Date: Thu, 29 Apr 2004 10:55:11 EDT
From: INSILVA92@aol.com
Subject: My First Job

The following is a homosexual fantasy, because it is a fantasy unsafe sex may
be practised by the characters, but please practice safe sex yourselves. If
it is illegal for you to read this please leave now. If not I hope it hits the
spot!
It was the summer of 1976,  just turned 16, I'd finished school, and had been
for a fortnights holiday in Bournemouth with my parents, I was their only
child. My  favourite uncle, Mike, my mother's youngest brother, he was 29, had
got me a job with a friend of his called Mark. Mark was 32 I think, and had a
small garden landscaping business which was taking off, in those days only
wealthy people had their gardens landscaped, so he was making good money and wanted
to expand. Mike knew I enjoyed gardening and working with my hands. I'd met
Mark just before I went on holiday, he was 6 foot with a good body, he had
fairly long, thick, dirty blonde hair and twinkly blue eyes. He'd introduced me to
his assistant Rob, telling me that Rob had worked for him for three years
full time since leaving school, but that he'd worked part-time for him since he
was 13; so he was 19. Rob was 5 foot 8 and thin, but when he shook my hand I
could tell he was really strong, as was Mark, perks of the job I suppose. Rob
was really blond, and his long hair was done in a pony-tail, he had dark "
cow-eyes" with long lashes. I was 5 foot 8 too, shortish dark hair, brown eyes and
quite n athletic body through my swimming, which I loved, and I'd won several
trophies for my school. They were due to pick me up at 7:30 a.m. the Monday
after we got back from Bournemouth.
It was a beautiful summer's morning and I had no problem getting up at 6:30. I
'd dressed in old clothes as instructed, a ragged pair of jeans, an old
T-shirt and a well used pair of hiking boots. My mother had left me a packed lunch.
I was stood at our garden gate by 7:25, I was excited and nervous, I was very
shy, and I'd been a bit of a loner at school, but my swimming prowess had
kept me from getting into trouble with the other lads. Mark's flat-bed truck
pulled up at 7:30 prompt, Rob opened the door telling me to hop in; I stared at
him gob smacked, he'd had a crew cut! Laughing at my reaction he told me to stop
catching flies and get in. They were both dressed in singlets and baggy
cotton shorts and work boots. The job that day was tidying up at a job that was
basically finished, it was steady work and by 10, when we stopped for a break,
they both removed their singlets so I removed my T-shirt. We lay on the grass
and I had chance to look at their firm bodies glistening with sweat, I'd been
ight about Rob, for although he was thin every muscle was well defined, and when
I'd caught him bending over I'd seen that he also had a well defined, well
muscled arse. I could smell their sweat a strong, clean male odour, and I
noticed how large their bulges were as they leaned back on their elbows. My cock
started to harden and I tried to think of something else to make it go away,
thankfully no one noticed. We got back to work, as I began to relax in their
company they started to playfully tease me, asking about girlfriends [I hadn't
ever had one] and make jokes about sex and stuff, they also asked about my
swimming, and seemed impressed when I told them about my cups and everything. After
lunch the banter continued, I was blushing almost none stop, but I loved their
company, they were so easy to get on with. They dropped me home at 5:30
telling me to be ready the same time tomorrow, and that we'd be at a new job for a
couple of weeks. Mark told me not to bring food as the clients were very
wealty and provided food for the day. He'd worked for them for ten years and had
their complete trust, and he always did their garden overhaul this time of, year
when they were on holiday. Best of all he told me I could do overtime every
day until 8:00 p.m. if I wanted. I told them I would if my parents agreed.
While I had something to eat I asked my parents about doing the overtime and they
said it was up to me. I watched some telly, and went to bed at 10:00 p.m. very
tired, but happy. I slept soundly until 5:00 a.m. then tossed and turned
until my alarm went off at 6:30. In that hour and a half I kept dropping off for a
few minutes  and every time I re-awoke  my 5 inch cock was hard and I was
thinking of Mark and Robs' bodies.
While I showered their images kept coming to mind and I began to wank my ever
hard cock, pulling my ample foreskin all the way back to fully expose my
large pink knob, wanking off and swimming were my two favourite things, and lately
swimming was taking a back seat! Within minutes I was moaning softly as spurt
after spurt of my boycum was splattering the shower wall. When I'd finished
showering I decided to wear shorts like Mark and Rob. The only old pair I had
were blue football ones which had a tear in the crotch, so I put a pair of
tight white Jockey's on first. I bent over, spread my legs and looked back at my
bum, the white Jockeys showed through, highlighting my balls, but when I stood
up I couldn't see the tear so I decided that they'd do, they'd also keep any
woodies I threw in check.
Once again I was at the gate for 7:25 just as Mark pulled up, Rob got out
telling me to hop in, then he got back in and we drove off, it was a bit of a
squeeze. Rob was pressed into me and he lay his hand across my shoulder as if it
was the most natural thing in the world, I know I blushed and I was trembling
slightly. His leg lay alongside mine, flesh on flesh, and I felt my cock
stiffen, I was so grateful for the Jockeys stopping it from showing. His leg felt
really nice alongside mine, and I started to relax. He chattered away to Mark
and me, occasionally squeezing my shoulder for emphasis. I chanced a glance at
his crotch and from the bulge I was sure his cock was half hard. I must have
looked at it ten times, but he caught me the last time, he winked and smiled
broadly giving my shoulder an extra squeeze. I think I went purple and jabbered
something out to Mark about last night's telly, my voice an octave higher than
usual. Thankfully we arrived shortly after that. It was a very, very large
isolated huse in Four Oaks. Mark must have been well in with the owners because
he had the keys to the gates and knew the security codes for the alarms. The
garden was massive with a high fence, and there was an indoor swimming pool! My
jaw must have dropped when I saw it, as Mark and Rob laughed at me, telling
me if I was a good boy I might get a swim later. Mark unlocked the pool doors
and called me over, he took me to a built in bar and pointed out all the other
stuff needed for making coffee or tea, everything was provided, so I started a
brew. They soon had the truck unloaded, and had started work before I had
made the tea I took their mugs out and got stuck in with collecting their
rubbish. We all worked hard and had soon lost our tops, Mark left at 9:55, and was
soon back with bacon sarnies which we wolfed down. At 12:45 he left again,
telling me to knock off for lunch at 1 p.m. He was getting our food from a local
restaurant as usual, Rob told me as Mark left.
Rob told me to pack in now and get cleaned up, so I followed him to the Pool'
s Gents, he looked me in the eye, smiled, undid his belt and his shorts
dropped to the floor, he stepped out of them. Nether of us spoke; I gulped and
licked my lips, his cock was almost as long as mine and was still soft. Mine wasn'
t, it had gone stiff immediately! My heart was beating loudly, my mouth was
dry, and I knew I was blushing furiously. He beckoned me to him. I walked up to
him, he took hold of my shorts and hooked his thumbs into my Jockeys, as he
took them down he sank to his knees. My cock, caught up in the Jockeys, sprang
free, hitting my belly. I stood there helpless, my arms dangling by my side, I
was looking at the top of Rob's head when he raised it, looking me straight in
the eye. He never stopped looking into my eyes as he took hold of my twitching
cock with one hand and began fondling my balls with the other. I stared back
at him, my body was trembling, my legs shaking, my breathing ragged. He eased
my lng foreskin fully back, exposing my shiny red knob, which was dribbling
precum. My cock was so hard it hurt! Rob slowly tossed my throbbing prick, he
smiled, then leaned forward and licked my knob! The sensation was incredible, I
could feel my spunk building in my tightening balls. He opened his mouth and
swallowed my knob! He began to suck, I gasped, my oversexed young body could
take no more; my back arched and my cock exploded in his mouth, I grabbed his
shoulders for support as I continued to shoot. Rob swallowed all my boycum and
continued to suck me dry until I could take no more and had to pull my aching
knob out of his clever mouth. He stood, took me in his arms and kissed me. I
was really surprised, but it felt so right, that when he tried to push his
tongue in I opened my mouth eagerly. My body sank into his and we snogged
passionately. My cock was getting hard again and I could feel Rob's monster, compared
to mine, pushing hard into my belly.
End of part one of two, any comments, suggestions, r requests for a list of
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