EDGEWATER DR by Mike Austin
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XIII.
During the two weeks following the great family and meteorological storms, Jesus called Jack to advise the plants had arrived and scheduled an installation date in the front zones. The installation would take 4-5 days barring any weather delays. I arrived home to find Jack at the PC in the den at work, supper was ready. Ben had called to say he was en route home from the northside property project that Juan and Rodrigo were wrapping up and they were following him to get a check as they needed to head off to their delayed project, after finishing the dock roll up door wall repairs and the original concrete repair at northside. I phoned Juan and asked what they were doing for supper and invited them to join us as it appeared there was a roast and all the fixins, knowing that they relied on fast food most of the time and felt this might be the last time we saw them for a while based on the schedule Juan had given me and a good home cooked meal was important. Jack assured me there was plenty and if they needed take --a-ways, they could get those too. All seemed to be set. I knew that Miguel would miss his "hombres" but maybe we could find him a new playmate(s). A half hour later, Ben pulled in followed by David and Jackson from across the street, knocking at the door. Ben answered, invited them in, they declined but asked if we might like to join them at their upcoming July 4th Pool Party Celebration? I deferred to Jack, but before he could answer, Ben accepted the invitation and the two neighbors giggled and left for their McMansion across the street. Jack began, "my what a sea change has occurred with you and "The Boys"; while Ben began setting out plates, etc; and I added the additional two invited guests needed dinner places as well. Ben beamed, Jack resumed, "hold on Lothario, your two Latino Hombres are leaving after supper for that job they put off for the two they did here. So don't get any horned up ideas about them staying overnight and you getting that sweet piece of ass plowed". I chuckled at Jack knowing Ben's plans perhaps in advance of him knowing his own. There was time for Ben and I to make a quick change of clothes before the guys arrived and we began supper. Idle chatter about the jobs, projects that are on the books we might get them to do as a single source; Jack added he was going to need some concrete and stone work at the house as well. It seemed they would have jobs aplenty here or at our properties for the time to come. They handed the invoices, I went upstairs wrote out two checks, returned downstairs as jack was finishing up the To Go containers for the men and they left with grins and waves. Silence returned. Jack resumed KP duty with Ben joining in to speed things along. I returned upstairs to grab a quick shower and found Ben and Jack in a "69" on Ben's bed, stood watching the two animals go at it; then offered "now I see why Juan and Rodrigo couldn't stay overnight, someone else had plans for Ben's mouth and tail", grinned and went to the office across the hall, put my headset on and kicked in Debussy "Preludes", closed my eyes and let the raunch occur out of sight, out of mind. Still I drifted into thoughts, about the future, the present, Jack, Ben, me, their lives "after" me, the house, the business, even The Stang. I jerked alert suddenly, glared at the clock and realized I'd been asleep for 2 hours and now the room across the hall was silent. Debussy was over, I disconnected the headset, went downstairs to find the guys watching a PBS documentary of WW II Nazi Continental Battlements and eating hot fudge sundaes. They were engrossed in both activities and I had a sense of,,,,, almost,,,,,,,,,,, longing,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,a loss was happening.
Knowing that Jesus and crew would arrive the next morning, I wanted to be sure and be gone before they arrived. I urged Ben to leave as well and remain out of Jack's way until the job was done this week or whenever, knowing how focused Jack would grow as this work got underway. Ben and I disappeared early the next morning got to the office early and found Miguel sweeping the entry having placed the new large commercial mats at all entry ways prior to anyone arriving. In the weeks he'd worked for us, his physique had improved, his demeanor was more outgoing and he was winning compliments from the tenants and vendors who worked for us. I reflected on the conference room the day of the storm and how Juan had power fucked him across the conference table. That was a hot image, I often dreamed off seeing repeated. Ben stopped for breakfast tortillas for the staff and of course Miguel, took a quick break to join the team in the conference room for coffee and those great thick flour tortillas; again I flashed to Juan and Rodrigo's dicks. I was obsessing about sex. Jack remained in control of my orgasms and in the ensuing weeks since the blow up, had only allowed me to cum twice. I was tense, out of sorts and needed release but knew my bond with the young man I'd found strolling along the seawall that night, was somehow my new soulmate. Late in the afternoon I checked in on my guy to see how things were progressing. He answered out of breath, let me know the minimal progress and I suggested we go out to eat, instead of cooking in. He deferred to another night, but asked if I could just bring in maybe Chinese or Italian. I agreed and went about wrapping up financial reviews on two properties I was considering acquiring. I'd sleep on both ideas overnight and let the sellers know 1st thing in the morning. Both would need a lot of work from Juan and Rodrigo who we now referred to as "J&R", the real name of their small company.
I phoned Olive Garden and placed our To Go order. Ben left for the Post Office before they closed and I headed out soon after. Miguel said his good nights to people as they left and he began his nightly janitorial duties. I watched the young man, proud of his newfound position and status, shook his hand and told him he was getting a $1/hour raise effective the next pay period. He grabbed my hand then my body and hugged me robustly, I laughed a bit and he thanked me repeatedly. "Miguel you've exceeded my wildest expectations from day one and it's time to recognize you for it". He was almost in tears of joy as I left him alone in his joy in the lobby. Leaving the parking lot in the late June sun, I saw the tall onyx stud, shirtless, waiting for the bus. I couldn't move. He turned, seeing me stopped there in the gate approach to the lot. He paused, looked up the street then down and saw no oncoming traffic, then he nodded and let me know he realized I wasn't being courteous to let him cross, but that I was cruising him. He walked slowly my direction, paused at the hood of the Explorer, then moved to the driver's window, I was already lowering. "So man, waitin for the bus an this heat ya know sucks" he spoke and shifted slightly side to side, then stepped back from the door a bit giving me a glance of his ample crotch sagged down his left leg. His chest and abs were smooth. His tight navel popped out a bit, he was like chiseled onyx again I thought. I gulped slowly, and extended my hand to shake his, Brad's my name, "Leroy" he replied. I asked "So where's Leroy headed on the bus today"? "Headin out Leopard north to my aunt's where I stay" he came back. "So why don't I save you that bus fare and time standing out in the sun" I offered. "Yeah be nice to save me from the sun and save some coins ya know" He agreed, crossing behind the Explorer and taking the seat on the passenger side. He sat legs wide apart, I scoped his crotch out once again and we began cross talk, where he worked, what he did, did he have a GF, how long he'd lived at his aunt's; then I made the strategic query, "so Leroy do you ever hit the U&I downtown"? He looked straight at me, grinned, nodded "yeah, sometimes" as he groped his crotch. He sat back more in the seat, splaying his long legs wider still, reaching down between his legs just as Jack had done; my brain stopped, heart almost skipped a beat, my breathing grew rapid as I posted the thought of taking Leroy to a motel room and having raw hot hustler sex. I glanced at my clock said damnit, I need to get you right home and get to pick up food for a group tonight, maybe another time. As we drove toward his aunt's, I began again; "Leroy nothing about you is a turnoff, I just can't break a promise right now", then withdrew my wallet and pulled a $50 and asked him to "take it on me as appreciation for his time and riding with me in the sun this afternoon". "Some freaky shit just happened with you bro, but this cash is awesome, anytime you need to talk and ride again, I'm your boy" he closed, gave me the final few turns to his aunt's, got out of the Explorer and waved me away, before disappearing in his aunt's house. En route to the Olive Garden I condemned myself, slammed my hand against the steering wheel, cussed aloud inside, pulled into OG called for my delivery; it appeared and I was gone. Ben had arrived before me and was getting questioned by Jack about my ETA. My cell was ringing as I pulled into the carport. I answered carrying the food bags in and we ate like starving laborers. I explained I'd decided to drive by one of the properties before making my final decision the next day. I complimented Jack on the landscaping work and asked how Jesus's crew was working out? He filled me in on the nuances of the plant substitutes, stone alternates and additional irrigation needs. His blur of information was overload and my eyes glazed over. It was obvious to both guys and they began laughing, then picked on me for being old and slow. We finished eating and I was ready for a shower. Jack remarked, "mail's on the desk", as I mumbled and climbed the stairs, then dissolved into the hot shower spray. My hardon raged and my balls ached deeply. I craved relief, from........Jack.