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Love Comes Calling I had been looking for a tree man for months. A customer overheard me saying so to a coworker, and said, I have a great guy and reasonable too. He called me later and gave his number and I called to leave a message. The voice on the machine was low and sultry, the kind that would be good on a phone sex line. I left my name and number and waited for a return call. The next evening I spoke to Rick, the tree man. My schedule was busy and so was his so I agreed to have him just stop by and look at the trees that needed work and then call me with a price. He got back to me a few days later and when he told me the cost I agreed readily. We set up for him to do the job the following Friday. I had that Friday off to work in the garden and figured I could keep an eye on this guy to make sure he didnt fuck anything up. The doorbell rang at eight oclock and when I went to answer it I was greeted with the view of one of the handsomest men I ever saw. Rick was six feet tall with broad shoulders and thick rippling arms. He stood there before me in a tight tank shirt and snug short denim shorts and work boots. He stuck out a callused hand and introduced himself. We made some brief small talk about the job he was to do and he said let me get my stuff and Ill get started. I was definitely going to enjoy looking at that in my yard all day. I got myself together and came out to the yard to start spreading mulch and planting the spring flowers. I was very distracted by this hot guy in the back yard trimming the apple trees. The temperature rose quickly and soon he was bareback and glistening with sweat. I too was warm and not just cause of the heat, so I went to get a tall iced tea. I took one out to him, he accepted gratefully and fell right into easy conversation. I wasnt sure but I thought he seemed to be eyeing me up. We finished our drinks and returned to our tasks. I kept turning to watch the muscles in his back as he dragged the limbs away from the tree. As lunch time approached I went out and offered him a sandwich, he said he would love that , cause McDonalds was getting old. I went into the kitchen and fixed a couple man size chicken salad sandwiches and got out chips and pickles to go with it. I poured more tea and then called for him to join me on the deck. We had an easy conversation over lunch and I learned much about the tree business that I didnt know. We both were lingering over lunch enjoying the conversation. When it was growing obvious that I would not voluntarily end our talk he stood and stretched, (oh my God) and said he must get back to it. I picked up the dishes and went back to my work, really aroused by the sexy man in my yard. During the afternoon I took him several cold drinks and each time was greeted with a winning smile and some conversation. The job was nearly done and he was packing up when I asked if he would like to join me in a beer. He agreed and when he was packed up, came up on the deck and I fetched him a cold one. We sat there chatting about my house and the area and his career. Soon the first beer was gone and I didnt even ask when I got him a second one. The conversation turned more personal at that point when he asked if I lived alone. I explained that I did, but was always on the lookout to meet new people, one of whom might change that situation . He just stared at me for a moment and then said, I really would like to give you head. I know that my jaw dropped, I was pretty sure that this sawdust covered muscular Adonis was straight. When I recovered, I said that would be incredibly nice, but only if it was reciprocal . He looked me in the eye and said, you dont really want to do that . I sipped my beer and replied that I really did, and he said,I dont have much that guys want in that direction . I told him size wasnt everything and he still resisted. I pressed the point and actually thought he might ask for his money and leave. Finally though, he said well let me explain, and well see if you are still interested. He told me the story of how he was working alone when he first started out as a tree contractor, and fell out of a tree with the chain saw in his hand. He hit the ground first and the saw landed in his lap still running. He explained that he could feel the teeth ripping flesh, but couldnt move any faster to stop it. Realizing that he was badly cut he dropped the saw and ran for his truck and drove to the emergency room. They took him right in and a surgeon was called in to try to fix the damage. In the end he said I started that morning with a seven inch dick and ended the day with half that. I was very aroused, as he had described the procedure that was used to close the stump of his penis. He finished his narrative and sat back in the chair, waiting I guess for my response. I stood up and crossed around the table, and leaned down and kissed him hard on the mouth. He seemed completely surprised, and I looked into his eyes as he said to me, you are still interested? I replied that I was , and even more so because of his story . He seemed to relax a lot and said, well if you dont want sawdust all over you I really need a shower. I told him I did too and he agreed that it might be nice to shower together, that way if I saw something I couldnt handle we could stop right there. I started the water and stepped out so he could undress, and only after I heard him splashing in the water did I step in behind him. His ass was a work of art, smooth and firm and rounded, and from it rose a deep crease up the center of his back that rippling muscles radiated from .I had thought he was hot in shorts in the yard , but that pale ass contrasting with his tanned back was almost enough to make me cum. I stepped closer and picked up the soap, to wash his back and ass. As I touched him he shuddered, and reached around and pulled me close. My cock was now pressed into his tight crack and my chest against those muscles. I reached around to hug that fabulous torso and found his hard nipples. I stroked his chest and lathered him up with soap and let my hands wander down the length of his stomach. Knowing that he must be nervous I slid my hands down onto his thighs keeping wide berth of his crotch. I bent down and ran my fingers along the creases in his thighs where the muscles joined together, and could feel him relaxing in my grasp. Slowly I moved back up his thighs and reached his balls, they were firm and full and tightly hung, and they were the prelude to something infinitely more interesting. I slid my hand off his balls and slowly around the base of his cock and the moan that he let out told me that I was doing something right. Slowly I let my hand travel up the shaft til I reached the end. It felt smooth with no corona for the head and looseness to the skin that I guess I had not expected. I could wait no longer, I had to see. I reached up to his shoulders and turned him slowly til he was facing me. I was not prepared for the beauty that was his altered cock. Thick and short, just over three inches, and smooth and slightly rounded at the end. It stood straight up pointing to the ceiling and I again almost came, just from the view. He stood there with the water streaming over his shoulders and dripping softly off his pecs. I leaned into his arms and kissed him deeply feeling his hard cock pressing into my groin. We held each other for it seemed the longest time and kissed, his tongue deep down my throat. Slowly we washed the sweat and soil off of each other and rinsed away the soap. Neither of us spoke, but we moved to turn off the shower as one. After I toweled him off and he me, we walked hand in hand down the hall to my bedroom .I again embraced his fabulous body and slowly lowered him onto the bed. He pulled me down on top of him and I was in ecstasy. I held tightly to him and we kissed even more deeply than before. I pulled away to look into his face and then lowered til I was sucking on the firm muscles of the side of his neck. I worked my way down to his chest and found a marvelous playground there. His firm nipples rose tight and small from his well formed pecs and I reveled in the pleasure of them in my mouth. I dragged my wet tongue over his abs and on down to the close trimmed bush in his crotch. I looked up at his handsome face in askance and he smiled. I ran my tongue over the base of his cock and down to those tight balls. I slurped them up and caressed them with my tongue and then slowly let them go. I drew my tongue up the sack til I got to the shaft of his cock. I was shaking with anticipation as I reached the end. I slipped the end between my lips and he let out the most erotic sound I have ever heard. I took the full length into my mouth and rolled my tongue around it. He bucked and raised his hips high off the mattress. It was only seconds before his hot cum was shooting into my mouth. The very excitement of it caused me to cum all over his thigh. He reached down to me and pulled my still cum filled mouth to his and kissed me to share in his seed. Then without a word he rolled me over and proceeded to taste every inch of my still shaking body. He reached my cock and I was again hard and ready. He took it into his mouth and sucked ferociously. I could hold off no more I swung around to be able to reach that beautiful stump and took it into my mouth again. We played back and forth sixty-nineing, and kissing till long after the darkness had fallen. I am not even sure how many orgasms we each had, but by the time it was over we were too spent to even speak. I lay there in his arms, and relived the hours that had just passed. We both fell into a deep and peaceful sleep and as the sun was rising I was awakened by the attentions of this beautiful man to my ever-horny cock. I turned to share in that with him and we soon were awash in cum again. I kissed him deeply and said let me get us some coffee. He smiled and said, Ill help. I rose naked from the bed and strolled to the kitchen and he followed, also naked. As I set up the pot he stood leaning against the doorframe. He was so beautiful that he distracted my work. As the coffee was finally brewing he looked at me, and said so you like this huh? I walked across the room and took him again in my arms and looked him square in the face. That is the most beautiful cock I have ever seen and you are the most beautiful man. I want to love you forever. Rick never left. He stayed almost every night over the next four years. He had a little house in a bad part of town that had been his grandmothers. He occasionally went there to check on things and to reminisce of the time when he still had family alive. I never knew much about his parents death but I knew that his grandmother had raised him from a small boy. He took to my friends like a duck to water and soon was so comfortable that he exposed his altered cock at swim parties that we had. Many questioned my interest in an altered man, but none criticized him in any way. Ours was a very happy existence, two men comfortable with each other and very much in love. We never argued and always agreed on all the major decisions that couples must make. One night in March, he sat at dinner and said., I havent stayed at the house in a long time , I think I am going down there tonight. I asked him not to, but he was resolute. I even lent him twenty dollars for gas in the morning, til he could take some checks to the bank. He stayed close to me all night as was the pattern when he would go to stay there. About eleven, He got ready to leave, and again I tried to talk him into staying. He kissed me a little roughly and said " Tomorrow will be here soon, you can stand to be without me for one night. I watched him pull out of the drive and went to my solitary bed. I resolved to push him harder to sell that place and then not have to worry about it. I had been in bed for several hours when I received a call from the police. Could I please come down to headquarters they asked. I questioned the officer, but he would provide no information. I was deeply concerned, and called the old house to check on Rick, but he didnt answer. When I arrived at headquarters, a nice older cop greeted me and asked if I knew Rick. I answered that I did and they took me down the hall. It was only then that I realized that we were in the morgue. A drug addict to get what money he had in his pocket killed Rick. A neighbor had seen him pull up and a man approach him. Within seconds the shot went off, and then the attacker stuck his hand in his pocket and ran away. No one was ever arrested, the case is still a mystery. With a heavy heart I buried Rick in his family plot beside his parents and grandmother. I have never been back to the cemetery or even on the street near it. I have looked for and never found even a tenth of the love that there was between us. I know that he looks out for me, and for me he will always be the love of my life. This story is finally finished on November 26, 2004. Thanksgiving Day 2004 would have been Ricks forty fifth birthday. I have written this to try to make others aware of the erotic nature of an altered man, but also to memorialize the great love of my life. Please forgive me for not sharing more, but even this much was too painful. I was tempted to stop short of the final outcome of our lives together, but felt that closure was necessary. If ever you find true love make sure that they know it, you might never get the chance to say it again. |