Subject: My Young Lawnboy (m/m/M teen cons pedo)
From: an482470@anon.penet.fi (Spartan)
Date: 1996/07/19

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The following story contains material of an explicit sexual nature,
involving consentual relations between teenage boys and/or teenage boys
and men. It is completely a work of fiction and is not meant to depict any
actual persons or events. Do not read or download if you are offended by
such materialor if you are a minor and do not make it available to anyone
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My Young Lawnboy
By Spartan

(A story of awakening teen-boy sexuality)

It was the day after I had moved into my new house when I first met my
lawn boy. I was unpacking boxes in the kitchen when the ringing of the
doorbell brought me to the front door. Upon opening it, I was pleasantly
surprised to be greeted by a very nice looking boy. He introduced himself
as Bobby and very cheerfully told me that he mowed the lawns of several of
my neighbors and hoped very much that I would hire him to mow my lawn as
well. His sales pitch was actually quite good for a young lad and I was
impressed that he even offered the names and addresses of his other
clients as references.

Bobby was a skinny boy, just over five-feet tall, who looked to be about
11 or 12 years old. His skin was pretty tan and it was obvious he spent a
great deal of time outdoors. His light brown hair was cropped short on the
sides and back but was long on the top, like a lot of the boys his age
were wearing it. When the breeze caught his hair it fell over his face and
he had the habit of brushing his hair out of his eyes with one hand as he
was talking.

I really didn't need that much convincing because the fact was that I
would have gladly hired Bobby to come to my house once a week whether he
mowed the lawn or not. He looked at me hopefully but instead of giving him
an answer right away I invited him in and offered him a soft drink which
he accepted. I asked him how old he was and what grade he was in at school
and he told me he was 12 and was in the 7th grade at the local middle
school. As we sat at the kitchen table drinking our Cokes, I couldn't help
notice the little peach fuzz above his upper lip. It was glistening in the
light from the moisture left by the big swallow of cola he had just poured
past his beautiful lips.

I asked Bobby how much he charged for his lawn service and then told him I
would pay him that plus an additional amount due to the size of my
backyard. I not only wanted to win Bobby's favor, but thought it only fair
due to the fact that my property is located on a cul-de-sac and is shaped
something like a piece of pie, with a fairly narrow front yard and a very
deep and wide rear yard. I was actually glad to find someone else to do
part of the yard work as I could tell keeping it up was going to be quite
a chore.

For the next several Saturdays, Bobby showed up promptly and did a
top-notch job cutting the grass. I enjoyed watching Bobby work, especially
the first time the whether had warmed up and he pulled off his T-shirt,
giving me a nice look at his tan chest and thin, firm stomach. As he
worked harder, his smooth skin glistened in the sun, and he brushed his
hair out of his face and wiped the perspiration from his brow. My
imagination ran wild as I watched him and I wondered if he would work up
such a sweat while having wild, hot sex. Of course, I had no idea if he
had yet explored the sexual pleasures that boys often discover with the
onset of puberty and adolescence.

I started pruning the hedges or trimming the rosebushes on Saturday
mornings just so I would be outside and able to observe Booby as he
worked. It really was a beautiful sight watching his young chest and arm
muscles getting a workout as he pushed the mower across the big backyard
lawn. Bobby did his job so well that I began tipping him a little extra
and telling him to keep up the excellent work.

The temperature continued getting warmer as it was getting toward the end
of Spring, and so I began inviting Bobby in for a soft drink when he had
finished his work each Saturday. This gave me a chance to talk to my young
friend and get to know him better as the weeks passed. From these
conversations I learned that Bobby was raised in a fairly liberal
household and his parents were pretty well known in the community for
being socially and politically active in such causes as support for the
homeless. We had a good laugh when he shared with me that both his parents
had been "hippies" in the 60s and he described some of the crazy things
they had done to get themselves in trouble with the "establishment" of
that period. 

The next Saturday I got up early and drug my golf clubs out to the
backyard. I have never been a very good golfer, but my new boss had
invited me to join him at his country club and I figured I better at least
practice my swing. I had no problem with letting my boss beat me at the
game, but I didn't want to look like a complete fool on the golf course if
I could help it. I was still putting in the backyard when Bobby showed up.
When he was ready to mow the back yard, I quickly gathered up my clubs and
golf balls to make way for him.

We briefly chatted about my golfing and then Bobby went to work. It was
pretty hot outside by this time and Bobby was wearing only grey sweat
pants and a pair of old sneakers and I could hardly take my eyes off of
his beautiful young adolescent body.

With the weather as warm as it had been, the grass was growing faster and
even with only a week between mowings there were a couple of spots were it
had grown fairly tall -- tall enough to hide a golf ball. I was pretty
sure I had collected all the golf balls, but as it turned out, I was
wrong.
 
Bobby had been mowing the grass for only five minutes or so when I heard
the awful noise of the mower blade striking some object and, much to my
horror, I saw something fly up and strike Bobby. He was instantly buckled
over in pain since he had been struck almost in the groin. I immediately
ran over to him, shut off the mower and came to his aid. As soon as I saw
the white debris and the large chunk of golf ball that had struck Bobby, I
realized what had happened and I felt very guilty.

Bobby was in a lot of pain and clutching the inner side of his left leg
just below the groin. I put my arm around him and tried to comfort him and
I could tell he was fighting back tears. I helped him slowly push up the
leg of his sweat pants to inspect his injury which was a fairly large red
welt surrounding a small cut where the shrapnel had hit him. As I
inspected Bobby's injury, I could see the edge of his white cotton briefs
and I couldn't help notice that he had a fairly large basket for a
12-year-old. I was relieved that no vital organs were injured, but less
than an inch to one side and it would have been a different story. I told
Bobby we'd better get some ice on his wound to reduce the swelling and
then I helped him up and he limped toward the house. The whole way I was
apologizing over and over for having left that golf ball in the grass.

When we got inside, I helped Bobby sit down on the sofa and told him he'd
better take off his pants while I got an ice pack and some first aid
cream. I had only meant for Bobby to strip down to his underware, but when
I returned to the room with the ice and first aid kit, there was Bobby
sitting completely naked on the sofa looking up at me wistfully.

Well I know he must have seen the look of surprise on my face, and then
watched as my eyes zeroed in on his young dick. He had his legs spread
wide apart, and there was quite a contrast between the big red welt on his
inner leg and his beautiful young penis which was laying across his other
leg. For a 12-year-old, I must say Bobby was pretty big, probably five or
six inches at least. Although not erect, his dick was laying stretched out
so I could tell what his full potential was. And his balls seemed quite
ample as well, the large sacs laying loosely and resting on the sofa
cushion. Topping it all off, Bobby had a nice small patch of pubic hair
adorning the base of his shaft. I was very surprised to see this since I
had not guessed that he was quite that mature yet.

I fought hard to maintain my composure as I walked over and knelt in front
of Bobby. I placed the ice pack just above his injury and told Bobby to
hold it there while I treated the cut. I was trying very hard to
concentrate on the work at hand, but the temptation to touch his boy dick
that was right in front of me was pretty strong and it was all I could do
to resist.

I moistened a cotton pad with antiseptic and warned Bobby that it was
probably going to sting. I had barely touched the wound when he flinched
and let out a yelp. Now, the location of the injury meant my hand was
already barely an inch away from Bobby's hairless young balls and when he
flinched back he moved just far enough so that one side of his balls
brushed up against the back of my hand. At the same time, his penis rolled
off his other leg, falling down over his balls and coming to rest against
my hand!

I could feel my cock growing firm in my pants but I stayed calm. I looked
up at Bobby and apologized that the antiseptic had hurt and then calmly
brought my other hand up and gently took hold of Bobby's penis and moved
it back out of the way. His dick was very warm to the touch and though I
held it only for a moment, I could feel it slowly starting to expand. As I
finished sterilizing Bobby's wound and reached down for the tube of
ointment, I looked up at him again and told him that I was impressed with
how developed his penis and balls were for a boy of 12. I think he was
going to say something but all that came out wa a gulp. I could also see
that his penis was continuing to grow firmer, well on it's way now to
being a hard-on. By now I was also hard but I don't think Bobby could tell
because of the way I was kneeled down on the floor.

Next I spread a good amount of ointment over my fingers and began slowly
applying it over Bobby's wound. I told him it would help ease the pain and
aid the healing. All this time Bobby had not moved his hands from where he
held the ice pack, but he seemed to be getting anxious about the fact his
dick was growing harder and harder. Just as his cock was starting to rise
up off his leg, Bobby lifted and ice pack and moved it over to his other
leg and pushed it down on top off his stiff member.

This surprised me and then Bobby said with a nervous laugh, "My dick was
getting more swollen than my leg!"

I had finished putting the ointment on Bobby's leg and my heart was racing
while my head was filling fast with lustful thoughts for this boy. I
decided it was time to act.

I looked straight at Bobby and said to him very seriously, "if your dick
is swelling up, then I guess I need to put medicine on it too!" I covered
one palm with ointment and then reached up with my other hand and gently
moved Bobby's hands and the ice pack off of his still throbbing cock.
Bobby was very tense but he offered no resistance to my bold move.

I took ahold of Bobby's young cock with one hand and slowly bent his stiff
shaft downward. His dick was continuing to grow harder and I could see the
cockhead swelling up as well. I brought my other hand up to Bobby's prick
and starting at the base began slowly rubbing the ointment onto his
member. Back and forth in long, gentle strokes I caressed Bobby's lovely
boy cock. Bobby sighed and closed his eyes and I could tell he was
beginning to relax his body while he now surrendered his prick in it's
most rigid and erect state for me to work my magic on.

I wasn't sure how far I should take things with Bobby this first time, but
I knew I was at least going to jack him off until he shot his boy load. By
now I could feel my own hard cock getting wet with precumm inside my pants
as it begged for attention.

As I stroked Bobby's boy prick, I told him it should take his mind of his
hurt leg and I asked him if what I was doing felt good. He nodded his head
in the affirmative and closed his eyes as the pleasure of my hand-work
swept over him. As I continued messaging Bobby's well greased cock and
playing with his big balls, a drop of precumm appeared at the tip of his
dick. I immediately swiped this up with one finger and brought it to my
mouth so I could taste Bobby's sweet nectar.

Bobby tasted so good that I just had to have his cock in my mouth. In a
flash my lips were down on Bobby's throbbing cockhead and my tongue was
working his piss-hole to lap up more of his sweet precumm. My lips on his
virgin cock surprised Bobby, causing him to open his eyes wide and sit up.

I anticipated I might have to convince Bobby how great a blow job would
be, so I pulled his dick from my mouth. Besides, although greasing up
Bobby's dick had seemed like a good idea when I had only planned to jerk
him off, I discovered that ointment tasted pretty awful and I wanted to
clean it off.

"Wow," Bobby said. I was relieved that he had liked being sucked,
especially when he added,"please don't stop now! That felt really cool."

I smiled and told Bobby not to worry, because I intended to suck him until
I made him cumm. But before I went any further I took a cotton pad from
the first aid kit and cleaned off Bobby's greasy cock. He actually found
this quite pleasurable and as I rubbed his shaft clean I was afraid he
might shoot his load before I got back to the blow job. As it turned out,
this just made him all the more harder and ready for my mouth again. 

As I returned my mouth to Bobby's cock, there was a new, larger pool of
precumm waiting for me. The taste of puberty is great and Bobby's
appetizer was especially delicious. I could barely wait for the main
course!

Bobby let out a soft moan as I slowly fed his entire length into my eager
mouth, sweeping my tongue back and forth in a circular motion to heighten
his pleasure. I did this several more times, moving his swollen shaft in
and out of my mouth while pumping his now hard, tight balls for added
stimulus. In a reflex reaction, Bobby moved his hips forward and his
pelvis upward, as if signaling through body language that he wanted me to
take his hot young cock fully and completely. His breathing was growing
faster and heavier and I could tell that Bobby was really loving his very
first blow job!

Now I could feel Bobby starting to tense up and his whole body began to
shake as his climax approached. I moved his shaft out of my mouth but only
to the point where I could lock my lips tightly around his glans so that I
would be sure to taste every drop of his boy cumm. 

Suddenly, Bobby let out a big moan and I felt his ball sacs pull tight and
his shaft quivered as he delivered his first big shot of boy jism into my
waiting mouth. He continued moaning and his hips were bucking as he shot
his cumm load in short hard bursts into my eager mouth. Another and
another and still another wad of hot boy spunk. My lips remained locked on
his cock until he fell back and let out a big breath and I knew he was
finished. 

When I finally did take Bobby's cock from my mouth, it was as red and
swollen as the welt on his leg! I had given him quite a workout, and
through his panting breaths he said "Wow, that was way better than
jacking-off by myself!" 

I thanked Bobby for feeding me his semen and told him it was OK if he
didn't finish mowing the yard this time due to the circumstances. That's
when he jumped up, saw the time on the clock and said, "Heck, I totally
lost track of time . . . I still have two more yards to cut and I'm
totally late! He dressed himself and left quickly, leaving me with just
the taste of him in my mouth until our next meeting.

As it turned out, Bobby was back the very next day. It was Sunday and when
my doorbell rang I found not just Bobby standing there, but a blond-haired
boy who he introduced as his friend Sean. They asked to come in and I
welcomed them.

Bobby got right to the point, explaining that he had told Sean about the
blow job I had given him and how it was even better than masturbation. Now
Sean wanted me to give him a blow job just like I had done Bobby.

I was a little uneasy about this idea since I had never met this boy Sean
and knew nothing about him, plus I was disappointed that Bobby had broken
our pact to not discuss the private, intimate relations we had with anyone
else (a necessary precaution in a society that still maintain puritanical
consent laws). Bobby assured me that it was OK because he and Sean were
best friends and had been jerking each other off since elementary school.
He only wanted Sean to experience the pleasure that he had and Bobby said
he also wanted to watch closely so he'd know exactly how to do it to Sean
in the future. 

Well, OK. I was the appointed teacher for these two horny 12-year-olds who
very quickly had stripped off their jeans and T-shirts and stood naked in
front of me with their dicks half-hard and growing by the second.

Sean was a bit taller than Bobby but very slender with a tight, flat
stomach just like Bobby's. He was not as tan as Bobby, his hairless skin
pale and smooth. He had just a hint on blond pubic hair above his cock,
and his dick was also quite sizable for a boy his age, perhaps even longer
than Bobby's, but not quite as thick. In its limp state, one of his balls
hung noticeably lower than the other. 

The boys sat on the couch next to each other and said they'd like me to
take off my clothes too since they were both curious about how big my cock
was. I was glad to oblige this request, especially when I saw their
reaction and excitement upon seeing my stiff man-dick. 

I kneeled in front of Sean and moved my lips down to his hard cock which
was poking up at just the right angle for me to bring his cockhead into my
mouth. Bobby dropped off the sofa and onto his knees, scooting in close to
watch his friend get sucked off. 

As I swirled my tongue around the glans of Sean's prick, I noticed out of
the corner of my eye that Bobby's rock-hard cock was already
self-lubricating with a great big drop of precumm clinging to the tip. I
didn't want that to go to waste, so I withdrew Sean's cock from my mouth,
explained my tongue movements to Bobby and told him to take over sucking
on his friend. I then moved down and grabbed Bobby's cock and sucked up
his sticky juice just before it was about to drip off. 

Bobby had wasted no time in taking all of Sean's cock into his hot
adolescent mouth and it was quite a glorious sight to see one boy sucking
another. Both their cocks were so sweet I couldn't decide who I wanted in
my mouth the most. That's when I got the idea and I told the boys I wanted
to suck both their cocks at the same time.

I asked my two young lovers to get up and stand very close, almost at a 90
degree angle to each other so that the heads of their cocks came together.
I then scooted up close and opened my mouth wide. Sean was standing on my
left and Bobby on my right. I wrapped a hand around each boy's shaft and
then pulled their dicks even closer and fed as much of both cocks as I
could into my mouth. It was pretty tight but I managed to get them both in
far enough to be able to swirl my tongue over both their dickheads at the
same time. 

This was making the boys pretty horny and they started rubbing each others
bodies as I worked on their pricks. Then Bobby had a great idea.

"If we lay on the floor facing opposite directions, maybe Sean and I can
both suck your dick while you suck both of us," he said.

I thought Bobby's suggestion - - sort of a double 69 position - - was
definitely worth a try. This kid was after my heart for sure!

Just as Bobby had described, we all got down on the floor, each boy laying
on either side of me with their dicks at my mouth. If I was any taller or
my hard cock not so long, it might not have worked, but both boys were
able to lean over my midsection and then my cock was being licked by both
of them!

While the boys stimulated my big cock, I turned my attention to the stiff
pricks beside my head. As I lay on my back, I brought an arm under each
boys torso, pulling them so close to me that they were practically laying
on top of each side of my face. I guided each boy cock over my mouth and
then pulled each of their young cockheads inside. 

It was pure heaven sucking on two boy's cocks at the same time while they
both furiously worked on my cock at the other end. Their tongues felt so
heavenly sliding over my dick that I was afraid I'd cumm before either of
them.

With my fists I began pumping each boy shaft while I rapidly attacked
their cockheads with my tongue. All of us were hard as a rock and eager to
taste each other's cumm.

I felt Sean's pending ejaculation first, his body shaking and his dick
almost drawing out of my mouth before it began it's rapid fire assault
across my tongue and down my throat. He tasted great, so young and
delicious. I was surprised that his cock remained fairly stiff and he did
not pull out of my mouth after he had come. 

With my tongue I spread Sean's semen all over Bobby's cockhead and soon
Bobby shot his wad. His ejaculation was very vigorous and he almost
knocked Sean's dick out of my mouth as his hips bucked and he forced more
of his 12-year-old cock into my willing mouth. His semen was warm and
filled my mouth as fast as I could swallow. It was all I needed to let
loose my own ejaculate which the boys eagerly lapped up with their tongues
as I fired it all over their young faces.

As I was shooting the last of my wad, Sean reached down and grabbed hold
of his still-hard prick and pumped it a few times, then shot another round
of cumm across my surprised face. When we were all spent, the boys rolled
onto their backs and we all started laughing about how each of us had
ended up with cumm on our noses and foreheads.

I suggested we all take a shower to clean up.  With the warm water
spraying on our naked bodies, the boys eagerly went to work soaping up my
dick and each of theirs until we all jerked each other off and shot our
semen one last time.

Doing two boys at the same time was quite an experience and although we
have never done another threesome like that, Bobby still cuts my grass in
my backyard. Nowdays he also plows my backdoor. As for myself, I have
given up playing golf. Now I spend my spare time scoring a different kind
of "hole in one!"

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