Date: Sun, 17 Mar 2002 21:13:14 EST
From: Dlhdlh00@cs.com
Subject: The Gardner

The Gardener                                     David L. Hass  (pen name)

        I don't know how it happened.  I've never really been attracted to
men before, but this guy...  He worked for us around the house doing grunge
work and gardening.  Over the weeks I'd see him in the garden from my
computer.  I often went out to talk to him just to get to know him better.
And I couldn't help starting to take notice of his body and how he seemed
to fit the bill for the almost perfect man.  Blue eyed blond, full lips,
ready smile and big beautiful teeth, he had shaved his head and it shined,
beautiful head shape, and it was almost unfair that he talked easily in a
low sexy familiar voice.  Enough to make just about any human body react
and break a sweat.  I sometimes felt feverish around him.  I didn't
understand it but was getting to enjoy it more and more.  He probably out
weighed me about 15 #'s.  He starred in my fantasies before too long and I
couldn't help but wonder if he had any queer leanings like I was.  He was
just so warm.

        He is in his early twenties and me about 15 - 20 years older.  I
couldn't tell if he thought of me as a father figure, uncle or an older
brother.  Which ever, it was a warm feeling.  We both seemed to share that.
It was just stuff like when he was in the house for a drink or the john he
seemed to stand a little close to me when there was plenty of room around
and he didn't have to.  I probably was responsible for some of that as I
knew I was attracted to him like a magnate.  I don't think he made any
connections to the fact that I seem to sort of pant or breath harder while
he was there talking to me.
         He often took his shirt off outside on warm days and I used to
watch yearningly his fine young body.  He wasn't slim nor a muscle builder
but he sure has a fine body with the right amount of muscle definition and
quite a handsome basket, too.  I couldn't believe that I started looking
for that.
        I know that through the years I've been curious for both women and
men about their natural looks, their natural beauty.  And felt it was more
than likely that all people were almost as bisexual as hetero.  At least I
felt that way without really expressing it to others.
    One day I asked him to use the ladder at the side of the house to tie
up some vines that were hanging down way too low.  He put up the ladder but
found that the base was not far enough from the house without destroying
some good garden to climb it.  I volunteered to hold the ladder and when he
got to the top I'd stand on the bottom rungs.  I wasn't far from his ass
while he worked and I stared and stared at it and had to be strong not to
pull myself up 4 more rungs and just bury my face in his ass crack.  I
couldn't see his crack but I know it was right there under his loose jeans.
I wanted to just press my face, nose, tongue in and massage his ass hole
through the material.  I could hear his saying, "What the fucks going on?
I wanted to lick his ass until his jeans clung to his cheeks and he could
feel my tongue actually tickle his wrinkled hole and even press in some.
I'd seen him in the garden enough to know he didn't wear shorts underneath
so I often pictured his cock and balls just pressing against his fly and
surely leaking piss and sometimes cock juice right there for any who may be
lucky enough to get near it.
         Every time he passed me physically close I imagined, that standing
close but slightly behind him, I slid my hand from his lightly haired  chest
down to his groin crease and right into his dirty blond pubs, around and
under his balls and cock to hold them boldly in my palm and feel their
silky and heftiness grow rather fast into a good hardon.  Again I imagined
him holding his strong arm away from his body and saying without looking
around for my eyes, "Just what the fuck is this?  Are you queer or
something?" But I should have figured it out because not too long later,
something happened that I can hardly believe really did happen.

        He was doing windows for me that day and was in the house half the
time he was there.  He got warm in the house and took off his shirt by the
front door and threw it on the bench.  When he got to the front louvres, he
had to wash panes clear down to the floor.  The last six panes or so, he
had to be on his hands and knees.  When he'd bend over his pants actually
did pull down and I actually saw the top of his crack.  I was in a trance.
My eyes were bugged out.  I could barely talk and answer his remarks as he
bent over there.  It wasn't like the dumb stuff you see on TV.  This was a
hot young man, sweating in my house, squatting down on the floor showing
his shiny back furrow, his wide shoulders, strong neck, his strong delts,
his thick biceps and the ass crack with little coming more and more into
view.  I couldn't help panting and getting a hardon standing there watching
for one of the hottest things I'd ever seen.  He had a little hair back
there below his waist and I saw it trailing down into his crack.  That made
my mouth water and I started to rub myself as he strained to get the lower
windows out of their clutch.  He managed one more extra stretch and his
pants popped down below his cheeks.  He said,
        Oops, god I'm sorry" and he reached back to recover this pants.  I
jumped at the chance and knocked his hand away.  He started to straighten
up and I threw my weight on his back on my arms and shouted at him,

        Don't move!"  He struggled some and said,

        Now what the fuck!

        Just put your head down and shut the fuck up.  I got to do
something here.  He relaxed a little, put his head down on his arms, his
ass in the air and said,

        I don't know what the fuck's going on!  I knew he had no fear of me
because we were buddies, liked each other and besides, he knew he was
stronger than me.  I said,

        Shut up!  Shut UP!

He got quiet and I held my weight on him with my arms and then started
licking just above his pants across his butt and when I got to the top of
his crack, I stopped there and just slobbered my juices, my tongue licking
as fast as I could.

        Oh, Shit!  he said.  I kept at it and reached up and pushed his
head down lower and pulled his hips up a bit.  Then I was able to get
lower, deeper in his crack.  He said, "Ooooh, shit, you can't be doing
that!  You know what you're doing?  That's sick, fuckin' nasty!

        I licked for all I was worth, my cock was throbbin' and I was
sweating all over.  While I licked for a while, I reached between his legs
and unbuttoned his pants and pulled them low as possible.  I caught his
already hard cock and balls in both hands.  They felt wonderful and so
sexy.  I'd never felt anyone's hardon or balls before this.  I started
jackin' him slowly so to give me as much time as I wanted lickin' at his
fuckhole.
        NO ONE'S ever done this to me before.  I can't fuckin' believe --
He started to turn and I grabbed his shirt and threw it over his head.

        Don't look at me and shut the fuck UP, I got to do this!  I think
he understood that and didn't move the shirt.  I started slipping my finger
in where my tongue was puncturing his asshole and rubbing it back and
forth.  There was the smoothest feeling skin just inside that asshole that
felt like wet velvet and I'll bet it tickled a lot.  He started groaning
like he was really gettin' into it.  My finger went in deeper while I went
on tongue fuckin' him.  When I touched his magic button, he really groaned
loud and shouted, shit, god muthafuckin' shit!  I had felt it in my own ass
on occasion and knew it was hot, earth shakin'.  I pushed his ass up higher
and got my face down, pulled his cock back slowly between his legs and
stuck it in my mouth.  I sucked as hard as I could.  He shivered and
trembled.  Then I let his cock go and brought each of his balls into my
mouth and sucked them good too.  I rolled over on my back and pulled his
cock back into my mouth and gave it some serious suckin' while I finger
fucked his ass and diddled his prostate.  He wiggled and shuttered.  His
body was all over.  I was getting so much juice from him it was all over my
face.  I was in sinner's heaven, lickin' his balls, his cock root and when
I looked, I saw his ass roll a little and wink at me as he got it closer to
my wet tongue.  I reached up and adjusted his ass so he could approach my
mouth with the greatest of contact.

        Oh, yeah, like that.  Do that some more like that.  Ooooohhhh,
yeah.  Shit that's great!  Hot, Dude!  HOT!  Dude, do that some more.

        Don't look at me, you asshole!  I couldn't stand it!  He sort of
readjusted his shirt so it was over his head like a bonnet.  I licked and
sucked more for about ten minutes and ran my hands up his body tweaking his
tits and scratching in his armpits and he was starting to make sounds like
this was getting real serious.  I said,

        Wait. Freeze just where you are.  He stopped moving and I kissed
his cock and ass and scooted out from under him.  "I got to get more
comfortable.  Don't say anything.  I pushed his arm to behind him like an
arm lock and told him to get up, "We're going into the bedroom.  Don't look
at me."  He didn't seem to care.  He followed me sort of backwards as I
pulled him down the hall to the bedroom.  I wasn't really putting any real
pressure on his arm but he went along with it to see what would happen.  I
guess he thought it would all feel good to him.  I wanted it to, too.

        Keep your face covered!  I don't want to be watched!  I lay him on
his back on the bed and pulled his jeans off.  Now he was pure naked in
front of me, his fat cock lolling on his ABS.  I almost cum just seeing
that.  Keep that shirt on, I lifted his legs to his shoulders,

        Hold them up like that!  Then I got on the bed on my knees under
his hips, lifted them up so's his weight is on his shoulders and dove into
his ass crack with my hot tongue twirling again and licking all his vitals,
his balls, his cock root and finally again took in his whole cock about
seven fat inches deep.  I sucked like I'd invented the idea and never felt
so hot, so nasty, so natural ever before.  I was in love lust.  Of course,
I was still embarrassed cause I was ashamed of all of this and ashamed of
my...  specially enjoying myself so much.  Ashamed that I was acting so
totally fag, queer and having never felt so natural before.  All the time I
kept rubbin' him from his neck and shoulder, over his pecs and tits, over
his abs and into his cock hair then grabbin' his cock and still jackin' him
as I ate his asshole out!  I never had such a good dirty wet hot time.  The
taste was all new and so unbelievable.  Even though I was red and wet faced
I never felt so good.

        Again I told him to roll over on his belly.  I sat on my haunches
and just thrilled at his beautiful butt and how it kept moving at me till I
attacked, up a little more each time I pulled my tongue and finger out of
it and his hips and asshole kept moving winking seriously at me.

        He was so cool, he never showed any expression on his face and when
I looked at him his eyes were dutifully closed, but his asshole gave him
away.  It talked sweet to me, it did, to my asshole it spoke wonders.

        He wanted me to fuck him in the butt!  I doubted that but decided
to give it a try anyway.  I dropped my pants and shirt and just lay my body
out on top of him letting him carry all my weight with my cock rubbing
excitedly up and down his crack.  I never felt like such a conqueror.  I'm
not over large but quite fat and almost 7" long.  He must have been able to
sense that cause he didn't hesitate moving his asshole, adjusting it to
where he thought my cock should be to shove it in deep and deep fuck him.
After many exciting shoves, I was getting close and hot but still not in.
I rested for a bit and felt him continue to move.  Then I felt his hand
reach back between us, grab my cock, jerk it a few times then he put it on
the mark and I could feel his asshole squeeze it like a suckin' kiss.
There was so much juice, sweat, pre-cum lube that it seemed to slip
right in like a greased hand in a tight glove.  Then his hand moved up to
my ass and he stuck his long finger inside and fucked me a bit.  It felt
wonderful.  Tickled like hell!

        After you get in his ass, I'd heard you should wait a few moments
to allow the stretch and less pain, so I stopped and could feel his ass
muscles move along my cock and massage it; I could feel his ass muscles
move along my foreskin and peel it back to expose my extra sensitive cock
head to his hot sucking innards, like his asshole acting like an extra deep
mouth and was sucking me off in this wonderful, hot wet new way!  His mouth
at the same time seemed to be making the moist sounds and I laid on his
back and felt all his back muscles also massage me.
        I put my mouth on his neck and licked it some and suddenly he
turned his head and caught my ass smeared tongue with his tongue and then
he slowly sucked it right into his mouth and twisted and pulled it in hard.
I thought I was going to lose it.  I thrilled and started fuckin' his ass
like I'd deserved it all along.  He rocked it with me and we got it
together and had one magnificent hot fuck.  I lost all control and probably
pumped 7 times in his ass and fell lose and exhausted on him.
         Eventually my cock went down and I rolled off to his side next to
his hip.  He rolled toward me on his side and I was looking directly at his
belly button.  His thick cock was looking directly at me.  I opened my
mouth and took it in almost all the way.  He fucked it in a few times then
he rolled his ass over on my head and started fucking my face.  His cock
was half hard but fully sounding my depths.  He started moving slowly then
faster with urgent persistence.  He got harder.  He got so deep my nose was
pressed in his short and curlies, I had to cough, he pulled out some to let
me calm down and breathe.  Then he started again.
    I reached up between his legs and stuck both my thumbs in his asshole
searching for the trip to his balls.  I found it, massaged it and soon felt
it, his cock throb and throb, pouring load after load into my mouth and
throat.  The smell was so vibrant, sweet sweat and sweet yet pungent cum
all through and over us.  He shouted out AAAUUUGGG!  over and over as he
spurted in me and writhed over my head.  I struggled under his weight
tastin his cum and sweat in my nose, cheeks, under my tongue, on my nose,
mustache and beard.  It was everywhere.  What I never dreamed or fantasized
was how much weight and muscle is in constant movement during male sex.  I
felt I was suffocating, being pushed with massive strength, relieved for
blessed air momentarily then in the throws of a wrestling match again.  All
the time I'm drowned in slippery cum, gulping it like my life depended on
it, breathing in great gasps of air like I'll never get another chance and
at the same time I'm half laughing and frowning, thrilled and scared, and
in shock at all the smells and feelings and fuckin' wet heat I'm
experiencing.

         I loved the slippery new taste and the smell was so hot.  His
pumping went on and on.  I loved feeling his balls land on my chin and rub
my neck, I loved the smell of his young body sweat, fresh and pungent,
mixed with his cum as he twisted in urgent sexy moves.  I grabbed his hips
hugging and holding on.  When he slowed down, when he finished, after a few
moments, I had to squirm out from under his belly to get some air.  I loved
seeing his long fat cut cock glistening with cum juice lolling on and by my
face.  My face, eyes, mustache, lips were all covered with his cum, too.  I
reached and sucked it lightly to clean it all over and gave it one last
juicy wet kiss.

        When we got quiet for a couple of minutes, he up and grabbed his
pants and shirt without a glance back and walked naked out of the room and
down the hall.  Not a glance,

        "Later..."

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