Summer at the Cabin with Ron

The week at home seemed to crawl by, but at last it was the day for Ron to pick me up to drive north, for another two weeks at the cabin.

We'd made the journey home in one long drive, which resulted in arriving at my parent's house about midnight.

Next morning at breakfast, Dad commented as I entered the kitchen.

"Ron must be working you really hard, you're walking funny."

I didn't realise that there was anything wrong with the way I was walking, but having my arsehole pounded every night probably had something to do with it.

"Well we've been doing a lot of lifting, so my legs are a bit stiff."

The rest of the week was murder and my only release was having a wank in the privacy of my room at night, thinking about Ron's massive cock inside me.

It seemed that Ron was missing me too, as halfway through the week, he sent a text 'missing your lovely arse, Danny boy.'

Now here I was early in the morning, my bag packed, waiting for Ron to arrive, trying to hide my excitement from my parents.

Bang on 7am, Ron's Land-rover pulled into the drive and he got out, looking really hot in denim cut offs and a tight vest that showed off his muscled upper body.

After a quick word with my Mum and Dad, we were off.

He had a sparkle in his eye as he looked at me.

"Missed you, Danny boy."

He took my hand, placing it on his crotch and I could feel his semi hard cock through the well worn fabric.

"That's how much I missed you."

I let my hand rest there as we drove, but as we got on to the motorway, he lifted it off, when all I wanted him to do was pull in somewhere and fuck the hell out of my arse.

I must have sighed, because without taking his eyes off the road, he patted my thigh.

"Don't worry, you'll get my cock tonight Danny boy."

Once again, we were doing the journey without stopping, so tonight we'd be back in our little bedroom in the cabin and I'd be getting my hole taken care of.

With only a couple of comfort stops, we made it by evening, carrying all our stuff in from the Land rover, then stripping off and jumping in the lake to freshen up.

Ron couldn't keep his hands off me, grabbing my arse, nudging me with his cock and a couple of times his erection nearly managed to penetrate my pucker.

I was halfway up the ladder to the jetty with Ron behind me, when he climbed up a rung and pressed his hard muscled body against mine, his erection wedged in my crack and his arms around me, leaving me breathless.

"I have so missed having your cock in me"

He chuckled behind me.

"Well I couldn't resist doing that, but maybe we should take it inside."

Climbing out, we wrapped towels around us, stuck our feet in our shoes and ran for the cabin, carrying the rest of our clothes.

I threw my stuff on the bedroom floor and jumped on the bed, landing face down and sticking my behind in the air.

The mattress dipped as Ron climbed on board, straddling me and anointing my hole with lube, before his cock plunged into my arse, with one thrust of his hips.

He let out a breath.

"Fuck, that feels good."

I couldn't speak, so overwhelmed by having his cock in me again, but I put a hand behind me and patted his arse.

His massive cock slammed into my hole, stretching and filling me, as he used the strength in his thighs to propel himself forward, burying his long thick shaft balls deep, touching places no-one else had ever managed.

I could tell he was desperate to come and this wasn't going to last long, but having him inside me again was enough.

"Cum in me Ron."

My arsehole was being pounded hard by his big salami of a cock, when I felt him tense and his thick rod seemed to swell inside me, then with a loud roar, he deposited a huge load up my back passage that kept on coming, as he continued to slam into my arse.

At last, he collapsed on top of me and I loved being squashed by his body weight, as he reached out and gripped my hand.

"Oh fuck, I so needed that."

"Hey, me too. I've been dreaming about your cock inside me all week."

We eventually got around to having a late supper, followed by an early night, ready for a busy day tomorrow.

When I felt a hand on my erect cock in the morning, I wasn't sure if I was awake or still dreaming, but then that was followed up by a warm mouth sliding down it's length.

Opening my eyes, I saw Ron's face grinning at me, the whole of my shaft inside his mouth.

I watched as he sucked on my cock, saliva escaping from his mouth, one hand playing with my balls.

He let some of the saliva drip onto his fingers, then pushed them inside me one at a time, till four of them were stretching my hole and he was using them to fuck me.

What he was doing made me buck my hips off the bed, forcing my cock into his mouth, as his fingers touched my prostate, sending thrilling sensations shooting through my body and driving me crazy.

He kept up the assault on my hole and my cock, till I couldn't stand it any more.

I gripped his shoulder to let him know I was about to blow, then a stream of cum shot from my cock and threatened to choke him.

He kept swallowing, but the saliva and jism dribbled from his mouth and slid down my shaft.

I flopped back on the bed, totally wiped out by the intensity of the orgasm and watched Ron as he licked my cock and balls clean.

He crawled up and planted his lips on mine, sharing some of the cum still in his mouth, then he kissed me.

This was new, so it took me a minute to respond, then our lips locked and our tongues explored, feeding on each other.

It was so hot and I was disappointed when he broke it off, but instead of getting up, he sat back on his haunches and looked down at me.

"That was just a big thank you from me, Danny. I want you to know how much I value our friendship and the rest."

Then his face changed into his cheekiest grin and he leaned forward to give me a smacker on the lips.

"Now you need to get up, you lazy boy. Fun time is over."

I got up, but playfully slapped him on the arse as I passed, then hurried out the door.

He chased me to the bathroom and pinned me to the wall, his cock pressing into my crack, making me hope for a fuck, but he just whispered in my ear.

"I'm going to make you wait all day for this cock, young Danny."

"We'll see about that."

I knew I could tempt him when he least expected it, so let it go.

Once we got moving, we worked hard all day, not stopping for lunch, ripping out the old bath and fixing any damage to the floor and walls before the new shower was fitted.

We tossed the rubbish in the skip then called it a day, both of us starving.

After our dip in the loch, Ron made a meal out of the provisions we'd brought.

It was one of those hot sticky nights, so we ate outside on the veranda, dressed in just our shorts, then relaxed with a beer or two.

As we talked, Ron let his big hand rest on my chest, like he was claiming me as his, which gave me a warm feeling inside.

We were still there about 11pm, when Ron suggested a late night dip in the loch to cool down before bed.

Dropping our shorts on the jetty, we lowered ourselves into the water and had a splash around, but came together now and again to grab hold of each other.

Coming out of the water again, I was nearly at the top of the ladder with Ron behind me, when I stuck out my bottom provocatively almost in his face. He took the hint and parted my cheeks, dropping his spit between them that trickled down my crack.

Stepping up, he wrapped himself around me like this morning, but this time his erection slid deep into my hole, his wet body close to mine.

"You know you're a fucking tease, Danny boy."

"I don't hear you complaining though."

He slowly fucked my arse, taking his time, as his huge salami cock penetrated deep inside me, his hands holding on to my pecs for purchase.

Being taken up the arse like this, hanging on to a ladder outside late at night was exciting and I just hoped there were no night fishermen on the loch, getting an eyeful.

Ron was pounding away at my hole now, his thrusts getting faster and the metal ladder started to shake underneath us, as he rammed his cock up my back passage, filling me completely.

His breathing quickened and his shaft seemed to expand inside me, then a groan escaped from his mouth, as his load flooded my insides.

He jerked against me a few times, releasing more of his hot cum to fill my hole, then slumped against me.

"That was hot, my son. Never done it on a ladder before."

"Me neither, but it was great, wasn't it?"

He held me tight and we slipped back down into the water still joined.

As the cold water washed over us, his erection went down and when his cock left my hole, I suddenly felt empty.

We cleaned up and ran back to the cabin, quickly drying each other with a towel, then jumped into bed, where Ron wrapped me up in his arms again, his hard muscular body pressed into mine.

That's how we went to sleep and my last thought was that this was where I belonged. The only problem was that Ron belonged to Marlene.

I didn't feel particularly guilty about it though, especially when Ron was fucking me again next morning, plowing my arse with his python of a cock, till he filled me once more with his seed.

We'd just managed to wash and dress, when a big lorry came down the track with the new shower fittings and boxes of tiles, which we helped unload, before having a late breakfast.

As we ate, I asked Ron if he was doing all the work himself, but although he was happy to do the tiling with my help, a local plumber was coming to connect up the shower.

We got to work on the tiles, leaving out the back wall for the plumber to run the pipes.

It soon became really hot and we stripped off to shorts only again, going commando underneath, which let me watch Ron's cock swinging around as he moved.

The plumber arrived late morning and was a bit of a surprise, when I went out to meet him. I'm not sure what I was expecting, but the guy that got out of the van was small, wiry and in his mid 20s, with short dark hair and eyes.

When he stretched into the van for his tools, his work overalls showed off a lovely rounded arse.

I got the impression that I was being checked out by him as well, as his eyes travelled over my body, lingering on the bulge in my shorts, before he realised what he was doing.

"Hi, I'm Mike, here to fit a shower."

I introduced myself and took him in to show him where the fittings were, then through to the bathroom, where Ron was stretching up to the top of the wall, his shorts sitting low on his hips and his cock obvious through the thin cotton.

Mike stood there with his mouth open, as Ron gave him the full benefit of his smile and I thought that this could get interesting.

I watched as Mike began to run the plumbing for the shower behind the wall, while Ron continued to fix tiles round about him.

Mike's eyes kept straying to Ron's muscles or were trained on the bulge in his shorts and he kept adjusting himself in his overalls.

Ron wasn't immune to the man next to him either, admiring Mike's arse as he bent over and I could see this ending in Mike getting fucked, so I stayed out of the way, telling Ron, I was going outside to throw the last of the waste in the skip.

As it turned out, nothing happened.

By late afternoon the shower was finished and Mike departed, obviously disappointed that he hadn't got anywhere with Ron, despite practically shoving his arse right in his face as he bent down.

Later on, as we drank a beer on the veranda in the evening, I was still curious about why Ron hadn't made a move on the plumber, despite the fact that he looked like he wanted to.

"So why didn't you want to fuck Mike's cute arse today?"

"Well I wanted to, but it wasn't a good idea."

"How so?"

"Well he's local and I'll be coming up here with Marlene. I don't want to be bumping in to some young lad that I've fucked."

"But you're fucking me."

"That's different."

I didn't think it was different at all, in fact it was more likely that I could cause him trouble, if we were found out, being one of the family.

But I didn't get a chance to pursue the matter any further.

Ron stood up in front of me and unzipped his jeans, letting his huge semi hard cock flop out.

"Do you want to take care of this for me?"

My mouth was quickly round his shaft, teasing his cock to hardness, my hand playing with his heavy balls.

As soon as he was rock hard, I dragged him to the bedroom and after we'd helped each other out of our clothes, I leaned over the end of the bed and waited for his cock to penetrate me.

"Fuck me, Ron."

First his lube covered fingers probed my hole, stretching me open, then I felt the head of his cock nudge against my pucker. Slowly he gave me his huge rod, pushing it inside me inch by inch, till his body was touching mine, so I knew he had the whole 10 inches up my back passage.

He began to fuck, slow at first, almost pulling all the way out and I was enjoying the sensation of his thick shaft sliding in and out of my hole.

Then things got serious as he slammed into my arse, pounding my hole, which made me grip the covers, as my own cock moved along the sheets with the force of his thrusts.

A few more minutes of that sensation and I released my load into the bed clothes with a loud groan, followed a minute later by Ron filling my arse hole with his seed.

Both of us lay there, sticky and breathing fast, till Ron was the first to move and as I turned over, he leaned over me and kissed me very tenderly.

"Why would I want that plumber lad, when I've got you, Danny boy."

We tidied ourselves up and turned in for the night and although Ron dropped off quickly, I found I couldn't settle.

I'd always known that this thing with Ron was only going to last while we were here and although I worshipped the man, he belonged to Marlene, so hard though it was going to be, I'd prepared myself for it ending.

The problem was that Ron, instead of just using me for some relief, seemed to be developing feelings for me, which might make things complicated.

No doubt it would work itself out as things tended to do.

We were supposed to finish all the work this trip, but at the end of the fortnight, there was still stuff to do.

Some of that was Ron's fault as he started wanting sex in the morning as well as night, which meant starting work later and a few times while we were working, he would walk up, whip his cock out and get me to suck him off.

It was like he wanted to get as much of me while he could.

I wasn't neglected either. Ron gave my cock some attention in the least expected places and I found myself getting a blow job in the lean to, on the ladder to the jetty and in the new shower, where my hole also got a really good fucking from him one morning.

So we went home, knowing we would have to come back for one more week, which of course made me very happy.

Towards the end of the week at home, Ron and Marlene came over for dinner.

At the end of the evening as we were saying goodbye, Ron gave me a quick hug, as he whispered

"Next week."

Two words, but the way he said them held so much promise.

Marlene's hug was much more enthusiastic and she also whispered in my ear.

"Thank you so much for taking care of Ron for me, Danny."

I wasn't sure what that meant, but she just smiled at me, patted my hand and followed Ron out to the car.

A few days later we were back at the cabin for the final time.

I'd been pondering on what Marlene had said to me and also Ron's remark about fucking me being different, as opposed to the local plunber, so decided to bring the subject up as we sat having a whisky on our first night there.

Ron just grinned when I asked what was going on.

"I knew you were trying to work it out, Danny boy."

"Work out what Ron?"

"Pour me another whisky and I'll explain."

I did as he asked, intrigued to find out what the deal was. He lifted his glass to me in salute.

"Do you really think that you and me happened by accident.?"

"Well I did actually, what else could it have been.?"

He sat there shaking his head at me.

"No, this was all your Aunt Marlene's idea. Her and I are solid as a couple, but the size of my cock is a bit of a problem for her and she knew before we got married that I like a bit of man on man sex, so you were her solution."

I must have been sitting there with my mouth open, because he started laughing.

"Are you surprised that your sweet Auntie thought this plan up?"

I was, because for some reason, along with the rest of the family, I thought of Marlene as a slightly scatty and naive woman, which she obviously wasn't.

"So how do you feel about being set up as my fuck buddy.?"

"Best thing that's ever happened to me."

I got up and straddled him, grinding my arse cheeks on his bulging cock and kissed him.

"I'm going to the bedroom now. Why don't you finish that whisky, then follow me in."

I hurried inside and ripped off my clothes, then lay back on the bed, letting my head hang over the end and watched him walk across the cabin, undressing as he went.

He walked naked into the bedroom and I opened my mouth ready to receive his cock. At this angle, I could get the whole thing down my throat and give him a really good blow job.

His thick shaft filled my mouth and his big knob end nudged over my tonsils, as he used my throat for his pleasure.

I couldn't see much for his low hanging ball sack, but my nostrils were filled with the male smell of his cock.

Above me, Ron was making grunting noises, as he pumped his hips against my face, his cock sliding in and out of my mouth.

"Do you want my load in your mouth or your arse, Danny boy?"

I couldn't speak but pointed between my legs.

He pulled out, grabbed me by the legs and swiveled me round. With my legs over his shoulders, he shoved his cock right up inside me and began to fuck like crazy, till he shot his load up my back passage with a loud yell, his hot seed filling me up, as it kept on spurting from his cock.

That was so hot, for both of us I think and that night we slept wrapped up together again.

The rest of the week flew past. We knuckled down to some hard work and by Thursday night we were putting the final touches to the cabin, which left us two days free to relax.

The time was spent sunbathing, swimming in the loch and fucking at every opportunity.

We did manage one day out to go hill climbing, but even then Ron fucked me behind an ancient monument when we reached the top.

On the morning we left, I took a last look round the cabin at all our hard work and where I'd been the happiest in my life, sad that the adventure had come to an end. Ron came up behind me and put a hand on my shoulder.

"Don't worry, you'll see the place again, Danny boy."

I turned towards him to see his grinning face.

"Marlene and I have decided that you and I will have a week up here now and again, when you're not at uni."

I nearly burst with excitement. After thinking that my time with Ron was over, now I had something to look forward to. I was still smiling as we drove down the track to the main road, Ron's hand resting on my thigh.

Late at night, just before we reached home, he pulled off the road behind some trees and I immediately thought that it was for a final fuck, even though we'd been at it all day yesterday, but Ron had one more surprise in store for me.

"I've got something to tell you, Danny boy. Last week when we were home, I completed the purchase of a small apartment in the city as an investment, so I thought maybe you would like to live there for the two years you've got left at university."

"Seriously, you'd let me live there?"

"Yup. Of course I might want to visit now and again, stay over if I had business to attend to. What do you think?"