Frankie and Marcus were helping Tim move into his apartment, which was right across the hall from Frankie’s apartment. Since there were a bunch of boxes blocking the entrance to Tim’s new apartment, the trio brought some of his extra boxes into Frankie’s apartment.
“I didn’t know you had so much stuff Tim. Weren’t you barely allowed to have anything when you were in seminary?” Marcus asked, trying to catch his breath.
The recently released ex-inmate did think about all of the stuff that was moved over, and he knew that it was one person who he gave permission to handle most of the storage, “I know I told Hawk he could help with my storage while I was away, but….. It seems like he did more than I thought. I did not have many things when I was in the church, but he must have bought some stuff for me. He does have a heart sometimes.”
“I’m sure his wife LOVED that….. Seems to me like Mr. Straight has been working OVERTIME to get back in your good graces, but of course not enough to come out the glass closet he’s insistent on trying to fit in,” the former drag queen sassed.
Tim prepared himself to leave again, “Thank you both for helping me with the move, I really do appreciate it. I have to get a few more small things from the storage, but you two can just relax here while I make one last trip. Hawk titled a “movies and shows tape” box, so you two can watch that until I come back.
He soon left, and the couple were just left to their own devices. Marcus went to open the box, while he spoke to his boyfriend, “I have to say, I am getting more used to being in San Francisco. I can see myself moving here sooner, and Tim being here makes it even better.”
“You said you would move after your father passed, and it’s been a year now. I know you feel guilty about not telling him, but you can’t just live your life for other people, or you’ll be even MORE like Hawk. The only difference is that you’re not white, rich, or with a woman.” Frankie saw Marcus rummaging through the box, and got impatient, “Just grab one video, and connect it to the projector already.”
Marcus did not waste any time, as he put the film in the camera that’s a few steps away, while Frankie pulled down the projector. The 8mm camera, and the reel to reel sound player were set up, where the couple decided to sit on a couch together. As soon as everything was turned on, it became clear what they were watching.
“Why did he send him a random sex tape?” the social worker questioned.
His boyfriend realized who it was, once he saw the bump on the man’s back on the screen, recalling seeing it fresh during the war almost 3 decades ago, “Because it’s THEIR sex tape. Seems like Hawk put it all together, pulled some editing and sound tricks, and wanted to give it to him for a present. I’m assuming he got more into the p*rn stag stuff, since being married, and people being more aware of editing, now that the business is becoming more mainstream. Aren’t you a little curious about it?”
Frankie would be lying if he said that he wasn’t curious to see how the ex lovers did their thing, “I am…. Tim has to be sprung on this no-good, ain’t-sh*t man for SOME reason.”
Hawk was seen moving from the camera, and moved to make sure the reel to reel sound player was recording. He was in nothing but a tight, revealing jockstrap, which made his muscular ass stand out even more, and he laid on the mattress on the floor on all fours. There was a “Happy 27tth birthday” banner by the window, and some petals on the floor. Jazz music was playing, and he was on his hands and knees, a position that he thought years was demeaning, but he now thinks it’s one of the most empowering and masculating positions, as he doesn’t feel more like a man waiting to be dominated, which he would never admit out loud. It’s the most excited he’s felt in a long time, and is more comfortable embracing this side of him that he’s tamed for 2 decades now. The congressman started shaking his ass in anticipation; biting his bottom lip, and his cheeks reddening. Even some of the slight hairs on his relatively smooth body started poking out, as goosebumps formed on his body.
“I never knew Hawk would be on his knees waiting to be dominated first, out of the two of you. Who would have thought that the “straight” surrogate son of the Washington senator, would ever be pictured like this? You’ve NEVER been on your knees,” the former drag performer complained to his boyfriend.
Marcus gave his boyfriend a pessimistic look, “And it’s not happening. You know that I’m a man who f*ckS, and doesn’t get f*cked…… But I’ll believe it before I see it before I learn that Hawk got f*cked.” His pupils did widen at the shock, and the situation that the man on the screen refused to be in with him.
Frankie noticed the look on his boyfriend’s face, and some jealousy appeared, “Are you jealous that Hawk didn’t let you f*ck him during the war?”
“Absolutely not. The ONE thing I’m glad about is that we never hooked up,” he reassured Frankie, though a part of him was curious. Hawk assured him that he was ONLY a top, and it’s been a banter they’ve had for the last 30 years, so seeing him like this was shocking. Seeing Hawk progress ahead at an element of hom*osexuality compared to him was a weird feeling, but Marcus would be lying to himself if he never thought about bottoming, or being on his fours.
“Hawk, I know it’s my birthday, and I appreciate the roses and stuff, but it…..” the Cold War vet rambled as he entered the house, but he stopped in his tracks, and dropped the milk from his hands with the sight in front of him. He was still getting used to Hawk being on his knees, and letting Tim f*ck him, but seeing him in a speedo that shows off all the right stuff, and seeing him shake his ass in anticipation was one of the most beautiful things ever. The sunlight peeking through the blinds was hitting the older man in all the right lighting, making him look like a heavenly feature. A tent in his pants was quickly forming.
The married man turned his face around to see his flushed lover, “Happy birthday Skippy. We talked about doing a…… stag recording that will be locked up, and it’s fitting to do it for your birthday.” Almost immediately after Hawk finished speaking, he found his anus protruded by his lover’s tongue, and his muscular butt being fondled by two strong, masculine hands. Hawk immediately folded under the sheer pleasure of being dominated with Tim’s mouth and hands, which he is cursing himself for not letting himself enjoy it years ago, not caring to be quiet with his whimpers.
Tim swirled his mouth around and in Hawk’s hole, and he can tell the State Department worker douched beforehand, but must have used some sort of douche that tastes like strawberries, “Open and push out your beautiful hole.” He saw Hawk press and push his hole out, causing the Cold War vet to slide three fingers in, causing the married man to shiver his entire body as he was being protruded, “I appreciate that you used a tasty douche and lube on your ass. Makes you taste even better.”
Hawk was already leaking, his nipples hurt from being so erect, and he was losing patience, “f*ck me already birthday man! Make me surrender, and rail me Corporal Laughlin!” He intentionally husked out the last few words darkly to drive the man crazy, and he got what he wanted once he was impaled in a rigorous and deep manner. He barely repositioned himself on his knuckles, before he felt his arms go to jelly, and the whimpers coming from him were high pitched moans that he didn’t even care if they sounded feminine, as his anus was plowed mercilessly, “Ugh…… Yes….. Corporal….. Hit that spot…… f*ck me…. Fill me up Skippy…. I need more.”
The younger man felt Hawk tighten around him, as the two of their hips met one another vigorously, and he could barely muster enough to take off his pants, not even getting his shirt off. Hawk’s sexy moans brought goosebumps all over his body, and he could not help but smack Hawk’s ass, only eliciting a throaty scream, “You like that? Being pummeled on your knees down on the floor by a young soldier? So sexy and heavenly you are. Keep on giving me your ass.”
“YEESSS. I’m a TRADE slu*t for you Corporal. HARDER! HARDER,” he yelled, not caring that his vocal box was about to blow. He dealt with every punch Tim gave to his ass, loving the soreness coming from it, and being completely manhandled, so he threw his ass back just as quick and aggressively. Tim soon grabbed his neck, and tightened it, causing the married man to grab the mattress harder, as the fast impalation continued. His throat tightened around Tim’s hands, and the only sense of control Hawk had was throwing his ass back, while the tears dripped down his eyes.
After Hawk’s consciousness started to decrease as his bliss increased, Tim let go of the married man’s neck, used one hand to pull his hair back in a tight grip, and used his other hand to hold onto Hawk’s shoulder, as he dug as deep into Hawk’s bubbly ass, body and soul as possible. Hawk’s eyes rolled to the back of his head, as he enjoyed the immense pleasure of bottoming for the only man who is worth it. His body has never twitched like this in his life, and having his anus quiver uncontrollably is something he is still getting used to.
The couple were in complete awe (and slightly turned on) from what they saw, “Wow….. I’m impressed that Father Timothy Laughlin from Staten Island was the one who had Hawk buckling from getting plowed like the little bitch that Hawk truly is. I have to give Tim credit.”
Frankie did the one thing that he never thought he would do; defend Hawk, “There is nothing “bitchy” about letting a man have his way with you, and surrendering yourself to the activation of a man giving you their pleasure, body, soul, and physical prowess. Letting someone enter your most intimate body part, and giving all control to someone else is a GIFT. If anything, I gained more respect for Hawk for dropping the wall down that you weirdo aggy “tops” have. You should try it sometimes.”
He didn’t really know what to say or respond, so he found something else to do, “I’m going to make a phone call….” He dialed the phone, and immediately heard a message.
“This is Hawkins Fuller. Please leave a name, phone number, and I’ll get back to you as soon as possible.” Marcus hung up, as calling the cabin number went nowhere, and there was an awkward air in the room until he looked at the video again.
The couple were making out as Hawk’s back was pressed to the younger man, and the latter ripped the former’s jockstrap to feel the cum all over it, and the older man’s co*ck, “You’re like a faucet. No one even touched you.”
Hawk dug his hand in Tim’s hair, and used his other hand to place on top of Tim’s, who had it on his waist. He started moving his ass, and taking control of his penetration, though his legs started to shake once his prostate was hit, “OOOHHH that’s the spot! You like this ass for a birthday present. It’s yours….. I’m yours. Whenever you want.” A thickening and throbbing co*ck made it clear that there was going to be a climax soon, “Yeah, blow in my ass. I want to feel it all in my home. Don’t disappoint.”
Tim grabbed Hawk’s waist, and slammed his hips into the older man’s ass vigorously, as he felt his testicl*s tightening in preparation. He dug his fingernails in Hawk’s hips, not caring about leaving a mark, or the potential bleeding, as he growled as if his life depended on it, “You feel SO GOOD. I’m gonna breed you.” It did not take long for Tim to release his seed in the depths of Hawk’s hole, which clenched around him tighter than a glove too small.
Hawk wrapped Tim’s body and arms around him to soak it in for a while, while they laid on the mattress for about a minute or two in their sweaty forms. Tim looked to his right to see the camera, and an idea came up in his head, so he ran to get the camera, “Don’t let a drop come out.” He reappeared with the camera, and gave a closeup of Hawk’s bruised, perky ass, “Open up.” The freshly f*cked man tooted his ass up, and spread his cheeks apart, pushing his hole to let the dripping cum leave his anus, which the camera gave a closeup of, “Beautiful!”
“That was quicker than I thought it would be, but as long as the birthday boy’s as satisfied as I am, it’s a win,” Hawk muttered, trying to catch his breath. He cooed when Tim slid fingers into his cum-filled hole, and swayed his hips enjoying the friction, “Feed it to me.”
“I’ll give you a taste, but we’re nowhere near finished,” Tim mainly demanded, before flipping Hawk harshly on his back, and feeding his finger for the older man to suck, which the latter took advantage of, “I want to see your chiseled face when I enter you again.”
Hawk lapped every crevice of his finger like it was his last meal, grinning as he looked at his lover, as the sunlight was reflecting off him perfectly, “Good. It better not take you too long to get hard again. I’m not a patient man.”
He went on to kiss, lick, and suck Hawk’s feet in the way he did 5 years ago, before moving up his muscular legs, and taking a nip of a bite, “It won’t take me long to get hard again. It never does when I’m with you. I know you’re not patient, and I honestly find it cute. You have no control for once.” Hawk’s moans only inspired to tease him slowly with his minstations, but he soon found himself holsted up by the older man, and his lips were attacked by the man. Tongues started to clash, lips started to get bitten, teeth clenched against one another here and there, and goosebumps trailed his body once he tasted his own cum in Hawk’s mouth. As their hands intertwined with one another, he felt the wedding ring, and noted that he’s gonna find a way to get it off before they’re done today.
As his hands moved from Tim’s hair and face, to his body, the married man was reminded that the latter was not naked, “Why the f*ck do you still have clothes on. Take it ALL off Skippy. An abomination that you’ve been clothed for so long.” He was too impatient to take his vest and sweatshirt off properly, so Hawk ended up ripping most of them off, not caring about Tim’s destroyed clothing. Hawk was so distracted with Tim’s clothes, that he was shocked when Tim’s schlong entered him with ferocity, causing his body to spasm, and for him to scream and whimper in a high pitched voice he didn’t think he was capable of vocalizing, “FFUUUCCKK…. f*ck ME TIM!”
Heating his actual name, and the shriek he’s never heard before gave Tim all the inspiration he needed to throw his hips back and forth vigorously to fill Hawk up with as much co*ck as the latter can take. He started throbbing once he saw Hawk’s co*ck leaking sem*n already, and saw tears leaving the man’s closed eyes, “Open your beautiful eyes. The birthday boy wants to look into your blue eyes while making love to you.”
Hawk obliged, and got overwhelmed with Tim staring into his soul, and never breaking eye contact, though it was VERY overwhelming. He wrapped his legs tighter around Tim’s snatched waist, and dug his nails into the birthday boys back as he was fervently railed. Incomprehensible words and phrases left the man in his late 30s mouth, as he felt the base of Tim’s dick and testicl*s slap against his hungry hole and ass, only to only have the tip in him a second later. The base of Tim’s pubic hair tickled his tightening balls, which was a new feeling. While he was not religious, Hawk felt like in heaven, and seeing Tim work his inner gut, the light from the sun hitting every crevice of the man’s body, and his already sweaty body absorb the sweat dripping from Tim’s body was heavenly to him.
He felt Hawk's heels dig more into his back, and felt Hawk’s nails draw some blood in his back, leaving a trail as his nails moved down on his back. It only encouraged the Cold War vet to skewer his lover even more, and welcomed Hawk’s fingers in his mouth. He saw this as the opportunity to get rid of that wretched ring on his finger, so he took all of Hawk’s left ring finger, and sucked the ring off. He put it on his hand, and threw the ring, before claiming Hawk’s lips, “Tell me you like it. Tell me who and what you are.”
A pink-faced Hawk somewhat was able to get words out, as his prostate was hit, and his feet curled with each thrust, “I’m……. I’m your bottom….. I’m property….. Of Corporal….. Timothy Laughlin…… Make….. Love….. To me….. I love it….. I.. love this!” The man was completely flushed, and his eyes were crossed as he was dominated by everything Tim. Nothing could come out of his mouth, and looking at the man was too much, so he turned to the side, and just mouthed, as his throat was dry, “I love you…. I love you.”
Hawk knew that this was the day that Tim would be moving to San Francisco, based on the letters that they sent to one another throughout the last several months, and from the phone calls with Marcus. He has not heard anything yet, so he decided to dial Marcus’ number (technically Frankie’s, since Marcus hasn’t officially moved there yet, despite spending most of his time there).
It did not take long for the phone to pick up, though he heard some noise through the phone that was very distant, “This is Marcus Gaines.”
“I hope you haven’t gained any weight, due to you sitting on your ass at Frankie’s house. Anyways, I know Tim moved to San Francisco today, and I’m assuming that you helped him…….” he started speaking, though he heard a noise throughout the phone. He could not tell what it was, but it deeply unsettled him.
“Are you okay Hawk…… you never trail off mid-sentence. You either blab my ear off, or you just don’t say anything, but this is unbecoming for you,” his long-time friend responded, though Hawk could tell that Marcus was trying to play something off and hide something. “Anyways, Tim moved across from Frankie and I….. Frankie, and he’s on the road to pick up some stuff. He’s shocked that you packed a lot of stuff in the Washington storage for him.”
Hawk could feel the pestering tone from Marcus’ voice, “I told him that I would make it up to him for what I did to him with the MC Unit, and I meant it. I will help him with anything he needs, and the lawyer fees are covered. I even put some money into his future bank account, since he didn’t have one for years, which is ridiculous.”
What came from the other side of the phone was his own voice, which was disturbing, but he then heard a throttled voice….. That was his, “BREED ME SKIPPY! I SHOULD’VE LET YOU f*ck ME YEARS AGO!” Just from his memory of that day, and from rewatching it a few months ago to edit the sound and audio, Tim spilled his second seed of cum into his already cum-filled ass, and it caused him to quiver on the phone even more.
Anxiousness and fear crept through him when he realized that his gift to Tim was being played for Marcus to hear, and it did bring up some anger. But his arousal, sexual frustration, and longing for the passion caused his hormones to grow, his nipples to grow hard, his skin to form bumps, his anus to clench in desperate need, and his pants to tighten, “What……. What are you watching?”
“You titled a box that said “MOVIES” on it, and Tim told us to watch some movies while we wait for him to come back…. I don’t think he realized what “MOVIES” you were referring to. I have to say, for a man who’s told me for damn near 30 years now that you don’t bottom……. You’ve been getting plowed in every direction, and you’re taking it better than most power bottom’s I’ve ever f*cked, met, or watched on those stag movies.”
There was a long silence between the two of them, as Hawk was too busy palming himself (knowing his kids are upstairs, and Lucy left to f*ck that guy) to really respond. He started moaning through the phone, before he realized what he was doing, and brought himself back to earth, “Do you want me to apologize, since I’m not going to do that…… You should definitely try it,..... Unless you have already.”
Marcus quickly cut in, “I HAVE NOT, because I mean what I say……. But you do look like you’ve been possessed in a good way.”
“I miss it…… I’ll call you when I’m at the other house, since now I’m worked up, and I can’t….. Handle it when it’s just the kids here. Once I go to the cabin, I’ll call you, and take care of myself. Tell Tim I say hi when he returns, and tell Frankie I say hi,” he concluded the conversation.
“Goodbye Versatile Zebediah.”
“f*ck you. You’re probably jealous that you didn’t get f*cked.”
“Your personality turned me off from any interest I had in you during the war. And we’re watching Tim f*ck you to smitheries anyways.”
Hawk had a whipped cream can in his hand, and put some on his lips, which Tim licked and ate off with a passionate make out season. The married man continued the tantalizing action by putting some on his shoulder blade, where his lover made his way to suck off, giving the older man a little hickey, “I forgot about the whipped cream earlier. Thought it would be better than milk, especially for these festivities”
Tim continued licking up Hawk’s neck and jawline, before making his way to nibble on his ear, eliciting an oozing moan, “I’m gonna try something I saw people at the war do. Cling onto me like your life depends on it.” Soon after the demand, he felt muscular arms wrap around him, and he grabbed the older vet’s ass, who quickly caught the message.
Hawk wrapped his legs around Tim’s torso, and felt split in half when Tim slid into him like nothing. He clenched every body part he could to hold onto the man who was skewering him in a way that his body did not know was possible, and all he could do was squeal in delight. Feeling the younger man’s huge arms wrapped around him, furiously grabbing his globes to be split apart by the co*ck driving him crazy, and the sweat rubbing on their torsos has him believing that this is heaven. His body was like jelly, and he’s never experienced anything like this in his life; it’s overwhelming, and tears of bliss fell down his eyes, only to feel his cheekbones kissed.
He has never seen Hawk so pink in the face, crying from happiness, and having a glossy like appearance, and it was the most beautiful thing he saw, “You were meant for this. GOD, you’re so tight. I can’t wait to do this forever with you.” Lifting and manhandling a 185 lbs, 37 year old chiseled god in the air was something he never thought he could do, but he did feel like he had Hercules strength, and there was some confidence that came from surviving a war, ignoring all of the traumas, “You’re lucky I care to not bite you again….. f*ck!” Hawk’s teeth sunk into his shoulder blade, and it was electrifying, only encouraging the younger man to f*ck him harder.
The bruises on his hips, and the clawing nails digging into his ass were badges that he’s going to wear in honor, and Hawk’s anus was clenching for dear life, as he felt his prostate getting torn apart, “RAIL ME! SKIPPY, I’M YOUR whor*.” Throaty yells came from his mouth, and he felt himself pulsate, despite digging his teeth and nails into the man’s flesh. An org*sm started, and he felt himself about to collapse, “Babe, I’m gonna faint. It’s SO GOOD… TOO MUCH!” A few seconds later, his back was smashed in the wall as Tim ran them into it, and continued f*cking the life out of him, as his legs started flailing against the man and the wall. He has no idea how he’s gonna explain his red back to Lucy, and hopes she’ll never notice it. His cum was coating both of their abs, as they pressed against one another, and Hawk took the third load in his ass like a champ.
The ex-con entered the apartment, not paying attention to anything, “Hey guys. I got the rest of the stuff, and I didn’t expect it to take so long. Traffic in San Francisco is no…..” He stopped dead in his tracks once he heard Hawk’s hungry, high-pitched, sexual moans and shrieks, which takes him back to arguably the happiest period in his life…. Before things went downhill. Hawk would never be in gay San Francisco, so hearing his voice was confusing……. Until he saw the audio recorder, and the video being played…….. All he could do was smile, remembering his 27th birthday, and f*cking Hawk…….. At LEAST a dozen times.
A part of him panicked from one of his intimate moments ever being played to people….. Not in the video, but another part of him could not help but smile from the memory, and his co*ck immediately hardened, “What……. How…….” He knew Hawk was going to send him stuff, but from their photos and letters, it was going to be pictures, and he thought the movies would be…. Actual movies, but he’s welcoming this. Watching isn’t cheating, and he did tell Hawk that he was NEVER going to be celibate again.
Marcus turned around to see Tim’s dilated eyes, blush-filled face, and enlarged tent forming in his pants, causing the journalist to groan, “Hawk called to check and see if the move went well. He heard….. What we’re watching, and he said that he wanted to send you a present after being released. Frankie and I thought the “movies” box were legit movies. Never knew you were such a dominant top…. I had to joke about it with “I will never bottom Hawk,” and he said he’s going to call back soon.”
“I’m sorry. If you want us to turn it off, we can. It really was an accident, though I…… can somewhat see with a squint of my eyes what the two of you scallywags have with one another, which isn’t sheer delusion,” the therapist commented.
He saw his friend about to turn it off, but he stopped it, “No….. you don’t have to. After being stuck in jail for a year and a half, celibate for most of the 60s, and seeing how much we progressed as a community, there’s nothing wrong with embracing our sexuality, bodies, and….. Not hiding what brings us together.” He looked at Marcus while making his next comment, “Maybe it will inspire a change with you two.”
Tim has the camera in his hand, and he is laying over the floor, with Hawk hovering over him, “I like this vision….. So beautiful. Squat on it, and have fun. Your dick flopping close to the camera will be hot to watch.” He squirmed and started feeling his legs buck when Hawk’s impossibly tight hole engulfed his co*ck, and there was no slow pacing with the politician’s movements. He didn’t know if closing his eyes was the better move, or keeping them open to watch the usually self-controlled, and composed man quiver and shiver into an uncontrollable mess. No comprehensible words came out of either man, but there was nothing silent about the sounds in the room. He quivered when he felt Hawk tighten around him, “You….. you…. You’re SINFUL……”
Hawk could barely keep his eyes from not rolling in the back of his head, as he rode Tim’s thick co*ck, “Absolutely…… I love this co*ck……. You deserve a TIGHT ASSS to f*ck WHENEVER you want….. I’ve wanted to ride you for…. YEARS!” He went at a fast pace, not caring that his thick thighs, and defined calves were burning from the movements, tightening and loosening his hole whenever it was convenient. Pre-cum dripped from his hard co*ck, all over Tim’s chest and abs, adding a glisten that he found hot.
He saw the older man look at his own foot, and look at Tim’s mouth, repeating the action a few times while Hawk rode him. The two were clearly in kin, and Tim grabbed Hawk’s foot to nibble and kiss, “I almost forgot about your foot fetish. Don’t worry, I’ll take care of it.” He immediately felt the results of this, as Hawk’s hole started milking his walls even more than usual, causing Tim’s balls to tighten, and Hawk’s entire body trembled harshly where he almost collapsed.
It was clear that a huge org*sm was coming over Hawk, but he didn’t want to blow so soon (despite already having a few org*sms in different positions). He quivered when he felt Tim thicken within him, and once his toe was sucked into the younger man’s mouth, there’s nothing Hawk could do, “OH MY GOD, OH MY GOD, OH MY GOD. CHRIST, f*ck, JESUS, sh*t!” A huge gush of cum shot all over Tim’s chest, some on his face, and a bunch on the camera lens, without Hawk even touching his member.
Hawk sat on Tim, and it caused the latter to almost not let his pre-cum out, as the two of them mainly laughed at the most recent event, “On the camera….. That’s really hot. Let me take care of it.” He wiped off the lens, sucked some of the cum, and gave Hawk some of it as well.
After they somewhat cleaned up, Tim went to grab Hawk’s ass, before he started ramming in the man above him at a quick pace, going deep and rough, not being able to contain himself anymore, “I can’t wait to breed you…… again. How many loads do you have in there?” He could still feel his prior cum shots in Hawk’s hole, making his walls even more sugary.
Too tired to hop on the co*ck he’s obsessed with, Hawk moves the camera to the side, so he can make out with the man who’s captured his heart (which he will never admit out loud). After being enveloped into Tim’s lips, he felt his ass was repeatedly slapped as Tim’s throbbing co*ck rounded him up in ways he never thought could exist, “Cum in your hole Skippy. Do it!” The two continued making out, and there were no more words that needed to be said, as he felt the younger man growl in his mouth, tighten his arms and hands around his body, and his co*ck throbbing uncontrollably, as the fourth round of sem*n filled Hawk’s ass.
The two men laid in that position for who knows how long, as they started snuggling, and embracing one another in soft caresses, and light kisses. Tim held Hawk’s hands, giving him a loving look, “Thanks for the birthday present. What are you gonna do with…. The video and audio?”
“Lock it in a safe. I thought it would add onto the thrill of us having sex, but we don’t need to see it again…..” Hawk assured the other man, giving him a soft pec, and caressing the other man’s hands. “But…… I’m ready to go another round if you want….. Wherever you want.”
Hawk made it to his cabin, and was already splurged on his bed, with his shirt off, pants off, and his underwear halfway down his legs. As soon as he heard his recordings through the phone, the hormones, electricity, happiness, and passion ran through his mind and body, where he could not get the happiest moments of his life out of his soul. Despite edging himself for about the last hour, he really did want to check in to see if Tim’s move went alright.
He waited for the phone to answer after dialing it, only to hear the voice he hasn’t heard in 3 years, “This is Timothy Laughlin speaking for Frankie, who is currently asleep.”
The soothing voice only made his co*ck and nipples harder, and huskiness appeared throughout Hawk, “I miss hearing your sexy voice Skippy. Nice to hear that you made it down safe. How are you enjoying San Francisco?”
There was a loss of breath through the other side of the phone, indicating that Tim knew what he was doing, “The city is beautiful so far. Frankie and Marcus mentioned that the gay scene is really nice, and there’s a lot of opportunity. From the little I’ve seen, you would like it down here….. I want to thank you for helping with the lawyers, and placing most of my stuff in the storage at DC. I honestly did not expect you to do all of that, and…… thanks for the video too. Sorry that they played it by accident.”
“I told you from the visits in jail, and the letters over the last year and half that I’m going to make it up to you, if it’s the last thing I do. I did A LOT of dumb things in the 50s that I regret, and I owe you a lot,” he replied, while jerking off, and trying to not have his voice shaky. “Plus, I thought the video would be better with you. I didn’t look at it for years until I put it all together recently, and you said you needed an outlet. And if anything, I would like us to be friends.”
It was almost like he could hear a smile through the other side of the phone, “I get why you did what you did, even though I wouldn’t have done it. I truly moved on from all of that. Being friends is nice, but we’ve never been friends, and friends don’t jerk off while on the phone….”
Hawk cut him off, “I have a camera recording me…. It adds a thrill to it. You talked about wanting to embrace your sexual being, due to that religious schmuck you were in over the last decade. Clothing nowadays is a lot more….. Revealing for men like us, and it’s gotten me so hard. I’ve heard so much about the San Francisco men being the hungriest, promiscuous, and clothes-deficient of us…. You joining that really turns me on….” He continued jerking off his thick co*ck, which continues to throb in his hands.
It was clear that a zipper was heard through the other side of the phone, and he knew that Tim was getting ready to jerk off, and doing it in Marcus and Frankie’s house added a thrill, “You’re driving me crazy…….. But I’ve heard…. GREAT things about the gay scene here, and the men….. Which is why I wanted to come here….. I shouldn’t be doing this in their apartment.”
“You’re stroking too? Naughty Skippy. Make sure they don’t catch you…….” he moaned through the phone, as the visualizations in his mouth, and Tim’s husky voice caused some pre-cum to leak out already. He grabbed a dild* from under his pillow, and licked it vigorously, “I don’t know if I should use the dild* or not.” Right as he moved it by his ass, he heard a gasp through the phone.
Tim already started leaking through his pants clearly from his reaction, “What the f*ck Hawk…. We’re not even sleeping together; we’re on opposite coasts, and you’re STILL driving me wild. Also, those photos you sent me in jail almost got me in trouble a few times.”
Hawk started heaving as he felt his balls tighten, “I thought those were….. VERY tame photos. I took more raunchy ones I never sent.” He slipped the dild* in his ass, and he shivered through his entire body, “f*ck ME SKIPPY!.....”
The two continued with their self-pleasure through the phone, heaving and gasping for breath as they continued jerking off, where neither one of them lasted long at all. Tim’s voice was muffled, as Hawk could tell the former was biting something, “I’m about to cum……. Feels so good.”
“DO IT! CUM WITH ME,” the married man yelled, as he felt his climax coming quicker than normal, causing him to blow all over his pecs and face. As he recovered, he heard Tim cum as well, though he’s assuming it was through his pants, “That was nice…….”
“I dripped all over my pants. I have to leave soon to change in my apartment, but…… thanks for everything Hawk. I really do appreciate it, as you didn’t have to help me.” He really was glad that Hawk held up to what he said he would do, and with there being no strings attached, or anything to gain, which was very unlike Hawk.
“I did have to, and I owe you so much more than the little I did with the move, and writing to you. I hope you find everything you’re looking for over there. Take care,” Hawk concluded, as he took off the cum from his body, and swallowed it. For once, he felt at piece with…… whatever his relationship is with Tim, and felt nice that they were…… somewhat becoming friends, and nothing more, for the first time in 18 years.
“You too Hawk, and your family as well. If there isn't a next time, goodbye.”
