the gym every single day.
Maybe it was because I was sitting in front of Richard for the entire dinner that I was very horny during the car ride back home. We had a 45 minutes' drive until we got to our place and it seemed like way too long to wait!
While he was driving, I put my hand on Austin's crotch. I know. I was bad.
Let me tell you this upfront: do not try this at home, guys! Although, I have to admit, it was hot as fuck to feel his dick reacting under my touch.
"What are you doing, babe?"
"Don't know... I think the oysters we ate were aphrodisiac..."
I started to rub my hand against his bulge.
"Ty, I'm driving."
"Yeah... I can feel that you're tense... Only trying to help you out."
I opened-up his fly.
He let me.
The cheeky boy! He was not wearing any underwear!
"Wow, I did not know you were going commando!" I said, fetching his heavy dick out of his pants.
He was already sporting a semi. I mean, I knew what I was doing.
"I don't really see the point of wearing any underwear anymore, you always seem to take them off from me as soon as we meet." Austin replied with a smile.
Fair point. I was now stroking his cock.
Austin tried to focus on the road ahead. It was the middle of the night. There was not much traffic.
"You want me to stop?" I asked.
He was not looking at me but he grinned at the road.
"Please, don't stop." He muttered.
Exactly what I assumed: he wanted this as much as I did.
I stroked his dick harder; it was getting stiffed in my hand. I could almost feel the blood pumping in his veins.
We stopped at a redlight. I was gentler, I played with his foreskin. It was getting wet.
I felt the first droplets of precum forming around his piss-slit. I licked my fingers off.
"You taste so fucking good, Austin."
"Go down on me, babe. You'll get a much stronger taste."
He did not have to ask twice.
I took my seat belt off, - again, do not reproduce this at home, guys -, and I found the perfect position to swallow his shaft as Austin started to speed-up as the light turned green.
I did not anticipate a sudden bump in the road and his dick tapping against my throat. I gagged.
Thankfully, I was a skilled and experienced cock-sucker. Austin seemed to enjoy watching me struggling, he chuckled when he heard me choke and he guided my head with his free hand. Not that I needed much guidance, I knew exactly my way around that big slab of meat.
I went down on his dick; I licked the edges. I fetched for his balls which were still stuck underneath his zipper.
When I had the full and dripping meal lying in front of my eyes, I went back to sucking him.
There was an outrageous rap song playing on the radio. Something about a bitch licking the singer's "fat hairy balls".
How fitting!
Maybe Austin was having a bit too much fun though, as his dick was now buried deep in my throat and I was giving an A+ deepthroat, - saliva dripping all over my chin -, I felt the car suddenly switching direction and then abruptly stopping.
OUCH.
Again, I thought I was about to choke on that dick as my head hit the wheel. I almost puked when the cockhead tapped the back of my throat roughly.
"FUUUUUUUUUCK." Austin yelled out.
There was a honk behind us.
Shit. What had we done?
I pulled out my head from my lover's crotch, leaving a big slimy mess on the top of his pants. We were stopped between the sidewalk and the road, somewhat in diagonal, blocking the couple of cars stopped behind us.
"Austin, damn. We did not hit anyone, right?"
"No... No... But it was close."
"Just pull over, we will park somewhere."
The car behind us honked again. As if this was going to help!
I wondered if they had realized there was someone between the driver's legs. I guessed they saw me when I lifted up my head.
Austin started the engine back, drove down a less busy street and stopped on a rather isolated parking.
He looked tense.
"Austin, that's fine, nothing happened. We're good." I said to reassure him.
"I could have killed us. The both of us!"
"I'm sorry, babe... This was stupid."
"Yes, it was... On both of us part."
I put my hand on his cheek.
"That's my fault. But I learned my lesson. Just let's go back home..."
"That was a damn good blowjob, Ty. I lost control."
I chuckled.
"A blowjob to die for."
He smiled at me.
"Don't say that."
I looked at his cock still hanging out of his pants, still dripping. Slightly deflating, yeah, but still looking yummy as hell.
"Do you want me to finish you off now? Seems like this place is really quiet... And I bet it won't take long."
I could tell that Austin was battling with himself. Being good or being naughty. But he had that cheeky smile. I knew where this was going.
"I guess that as long the car is not moving..."
Naughty had won!
"If you want my opinion, it's even safer to take care of this now, rather than driving horny and rushing to come back home." I told him.
"You're a sneaky boy..."
I was leaning over to go back to my task when Austin really surprised me.
"...Although, I'd like to switch things up a bit."
"What do you mean?" I whispered at his cock more than I was talking to him.
Austin put his hand on my own crotch.
"Let me take care of you this time."
I did not expect that. And I was very horny. My dick immediately stirred up at Austin's proposal. He was already sliding down my pants and leaning over towards me.
"Austin... You're sure... Here?"
[Chapter 5 continues below]
Thanks for your support!
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MY FIRST YEAR WITH AUSTIN
Chapter 5: Drive safe (Part 1)
The weeks following our "fight" with Austin turned out to be some of the best we had ever spent together. Who knew that talking things out could actually improve your relationship?
To make it simple, we were constantly having sex.
It did not take us very long to fuck in every corner of our small apartment. Austin pounded my ass (and my throat) in our bed, in the shower, on the couch, on the kitchen counter, and against the washing machine, - great experience by the way -, in the span of just a few days.
But then, we got creative.
Once, we did it on the beach at midnight. Sure, it was hot, but I would not recommend as I still found sand in my ass days later! More accurately, Austin was the one digging more sand from my asshole during our following intercourses.
It even became a running gag between us. How did that keep happening?
Austin also fucked me against his desk during his lunch break. We almost got caught that time, his office was right next to the Stadium's construction site and there were a lot of guys moving around.
Still, seeing him throwing aside all his files and paperwork to clear his desk, sliding down my pants just to uncover my ass, having me bend over and getting his big dick out of his fly was one the hottest thing I had ever experienced in my life.
We even did it in a restaurant's restrooms at Janice's fancy engagement party.
After a couple of years together, Richard had decided to put a ring on it and Janice had happily said yes!
Do not get me wrong, the party was very nice, aside from Richard's very closed family members, most of the guests were people close to Janice that I liked. But it was even better when I celebrated with Austin's dick lodged in my ass in a bathroom's stall.
We only live once! Right?
We will get to a point later in this story where fucking in the restrooms turned to be quite the traumatizing experience, but that time, it was just great.
We were insatiable and when we were not together, Austin and I were sexting pretty much all day.
"Thinking about your ass."
"Dreaming about your lips."
"Want to fuck you... Raw."
Often, the texts were coming in with an attachment, Austin's visible hard cock through his pants.
That man knew how to get me in the mood.
It is hard to say why we were so horny all the time. I guess we had reached this perfect spot between having so much more to learn and discover about each other sexually, while simultaneously feeling very comfortable with one another.
To be honest, there was still one barrier in our sexperimentation that I was eager to break.
You probably guessed it, I could not wait to fuck Austin's banging ass for the first time, but Austin did not seem ready yet and I did not want to push him.
Besides, I could hardly complain, he was already getting great at blowing me like a pro.
See, Austin knew how to suck a dick with passion. Probably, because he himself loved receiving intense sloppy blow-jobs.
We had just been visiting Janice and her (brand new) fiancé Richard when Austin showed me what he was truly made of.
By the way, Richard was looking dapper and sexier as ever that evening, wearing a full-on suit and tie for our casual dinner. I felt a little stupid in my ripped jeans but Richard was not judgemental about it.
I could easily see how Janice had fallen for him.
Richard (or "Dick") was a man of a few words, talking in a deep low voice, always looking confident and acting as a great listener. He was not sharing much about himself but, talking to him, you felt as if you were the most important man in the world.
Physically, he was very attractive in the high-profile business man type: tall, trimmed beard, salt and pepper hair, constantly wearing a pair of luxury glasses and a Rolex.
Besides, he was clearly fit but not showy about it. Even when he was wearing a designer shirt and a tie around his neck, you could easily tell that the man had large pecs and broad shoulders. Janice had told me that he was going at the gym every single day.
Maybe it was because I was sitting in front of Richard for the entire dinner that I was very horny during the car ride back home. We had a 45 minutes' drive until we got to our place and it seemed like way too long to wait!
While he was driving, I put my hand on Austin's crotch. I know. I was bad.
Let me tell you this upfront: do not try this at home, guys! Although, I have to admit, it was hot as fuck to feel his dick reacting under my touch.
"What are you doing, babe?"
"Don't know... I think the oysters we ate were aphrodisiac..."
I started to rub my hand against his bulge.
"Ty, I'm driving."
"Yeah... I can feel that you're tense... Only trying to help you out."
I opened-up his fly.
He let me.
The cheeky boy! He was not wearing any underwear!
"Wow, I did not know you were going commando!" I said, fetching his heavy dick out of his pants.
He was already sporting a semi. I mean, I knew what I was doing.
"I don't really see the point of wearing any underwear anymore, you always seem to take them off from me as soon as we meet." Austin replied with a smile.
Fair point. I was now stroking his cock.
Austin tried to focus on the road ahead. It was the middle of the night. There was not much traffic.
"You want me to stop?" I asked.
He was not looking at me but he grinned at the road.
"Please, don't stop." He muttered.
Exactly what I assumed: he wanted this as much as I did.
I stroked his dick harder; it was getting stiffed in my hand. I could almost feel the blood pumping in his veins.
We stopped at a redlight. I was gentler, I played with his foreskin. It was getting wet.
I felt the first droplets of precum forming around his piss-slit. I licked my fingers off.
"You taste so fucking good, Austin."
"Go down on me, babe. You'll get a much stronger taste."
He did not have to ask twice.
I took my seat belt off, - again, do not reproduce this at home, guys -, and I found the perfect position to swallow his shaft as Austin started to speed-up as the light turned green.
I did not anticipate a sudden bump in the road and his dick tapping against my throat. I gagged.
Thankfully, I was a skilled and experienced cock-sucker. Austin seemed to enjoy watching me struggling, he chuckled when he heard me choke and he guided my head with his free hand. Not that I needed much guidance, I knew exactly my way around that big slab of meat.
I went down on his dick; I licked the edges. I fetched for his balls which were still stuck underneath his zipper.
When I had the full and dripping meal lying in front of my eyes, I went back to sucking him.
There was an outrageous rap song playing on the radio. Something about a bitch licking the singer's "fat hairy balls".
How fitting!
Maybe Austin was having a bit too much fun though, as his dick was now buried deep in my throat and I was giving an A+ deepthroat, - saliva dripping all over my chin -, I felt the car suddenly switching direction and then abruptly stopping.
OUCH.
Again, I thought I was about to choke on that dick as my head hit the wheel. I almost puked when the cockhead tapped the back of my throat roughly.
"FUUUUUUUUUCK." Austin yelled out.
There was a honk behind us.
Shit. What had we done?
I pulled out my head from my lover's crotch, leaving a big slimy mess on the top of his pants. We were stopped between the sidewalk and the road, somewhat in diagonal, blocking the couple of cars stopped behind us.
"Austin, damn. We did not hit anyone, right?"
"No... No... But it was close."
"Just pull over, we will park somewhere."
The car behind us honked again. As if this was going to help!
I wondered if they had realized there was someone between the driver's legs. I guessed they saw me when I lifted up my head.
Austin started the engine back, drove down a less busy street and stopped on a rather isolated parking.
He looked tense.
"Austin, that's fine, nothing happened. We're good." I said to reassure him.
"I could have killed us. The both of us!"
"I'm sorry, babe... This was stupid."
"Yes, it was... On both of us part."
I put my hand on his cheek.
"That's my fault. But I learned my lesson. Just let's go back home..."
"That was a damn good blowjob, Ty. I lost control."
I chuckled.
"A blowjob to die for."
He smiled at me.
"Don't say that."
I looked at his cock still hanging out of his pants, still dripping. Slightly deflating, yeah, but still looking yummy as hell.
"Do you want me to finish you off now? Seems like this place is really quiet... And I bet it won't take long."
I could tell that Austin was battling with himself. Being good or being naughty. But he had that cheeky smile. I knew where this was going.
"I guess that as long the car is not moving..."
Naughty had won!
"If you want my opinion, it's even safer to take care of this now, rather than driving horny and rushing to come back home." I told him.
"You're a sneaky boy..."
I was leaning over to go back to my task when Austin really surprised me.
"...Although, I'd like to switch things up a bit."
"What do you mean?" I whispered at his cock more than I was talking to him.
Austin put his hand on my own crotch.
"Let me take care of you this time."
I did not expect that. And I was very horny. My dick immediately stirred up at Austin's proposal. He was already sliding down my pants and leaning over towards me.
"Austin... You're sure... Here?"
[Chapter 5 continues below]
MY FIRST YEAR WITH AUSTIN
Chapter 5: Drive safe (Part 2)
He was already kissing my foreskin. He seemed sure enough. My cock was rising up fast and hard, already poking against Austin's cheeks.
It was not his first blowjob, but it was always a special occasion.
I felt his lips locking around my cockhead. I knew I was already leaving precum in his mouth. He worked his tongue around my edges.
"Mmmm... Austin..."
I looked down but not too often.
Just seeing him going up and down my cock was enough to make me jizz and I sure wanted this moment to last, especially as I saw how hard he was himself while he was bobbing on my cock. He used one hand to stroke my dick and the other to stroke himself.
"Play with my balls too..." I pleaded at some point.
Austin happily obliged.
"Do you like that, daddy?" He winked at me.
That was funny, him, calling me daddy. I smiled. It was just playfulness; it did not mean anything. I loved it.
"Show me how good you can really suck a dick." I heard me say.
The words acted like a switch in Austin's brain.
From this moment on, he went hard and deep on my cock. I was far from packing his nine inches, although I was on the larger side of the spectrum when it comes to dick sizes, but trust me, it was still impressive to see him swallowing my (nearly) seven inches, hard, throbbing and leaking.
His nose was reaching the base of my shaft and my pubic hair.
"Fuck yeah..."
The gargling sounds were so fucking exciting, and doing this in a somewhat risky environment was making the entire thing even more of a turn-on.
I was fully aware that despite my best efforts, I would certainly not last long.
"Look at me, Austin. I'm gonna cum..."
I wanted to see his blue eyes as my milk would be sprayed all over his face.
He stared right at me and stroked my cock harder. He did even better than that. He asked for my spunk.
"Come on, babe, jizz on my face, I want it."
"Fuck, Austin, fuck..."
"You like that when I act dirty like that?"
"Damn... What are you doing to me... I'm so close..."
"Cream my face, babe, right now, I'm your slut."
"Aaaah...."
"I'm begging you Tyler, cum on my jock's face!"
He stuck his tongue out. I exploded at these words, properly painting his face white.
The first stream of thick cum covered his entire left cheek, the second hit his forehead, the third and fourth ended-up right on his tongue and opened lips, and the rest flew away, God knows where, as I was closing my eyes in a state of trance.
You want to know the best part?
When I opened my eyes again, Austin had creamed himself too! Apparently, he had loved being on the giving hand -- or rather giving mouth -- of the blowjob.
We looked around at the mess in the car and on our clothes and started laughing.
"I guess we can drive safely now." Austin ended-up saying.
"Yeap. I think this release was necessary before going back on the road."
I picked up a thick droplet of cum on his cheek and licked it. I told you; I was feeling naughty!
Do not get me wrong though, things between Austin and I were not only about sex.
When we came home that night, we cuddled together for a long time as we were talking about life, politics and the upcoming issues of Garuto.
A rare and sweet taste of happiness.
But let's be real... We did have sex again a couple of hours later and Austin pounded my ass right before we fell asleep. I guess a lot of our relationship was ultimately about sex at that time... Who could blame us?
Besides, I did not have much other things to care about. I was still jobless and dutifully rejected at every interview I was taking.
Even if I wanted to lie about my past, the testimony and the trial against the Southern California Prison System had somewhat become viral and I knew that my identity of "ex-convicted" would be found out sooner than later.
I had given up on an office job at this point and I was at a stage where I was spending a couple afternoons a week walking through various bars and clubs in the hope that I could get a job which would let me sufficient time to focus on my writing.
It was during that period of my life, - probably because I had a lot of time on my hands -, that I started to write what would later become "My First Year in College".
It was a very different version than the one you were able to read and the story would be finished and published only years later...
I had told Ralph that Austin was not thrilled with the idea of me working with him, but I still helped him with some ideas (basically, that he should purchase some good jockstraps and some butt plugs), and he started developing his X-rated page on his own.
Truly, he was the talent, he did not really need me.
Ralph wanted me to be more committed though, he did not like the whole social media thing and he was lost on his own, the "Nine Inches King" did not know where to start to find a reliable "manager".
As I promised Austin that I would not get too involved, I had to keep my distance with my ex-cellmate.
I did send him the social media links of a rising star in the business, a straight dude named Carlos from New-York City, to give him some pointers.
Apparently, the guy had seen his revenues growing from 2K to 60K a month in the span of a year.
It makes you think, right?
In the end, I was spending a lot of my time alone in the apartment as Austin was working a lot.
To distract myself from my writing, I could count on some entertainment provided by Allison or Sergio going for a swim. I was friendly with them and we would get together for a lunch from times to times but I would not go as far as calling them friends.
At least, not yet.
But as I said, they did provide the entertainment. Allison was regularly arguing with Mrs. Smith in the middle of the apartment complex for the silliest stuff. Namely, the size of the Allison's bikinis appeared to be a problem for our older neighbour.
"The pool belongs to everyone in here! You have no place asking me to leave. But please, come down here! Be my guest!" Allison was screaming at the apartment next to mine.
"This is a family building!" Mrs Smith was yelling back.
"Where do you see children? Eh?! Do you have some hidden in your home? I would not be too surprised!"
"Good Lord! Little Barbie! I'm just asking for you to have some sort of decency and cover yourself."
"IN A POOL! Are you hearing yourself? I should wear a coat diving in?"
At this moment, Mrs. Smith slammed her own door and Allison effectively jumped in the pool. To be fair, the bikini she was wearing that time was so small that you could almost see his vagina lips.
Sergio was no better and he was certainly not against wandering around in what looked more like man thongs than anything else.
To give me something else to look for, and because I could tell that he needed it, I invited my older brother to spend a few days with us.
Given how fast Ryan had told me yes, I knew that I had been right and that he was very overwhelmed with his children. I loved my nephews very much but three kids at home, I did not envy my brother one bit.
It was decided that Ryan would come spend a few days with us before the end of the month of May. Austin was glad, he was getting along with my big brother very well.
He was not so happy when I finally heard back from one of my job's interviews...
"Look who just wrote to me."
I showed him the e-mail from the owner of "the Man Cave" a somewhat sleazy gay bar / club, not so far from Hollywood Boulevard.
"Really, Ty? The Man Cave?"
"Well, yeah. It's just a bar tending job, not a stripper gig."
Austin shrugged his shoulders.
"You're sure you really want to do that?"
"Of course not, Austin! What do you think? I wish I could have kept my job as a therapist although I was arguably very bad at it. I wish I could already focus on my writing. But in the meantime, I have to do something to make some money, and from the hundreds of job applications I sent out, this is my only yes. Well, there is this, and Burger King."
Austin patted my shoulders. We were both in our underwear, as always when we were alone in our apartment.
"You don't have to work right now. Why the rush? I can pay the rent for the two of us. And you can write!"
I rolled my eyes.
"How is it so difficult for you to understand that I don't want to be dependent from you, from anyone actually. And before you get started, this has nothing to do with trust or love or anything else. This is just about making my own money. Besides, I have visited the place for the interview, it looked okay, mostly older dudes were in there."
"Look, Ty. I'm not trying to control you. I just want to make sure that, if you need more time to find something which would suit you better, you know that you can. But if you want to take the job, go ahead, I trust you."
"I just need a reason to leave the apartment at this point. Between working in a fast-food chain restaurant or this, I do choose the Man Cave."
I chuckled when I realized how that sounded. Austin smiled too.
"Perfect then!" He said, being ironical.
"And really, Austin, you would prefer for me to work with Ralph?"
"In porn?"
"Yeah."
"Well, no. I confirm that I would not prefer that." Austin replied, a little mad.
"It's not like I'm committing too much to this job. If it's too cringy, I'll just leave. I met with one of the bartenders there during my job interview, I think his name was Jasper, and he seemed nice. I was doing some bartending during my college years here, it was fine."
Austin seemed about to say something but he changed his mind. Instead, he kissed me. Good move on his part.
"Ok then. I told you; I trust you."
I kissed him back.
"How was work today?"
"It was okay. The construction might be delayed again... I am trying to keep everyone calm, the team is stressing out."
I was kissing his neck.
"I can tell that you're under a lot of pressure."
"I'm fine."
"Want my help to release some of it?"
His annoyed face turned into a cheeky smile.
"I guess it could not hurt."
"A massage maybe?"
I was already starting to caress his pecs. They were firm. I pinched his right nipple.
"I've been thinking about you a lot, today." Austin whispered.
"Oh, I know... I saw the texts... and the pics..."
I was now leading him to our bedroom.
He took his boxer briefs off before lying down on his stomach, naked. His ass looked amazing. The two birth marks that I loved so much were asking to be taken care of.
I was about to start with a massage, and then... Who knows where this might take us?
[MORE TO CUM]
Hi guys, I hope you enjoy the story so far! As you know, I love slow-builds and the story will get crazier in the following chapters... Are you ready for some twists and turns!?
Chapter 5: Drive safe (Part 2)
He was already kissing my foreskin. He seemed sure enough. My cock was rising up fast and hard, already poking against Austin's cheeks.
It was not his first blowjob, but it was always a special occasion.
I felt his lips locking around my cockhead. I knew I was already leaving precum in his mouth. He worked his tongue around my edges.
"Mmmm... Austin..."
I looked down but not too often.
Just seeing him going up and down my cock was enough to make me jizz and I sure wanted this moment to last, especially as I saw how hard he was himself while he was bobbing on my cock. He used one hand to stroke my dick and the other to stroke himself.
"Play with my balls too..." I pleaded at some point.
Austin happily obliged.
"Do you like that, daddy?" He winked at me.
That was funny, him, calling me daddy. I smiled. It was just playfulness; it did not mean anything. I loved it.
"Show me how good you can really suck a dick." I heard me say.
The words acted like a switch in Austin's brain.
From this moment on, he went hard and deep on my cock. I was far from packing his nine inches, although I was on the larger side of the spectrum when it comes to dick sizes, but trust me, it was still impressive to see him swallowing my (nearly) seven inches, hard, throbbing and leaking.
His nose was reaching the base of my shaft and my pubic hair.
"Fuck yeah..."
The gargling sounds were so fucking exciting, and doing this in a somewhat risky environment was making the entire thing even more of a turn-on.
I was fully aware that despite my best efforts, I would certainly not last long.
"Look at me, Austin. I'm gonna cum..."
I wanted to see his blue eyes as my milk would be sprayed all over his face.
He stared right at me and stroked my cock harder. He did even better than that. He asked for my spunk.
"Come on, babe, jizz on my face, I want it."
"Fuck, Austin, fuck..."
"You like that when I act dirty like that?"
"Damn... What are you doing to me... I'm so close..."
"Cream my face, babe, right now, I'm your slut."
"Aaaah...."
"I'm begging you Tyler, cum on my jock's face!"
He stuck his tongue out. I exploded at these words, properly painting his face white.
The first stream of thick cum covered his entire left cheek, the second hit his forehead, the third and fourth ended-up right on his tongue and opened lips, and the rest flew away, God knows where, as I was closing my eyes in a state of trance.
You want to know the best part?
When I opened my eyes again, Austin had creamed himself too! Apparently, he had loved being on the giving hand -- or rather giving mouth -- of the blowjob.
We looked around at the mess in the car and on our clothes and started laughing.
"I guess we can drive safely now." Austin ended-up saying.
"Yeap. I think this release was necessary before going back on the road."
I picked up a thick droplet of cum on his cheek and licked it. I told you; I was feeling naughty!
Do not get me wrong though, things between Austin and I were not only about sex.
When we came home that night, we cuddled together for a long time as we were talking about life, politics and the upcoming issues of Garuto.
A rare and sweet taste of happiness.
But let's be real... We did have sex again a couple of hours later and Austin pounded my ass right before we fell asleep. I guess a lot of our relationship was ultimately about sex at that time... Who could blame us?
Besides, I did not have much other things to care about. I was still jobless and dutifully rejected at every interview I was taking.
Even if I wanted to lie about my past, the testimony and the trial against the Southern California Prison System had somewhat become viral and I knew that my identity of "ex-convicted" would be found out sooner than later.
I had given up on an office job at this point and I was at a stage where I was spending a couple afternoons a week walking through various bars and clubs in the hope that I could get a job which would let me sufficient time to focus on my writing.
It was during that period of my life, - probably because I had a lot of time on my hands -, that I started to write what would later become "My First Year in College".
It was a very different version than the one you were able to read and the story would be finished and published only years later...
I had told Ralph that Austin was not thrilled with the idea of me working with him, but I still helped him with some ideas (basically, that he should purchase some good jockstraps and some butt plugs), and he started developing his X-rated page on his own.
Truly, he was the talent, he did not really need me.
Ralph wanted me to be more committed though, he did not like the whole social media thing and he was lost on his own, the "Nine Inches King" did not know where to start to find a reliable "manager".
As I promised Austin that I would not get too involved, I had to keep my distance with my ex-cellmate.
I did send him the social media links of a rising star in the business, a straight dude named Carlos from New-York City, to give him some pointers.
Apparently, the guy had seen his revenues growing from 2K to 60K a month in the span of a year.
It makes you think, right?
In the end, I was spending a lot of my time alone in the apartment as Austin was working a lot.
To distract myself from my writing, I could count on some entertainment provided by Allison or Sergio going for a swim. I was friendly with them and we would get together for a lunch from times to times but I would not go as far as calling them friends.
At least, not yet.
But as I said, they did provide the entertainment. Allison was regularly arguing with Mrs. Smith in the middle of the apartment complex for the silliest stuff. Namely, the size of the Allison's bikinis appeared to be a problem for our older neighbour.
"The pool belongs to everyone in here! You have no place asking me to leave. But please, come down here! Be my guest!" Allison was screaming at the apartment next to mine.
"This is a family building!" Mrs Smith was yelling back.
"Where do you see children? Eh?! Do you have some hidden in your home? I would not be too surprised!"
"Good Lord! Little Barbie! I'm just asking for you to have some sort of decency and cover yourself."
"IN A POOL! Are you hearing yourself? I should wear a coat diving in?"
At this moment, Mrs. Smith slammed her own door and Allison effectively jumped in the pool. To be fair, the bikini she was wearing that time was so small that you could almost see his vagina lips.
Sergio was no better and he was certainly not against wandering around in what looked more like man thongs than anything else.
To give me something else to look for, and because I could tell that he needed it, I invited my older brother to spend a few days with us.
Given how fast Ryan had told me yes, I knew that I had been right and that he was very overwhelmed with his children. I loved my nephews very much but three kids at home, I did not envy my brother one bit.
It was decided that Ryan would come spend a few days with us before the end of the month of May. Austin was glad, he was getting along with my big brother very well.
He was not so happy when I finally heard back from one of my job's interviews...
"Look who just wrote to me."
I showed him the e-mail from the owner of "the Man Cave" a somewhat sleazy gay bar / club, not so far from Hollywood Boulevard.
"Really, Ty? The Man Cave?"
"Well, yeah. It's just a bar tending job, not a stripper gig."
Austin shrugged his shoulders.
"You're sure you really want to do that?"
"Of course not, Austin! What do you think? I wish I could have kept my job as a therapist although I was arguably very bad at it. I wish I could already focus on my writing. But in the meantime, I have to do something to make some money, and from the hundreds of job applications I sent out, this is my only yes. Well, there is this, and Burger King."
Austin patted my shoulders. We were both in our underwear, as always when we were alone in our apartment.
"You don't have to work right now. Why the rush? I can pay the rent for the two of us. And you can write!"
I rolled my eyes.
"How is it so difficult for you to understand that I don't want to be dependent from you, from anyone actually. And before you get started, this has nothing to do with trust or love or anything else. This is just about making my own money. Besides, I have visited the place for the interview, it looked okay, mostly older dudes were in there."
"Look, Ty. I'm not trying to control you. I just want to make sure that, if you need more time to find something which would suit you better, you know that you can. But if you want to take the job, go ahead, I trust you."
"I just need a reason to leave the apartment at this point. Between working in a fast-food chain restaurant or this, I do choose the Man Cave."
I chuckled when I realized how that sounded. Austin smiled too.
"Perfect then!" He said, being ironical.
"And really, Austin, you would prefer for me to work with Ralph?"
"In porn?"
"Yeah."
"Well, no. I confirm that I would not prefer that." Austin replied, a little mad.
"It's not like I'm committing too much to this job. If it's too cringy, I'll just leave. I met with one of the bartenders there during my job interview, I think his name was Jasper, and he seemed nice. I was doing some bartending during my college years here, it was fine."
Austin seemed about to say something but he changed his mind. Instead, he kissed me. Good move on his part.
"Ok then. I told you; I trust you."
I kissed him back.
"How was work today?"
"It was okay. The construction might be delayed again... I am trying to keep everyone calm, the team is stressing out."
I was kissing his neck.
"I can tell that you're under a lot of pressure."
"I'm fine."
"Want my help to release some of it?"
His annoyed face turned into a cheeky smile.
"I guess it could not hurt."
"A massage maybe?"
I was already starting to caress his pecs. They were firm. I pinched his right nipple.
"I've been thinking about you a lot, today." Austin whispered.
"Oh, I know... I saw the texts... and the pics..."
I was now leading him to our bedroom.
He took his boxer briefs off before lying down on his stomach, naked. His ass looked amazing. The two birth marks that I loved so much were asking to be taken care of.
I was about to start with a massage, and then... Who knows where this might take us?
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Hi guys, I hope you enjoy the story so far! As you know, I love slow-builds and the story will get crazier in the following chapters... Are you ready for some twists and turns!?
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I was about to give up hope of getting anymore of the ”Austin” story and lo and behold yesterday, boom! You dropped chapter 5 in 2 parts on us. I chewed through those in no time flat. Thanks for that TL. Cheers!
Carlos....why do I have the feeling we know him from somewhere else?
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No idea. But I’m not on Patreon so I haven’t read all his stories. But I’m sure he is going to have a larger roll to play here in Austin’s year.
I confirm that Carlos who is mentioned here is the same Carlos from the story "From Homophobe to Homo".
I I love your interconnectedness of your universe
Yeah, honestly. Too bad there was one other story that got deleted from this forum
RIP to "For the Love of God" ahah
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MY FIRST YEAR WITH AUSTIN
Chapter 6: The Man Cave (Part 1)
I was massaging my man's body with scented (and consumable!) oils. Austin was lying on his stomach, looking amazing as usual.
I took care of his neck and his broad shoulders first. I rubbed his biceps. They made me feel so secure.
His back, next. Muscular and strong. I went in deep to make him feel good.
I took my time around Austin's lumbar region.
He was moaning softly sometimes, semi-falling asleep.
I was looking at his ass the whole way through the massage, Austin was offering me some cake. I stopped myself as I reached one of his two birth marks, the one situated right between his bum and his lower-back.
I got naked too at this point.
I massaged Austin's hairy large thighs. The oil was making them looked even better, yummier.
I was hard. Who would not be?
I went down to his calves and his feet. He moaned a little bit louder as I was massaging his soles so I spent a little more time there.
I even kissed his toes.
I was playful. I rubbed my heard dick against his feet. I am not even sure that he noticed. Austin was in his own little world.
After some more toes sucking, I resumed my massage, alternating between caressing him and kissing him. I was licking his calves, up to his thighs, and suddenly my tongue was pressed against his second birth mark, the one situated right next to his hairy ass-crack.
"Mmmm.... Ty..."
I remembered the first time I had rimmed Austin.
He was drunk, it was New Year's Eve.
Who would have thought my nose would have found its way back into this tasty ass-crack more than ten years later?
I spread his ass with my hands, semi-massaging his ass-cheeks, right before burying my tongue in the crack.
"Keep going..." He mumbled.
I did.
I rimmed his asshole. Properly. He was all oiled-up. His pink hole was slimy, shining even. I ate it up.
I had been thinking about fucking Austin for a while at that point but I did not know if he was ready, if he wanted it.
Austin had already acted as a submissive for me, he had also blown my cock, but he had never been the "bottom" in that sense. Austin was still a virgin and that made the thought of sodomizing his ass for the very first time even more exciting.
I did not know if he had ever fingered himself.
Probably, right? Just to try it!
I pushed my tongue deeper in his hole. I searched his anal cavity. I let the oil slide inside.
"Fuck yeah... Ty... Mmmm... That feels so nice, babe."
I kept going. His hole was winking at me.
At the same time, I resumed using my hands, I was still massaging and caressing him. I could not see his dick because Austin was lying on his stomach but I knew for sure that he was hard.
I spanked him.
"Bad boy!" I said as a joke.
"Hmmm..."
I rimmed him again but I was also getting my fingers closer to his hole. His pucker was like a drug, I could not get enough.
Just like I had rubbed my cock against his feet earlier, I started rubbing my cock against his butt. First, his ass-cheek, smearing a line of precum on his birthmarks, and then, right in his ass-crack, getting so very closed to his throbbing anus, humping him.
Austin did not push back. On the contrary, he seemed all in.
I kissed his lower back again. His top birth mark. His second birth mark. I was semi stroking my cock all over his legs.
I did massage his arms, his feet again, other parts of his body, but my hands would always find their ways back to his ass, more specifically to his hole.
After more rimming and rubbing, (and more moaning from Austin!), my index ended-up pressing against his hole.
Without truly processing it, it just happened. My finger was swallowed in. For the first time, it was not my tongue, but my finger feeling-up his anal tunnel.
"Mmmm.... Ty..."
"You like that, Austin?"
"Yeah..."
I started to go back and forth, effectively fingering him. I was jacking off at the same time with my other hand. I kept that on for a full minute before sliding my middle finger in.
It did not go as easily as the first one but his anus swallowed it without two much difficulty. Fuck, that turned me on so much!
Austin was no longer semi-asleep now. I could hear him grunting and begging for more.
With two fingers in his hairy hole, I was seeing Austin in a whole new light. I felt privileged to be the first one servicing him this way.
When I pulled my fingers off, his hole was gaping. Just slightly, but enough to almost make me jizz. I shoved my eager tongue right back in. That musky pucker tasted delicious!
"Fuck... Ty... I think I'm gonna cum..."
Austin suddenly turned around, - he had always had a quickness with his moves, he was a great wrestler back in College -, and I now had his huge, throbbing, and leaking nine inches of meat facing me.
I thought he was offering me his dick for dessert, but Austin threw his legs up in the air.
"Babe... You're so..." I mumbled, not able to finish my sentence.
"Keep going. Keep doing what you were doing, I'm gonna cum."
He spread his legs while he was stroking his fat cock. He had rarely been that hard, his cock was like a guard's truncheon. I would gladly let him beat me up though.
I ate his ass again and then shoved the same two fingers in, going back and forth, virtually fucking him for the very first time.
My cock was irresistibly attracted to that hole.
"Austin... Should I... Do you want me to try... With my...?"
He looked at me with pleading eyes. He was about to cum.
"Not today, babe... Sorry... I... Not today..."
"That's okay, babe."
I kissed his birth-mark one last time.
"But you can keep going? I... I'm gonna..."
"I know."
I was committed to give him the best experience possible. I could see his balls contracting. I was burying my index and middle finger deep inside. Austin's anal cave was the best place I had ever ventured myself into.
I was searching for his prostate.
I found it!
"God... oh God... Ty..."
Yes, definitely, that was the G-spot.
Austin's eyes widened, surprised by this brand-new sensation opening up to him. He exploded all over his sweaty chest, some volleys of white cum even hit his eyes and lips. That was a strong orgasm! I would say eight or nine thick loads.
I pulled my fingers off from his eager ass and I aimed my dick towards him.
I had been ready to cum for a while. I sprayed my own loads all over his chest and face as well, mixing his sperm with mine.
The poor Austin was drenched!
He was sheepishly smiling though.
By the end, he could barely open-up his eyes and his lips were fully coated.
"Damn, that was a nice message." He chuckled, swallowing some jizz in the process.
Was he eating his own jizz or mine? We could not tell. We did not really care either.
I kissed him full mouth. We swapped some of that nutritious cum. I loved him so much. This was perfect.
We took a shower together afterwards and we fell asleep in each other's arms thirty minutes later.
At this moment, I knew exactly why I had been waiting for this kind of moments for ten damn years.
The next few days were pretty much of the same. I was writing during the day, texting (or sexting) with Austin, chatting with Janice too, and once Austin would be back home, we would have sex and cuddle for the most part of the night.
Fingering him did not become a habit but it could happen, when we both felt like it. It was just a new possibility in our sex journey.
I was starting my job at the "Man Cave" the next Saturday. I thought it was sort of funny to start exploring Austin's cave around the same period.
When I mentioned that to Austin, he did not find it as funny as I thought. It turned out that my boyfriend was still a bit reluctant to have me working at a gay bar.
I am sure that Austin was jealous and a bit possessive, but he was claiming that he was only worried about me.
Besides, he was complaining that the shifts were not great as they did not align with his schedules, which was only partly true because I had two shifts at night on Thursdays and Saturdays, but I had made sure to take the afternoons and very early evenings the rest of the week.
Anyway, on Saturday, after another fucking session with Austin which pretty much lasted the whole afternoon (he pounded my ass twice and bred me once), I went to the "Man Cave" for my first night officially working there.
Jasper, the guy I had already met in my interview, would be training me for the first few days.
I had already worked at a gay bar in my College days so I knew what I was doing but it did not hurt to refresh my memories.
Also, Jasper was nice. Like most of the other barmen, he was younger than me, in his early twenties. I was surprised when he mentioned that he had already been working there "for three years."
I was not surprised that he was very much appreciated among the clients though.
Jasper was a hottie. Curly blond hair, green eyes, very light freckles on his nose, and although he was rather slim, he was wearing some (very) tight black t-shirts which showed that he was clearly fit. His nipples were poking through the fabric.
The black t-shirt was the mandatory uniform of the place. The owner made sure we were all wearing a top two sizes smaller for our frame to make sure our assets would pop and keep the clients happy...
You bet that I could not wait to share this with Austin... Maybe he did not need to know every single detail after all.
"New in L.A.?" Jasper asked me while I was preparing a list of cocktails that he had listed me.
"Not really. I've just moved back here but I had already lived in L.A. for a few years before."
"You missed the vegan restaurants too much? You had to come back?" Jasper asked with a grin.
"Not really. My boyfriend had to move here for a job, a one-year contract thing."
"Subtle way to tell me you have a boyfriend. Duly noted. I'll keep my hands off." Jasper said. "Too bad."
Only then, I realized he might have been trying to flirt with me otherwise. To tell the truth, I was flattered.
"You're single?" I asked him.
"More or less. I mean, I'm a gay man living in Los Angeles and working at a sugar daddy's bar."
"A sugar daddy's bar?"
"You'll see... Our clientele is almost exclusively wealthy older dudes who are looking for a twink to take home, and younger guys looking for a sugar daddy to take care of them."
I was not too sure if he was serious, Jasper was always joking around, but I quickly found out that this statement was mostly true.
Practically not one guy under the age of 25 was paying for his own drinks in the "Man Cave", there was always a man in a fancy suit offering. Sometimes, that rich man was wearing a wedding ring.
I did not mind. After everything I had been through, I was no one to judge.
[Chapter 6 continues below]
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MY FIRST YEAR WITH AUSTIN
Chapter 6: The Man Cave (Part 1)
I was massaging my man's body with scented (and consumable!) oils. Austin was lying on his stomach, looking amazing as usual.
I took care of his neck and his broad shoulders first. I rubbed his biceps. They made me feel so secure.
His back, next. Muscular and strong. I went in deep to make him feel good.
I took my time around Austin's lumbar region.
He was moaning softly sometimes, semi-falling asleep.
I was looking at his ass the whole way through the massage, Austin was offering me some cake. I stopped myself as I reached one of his two birth marks, the one situated right between his bum and his lower-back.
I got naked too at this point.
I massaged Austin's hairy large thighs. The oil was making them looked even better, yummier.
I was hard. Who would not be?
I went down to his calves and his feet. He moaned a little bit louder as I was massaging his soles so I spent a little more time there.
I even kissed his toes.
I was playful. I rubbed my heard dick against his feet. I am not even sure that he noticed. Austin was in his own little world.
After some more toes sucking, I resumed my massage, alternating between caressing him and kissing him. I was licking his calves, up to his thighs, and suddenly my tongue was pressed against his second birth mark, the one situated right next to his hairy ass-crack.
"Mmmm.... Ty..."
I remembered the first time I had rimmed Austin.
He was drunk, it was New Year's Eve.
Who would have thought my nose would have found its way back into this tasty ass-crack more than ten years later?
I spread his ass with my hands, semi-massaging his ass-cheeks, right before burying my tongue in the crack.
"Keep going..." He mumbled.
I did.
I rimmed his asshole. Properly. He was all oiled-up. His pink hole was slimy, shining even. I ate it up.
I had been thinking about fucking Austin for a while at that point but I did not know if he was ready, if he wanted it.
Austin had already acted as a submissive for me, he had also blown my cock, but he had never been the "bottom" in that sense. Austin was still a virgin and that made the thought of sodomizing his ass for the very first time even more exciting.
I did not know if he had ever fingered himself.
Probably, right? Just to try it!
I pushed my tongue deeper in his hole. I searched his anal cavity. I let the oil slide inside.
"Fuck yeah... Ty... Mmmm... That feels so nice, babe."
I kept going. His hole was winking at me.
At the same time, I resumed using my hands, I was still massaging and caressing him. I could not see his dick because Austin was lying on his stomach but I knew for sure that he was hard.
I spanked him.
"Bad boy!" I said as a joke.
"Hmmm..."
I rimmed him again but I was also getting my fingers closer to his hole. His pucker was like a drug, I could not get enough.
Just like I had rubbed my cock against his feet earlier, I started rubbing my cock against his butt. First, his ass-cheek, smearing a line of precum on his birthmarks, and then, right in his ass-crack, getting so very closed to his throbbing anus, humping him.
Austin did not push back. On the contrary, he seemed all in.
I kissed his lower back again. His top birth mark. His second birth mark. I was semi stroking my cock all over his legs.
I did massage his arms, his feet again, other parts of his body, but my hands would always find their ways back to his ass, more specifically to his hole.
After more rimming and rubbing, (and more moaning from Austin!), my index ended-up pressing against his hole.
Without truly processing it, it just happened. My finger was swallowed in. For the first time, it was not my tongue, but my finger feeling-up his anal tunnel.
"Mmmm.... Ty..."
"You like that, Austin?"
"Yeah..."
I started to go back and forth, effectively fingering him. I was jacking off at the same time with my other hand. I kept that on for a full minute before sliding my middle finger in.
It did not go as easily as the first one but his anus swallowed it without two much difficulty. Fuck, that turned me on so much!
Austin was no longer semi-asleep now. I could hear him grunting and begging for more.
With two fingers in his hairy hole, I was seeing Austin in a whole new light. I felt privileged to be the first one servicing him this way.
When I pulled my fingers off, his hole was gaping. Just slightly, but enough to almost make me jizz. I shoved my eager tongue right back in. That musky pucker tasted delicious!
"Fuck... Ty... I think I'm gonna cum..."
Austin suddenly turned around, - he had always had a quickness with his moves, he was a great wrestler back in College -, and I now had his huge, throbbing, and leaking nine inches of meat facing me.
I thought he was offering me his dick for dessert, but Austin threw his legs up in the air.
"Babe... You're so..." I mumbled, not able to finish my sentence.
"Keep going. Keep doing what you were doing, I'm gonna cum."
He spread his legs while he was stroking his fat cock. He had rarely been that hard, his cock was like a guard's truncheon. I would gladly let him beat me up though.
I ate his ass again and then shoved the same two fingers in, going back and forth, virtually fucking him for the very first time.
My cock was irresistibly attracted to that hole.
"Austin... Should I... Do you want me to try... With my...?"
He looked at me with pleading eyes. He was about to cum.
"Not today, babe... Sorry... I... Not today..."
"That's okay, babe."
I kissed his birth-mark one last time.
"But you can keep going? I... I'm gonna..."
"I know."
I was committed to give him the best experience possible. I could see his balls contracting. I was burying my index and middle finger deep inside. Austin's anal cave was the best place I had ever ventured myself into.
I was searching for his prostate.
I found it!
"God... oh God... Ty..."
Yes, definitely, that was the G-spot.
Austin's eyes widened, surprised by this brand-new sensation opening up to him. He exploded all over his sweaty chest, some volleys of white cum even hit his eyes and lips. That was a strong orgasm! I would say eight or nine thick loads.
I pulled my fingers off from his eager ass and I aimed my dick towards him.
I had been ready to cum for a while. I sprayed my own loads all over his chest and face as well, mixing his sperm with mine.
The poor Austin was drenched!
He was sheepishly smiling though.
By the end, he could barely open-up his eyes and his lips were fully coated.
"Damn, that was a nice message." He chuckled, swallowing some jizz in the process.
Was he eating his own jizz or mine? We could not tell. We did not really care either.
I kissed him full mouth. We swapped some of that nutritious cum. I loved him so much. This was perfect.
We took a shower together afterwards and we fell asleep in each other's arms thirty minutes later.
At this moment, I knew exactly why I had been waiting for this kind of moments for ten damn years.
The next few days were pretty much of the same. I was writing during the day, texting (or sexting) with Austin, chatting with Janice too, and once Austin would be back home, we would have sex and cuddle for the most part of the night.
Fingering him did not become a habit but it could happen, when we both felt like it. It was just a new possibility in our sex journey.
I was starting my job at the "Man Cave" the next Saturday. I thought it was sort of funny to start exploring Austin's cave around the same period.
When I mentioned that to Austin, he did not find it as funny as I thought. It turned out that my boyfriend was still a bit reluctant to have me working at a gay bar.
I am sure that Austin was jealous and a bit possessive, but he was claiming that he was only worried about me.
Besides, he was complaining that the shifts were not great as they did not align with his schedules, which was only partly true because I had two shifts at night on Thursdays and Saturdays, but I had made sure to take the afternoons and very early evenings the rest of the week.
Anyway, on Saturday, after another fucking session with Austin which pretty much lasted the whole afternoon (he pounded my ass twice and bred me once), I went to the "Man Cave" for my first night officially working there.
Jasper, the guy I had already met in my interview, would be training me for the first few days.
I had already worked at a gay bar in my College days so I knew what I was doing but it did not hurt to refresh my memories.
Also, Jasper was nice. Like most of the other barmen, he was younger than me, in his early twenties. I was surprised when he mentioned that he had already been working there "for three years."
I was not surprised that he was very much appreciated among the clients though.
Jasper was a hottie. Curly blond hair, green eyes, very light freckles on his nose, and although he was rather slim, he was wearing some (very) tight black t-shirts which showed that he was clearly fit. His nipples were poking through the fabric.
The black t-shirt was the mandatory uniform of the place. The owner made sure we were all wearing a top two sizes smaller for our frame to make sure our assets would pop and keep the clients happy...
You bet that I could not wait to share this with Austin... Maybe he did not need to know every single detail after all.
"New in L.A.?" Jasper asked me while I was preparing a list of cocktails that he had listed me.
"Not really. I've just moved back here but I had already lived in L.A. for a few years before."
"You missed the vegan restaurants too much? You had to come back?" Jasper asked with a grin.
"Not really. My boyfriend had to move here for a job, a one-year contract thing."
"Subtle way to tell me you have a boyfriend. Duly noted. I'll keep my hands off." Jasper said. "Too bad."
Only then, I realized he might have been trying to flirt with me otherwise. To tell the truth, I was flattered.
"You're single?" I asked him.
"More or less. I mean, I'm a gay man living in Los Angeles and working at a sugar daddy's bar."
"A sugar daddy's bar?"
"You'll see... Our clientele is almost exclusively wealthy older dudes who are looking for a twink to take home, and younger guys looking for a sugar daddy to take care of them."
I was not too sure if he was serious, Jasper was always joking around, but I quickly found out that this statement was mostly true.
Practically not one guy under the age of 25 was paying for his own drinks in the "Man Cave", there was always a man in a fancy suit offering. Sometimes, that rich man was wearing a wedding ring.
I did not mind. After everything I had been through, I was no one to judge.
[Chapter 6 continues below]
MY FIRST YEAR WITH AUSTIN
Chapter 6: The Man Cave (Part 2)
Overall, the first night went well. Aside from Jasper, the other guys working there -- either College students or aspiring actors trying to make it in Hollywood -- were all pretty nice, and admittedly cute. The owner of the place knew what he was doing.
I was heavily hit on by a "sugar daddy". This was awkward but ultimately, this might have been a good thing for my ego. For the first time in my life, I was starting to feel old around these youngsters' bartenders.
It was stupid but I was glad some of the clients were still taking an interest in me.
Because we were closing the place, Jasper offered me a beer before we left. We could not drink during service but we were finally done with work.
I was exhausted.
At this point, it was only the two of us in the bar. We sat on a stage situated right in the middle of the main area where people could dance (and flirt) (and make out).
"That's where we have the shows. Usually on Saturdays, drag queens, but you'll see on Thursdays, we have strippers performing here. Next week will be good ones, Batman and Robin."
"Cannot wait to meet Batman!" I said, sipping on my beer.
"I think Robin is way hotter but I'll let you make up your own mind." Jasper replied, winking at me. "Can I ask you a personal question?"
I chuckled.
"You're going to ask me about prison, aren't you?"
I was expecting it, I had come clean about having served my time during my job interviews. Jasper smiled at me.
"No. Although, I'm definitely curious about that too. I was going to ask why you left L.A. in the first place?"
"Oh... Well. I guess for the same reason I came back. For a boy. I met someone, we got engaged, and I joined him in San Francisco."
"A different guy than your current boyfriend?"
"Yeah. He broke the engagement while I was locked up. I can hardly blame him though and in retrospect, it was probably for the best. I guess we can say that I've had a few messy years."
"I saw the audition on YouTube."
I knew exactly what he was referring too. I had never watched the footage back. It was still a very traumatic experience for me, describing the abuse I had endured by the warden and guards.
"Oh God..." I looked at the ceiling.
"For what it is worth, I thought you were very brave. A lot of things are fucked up in this country and the prison system is certainly one of them."
Jasper finished his beer.
"Thanks. Really, I've really appreciated your help today, you made it so much easier for me." I told him.
"A first day at a new job is always tough. I'm glad you thought that was okay. You'll see, the team here is very cool and the tips are good. The owner can be a pain in the ass but he's not a bad lad. And the clientele, well, you'll just have to learn to teach them how to keep their distance."
"I bet you get hit on a lot, and quite hard, in here."
"Not only in here!" Jasper replied with another wink.
He was a cheeky guy. We ended the night here.
I came back home at around 4 am and Austin was sleeping. I was glad that he had not spent the whole night worrying about me and waiting on me.
He semi-woke up when I joined him in bed, naked, after a quick shower.
"Everything's gone well?" He mumbled, extending his arm to cuddle me.
I was the little spoon most of the times.
"Yeah, the team is cool and the job is fine."
He kissed me on the cheek.
"I'm glad. Let's talk tomorrow."
I fell asleep instantly. I always felt secure in my boyfriend's arms.
When I retold my evening at the "Man Cave" during breakfast the next day -- I woke up still very tired at 11am -- I talked to Austin about everything, except for the old dude hitting on me and the strippers' night to come.
No need to get him concerned about that while we were in such a good place. Besides, I knew that I was not doing anything wrong.
We spent the Sunday afternoon with Janice and Richard, they had extra tickets for the opening of an Art gallery.
When they had mentioned "de Pronto" among the artists featured, the dots did not connect right away, but we stumbled upon Allison and Sergio as soon as we got inside the gallery.
Of course, Danny de Pronto was the photographer responsible for the lewdest portrait I had ever seen hanging in anyone's living room!
The first meeting between Janice and Richard in their fancy attires and Allison and Sergio walking into an Art show in basically underwear was pretty much the definition of two worlds colliding.
To be fair, my neighbours were not really wandering around in underwear, - actually, I was pretty sure that they were NOT wearing any -, but Allison's micro pink dress and Sergio jeans shorts and loose singlet did not leave much to the imagination.
Those two really were shameless and I enjoyed them more and more for it.
You should have seen the look on Janice's face when Allison and Sergio ran us towards us and gave Austin and I a long hug.
They were pretty hands on! Just their style.
"Janice, those are our neighbours, Allison and Sergio. They are both working in Entertainment."
Allison practically jumped on Janice to hug her.
Again, the face of Janice killed me. I mean, I did have mention to her how warm and "friendly" my neighbours were. Still, she did not expect such a demonstrative welcome.
Sergio did the same with Richard, practically grabbing his ass when he said hello, but Richard reacted with his usual phlegm. Nothing could phase this guy, he seemed at ease in any environment.
"Very pleased to meet you." He simply said with a large smile.
If this first encounter was awkward, we quickly realized that the Gallery opening was not only about Art, but it was about Nude Art specifically.
All around us, in every single room, there were white and black life-sized photographs of boobs, asses, pussies, cocks... We were literally surrounded by genitals! Maybe Sergio and Allison were wearing the appropriate clothing after all!
Not only that, in the third room, we were suddenly faced with a naked version of the both of them.
FULL FRONTAL.
I was less uncomfortable than Janice who was fully blushing, but it was quite something to walk towards Sergio's exposed long and thick flaccid cock.
The photograph was hung up in a way that his dick was literally at your eyes level and served as the main attraction in the room.
Sergio (the one in real life) was very happy to walk amongst the people watching him posing full-nude.
I mean, he was a true piece of art. His furry chest, his bushy pubic hair, his rock-hard abs, and that big piece of sausage and meat-balls handing low between his thighs.
I was barely paying attention to the nude Allison standing right next to him.
If this was still ever in question: I was definitely gay!
"What do you think, guys? Is not de Pronto's work incredible?"
"Incredible. That's definitely the word I was looking for." I said, quite mesmerized by the sight.
"That's... hum... That's bold." Janice blurted out.
"Bold indeed!" Sergio exclaimed, grabbing his bulge.
The real one, I mean.
"Ty? Are you still with us?" Austin passed his hand before my eyes to catch my attention.
Fuck.
Maybe, I was a bit too obvious about my staring.
I chuckled.
"Yeah, sorry. I was... Hum... I was..."
"Admiring the art." Richard completed to get me out of the awkward moment.
"They have a version of this photograph shot from the back at their place."
Austin told Janice.
"And you are of course invited anytime to see it!" Allison said.
Janice did not seem too excited to visit them but Richard promised they would love to come by.
I just held Austin's hand to show him I was still only interested by him. What a hypocrite he was though! I could tell that he was glancing at Allison's crotch, both the one in real life and the nude portrait.
Janice and Richard left early to meet with their wedding planner and we went to watch the sunset with Sergio and Allison. We were in the middle of May so the beaches were not too busy and the weather was excellent.
We ended-up spending the evening with them and I thought that we were about to have a foursome with our neighbours.
We did not though.
Austin and I's intimacy was a special treat, only for the two of us. We were a bit drunk and a bit horny when we came home. Who is surprised?
Austin fucked me against the kitchen's counter and I fingered him on the couch. We both jizzed some creamy loads and we decided to go to bed early.
Around 10 PM though, Austin got a phone call and locked himself up in the bathroom.
I did not make much of it at first but I heard him raise his voice and it went on for a while.
I got worried.
When he finally got out, he seemed distraught and he had teary eyes. I rushed towards my boyfriend.
"What's happening, babe? Is everything all right?"
"Yeah... yeah..."
I made him look at me.
"Clearly not, Austin... What's going on? Please, I only want to help you."
A tear fell down his cheek. I had to insist some more before he told me anything.
"My mom is sick. I... I think have to go back to the East Coast. I mean, just for a few days to make sure everything is fine."
"Oh God... I'm so sorry. What is it?"
"It's not clear, she has to run tests... I... I don't want to go into details, I don't know much."
He was shaking. I held him in my arms.
"Well, I'll go with you. We'll deal with whatever this is. Ok?"
"No... I... You've just started a new job. Your brother is supposed to come here next week. And I... I think I'd rather go alone, just to assess the situation. Maybe that's nothing."
I looked at him. I was heartbroken.
"I don't care about my new job. And I can visit my brother instead of him coming here. I want to be there for you."
"Please. Those kind of stuff... I prefer to deal with them alone, in private. My family is not used to see me with a guy. I hope you understand."
I wiped a tear off his cheek.
"Of course, this is not about me, but I... What can I do?"
He smiled at me.
"Let's just cuddle all night before I leave tomorrow. I'll go book a ticket now. I... I'm sorry I have to leave like this. I also have to call work to plan working remotely for a few days."
Life really is a bitch, I thought. Just when everything was going so well! I tried to remain calm though, I had to be strong for Austin.
If only I had know what was really happening...
[MORE TO CUM]
Chapter 6: The Man Cave (Part 2)
Overall, the first night went well. Aside from Jasper, the other guys working there -- either College students or aspiring actors trying to make it in Hollywood -- were all pretty nice, and admittedly cute. The owner of the place knew what he was doing.
I was heavily hit on by a "sugar daddy". This was awkward but ultimately, this might have been a good thing for my ego. For the first time in my life, I was starting to feel old around these youngsters' bartenders.
It was stupid but I was glad some of the clients were still taking an interest in me.
Because we were closing the place, Jasper offered me a beer before we left. We could not drink during service but we were finally done with work.
I was exhausted.
At this point, it was only the two of us in the bar. We sat on a stage situated right in the middle of the main area where people could dance (and flirt) (and make out).
"That's where we have the shows. Usually on Saturdays, drag queens, but you'll see on Thursdays, we have strippers performing here. Next week will be good ones, Batman and Robin."
"Cannot wait to meet Batman!" I said, sipping on my beer.
"I think Robin is way hotter but I'll let you make up your own mind." Jasper replied, winking at me. "Can I ask you a personal question?"
I chuckled.
"You're going to ask me about prison, aren't you?"
I was expecting it, I had come clean about having served my time during my job interviews. Jasper smiled at me.
"No. Although, I'm definitely curious about that too. I was going to ask why you left L.A. in the first place?"
"Oh... Well. I guess for the same reason I came back. For a boy. I met someone, we got engaged, and I joined him in San Francisco."
"A different guy than your current boyfriend?"
"Yeah. He broke the engagement while I was locked up. I can hardly blame him though and in retrospect, it was probably for the best. I guess we can say that I've had a few messy years."
"I saw the audition on YouTube."
I knew exactly what he was referring too. I had never watched the footage back. It was still a very traumatic experience for me, describing the abuse I had endured by the warden and guards.
"Oh God..." I looked at the ceiling.
"For what it is worth, I thought you were very brave. A lot of things are fucked up in this country and the prison system is certainly one of them."
Jasper finished his beer.
"Thanks. Really, I've really appreciated your help today, you made it so much easier for me." I told him.
"A first day at a new job is always tough. I'm glad you thought that was okay. You'll see, the team here is very cool and the tips are good. The owner can be a pain in the ass but he's not a bad lad. And the clientele, well, you'll just have to learn to teach them how to keep their distance."
"I bet you get hit on a lot, and quite hard, in here."
"Not only in here!" Jasper replied with another wink.
He was a cheeky guy. We ended the night here.
I came back home at around 4 am and Austin was sleeping. I was glad that he had not spent the whole night worrying about me and waiting on me.
He semi-woke up when I joined him in bed, naked, after a quick shower.
"Everything's gone well?" He mumbled, extending his arm to cuddle me.
I was the little spoon most of the times.
"Yeah, the team is cool and the job is fine."
He kissed me on the cheek.
"I'm glad. Let's talk tomorrow."
I fell asleep instantly. I always felt secure in my boyfriend's arms.
When I retold my evening at the "Man Cave" during breakfast the next day -- I woke up still very tired at 11am -- I talked to Austin about everything, except for the old dude hitting on me and the strippers' night to come.
No need to get him concerned about that while we were in such a good place. Besides, I knew that I was not doing anything wrong.
We spent the Sunday afternoon with Janice and Richard, they had extra tickets for the opening of an Art gallery.
When they had mentioned "de Pronto" among the artists featured, the dots did not connect right away, but we stumbled upon Allison and Sergio as soon as we got inside the gallery.
Of course, Danny de Pronto was the photographer responsible for the lewdest portrait I had ever seen hanging in anyone's living room!
The first meeting between Janice and Richard in their fancy attires and Allison and Sergio walking into an Art show in basically underwear was pretty much the definition of two worlds colliding.
To be fair, my neighbours were not really wandering around in underwear, - actually, I was pretty sure that they were NOT wearing any -, but Allison's micro pink dress and Sergio jeans shorts and loose singlet did not leave much to the imagination.
Those two really were shameless and I enjoyed them more and more for it.
You should have seen the look on Janice's face when Allison and Sergio ran us towards us and gave Austin and I a long hug.
They were pretty hands on! Just their style.
"Janice, those are our neighbours, Allison and Sergio. They are both working in Entertainment."
Allison practically jumped on Janice to hug her.
Again, the face of Janice killed me. I mean, I did have mention to her how warm and "friendly" my neighbours were. Still, she did not expect such a demonstrative welcome.
Sergio did the same with Richard, practically grabbing his ass when he said hello, but Richard reacted with his usual phlegm. Nothing could phase this guy, he seemed at ease in any environment.
"Very pleased to meet you." He simply said with a large smile.
If this first encounter was awkward, we quickly realized that the Gallery opening was not only about Art, but it was about Nude Art specifically.
All around us, in every single room, there were white and black life-sized photographs of boobs, asses, pussies, cocks... We were literally surrounded by genitals! Maybe Sergio and Allison were wearing the appropriate clothing after all!
Not only that, in the third room, we were suddenly faced with a naked version of the both of them.
FULL FRONTAL.
I was less uncomfortable than Janice who was fully blushing, but it was quite something to walk towards Sergio's exposed long and thick flaccid cock.
The photograph was hung up in a way that his dick was literally at your eyes level and served as the main attraction in the room.
Sergio (the one in real life) was very happy to walk amongst the people watching him posing full-nude.
I mean, he was a true piece of art. His furry chest, his bushy pubic hair, his rock-hard abs, and that big piece of sausage and meat-balls handing low between his thighs.
I was barely paying attention to the nude Allison standing right next to him.
If this was still ever in question: I was definitely gay!
"What do you think, guys? Is not de Pronto's work incredible?"
"Incredible. That's definitely the word I was looking for." I said, quite mesmerized by the sight.
"That's... hum... That's bold." Janice blurted out.
"Bold indeed!" Sergio exclaimed, grabbing his bulge.
The real one, I mean.
"Ty? Are you still with us?" Austin passed his hand before my eyes to catch my attention.
Fuck.
Maybe, I was a bit too obvious about my staring.
I chuckled.
"Yeah, sorry. I was... Hum... I was..."
"Admiring the art." Richard completed to get me out of the awkward moment.
"They have a version of this photograph shot from the back at their place."
Austin told Janice.
"And you are of course invited anytime to see it!" Allison said.
Janice did not seem too excited to visit them but Richard promised they would love to come by.
I just held Austin's hand to show him I was still only interested by him. What a hypocrite he was though! I could tell that he was glancing at Allison's crotch, both the one in real life and the nude portrait.
Janice and Richard left early to meet with their wedding planner and we went to watch the sunset with Sergio and Allison. We were in the middle of May so the beaches were not too busy and the weather was excellent.
We ended-up spending the evening with them and I thought that we were about to have a foursome with our neighbours.
We did not though.
Austin and I's intimacy was a special treat, only for the two of us. We were a bit drunk and a bit horny when we came home. Who is surprised?
Austin fucked me against the kitchen's counter and I fingered him on the couch. We both jizzed some creamy loads and we decided to go to bed early.
Around 10 PM though, Austin got a phone call and locked himself up in the bathroom.
I did not make much of it at first but I heard him raise his voice and it went on for a while.
I got worried.
When he finally got out, he seemed distraught and he had teary eyes. I rushed towards my boyfriend.
"What's happening, babe? Is everything all right?"
"Yeah... yeah..."
I made him look at me.
"Clearly not, Austin... What's going on? Please, I only want to help you."
A tear fell down his cheek. I had to insist some more before he told me anything.
"My mom is sick. I... I think have to go back to the East Coast. I mean, just for a few days to make sure everything is fine."
"Oh God... I'm so sorry. What is it?"
"It's not clear, she has to run tests... I... I don't want to go into details, I don't know much."
He was shaking. I held him in my arms.
"Well, I'll go with you. We'll deal with whatever this is. Ok?"
"No... I... You've just started a new job. Your brother is supposed to come here next week. And I... I think I'd rather go alone, just to assess the situation. Maybe that's nothing."
I looked at him. I was heartbroken.
"I don't care about my new job. And I can visit my brother instead of him coming here. I want to be there for you."
"Please. Those kind of stuff... I prefer to deal with them alone, in private. My family is not used to see me with a guy. I hope you understand."
I wiped a tear off his cheek.
"Of course, this is not about me, but I... What can I do?"
He smiled at me.
"Let's just cuddle all night before I leave tomorrow. I'll go book a ticket now. I... I'm sorry I have to leave like this. I also have to call work to plan working remotely for a few days."
Life really is a bitch, I thought. Just when everything was going so well! I tried to remain calm though, I had to be strong for Austin.
If only I had know what was really happening...
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