Date: Thu, 19 Jun 2003 21:11:05 EDT
From: Kpg111061@aol.com
Subject: Redneck Attitude...

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Redneck Attitude...


I noticed him playing basketball in the street a couple of years back
when he was about 15. He and his little gang of thugs would play in the
street refusing to move whenever anyone drove onto the street. It was a
game of chicken only his was without a vehicle. I being the politically
active fag that I am, have a big blue and yellow equal (equality) sign on
my large, black Isuzu Rodeo. The yells were light to begin, just very
subtle, "fag" when I drove by. Then again they had to be careful, the
several households of lesbians were who taught them to play street ball
and played with them all the time.
I know that I confused all of them. I worked in my yard doing dirt
manual labor, worked on my own truck and then would discuss flower
gardens with the neighborhood Moms. I was a major contradiction to the
little rednecks with attitude.
As the last couple of years have gone by they have developed into hot,
well built young men. Some better looking than others; some hanging out
on the street like gang thugs picking fights and some out in their drive
ways making out with the neighborhood girls.
The one who had caught my attention was a "little shit" who was about
5'6" or 5'7", dark crewcut, five o'clock shadow (since he was 15),
without his shirt; pecs and beautiful well-built chest. Those damn baggy
pants they wear, who would know what the rest of him looked like. Well,
I was soon to find out.
I was out back laying paving stones, designing my new patio areas in my
backyard, when I hear a clearing of the throat and an excuse me sir. I
looked up and there he was standing. Yes, I say. He says I know you
usually do your own mowing, but I'm trying to save up money for a car and
I'm offering to do odd jobs for everyone. Do you have anything for me? I
thought to myself, yeah I have something for you about 8 inches of 40
year old meat. I must have paused too long, when I looked up, his
handsome face was beet red and there was this arrogant little shit
attitude that he must have guessed what I was thinking.
I tell him, yeah, I could use some help. How about you move the paving
stones from my truck to back here, I ask him. Place about 30 at these
three roped off areas and showed where and I wanted them. When you are
done with that; I'll give you things to do each time you complete
something. How is $50.00 for 4 hours work? He and I agreed to the deal.
While I was working on the first area, Tony has I had discovered his name
to be, had finished the unloading and was watching me. He asked if I was
going to do that to the other two areas; I said yes and he said that he
would start them. He finished area 2 and we both worked on area 3. I
then had him weed out my landscaping while I pressure washed. We kept on
working for quite awhile before I noticed that he had removed his shirt.
Damn, what a hot little stud.
By the third hour of work, Tony and I were both sweating like pigs. I
went in to get a beer and asked him what he wanted. He asked could he
have a beer. Nope, I don't serve minors. He tells me that he had just
turned 18 that week; even showed me his license to prove it. So I
thought I know it's not 21 but what the hell. I told him to take a break
and would have a few beers.
While sitting on the patio the little shit says, nice house, who's the
lady that helped decorate with a smug look. I told him that I didn't
need any lady to help decorate or anything else. That everything I
needed I could handle myself; that a real man could always take care of
himself and his needs. Tony turned beet red again; looking really cute
(hot).
After the 4th beer, Tony says can I ask you something? Sure I tell him.
He says you know we know about all the girls and no one cares. You
though, everyone wonders and when we've said stuff as you drive by, you
don't respond. Why? Because I tell him, I don't care what people think
they know or assume. I only care what I know.
Tony says, well, are you? Am I what? Tony says come on are you gay
Padgett. Of course I am, I tell him, you knew that though so why ask.
He says well in the time I've been here, I took off my shirt to see if
you would try anything and nothing. Well, are you gay Tony? Tony
stutters, no. Then I ask him why would you care if I didn't hit on you
or make a move? Just thought that it would be the easiest way to find
out if you were gay or not. If you want to know something always ask,
it's the easiest way.
How about a swim? Go around the side and hose off the dirt and I'll lay
out beach towels and some more beers. He says I don't have trunks. I
tell him, you can swim in those baggies, try on some of my extras or
whatever. While he's hosing off, I wash my face with cold water thinking
Padgett, this could be trouble. I set up towels, beers and music. He
comes back in and pulls off the baggies and is standing there in boxers
when in he jumps. My shorts look like boxers also, so after setting our
beers pool side, I jump in too. We float a while and drink a couple of
more beers. Tony says to me this great and you're a nice guy. Sorry for
the attitude in the past and when I showed up today.
No sweat I tell him. You're a good worker and being by myself it's hard
sometimes to do all the work. If you want weekend work, I could use
you. Tony says sure. He says can I ask you another question. Yes, I
tell him. You're a nice looking man and could have lots of women. What
makes you notice a guy? First I tell him thanks and then I tell him;
looks are important, so is personality and brains. I want to have
something in common with a person. I like men who are sure of themselves
but not arrogant with "attitude" and we both laugh. You for instance I
tell; if you were gay or bi, I would go for you. Tony blushes.
Padgett, I'm not a virgin, but if I asked you what a man is like would
you be willing to show me and if I say stop, stop? I'm thinking again,
oh my God, this is trouble. Sure I tell him. He floats over to me and
gently kisses me with those full, sexy hot lips. I kiss back slowly and
gently. We touch each other's faces; we kiss and just enjoy floating
together. I ask him to follow me into the spa. We grab our beers and get
into the spa. There we continue kissing, touching and exploring. I let
him do what ever he wants to do. While he's exploring, I've pulled off
his boxers and I'm jacking the most beautiful dick under water. The
entire time that I jack him, Tony just keeps on kissing me and moaning.
At one point he moans under the kiss that he's coming and tell him to go
ahead and next thing I know is "groan" "grunt" and "Oh my God," and then
little white globs for the skimmer going over my waterfall.
Tony says oh my God that was so erotic. I thought gay men either had
swishy nasty sex or rough leather sex. I never thought that there could
be such hot, romantic intimate sex. I ask him, did you like it? Hell
yes, he laughs blushing and says sorry. No worry I tell him. He says
can I ask to spend the night with you. I start to say that's not a good
idea. He says don't worry, I'm alone this weekend and I'm 18, please let
me stay and finish the night with you.
I tell him okay, I would love to be with you some more. We get in my
outside shower together under the stars and neck some more while washing
each other. I tell him lets go inside and go to bed. We have a lot of
yard work to finish tomorrow.
Once inside Tony says Padgett, may I make love to you? Tony I would be
flattered. He then starts kissing me at my neck and works his way down
to my dick. There he explores, kissing my 8" more than sucking. Oh, he
sucked and licked too, but that boy loves kissing. Dick, ass, balls, you
name it. I tell Tony that I want him to jack me off so that he can watch
it. He starts and has this great hand rhythm that drives me crazy. All
of a sudden I tell him to watch out and as my toes curl, my voice moans
oh fuck yeah and I squirt everywhere. Tony goes wow that is so cool.
He gets up finds a wash cloth, comes back cleans me up and says I can't
wait until tomorrow. If this is the kind of bonus that I get for one
days work, I can't wait until the second days work.
I tell him that he only receives a bonus as long as I don't get redneck
attitude. We both chuckle as we hold each other and drift off to sleep.