Chapter 3
March Stephenson
Maxieplus
I did my last run into the city where I hired a staging company to go and set the house up properly for sale, then I went to speak to the real estate agent again. She will organize photos and a big board for out the front. The auction was set for six weeks and I'm still undecided whether I want to attend it, but mum and dad will be there.
I wrote to Matt and congratulated him on his engagement, then I told him how far along the house was. No answer this week but one the next week a short note saying thank you and the rumor is true, `she's my handbag,' for his image and all that crap. At least I got that, I didn't get a thank you when he up and left me in an awful state of mind. I wrote back, your welcome, and again congratulations, I thought that was appropriate but very confusing because he was a true blue gay in my books, and I should know.
At last I started my running again, and with all that work packing up the house my arm was pretty much back to normal but not quite, I don't think it will ever be right. It was useable and I exercised my fingers by trying to write with my left hand. My doctor, although not amazed was impressed with my tea medicine, of course, he had to say he was confident it would come good with the drugs I was taking. I had a giggle to myself when I left. Mays tea was the best and maybe I will talk to her about selling it to the greater public.
I am now officially back on the market and I haven't heard from my gay stalker on the community site for ages, he must be on a holiday. I read a lot of postings and mainly they were about little Jenny falling off a log or someone's husband had just painted their home, country things like that. I saw someone had seen me in town coming out of an interior decorators shop in Prahran and someone said in the comments that March will be pissed off if I move back to the city. I thought I would have some fun and wrote a comment that let everyone know where I had been and what I had been doing. How my arm was and what the doctor said, I gave May's tea a very big plug.
I went outside and looked the little cottage over, it wasn't in a bad state but gran had let some things go over time like the gutters that needed replacing. When my money is in the bank I should get someone in. I made a small list and then looked at the garden, yes it was in a terrible state.
I knew there was a garden centre in town but didn't want to overload my front yard with plants so I thought about a dozen flowery ones, that will do just to brighten the place up, like a cottage garden or something like that.
I will start with the guttering and in the meantime, I will rip out the old gardens. I have a plan now and although it's the country, I have almost decided to stay here permanently maybe buy a city apartment and retire on the rent. I do get government assistance but that will drop when the money comes through and my health improves, and I still have to look into becoming a district nurse.
I once again looked at the local page and did a search on guttering and downpipes, the few that popped up were okay because I don't have a lot of choices up here. March Stephenson featured, guttering downpipes, painting, yard work maintenance, and plumbing. He's ideal, but I wondered if he would get the jobs done in between his garage duties. I took my list and ran into town I will speak to May first, maybe he's so mad with me that he won't even quote for the job. I don't know why he was mad I told him to shove his swimming hole but I did go back there. Maybe I will install a swimming pool, now let's not get ahead of ourselves maybe a hot tub for winter dips.
May was surprised to see me, I suppose I have been ignoring her again, but I have been busy.
"Some more tea Nicky?"
"And a coffee and pie thank you, I haven't eaten at all today."
"Don't ignore your food Nick, you must eat right plenty of veggies and some meat in your diet."
"That's what mum tells me also. I am almost finished May, the house will sell in four or five weeks and I have a list now, the first item on it is to do something about my diet and exercise as you said, that's important."
"Good boy." She smiled.
She settled in with a coffee and handed me a pie and sauce so I started eating. I was reading the sign over March's garage and wondering why didn't I see it before, handyman and home improvement.
"I haven't noticed that before does he do anything?"
"Practically, he's a natural talent Nick, as I said before, if he doesn't know about it already he will by the next day, he reads a lot." She smiled.
"When does he find the time?"
"He's not always busy, and if he is and the jobs are not urgent he does them on the weekends. He renovated my shop and did a great job but it took him almost six months. I didn't care, I knew I would get a great-looking business and his eye for detail is second to none." She smiled. It was a beautiful shop I could see someone had spent some time on it.
"Okay, do you think he will do some work for me?"
"I don't know Nick, you had better ask him next time you see him."
"I haven't seen him for weeks May as you well know, I feel awful now."
"That's because you need his services, one thing I know about my brother is he never holds grudges, he says they are a waste of time." She went to get another coffee and a piece of cake for us both. I stared at the garage for ages and wondered why I was apprehensive to just go over and ask, we aren't fighting we just don't see things the same way. If I was honest. it's me that was holding up what could be a great friendship, being used to standing in someone's shadow will do that sometimes, I have to take control.
May sat back and the sun came out it felt wonderful, my potential friend appeared at the big door he looked over and did wave but I think it was for May. I halfheartedly waved back and he went back inside.
"Well, it's now or never so Elvis would say."
"I love Elvis."
"Doesn't everyone." I stood up and walked across the road, I could hear someone muttering to themselves and eventually after following the grunts, I found him under a car. Now I have fantasized about meeting a mechanic who is half under half out from a car and March's legs was splayed out perfectly for me to chow down on him. I cleared my throat and said.
"How are you today?" There was a pause.
"Fine thank you Nick, I haven't seen you around for a while."
"I've had things to do in the city, it kept me busy."
"Are you moving back there?"
"Not at the moment, I want to see if I can truly live here first."
"And can you?" He slid from under the car, all greasy and dirty, the perfect plaything.
"Yes it's beautiful around here, it's just taking time to adjust to the peace and quiet."
"How is your arm?'
"Good, thank you that stuff is amazing."
"It is, I drink it every day and haven't been sick for ages." He grinned, I guess that's something.
After pulling himself up he brushed himself down the front of his overalls that were open and the sweat was running down his perfect torso, latching onto a light smattering of dark blonde body hair. I had to pull myself together and stop staring.
"Now what can I do for you, a car service, new tires, petrol?"
"New guttering and downpipes, lacework restored and the garden set out so I don't spend all my time in it." His eyes squinted I could see some fine lines appearing and it was hotter than an oven in here.
"Can I call by and quote the jobs, I can start in a couple of weeks when I know how much guttering you will need, do you want the pvc coated one or just the old tin one?'
"I hadn't even thought about it, which is the best?"
"Pvc, doesn't rust, always looks neat."
"We go with that then." He walked over to the work desk and rustled around then he handed me a color chart.
I flipped through it, I can see it was going to do my head in just choosing.
"White, the only way to go." He smiled.
"Okay, can you quote on the weekend and we talk about the garden later on, it's not going anywhere and my gran tried to upkeep it but it's been unattended for some years, so a complete overhaul when you get the time. And March, I won't have the money for about three months after the house auction there's no hurry. I just thought we or you can do some plans in the meantime."
"That's good I can work my bookings so I'm not busy then, that gives me plenty of time to plan. And Nick, a garden is for life, it should be laid out properly from the get-go, so we can plan that also."
He wiped his hands and looked into my eyes, I nearly fainted.
"Come across the road and I will shout you a cool drink, we can discuss this further." I offered.
He accepted my invitation then he went to clean the grease off his hands. He stood at the sink and dropped his overall top. I wanted to look away but I couldn't and I rushed to get every muscle and bone into my memory banks before he finished. The garb sat on his hips and when he was done he dropped them completely. Disappointingly he had his black shorts on then he reached for his tank top. I have no idea what was happening in my groin area but I know I was sporting a fat, if I touched it I recon I would cum instantly but I didn't dare go there. He started walking outside and I followed him like a forlorn puppy, I was waiting for him to scratch behind my ears.
He ordered a coke and I ordered iced tea. We sat with May and I told them exactly what I wanted to do.
"You must reinstall the iron lacework, Nicky, that cottage looks glum without it."
"Yes for sure I will need that put back then, can I ring you if it's still stored there?"
"It will still be there, in the garage."
"My gran didn't like old things I have no idea why she bought that home."
"The open fires and the wood stove she liked that a lot, it reminded her of her childhood I think."
"Well they are a pest but I kinda like looking at them but not using them. I light the one out the back it burns forever."
"Yes slow burn heating, you can cook nice dinners on top of them," May said, and I never thought of that.
"Will you be paying in cash?"
"If you want I can."
"Good that makes it cheaper."
May went off to serve some kids with ice creams and I caught him looking at me, not looking at my face he was looking at the split in my shorts. He cleared his throat and asked me.
"What happened with your ex?"
"What do you mean?"
"Why isn't he here with you?"
"Long story, three years of planning a life together then he just walked out."
"No one just walks out, there must have been signs."
"There were three years of signs, he's always wanted to be a big actor and he was good at it. That's where his heart was at, not entwined with mine as I found out. He was offered a big part in a movie and from there he signed onto Netflix to do some serial work. He dumped me to fend for myself. I had a breakdown because I didn't think he would treat me that badly. Looking back I know that's exactly how he would treat anyone, fame is a lustful thing once it gets a hold on you." I wasn't going to tell him the real story, so I lied again.
"Do you still talk to him?'
"Only a few times March, once about the house and once about the auction, not once about my stroke or breakdown those sorts of things don't interest him because it's not about him, his ego is huge if you know what I mean."
"So you were together three years then."
"Yes, and don't ask why I stayed, I don't know the answer to that now. I would have said it was because I loved him but I even doubt that now."
"So is your home up for sale?"
"Yes and good riddance, we did a lot of renovations on it and restored it to its former glory but it was empty of warmth and love, it is just a showpiece for his theatre mates."
"Do you want to restore the old cottage, It's just that I have ideas if you want to hear them?"
"I do March, and yes restore and modernize some. I don't know at the moment. I wanted these few things done first before I decided."
"You are doing it wrong then. You should start with the renovations then guttering and maybe paint." I suppose he's right, I dropped my head and closed my eyes, how the hell am I going to get through all this again? Having March around the house just about every weekend will certainly put an end to me.
"What do you have in mind?"
He ordered drinks for both of us. May was smiling at me then she almost skipped off to get our order.
"The room you call the family room is outdated, under that carpet are some awesome floorboards that need to be polished and shown. If it was me leave the two bedrooms at the front and turn the third into an ensuite bathroom closet sort of room, the office stays as a small guest bedroom it has the nicest fireplace in it. The kitchen wall should be opened up to the family room. We can match the boards with the third bedroom ones, the new bathroom will have tiling anyway. Wrap the whole house with the lacework, guttering, and some paint and you are done." He smiled then he had forgotten something.
"I forgot, big floor-to-ceiling windows on the back and side, and a big window across the kitchen bench, better views more light." He sat back,
"I guess you will have plans or a drawing of this magnificent place?"
"I have my friend's house, he did it up a few years ago, and it's very similar to yours."
"Your friend?'
"My old school friend, he moved back to the next big town a few years back and restored a similar cottage, we can go look at it if you like and maybe steal some of his ideas." He grinned.
"Done." I held my hand out and he shook it.
I didn't have any intention to revamp the whole house but I liked his ideas and I liked him, again.
"Will that be cash?" He said, I started laughing.
"That's better a smile at long last."
"They are in there, but sometimes they get a bit tired of smiling all the time, especially over the past months."
"Well, it is good to see they are back."
Having said that they disappeared just as a woman pulled up in her car, she had an urgent rattle to get rid of, in other words, a fender to be pushed out she had just hit something on the road and wanted a quick fix.
He went to talk to her and I gathered up my purchases and paid the bill, I told May that March had taken charge of my home and she said it will be in good hands. I both ran and walked home I was visualizing March's cameo performance in the garage when he dropped his overalls, my stiff was begging for release and that was the first thing I did when I sat on the sofa I stretched my legs apart and let fly with today's offerings into a towel.
I looked around the house and tried to imagine it all done then I pulled up a piece of carpet and yes the floorboards were old and awesome.
The family room was what he said, an oversized lounge dining room, and the kitchen was hidden behind a big wall that will be opened up. Gran used to have the fourth bedroom set up as the dining room, I might reinstate it.
His ideas will not only modernize, it will bring the old cottage back to its original look, and I am going to love sitting out there on a summer's night, the old bathroom will have to be redone also at some stage.
I still haven't used the bedrooms they were too empty and the high ceilings made them a bit cold looking. I suppose I will move into one eventually and I liked the idea of the ensuite. I sat and thought more on it and decided I could afford it easily, so why not. I get a new home and a hunky maintenance man to perve on all day, I also wondered if he would wear his tight shorts to do the job, better have the cameras ready.
I tossed and turned most of the night, something was getting into my head and it calmed down when I had another pull, that's all I needed.
I threw the tissue into the fire and put another piece of wood in it then I slept soundly. The birds didn't annoy me in the morning I think the noisy one has moved on, when I dressed I went into the almost empty garage, the lacework was sitting along one side covered in an old tarpaulin. I picked up a piece and thought I had better do something about restoring it. Dad will know how to do it I will ring him later on. Sunny hot days always get me excited, I had nothing much to do today except work on my finances. I hope we get a good price for the house then I won't have to worry about money then.
Around one I started my journey to the river, I hadn't explored enough to be confident about going anywhere else. No one was there and I stripped off and plunged in naked. It was now ok to swim in the nude, but I always kept my shorts close by. I was again letting the water flow over me and thinking about the work March has to do, will he take a year? I didn't know, it could take him two and I must get a finish date off him just so he knows not to be a slacker. I felt the water swell and opened one eye, March was getting in and he had a big smile on his face he was adorable, and I was naked.
"You came late today." I stared at him.
"May said you were coming here later so I thought I would join you if that's okay."
"I have nothing on."
"Really? I didn't notice." He laughed.
I reached up to grab my shorts and he came nearer and took my arm.
"No need Nicky, two guys swimming naked, what can go wrong?" He giggled.
I opened my eyes fully and there he was in all his glory naked and fucking gorgeous. He had a very manly dick which flopped down from his dark blonde pubes, I nearly cried at his magnificence, and size, what an outstanding knob he has. He sat down next to me and started washing the water over his body but now I couldn't see much only that verandah of a chest that begged me to suck on it.
"It is so peaceful here Nicky I love it so much."
"Well, I know you found it and it's yours, but to save me from finding my own can I share it with you sometimes?"
"Of course, you can, I couldn't think of anyone better I would want to share it with."
"Thank you, are you going to cope with the renovations?" I wanted to talk business I had already pushed my stiff between my legs which calmed it a bit.
"Yes, I will get it done easy, it's the lace work that will take time unless we send it away to get restored, but that costs plenty."
"My dad knows a few things March, I am thinking he will show me how to restore it and I can do some of it. I can paint too so help isn't that far away." He looked sideways at me and smiled.
"If you want to have a go at it, you will need plenty of paint stripper and a wire brush. Some will come up as good as new some won't, they are the ones you send away, you should practice on a bit, and if you are confident it will all be done by the time we get started." I nodded my head understanding what he was saying.
I didn't know if he had cracked a fat because the water covered most of him up but I could see his magnificent legs and chest. He moved and turned on his stomach, wrong, this is so wrong his ass was jaw-dropping.
"You know if you were gay I would be all over that award-winning ass in a nanosecond." He laughed like a little boy and moved out to the deeper part he then sang out.
"If I thought you were a real man, I would probably let you." That started the splashing and the laughing. I joined him and apologized for making him feel uncomfortable. He just smiled with his eyes, I grabbed my shorts and pulled them on. He got out and dried himself off and he had a semi-fat when I dared to look his way.
His truck was parked in the thicket, with no carpark within miles so he just shoves it in where he can, safely out of the way. He drove me home and caught me trying to look at him he had left his tank top off.
"I don't know what to do."
"It will be my pleasure to show you." I moaned.
"About the garden idiot."
"Oh that, well I have some ideas about landscaping." The giggling started.
"I bet you do." He left it at that and when we got to the house he gave it the once over and then said he will do separate quotes.
I was disappointed he left, but I wasn't disappointed in the memory he had given to me, the pull was fierce and the cum was plenty as I orgasmed at my kitchen table, it took ages for me to recover and I sat there while the cum dried on my legs and floor. After showering I looked at my iPad no messages except one from Jason, 'I bet you wanted to fuck him today.'
I froze and immediately thought we had an audience at the river. I didn't so much mind but March would be furious if he thought someone was watching us.
`Were you there?'
`No just caught him dropping you off, I guessed the rest'
'Well the answer is yes, and no, I didn't make a pass he's straight, and has no idea what he's doing to me' I thought about ignoring him even restricting him from writing to me, but I think he is harmless.
I shrugged and went to have a shower, I am in good shape and I hoped I didn't disappoint March today, it's not a competition but I do have a great hard runner's body if I may say so myself.
I dressed again and turned the big tv on, for background noise, I moved to the bedroom and tried to love it, but I couldn't get past how cold it looked. I moved some things around and placed the bed on a different wall it looked a little better but not quite right, maybe an old iron bed would suit it. A visit to the antique shop will tell me what I should have in that room. I am so used to modern stuff, maybe I will leave it for now and rethink after it's renovated, maybe March will have some ideas.
I rang mum she said all was quiet there and my dad was thinking of coming up on the weekend. I told her to come because I needed to show dad something. I will get started on the lace work if it's not too fiddly. The sun beat down and I sat outside with a cold bottle of tea and my iPad. I read the local page then I looked up March's family again there was a photo of him and May as kids he was so cute even back then.
I had a thought and looked up restoration on lace ironwork, sand blasting is the quickest way to go and that's expensive. I once again slept on the couch and I had a good night, I dreamt of March and he was naked, just as my mouth moved in I woke up with a massive boner. I will wear myself out wanking at every thought of that hunk. I am becoming obsessed with him, I don't think he's gay otherwise he would have taken up my offer at the river, and he isn't in my life a lot which tells me we are just friends and not hanging off each other all the time.
Maybe it will change when he does the house, maybe it will stay the same. I was only second-guessing the outcomes. To break my obsession I started running the opposite way to the river, although it was hot I did find a part of the river eventually that I could have a decent dip. This part wasn't as beautiful as March's but it was bordered by six beautiful weeping willows, I can imagine myself hanging off a few of the branches and throwing my body into the water. I spent nearly two hours wading around and thoroughly enjoying myself in the coolness, then I continued my journey but I had slowly walked home the few times I went there, playing Tarzan wears you out.
It was on the fifth day he came looking for me, he was mad that I thought I should find my own spot. I stopped him in his tracks when I said.
"March, it's you that is stopping me, the last time we were there you were naked have you any idea what that does to a gay man? I wanked myself blind last week and it's still not settling down. I am better off just doing my own thing."
"Sorry I didn't realize I had that effect on you."
"Well you do now, so, if I'm not there I will be here enjoying my solitude with no distractions." I smiled.
"But what if I leave my bathers on?"
"The same, I can see through cotton."
I could tell he was disappointed and as he walked away he yelled.
"You are missing the best of me, Nicky, don't stay away too long." Then the prick half waved over his head and tried to wobble his ass cheeks, no movement, it was all muscle.
I wasn't mad but I was happy I said those things, short of I love you, I doubt he still got it. I have done it again, I have fallen for the impossible, at least with Will I knew he was gay from the start, he had picked me up in a bar and we didn't part after that. With March I can tell him what he does to me but he doesn't seem to understand. And I guess he hasn't had any interactions with the gay population to do any research.
The week before the auction he still hadn't started the renovation plans and I had gone to the city to stay with my parents. I was nervous and worried we might not sell, before I left I sent a message to May and told her where I was, you know how she worries about me.
I walked through the house with the agent and everything is perfect, Dianna, my interior decorator and her assistant Tony had done a great job staging it.
I didn't love this place all that much, but I loved the prestige it gave me, and Matt certainly was a good fit. I had money that gran had left me so I went dollar to dollar with him, as dad said it will be a good investment. I was thinking along the lines of a forever home but Matt had different plans. I always thought his plans included me, but when he said he was off to Canada there was no mention of me going along only I could come over once he was settled. Well, he settled into the lifestyle very quickly and he also found it easy to find work.
I was enjoying staying in my old room at mums, it was small but familiar, and I did miss the cottage I had grown to love and the area. I caught up with some old friends and we did go party, photos were posted to my Facebook page but somehow ended up on the community page.
`He's having a ball in the city'
`Is he there for good?'
`No just for the house auction'
One of the photos was of me in my ripped shorts and a tank top at a nightclub in town. A gorgeous friend was pretending to kiss me, I had the biggest grin on my face. The next day I got texts from May.
'Did you have fun, Nicky?'
'Yes thank you May, it is so different from up there, and it's good to be back at home.'
'I don't think March was impressed, he has that sour-faced look on him again, are you coming back?'
'Of course, I am. I don't know why he's involving himself, I was with some old workmates and we danced up a storm.'
Why am I telling her this and why am I feeling guilty about having some fun, for God's sake let me be, there's something wrong with that Stephenson family I am convinced there is.
Not long after I got a message from Simon.
'He's so mad at the moment.'
'I heard he wasn't the best.'
'You shouldn't tease him with that tight little ass.'
'I wasn't, it was for everyone, not just him.'
Again no answer, I think he is maybe jealous also. I can't help it if my ass is packaged perfectly, and to answer your next question, no, I came home alone.
The auction day was sunny and we couldn't have asked for a better result, it was way above the reserve. I asked the agent to send a message to Matt and tell him the final total, I couldn't be bothered telling him myself. We celebrated with champagne and mum and dad were happy for us. It was only after the second bottle was opened I went outside to get something from my car I saw it. A familiar rust-colored utility was parked up the street. I have no idea why he was here and I didn't want to know, but I was furious because he can knock on the door anytime, and he has a lot in common with dad. As I walked back and closed the door I heard the chugging of the engine go by, is he stalking me or what? I didn't help them with the second bottle I was too worked up, so our little party came to an end when I went to bed.
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