Joel pulled me down so that I was lying totally on top of him on the sofa my head on his chest just below his chin.

He stroked my hair. "We need to get ready. The old man hates people to be late for dinner."

"Joel, you don't have to be psychic to know that you don't like your dad. Why are we even going?

"I wanna like him. He just makes it so fucking hard." He lifted his hand in a gesture of frustration and then dropped it. "He's always driven everyone crazy. I'm sure that's what makes him a good lawyer, he's a pitbull. Even my grandfather, his own dad, didn't much like him. I know that he loved him but he didn't much like him. That's why he arranged his estate so that I'd never be dependent on my dad. That makes him fucking nuts too, that he doesn't have money to hold over my head."

I lifted my head and kissed Joel's chin. "It's hard to think that there's anyone that you don't get along with."

Joel was lightly massaging the back of my neck. "I love him.........and, in a totally weird way, I miss him. It's like I know that inside of him somewhere is my real dad and it's like he went away and............I miss him."

Joel rolled over onto his side taking me with him, he kissed me and spoke quietly. "Stephen, you've gotta understand that you mean more to me than he does, what he thinks, what he wants."

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"Dad! It's not what I wanted to do with my life!"

We were in the living room of Joel's fathers house. I was sitting on the sofa and Joel and his dad were standing by the bay window, each had a drink in their hand and they were getting very close to an argument.

"Well it's stupid! Joel, you'll never get the chance to make the kind of money teaching that you could have made in television." Joel started to say something but his dad turned away from him. "You're being feckless just like when you were a kid."

"Dad that isn't true! First of all I'm making more money teaching than I was in TV. And secondly I still do the occasional interview. And when was I EVER, feckless?" I could see the muscles tightening in Joel's neck and legs as he got madder and madder.

His dad turned toward him and pointed at him with his finger. "Your not committed to anything, you never have been!" He waved his hands and spilled part of his drink. "It's like you're playing your way through life, one thing one day and something else the next. You need to grow up!" He glanced quickly at me with so much bitterness in his eyes that I jumped. "Like I said...........feckless!"

For a second Joel's shoulders slumped and then he straightened up but with a new look on his face. He dropped his head and slowly shook it. "Don't go there, Dad!" He lifted his head and stared calmly into his fathers eyes, his upper body seemed to expand as his muscles tensed. "You.............especially you, don't have the right."

Joel took three long strides to the sofa and took my hand. "Come on Stephen, let's go."

As we were walking out the front door his dad was yelling. "That's right! You and your boooooy friend go play!"

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Three blocks from his dad's house Joel pulled the car over to the side of the road and took my left hand in his right. He leaned his head back against the headrest and turned to look at me and smiled. "Welcome to the family."

"Well, I have two thoughts, the first is that he scares the crap outta me and second, he doesn't know you very well."

Joel stared straight ahead. "No and he never did." He lifted my hand and kissed it. "He doesn't matter...........actually he hasn't for a long time."

"Let's go get some food and eat it at home. Like maybe Chinese."

Joel started the car. "Ya got a deal." I said.

We had just walked into the house carrying bags of Chinese take-out when Joel suddenly turned and wrapped me in his arms and then bent his head and kissed me. There wasn't much that I could do because my hands were full of packages so I just kissed back. Joel is a lot bigger than I am and when he kisses me like that he kinda envelopes me and I can smell him, he always smells so clean and masculine and I just want to curl up against his chest.

After he broke the kiss and I got a chance to catch my breath I said. "I guess ya like me."

He smiled and kissed my nose. "A whole lot."

We piled plates full of the food and trooped into the family room and sat eating off of the coffee table and watching TV. Joel had kicked off his shoes and crossed his legs yoga style on the sofa. He was staring intently at the TV and didn't notice me stealing a glance at him. His black hair was dropping down over his forehead while he slowly chewed his food. Suddenly he turned and looked at me.

"I shouldn't have taken you there today. You don't deserve to be treated like that." He sighed. "I didn't think that he'd be like that with you there."

"It's okay." I smiled. "We're not gonna see him like a lot are we?"

Joel grinned at me. "Nope. He had his shot and that was it."

A few minutes later we finished eating and I took the plates into the kitchen. When I came back into the family room Joel grabbed my hand and pulled me down onto his lap. We rolled over until we were both lying flat on the floor our faces pressed to the carpet staring at each other.

Joel reached out and lightly ran his fingertips over the side of my face. "Let's get the fuck outta here!" I lift my eyebrows in an unspoken question. "Let's go to the cabin."

"Do we have time?"

"We'll make fucking time! I don't have anything that I actually have to be here for for the next three days and you could call in sick on Monday." He pulled my face closer to his and kissed me lightly. "Come on, Stephen."

Joel did a pushup and then climbed over on top of me and slowly lowered himself until our bodies were just touching, his weight being supported on his arms. Then he lowered himself until he was lying lightly on my back with his legs between mine. He shoved his arms under me and held me tight. I bent my head and kissed his arm.

"Come on, Babe, let's get outta here." He was slowly humping my butt and then stuck his tongue in my ear. We were either going to the cabin or we were going to fuck, maybe both.

I pushed my butt back against him and he grunted. "It's," I glanced at my watch, "almost nine. We wouldn't get there until after midnight."

He was moving his nose through my hair and mumbled. "I'll do the driving and you can sleep." He licked the back of my neck and it sent shivers throughout my body. "Pleeeeaaase, Babe, I need some time in the country!" His cock was seriously hard and pressing against my butt.

I start twisting around slowly and Joel lifted himself up a bit so that I could do it. Finally he's still lying on top of me but now we were face to face.

There were major flashes of green happening in his eyes. I smiled at him and kissed his chin. "You're horny."

He smiled back. "For you."

"You're like a sex machine. How many times a day did you beatoff when you were a kid?"

Joel grinned. "Lots! Do you think that we have too much sex?"

"No! I mean geez.................I didn't really even understand sex before I met you." I smiled at him. "I mean I knew how to do it but I didn't understand what it could mean to a couple................to having sex with someone you love."

He smiled and flashed those beautiful white teeth at me. "Like me, right?"

I laughed. "No, the UPS guy." I pulled his head down and kissed him. "You've turned me into this total slut you know. Well, just a slut for you." I grinned at him. "When I'm at work I start drifting into this, you fucking me thing, and then it gets all weird. You're very distracting you know."

Joel pushed my hair off of my forehead. "You don't cum when I kiss you anymore. That was always so cool."

I adjusted my position under Joel and then lifted my legs and wrapped them around his butt. "Cause we've been together for a while and we have so much sex but believe me it could still happen. We'd have to be out somewhere, some place public.

Joel was steadily dry humping me and then reached down and unbuckled my belt, unzipped my pants and then pulled them off, tossing them aside. Then more slowly he peeled off my briefs, held them to his nose and inhaled in an exaggerated way. He laughed and tossed them behind him. His hair was messed up and his eyes were flashing. "You'll sleep better in the car if...........you've been.........ahhhh, serviced." I laughed.

I was tugging at his belt but he took over that job while I held my legs up. He grunted when he pushed down his pants and underwear and his cock popped up and hit his stomach before dropping down and pointing at me. He held my legs and his cock was just touching my butt hole. I gasped. "Lube! Something!"

He bent backwards and pulled out the drawer in the end table. It came all the way out and crashed to the floor. Joel rummaged around in the spilled contents and then yelled. "Ahhh, got it!" Then I felt his fingers and the cool fluid spreading me, opening me up.

"Oh! Oh fuck yes!" His fingers were in me pushing and pulling, stretching me. He went in deeper and massaged my prostate. "Ohhhhhhhhh fuck!"

I reached under him and felt his cock ready to enter me. It felt impossibly big but then it always does, his balls feel like they weigh about three pounds each. I guided him until the head was inside. Then, as he was just beginning to enter me Joel bent down and kissed me and sucked my tongue into his mouth. This has gotten to be the thing that lets me take that huge cock without screaming; it just relaxes me and I open for him when he does that.

I wrap my arms as much around him as I can get them so that I can feel his muscles move as he fucks me. My legs are draped over his upper arms and his hands are gripping my shoulders as he kisses me. In some part of my mind I realize that something about me has triggered all this effort, promised something that he needs and it warms me and makes me feel safe.

I can cum whenever Joel does, well given ten seconds notice and that lets me relax and watch the pleasure that he's experiencing and to feel this sense of being bred. I know that when he cums I'll feel it, he shoots like a fire hose and I'll feel it hit my insides and then he'll slowly collapse onto me, sweaty and spent and totally belonging to me. I'll kiss his sweaty temple and listen as his heart beat calms.

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The bright neon lights of the suburban streets flash brilliantly in the car as we drive toward the freeway. We take route 41 north until it joins up with the Interstate system at the Wisconsin border.

We talk about everything and nothing, small talk, light talk, students, employers, stuff like that. Once we hit the Interstate I calm down and scrunch down in the seat. The seat belt restrains me but I manage to find a semi-comfortable position and begin to doze. In the dark of the freeway interrupted only by the flash of other cars lights Joel reaches over and searches for my left hand. Finding it his fingers intertwine with mine and I begin to seriously sleep. I can still feel his cock in me.