Date: Wed, 23 Feb 2005 10:56:24 +1100 From: james robinson Subject: Gardening Services Part 3 This story is a fantasy it didn't really happen to my knowledge, it contains sex between an adult male and teenaged boys. If you don't like this material please leave, if you are under age or it is illegal where you reside well you can leave as well. Your comments and ideas are eagerly sought please send them to me at juzjamie17@yahoo.com or justjames17@hotmail.com. All emails are answered except flames which are extinguished on arrival. Gardening Services, Part 3............................justjames17. I worked all day but felt completely exhausted after the heavy sex all night with Eric, the commercial Pizza delivery lad, The office staff were all eyeing me off and there was a certain amount of salacious whispering going on, I was ignorant of the talk as I was flat out trying to concentrate on the tasks of running the business. My demeanour was a little abrupt and my fuse was short so everyone tiptoed around me, they could see I was having a great deal of trouble concentrating. By 4 pm I had had enough and I grabbed my car keys and took off growling, "I'll see you all tomorrow and I want to see all the work done when I get arrive in the morning." I hurried from the office and headed down to my car jumping in and starting the old Jag's engine, the roar of her exhaust echoed around the underground car park as I revved her gently enjoying the smooth sound of her powerful engine. I slammed her into gear and trod on the accelerator, she barked her pleasure and span her tires with a screech on the smooth cement floor. The jerk of her take off pressed me hard into the soft leather sports seat, the old cat leapt forward like a cheetah heading up the ramp to street level, I paused at the driveway till I saw a gap and tramped my size11 onto the pedal and smiled as she tail wagged screeching out into the roadway. The pedestrians watched smiling at the immaculate old girl as she reveled to my actions. I wended my way through the early traffic and was soon on the freeway accelerating up to 60mph with the wind of our passage tossing my hair about, this seemed to clear my tired mind and I started to think of who might be waiting when I reached my home. It was a warm day so my darling young Clinton could be there cooling off in the pool when I drove in, at least I hoped he might be there in his tight little Speedos. The traffic was light as I was ahead of the peak period and the trip home was much shorter and far less tiring than normal. The Jag reveled in her freedom and we weaved through the widely spaced vehicles easily maintaining her speed at around 100kph or 60mph, I backed off and hopped into the left lane as we reached the turn off for my suburb laughing at the incredible crackling rumble of the exhaust as the old car decelerated sharply. We turned into the off ramp and slowed to the required 60kph or 35 mph and tagged along in the flow off traffic, I loved watching people ogle the immaculately restored old car and their looks of admiration made the cost of her restoration well worth while. She seemed to give pleasure to everyone who she passed and none more so than myself, she was like a truly close and reliable friend. I turned into the driveway waving to my neighbour who was weeding his lawn and drove up to the garage in the rear of the property. Clinton's bike was missing so I was disappointed to know he wasn't here and I hoped it was because I was early and he hadn't knocked off work yet. I climbed out of the car closing the tiny door and headed for the patio and the back door rattling my keys as I approached as I selected the key to open the glass door. I walked inside and tossed my suit coat onto the lounge as I passed then undid my tie tossing it behind me where it landed over the lounge's back hanging there like a coloured creeper swaying back and forth. I undid my shirt tossed it onto a chair then kicked off my shoes and fumbled off my trousers leaving my Calvin's on. I walked to the fridge and pulled out a can of cold beer popping the ring pull with a hiss and drinking a large cold draught as I wandered up to my bedroom. I placed the can on my bedside table and pulled off my briefs dropping them on the bed and I opened a drawer to find a pair of Speedos, I pulled the flimsy pale blue Lycra togs up my legs and settled my genitals comfortably in the pouch. This done I sat on the bed and stripped off my socks, massaging my feet and toes, then stood picking up the frosty moist can and I sauntered down to the patio again lying back onto a lounge and sipping my beer appreciatively. I finished the can and dropped it to the flagstones then settled back in the shade to relax for a while. I was dragged from my slumber; I'd quickly fallen asleep, by a voice saying, "Hi Jack your home very early today." I cracked open an eye to see the enchanting sight of my Clinton standing there in his red Speedos smiling at me as he felt my slack penis, I smiled tiredly up into his cute face and said, "Yeah Clinton I had a long night with bugger all sleep and one hell of a crappy day at the office, but you've cheered me up considerably." Clinton sat beside me on the lounge and then rolled over lying on top of me and I could feel his steel hard teenage erection pressing against my fast rising rocket, he wriggled his smooth silky body on me grinning saying, "This seems to be waking you up quickly, you mustn't be too tired then." He looked into my eyes and said, "How come you had such a bad night last night? I slept like a log after our sex play." I hugged him and kissed his freckled nose saying, "You remember when we got the Pizza last night?" He nodded so I continued, "Well the hot dude, Eric, who delivered it returned when he knocked off and we spent the night having sex. This doesn't mean I don't love you Clinton but he is older and we just hit it off." I saw hurt in my cupid's eyes so I hugged him and kissed him deeply, he didn't resist and returned my kiss as our tongues tap-danced together, then he said, "But why did you have sex with him? Is he better than me? He must have more experience as he's older than I am." I nodded and kissed him again then said, "Yes he is older and knows more about sex but he is also commercial, this means he is a male prostitute and does sex for money but he is also a very hot guy too. He wants to meet you and suggested we all get together for some fun. Would you be prepared to try a three way in bed with he and I?" Clinton lay there half on me, his gorgeous face propped up on his hand as he stared into my eyes, I stared back at him as he lay there thinking, mulling over what I had said. I waited holding my breath and he nodded imperceptively then said, "OK I'll give it a go it could be really hot fun, but I hope you still love me the most." I smiled in relief and kissed the tip of his pert nose saying, "Oh Clinton there is no doubt you are my first and only true lover, Eric is good fun but he is as I said a male whore so we will only be with him for fun and sex. I think you will enjoy it." Clinton lowered his face to mine and pressed his soft lips to mine then lifted off and said, "That is fine we are real lovers Eric is for fun and games." With this he stood up and I felt coolness as the soft breeze blew across my sweating body, he stretched his slender arms above his head causing his ribs to press against his tanned taut skin in small bumps and ridges, his almost hairless pits showing pale against his suntanned torso. His flat sexily muscled stomach ridged smoothly with his well formed six pack, highlighting his cute button navel and the smooth swelling of his bare lower abdomen as It curved down into his brief swim togs. His rigid cock clearly visible in the flimsy trunks, as it tented them out above his tight round full young scrotum. I lay there enthralled at this incredibly beautiful vision until he giggled and ran across the patio, his delicious arse cheeks wobbling about then he tensed and sprang up diving into the pool, he hardly raised a ripple as his supple young body cleaved the surface and disappeared into the blue depths. I stood up positioning my rock hard cock and bounded across jumping into the air as I did a bomb into the pool, the splash spraying water into the air as if a small depth charge had exploded and I sank into the depths in a fuzzy muddle of millions of air bubbles as the wavelets splashed across the surface. I straightened out placed my feet on the bottom tiles and pushed off spearing towards the surface where I could see Clinton from the waist down as he idly kicked his legs treading water, his cock sticking out semi hard as the cool water slowed his tumescence. I speared up next to him and slid my hands up his legs till I clutched his cock and balls and lifted him up onto my shoulders with his cock facing me, I opened my mouth and swallowed his Lycra covered dick, my chin resting on his tight scrotum. Clinton doubled over folding onto my head as he gasped in pleasure; I felt his chlorine-flavoured cock begin to harden in my warm mouth as my tongue teased his knob through his bathers. His hands slid down my back until he pushed them under the waistband of my togs and he pushed them down as he slid his hands over the melons of my thick firm buns. I felt the Speedos catch on my vertical boner as they tried to pull down due to his actions; my cock resisted his attempts standing rigid and firm. He left the waistband hooked under my arse then he straightened up and hooked his toes into my togs in front he dexterously lifted the Speedos up from my cock and pulled them out and down allowing them to slip slowly down my thighs and floated off my feet drifting to the bottom of the pool. I returned the favour and pulled his trunks off letting them join mine puddled on the tiles below, we were both naked and excitedly erect as I kicked along with my feet, holding him against me sending us towards the shallow end where we could stand up. We reached the shallows and I sat him on the edge, his smooth legs parted exposing his genitals to my gaze, his hard 5inch cock trembled urgently against his flat stomach as I studied it enthusiastically. His knob was smaller than the shaft and was glowing cherry red as the blood surged through the spongy flesh; I loved the clean wholesomeness of his almost virginal tool. My tongue crept from its sanctuary and touched feather like the shining smooth engorged glans, Clinton shivered and his cock jumped excitedly. I repeated the teasing touch and he clutched my head trying to pull me onto his spike, I held back teasing him even though I desperately wanted to suck the essence from his roiling young nuts. I licked from his hairless nuts up to the tip, feeling his swollen urethra as it pulsed through his hot skin protruding softly out from the rock hard muscle of his penis, Clinton moaned louder and I saw the first clear jewel like beads of his tasty pre cum form at the winking lips of his piss hole. My tongue laved across the super sensitive knob sipping the jewels into my mouth, as I tasted the pure juices that are my young lover. Clinton was bucking squeezing his muscular arse cheeks as he tried to push into my mouth and after teasing him some more I opened to him taking him all the way to his wet soft curly pubes. He gasped and put his arms behind him pressing on the pool surround then pushing up lifting his hips up and forcing his hot flesh deep into my orifice. He bucked up and down as he fucked my face, his young body taut and every muscle working striving to drive deeper and deeper, I knew his climax would come quickly roaring through his tensed body. I felt him tighten even more as his erection swelled growing more turgid then with a muffled scream he released the floodgates and his surging semen filled my thirsty mouth as I drank him down like a draft of sweet wine. His body was arched out from the wall of the pool; his feet flat on the side his arms clutching the coping around the pool. I watched his arched taut stomach as the abdominal muscles tensed and relaxed, tensed and relaxed with each resounding spurt of his hot pearly sperm. I relished the taste and texture of his offering and was amazed at the quantity he was producing for my pleasure. His body collapsed back onto the pool edge as his climax finished and he lay there panting, gasping, trembling in the aftermath of his amazing climax, I kept his still erect cock in my lips as the last dribbling vestiges drained from his cock. Clinton had to push me off him as he became too sensitive and my warm mouth and lively tongue began to drive him insane, I stood up smiling at him as I rolled the last remnants of his spoof about in my mouth. I bent to him and kissed his parted lips allowing the sweet mixture of my saliva and his nut juice to trickle out into his panting mouth. He relished it as he drank it down then he smiled up at me saying, "Oh Jack that was awesome, best ever, I've never had such a blow in my life." I kissed his hot sweaty face again and said, "Yeah that was unreal Clinton you excelled that time I think I drank about half a liter of boy sperm. It was like a fine liqueur, sweet and juicy I could drink it all day." Clinton lay there grinning proudly as he rubbed his hands over his torso and played with his budding nipples, I watched him and my cock was pulsing frantically with pure lust. He looked into my eyes and read the message burning there like a bush fire; he opened his slim legs wide and smiled invitingly at me. I looked down as he groped his depleted balls and raised them exposing his tight little periwinkle, my hungry eyes locked on that tiny pink finely crinkled muscle searching for the center of all delight, his anal opening. He flexed his anus and I saw the tiny lips twitch as I dived down pushing into the inviting pleasure zone, my lips encompassed his hole and my tongue tickled his entrance as he moaned and writhed in delight. The twitching entrance opened sucking the tip of my probing appendage into the humid entrance, I pushed deeper tasting him sliding my tongue around his silken smooth rectum, Clinton raised his legs high pulling them back and locking them there with his arms, opening and raising his arse to me. He was able to watch me work on his sweet bum as he cooed and whimpered moaning for me to fuck him, I teased his arse for some time until his desperate pleas urged me to satisfy both our eager desires. I stood up and moved close to him then dribbled saliva down onto his palpitating little pink button, he quivered as he felt it splat on his hot flesh. I worked it in with my middle finger then dribbled another globule working that in with two fingers. His hot tensed hole opened wider and wider as I manipulated him, loosening him up in preparation to my plundering his inner sanctum. He stared dreamily up at me his lips curved up in a lazy smile and watched me take my penis in my hand coating it liberally with sputum then I edged the flanged mushroom head against his closed back passage. He tensed involuntarily when he felt my penis press against his arse lips, I kept increasing the pressure and suddenly he capitulated allowing me entry as he moaned loudly in pain. I stayed at the entrance not moving as his muscle calmed and adjusted, then he sighed and relaxed so I pressed on with the invasion. I was soon totally committed and fully immersed in the velvet moist hot depths of Clinton's colon, he was panting, sweating and groaning as he worked his internal muscles around my hard thick pole. I was moaning in pure pleasure at the incredibly sensuous experience of this teenager's internals accepting and now manipulating my invading prong to increase both his and my utter enjoyment. I pulled slowly back reveling at the sensation as he tightened his arse up, I poised at the gateway then oozed back into the silken humidity sliding softly and slowly getting every ounce of pleasure from his chute. I continued slowly for some time as we kissed frenetically then he mumbled for me to root him harder as he was close to ejaculating again. I sped up plunging deeper and faster, turning from side to side working his hot hole then gyrating my hips doing circles in his guts. My knob reaching every area of his bowels and stroking across his excitedly swollen prostate gland sending explosive charges from his arse to his whole body but specifically his swollen cum filled balls as my nuts grew hard and fatter, my cum building rapidly ready to erupt. Clinton screamed out unintelligibly as he began to explode and he pulled me to him as his arse tightened frantically ripping my sperm out in a gusher and I painted his insides with my load while his sprayed out between our heaving sweaty torsos. Cum burst out of his tightly stretched ring as I overloaded his bowels while the scent of sex filled the air as we both climaxed incessantly. I collapsed on top of him then pulled him into the pool as we continued to spasm, the clear water clouded with a milky haze as semen drifted about us. I wondered if the chlorine would kill our tiny baby makers as they swam about searching for that elusive egg to penetrate and fertilize, their futile search doomed and ending in oblivion. The cool water cleansed our sweaty bodies and washed the sperm from us and I falteringly carried my lover to the other side placing him on the pool edge while I climbed out and staggered to the lounge collapsing there exhausted. Clinton sat on the edge his shoulders still heaving and slowly he stood, slightly bow legged and flinchingly walked with small steps to the lounge next to me. He sank down slowly and turned his face towards me, still flushed red and he said, "Oh Jack that was unreal I thought you'd split me in half, I'm sure your cock was twice as big as yesterday. I can hardly walk I'm so sore, I don't know how I'll ride my bike home afterwards." I grinned and said, "Well sexy boy, it is your fault I was so excited so don't blame me, your just too sexy for your own good." He grinned at me and laid his head down on the couch, we were soon both dead to the world and dreaming erotically. The sun descended in the west as we slept and the cool evening air caused goose bumps on our exposed flesh awaking us from our slumbers, I looked at my dream boy and asked if he wanted a pizza for dinner and he grinned saying sure that sounds great but I'd better ring home to say I wont be there for dinner. I nodded and he grabbed the cordless punching the buttons then telling his parents he was going to the pictures with a mate. He rang off and I dialed the pizza shop ordering a family size supreme minus anchovies and hung up. I looked at my little lover leaning against the cupboards naked, his soft cock folded down on his scrotum and I smiled at him saying, "Now you will meet Eric when he arrives, do you want to get dressed or stay as you are?" He looked at me uncertainly and shrugged saying, "What do you think, will we both stay nude for him?" I grinned and replied, "Its up to you sexy one, I'm sure he'd love to see you naked." He smiled and nodded replying, "Ok nude it is, I can't wait to see him he must be hot if you let him in your bed Jack." I laughed and ruffled his unruly blonde hair, still suffering from the frolicking in the pool, I replied, "I'm sure your going to think he's a hunk too Clinton, he really is a pretty hot dude. We sat on the lounge in the sunroom waiting for the arrival of Eric, I turned on the television and we watched Sabrina the Teenaged Witch laughing together at the comedy. Then the doorbell chimed and I got up hurried to the door, opening it and there was Eric smiling at me holding the pizza box in both hands. To be continued.