Date: Tue, 2 Nov 1999 01:02:04 +0200
From: largeone39@hotmail.com
Subject: The New Gardener

	Everyone had left the house that morning and I was still in bed.  I
was 15, medium height and slender built.  My dick was filling out getting
nearly as big as my dad's huge cock.  In winter my hair was light brown but
in summer its blond on my head, legs and arms, it was blond now.  I was
lying naked on bed playing around with my cock and balls.  My bedroom is at
the end of the house and I have these two big windows on either side of my
room.  I must have been playing around for several minutes when a shadow
crossed over my body; I looked up and saw the gardener.

He had stopped in front of the window and he was staring at me.  I quickly
covered myself up and he then walked on.  He was new, I had only seen him
once before.

He was 18 or 19 years old, and he was from somewhere in South America. He
had walked to the other side of the house, around by my other window.  I
put on some ratty gym shorts, the ones from Phys. Ed. Class, and headed
over to the other window to check him out.

He looked taller than he was, because of his thin body, my guess he was
5'9, about the same as I was.  He was going about watering the hillside at
the back of the house.  He was wearing gray service clothes, matching shirt
and these kind of tight slacks.  He rode the pants high, a thin belt pulled
tight around his waist, and his pants leg covered a thick long mound that
hung low down his thigh. He went into a corner of the garden and started to
unzip his pants, he then pulled out an incredibly long uncircumcised penis,
and he started to piss against the wall. His cock was dark and it was quite
thick.  He then caressed the last of the piss out of it, it must have been
7 or 8 inches soft.  He then loaded back into pants.  I decided to go out
and say hello to him.


I still had only my gym shorts on and I decided to walk out to the garden
and introduced myself. He had intense black eyes and a wide thin mouth, and
he looked me over and lingered a little over my crouch. He said it was
really hot and could I get him some water.


"Sure, I'll be right back."  I said.


With a glass of water I was almost running to bring it back to him, when I
got to the back yard he was bending over some tools.  When he straightened
up I got another view of his crotch.  With a smile, he came up to me and
took the glass of water from my hand.  He downed the water and said thanks.
I went back into the house a little numb and wondering if he was straight
or not.

 I went back to my room and watched him work outside.  Some minutes later
he walked towards my window, and went to this corner where the outside wall
of my room joins another wall.  I moved to the side of the window, and I
saw him in the corner turned away from me, and though I couldn't see it
all, he slowly unzipped his pants and fished out his heavy dick.  I could
see his back and part of his hanging dick.  He was uncut, and he began to
slide his foreskin over his purple head.  His dick started to expand, and
soon it was horizontal, and it seemed huge.  He then undid his belt and
pulled his pants down towards his knees.  He had a very smooth, smallish
firm creamy brown buns.  With his left hand he began to caress his left
cheek, he started to pull at it, spreading it open, and I could see a
little black part.

He took his index finger and started to caress his hole with it, and pushed
it in.

My dick was throbbing outside of my shorts; I look down at my own big dick
and saw pre-cum all over its pink head.  He then turned sideways and I had
a side view of his fully erect cock, it must have been at least 10 inches.
He then forced his dick down inside his pants, pulled them up, and fastened
them.  He then disappeared around the side of the house.

I was in a lust craze.  I went out of my room, and started for the back of
the house.  Then I heard a knock on the back door and when I opened it he
was standing there, still with a huge hardon inside his thin pants.  He
asked me if I could help him with something in the storage room.  I said
sure and headed outside with him.

He opened the door to the dusty smelling, semi dark room, and we walked in,
my heart was pounding.  He told me he had no family here, that when he had
a problem there was no one to ask, and then told me he had an itch on his
bum and would I look at it.  "Sure" again was my reply.  He told me to sit
down on some boxes, and then, facing me, he took off his shirt, unfastened
his pants, and pulled them down.  His dark dick flopped out towards my
face, and I had a close up of his veined dick.  He then turned around
giving me a view of his beautiful ass, and showed, me with his finger
pointing to his hole, where the itch was.  He bent over and asked me if I
saw anything strange?  I got up close, and almost swooned.  I could smell
an earthy sweaty smell, and I saw a patch of long black hairs around a tiny
dark hole.  I felt his cheek with my hand; I then spread them with both
hands to get a better look, I could see a little pink around his inner
hole, and I had the urge to lick it.  He told me it itched inside, and he
told me to spit on my finger and stick it in.

This was hot; with my forefinger I pushed tentatively inside his hole, it
was warm and moist inside.  He started to moan and I was fascinated by what
this manipulation was doing to him, I wanted to see him groan.  I pushed my
finger in deeper and then I turned him sideways and felt his huge dick.
With my left hand I was finger fucking him and with my right I started to
stroke him.


He then got down between my legs and buried his face in my crotch.  He was
sucking on my cock through the fabric, pushed the short's leg open with his
hand and swallowed the head of my cock with his moist mouth.  He was
slobbering and pushing his head further down on my cock.  He got about
halfway down and I could feel my head at the back of his throat.  He pulled
off, and I said, "don't stop, please don't stop."  He then stood up turned
around and began to impale himself on my throbbing dick.  At first nothing
happened and then I started to push foreword into him, he moaned, and I
felt this spreading warmth on my cock.  Holding him close, I stood up and
pressed further into him.  Then I began to fuck him.  I wanted to get all
of my dick up is ass, the more pushed the louder he moaned "fuck me, fuck
me."

"I'm cumming" I groaned. And I grabbed his hips and started to pour loads
of cum into him.  I looked over his shoulder and saw pounding his huge
cock, he then jerked down on his rod and his inflamed purple head began to
erupt white cum.  He slowly pulled me out of him, turned, and gave me a
very wet kiss.