Date: Mon, 9 Jan 2006 09:58:42 -0800
From: Dave pomo <whitewold999@icqmail.com>
Subject: Mowing Lawns (gay / adult youth, b/M)

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                              Mowing Lawns
                                   By
                                  Wolf



	Jonathan had just solicited a neighbor for the opportunity
mow his lawn.  He used the family power mower to mow several
lawns in the neighborhood.  The last house he mowed every week
was the farthest from his home and was owned by a man named
Mr. Barker.  It was on the end of a cul-de-sac.  His property was a big
pie shaped lot that overlooked a creek bed that cut through the
hillside.  It had a great view and a lot of privacy.

	Jonathan figured that the Mr. Barker was about fifty-years old
because his hair was gray.  He was a friendly guy that seemed to be
home all of the time.  He seemed to enjoy watching him mow the
lawn.

	Mr. Barker did enjoy watching the youth mowing his lawn.
The youth was a lender youngster that had a nice tan on his body
because he spent so much time in the sun mowing lawns dressed in
nothing more than shorts and work shoes.  His hair was brown and
looked like it always needed to be trimmed.  His lean muscular body
shinned and rippled as he went about his duties.  He got in the habit
of going out and engaging Jonathan in conversation as he was
finishing bagging the clippings and timing the lawn edges.

	He learned a lot about the boy.  He found out that Jonathan
was fourteen-years old.  He lived with his divorced mother and made
a little spending money by mowing lawns.

	Jonathan thought the gentleman was the studious type and
wondered what he did for a living that he was home so much.  Mr.
Baker told him that he was a freelance writer and amateur
photographer.  That sounded so cool to him.  Being able to work
anytime you felt like it.  He sowed an interest in reading some of his
work and seeing some of his photographs.

	Mr. Baker told him that some time when he had time to hang
around he would let him read a manuscript if he would pose for him
some time.  Jonathan was flattered that the man wanted him to
pose for him and agreed to do so any time he liked.

	Mr. Backer thought for a moment and suggested that if he
didn't need to mow any lawn tomorrow he could drop by and he
would take some pictures.  He did add the cautionary comment that
he didn't want his neighbors knowing his personal business and
would he not go around telling anyone that he was a writer and
photographer.  Jonathan didn't know what the problem was but he
agreed to not tell anyone.

	The next day when he got home from school he grabbed a bit
to eat and headed to Mr. Baker's house.  When he arrived Mr.
Backer offered him a beer and they went out to his back yard.

	Mr. Backer had a couple of cameras around his neck and a
light meter.  He had Jonathan strike some poses and took some
innocent pictures of him looking like he was working.  When he had
taken a large number of them he invited Jonathan to follow him into
the house while he transferred them to his computer.

	He allowed Jonathan to see them on his computer and watch
as he used his computer to tweak them to remove a reflected light
or bring out a dark spot.  Jonathan was fascinated at seeing himself
in pictures that looked so professional.

	Mr. Backer could see that Jonathan had a good amount of
vanity and knew that he would be willing to pose with less clothes
next time but didn't bring it up at this time.  The next day when
Jonathan arrived he asked him if he would be comfortable posing in
a posing strap.

	Jonathan didn't know what he was talking about.  Mr. Backer
produced a little black wad of silken cloth.  It was nothing more than
a jockstrap with a single string like strap that would go up the crack
of his ass.  He blushed when he saw what a posing strap looked like.
He didn't think it would even fit but he was willing to try.  He stripped
off his shoes and socks before pulling his T-shirt over his head.  Then
he unbuckled his jeans and pulled them down.  Mr. Backer watched
every move.  The last thing was to remove his boxer shorts and put
on the strap.  When he pulled his shorts down Mr. Backer got his
first look at the youth's pecker and sack.

	The boy had a nice cock about five inches long with a nice
dusting of pubic hair above it and his scrotum was slung low with
the left tactical a little lower than the right one.  He tried to be
casual abut his observation but even Jonathan saw that his slacks
were tented out.  Jonathan could not believe that his own pecker
responded to the sight of the man's cock pressing against his pants
by his own cock springing to attention.

	He stepped into the posing strap as quick as he could.  He
felt funny with that strap running tightly up between the crack of his
ass.  He stuffed his scrotum and cock into the pocket and adjusted
it.  It was all the pouch could do to hold his basket.  The material
was stretched so much that his cock was almost visible.  They had a
laugh about that but Mr. Backer assured him that it would not show
in the photographs.

	Mr. Backer had him pose for awhile and then let him see the
pictures while Jonathan had a beer.  Then they took some more
pictures and even went out into the back yard.  The poses got a little
more erotic.  When Mr. Backer encouraged him to gab his basket
Jonathan did so and enjoyed the feeling of his cock in his hand.

	When Mr. Backer asked him to take off the strap Jonathan
did so.  He jumped around on direction allowing his pecker to flop
around.  The two of them got a good chuckle when the looked at
them on the computer.

	Mr. Backer complemented him on his naughty pecker.
Jonathan blushed when Mr. Backer cupped he basket.  He had
almost forgotten that he was still naked.  Mr. Baker et go of the
youths pecker because he didn't want him to get scared.  He
suggested that he get dressed before he lost control of himself.

	Jonathan found his clothes and got dressed as quickly as
possible.  He was a little nervous about his feelings.  When he was
dressed Mr. Baker said if you don't show anyone my manuscript to
anyone I will let you read one now.  Jonathan agreed and took the
manila envelope from Mr. Baker as he led him to the front door.

	That night he read the story Mr. Baker had allowed him to
bring home.  He found it very interesting.  It was about a man
seducing a teenager about his age.  When he got to the descriptions
of the sexual acts Jonathan could not resist pulling his cock out of
his boxer shorts and start masturbating.  His attention was focused
on the pages of the manuscript and it took him a long time to
climax.  When he did the fist gob of cum shot up and landed on the
back of the pages of paper in his hand.  The succeeding drops
landed on his lower belly.  He had to set the manuscript down and
get up to get a washcloth from the bathroom to wipe himself and by
the time he got back to wipe the pages they were wrinkled from his
cum.

	The next time he went to see Mr. Baker he wondered if he
would notice the cum stain or not.  Mr. Baker asked him if he liked
the story.  Jonathan asked him if anything like that really happened
in real life.  Mr. Baker assured him that that sort of thing happened
all of the time.

	Jonathan asked, "Who do you know?"

	Mr. Baker gave him a thoughtful look and then said,
"Because I was that boy in the story."

	Jonathan looked at him as if he were going to admit that he
was joking.  When he understood that Mr. Baker was not joking, he
asked, "You will get money when this story is published?"

	Mr. Baker said, "I will get a check even before it is published
from my publisher."

	All Jonathan could say was, "Wow!"

	Mr. Baker asked, "Will the fact that I an gay affect your
friendship with me?"  As he was saying that he pulled the
manuscript from the envelope and he felt the crinkled page and
flipped through it and saw the cum stain.

	Jonathan said, "I don't know.  I never knew a gay man before.
I don't think it would bother me.  I thought the story was sexy."

	Mr. Baker smiled and held up the cum stained page and said,
I better replace this page before I send it in."

	Jonathan blushed, "I tried to clean it up but I guess I was to
late."

	Mr. Baker smiled, "That is no problem.  I'm glad you enjoyed
it enough to make you cum.  I just wish I had been able to watch."

	As he was talking to Jonathan he reached for the front of the
boy's pants and felt his boner spring up.  He turned to face the boy
and unzipped his pants.  The boy did nothing to stop him from
pulling his cock out of his pants.  When the man had the boy's cock
out he pulled back the foreskin and admitted the wet shinny head.
She leaned foreword and licked the head and he watched as a drop
of pre-cum showed up at the opening and hung there inviting him to
taste it before it fell on the floor.

	Jonathan was almost shaking when he felt the man licked
the head on his cock.  He didn't know what to do but he was willing
to let the man do anything he wanted.  Mr. Baker swallowed all five
inches of his cock while he cupped the boy's scrotum gently in the
palm of his hand and sucked the boy's cock with all of the skill of his
years of experience.  Jonathan warned him when he was about to
cum thinking that the man would pull his head away to allow him to
spill his load on the floor or something like that.

	Mr. Baker increased the bobbing of his head and even sucked
harder.  Jonathan tried to hold it but it was too much for him and he
let go.  He filled Mr. Baker's mouth with cum.  The old man
swallowed almost every drop and when he pulled his head back he
wiped his mouth with the back of his hand.

	After that he asked Jonathan if he would mind posing for him
in the nude.  Just the thought of parading around the house and yard
naked in front of the old man had his cock standing up almost
pointing at the ceiling.  They spent the day taking pictures.  When
Mr. Baker asked him to masturbate for the camera he did so without
hesitation.  One of the last pictures he took was after Mr. Baker
asked him to lay on the grass with his legs up in the air and
spreading his butt with his hands and toying with his own asshole.

	They had a good laugh at them as they watched then on the
computer.  Mr. Baker had Jonathan stand between his legs and
played with his cock.  He told Jonathan that he could earn a lot of
money posing for a group of his friends.

	That got Jonathan's interest.  Mr. Baker went on to tell him
about his little camera club.  There were five other men like himself
that would love to have him pose for them.  Jonathan agreed to do
so.  He came by the next day and mowed his lawn as usual.  Mr.
Baker assured him the club would meet as usual on Saturday.

	Jonathan was so excited that every night he masturbated four
or five times just so he could sleep.  Saturday morning he was up
early and told his mother that he was going to spend the day playing
with some friends from school.

	When he arrived at Mr. Baker's house he was a nervous as a
cat in a strange place.  Mr. Baker gave him a beer to relax him.  He
assured him that his friends would be arriving soon.  He suggested
that he strip down and put on the posing strap before they got their
too meet him.

	Jonathan did strip down and put on the posing strap.  Mr.
Baker reached over and touched his cock and it tinted up the pouch
so much that his brown pubic hair stuck out of the sides.  Pre-cum
leaked through the thin material.  Mr. Baker was only too happy to
lick it up.  He finished the beer just as Mr. Baker licked up the re-
cum.  Mr. Baker told him how pretty he looked and gave him
another beer.  He was sipping on the beer when the doorbell rang.

	Mr. Baker told him to wait in the bedroom until he came and
got him.  Then he went to the front door and welcomed his guests.
Jonathan could not help acting a little Narcissistic and looking at his
body in a full length mirror and admiring the bulge in his posing
strap.  The cock was visible and his brown pubic hair created a dark
spot above his cock.  He could not resist feeling the shape through
the thin material.  His heart was pounding in his chest at the idea
that he was going to meet five other men that would be taking
pictures of him.

	He had to open the bedroom door enough to get a look at
them.  As each man entered the house Mr. Baker gave them a hug
and a kiss on the cheek.

	The first man to enter was about six feet tall.  He looked like
he was as old if not older than Mr. Baker.  He had gray hair too.  He
did look interesting because he reminded him of Ernest Hemingway.

	The second man was about five-foot nine.  His hair was brown
and he had a full beard.  If Jonathan were to guess he would say he
was about 55-years old.

	The third man was gray haired and bearded too.  He was no
more that five-foot seven and he looked almost like a Santa Claus
that was about 60-years old.

	The forth man was a slender man of at least six-foot four.  His
age was hard to say but he was well over fifty.  He looked like he
should be in a business suit running an office.

	The fifth man was a roily poly black man.  His face was round
and the skin had bumps on it like shaving irritated the skin.  He
showed age on his face making him as old as any of them.

	He closed the door when Mr. Back came to get him.  When he
was brought in the five men all went quiet for a moment before they
whistled in admiration at the sight of the almost naked boy with the
big boner tenting up his posing strap.

	The first man that had entered was obviously in charge and
introduced himself as Mr. Whitmore.  He introduced the other four
men and suggested that he get to know each of them before they
started taking pictures.

	Mr. Whitmore sat down in a chair and pulled Jonathan onto
his lap as he told him about himself.  He was stroking his inner thigh
as if he were almost afraid to touch the black incased pecker.  All
eyes were on Mr. Whitmore as he told Jonathan how attractive he
was and that he would make a perfect model.  As he ran his hand
up and down Jonathan's thigh he whispered in his ear, "I bet that
your boy cum would be as sweet as cream and honey.  I want to
taste too."

	That caused Jonathan to sprang another hard-on that caused
his posing strap to slide off of his dick.  The man lovingly slipped it
back into the cup before passing him on to the second man.  He also
said how much he would like to be his age again.  He assured him
that if he had it to do all over again he would be the biggest whore in
town.

	The other five men laughed as they said, "You already are
bitch."

	The second man was Mr. Smith he clamed to be a
descendant of Joseph Smith (the founder of the Later-Day Saints or
the Mormon Church).  He was telling Jonathan how pretty he was
too.  He was fascinated with his face and drew his fingers around
the boys face, tracing his features.  So it went as Jonathan went
from one man to the next.  He would sit on their lap and talk with
them.  It was all Jonathan could do to keep from coming.  After all
what could a boy do sitting on the lap of a man that looked like
Santa Close and feeling the man's finger feeling the rosebud of his
asshole.  The g-string did little to hid his asshole from the probing
finger.

	Mr. Baker took care of that by having Jonathan stand in the
middle of the room.  He pulled down the front of his posing strap
and Jonathan was in heaven as the old man sucked his cock into his
mouth and started sucking on him.  The other fife all picked up their
cameras and started taking pictures.  Mr. Baker even pulled back so
that the men could get a shot of Jonathan squirting cum all over his
face.

	Jonathan loved having the five men watching him standing
there naked squirting cum in the face of his first male lover.  When
he pulled back from Mr. Baker there was a string of cum from the lip
to the head of his cock.  It sagged until it broke and a drop fell to the
floor.

	Mr. Whitmore was quick to replace Mr. Baker and he sucked
the boy's cock.  It took much longer for him to climax and he hardly
produced any cum.  The other four men just had to wait before they
would get a taste of the boy cum.  That didn't stop them from pulling
out their own cocks and sucking each other in front of the boy.

	That was very exciting for him to watch six old men sucking
each others cocks.  Afterwards they were interested in taking
pictures of Jonathan.  They had him post with each of the old men.
They would suck his cock and he would suck and play with theirs.

	Every week they would take turns bringing costumes for him
to put on.  One week it was a succor player costume without any
underpants.  They would pose him with his cock hanging out of the
leg.  Another time they dressed him up in a sailor complete with the
cloth cap.  The costume that caused them the most excitement was
when the black man brought him the costume of a young girl.

	The costume included Marry-Jain shoes, bobby socks, ruffled
panties and a ruffled apron to put over the front of his dress.  It had
a short skirt with plenty of little petty coats to make the skirt stand
out almost horizontal.  They had a wig for him and they were experts
at applying makeup.  By the time they were finished he could pass
as a girl.  They took plenty of pictures and then they took pictures of
him sucking them and them sucking him.  They even included some
of them behind him like they were fucking him.

	When the other men left that evening Mr. Baker asked
Jonathan if he had ever thought about having anal sex.  Jonathan
could not hid the fact that his cock got hard at the thought of the
idea of allowing a man to fuck him in the ass.  They talked about it
at length and Mr. Baker was holding him on his lap and he reached
under him and fingered his asshole.  His skin was moist and sweaty
when Mr. Baker pressed against the boy's asshole it gave a little.

	Jonathan's first reaction was to clench his sphincter but that
caused him more than a little pain.  He had to relax to allow the
finger to penetrate his butt.  During the next week he would rush to
Mr. Baker's house and the two of them would work at stretching his
asshole.  As proof that it could be done Mr. Baker would allow
Jonathan to fuck him in the ass.  Jonathan enjoyed fucking him
doggie style but it was much more fun to fuck him in the missionary
position.  That way he could watch Mr. Baker's face while he fucked
him and masturbated him at the same time.  He liked to see his
white cum splash onto his belly.

	By the next weekend Jonathan had been successfully fucked
in the ass.  He had a sore butt for a couple of days.  Jonathan had to
work at it to walk normally.  He didn't want to look like a cowboy at
school.  That weekend they had brought mess stocking and high
heels.  They made him look like a hooker.  One of the men took the
time to use the same lip gloss that he had colored his lips with to
color his nipples and even pulled back his foreskin and colored the
head of his cock.  They got plenty of pictures of each of them fucking
the boy hooker in the mouth and ass.

	One time they dressed him up like a baby and had him soil
his dipper.  They got plenty of pictures of them changing his dipper
and when they cleaned his butt they inserted their fingers and
milked is pecker until he shot cum in their faces.

	Another time they had him bring his Boy Scout uniform and
they played like scouts.  They set up camp in the back yard and took
pictures of him sucking and being fuck while in parts of his uniform.

	Jonathan was addicted to sex with older men.  He was able to
save enough money to pay for college and kept in touch with his
mentors afterwards.



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