Date: Thu, 28 Mar 2013 14:31:46 -0700 (PDT)
From: D One <doned88@yahoo.com>
Subject: David Likes Sweat

Clark pushed the mower. It was powered but not the wheels.  And it had been
two weeks since he did his chores. So cutting the large back yard was
indeed a chore, harder then it had been when he cut it on a regular basis.

His step father returned from a sales trip and instead of greeting his step
kids, immediately launched into a tirade. He wasn't wrong of course, the
three boys hadn't done their work at home while he was gone.

And their too tolerant mother ignored the fact, perhaps knowing that when
their father returned they'd hear about it.

Clark had been working for a couple of hours. The hiking trip with friends
had to be cancelled and he'd be late for his part time job on Monday if he
didn't finish in time.

"You fuckers better get it done or nobody goes anywhere, school, work, fun
no where" the man had dictated.

Kelly was busy cleaning the attic, Gary was washing the windows and Clark
was doing the yard work.

The old man was there watching, wandering in and out of the house to make
sure the three were working.

Clark saw him drive for more beer mid afternoon and could have relaxed in
the shade at least. But despite the hot sun and his half naked body
dripping with humidity caused sweat, he pressed on.

Across the yard and through the trees he saw their neighbor, David Samuels,
shirtless as always, lifting weights. It was another reason to stop working
for awhile. He had watched the neighbor often, feeling his own excitement
as the guy lifted weights, walked around his bedroom scantily clad if not
naked and apparently masturbating some of the time.

Clark's crotch pushed his shorts forward as he peered through the trees.
Glancing at the house, he saw Gary was climbing the ladder on the other
side of the house. He couldn't see Kelly, who he presumed was in the hot
attic cursing and throwing discarded objects in boxes, he'd later put into
garbage bins.

They were always around and when they weren't Clark got to be free of them,
stripping naked and masturbating in peace.

If he were lucky, the sight of David across the lawn in his own bedroom
would add excitement to those sessions. Clark got used to masturbating
while holding the binoculars so he could imagine sharing the sex with
David.

Light brown hair, smooth face and chest, round buttocks, curly brown pubic
hair, long legs and a cock that when soft bulged his underwear and when
hard made Clark breathe so deep, his chest hurt.

The orgasms he had when watching David's naked body made his gut hurt...
hurt good.

He was hard now thinking about it, glancing at the partially hidden by
branches half naked body bulging as David lifted barbells and dumbbells.

Shaking his head, Clark returned to the task at hand. The back yard was 2/3
done. He stood at the further most part way from houses, on the hard
incline, drinking water and gasping for more hot air to spur him onward.

If Clark finished his chores before his older brothers, he could shower,
watch David from the shared bedroom and relieve the buildup in his stomach
that he knew was sperm aching to be released.

The lawn mower jutted forward a few feet on it's own as arms surrounded
him. He figured one of his brothers was horsing around. They always did
that turning the bedroom into a wrestling event..one which he usually lost
since both of them were older and larger then he.

"Hey I'm all sweaty" he yelled grabbing the lawn mower and turning down the
motor.

"It's ok I like sweat" the voice in his ear was neither Kelly nor Gary.
Clark turned around still inside the arms that seized him to see David
smiling.

"Hey hot stuff" David said before loosening his grip but not unlocking his
wrists.

"Fuck man" was all Clark could say.

"I'm tired of you watching me" David said but his voice wasn't angry.

Clark stammered "I wasn't uh well I saw you..."

"And I'm tired of watching you jack off while you watch me" David said

Clark blushed feeling his already hot face turn brighter red.

"It's ok" David smiled and patted Clark's bare chest "I watch too"

Clark didn't know what to say.

"But when you get through come over" David said

"Uh Gotta shower and stuff" Clark said looking to see how much more of the
lawn he needed to mow.

"Naw don't do that, I won't either. We can shower together and fuck." David
replied "I know you want to."

Clark was speechless...stammering "I--I--uh--well, I--uh you messin with me?"

"Hell I jack off watching you three fucking around, do you have sex with
them?" David had slid his hand down his shinny chest and stomach under his
gym shorts, his fingers obviously playing there.

David took his eyes away from the fumbling fingers inside David's shorts.

"With them? Hell, they're my brothers, we just uh wrestle I guess" he said
remembering the times his brothers saw his boner and called him queer or
other names.

"Cool, then we will be fuck buddies from now on" David moved close, his
hands still in his shorts and feeling Clark's crotch thru the cloth.

"I knew you wanted it"

Clark felt the fingers moving over the shape of his own cloth covered
erection.

"Gotta uh get this done first" Clark said as he turned away. He felt
David's hand now on his butt.

"Go ahead, I'll be waiting" David grabbed one buttock and squeezed "I've
been wanting to fuck you for a long time"

Clark turned and before he could respond, David was jogging away, his bare
back displaying moving muscles that were as sexy as his undulating
buttocks.

"Shit" Clark felt his cockhead leak. He knew the sweat tasting precum was
streaming out.

Sex was all he could think about.

"So you fucking done?" His step father stood in front of him an hour later.

"uh yes sir" Clark said feeling the man's own body heat as he stood so
close the man's chest hair tickled his skin.

"If you had done it before..."  The man's lectures usually lasted for
longer then one could tolerate. But perhaps it was the heat, the cold beer
that awaited the man in the bags or the fact Clark had done what he was
told to, but this time the lecture was short.

"You know kid, one of these days some one is gonna turn you into one hell
of a bitch" the man laughed, his hand gently smacked Clark's face then
grabbed his butt.

Clark blushed hoping the man didn't notice his bulging crotch. But he knew
it was hard to miss, since he, like his brothers and David wore only thin
cloth gym shorts.

"Where are your brothers?"  The man picked up the grocery bag.

"Still at work, maybe in the attic" Clark said.

"Yea they're probably bumming each other again" the man said, "anytime I'm
not around those two horny kids go at it."

Clark put the mower away thinking about what his step father had said. His
brothers were fucking? He hadn't heard the man say that before.

True his two brothers, actually step brothers, were very physical with each
other, but they were also always grabbing and wrestling with him as well.
Clark never thought anything about it until now.

The sight of the two naked had aroused him often enough, but usually Clark
turned over and hid his excitement until he could privately satisfy himself
and try not to feel guilty about being aroused seeing his step brothers'
bodies.

The image of the two of them in the hot attic, fucking or "bumming" as his
step father called it, and like the images he had seen on the Internet,
aroused him more.

"Get finished and come over, we can shower and fuck" David had said,
casually, not as if it was a secret, not as if it was something nasty or
forbidden.

"Kelly!" he heard his step father calling inside the house.

He reached for his tee shirt to wipe his sweaty torso dry but then released
it.

"I like sweat" David had said.

Braving the hot sun and humid air, Clark began to run, knowing he'd be
hotter, more tired and if possible even more sweaty by the time he arrived
at David's house to get what he longed for, needed and at last would have.