Just another lawn boy tale pt3. My interview

Continuation of a story by Joe

In a perfect world we would not have to worry about diseases, as this is a story and a complete work of fiction no one uses protection. We don't live in a perfect world, please practice safe sex.

Standard disclaimers apply. No one was harmed in the making of this story and it is just that, a story. It contains sexual scenes between men and young teen males so this offends you or you live in an area where laws prohibit you from reading adult literature then you should move on.

"Hi boys, what's up?" Cal asked with a big smile on his face. He looked Eddie up and down longingly. Eddie was dressed in tight white t-shirt and tight pair of running shorts that like most of his clothes were one or two sizes too small for the boy.

I introduced Cal and Eddie and outlined my plan to have Eddie work for Cal, as I was busy. Cal was on his way out to a meeting at the fire hall, so we set up a get-together for the following Thursday, which was Cal's first day off. I was to show Eddie what was required for Cal's yard.

Cal stepped out, closing the door behind him. He shot us a smile and climbed into his truck. Eddie and I slowly walked up the sidewalk as Cal drove away.

"He seems like a nice guy." Eddie said quietly.

"Yeah, he is and he pays well."

"Hey, lets go to your house and play Nintendo." Eddie suggested.

"Ok, beat ya there." I said and bolted for my house with Eddie running hard behind me.

At a little after1pm, Eddie's mom phoned and wanted him to come home. He reluctantly left but assured me that we would play together again.

4pm came slowly for me. The minutes ticked away like hours. I set off for the Murphy house at 3:30 and decided to ride my bike just incase it was farther than Cal said. I vaguely knew where the street was and knew it was an upper class neighborhood. I had no idea how nice the place was. It had a good-sized yard and the lawn looked cut already. I pedaled up the long driveway and parked my bike by the garage entrance. Looking at my watch it was now 3:45, so I debated knocking for a few more minutes.

"Can I help you?" A voice asked from behind me. I wheeled around to face an older distinguished man in his 40's. He was dressed in tight casual pants and a golf shirt. His hair was trimmed short with a touch of gray around the temples. He was slightly overweight and carried a small belly.

"Ahhh, yeah, I'm Brian Elliot. I'm here to see Tyler Murphy about a lawn cutting job."

"Cal's friend?"


He then gave me a hard look up and down, very slowly before saying anything.

"Yes, Yes, Cal was right. Come on in." he said as he shook my hand.

I followed him into the coolness of the house. The Air Conditioning ran almost silently in the background. I followed him into the kitchen.

"Have a seat Brian, Would you like something to drink?"

"Ok. A glass of water would be great."

"Now Brian, I already have a fairly large staff of grounds keepers, so you will be in charge of special projects. It pays well and the fringe benefits are fairly large. Ok? He said grasping his basket.


"Good. I'm also a very busy and influential man. If I schedule you for a certain time for a special project, I expect you to be here on time. OK?"


"Good. I like those tight little shorts." He told me as he walked up to me.

"I like you better without them on. When you are here I want you naked. Ok?"


"Well?" He nodded at me.

I stood up in front of him and slowly peeled off my t-shirt. The coolness in the air made me shiver slightly.

"Nice. Continue." He demanded.

I popped the button on my cutoffs and slowly pulled my zipper down, enticing him. He stood in front of me with a slight grin on his face and a very noticeable bulge developing in his pants.

"Yes, take them off."

I hooked my fingers in the waistband of my cutoffs and began pulling them down, wiggling my hips temptingly.

"Turn around and do that. I want to see you cute little ass."

I did a slow turn as I continued to strip my shorts. I heard him groan behind me and the soft sound of his zipper.

"Grab the countertop and wiggle your ass until those shorts fall down."

I leaned over and grabbed the countertop with both hands and continued to wiggle. As the shorts I was wearing were so tight and I was commando, I was having some problems getting the small garment to drop. My hard cock was beginning to leak and was caught in the side of my shorts holding them up. The only way they were going to drop was to pull them down with my hand. I never got the chance as a hand grabbed them and pulled down.

"Whew!!!! Very nice. You have such a nice smooth bum." Tyler said from behind me rubbing my ass.


"Yeah, very nice. Bend over more."

I did as he commanded and heard him remove his pants. I thought he would be going to fuck me in a second but I was wrong. Instead his hands grabbed my ass cheeks again, rubbing and squeezing, hard and soft, massaging my soft cheeks. His breathing was getting faster and deeper. He pushed my legs apart and ran his tongue across my cheeks, tasting the saltiness of my skin. I shivered in excitement. My dripping cock stood out before me longing for some attention. He began kissing my bubble butt all over while still massaging. He rubbed his whiskered cheek across my ass feeling the softness and then he continued kissing my bum again. He then parted my fleshy cheeks again and kissed me down between. I shivered again harder and he held on not giving up his prize.

He kissed my pucker again over and over, then began touching it with his tongue, making it nice and slippery wet. He probed deeper into my ass with his tongue pushing my hole open and very wet. He licked and explored my boy pussy hungrily, grunting and making slobbering sounds. My small legs were quivering with pleasure.

He stopped suddenly and stood up behind me. I looked over my shoulder as Tyler was ripping his shirt off. He had a wild-eyed look of lust on his face. I lowered my gaze to find his dripping manhood. He wasn't overly large in length but the girth was fairly big. His foreskin was pulled back, exposing his cock head. A large blue vein twisted its way up the side of his shaft. He approached me and his meat swung back and forth with the steps.

"Head down kid, I'm going to fuck you hard."

He stepped behind me, putting a hand in the middle of my back and pushed me down. I heard him spit, and then his finger found my hole. He slid it in, making my ass open more. He removed his finger quickly and I heard him spit again. This time however it wasn't his finger he placed at my opening. The heat from his fat cock was breathtaking and it almost felt like it was burning my ass. He moved his meat around a little to find the right spot. I sucked in my breath and waited for his entry. It didn't take long for him to begin. He grabbed my hips roughly and pushed the fat bulbous head into my ass harshly.

"Arrrrrggggghhhhh!!!!!!" I squealed loudly grasping the countertop harder. "Fuck kid, nice tight hole. Cal said I wouldn't be disappointed. I can't wait to feel those silky cheeks against my belly." He told me holding his cock still briefly.

The pain subsided slightly, so he pushed a little deeper.

"Ohhhhhhh!" I gasped again. This time he didn't wait for me and slammed his hips forward, driving his fat man meat deep into my bowels.

"OWWWWhhhhhh, fuckkkkkkk!!!!!" I yelled.

"Fuck is right kid, dam that is one tight pussy, tightest I've ever had."

All I could do is whimper from the invasion. He pulled his cock out of stretched ass to the tip before slamming it back into me.

"Mmmmm huuuuuummmmmfffff!" I moaned.

"Yeah kid, take that cock. I haven't had a nice boy pussy in a hell of a long time. I sure am enjoying this. I think you like getting fucked hard, don't ya?"

He pulled out again and then slammed it back into me. This time I felt his hips slap against my ass on his in stroke. My ass was becoming used to the huge invader and I was beginning to welcome the abuse I was getting.

" I asked you a question, do you like getting fucked?

"Ahuh." I mumbled.



"Tell me how much you like my cock filling your sweet boy ass." He grunted as he pumped his meat deeper into my bowels.

"I like it."

"I think you like it allot."

"Yes,... I want it."

"Tell me how much you want me to fuck you."

"I want... it, give... me your... cock hard." I stuttered as he slammed his meat into me.

"Yeah, I'll give you my cock, you little slut. Take my big fat cock, you pussy!"

"Arrgggghhhhh... Arrrrggggghhhh!" I moaned, still bent over the kitchen countertop.

Suddenly he slammed into me and held my hips, not moving.

"Yeah boy, fuck I'm loving this. Can you feel my cock inside your belly?"

"Oooooooo." I moaned, thanking him silently for the break. He pulled his meat out slowly to the tip.

"Hey boy, my cock is all wet from your pussy juice. Do you think I should make you lick it all off?"

"Oh, no. I want you to fuck me."

"Mmmmmmm good answer, but first I have to take a little break. You are just too tight and I want this to last longer."

Instead of squeezing his cock back into my velvet hole he pulled it right out and stepped beside me. I felt his fingers slide into my stretched hole. He felt around and found my prostate. Rubbing it lightly, my cock reacted immediately, my balls twitched and I shot my load all over the side of his counter.

"You liked that huh?" Tyler asked.

"Ahuh." I sighed.

"I guess it's my turn then." He told me pulling his fingers from my pulsating ass. He quickly wiped some of my dripping load from where I had deposited it and smeared it over his fat, dripping cock.

Taking my hand he led me into the living room and pushed me down onto the sofa. Then he knelt down in front of me and grabbed my ankles, pushing my legs back. This caused my little ass to slide towards the edge of the sofa and exposed my stretched hole. I lay on my back with my head squished sideways into the sofa back and waited for his cock to fill me up again. I felt his slimy cockhead poking and sliding around until it finally found its mark. He raised his hips and pushed his meat deep into my bowels in one quick movement.

"Hrmmmmmmp. Uuuggghhh."

"Oooooooohhhhhh, yeahhhhh. Love it." He hissed and began fucking me in long slow strokes. I grunted with each down stroke and could feel his low hanging balls hitting my ass.

"Yeah, take that cock, baby."

"Uh...uh...uh." I grunted as he pounded his huge slippery man meat into me relentlessly.

Ooooo baby, you like me fucking your cute little hole, filling your ass up with my big cock?"

"Uh... Yes...Yeah...Uhhhhh."
"Yes, I thought so. I think, right now I'm going to fill your belly with a huge load of my cum, would you like that?"

"I ahhh... Yeahhhh... Please... Cum...in... meee..."

"Just about there. Just a little more." He informed me and fucked me harder.

"Ohhhhh Fuckkkkk Yesssssss...!!!!!!!!" He screamed. He slammed his thick tool into me and I felt his cock swell slightly. His steaming hot load blasted into my belly as he ground his hips into me.

As Tyler caught his breath his deflating cock began to ease its way out of me. I felt his hot load begin to seep out of my poor abused ass. He dropped my legs and stood up in front of me.

"Lick it clean!" He commanded. I extracted my head and shoulders from the sofa back and leaned forward to take him in my mouth. It was a different taste compared to Eddie's cum I had eaten earlier. After the first tentative licks I cleaned off his meat like it was a dripping ice cream cone.

"Oh boy, you keep that up, I will be going for seconds. Unfortunately I don't have the time right now."

"Mmmmmmmm... Slurp, slurp." I moaned.

He pushed my shoulders and I fell back into the sofa looking up at him. He smiled at the nice mess he had made, very proud of himself.

"If you need to clean up, there is a bathroom in there." He said pointing to a doorway.

"Okay." I replied trying to get up. My legs were shaky and his cum dribbled down my leg as I shuffled to the bathroom.

"Come into the kitchen when you are done." He called after me.

I cleaned up the best I could without a shower and went out to the kitchen to find my clothes. Tyler looked at me and smiled again. I was still walking very tentatively after the good hard rooting he had given me. Tyler handed me my clothes with one hand and cradled my abused bum in the other.

"Thanks for coming over, I really needed that. I haven't had a boy in quite some time. I trust $200 is enough."

"Wow, yes sir!" I took the money and stuffed it in my pocket. That was more than I had made all summer so far.

"I hope we can do this again soon. I feel the need for a special project next week if that is agreeable. I hope it will be longer and not as rushed."

"Yes, of course, just give me a call. You have my number?"

"I better get it again."

I gave him my number again and we talked small talk for a while, before he saw me out the door. It was 5:15 and I knew I would have to ride my bike home fast to make by my mom's deadline. I gingerly swung my leg over the bar on the bike and went to sit down and peddle. A bolt of pain shot though my butt as it met the seat. I decided it would be easier to try and pedal standing up but as I rode my legs began shaking again. Abandoning any hope of riding and making it home by my mom's time limit, I waddled home pushing my bike. Of course my grandparents were there and greeted me hugging and kissing me happily. My mother of course was less than pleased and refused to allow me to have a much-needed shower. We sat down at the table for dinner shortly after I got home. My freshly fucked ass telling me stories every time I moved. My grandpa kept looking at me strangely during the whole affair. Finally supper was over, Mom and Grandma got up to do the dishes. I tried to excuse myself to have my shower but Grandpa caught my arm just as I deaked into the bathroom.

"Hey Brian, I noticed you got ants in your pants bout getting into the shower."

"Yeah Grandpa, I had a busy day cutting grass."

"Oh yeah, I guess. I also noticed you are walking kinda gingerly."

"Yeah, Um... er... I.. ah... I got a rash from the heat."

"Well, I don't think it's any rash, I think someone got into something fun."

"What do ya mean Grandpa?" I tried to play innocent.

"Come on now son, don't play coy with me, ol' gramps was young once too." He explained and he leaned towards me and ran his hand down my back and cupped one of my ass cheeks.

"Grandpa. Stop that." I whispered and pulled away from his hand.

"I can smell it on ya son." He said as I closed the door.

"I'm having a shower now Grandpa." I whispered back to him through the door.

"We'll talk about it later." Grandpa said as he turned away.

I some how knew that would not be the end of that conversation. My mom came by her traits honestly and being a bulldog when it came to certain things was one she got entirely from her dad.

Apologies to my readership that wanted more of Eddie in this chapter. Even though I edited the crap out of this chapter, it seemed long. I promise to devote the entire chapter 4 to his adventures in servitude as a lawn boy. Thank you to all who took the time to write. Comment or suggestions please email me ubiy100@hotmail.com