Date: Wed, 23 Feb 2005 10:56:24 +1100
From: james robinson <justjames17@hotmail.com>
Subject: Gardening Services Part 3

This story is a fantasy it didn't really happen to my knowledge, it contains
sex between an adult male and teenaged boys. If you don't like this material
please leave, if you are under age or it is illegal where you reside well
you can leave as well.
Your comments and ideas are eagerly sought please send them to me at
juzjamie17@yahoo.com or justjames17@hotmail.com. All emails are answered
except flames which are extinguished on arrival.


    Gardening Services, Part 3............................justjames17.


I worked all day but felt completely exhausted after the heavy sex all night
with Eric, the commercial Pizza delivery lad, The office staff were all
eyeing me off and there was a certain amount of salacious whispering going
on, I was ignorant of the talk as I was flat out trying to concentrate on
the tasks of running the business. My demeanour was a little abrupt and my
fuse was short so everyone tiptoed around me, they could see I was having a
great deal of trouble concentrating. By 4 pm I had had enough and I grabbed
my car keys and took off growling, "I'll see you all tomorrow and I want to
see all the work done when I get arrive in the morning."

I hurried from the office and headed down to my car jumping in and starting
the old Jag's engine, the roar of her exhaust echoed around the underground
car park as I revved her gently enjoying the smooth sound of her powerful
engine. I slammed her into gear and trod on the accelerator, she barked her
pleasure and span her tires with a screech on the smooth cement floor. The
jerk of her take off pressed me hard into the soft leather sports seat, the
old cat leapt forward like a cheetah heading up the ramp to street level, I
paused at the driveway till I saw a gap and tramped my size11 onto the pedal
and smiled as she tail wagged screeching out into the roadway. The
pedestrians watched smiling at the immaculate old girl as she reveled to my
actions.

I wended my way through the early traffic and was soon on the freeway
accelerating up to 60mph with the wind of our passage tossing my hair about,
this seemed to clear my tired mind and I started to think of who might be
waiting when I reached my home. It was a warm day so my darling young
Clinton could be there cooling off in the pool when I drove in, at least I
hoped he might be there in his tight little Speedos. The traffic was light
as I was ahead of the peak period and the trip home was much shorter and far
less tiring than normal. The Jag reveled in her freedom and we weaved
through the widely spaced vehicles easily maintaining her speed at around
100kph or 60mph, I backed off and hopped into the left lane as we reached
the turn off for my suburb laughing at the incredible crackling rumble of
the exhaust as the old car decelerated sharply.

We turned into the off ramp and slowed to the required 60kph or 35 mph and
tagged along in the flow off traffic, I loved watching people ogle the
immaculately restored old car and their looks of admiration made the cost of
her restoration well worth while. She seemed to give pleasure to everyone
who she passed and none more so than myself, she was like a truly close and
reliable friend. I turned into the driveway waving to my neighbour who was
weeding his lawn and drove up to the garage in the rear of the property.
Clinton's bike was missing so I was disappointed to know he wasn't here and
I hoped it was because I was early and he hadn't knocked off work yet.
I climbed out of the car closing the tiny door and headed for the patio and
the back door rattling my keys as I approached as I selected the key to open
the glass door. I walked inside and tossed my suit coat onto the lounge as I
passed then undid my tie tossing it behind me where it landed over the
lounge's back hanging there like a coloured creeper swaying back and forth.
I undid my shirt tossed it onto a chair then kicked off my shoes and fumbled
off my trousers leaving my Calvin's on. I walked to the fridge and pulled
out a can of cold beer popping the ring pull with a hiss and drinking a
large cold draught as I wandered up to my bedroom. I placed the can on my
bedside table and pulled off my briefs dropping them on the bed and I opened
a drawer to find a pair of Speedos, I pulled the flimsy pale blue Lycra togs
up my legs and settled my genitals comfortably in the pouch.

This done I sat on the bed and stripped off my socks, massaging my feet and
toes, then stood picking up the frosty moist can and I sauntered down to the
patio again lying back onto a lounge and sipping my beer appreciatively. I
finished the can and dropped it to the flagstones then settled back in the
shade to relax for a while. I was dragged from my slumber; I'd quickly
fallen asleep, by a voice saying, "Hi Jack your home very early today."

I cracked open an eye to see the enchanting sight of my Clinton standing
there in his red Speedos smiling at me as he felt my slack penis, I smiled
tiredly up into his cute face and said, "Yeah Clinton I had a long night
with bugger all sleep and one hell of a crappy day at the office, but you've
cheered me up considerably."

Clinton sat beside me on the lounge and then rolled over lying on top of me
and I could feel his steel hard teenage erection pressing against my fast
rising rocket, he wriggled his smooth silky body on me grinning saying,
"This seems to be waking you up quickly, you mustn't be too tired then."

He looked into my eyes and said, "How come you had such a bad night last
night? I slept like a log after our sex play."

I hugged him and kissed his freckled nose saying, "You remember when we got
the Pizza last night?"

He nodded so I continued, "Well the hot dude, Eric, who delivered it
returned when he knocked off and we spent the night having sex. This doesn't
mean I don't love you Clinton but he is older and we just hit it off."

I saw hurt in my cupid's eyes so I hugged him and kissed him deeply, he
didn't resist and returned my kiss as our tongues tap-danced together, then
he said, "But why did you have sex with him? Is he better than me? He must
have more experience as he's older than I am."

I nodded and kissed him again then said, "Yes he is older and knows more
about sex but he is also commercial, this means he is a male prostitute and
does sex for money but he is also a very hot guy too. He wants to meet you
and suggested we all get together for some fun. Would you be prepared to try
a three way in bed with he and I?"

Clinton lay there half on me, his gorgeous face propped up on his hand as he
stared into my eyes, I stared back at him as he lay there thinking, mulling
over what I had said. I waited holding my breath and he nodded
imperceptively then said, "OK I'll give it a go it could be really hot fun,
but I hope you still love me the most."

I smiled in relief and kissed the tip of his pert nose saying, "Oh Clinton
there is no doubt you are my first and only true lover, Eric is good fun but
he is as I said a male whore so we will only be with him for fun and sex. I
think you will enjoy it."

Clinton lowered his face to mine and pressed his soft lips to mine then
lifted off and said, "That is fine we are real lovers Eric is for fun and
games."

With this he stood up and I felt coolness as the soft breeze blew across my
sweating body, he stretched his slender arms above his head causing his ribs
to press against his tanned taut skin in small bumps and ridges, his almost
hairless pits showing pale against his suntanned torso. His flat sexily
muscled stomach ridged smoothly with his well formed six pack, highlighting
his cute button navel and the smooth swelling of his bare lower abdomen as
It curved down into his brief swim togs. His rigid cock clearly visible in
the flimsy trunks, as it tented them out above his tight round full young
scrotum. I lay there enthralled at this incredibly beautiful vision until he
giggled and ran across the patio, his delicious arse cheeks wobbling about
then he tensed and sprang up diving into the pool, he hardly raised a ripple
as his supple young body cleaved the surface and disappeared into the blue
depths.

I stood up positioning my rock hard cock and bounded across jumping into the
air as I did a bomb into the pool, the splash spraying water into the air as
if a small depth charge had exploded and I sank into the depths in a fuzzy
muddle of millions of air bubbles as the wavelets splashed across the
surface. I straightened out placed my feet on the bottom tiles and pushed
off spearing towards the surface where I could see Clinton from the waist
down as he idly kicked his legs treading water, his cock sticking out semi
hard as the cool water slowed his tumescence. I speared up next to him and
slid my hands up his legs till I clutched his cock and balls and lifted him
up onto my shoulders with his cock facing me, I opened my mouth and
swallowed his Lycra covered dick, my chin resting on his tight scrotum.

Clinton doubled over folding onto my head as he gasped in pleasure; I felt
his chlorine-flavoured cock begin to harden in my warm mouth as my tongue
teased his knob through his bathers. His hands slid down my back until he
pushed them under the waistband of my togs and he pushed them down as he
slid his hands over the melons of my thick firm buns. I felt the Speedos
catch on my vertical boner as they tried to pull down due to his actions; my
cock resisted his attempts standing rigid and firm. He left the waistband
hooked under my arse then he straightened up and hooked his toes into my
togs in front he dexterously lifted the Speedos up from my cock and pulled
them out and down allowing them to slip slowly down my thighs and floated
off my feet drifting to the bottom of the pool.

I returned the favour and pulled his trunks off letting them join mine
puddled on the tiles below, we were both naked and excitedly erect as I
kicked along with my feet, holding him against me sending us towards the
shallow end where we could stand up. We reached the shallows and I sat him
on the edge, his smooth legs parted exposing his genitals to my gaze, his
hard 5inch cock trembled urgently against his flat stomach as I studied it
enthusiastically. His knob was smaller than the shaft and was glowing cherry
red as the blood surged through the spongy flesh; I loved the clean
wholesomeness of his almost virginal tool. My tongue crept from its
sanctuary and touched feather like the shining smooth engorged glans,
Clinton shivered and his cock jumped excitedly. I repeated the teasing touch
and he clutched my head trying to pull me onto his spike, I held back
teasing him even though I desperately wanted to suck the essence from his
roiling young nuts.

I licked from his hairless nuts up to the tip, feeling his swollen urethra
as it pulsed through his hot skin protruding softly out from the rock hard
muscle of his penis, Clinton moaned louder and I saw the first clear jewel
like beads of his tasty pre cum form at the winking lips of his piss hole.
My tongue laved across the super sensitive knob sipping the jewels into my
mouth, as I tasted the pure juices that are my young lover. Clinton was
bucking squeezing his muscular arse cheeks as he tried to push into my mouth
and after teasing him some more I opened to him taking him all the way to
his wet soft curly pubes. He gasped and put his arms behind him pressing on
the pool surround then pushing up lifting his hips up and forcing his hot
flesh deep into my orifice.

He bucked up and down as he fucked my face, his young body taut and every
muscle working striving to drive deeper and deeper, I knew his climax would
come quickly roaring through his tensed body. I felt him tighten even more
as his erection swelled growing more turgid then with a muffled scream he
released the floodgates and his surging semen filled my thirsty mouth as I
drank him down like a draft of sweet wine. His body was arched out from the
wall of the pool; his feet flat on the side his arms clutching the coping
around the pool. I watched his arched taut stomach as the abdominal muscles
tensed and relaxed, tensed and relaxed with each resounding spurt of his hot
pearly sperm. I relished the taste and texture of his offering and was
amazed at the quantity he was producing for my pleasure. His body collapsed
back onto the pool edge as his climax finished and he lay there panting,
gasping, trembling in the aftermath of his amazing climax, I kept his still
erect cock in my lips as the last dribbling vestiges drained from his cock.

Clinton had to push me off him as he became too sensitive and my warm mouth
and lively tongue began to drive him insane, I stood up smiling at him as I
rolled the last remnants of his spoof about in my mouth. I bent to him and
kissed his parted lips allowing the sweet mixture of my saliva and his nut
juice to trickle out into his panting mouth. He relished it as he drank it
down then he smiled up at me saying, "Oh Jack that was awesome, best ever,
I've never had such a blow in my life."
I kissed his hot sweaty face again and said, "Yeah that was unreal Clinton
you excelled that time I think I drank about half a liter of boy sperm. It
was like a fine liqueur, sweet and juicy I could drink it all day."

Clinton lay there grinning proudly as he rubbed his hands over his torso and
played with his budding nipples, I watched him and my cock was pulsing
frantically with pure lust. He looked into my eyes and read the message
burning there like a bush fire; he opened his slim legs wide and smiled
invitingly at me. I looked down as he groped his depleted balls and raised
them exposing his tight little periwinkle, my hungry eyes locked on that
tiny pink finely crinkled muscle searching for the center of all delight,
his anal opening. He flexed his anus and I saw the tiny lips twitch as I
dived down pushing into the inviting pleasure zone, my lips encompassed his
hole and my tongue tickled his entrance as he moaned and writhed in delight.

The twitching entrance opened sucking the tip of my probing appendage into
the humid entrance, I pushed deeper tasting him sliding my tongue around his
silken smooth rectum, Clinton raised his legs high pulling them back and
locking them there with his arms, opening and raising his arse to me. He was
able to watch me work on his sweet bum as he cooed and whimpered moaning for
me to fuck him, I teased his arse for some time until his desperate pleas
urged me to satisfy both our eager desires. I stood up and moved close to
him then dribbled saliva down onto his palpitating little pink button, he
quivered as he felt it splat on his hot flesh. I worked it in with my middle
finger then dribbled another globule working that in with two fingers.

His hot tensed hole opened wider and wider as I manipulated him, loosening
him up in preparation to my plundering his inner sanctum. He stared dreamily
up at me his lips curved up in a lazy smile and watched me take my penis in
my hand coating it liberally with sputum then I edged the flanged mushroom
head against his closed back passage. He tensed involuntarily when he felt
my penis press against his arse lips, I kept increasing the pressure and
suddenly he capitulated allowing me entry as he moaned loudly in pain. I
stayed at the entrance not moving as his muscle calmed and adjusted, then he
sighed and relaxed so I pressed on with the invasion.

I was soon totally committed and fully immersed in the velvet moist hot
depths of Clinton's colon, he was panting, sweating and groaning as he
worked his internal muscles around my hard thick pole. I was moaning in pure
pleasure at the incredibly sensuous experience of this teenager's internals
accepting and now manipulating my invading prong to increase both his and my
utter enjoyment. I pulled slowly back reveling at the sensation as he
tightened his arse up, I poised at the gateway then oozed back into the
silken humidity sliding softly and slowly getting every ounce of pleasure
from his chute. I continued slowly for some time as we kissed frenetically
then he mumbled for me to root him harder as he was close to ejaculating
again. I sped up plunging deeper and faster, turning from side to side
working his hot hole then gyrating my hips doing circles in his guts. My
knob reaching every area of his bowels and stroking across his excitedly
swollen prostate gland sending explosive charges from his arse to his whole
body but specifically his swollen cum filled balls as my nuts grew hard and
fatter, my cum building rapidly ready to erupt.

Clinton screamed out unintelligibly as he began to explode and he pulled me
to him as his arse tightened frantically ripping my sperm out in a gusher
and I painted his insides with my load while his sprayed out between our
heaving sweaty torsos. Cum burst out of his tightly stretched ring as I
overloaded his bowels while the scent of sex filled the air as we both
climaxed incessantly. I collapsed on top of him then pulled him into the
pool as we continued to spasm, the clear water clouded with a milky haze as
semen drifted about us. I wondered if the chlorine would kill our tiny baby
makers as they swam about searching for that elusive egg to penetrate and
fertilize, their futile search doomed and ending in oblivion.

The cool water cleansed our sweaty bodies and washed the sperm from us and I
falteringly carried my lover to the other side placing him on the pool edge
while I climbed out and staggered to the lounge collapsing there exhausted.
Clinton sat on the edge his shoulders still heaving and slowly he stood,
slightly bow legged and flinchingly walked with small steps to the lounge
next to me. He sank down slowly and turned his face towards me, still
flushed red and he said, "Oh Jack that was unreal I thought you'd split me
in half, I'm sure your cock was twice as big as yesterday. I can hardly walk
I'm so sore, I don't know how I'll ride my bike home afterwards."

I grinned and said, "Well sexy boy, it is your fault I was so excited so
don't blame me, your just too sexy for your own good."

He grinned at me and laid his head down on the couch, we were soon both dead
to the world and dreaming erotically. The sun descended in the west as we
slept and the cool evening air caused goose bumps on our exposed flesh
awaking us from our slumbers, I looked at my dream boy and asked if he
wanted a pizza for dinner and he grinned saying sure that sounds great but
I'd better ring home to say I wont be there for dinner. I nodded and he
grabbed the cordless punching the buttons then telling his parents he was
going to the pictures with a mate. He rang off and I dialed the pizza shop
ordering a family size supreme minus anchovies and hung up.

I looked at my little lover leaning against the cupboards naked, his soft
cock folded down on his scrotum and I smiled at him saying, "Now you will
meet Eric when he arrives, do you want to get dressed or stay as you are?"

He looked at me uncertainly and shrugged saying, "What do you think, will we
both stay nude for him?"

I grinned and replied, "Its up to you sexy one, I'm sure he'd love to see
you naked."

He smiled and nodded replying, "Ok nude it is, I can't wait to see him he
must be hot if you let him in your bed Jack."

I laughed and ruffled his unruly blonde hair, still suffering from the
frolicking in the pool, I replied, "I'm sure your going to think he's a hunk
too Clinton, he really is a pretty hot dude.

We sat on the lounge in the sunroom waiting for the arrival of Eric, I
turned on the television and we watched Sabrina the Teenaged Witch laughing
together at the comedy. Then the doorbell chimed and I got up hurried to the
door, opening it and there was Eric smiling at me holding the pizza box in
both hands.

			     To be continued.