Two Whole Weeks
My third story so far, remember this is male-on-male action and includes an artist (one who paints)! If you aren't a fan of either, I'd suggest you turn around and go back a page, there's plenty of stuff out there that I'm sure would interest you.
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7/20/2005-8/6/2005
Two whole weeks! I just couldn't believe it! My brother and his wife were leaving to go back up to Minnesota for two weeks, and I was just lucky enough to jump on their offer to house-sit their place up in the country.
"I can finally get away from the city! No noise, traffic, people or anything!" I said to myself. I could hardly keep my hands on the wheel of my car due to my immense excitement!
Sleeping in, staying up late, and enjoying the fresh county air were just a few things to do on my agenda. I was just lucky enough to spend my vacation break, giving me a peace of mind that I didn't have work to think about.
"Another fox on the run!" I chuckled to myself, true, our species were always keen to running away.
I sped down the 2 lane highway to my destination; the trees zoomed by me, feeling the evergreen taste in the air from the outside. I glanced up at the rear-view mirror and caught a glance of myself with a goofy smile that was plastered on my face; nothing could put me down from this mood.
My radar started to blare in my ears, notifying me that there was a police officer shooting radar nearby. "Well, I guess that's my cue to exit and hopefully get a bite to eat". I muttered, noticing my stomach was eagerly agreeing with me.
I noticed a small gas station and figured I'd fill up and perhaps find something to calm my nerves. I pulled in, turning the already blaring radio to a reasonable volume and came to a halt at the nearest pump. I inserted the nozzle into the car noticing the already pungent smell of gasoline fill my nose. I sneezed.
"Powerful stuff!" I said rubbing my nose turning around.
I hadn't noticed the car behind me pull up as the driver stepped out of his SUV. A tall, chestnut-furred stallion strolled up to the pump behind me. My heart skipped a beat when I noticed his broad shoulders rippling under the tight t-shirt seeming to burst open with any sudden movement. I calmed myself down and casually continued to fill up. I glanced out onto the highway trying to brush off the astounding customer behind me but to my astonishment, I couldn't keep him off my mind.
I turned around slowly at first, I could barely see him though the crack of the pump that separated us. He was very well defined; I could tell that his body was constantly maintained. His soft mane seemed to brush against the agitating wind from the nearby highway. I was too fixated on his hard body that I hadn't notice him peering back towards me!
"Oop!" I shouted out loud and ducked back towards my direction. My heart began to beat furiously at me in my chest. What an idiot I am! How rude was that! I can't believe that...
"Excuse me. Sorry to bother you and all, but perhaps do you have the talent to get this machine to work?!" He asked, completely throwing me off balance.
"I uh, well, I don't really..." I didn't really know what to say, my face was still red from the interaction that was placed a few seconds before.
"No, no, it's just my card, sorry; perhaps I'm doing something wrong?" He handed me his card, "Here, can you try your knack at it?" From his small British accent, I could tell that he defiantly did not live near here.
I noticed his credit card; it had a small icon that I could make out as an easel, perhaps a painter? "Oh, I see, you aren't from around here are you?" I began to work on the card, sliding it easily in and removing it quickly from the machine, hoping that it could be an easy fix.
'TRANSACTAION FAILED SEE ATTENDANT', it blinked at me. Crap.
Oh the hell with it! I muttered under my breath and stuck in my card, it didn't matter, I've got plenty to spend from my vacation salary. "Sorry, your card is bad, so I just used my card."
"Oh no, you didn't have to do that!" He gasped fumbling with his wallet. "I...I'm sorry but I don't carry any cash around with m-"
"No, no, don't worry about it, I'm in a really good mood today and figured that this could be some extra karma for me" I winked at him.
"Well, I sure hope you get more than just karma!" He paused for a moment then preceded to hand me a card from his back pocket, "Here, I want you to have this, it's my art gallery in town where I am headed to. Please come by tonight so I can repay your money." He smiled warmly to me. "I really appreciate the generosity you've shown me here, and it would ruin my day to let that go unnoticed!"
I took the card and glanced at it. Wow! My luck, the same town where I am going to!
"Wow! Actually, this is really close to where I am going to. I'm house-sitting for my brother."
His eyes lit up, "Perfect! I'm showing off a few of my pieces here, I'd be honored if you would come! It's around 7, drinks and hoer devours will be served as well. So just grab a bite and hopefully you'll enjoy the art!"
My stomach grumbled at this point, he said the magic word, food!
He stuck out his hand "By the way, I don't believe I've properly met you, I'm Mark...Mark Deville."
I took his hand, firm yet gentle "Kyle, uh, my name is Kyle Friedman, but you can call me Kai." I took back what I said. "Err, I mean uh, friends, yeah, friends call me Kai, so you can call me Kai or Kyle or whatever you'd like." I felt my face turn bright red.
He laughed at my obvious embarrassment "Alright Kai, if you don't mind me saying. Pleased to me you as well." He smiled back and returned the handshake.
The pump startled both of us as it came to a clicking halt. I just happened to glance at the little gauge. Whew, $67.45, hopefully I made the right choice!
"Alright well then, let me let you on your way, thanks for the help Kai! Please come by tonight, and bring a friend if you'd like!"
A friend... I forgot about that... I waved him off and watched him pull out from the station and drive down the road. I'd forgotten that I would probably be a little lonely for two weeks up here. Who wouldn't kill to have him as a friend? I shrugged the thought off figuring if I could land opportunities like these, I wouldn't be so lonesome! I really guess it does help to be helpful!!
I proceeded to place my pump back into place and glanced at the card he gave me one more time.
MARK DEVILLE
REALIST ARTIST
LIVERPOOL, UNITED KINGDOM
Six-thirty PM
"What the hell do you wear to an art gallery?!" I fumbled out.
I had only packed modest t-shirts and shorts; I never expected anything of this sort! I started to go though my brother's closet, seeing if anything would seem appealing. I finally found a white button up shirt and a pair of khaki pants. Either I would be either too dressy or not enough, so I took a blue blazer just to avoid standing out.
I proceeded to lock up the house and started out towards my car, the earlier days events kept repeating in my head. Should I get there early? Would he remember me? What do I say? I had to stop. Relax Kyle, take a deep breath. I pictured him in my mind and immediately became aroused. Whoa now, let's calm down, perhaps later if you're lucky. God, look at me, IF I'm lucky, what kind of person am I? I proceeded to chuckle after realizing how embarrassing I am towards myself.
"You're twenty-six and still fifteen at heart, you don't even know if this guy is attracted to you. Just relax, go there, get your money back, talk for a while, enjoy the art and food, then leave. No big deal, this isn't rocket science!" I chanted towards myself.
I calmed myself down a considerable amount, but there still was that anticipation to see him in the full flesh again. I started the car and drove off into the cool night air, feeling the rocky path slowly sway my car back and forth as if the wind itself was doing its part in helping me calm down as well.
Six Fifty-nine
BAM! Right on time! Oh wait, maybe he'll think I'm a little weird for showing up on time, should I wait? Wow, I had to hand it to my mind, it loves to worry me! Ok ok, stop! Just relax! Go inside and have a good time!
I walked up to the door weary about the knob, it seemed so innocent yet dangerous, opening up into a new world that I didn't belong to, come on, I met this guy at a gas station for goodness sakes! I took another deep breath, turned the knob and walked in, luckily I wasn't the first person there, a few other guests already had wine in hand and were slowly glancing around at the work.
"Kai!"
The booming voice startled me; I flipped around nearly bashing into a handrail next to the stairs, while a familiar face greeted me once again.
"I'm so glad to see that you made it! I'd love to write you the check right now, but if you wouldn't mind waiting a while, I've got plenty of guests to entertain. Please, feel free to eat and drink to your hearts content and feel free to browse the art! Wish me luck! " He said in a rush, and whisked away heading back upstairs.
Alright, good, he knows I'm here at least. Now, food and drinks? I noticed a waiter standing near a table and headed in his direction.
I browsed the fine art for a while, stopping at a few that caught my attention. One was of a field in which a chest was placed, a sad-looking boy stood in front of it as I noticed the words near the bottom: DO YOU HAVE THE KEY?
Other fine works of art were clearly displayed in other areas of the large building, some had price tags near the bottom and from what I saw, I'd have to take a mortgage out on my home just to afford one of these.
I chatted along with a few of the guests there, all of them fans of him as well. One of the couples even traveled from Germany just to come to this art show. Apparently he was a well known artist.
About an hour passed, I became slightly full from the snacks displayed on the table as I noticed most of the guests setting off towards the door, leaving their names and comments in a guest book. Looking around again finally realising that I was the last remaining visitor in the gallery, even the waiter had departed for the night.
I headed over towards the door and browsed the little book that the guests had left comments in; most were very positive applauding his work. Flipping the pages, noticing the names and locations these people came from, some were just around the corner while others were hundereds or even thousands of miles away. His voice interrupted my interrogation of the book.
"Kai, you're still here! I'm so sorry to keep you waiting. I was chatting with these guests for the longest time; I was so worried that you would have left!"
"Oh no! I had a wonderful time; you've got one hell of an audience. A lot of people love your work, including me as well!" I smiled.
"Well thank you! I feel glad that someone new can be inspired towards my work!" He winked back. "Come on up and let me write you that check."
I followed him upstairs and glanced at the new artwork that now surrounded me in the long hallway.
"So, are these all of yours, as in the whole place?" I asked.
"Yeah, yeah it's my work, not really the best of my talent. Some are just random ideas that pop in my head." He said nonchalantly.
"Oh be quiet! You're just being modest; you REALLY have a great talent at this! If I even could draw a bit like you, I wouldn't stop!" I laughed, trying to lighten him up.
"Oh thank you, I appreciate it." He leaned towards me and whispered, "actually, I'm sort of glad you came, those other windbags that came just love to criticize me with other artists!" He chuckled.
I just had to laugh. "Yeah, see that's the difference in me, I don't have a clue in art! Monet to Mozart, I don't know who is who!"
"Oh I see, well you know that Mozart isn't an artist right? He's a musician." He laughed.
"Oh thank you so much for proving my point even more!" I chuckled back. I followed him into a well-lit, cool room at the end of the hallway. It was pretty basic, a chair and a desk along with a long sofa; apparently this was a small workroom, papers were evenly stacked in files while the desk, yet barren, shimmered spotless. He motioned for me to sit next to him on the sofa, as he whipped out a small leather checkbook.
"Alright, alright, now business is business. How much was it that I owed you? $63 something, or was it $67?" He asked, pen and checkbook in hand. "Oh hell, I'll just make it $70, for the help and the complements about my work." He winked back at me.
He scribbled immensely at the check in his hand "Alright, here you go." He said, handing me the check.
I took it gingerly, glanced at it for a few moments, placed it between my two hands and tore it right in half.
"Wha...? Why'd you do that?" He asked, a qualitative poise was fixated on his face.
"Listen, I told you today that all I wanted was karma in return, your money is no good towards me." I took his hand in mine, "besides, I want you to have a good time in the US, consider this a sort of thanks for inviting me to your gallery. I had a really great time."
I had no clue at that point that I did in fact place my hand in his, but immediately revoked the decision as soon as I noticed what I had done. "Oh, sorry I jus-"
"No, no, don't be" He reached out again and took my hand. "Thank you for the kind welcoming." He glanced down at our hands conjoined together, noticing that I hadn't pulled away this time. I noticed too, now gently carressing it. "I...I don't know what to say. Thank you for your generosity, but..." he paused taking a deep breath, "As I... As I said earlier, it would ruin my day without paying you back..." He said softly, closing his eyes.
Slowly, he leaned towards me; I closed my eyes as well before was greeted by his warm, soft and inviting lips. His hands crept slowly down towards my hips, making me shudder in his presence. I held myself close to him, relaxing in the warmth of his kiss and his compassion he had towards me. His tongue now intertwined with mine, dancing inside of my mouth, while his hands slowly worked up my chest, removing the clothes I had so eagerly searched for earlier.
My fingers frolicked in his soft, silky mane, feeling his hard body shudder from the contact of my hands. I slowly proceeded to break the kiss and untangled our restless tongues with each other for the moment. I kept my eyes locked on his, the way they shimmered softly under the halogen lights made me completely subservient towards his needs. I unbuttoned his shirt, one button by one, paying close attention towards his neck, biting a few spots softly making him whinny in surprise.
I worked my muzzle down his exposed chest caressing every prominate muscle that was visible, returning the care that was in dire need of revival. Sliding my tongue over the hard visible nipples that were already at full attention from the previous treatment, I continued down his stomach, inhaling the sweet musk telling me of the approach of his loins that waited below his belt.
I glanced up towards my new found lover, noticing his head lolled over the edge of the couch. I pulled him up and continued our kiss where we left off. His thighs immediately bucked from the sudden arousal causing both of our hips to grind together. I immediately felt my member pulse at the sudden attention from outside contact. His hips continued to grind mine as our lips were once again completely submerged into each other.
"I'm sorry but..." I stammered as I broke away the kiss. My hand dropped to my waist, unzipping the zipper to my pants. "Would you do me the honors?"
He grinned deviously, and arose on top of me. He continued from where my hand left off, and unzipped the remainder of the zipper. He then slowly unbuttoned them, carefully sliding them down towards my feet. He whinnied softly as my now full uncut member stood proudly at his expert handling.
His head pushed down towards my member as it was now completely submerged in equine tongue. I moaned in ecstasy feeling the warmth of his mouth around my member and his advanced techniques in pleasing me. I couldn't help myself rotating under him so now I was completely under his precious life-bearing organs. He continued to nurse on my member as I inhaled the musk that lied above me shuddering violently under him.
Knowing of his equine status, I knew that there was something much bigger than I was in for, but after revealing it to me, my jaw dropped as it revealed itself hidden within his tight conforms of his pants. I immediately took as much as I could in dire desire to return the favors he had pleased me with.
His bellowing whinnies rumbled deep in my chest as his long phallus now increased in girth and length. His hips now involuntarily thrusting into my mouth, taking in an impossible amount of him into my throat. I managed the best I could, massaging the full length with my tongue, nursing on it like a hungry hatchling.
Slowly, he broke away from me; a string of spittle connected him still to my member before it snapped away towards his lips. I leaned towards him, whispering in his ear "Now, can I return the favor and invite you to be my first equine?" I asked, laying my hands on his hard broad shoulders.
He whinnied in delight as I turned around for him, slowly raising my tail, exposing my full self to him.
I cried out in surprise after I was immediately ambushed with a soft wet heat caressing my tail-hole. I moaned and yipped as a warm torrent of passion inside of my body. His expert tongue handled me in a way that I cannot explain in words, my cock now pulsing in desperation of release. His tongue deeply penetrated me, feeling around inside, lubing me up for the next event to take place.
He removed his large equine lips from my backside "Ready?" He asked between grunts.
I moaned towards his question, hoping that my emotions would answer his question.
He chuckled again at my obvious desperate call for attention. "Just tell me if I need to stop."
I flipped over, facing towards him, wanting to see the whole action take place. His black phallus crept slowly towards my backside, brushing over my tail-hole a few times, causing me to inhale deeply though clenched teeth. His now rock-hard horse-hood slowly penetrated the first outer ring of my sphincter, deeply burying its way inside of me.
My hands immedialty clutched for his chest, gasping for air as my eyes rolled back into my head. Pleasure overcame the pain of the new member probing me gently. His hips thrust into me as the dark room was now overcome with moans of passion and the smell of sex. I shuddered under his immense strength while watching the adonis body above thrust deeply into me.
My member now on fire with hot shots of pre already spurting all over his chest, I could barely hold back my own from the treatment I received. My hands released his chest and softly rubbed his arms, cooing him to continue.
I felt the thrusts and moans increase from him, his bulging chest and arms now heaving back and forth as the veins now clearly pronounced. He was very close, his entire face now drenched in sweat as his thunderous whinnies now ringing in my ears. My member clearly pulsing, as if counting down towards the monstrous explosion in tune to his thrusts over my prostate.
The entire room went still; I felt his entire body pulse one last time before he hilted inside of me, the warmth of the new flooding inside of me, as I clenched my sphincter in surprise. He leaned his head back one last time with closed eyes and let out a long drawn out whinny, releasing the heavy load deep inside of me, as my own member relieving the copious amount of seed drenched across my chest and shot on his as well.
Both of our heavy breathing slowly subsided as we both caught a glimpse of one another again. We both smiled at each other knowing that it had seemed like an eternity passed since we began.
"Is...Is everything alright in there?" A voice broke into the silence behind the door, startling us both.
We stared at each other, looking for an excuse; I could feel my heart pound in my chest, making my ears flatten against my head.
"Oh..." He responded "I was uh, just listening to the radio. Just, uh, give me just a few minutes."
"Oh, ok. Well, I'm going to head on out for the night, I'll go ahead and lock up for you two. See you tomorrow!" The voice chuckled in response. We waited to the sounds of his footsteps descended down the stairs before we spoke again.
"Uh oh, does...does he know?" I began, immediately red in the face. Of all the places to do it, an art gallery. You've done it again Kyle, and probably ruined this guy's life too.
His eyes were still fixated at the door, snickering, catching me completely off-gaurd. "Well," he giggled, "I guess the secret is out. I thought we were the only ones left!" He glanced again in my direction slowly; his still soft brown pools gleaming now from the interaction placed between us earlier still stole the love from my heart. "But at least we've got the whole place to ourselves now."
He wrapped his arm around my shoulder, not breaking our eye contact. "Thank you again for your generosity." He whispered, kissing me softly, allowing me to completely melt in his arms.
I kept my eyes closed after he released his kiss from me. I didn't want the moment to end; his arms cradled me like a mother would have done for her child. I felt so secure in his grasp, I'd do anything to cherish this moment for the rest of my life.
I laid there motionless gazing into his eyes, feeling the warmth of our body create a blanket over us. He gently nibbled on my ears, sighing deeply with a hint of happiness. He kissed me once again deeply before laying his head back against the sofa one last time before drifting off to sleep, his hands still clutching mine.
I glanced at the virile body that slept beside me kissing him once again on the forehead. His lips made out a subtle smile. I laid down now beside him, feeling his chest now heaving up and down, almost as a slight lullaby to coo me to sleep.
I smiled one last time, sleep completely washing over me, as for how fortunate this day had gone, I'd wish the followind days would be this enjoyable as well, I thought as I wrapped my arms over his chest.
"It really does pay to do nice things for others." I whispered to myself smiling. "Just keep a smile on and the whole world will turn with you" I chuckled. Yawning, I closed my eyes for the last time that night, drifting off into a now welcomed slumber.