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Contains some graphic sex scenes.

Catering with Benefits (1) - 35. Small Diamonds Adorning

By the time they got back to the house, the snake had gone. Jared turned on the power and moved all their gear into the house while Thomas went about his cleaning duties. They stacked the fridge and cupboards with their food and then both flopped into a big old overstuffed, comfy sofa.

“Despite a scary start, I do like it here, especially with you by my side.” said Jared.

“Good, now let’s explore the rest of the house and choose a bedroom.”

The original farmhouse made up the centre of the house. It was evident it originally had been just a one bedroom house with a kitchen and living room. Two of the verandas had been enclosed at some time to provide two extra bedrooms on each side of the house. Some of the internal walls were removed to make one big open plan kitchen, dining and living space. The boys checked out all four bedrooms, which were all the same size. They settled on one with a view of the pine forest.

“Just dump our bags in that room and I’ll get something to eat,” said Thomas “Do you realise we missed lunch and I’m just starving as well as parched.”

“Great I’ll come and help when I get the bags in.”

As the fridge was not yet cold, Thomas decided on cheese, prosciutto, crusty bread and red wine for their first meal in their borrowed love nest. They took it all out onto the front veranda with a few cushions from the house, to make the rustic furniture more comfortable.

Jared started the conversation by going back to their phone call of the day when Thomas suggested they come to Southpine. “Remember when I asked you about your friend staying over at your place last week?”

“Yes, why?”

“You didn’t answer my question about you two sleeping together. Is there anything I need to be jealous about?”

“OK, full disclosure coming up.”

“Oh, I knew it.”

“No, let me explain. I was with an old friend Andy. He also works for the Prices. He is a jewellery designer at the city store. We go back a long way as friends, occasional lovers and colleagues. I invited him over that night to talk about you. I was so excited about us, and wanted to share my news with a close friend. So, Andy came over and drank too much to drive home and stayed with me for the night”.

“In your bed?”

“Yes, in my bed, but nothing happened. Andy and I are like that, we can sleep in the same bed, even have a cuddle, but without expecting any more than that. We both find it difficult to have relationships because of our work arrangements so we have become soul mates. We comfort each other when needed as well as share and celebrate with each other. I also want to say that it won’t change between Andy and I and it should not affect our relationship. That is why I’m telling you now.”

“Thanks for your honesty. Andy sounds like a really good guy. If he’s your friend, I want him to be my friend as well.”

“Sure, we’ll have dinner together soon. You know it was Andy who suggested we come here.”

“That was sweet of him.”

“How’s the wine?”

“It’s really good, where did you get it?”

“From the Prices cellar.”

“You stole from your employer.”

“No, they don’t mind, or they don’t seem to care anyway. They are too involved in their other activities to know what goes in and out of their wine cellar. The butler takes care of all that.”

“They have a butler?”

“Oh, he’s not really a butler. He is the husband of our cook, they came as a package. Mrs P rally wanted Agnes to be her cook but she would not take the job unless her husband, Gerald was given a job as well, so we got both. He does various things around the house including wine purchasing. He is quite clever and can turn his hand to almost anything he tries. It turns out he was a great addition to the household staff. He and his wife keep the household running and that makes the Prices happy.”

“They do seem to be the most absolutely wonderful employers and must make heaps of money to keep all the staff and provide the fringe benefits.”

“They do well. They have jewellery stores and design studios in every capital city as well as being the Australian partner of DeBeers, the worldwide diamond merchants.”

“Wow! That must be serious money.”

 

The hungry boys demolished the food and finished off a bottle of red as the daylight was beginning to fade over Southpine. However there was no picturesque sunset to be seen because the dense forest completely surrounded the house.

Thomas said, “Shall we call that dinner, make up our bed and have an early night?”

“You took the very words out of my mouth.”

“OK let’s see how well the Army taught you to make a bed.”

 

They played around while making the bed, teasing each other about their different methods of bed making. Finally they achieved something resembling a bed ready for two randy lovers. Jared showered first and was in bed by the time Thomas finished his shower. As Thomas flopped onto the bed, Jared said “Last time you let me fuck you, does that mean you are always a bottom?”

“Not necessarily, I can give as well as take. What about you?”

“I can take it as well.”

“OK, then roll over and prove it.”

Thomas got up, went to the bathroom and returned with his toiletry bag. He removed a small bottle of massage oil as Jared asked “What have you got there”

“Massage oil.”

“Shouldn’t you use water based lube?”

“That’s later; first I’m going to give your back muscles and glutes a bit of attention.”

“Oh more muscle worship.”

“Of course, now put your hands up over your head so I can see those back muscles flex.” Jared complied and relaxed while looking forward to his muscle massage.

Thomas oiled his hands and spread the oil on Jared’s well defined back muscles. He massaged deeply while enjoying the feel of Jared’s strength.

“You really are good at this, you make me feel relaxed at the same time as making me randy.”

“That’s the idea my love, just wait till I get to your glutes.”

When Thomas finished working Jared’s back he re-oiled his hands and placed each hand on his partner’s butt cheeks. As he pressed deeply into Jared’s biggest muscles he felt him tighten them.

“Wow! They are hard.”

To impress Thomas, Jared kept flexing and relaxing while Thomas pressed and squeezed Jared’s bubble butt. After the massage, Thomas went for a towel and wiped the oil from Jared’s relaxed body. Then from his bag he retrieved lube and a condom. He ripped the top off the condom packet with his teeth, removed the rubber and installed it on his erection. He then put lube on his hands and gently reached between Jared’s cheeks and into his tight hole. Jared let out a little moan of pleasure and totally relaxed his butt muscles as he spread his legs and prepared to receive Thomas.

 

After his climax, Thomas remained in Jared for a few minutes and lay on top of him till his breathing returned to normal, then slowly withdrew his now relaxed cock. He then asked Jared how he wanted to cum, and Jared replied “I want to see how good you are at a hand job with those nimble fingers of yours.”

“Are you sure you don’t want my nimble tongue and lips to service you?”

“That can wait till tomorrow.”

“No problem, it will be my pleasure, to pleasure you.”

Thomas brought Jared to climax quickly and watched as Jared shot his load high into the air and it landed on his chest.

“I can’t leave all this mess on your chest, I will have to lick it up for you, and then have your tasty juices inside me to help me sleep”.

*** 

Thomas woke first in the morning and then awakened Jared roughly.

“What’s the matter,” asked Jared sleepily.

“You know what I want to do?”

“What?”

“I want to go skinny dipping in the lake.”

“Sounds like a good idea, maybe after breakfast.”

“No, right now and then we can lie on the pontoon and feel the first rays of the sun on our skin.”

“I didn’t think you were the adventurous type, but I seem to be wrong.”

“Come on, up and outside.”

Jared crawled out of bed and went looking through his bag.

“What are you looking for now.”

“Shorts.”

“Why do you need shorts when we are going skinny dipping; and who’s going to see us in the forest anyway.”

“Right again.”

Jared took Thomas’s hand and said, “This time I will lead the way.”

They ran off through the forest like excited children. As they approached the near side of the lake, Jared said “Let’s go in here and swim to the pontoon. It’s a race.”

“Not a fair one though, I’m a very slow swimmer and I’ll bet your army training made you a competent swimmer.”

“OK, we’ll swim side by side.”

“Don’t dive in the first time. Just wade in, as I’m not sure about the depth. I suspect this is a man-made lake, a dam really, so the depth is unpredictable and there could be old tree branches and stuff in there.”

“Maybe even a submerged car with a dead body.”

“Don’t be stupid.”

“Think about it, didn’t you notice, when you were driving down here we passed a ‘Belanglo State Forest’ sign, so we are not that far away.”

“Shit you’re right. The police suspect that Ivan Milat* probably killed and buried more bodies than they actually found. But driving cars into dams wasn’t really his style.”

“Only because they were never found.”

“I think I’ve lost me urge to go swimming now, thanks for nothing.”

“Oh, don’t take it like that, I’m just teasing.”

“Well as long as we are here, let’s give it a go.”

They swam slowly out to the pontoon and climbed up the rusting ladder. Then they both lie on their backs and felt the rays of the early morning sun warming their naked bodies. After a few minutes Thomas looked at Jared and noticed the reflecting sun’s rays made the last few drops of water on his chest look like small diamonds adorning his perfect body. But there were other riches that Thomas wanted to mine from Jared. He sat up, leaned over Jared and took his flaccid penis into his mouth. Within seconds he could feel Jared growing in his mouth.

“Hey! What are you doing?”

Thomas did not answer for obvious reasons, but continued to enjoy Jared’s growing erection until it reached the back of his throat. Then he started to stroke it with his lips and tongue. He heard Jared say softly, “Yes, eat me all up, suck the juices right out of me and then I will devour you.”

When Thomas had swallowed all he could drain out of Jared he lie back on the boards of the pontoon, closed his eyes and basked in the sunshine. A few minutes later he felt a coolness come over his body, and when he opened his eyes, realised it was Jared’s shadow. They looked into each other’s eyes and Jared said “I shall now suck your penis very slowly and when I get you to the edge of bliss I will stop and leave you hanging over the precipice. Then when you settle down a little I will do it again and again and again. I will keep taking you to the edge until you scream for me to let you fall.”

 

After their morning on the pontoon and the short swim back to the shore they ran back to the house. Their morning exercise had left them both very hungry, so as soon as they reached the kitchen they were both immediately into the fridge and cupboards looking for food. As they stood side by side at the kitchen bench Jared turned to Thomas and said “Do you think we could just stay here forever and not go back to the city. This would be a perfect life, no other people, just us fucking and eating and swimming and sucking all day. Then sleeping and starting all over again the next day and the next. We would only need clothes when it gets cold and would never unlock those gates.”

“Mmm, you are getting romantic aren’t you, but a little impractical.”

“Why do you say that?”

“We would have to go out occasionally to re-stock on food and condoms.”

“Ah, but we could get some chickens, grow our own food and who needs condoms if it’s just the two of us.”

“Mmm, let me think about that. In the meantime pass me that big pan, I’m going to cook you up a huge stack of bacon and eggs while you toast half a loaf of bread and make lots of tea. I saw in the pantry one of those big old farmhouse teapots like my Granny used to have. Let’s use that.”

For the next two days they did live Jared’s fantasy life but eventually had to unlock those gates, farewell Southpine for now, and head north to the reality of their daily lives.

*The backpacker murders were a spate of serial killings that took place in New South Wales, Australia, between 1989 and 1993, committed by Ivan Milat. The bodies of seven missing young people were discovered partially buried in the Belanglo State Forest. Milat was convicted of the murders in July 1996 and was sentenced to seven consecutive life sentences. He died in prison in 2019, never having confessed to the murders of which he was convicted.
The Belango State Forest is about 20 minutes drive north, and the Goulburn Suprmax prison, where Milat was kept, is about 20 minutes south of where this story is written..
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