Date: Mon, 27 Nov 2006 09:26:15 -0500
From: Scott <scott45416@hotmail.com>
Subject: Smooth Gardener, part two

This is a fictional story.  All characters are imaginary.

     Well, this is what happened next.  Gripping the boy's thighs while
still savoring the tastes of his sweat mixed with my banana and orange
smoothie, I remembered something else I had.  I slowly raised up, taking
time to lick and nibble my boy's gorgeous torso here and there, and reached
up into the overhead kitchen cabinet and got a jar of body chocolate.  I had
bought it when I was on vacation out west last year.
     Grabbing a teaspoon from a drawer, we went out to the backyard lawn
where I had him lie down on his newly mowed grass.  Of course, he knew just
how to lie down ... with his arms and legs spread out in all direction.  Now
remember, my gardener is 16, nicely tanned, slender at his waist and buff
around his chest and shoulders, and has light blond hair.  He looked up at
me and smiled, his rock-hard erection now pointing to his belly button.
     I dipped the teaspoon into the jar of body chocolate and gingerly
dripped it all over his young smooth skin, up and down his long sinuous arms
and legs, globbing it in excess on his penis and scrotum, pooling it around
his soft quivering stomach, and nearly covering his chest, sides, and still
hairless armpits.  Finally, I let the spoon drip chocolate onto his neck,
chin, and ruby-red lips.
     I love chocolate and this was a very special chocolate.  It tasted
terrible by itself, but when mixed with body perspiration, the taste was out
of this world!--especially on the body of someone you loved very much.
     By the way, I'm only 17--a year older than my boy and by now I'm naked
as well.  My parents are out today and they think I'm mowing the lawn, but
my boy does all my chores for me.  We'll get into why later.  Now it's time
for dessert!

What happens next and why is my boy so willing to do all my chores?
Feedback is most welcome.