I agreed to help a buddy get his cabin ready for the season in exchange for a long weekend and some promised steaks and beer. Nothing too heavy, just clearing out brush and touching up paint. Really, just a day of work, then two days of rest. My buddy, Rich, is a teddy bear of a guy - big bellied and thick, with brown eyes and dark hair just starting to show some gray. I'm a 59 year old guy, still in decent shape, with just a little bit of belly and muscular arms and legs from my blue collar job. I've been exploring my bi side for the past 15 years, and thought things might get interesting at the cabin. Then again, Rich and his wife were super religious. Maybe Rich just came up to the cabin to drink beer on the sly.
We spent the first day clearing brush. It had gotten pretty overgrown, so there was alot of wading into tall weeds and briars to cut them back. I had plenty of scratches on my legs from the work. We worked until late afternoon and decided to call it a day.
As soon as we got in the cabin, Rich started stripping off his clothes and told me to do the same. My cock stirred, but I pretended to protest. "Is that why you asked me up here?" I joked.
"Gotta check each other for ticks. They carry alot of diseases," Rich said.
He knelt down behind me and spread my legs, careful to check every crevice. He seemed to be taking his time. Then he moved to my front. I modestly covered my semi hard cock as he checked under and around my balls. He laughed at my modesty. "Don't worry if your dick gets hard. Dicks don't know the difference." I laughed, too. He finished checking me and gave me the all clear. Then he stood up, and it was my turn to check him.
I started at his ankles and worked my way up to his ass, carefully spreading his hair and examining everywhere those little buggers could hide. Was his breathing different? I spread his ass cheeks, taking my time as he did with me. Then I grabbed his hips and spun him around to face me. His semi hard cock was inches from my face. "See?" Rich said. "I told ya - dicks have a mind of their own."
I gave him the all clear, and he said we should shower up. The cabin was on a well, so, to save water, he said we should shower together. The shower was outside, enclosed by a smallish wooden stall. There was barely enough room for one person, let alone two. Rich lathered up, seeming to spend extra time on his cock and balls. He handed me the soap. "Would you mind getting my back?" he asked. I washed his back, being careful not to graze against him with my half hard cock. He then did mine, massaging my shoulders with his soapy hands. "Gotta be sore from all that bending and lifting you did today." I relaxed into his grip and may have even moaned softly. He worked his way down from my shoulder to my ass and thighs, kneading me into jelly. I couldn't take it anymore. I spun around and grabbed his cock as I kissed him.