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Discovering Firsts
Chapter 1
Laying alone in his bed was the first time Matthew had had a chance to be totally alone in almost 4 weeks. People were coming and going at all hours as they paid their respects to the young widower, who at 32, had lost his wife in a tragic motor vehicle accident.
The same thing was playing over in his mind, the message on his Voice mail. "I'm running late, the weather is crazy" those were the last words to echo through his mind over and over again. But now, nothing. No one. No one to touch, no one to hold, no one to confide in. He was alone.
At 32, he was in peak physical condition. Weight, height, muscle, fat, looks, they were all in the right place. His tanned torso glistened in the sun, a result of running his own landscaping business, and the fur that started on his manly pecs ran straight down his body and in to the dark depths below the waistline. To say he was blessed was an understatement.
His room was dark, and whilst not feeling sexual, he ran his hand over his body feeling his muscles, slightly brushing over his nipples. Whilst not aroused his cock became firm and heavy and his balls larger than normal. He realised he'd not had any relief in over a month. Tonight, wasn't the night. Tomorrow he would return to work and again face more questions from his customers as he went about his job.
Turning over he clutched his wife's pillow, still recognising her scent, it was this that made him drift off to sleep and off to the neverland to prepare for the day ahead.
6am as always Matt's alarm rang out its normal scream waking him and the dog up to start the day. Hopping out of bed, his normal morning wood protruded straight outwards as he leaned back to stretch. Taking the dog to the back door, he let him out whilst he jumped in the shower, flicking the coffee machine on as he passed he was slightly disorganised being the first day back, but he felt the time was right to pick up his life and carry on.
His first job of the day was a new client he'd not been to. His business partner Jeff had picked him up whilst Matt was on leave, and Matt was looking forward to working on his Bel Air property. The clients the business had were mostly high net worth, who had park like gardens that needed a lot of work. The reputation Matt & Jeff had built, enabled them to charge good rate's, whilst building the base they needed.
Leaving his modest Huntington Park home Matt was looking forward to getting out in to the sun and working, whilst a part of him wished he could hide away longer. A text from his mom dampened his mood, although it was one of encouragement. It was a constant reminder people were watching him & thinking of him 24/7. Something he'd not experienced before. Pulling out of the drive in his truck, overall he was good. Jeff phoned his cell which was nothing unusual.
"Hey buddy, welcome back. Your day looks full on. Let me know if you need any help and I will send one of the guys over to help."
"Hey Jeff, I'm ok. You know I have had busier workloads. Don't pussy foot around me bro. If I need help, I will ring."
With a slight laugh Jeff replied "You caught me. Just keeping an eye on you"
"I know. Thanks bud, I know you have my back. You always have"
Jeff & Matt were best friends from High School. The played Football on the same team, went to the same college, they'd been inseparable for the last 20yrs, their decision to go into business together wasn't a hard one. They did it because they both loved it, and they knew they could work together.
"All right, beers at your place at 4. Last one their shouts"
Laughing Matt finished the call and continued driving towards Bel Air where he was starting the day. Picking up his coffee he now had his motivation to block out the last month and get in to some work. He missed the sun, he missed being outdoors, he missed doing the manual labour.
Arriving at the address that Jeff had sent, he was taken back by the size of the gates that formed the entry to the property. "Shit, this is an all day job" he said out loud to no one in particular.
Pressing the buzzer a voice said hello.
"Hi there, Matt Sullivan from LA Landscapes"
"Hi, we were expecting you, come through"
As the gates peeled back, the drive exposed a tropical landscape of that of a Caribbean Grotto with a stone drive way that moved between the trees & ferns to a motor court that could easily house a dozen cars.
A dazzling aray of European cars sat out in the sun, exhibiting the wealth of the owner, and whilst Matt was used to seeing these types of displays, it still took his breath way being so up close to them.
Hopping out of his pick up a man in his late 40's came out the front door.
"Hi Jeff, I am Luke. We spoke on the phone"
"Hi Luke, I'm Matt, Jeff's partner. We split the work"
"Oh, ok. Not a problem. Lets go for a walk shall we and I will point out what I need doing. I hear you guys are good, so this should be a walk in the park."
Nervously Matt laughed as he followed Luke, with his note pad, taking notes of what was expected to be done. The list was lengthy and detailed, which was strange for a client to have such detailed instructions, but Matt was pleased as it would make it easier meeting his expectations.
"To be honest Luke, I am not sure I will get through all of this today" Matt said after they finished the lap. The property was an estate. It was spread over 4 acres.
"Of course you won't. I am not a slave driver" Luke laughed. "It will take a few visits I assume. The last guy did a runner and it's been left for 3 weeks untouched."
"Oh ok. How about I start trimming the driveway, then head to the pond area, cut out the overgrown shrubs, then make a plan on the rest"
"Perfect. Now if you need anything, I will be around, just yell out."
As Luke walked off, Matt started pulling out his equipment and got to work. At 8am the humidity of LA was already being felt, and for May, it was already a warm day. By 9am Matt's shirt was off as let the rays of the sun add to the golden brown of his sculptured body with a glistening coat of sweat beading across his back and chest.
Oblivious to what was happening around him, his headphones were tightly in place to block out the noise of the equipment he was using. As he moved up towards the pool area and continued trimming, he stopped as he noticed Luke lying on a sun bed, naked with his eyes closed. Not giving it much thought, and only thinking of privacy, he moved to another area of the gardens to continue his work.
Stopping for lunch and a drink around noon, he decided he might go back up to the pool area to see if the coast was clear so he could keep his momentum up with the job at hand. Walking around the back of the pool house, he could see Luke lying on his sun lounge, naked, but this time, he was stroking his cock. It would appear that Luke thought he was alone, and whilst feeling like an intruder, Matt wanted to walk away, but his feet had turned to stone and could not be moved.
As a very heterosexual male, Matt had never witnessed another man pleasure himself in the way that Luke was both working his cock, and alternating his spare hand between pulling on his balls, and pinching his nipples. It was erotic to Matt. To witness such was making Matt hard as a rock, and this was the part that was driving him to confusion. He was not supposed to like watching guys, he'd been bought up thinking it was wrong, but, in reality, seeing it happen was to much.
After about another 3 minutes, Luke shot a load of heavy cum over his torso which surprised Matt. Normally when he came it would dribble down his shaft and over his hand. Sure, he'd seen guys shoot in porn, but never in real life. As Luke started to move, Matt panicked and turned to run away, tripping over a garden pot making a not so stealth exit from his position of voyeur.
Hurrying back to his truck, Matt packed everything up and made a bee line for the street as soon as possible. "How could I be so stupid" he berated himself continuously. He was trying to figure out if he was angry for being caught, watching or, being turned on by another man. He was trying to put it down to his lack sex drive since his wife's passing, and nothing more.
`I can get any piece of pussy I want, any time" he said a sense of self convincing. "I am no poofter" he kept saying like a mantra, not sure as to who was listening in the empty truck.
Arriving at home, Matt stripped off and stepped under the cool shower to cool himself off and to wash away the sweat, and guilt, he was feeling. He wasn't sure if he could return to Luke's to finish off, and was thinking of ways he could out of it, mostly involving lying to Jeff.
"Fuck it. I am going to have to do it" he grunted when he realised he had never lied to Jeff in his life, and whilst he'd had difficult clients in the past, this was one of his own making.
Just before 4pm, Jeff and few of the others turned up at Matt's for beers around his pool as was common on hot days. "Howdy Bud, How was day 1" Jeff asked as they did the traditional bro hug.
"Not too bad. I did have to leave early though as I had some equipment play up on me. It's all sorted now, and I will finish it off tomorrow. It's a massive job."
"I told the old fag it would take 3 days, and he agreed, so take your time. He's already agreed to the rate."
"How do you know he's a fag?"
"I can tell. I just know it, why you ask?"
"No reason, just curious. I only saw him for a few minutes as he walked me around. I think I was overwhelmed by the garden I didn't really pay attention to him"
"Yeah, fair call. But you know what those lonely bachelors are like in Bel Air" Jeff laughed.
Matt wanted to change the subject before he may have gotten in to strife, so instead started talking about upcoming jobs, the next hour or so was a jovial bit of fun and banter, which ended as they all took off in various ways to return to their homes.
Being his first day back, Matt was stuffed, so decided to order a pizza and have a few more beers before heading to bed around 9. Stripping off he slid in to bed and laid going over his social media and looking at stuff that either made him laugh, or angered his very liberal sense of self.
Plugging it in to the charger and turning his light off, his cock was telling him he needed attention. It was heavy and firm, but not hard has he reached down and touched what was n ow heading to its full thick 8" of flesh that he was always proud to flash to the boys when drunk.
As he slowly started to stroke himself, he closed his eyes to start to move to a place of sexual fantasy, only to have visions of Luke stroking his similar sized cock today. Matt was conflicted. His cock hadn't been this hard in ages, but the more he replayed Luke, the more it throbbed and leaked giving him a slick covering of precum over his purple knob and veined shaft. He tried to picture the last time he'd had sex with his wife, but it wasn't working, no matter how effort he put in, the up and down motion of Luke, the way he grabbed his nipples, had Matt emulating his actions which was a first for Matt and really made him jerk his cock harder and faster.
Knowing he couldn't hold on much longer, he clamped his nipple, harder than anticipated, and through his head back, before letting out a massive grunt and shooting his load up over his chest, hitting square on the cheek before secondary squirts landed all over his torso. Amazed and stunned at the result he laid there, before coming to the realisation he had just busted a nut thinking of a guy Jerking off. "Fuck, no way" was his only though he had before cleaning himself up.