Date: Sun, 29 Oct 2006 11:51:43 -0500
From: Bryan Kelling <bluehotdog@gmail.com>
Subject: Elliot Gets Laid

      Elliot had finished his exam before everyone else in class had. "As
usual." He thought to himself. He looked at the clock on the wall and it
was only ten a.m. He heard his teacher cough and looked up at him. He was
motioning him up to his desk. Elliot stood up and half the class looked up
at him like he was a freak. They were all busy trying to figure out or
guess the best answers for the final exam in Senior Biology while Elliot
had whizzed through it in no time. He was used to it. His parents had held
him back a year in third grade so he could catch up with the rest of his
learning abilities. But, he ended up surpassing the entire class and now
carried a 4.0 GPA. He was headed to Indiana State with a full ride. His
father was proud.
      	Elliot walked up to the desk staring at his teacher in
confusion. Mr. Donnelly had never pulled him from exam time for anything
until they were finished. He was slightly worried as to what he was going
to say to him.
      "Elliot, I know I can get into trouble for this but you've earned
it. Today is the last day of exams and this is the only class you've had
today. The rest are all going to just give free periods and with the last
few days of school for you being next week, I think you should just take
the rest of the day off. Have an early weekend." Mr. Donnelly said with a
smile. "Now toss me your exam and take a hike, quickly before one of the
other students asks what's going on." Elliot looked oddly at
Mr. Donnelly. He had known that there was some interest on Mr. Donnelly's
part, to get him into a good school. In fact the entire staff at Circle
Valley High had all been rooting for him. He was surprised.
      "Elliot," Mr. Donnelly said. "Don't just stand there, go!" He smiled
at him. Elliot quickly turned and grabbed his things from his desk. He
piled his book bag on his back and picked up his test. His best friend
Mallory was gawking at him from behind her exam. He tossed her a quick
`call me' expression and turned back to Mr. Donnelly. He had gone back to
reading the business section of Friday's paper. Elliot sat his exam on the
desk and walked out of the classroom.
      "Wow" he thought. Now what? It was the first time since he had
started school where he didn't have any homework or projects to work on.
Everything was set. Everything was done. He put his bag down in front of
his locker and looked inside. So many books, all of them read.
      "I don't need any of these this weekend." Elliot said out loud. He
smiled to himself pulling out his laptop bag and stuffing his sweatshirt
around the strap. After closing the locker door he just stood there looking
down the empty halls of the school. He was alone, the only student out of
class. His excitement was rising. The smile he had inside was now gleaming
on the outside. Everything was going right this weekend. His parents had
left town to visit his grandparents in Michigan and they left him the keys
to the Porsche. Although never actually drove it when his parents had left
it for him, he loved the idea that it was there. He drove his grandfather's
old station wagon. For him it wasn't about style. It had been his
grandfather's favorite thing. Now it was rusted and louder than a rock
concert. But it had its character. Of course so did the Porsche.

      	A quarter till eleven in the morning Elliot's cell phone rang. It
came up as Malz. Elliot flipped the phone open a little too quickly and it
flung across his room.
      "Hang on Mal, I lost the phone." Elliot said. He was sitting in front
of his laptop at his desk. He had a wave of guilt come over him and he
closed the tabs on the internet sites he had been cruising. One of which he
had missed in closing. He jumped out of the chair and pulled his pants up
in a flash. "Mal, hold on, I lost the phone!" He said. Just as he got his
pants snapped he picked up the cell from the floor to hear Mallory
laughing.  "Malz? What are you laughing at?"
	"You were yanking it weren't you?" She said. Elliot moved over near
the mirror and straightened out his hair.
	"No, I was watching the history channel and the noise from the cell
phone freaked me out. Aren't you supposed to be in school right now?"
Elliot asked.
	"Funny, I could ask you the same thing." She replied. "No,
Mr. Donnelly let me leave after I finished the test. He said I should go
hang out with my friends for the weekend and have fun. Let loose. So, I'm
at your back door. Let me in?" Mallory said.
	Elliot wasn't really in the mood for a visit. In fact, he was
looking forward to having the weekend all to himself. Not to mention
finishing up what he had started ten minutes ago.
	"I don't know Mal; I really wanted to just have some me time."
After he said it he realized he shouldn't have.
	"Elliot, honey" She said, "If you want to be alone with your left
and right hands far be it for me to judge, but I think I would prefer the
company of a higher level of intelligence as opposed to dirty fingernails
and knuckles."
	"Fine, I'll come let you in. Hang on." He said. He hung up the
phone and looked at the screen on the laptop. He looked up and saw that
someone had sent him an instant message. "No time for that. There's a girl
a foot." He laughed to himself. He closed the laptop and pulled his shirt
on from the back of the chair. He checked himself in the mirror one more
time and looked down at his semi faded hard on that was already diminishing
fast. "Maybe later." He walked out of the room.

	"Oh my god! Elliot I have to tell you what Stacey said." Mal
protested. Elliot was sitting on their large wrap around couch downstairs
in the play room. Mallory was sitting across the way on the other end with
her feet up and her nail file out. She was planted for awhile. Elliot was
completely ignoring her. His attention was quickly taken by a boy who was
in their neighbor's back yard trimming the hedges. The windows in Elliot's
house were from floor to ceiling and when they had built the house it was
all forest around them. Then a few more houses moved in and right behind
them a record executive lived. He watched this slightly unshaven boy wipe
sweat from his forehead on his upper arm and move on to another hedge. His
pants where unbuttoned and rolled downward showing every bit of inch of a
happy trail. "No underwear" Elliot thought.
	"Hey! Are you even listening to me? I said pizza!" Mallory
interjected.  Elliot popped back into the living room and shook his head.
	"Sorry, no I was just off in random land. You said pizza?" He said.
	"Yeah, food, sustenance, carbohydrates, calories, I need some." She
said.
	"Yeah, that's a good idea. Just use my laptop. There aught to be a
link in the tool bar from last time we ordered. Just open it and type in
our address." Mallory got up and headed for Elliot's room. "Hey, order
extra sauce." He said. He turned on the television but glanced back out the
window. The hot gardener was gone. Elliot sat there and tried to visualize
what the gardener had looked like. He wanted to remember so he could use it
later in the day.

	A few minutes later Mallory came back into the room holding a
stuffed dog that she had gotten Elliot for his birthday a few years back.
	"Anything good on?" She asked.
	"The Price is Right." He replied. "Nothing else but bad daytime
soaps." Mallory sat down and pulled out her nail file again. The game show
came back on and they were showing a new car for the first
contestant. Elliot heard Mallory shift in her seat.
	"Elliot, do you like Mr. Donnelly?" She asked. Elliot turned to
her.
	"Yeah, he's a great teacher. I kind of wish we could have him in
college but I doubt he'll leave his job." Elliot said.
	"But, I mean don't you think he's hot?" She said. Elliot was
feeling a bit nervous, he didn't like where this was going.
	"No. What? Why would I think he's hot? I bet your projecting and
you think he's hot." He said trying to dodge a bullet.
	"Of course he is. I mean, well for an older guy. He's only
25. That's like, 7 years more than us. That's not too bad." She said. She
looked up at the ceiling as if trying to capture her thoughts with her
eyes. Then she looked directly at Elliot. She was flaring her stern girl
look at him. "I think your lying when you say you've never slept with
anyone before. I think you have." She said. Elliot felt his ears go hot and
felt very embarrassed.
	"What? Mal, I don't want to talk about this today. It's silly. And
I'm still a virgin." He said.
	"Well then," She said, "My point exactly. You need to get
laid. It's about time." She nodded knowingly. "You know, I could ask Stacey
if she would mind. She's had a few and would definitely know what to do
with you." She giggled. Elliot just glared at her.
	"No, I'm not sticking anything into Stacey unless it's a needle
filled with Prozac. That girl needs some help." Elliot said. There were a
few hot college guys up at the wheel on the game show. `Now them, I'd take
them in a heart beat' Elliot thought to himself. He hadn't told anyone that
he was into men. Well, all save for the few guys he had talked to
online. Just then the doorbell rang.
	"Pizza!" Mallory screamed. She ran for the door. Elliot began
watching the college boys on the game show. He couldn't wait until next
year. He would have a college dorm, a roommate, fraternity boys everywhere;
he was looking forward to it.
	"Uh, Elliot. I think it's for you." Mallory said from somewhere in
the back of the house.
	"Mal, I told you I don't need to get. ..." Elliot was going to
finish his sentence but the most beautiful creature turned around the
corner and entered his living room. He couldn't talk. The boy stepped near
the frame of the doorway that led out to the dining room and leaned on it
looking directly at Elliot. He smiled. His dark hair hung short around the
ears but curled near the top. Part of his curls hung lower near his
eyes. His t-shirt was dirty and his jeans had grass marks on them. He had a
pair of gloves hanging from his back pocket. The dark skin down his arms
and jet black hair gleamed against the light from Elliot's living room.
	"Hey there." Said the Adonis in front of him. Elliot couldn't
move. He had frozen in his shoes. He had made it to stand up but that was
it. This beautiful boys smile and his eyes had sunken him into a daze.
	"Elliot, how do you know this guy?" Mallory came bouncing into the
room with a very large smile on her face. She leaned on the opposite side
of the frame and did a cute girl in heat pose staring at the boy.
	"Uhm. . Well, I don't think . ..We. ." Elliot was still trying to
find the words.
	"Well, we've never actually met, but I know Elliot. I've worked on
the yards around here for the past three years. Right after high school I
got a job with a landscaping company out of Chicago. In the summers I come
here to do my own business. Helps pay for my playtime." He smiled. With
every word he looked directly at Elliot. "I've seen him a lot and I have to
say you spend a lot of time in that room of yours." He said. Elliot's ears
grew warm again.
	"Well, my name is Mallory, or Malz to my friends. You can call me
Mal." Mallory said. She put out her hand and he took it and instead of a
handshake he kissed the back of her hand. When he turned back to face
Elliot she pretended to melt on the door frame.
	"And your name is?"  Elliot asked him. Elliot found his footing
after he realized that the gardener was falling for Mallory's swooning.
	"Tobey, Tobey Gains." He smiled at Elliot and bowed politely. When
Elliot lost eye contact he regained his composer.
	"So, what can we do for you?" Elliot asked.
	"Well, its Friday, my last day of being in the area and I had
finished the Jackson estate early but I hadn't heard from your parents
about any work they had wanted done. I thought I'd stop by and check before
heading home." He smiled.
	"Well, they left for the weekend. They didn't mention it to me but
I'm sure it can wait until next weekend." Elliot said. Mallory gave him a
mean look.
	"Oh," Tobey said. "Well, ok. I guess I'll be off then." He nodded
at Elliot and turned towards Mallory. Elliot hadn't realized what he had
said. He didn't want him to leave. He wanted him to strip off his clothes
and ravish Elliot right there.
	"You know we just ordered pizza." Mallory piped up. "Why don't you
stay and have lunch. No parents, greasy food, I bet your hungry anyway. No
need to rush off so fast." She touched her hand around his shoulder and he
smiled. Just then the doorbell rang again. "See, food awaits us." She
pounced towards the door once again. Elliot hit the channel changer and
tuned on some daytime drama. He felt Tobey move in closer into the room.
	"That guy is so hot." Tobey said as he pointed towards the
television. Elliot looked at Tobey in shock and then looked at the
television. "Come on, you have to think he's hot, he's got perfect abs."
Tobey looked at Elliot. Elliot just shrugged his shoulders. "Well,
whatever. Listen I don't want to make this a big deal, I can leave if it's
not a good idea." Tobey said.
	"No, Elliot he has to stay." Mallory wined. She came around the
corner with pizza and soda. She sat them down on the coffee table and
crossed her arms in a huff. "If he leaves then I leave." She said looking
at Elliot. She must have seen the look of interest in Elliot's eyes because
she added, "If he leaves I'll hate you all weekend."
	"Fine, we could use the company for awhile anyway. Nothing to do on
a Friday." Elliot said.
	Tobey smiled. "Do you mind if I clean up?" He asked looking at
Elliot again. "I'd feel bad being as dirty as I am sitting on your
furniture."  Elliot thought for a minute. `Shower, he meant a shower,
Elliot. Naked hot man in the shower.'
	"Sure, the guest bathroom is right at the top of the stairs. I'll
show you." Mallory said. She started to walk off and Elliot spoke up.  "You
can use mine." He said. Mallory turned back and Tobey smiled at him. "I
mean, you should just use my bathroom. The guest bath runs out of hot water
pretty quick and my parent's bathroom is being redone." Elliot was thinking
fast. He couldn't believe he had just said that. His parents bathroom was
fine, and the guest bathroom had a Jacuzzi hot tub in it. Tobey turned to
Mallory and she looked at Elliot. He gave her one of those help me
nods. Her eyes opened wider and she nodded.
	"I forgot, yeah. You can use Elliot's shower." She said. "It's in
the other end of the house. She nodded for Elliot to come with them and
they both lead the way out of the living room.
	"So, did you play football in high school?" Mallory asked.
	"Why?" Tobey said. Mallory was leading the way across the kitchen.
	"Well, you have large muscular arms and you're pretty toned, I just
wondered if it came from just doing gardening work or maybe from high
school sports." She said. She stopped right outside the door of Elliot's
room and turned to face Tobey and Elliot.
	"Well," Tobey said. "On the weekends I strip at a club in Chicago
so I work out three or four times a week. I have to keep up my body or the
money doesn't roll in." He said with a smile. "Where's the shower at?"
Tobey asked Elliot.
	"I'll show you." Elliot said as he gave Mallory a dirty look. They
both walked past her into Elliot's room. Mallory hesitated by the door way
for an instant and then decided she was coming in, too.
	"Mallory, why don't you get the pizza set up in the living
room. Find a movie or something to watch." Elliot said. Mallory gave him a
mean look with her eyes.
	"No, I want to hang out in here with you guys." She whined.
	"The pizza's gonna get cold, go." Elliot said. She stomped her foot
and turned, walking towards the living room. She was mumbling something but
it was too low to hear it. Elliot turned to find that Tobey had taken his
chain wallet out and was pulling the rest of the remnants out of his soiled
jeans. Elliot sat down on the bed and just watched him. Tobey turned and
bent over to untie his boots. His rear was a perfect size. Elliot was
already starting to feel his groin come to life. Just then Tobey said
something.
	"Hey, Elliot, come here. I need a little help." He said. Elliot
stood up and walked near Tobey standing right behind him. "Here," Tobey
grasped Elliot's wrists and moved them to the front. "My hands are all
greased up and I can't get the buckle off these jeans. Can you pop it off?"
Tobey said. Elliot was instantly hard. Tobey pulled Elliot closer and his
hard cock pushed up against the inside of his jeans. Rubbing slightly on
Tobey's back side. This is the moment Elliot realized he hadn't had time to
put his underwear on before Mallory came over. He was full fledged hard and
rubbing through a thin layer of his jeans against Tobey's butt.
	"Hey, if you feel funny I can ask Mallory. I just can't get it
undone." Tobey said.
	"No, I got it." Elliot managed to say. He reached down and started
pulling the belt loose. He had to practically grind on Tobey just to get
the footing to pull off the belt. Tobey leaned his ass in to Elliot's hard
jeans. Tobey reached his hands around and felt Elliot's legs. Elliot closed
his eyes and started a little moan. Just then Mallory yelled out.
	"Hey, guys, I found a movie. Hurry up. If Tobey needs any help
getting undressed let me know!" She shouted. Tobey moved forward and
started heading to the bathroom. Elliot turned around completely
embarrassed and waited a few beats. His hard cock was starting to fade.
	"Elliot, I need a towel." Tobey said. Elliot turned around and
found that Tobey was standing in the small hall that leads to the
bathroom. He had taken off all of his clothes and was holding his jeans
covering up his groin. Elliot felt his own cock shift again. The blood was
flowing back.
	"There in the shelf to the left in the bathroom." Elliot
pointed. Tobey smiled and nodded. He turned and walked into the
bathroom. Elliot swooned at the sight of his bare ass and the muscles
moving down the hall. Elliot turned and ran out to the living room.
	"What's going on in there, why is your face all red?" Mallory said
as Elliot walked into the living room.
	"Uh, he was asking me if I'd ever taken a girl into the room."
Elliot said. Mallory laughed.
	"Yeah, me. But, that doesn't count. You and I have never slept
together." She said. "Anyway, I found a movie. Let's just start before he
comes back." Mallory hit the remote and started the movie. Elliot took his
glass of soda and sat there thinking of nothing but Tobey and his naked
body moving down his bedroom hallway. This lion of masculinity, the god of
men, Tobey was naked in his shower. Elliot was picturing Tobey washing
himself off in the shower. Just then he heard a knock from the wall to his
left.
	"Hey," Tobey said. Mallory and Elliot both looked up to see Tobey
standing in a towel not fully wet yet. "I can't get the water to go to
hot." He smiled. Mallory was about to jump up when Elliot spoke up.
	"I'll get it." He said. He figured at this point, that Tobey wasn't
as interested in him as he thought. Elliot had never really been with a man
before but he knew enough to get a hint. If Tobey had been into him he
would have made his move already. Maybe this was it. Or maybe Tobey wasn't
gay and just wanted attention. Who knew? Elliot was in the bathroom
changing the water when Tobey walked in. He dropped his towel and walked
into the shower. Elliot was still testing it out when Tobey walked into
it. Tobey turned his body giving Elliot a flash of his semi hard cock. Then
he backed up slowly into the water. Elliot didn't move his hand. He could
feel the water getting warmer as he turned the knob of the faucet with his
other hand. Tobey backed up into his hand. Elliot didn't move. Tobey
started moving his hands about himself brushing water all over. Elliot
moved his hand to cup the right side of Tobey's butt. Tobey moaned a
little.
	"That's great. The water is perfect." Tobey said. Elliot didn't
know if he was being ignored of if he was being played on. Elliot pulled
his hand away and stood up. As he did Tobey turned around and showed his
fully erect cock. Tobey smiled at Elliot.
	"Thanks. The water's great." Tobey said. Tobey moved his hands and
wet his hair down. He moved his hands down his body and touched his hard
cock with his right hand, stroking it a few times.
	"Today was a long day and I just need to relax." Tobey said.
Elliot moved back and felt very uncomfortable. He stepped out into the
hallway and leaned against the door frame.
	"I'll let you get cleaned up and give you your privacy. Elliot
stood waiting, watching. Tobey stroked himself slowly. He soaped his body
down with a bar of soap that was sitting near the edge of the shower. He
soaped down his front side stroking his 9 inch cock slowly. Touching his
balls and then he started rubbing the bar of soap up his ass crack. After a
few seconds he dropped the soap and turned his backside towards the
bathroom door. Elliot didn't know if Tobey could see him or not. Elliot was
standing in the doorway but the door was halfway open. Tobey slid a finger
into his tight asshole and bent down as if to show Elliot a full back side
view. Tobey moaned.
	"Fuck me. Yeah, fuck me." Tobey said. Tobey turned to his side and
lifted a leg high up on a shelf. He was facing the doorway but not looking
at Elliot. Elliot could see Tobey using three fingers with his left hand to
finger his tight asshole. The soap suds were foaming slowly down his thighs
as his right hand stroked his stiff cock even harder.
	"Fuck me! Oh god, fuck me!" Tobey said louder. Just then Tobey
pushed the door of the shower open further than it had been and pulled his
left hand around and grabbed on to the top of the shower bar.
	"I'm gonna come. Yeah! Fuck yeah!" Tobey's eyes looked straight
over at Elliot and he came. He shot in a perfect arc in the direction of
Elliot. Elliot felt himself moved forward. He came to his knees and started
rubbing his hard cock through his jeans. Elliot felt Tobey's cum hit the
side of his faced.
	"Oh, god." Elliot moaned.
	"It's about time." Tobey said. Elliot looked up and stopped rubbing
his jeans. Tobey stepped out of the shower and moved over leaning down
towards Elliot. He licked the side of his face and pulled Elliot up off the
floor.
	"You ever done this before?" Tobey asked. Elliot just shook his
head. "Let me help then." Tobey pulled off Elliot's shirt and undid his
pants. He started to pull them down when Elliot's full 8 inch thick cock
pushed out of his jeans.
	"Oh, you are so fucking me." Tobey said. Elliot pulled his pants
and socks off and stepped into the shower following Tobey. Elliot grabbed
the bar of soap and rubbed his body down fast. He wasn't sure what he was
doing.
	"Here, I'll do it." Tobey smiled. He took the soap and started
rubbing in across Elliot's chest. He slid it down across his side and down
his butt. Elliot felt Tobey's fingers exploring near and almost inside of
him with the soap. Tobey moved the soap around to Elliot's front side and
finished soaping him up. Tobey tossed the soap to the floor and turned the
shower head to the side. Steam was building up in the small shower
stall. Tobey pushed Elliot back against the wall and smiled at him. He took
his shoulders and slid Elliot down into the sitting position. Elliot was
sitting on the small edge of the tub. Then, Tobey put one leg up on the
side next to Elliot.
	"Are you ready" Tobey asked. Elliot nodded. Tobey moved downwards
slowly and Elliot felt the first hint of naked skin against the head of his
cock. His body shivered with pleasure. Then Tobey pushed down. He was
already opened up from early but with Elliot's thick cock it wasn't
something to be rushed. Tobey came down halfway on Elliot's cock and Elliot
had closed his eyes. Tobey leaned in and slid his tongue out into Elliot's
mouth. Elliot opened his eyes and kissed him back. Then Tobey slid down all
the way and reached up holding on to the edges of the shower door. He
started riding his cock slowly.
	"It feels so good. You're so fucking hot!  Elliot said. "You're a
god." He said it. Tobey laughed.
	"Well, you're amazing. Now just hang on." Tobey said. His motion
sped up and he was sliding up and down on Elliot's thick shaft faster. With
ever plunge Tobey's voice groaned and grunted. He was started to show sweat
rolling down the sides of his face. Elliot started lifting up and meeting
every push that Tobey gave. Then, Elliot stood up and pulled out of
Tobey. He pushed Tobey up against the wall of the shower and bent him over.
	"Oh god fuck me! Fuck me Daddy!" Tobey yelled. Elliot didn't know
what had come over him. He slid his long thick shaft into Tobey. He plunged
faster and faster. He could feel his balls slapping against Tobey's
balls. Elliot was pulling on Tobey's shoulder with one hand and grasping
his hip with the other. Just then he could feel himself start to shudder.
	"Come with me." Tobey said. Tobey stood upright and Elliot felt
Tobey's asshole tighten. Tobey pushed one leg up on the shelf and he was
working his cock with his right hand. Elliot was sliding his hard cock
inside of Tobey's wet hot ass as fast as he could. He could feel his climax
coming closer.
	"Fuck me daddy, fuck my hole!" Tobey yelled. Elliot was ready.
	"I'm gonna cum." Elliot said. Tobey pushed off of Elliot's cock and
turned around. He knelt down and opened his mouth.
	"Shoot it in my mouth. I want your cum." Tobey said. Elliot looked
down and saw his open mouth ready for his cum. Tobey's hand was feverishly
stroking his cock. Just then Elliot let go.
      "Fuck!" Elliot yelled. His hot cum shot out of his hard cock and
splashed down to Tobey's face. Elliot kept shooting it across Tobey's mouth
when Tobey arched his back and his own come shot up and hit Elliot across
the chest.
      "God Daddy!" Tobey groaned. Once, twice, three times it hit down
Elliot's chest. And then, Tobey fell against Elliot's legs breathing heavy
and fast. Elliot leaned down and collapsed in the tub. It had begun to fill
up with water and suds from the soap. Elliot leaned back and Tobey moved to
lean back against him.
      "So, for being your first time you are one hot top." Tobey said.
      "What's a top?" Elliot asked. Tobey laughed.
      "What you just did, that's a top. I was the bottom. And you, you're a
great Daddy." Tobey said. Elliot just looked at him in a bit of confusion
and smiled.
      "So. . .that was good?" Elliot asked.
      "Yes, it was amazing!" Tobey said. "Can I keep you?" Tobey asked.
      "I'll have to ask Mallory but after a long talk I'm sure she'll
approve." He said.
      After they finally finished the shower they went out to the living
room but Mallory was gone. The television was stuck on pause and there was
a note on the screen.
      "Elliot,
      	So, I was going to wait but with all the "action" in the bathroom
it was a much better show than what was in the DVD player. Thanks for the
inspiration. The next gardener is mine!
      Signed, Mallory the horny"
      Elliot just smiled.
      "Mallory said it was nice to meet you." He said to Tobey. Tobey
laughed hugged Elliot around the waste.
      "It wasn't her I was coming over to meet." He said.

      The End