The rebirth of Andrew Bishop - chapter 25 - Sex Stories

The rebirth of Andrew Bishop - chapter 25

... They'd had sex that morning. Drew had fucked Dave, but their relationship was evolving. Sex was not the foremost thought on their minds. After making up for the four days that they were apart last weekend Drew had noticed that he and Dave were practicing what Geoff had asked him to show in front of Jackson. Just touching absentmindedly, a kiss as they passed during their work hours. Being fond as lovers do. But they still did have sex more than most married heterosexual couples. Every night and morning. Heavy, hot and horny sex. Sweat, cum and lubricant covered them. The sheets on the bed generally needed washing daily. 'A small price to pay,' thought Drew. The rain had stopped now. So he quickly slopped across the wet driveway and started the smaller tractor. Using the forks front and back he picked up two big round bales of hay and with the wet dog between his feet on the floor of the cabin headed over the hill to feed his sheep. Twenty minutes later he drove back down the hill and as he rounded the corner of the sheds he spotted his father's immaculate four wheel drive with the new caravan in tow half way up the drive. Drew did a 'u' turn with the tractor. He planned on driving out to the camp site at the weir with them. He'd take the tractor and a long chain and if the creek had risen with the rain he would by hook or by crook get them to the other side safe and sound. Then he would know that himself, Tess and Dave could have one night of sexual passion together before ...

... there was maybe a family crisis. He dismounted and stood in the driveway waiting for them to negotiate the last two hundred meters of the gravel road to the house. "Hello there son," his father greeted him through the open drivers side window. "Had a bit of rain I see," 'Well that's bloody obvious,' thought Drew as he stood in the muddy driveway. He was not resentful that they were visiting, just a little annoyed at the timing. "Yes not that much though, just enough to stop us working. Come on in, I've just made coffee," he said as he opened the door for his mother and kissed her on the cheek. He held her hand as they negotiated the slippery driveway and ushered them up the steps. "What have you done to the house? I've never seen the block work so clean. Mum look at the veranda tiles, you can see the pattern," the old man exclaimed. "Boredom and the high pressure cleaner. It worked a treat. I still have the back half to do. I was a bit worried how much water I was using, but I'll get to it," Drew said proudly. "And Andrew the garden looks fantastic," his mother remarked. "Well that wasn't me I'm afraid. My special friend Tess has put in a lot of work out here. They live in an apartment and she doesn't have a garden. She asked me if she could do a bit of work here," Drew tried to explain. "Goodness she has done a lot. How often have they been here?" "Since they had the accident I told you about they come up every couple of weekends," Drew answered and then quickly changed the ...