Maing Deals

Jordy's work-day seemed long, despite the shortened hours now prevalent in his workplace. Anticipation sat heavily on him and he had a lot to look forward to. Today was the culmination of much scrimping and saving and a lot of hard work, not only invested in job labour, but also in his relationship with Mandy, his girlfriend. Today was the day that he bought her an engagement ring.

Which brought him to the other aspect of his anticipation. It was only possible to close the deal on that ring today because of his interaction with Del, the jeweller. The handsome black man had proposed to pay the last couple of hundred bucks in exchange for a few hours with Jordy's body. It had all happened so fast that Jordy agreed and enjoyed gay sex for the first time. Afterward, he felt guilty for his adultery and for peddling his flesh for money.

Remedying that was the other thing he was anticipating. He would set Del straight that he was not an easy sleaze for cash and would set up a plan to repay the money or earn it in a more customary manner with his skills as a groundskeeper or handyman. The sex itself would be dismissed as a pleasant indiscretion.

When the whistle sounded at three o'clock, Jordy went home and shaved, showered and changed. He made a sandwich and whiled away the time so that he would not arrive at the jewellery store until almost the time that Del was finishing work.

At quarter-to-five p.m., Jordy walked into the jewellery store in a rugged pair of jeans and a t-shirt. There were customers scattered throughout the store but none of them presently occupied Del or a young woman working the counter with him.

Jordy wondered how Del would be when they met again, either distant or too familiar, but he need not have worried. Del was warmly professional.

"Good to see you again, Jordy. Are we here to complete the transaction?"

"You know it, Del." Jordy pulled out his wallet and presented the jeweller with the same two hundred dollars Del had presented him with the night before, along with his deposit receipt.

Del barely looked at the money, confident it was all there, and accepted the receipt.

"I'll bring your merchandise at once."

Del presented the ring in its handsome case and Jordy marveled at it once again. He was going to be so proud to offer his girlfriend this ring.

"Is there anything else I can offer you today, Jordy?"

Jordy leaned in conspiratorially and whispered at Del. "I need to talk to you, but not with all these people around."

"After work?" Del asked with interest.

"That's what I was hoping."

"You know my car. Follow me home when I come out," Del said. "Or do you prefer a more... neutral location? A restaurant? A café?"

"Your house is fine."

"Then I'll see you there."

"Sounds good."

Jordy left with his merchandise, smiling at other customers on his way out.

When the time came, Del came out of the shop, locked up and waved to Jordy who was sitting in his car. Jordy waved back and Del got in his car. The two drove to Del's large house on the quiet street, parked up and they met at the driveway side door. Del unlocked the door and let them in.

The door open up on a sitting area and Del pointed to a comfortable chair for Jordy.

"Have a seat."

"Thanks."

"Beer? Or would you like a Scotch?"

"Wow... it's been a while since I had a Scotch. Yes, please."

Jordy needed to bring up what was bothering him, but he didn't want to make things weird with the jeweller. He decided to come straight to the point.

"First, I can't thank you enough for what you did for me yesterday with the ring. I also wanted you to know that I will treasure memories of the rest of what we did together too."

"Me too." Del handed him that glass of Scotch. The ice clinked inside.

"I don't regret it. Only one thing doesn't sit right with me. I feel like I took money for sex when I initially meant to agree to doing work around your house. I feel like I should either repay you the money, like a loan, or do the jobs you need done around here for you."

"Oh, is that it?"

Jordy didn't know how to answer that.

"I thought you were going to declare 'it never happened' or something."

"No. I'm glad it happened. It was one of the greatest things I've ever experienced."

"You have a pretty open mind for someone setting his sights on marrying a girl."

"Don't get me wrong. It can't happen again. I love Mandy and don't want to betray her. Yesterday was a happy exception that I will spend my life making up to her."

"Okay. So, you want to repay the money and that will make you feel better?"

"Or work it off in a more... conventional way."

"You don't have to do either. I'm not bothered."

"I am."

"I thought you might say that. If you're leaving the choice up to me, I'd rather you did some work on the house for me. It's really too big for me, family-sized. I was thinking of renting it out or selling it. I just can't quite let it go yet. It was my dad's house. Lots of memories."

"I understand that. What do you need done?"

"Well, let me see. There's a creaky stair or two going upstairs. The closet door in the main bedroom is out of its track all the time. The hot-cold faucets in the upstairs bathroom were put on the wrong way around. I want to install a ceiling fan in my bedroom; I've had the fan in my closet for a year. The basement stairway handrail is falling out of the wall. You know about the hot water shortage."

"The hot water issue likely calls for a new tank. You might talk to a plumber about that, but I should be able to help with the rest. I have tools in my car. Do you want me to start now?"

"Sure, but finish your Scotch."

Del turned on the TV. Neither of them cared to watch the news though and that seemed to dominate the channels available, so Del muted it.

"I was thinking all day about last night. It's been a long time since I was with someone. I'm glad it was you."

"I'm glad too."

"I won't lie, Jordy. If I could get you in bed again, I would."

"I feel the same, but it can't happen."

"I guess not."

There was an uncomfortable silence. Jordy finished his Scotch while there was still ice in the glass. He went out to his car and got his tools, then had Del show him around the house so he could decide where to start.

By seven o'clock, Jordy had finished the list except for the ceiling fan installation in the bedroom. Del watched as the handyman switched out the light fixture for the fan, wiring it in carefully and with none of the awkwardness that would have accompanied Del's attempts to complete the same job.

"You're sweating," Del said to Jordy. "Warm work. Now that the fan is running, sit on the bed and enjoy it and I'll grab you a drink. More Scotch?"

"I wouldn't normally say no, but I have to drive later."

"How about a non-alcoholic iced tea?"

"Sounds perfect."

"Coming right up."

The men lay side-by-side under the whirling blades of the fan, enjoying its cooling effect. The cold drinks were in their hands. The minutes passed and the men just lay there quietly until Del spoke up.

"I won't lie to you, Jordy. If you lie there much longer, I'm going to pull out your cock and suck it."

Jordy smiled. He felt the same attraction for Del. "I guess I'd better get going then, because I was just thinking the same thing about you."

"You know," Del said. "Some people claim oral sex is not adultery."

"I don't think any of those people are Mandy."

"I guess not."

"Thanks for the drinks," Jordy said as he sat up on the edge of the bed and looked at the time. It was still only eight o'clock. Mandy wouldn't be home until ten-thirty. He willed himself to stand, and failed.

"What are you waiting for, man?"

Jordy wasn't sure what he meant. At first, he thought Del was saying that in the "don't let the door hit you on the way out" sense. Then he realized that Del was really asking why he didn't make a move on him.

"I... don't really want to go."

"Then stay."

"But..."

"I don't know what this thing is between us. Something with chemistry or what. I don't want you to go either. I want to make love to you again."

"I shouldn't..."

"Are you sure?"

"I'm not feeling very sure about anything."

"Man, get out of your clothes. You don't need me to tell you I want you again, do you?"

They quickly stripped down until they were naked on the bed under the fan. Their hands explored each other's bodies eagerly and their lips were joined over probing tongues. Soon they adjusted their positions so that they could suck each other's dicks in the classic sixty-nine.

How did this happen? Jordy asked himself. He couldn't blame Del. He'd been forthright with his desire from the beginning and Jordy had stayed. What would Mandy think if she knew he was blowing and being blown by a man right now? They'd been dating since high school, nearly seven years. She was the only woman he'd ever known, and now he betrayed her with a man? But he couldn't stop himself. It was like Del said. There was a chemistry between them that they could not deny, and maybe it was more than they could resist.

Jordy moaned with the pleasuring of cock. His and Del's. It was almost like they were one. The technique he practiced on his lover was almost identical to what Del was doing to him. They were heading toward an inevitable conclusion until Del broke the connection to propose a different one.

"Jordy, I want you to fuck me! I want to be your first man-on-man ass-fuck!"

Jordy was hot for the idea. He had experienced anal sex with Mandy and enjoyed it very much. They did it occasionally for variation in their sex routine. Now Jordy wanted Del's ass more than Mandy's... for the moment.

Del repositioned himself on the bed: face-down, ass-up. Jordy lusted over the unblemished backside. He remembered from the previous evening's escapades where Del kept his lube. He quickly liberated the bottle from the bedside drawer and poured some of the liquid over Del's anus. He rubbed it in with two fingers, giving his lover a little poke that made him squeal with excitement. When he was satisfied that Del was ready for him, he poured more lube in hand and slicked his cock for action. He tossed the closed bottle on the table and wiped the excess lubricant on his hand on Del's ass cheeks.

"I'm coming in," Jordy announced.

"You're not a 747, man. Just land it!"

Jordy obliged by kneeling behind his partner and guiding his cock into Del's asshole. He pushed the head of his dick gently against the anus and the opening yielded. His organ advanced and he felt the bowel walls closing around him. The feeling was familiar from his experiences with Mandy, but somehow the pressure on his cock was greater.

"Unh," Jordy said as he squeezed his way into the tight butthole.

"I exercise those muscles for occasions like these. Ten bucks says you can't last ten minutes in my ass."

"Unh," Jordy groaned once more as his cock sank balls deep into the incredible orifice. Jordy didn't want to admit he didn't have ten bucks until pay day, so he counter-offered. "If I don't last for ten minutes, I'll take your load in my mouth."

It had been something he had been fantasizing about since sucking Jordy the previous night. Could he take a man's seed in his mouth? Now in the heat of his excitement, he had blurted out his desire.

"Starting now. Eight-eleven. If you blow before eight-twenty-one, I'll feed you a load. But if you last until eight-twenty-two, I'll eat your ass."

That was an interesting prospect. Jordy wasn't sure if he was interested in eating ass or having his ass eaten. He worried a little about the hygiene issues. Maybe if he was straight out of the shower. Otherwise, he'd be self-conscious. Still, he washed himself just a few hours before.

He was amused with himself; he doubted he could take ten minutes of erotic friction like he was experiencing in Del's ass. He dismissed the idea of having his ass licked, far more interested in his possible fate as a cum-swallowing cocksucker.

Ripples of pressure came in waves over Jordy's dick.

"Oh, my God. Fuck. Are you doing that on purpose?"

"I've got me a bet to win, remember?"

"It's incredible. You have to teach me how to do that."

"With your tight ass? Hardly needed."

Now that Jordy was sawing in and out of Del's arse, he was inundated with sensation. The bowel was tight as a rubber on Jordy's cock and the waves of pleasure continued to overwhelm him. Already he could feel the inner workings of an orgasm beginning. He was helpless to stop it. Even when he stopped pumping Del's ass, the man tortured him with those muscle contractions. Realizing he was about to lose his load, Jordy began pumping again for all he was worth, grunting louder than Del could groan.

"I'm gonna come now!"

This time he felt muscles contracting from the inside as his own cock pulsed and throbbed. There was a renewal of heat and lubrication as his expelled cum pooled around the head of his cock deep inside Del. And still Del contracted his muscles over Jordy's dick. He cried out in his joy and collapsed, cock-in, on top of his lover.

Del had kept his eyes on the clock. "Six minutes. Snack time for you."

Jordy rested his body on Del's back, but his mouth was in motion, kissing Del's neck, licking his ears. Finally, it was Del who was sufficiently teased to demand they move on to the next course.

"Okay, roll off and let me turn over. I'm gonna lie back and let you eat."

Jordy wasn't scared to blow Del. It was the climax he was afraid of, but he'd set himself a challenge and he'd made a bet. He wasn't the kind of guy to shirk a challenge or renege on a bet.

The light entering the bedroom through the blinds was growing dim, so Jordy was conscious of the time, but he still had nearly two hours before he should be home to meet Mandy. More than enough time if he had any technique at all. He remembered Del praising his method the previous night when he was sucking him in the shower. He knew Del was excited from their fucking and the earlier sixty-nine. He might not last too long.

Del was laying flat on his back in the middle of the bed. His legs were wide open to make room for Jordy to lie between them with his head near Del's cock.

"I don't think I've told you this yet," Jordy said. "Your dick is incredibly hot."

"Is that what you tell all the boys?"

"So far only you."

"Glib bastard."

"I like the way you keep your balls." Del's pubic hair was carefully trimmed and his testicles were clean-shaven.

"Thanks. Are you trying to talk instead of suck?"

"No. I've got a good appetite, don't you worry."

Del laughed.

Jordy took the black cock in hand and began to stroke it near the root. There was a milky-white pearl emerging from the slit in the head of the cock. His tongue flicked up the dew-drop and he tasted its salty-sweet flavour. It was nectar. Without further hesitation, he enveloped the glans in his mouth and started to gently suck. He returned to his time-honoured method of tracing out the alphabet and numbers over the most sensitive parts of the penis. He was occasionally rewarded with more salty drops of cream that confirmed he was doing a good job. He hardly needed the reminders. Del was moaning like a cat in heat.

"Fuck, that's good."

"Mm-hmm." Jordy answered without losing his momentum. He was gradually increasing the speed of his tongue-writing while his hand continued to stroke the thick, veiny cock. Jordy had his eyes closed as he concentrated on his rhythm and the pleasure he was giving and receiving, but when next Del spoke, he locked eyes with him.

"Oh, if you can't take it in your mouth, I understand, but if you can, that'll be amazing. I'm warning you. It's gonna be soon."

Jordy stopped only long enough to answer his lover. Their eyes remained locked.

"I want your cum in my mouth."

Then he went back to work on Del's organ, maintaining eye contact until Del closed his eyes and shouted "I'm coming!" A series of grunts and groans accompanied his copious ejaculation. There was so much cum blasting the interior of Jordy's mouth that he thought it would run out of his nose, but he overcame his fear of swallowing and emptied the contents of his mouth into his stomach. There was a surprisingly bitter aftertaste, but it turned out to be nothing that Jordy couldn't handle.

Del moved over and let Jordy lie on the bed beside him. The cocks of the two men were still semi-stiff, pointing up toward their faces. They lay there and cuddled quietly for several minutes. Del broke the peace first.

"I've said it before, but your Mandy is a lucky girl to have you. Did you give her the ring yet?"

"No, I'm still trying to think of a special way to propose."

"Yeah, done right, that's the kind of thing that should be done only once. You don't want to screw it up."

"Thanks for not adding pressure."

"I just mean, the proposal might set the tone for what follows. Any ideas at all how you'll do it?"

"Well, we're on a tight budget right now. It took a long time to save up for the ring, so I don't want to take as long saving up for the perfect time and place. I'll probably take her somewhere fancy for dinner and do it that way."

"What about the 'perfect time and place'? What were you imagining?"

"I don't know, maybe somewhere tropical, on the ocean. Or at a fancy winter resort."

Del was thoughtful for a few moments and Jordy wondered what was going through his head.

"You know," Del said, "I have an idea. Hear this out. I know a guy who owes me a favour. He works on the cruise lines, you know those fucking cities on the water, that work the Caribbean. He promised me a cruise for two any time I want it at a crazy discount. He's got pull with the company. Anyway, it's transferable. I could get a cruise for you and Mandy. You'd have a half-dozen tropical islands to pick a site and propose."

Jordy was amazed. "Well, that sounds perfect actually, but I couldn't take a favour like that. I'd have to repay you."

"Well, I had a thought about that. Your money is no good to me. I'm not rich, but I don't have a mortgage thanks to inheriting the house and I have money in the bank thanks to pop's life insurance. My wages are just for indulgence. Let's make a different kind of deal."

"I might see where this is going."

"Why not? Aren't you having fun? We have a thing here, no strings. But if we make a deal, we both win."

"How?"

"Here's my deal: I get your holes to myself once a week every week until your first wedding anniversary and you get a free cruise, adults only, tropical paradise, drinks on the house, to wine and dine your girl and get that rock on her finger. What's wrong with that?"

"I... I don't know."

"Are you worried about cheating on her? Because you're not really. You're not married. You're not even engaged. Besides, a girl can't give you everything. You're just getting the extra needs you have looked after the only way you can."

"When you put it like that..."

"Exactly. And Mandy becomes Mrs. Mills and we go our separate ways if you want."

Jordy had only known Del for two days and already the idea of going their separate ways hurt a little. That was something he knew he should explore, but he knew Del was right about the cruise and he was willing to bend his understanding of his commitment to Mandy to a degree if he could provide it for her. But was his conscience as fluid as his understanding? Not only would he be going behind Mandy's back for sex with another man, but he would be trading on that sex. Wasn't that exactly why he came over to Del's today, to rectify having paid a loan with carnal pleasure? He remembered that bothering him last night and this morning, but he didn't feel that way at the moment. It felt like a win-win transaction. Del was too young for his loneliness. If Jordy could help him cope and Del was willing to help him give the woman of his dreams the proposal and holiday that she deserved, and if Mandy never knew the terms of their deal, who could lose?