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I stepped back and gazed at the perfectly manicured lawn that my crew and I work so hard to get back in shape for the evidential sale of this nice contemporary suburban home. I took pride in a job well done and must say this was well done after finding it cluttered with leaves and all types of weeds.
"That's enough for today, guys. See ya at the shop bright in early," I said as I dismissed my crew of 2 young guys. I put back on my shirt and headed off to my house across town.
I arrived to a cluttered house that I had no desire to clean or make clean since my girlfriend up and left me 3 months ago. I guess I was lucky to have a nice house even though my dad supplied a great deal of my finances to make it possible 2 years ago. I showered off the dirt and sweat that had accumulated from a hot day at work.
The next day, I arrived and found my crew ready to tackle the lawns that I had secured for the day. I headed out to my truck when a young guy started walking my way. He looked to be just out of high school with somewhat long black hair and a partial goatee he was trying desperately to grow. He appeared to be rather thin by his baggy pants.
"Hey, are you hiring by any chance here?" he asked.
"Well maybe. Depends if you want to work or just draw a check," I said. "I have many guys like him who drew a check and I never saw them again. It is hot as hell and you will get dirty."
"Sir, my ass is flat broke. I need a job in the worst way. I will work hard for you, I promise," he said.
"I guess I could use a little more help. Hop in. Just park your car over near the shop. We will be back around 3 or 4 to get it," I said. He moved his car to where I told him and hopped in with me. "I'm Kurt. I am the boss here so what I say goes."
"Fine by me. I'm Justin," he said. "Hey, you own this business?"
"Yeah why?" I said and headed off.
"Oh you look so young, man," Justin said and pulled out a cigarette. "Care if I smoke?"
"Nah, the others on the crew smoke too," I replied and then explained just a little more about why I had a business at 24, "I started this a few years back and have done okay for myself. It keeps beer in the frig."
"That is so cool, Kurt. Hey, thanks for hiring me on the spot," Kurt said.
"Well, I figured what the hell. I could use an extra guy. I hope you like cleaning up and weeding a few flower beds and raking leaves."
"I will do whatever you say," Justin said, taking a drag.
We hit the first home and were finished in like an hour. We sometimes took off our shirts at a job depending on the client and if anyone was at home. I took mine off at the first job since no one was around as did Justin. I could tell he was rather thin and hadn't had much sun on his body. We all worked hard in the warming sun. I inspected the work before I left. I was a stickler for detail and had a couple of guys tidy up a few spots. Justin eagerly did whatever I asked no matter how dirty the job unlike a few others I had hired in the past.
We finished up around 3 and headed to the shop. I had to return a few calls and line up a few more jobs. The others were gone as soon as we hit the shop. Justin stood around and just watched. I could see he had a tough day since he was covered in dirt and sweat.
"I can sweep or something," Justin said.
"That's fine. You can go whenever you want," I said. He swept up the dirt off the floor and emptied the trash for me. I liked his work ethic all day since he never shied away from any job I asked him to do.
Justin had his shirt flung over his shoulder and his pants hanging low like most guys, "Wow, I got red out there today!"
"Yeah, I was afraid of that," I said. "You might consider wearing a shirt tomorrow."
"I guess I will," Justin said. "I can tell this job keeps you and the others pretty toned."
"Yeah it does especially in the hot summer,plus I workout some at home when times are slow or it rains," I said. I did my best to keep a nice body going in case I happened to find another girl. I was obsessed with having a hot 6 pack and got a few whistles on drive-bys. "Hey, you got a number in case it does rain."
"Yeah, here is my cell number," Justin said and I quickly jotted it down.
"If you can't make it, all I ask is that you call me," I said and gave him my number. "The only thing is you don't get paid."
"I gotcha. I won't expect it anyway. I guess I will see you tomorrow," Justin said.
"Hey, Justin, I was impressed out there today. You worked your ass off and I appreciate that. Keep it up."
"Thanks. I will try," Justin smiled at me and headed off to his car, dirty, sweaty and a bit sunburned.
The next day which was Friday was the same routine. Justin continued to work hard and caught on fast. I will admit it doesn't take a rocket scientist to mow but some guys can butcher up a place in a hurry. At the end of the day, I handed out paychecks and just gave Justin some cash for his 2 days. We cut it short on Fridays around 2 or so since my two other workers were hard partiers.
"Do we work on Saturdays?" Justin asked.
"Well, I do have one job I need help on tomorrow. Normally we don't unless something like this pops up. You can just earn your normal pay for now if you don't mind working."
"I ain't got shit else to do."
"Thanks, met me at my house say around 9 in the morning," I said and scribbled down directions to where I live. "Think you can find it?"
"Yeah I had a buddy in high school that lived near you. I know right where it is," Justin said and headed to his old car.
I finished up with the help of Mark, my oldest employee at 22 and the one who had been with me the longest.
"He is too fucking chipper for me," Mark said.
"Well, I guess he wants to start out on the right foot with me," I said.
"Yeah, I think he would wipe your ass if you asked him," Mark laughed.
"Probably would," I smiled. We loaded up a mower and other tools for a nice size yard onto a trailer to finish off the day.
The next morning, I was up and heard Justin's car pull in around 8:45. I met him outside and we headed off to our stop.
"Nice place you got, Kurt. I bet you get all kind of bitches up in there," Justin said.
"I used to, but it's been kinda quiet lately on the girl front for me. You getting some?" I said since Justin and I were getting to know each other better.
"Fuck no, dude. I try like hell though. My ass needs to get laid soon," Justin said.
"I know the feeling," I said. "Justin, when did you graduate from high school?"
"Last year. I just have been doing odd jobs here and there. I really like working outside. My mom likes me having a permanent job now. She was on my ass constantly until you gave me this one," Justin said.
"I see," I said. I drove up to the house and found the couple there about to leave for the weekend. I greeted them and was presented cash before they left. I did this job on Saturday as a favor since they were having a party come Sunday afternoon and wanted it to look good. Since no one was at home and it was starting to get warm, we threw our shirts in my truck and started.
After about an hour of constantly working to make this home look its very best. Justin and I took a special time weeding their flower beds and manicuring their sodden lawn so they would be pleased with my work. I will say we had it looking like the best house on the street.
We loaded the stuff up and headed back to my house. I got back to the house and pulled in the driveway.
"Kurt, I can mow your yard if you want since we got the stuff," Justin said.
"Sure be my guest. I warn you. I am picky about it," I said.
"I can tell by working with you these last few days," Justin said. He unloaded the mower and began. I went inside to cool off. I watched out the window while Justin worked away. It was sort of nice having someone else doing it. I was planning on doing it any way but knew Justin was eager to impress me.
Justin finished up weed eating. I went out to inspect the work. There were a few short spots with the weed eater but I just kept it to myself.
"Thanks, Justin, it looks good. How about a cold beer?" I asked.
"Sure, I could use one," Justin said with sweat dripping from his thin body.
I handed him a towel for him to wipe off and put a cold beer in his hand. He just looked around and saw the clutter that was everywhere. After Justin cooled off, he sat down with me in my living room.
"You got a nice house, Kurt. I can tell you live by yourself," Justin said. "You mind if I hop in the shower right quick before I head home."
"Sure it is down the hall on the left," I said.
"Thanks," Justin said and headed off. I just watched TV while Justin showered. He came out and stood at the doorway, dripping wet. "Hey where are the towels?"
"Oh shit, I'll go get you one out of my bathroom," I said. I got up and found a clean towel and handed it to Justin. "Sorry about that." I said while he stood there naked and didn't care what I saw.
Justin toweled off and wrapped the towel around his waist. "Thanks, Kurt, I feel a lot better now. I got some clean shorts out in the car to wear. I guess I will see you Monday."
"You don't have to go just yet. Have another beer with me if you want," I said.
"I guess so. Let me run and get my shorts," Justin said.
I waited and saw him carrying in some basketball shorts. He dropped the towel right there and put on the shorts. "You sure as hell aren't shy." I commented.
"Nope. I could care less what you saw. Hell, I did it all the time in school playing soccer," Justin said.
I handed him another beer and we started watching whatever we could find on TV. Since it was near lunch time, I ordered us a pizza to be delivered. It took about 40 minutes before a nice fresh pizza arrived. I will have to say Justin ate it like it was the best he had ever had. It was nice having him over and keeping me company. No telling what I would be doing if he wasn't here.
After we ate, we watched some more TV. We landed on some pro wrestling on a cable station.
"You ever wrestle Kurt?" Justin asked.
"Oh just as kids for fun. Do you?"
"Nah, I guess I am like you. I was good though. I bet I could hold my own against you," Kurt said.
Being competitive and never shying away from a challenge plus 4 beers didn't hurt either, "Alright, show me what you got, Justin," I stood up and took off my shirt.
"I warn you. I am quick as hell, dude," Justin stood.
I went to go for his legs and saw his quickness. He jumped on top of me and pinned me to the floor. "Alright, I am just getting warmed up," I said.
I went for the same move and caught just a little of his legs. We wrestled around like little kids in my floor. We couldn't hurt anything. I felt his hand grab my crotch. Not to be out done I grabbed his. We continued to roll on the floor. His hand locked on my crotch. I just looked at him. "Justin what the fuck dude?" I got up immediately.
"What? What did I do?" Justin said.
"Dude, you had a strong hold on my dick," I said and noticed a tent in his shorts. He turned around and seemed to be embarrassed.
"I guess I better leave now, Kurt."
"Did you like what you found?" I asked.
"Fuck off!" Justin said.
I could now see that I had hurt his feelings. "Kurt, its cool. Guys sometimes get boned doing shit."
"Fuck you, bitch. It's not what you think!" Justin said and sprinted off to his car. I could see now he was really upset. Despite my tough exterior, I hated to see another person mad or upset.
I grabbed his door handle. "Get your ass back in the house, now! You aren't leaving just yet." I yanked open the car door as hard as I could.
"Please Kurt don't hurt me. I am sorry," Justin said, lowering his head.
"Justin, I won't hurt a flea. For one, I think you are a little drunk," I said.
"Maybe just tipsy some," Justin walked towards my house.
"I am not letting you drive like that, plus too I can see I upset you. I am sorry," I said. We walked back and sat down on the couch.
"Kurt, I just couldn't help myself. I am the one who should be sorry. I fucked things up. I love this job and now I have gone and fucked that up now."
"What are you talking about? You aren't fired. Hell, so far, you are maybe the hardest worker I got."
"Really? I knew I should have left a long time ago. Fuck, you are just so damn hot," Justin said.
"Justin, are you telling me you like guys?"
"Umm... yeah, I guess you might say that," Justin quietly said and didn't know if that sealed his fate at this job, like it did at his previous job of homophobic workers.
"You are?" I said and was a little stunned he admitted it.
"Yeah, you want me to show you how gay I am," Justin said. "Most guys say that I give head better than most. I would suck your dick in a second."
For some reason, my cock shot up in an instant. I hoped I wasn't getting in this too deep and generally avoided a lot of personal contact with my employees. I pulled down my short revealing my 8 inch cut cock, "Here you go."
"Damn, nice cock, Kurt," Justin replied with wide eyes. I swear he was drooling now at the site of my cock near his face.
I could feel his tongue lightly running up and down my hard dick. I couldn't believe how turned on I was by his wet tongue. He just looked up at me while he licked my cockhead and then used his mouth to slide down my shaft. He grabbed my ball softly and licked each one unlike any girl I had ever had the pleasure of being with sexually. I threw back my head when he stuck part of my meat in his warm mouth. I could tell he was very skilled at sucking a cock and leaned up to run my hands through his hair. By now, Justin had dropped his shorts and was stroking his cock while sucking mine.
"OOOHHHH... Damn boy, you suck dick good. This feels... oh soooo good. Suck it for me!" I moaned and couldn't believe I was actually encouraging my employee to suck me off. The other guys really would shit if they knew Justin was blowing me.
"Kurt, I love it," Justin got a breath and licked my dripping cock. I moaned slightly when he took me back in his mouth.
His head now was bobbing up and down my shaft. I was actually getting very excited seeing his hair flopping around while downing my rigid hard cock. His tongue was working my cock in his mouth. I was thoroughly enjoying Justin's mouth. My cock was as hard as it had ever been in a while.
"Kurt, would you fuck me?" Justin looked up and me.
His action on my cock had made me as horny as I had been in some time. I really wanted to explore his ass with my hard cock to see how that experience turned out. I immediately replied, "Fuck yeah!"
We went back to my bedroom. I found some lube and lubed up my hard cock. I never imagined I would be in this uncompromising position in my life. While I lay on the bed, I watched as Justin lowered his thin ass on my cock.
"Oh fuck yeah," I moaned, feeling his ass on my 8 inch member.
"OOOOOOOO" Justin moaned but really showed no signs of pain in his facial expressions. He started rocking back and forth on my throbbing cock.
"Fuck your ass is tight," I said.
"You like it?" Justin smiled at me.
"Fuck yeah, ride my fucking dick!" I screamed. I grabbed his thin waist and forced him up and down on me. It felt so good and a hell of lot better than I ever imagined fucking a guy would. I could feel his nice cock slapping against my tight 6 pack. His hands began to explore my developed pecs.
"Kurt, you are hot!" Justin said. "Your damn cock feels soooo gooood!"
Justin suggested that we fuck missionary style. I turned him on his back. I grabbed my aching cock and returned it to his sweet hole. We both moaned when I was back inside Justin. I wanted to enjoy the moment of my first gay experience. I did however have to touch and feel his thin body while I was inside him.
"Fuck me Kurt! Fuck me harder!" Justin screamed.
"You must like my big dick," I moaned still pumping his ass.
"Oh the best I ever had in me. Fuck me, Kurt!"
I put it to his ass. I fucked him as hard as I ever fucked a pussy. He took every thrust of my cock despite a little pain. His hole wrapped around my cock and was massaging it with each deep plunge into this boy's ass. We both started sweating again from the heat. I was now totally engulfed in lust after Justin's hot ass. I never thought I would ever love having sex with a guy this much, much less enjoying fucking his hot little ass. Justin grabbed his dick and started jacking it. I kept laying it to his hot ass. I then saw Justin release his big load onto his stomach.
I felt his ass grip my cock when he came. I exploded like never before up his hot ass. I let my cock deflate and heard it pop coming from his cum filled ass. We just looked at each other for a moment and savored the hot man-to-man action in my bedroom.
Justin then got up with cum still oozing from his red ass, "Thanks, Kurt, that was hot as hell. I can really tell you liked fucking me. I sure as hell loved every second you were pounding my gay ass."
I studied his thin body for a second before I said something I would regret, "Justin, I loved it too. You were great!"
"Thanks! I better be going now," Justin started walking to find his discard shorts and get dressed.
"Where you going?"
"Home I guess."
"Like hell you are. Your hot ass is staying right here. I could fuck you again," He walked back over and lay beside me. I grabbed Justin at that moment. His body rolled right on top of mine. I had to kiss Justin and felt our lips met for the first time. His lips were soft and so intoxicating. I wrapped my arms around him and held him tight against my fit body. I was amazed at how good a kisser Justin was while we made out. By now, I didn't care where or how he touched me.
TO BE CONTINUED...
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