Joe's Summer Job

Joe's Summer Job Pt. 2

It's been a while since I wrote my first erotic story and posted it on here. I figured I should revive this one since I did leave it on sort of a cliffhanger despite it getting the most comments. I'm too lazy to edit the first part, but for the sake of continuity let's just clarify, Joe assumed that Neil was an "experienced" lover simply due to his age, but actually Joe is the one who is more experienced. Neil is the mythical "old virgin". Joe has been with both men and women before.

Also, fun fact, this story was inspired by real life, though I won't share how much is fact and how much is fiction.

Anyway, I'll pick up right where I left off. Go back and read the original for context! :) Enjoy!

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The post orgasmic blissful silence lasted for about 15 minutes. The stars were beginning to twinkle and the evening glow was replaced by the darkness of night. Each man shot sidelong glances at each other, unable to stop smiling yet unsure of what to say if anything at all. Joe couldn't take it anymore. His brain began buzzing with questions as his head cleared.

"Ok- I just have to ask, what did you mean when you said you thought it wouldn't happen after all these years? And when you joked about stripping, was that true? Were you a stripper or something at some point? And how old are you exactly? I mean I know obviously you're much older than me. How long have you been interested in me like this?"

Thus began Joe's interrogation of his older companion.

Neil was happily surprised at the sudden volley of questions. Before now, the two had always kept conversations somewhat superficial and polite along with an occasional raunchy joke. Of course after such an erotic escapade, things would probably be much different.

Neil squeezed Joe's shoulder with a grin and a chuckle.

"Hold your horses, cowboy. Let's just try one question at a time. I'm still... processing."

Joe nodded his head enthusiastically. "Right, right. Um, I'm the first trans guy you've uh... been with huh?"

"Actually, you're the first guy I've been with ever." Neil explained.

"Girls?"

"Never been with a girl either."

Joe sat in the passenger seat with a shocked expression, staring at the silver-haired stud driving the cherry red Ford F250. He let out a long, low whistle before responding.

"I- I can't- I don't believe you! There's no way! You?! You're a virgin?! At your age?!"

"Was, Joe." Neil replied, the grin still plastered across his face. A rumble of laughter rose up and began filling the cab.

Joe, still in disbelief, couldn't help but join in. Their fits of laughing eventually mellowed out into soft giggles, but every time Joe looked over at Neil and saw the way his shoulders heaved up and down with his chest as he laughed, hunching over the steering wheel, his heart throbbed and he couldn't help but laugh again. In a way, Joe thought, their cycle of laughing perfectly mimicked the cycle of shivers and throbbing when they so powerfully climaxed together in the garage only minutes ago.

As Joe looked out the window and tried to catch his breath, Neil playfully slapped the edge of the steering wheel a few times and let out a hefty sigh of relief.

"Aaah Joe, you're gonna give me a heart attack one of these days! Shit, I thought I was going to have one when you kissed me."

"Please don't have one, I don't want to be accused of murder." Joe said, half joking and half serious. "Ok, another question, how old are you?"

Neil relaxed back in his seat and steered with one hand at the top of the wheel. He angled his body slightly toward Joe, and Joe drank in the sight of his dimly lit body. Even with clothes on, Joe couldn't stop himself from practically drooling over the man. His hair was so shiny and smooth, and perfectly reflected the moonlight coming in through the car's windshield. His hands were calloused and strong, but he clearly took good care of them. Joe found himself lost in trying to memorize the contours of Neil's gently defined, clean shaven jaw and thin but perfect lips. He almost didn't hear Neil speak.

"...you'll get it someday." Neil ended his response. Joe realized he only heard the tail end of it.

"Huh???" Joe exclaimed louder than he meant to.

Neil looked over at Joe and realized the boy's eyes were as big as saucers. Clearly infatuated and not hearing a word he was saying.

"59, buddy." Neil repeated, offering a simple answer the swooning boy could comprehend. Who knew he still had it in him to make a young man swoon like that?

Joe's slapped his forehead in disbelief for the second time. "You're 59?! You've got to be kidding! I thought you were maybe just got grey hair kind of early and were rocking it! 59?! What the fuck?!"

"I know, I know, sometimes I can't believe it myself... then when I wake up in the morning and half to bend down to put on my shoes, well, my body sure does remind me."

"Sure, yeah, but Neil- 59! You look incredible and how the hell are you not like crippled from all the hard work and stuff?"

"Let's just say I haven't always been this rugged. I used to be a pilot actually."

"Shut. Uuuuup! No way! I wanted to be a pilot too! Well then I got interested in being a firefighter, then- well you know."

The rest of the drive went pretty much in that same pattern. Joe interrogating Noel, and then being shocked at the answers and beginning to idolize Neil even more.

"So let me get this straight- you're hot as fuck, super smart, super nice, lived in nearly every state, and have done so many cool jobs but SOMEHOW, you've never had sex before until now? It's mind boggling!" Joe summed up their conversation as they pulled up to the diner.

Neil put the truck in park and looked over with those eyes that made Joe's heart melt.

He nodded to Joe.

"Now that I've tangoed with you, I do regret not trying it sooner. On the other hand..." he paused as he opened the door. "Maybe it's a good thing I waited until being retired, because now I don't know how I'm going to be able to think about anything else for a long time." Neil finished with a wink, and got out.

Joe smiled to himself for a moment before getting out to follow him into the diner. The red neon glow of the sign made the scenery around them feel fuzzy and nostalgic. Joe had the sense that something about this connection wasn't just going to be a one time thing.

In the diner, they talked and laughed and joked about all sorts of things while waiting for the server to come over and take their orders. Joe could almost forget about their significant age gap, if it weren't for Neil's hair color. Still, it made him look majestic, almost like the mountains behind the ranch.

The booth they sat in was in a quiet corner of the diner, nearly blocked off from the rest of the restaurant by some decorative fake plants on top of a half wall.

"Hey Joe, would you mind sitting on this side with me? I forgot my reading glasses and I'd sure appreciate a hand with the menu."

"You mean an eye?" Joe replied with a smile. He got up and slid onto the bench seat next to Neil.

"Sure."

"I like this... more cozy, huh?"

"Sure." Neil repeated. He couldn't resist throwing an arm around his new companion and kissing the top of his head. Joe's hair was wild and spiked up from the day's work. He smelled almost like dirt and some kind of animal, a confusing yet alluring combination.

Joe's heartbeat quickened just like it had before in the garage. Neil's arm was a welcome gesture of affection. From the first day they met, Joe continually dreamed about showing such affections toward Neil but never dared to make a move. Luckily there was no doubt now. He rested his hand on Neil's thigh and leaned his head closer. The scent of whatever laundry products Neil used was unforgettable. That smell overpowered the slight hint of sweat and mingled in Joe's nose, causing him to get a sort of body high. His mind immediately drifted to what Neil might look like under that checkered blue and white flannel. Just a quick feel, Joe convinced himself would be ok. He slid a hand under Neil's clothes and up his stomach, tracing a happy trail up to his chest.

"Hey buddy... what are you doing?" Neil whispered. His voice raised goosebumps on Joe's neck.

"You better quit that or we'll go hungry."

Joe couldn't stop, he could hardly breathe. In the time it took for them to drive here, get a spot and sit down, Joe's body was beginning to deal with the consequences of their earlier actions. Neil's cum that hadn't already leaked out onto the garage floor earlier was now beginning to make itself known to Joe in his boxers. He squirmed his legs against the growing heat, alerting Neil to the trouble brewing.

Neil's hand gripped Joe's shoulder a little. His hot breath against Joe's ear was too much to handle. The two lover's ended up locking lips, unaware of the waitress who had just walked up.

She cleared her throat.

"Mr. Adam's, Joe, how are we tonight?"

Joe snapped his head toward the sound. Neil coughed uncomfortably and attempted to wipe a smile off his face while wiping the bit of Joe's saliva off his bottom lip. He succeeded at one of those things.

"What can I get started for you two?" She asked, trying to put on a smile like she hadn't just walked up on her uncle sucking the lips off his summer hire.

"Lydia! Oh it's a stupendous night as usual! How's your mom? And uh, we'll take a round of coffees." Neil said, not a hint of awkwardness in his voice.

Joe wanted to sink into the ground. His cheeks burned and the cute waitress he'd been eyeing every time he visited the diner with Neil probably saw him much differently now. Joe scolded himself in his head. Why was this so embarrassing for him? He'd been with his fair share of lovers before and never once felt the need to hide. How did Neil feel so casual about the whole thing? Wasn't he the one who'd spent most of his life hiding from romance?

Was it the age gap? Was it because him and Neil were supposed to be in a professional relationship?

As Joe sat there wrestling with his conflicted feelings, Neil gracefully handled the whole situation, putting Lydia at ease. They even started joking around.

"Guess I'll have to tell my mom you're off the market now, Neil." She said giggling just before heading back to put in an order for 2 double cheeseburgers and a basket of onion rings.

"Don't go spreading rumors now!" Neil called after her.

After some more waiting and socializing, Joe and Neil got their food and tried not to eat too fast. Every moment was a tease and a dare. As soon as they finished their meal and were walking back to the truck, Neil whispered into Joe's ear one more time before pinning him against the passenger side door.

"I can't wait. I need to fuck you now." Neil said, grinding his hips into Joe's.

Joe's breath hitched in his chest.

"Wait, not here, we can't! What if someone sees us?" Joe whispered back, his lips just a millimeter away from Neil's. Without a word, he was being pushed along toward the back of the truck. The cool night air teased his lower back where Neil had been feeling up his shirt, leaving it wrinkled and slightly open.

Neil opened the back of the truck, which had a topper on it, and lowered the tailgate.

Joe understood.

He crawled up into the bed of the truck, being careful not to hit his head on the low roof of the topper. It wasn't exactly comfy, he thought, but had no time to think about their less than ideal setting before being pushed down roughly by Neil's dominant hands. His supply of oxygen was suddenly cut off by those perfect lips and a hand on his throat.

"Oh fuck..." Joe groaned under his breath.

Here we go again, he thought.

The heavy breathing, the blood rushing in his ears, and the smells, the feelings, the raw, vulnerable feeling of being unwrapped like a Christmas present. Joe would definitely have to get back at Neil and unwrap him at some point.

Their lips battled again and bodies moved in remarkable synchronization. This time although Neil was forceful, he was gentler, drawing out soft moans from the college boy beneath him.

"Mmm such a cute boy."

Joe's brain went haywire as soon as Neil said that. Every fiber of his being wanted Neil more than anything. He reached up with both hands, pulling Neil's head down into a deep kiss. It didn't matter if they both had onion ring breath. Joe wanted to taste every bit of Neil and then some. Neil opened his mouth over and over, trying to catch every moan and whimper out of Joe's lips. Their tongues swirled together like the milkshakes in the diner blender.

"Neil... you're... so... fucking hot." Joe breathed in between kisses. His body was screaming for more, hips bucking, back arching, body writhing with the same need as before, more even, now that he knew what to expect.

Neil was falling into his animal brain again, losing his capacity to speak. He could only show his young companion what he felt. For the second time today, he wrestled Joe out of his clothes, being careful not the let the boy hurt himself on the small pile of hand tools next to them.

He kissed and licked his way across Joe's tight young body, making his way down until Joe was nearly panicked from how close he was getting to the prize. Then, it happened. Warmth, wetness, suction, perfection. Joe's eyes rolled back and he let out a brief cry from deep in his chest. Neil's mouth was casting spells between Joe's legs.

"Oh my god... oh my GOD!" Joe exclaimed, throwing his head back and locking his hands around Neil's forearms, which were holding his legs open. Joe was twitching with pleasure now, nearly hyperventilating with lust.

"Fuuuck I need more, Neil. I need you. Fuck, I need you inside me right now! Right fucking now!" Joe finally let himself work up a hint of aggression. He grabbed Neil by the collar, pulling him up and attempting to flip him onto his back. Neil ended up on his back with Joe straddling him. Joe was actually surprisingly strong when he wanted to be, Neil thought.

Fuck! Neil thought, taken by surprise. Fuck! He really does want me!

Joe frantically tore into Neil's pants and immediately began slurping up his cock, attempting to make quick work of getting it hard. Neil didn't need any persuasion. He was already extremely turned on. In less than a minute, he was rock hard. Joe came up for air, a strand of spit stringing out then snapping, dangling from his lips as Neil pulled him into more kissing. Their sloppy kissing noises drowned out the obscene squelching their bodies made together down below. Joe rocked his hips back and forth on Neil's hard member, wanting to savor each moment. Both of their wills and patience were beginning to break. Joe finally ripped open Neil's shirt exposing his chest and hard nipples. He ran his hands up and down Neil's chest, feeling the hairs tickle his palms and fingers as their hips found their rhythm.

Joe squeezed his eyes shut briefly as Neil plunged himself as deep as possible. There it was again, Neil's hardness throbbing inside him, making him shiver and fall deeper in love, or lust. He didn't care which.

"Aaaah thank you- thank you sir, thank you- th- hhhaaaaah." Joe slurred his words with lust and eventually stopped trying to say how much he loved it. He didn't know what else to say, or how to say it.

Neil still couldn't find it in him to even think of trying to speak. With this young man's perfect, hot, wet fuckhole wrapped so tightly around his cock, he could only think of unleashing another load soon. He began to thrust, slowly and deliberately. He was already so close... Joe's arms were locked out, palms pressed against the truck bed on either side of Neil's head, but soon began to weaken as Neil quickened the pace. Soon, Joe's full body weight was resting on Neil's chest. Neil wrapped his arms around Joe again and began to thrust harder.

The breathing got harder, the thrusting got harder, everything more intense until finally Joe was breathlessly crying obscenities into Neil's ear.

Neil loved how dirty he could make Joe speak, as if he was no longer an innocent college boy, but a slut just made to take cock.

"God damnit- should I pull out? Can you still get pregnant?" Neil asked, a small moment of clarity coming to him. He locked eyes with the young man bouncing on his cock.

"Fuck, we can't stop now, I want every drop of your hot cum inside me." Joe said, then placed his soft warm mouth around a nipple, making Neil gasp and thrust harder again. He couldn't hold back anymore. He'd been on the verge of cumming as soon as Joe's body became a sheath around him. Now with Joe suckling one nipple and tweaking the other, he was going to explode any moment.

"I can't hold it anymore-" Neil panted. His grip on Joe's hips tightened one last time as he unleashed his seed with a deep groan.

"Mmm that's it, fill me up, you're cock throbbing inside me like that feels so good!"

Neil shivered and squeezed Joe's sides as he unloaded shot after shot of thick, hot, sticky cum. The young man's hole quivered and kept milking more out of his older lover's body.

In the dim lighting of the diner parking lot, the truck finally stopped rocked back and forth.

"This is going to be a long summer." Joe whispered, caressing Neil's face.

"I wouldn't have it any other way." Neil replied.

To be continued...