Date: Tue, 1 Dec 2015 09:57:31 -1000
From: Little Drew <littledrew177@gmail.com>
Subject: Josh and the Tropical A-frame.

Josh and the Tropical A-frame.
By Little Drew


"Wow."  Thats what I said to myself when I saw my new neighbor take off his
shirt for the first time.  His shoulders were broad and his waist was
narrow.  When he turned toward me the fine dusting of blond hair across his
upper body shimmered in the afternoon sun.  His pecs were high and firm.
His biceps bulged as he lifted a packed duffle bag from the back of his old
truck.

"What's up?" he said softly as he came closer to me, the duffle thrown over
one shoulder.

I kept from saying,"My dick," and instead extended my splayed fingers to
shoot him the local Hawaiian welcome, a shaka.  "Howzit," I managed to say
as he stepped up to me.

"I'm Josh," he said, dropping his heavy bag at my feet.

"Donny," I said.  "Can I help you with the rest of your stuff?"

"That's it," he said looking at the duffle.

"You travel light," I said.

My boss had told me to expect "the new guy" around noon.  It had been after
four when a little red Toyota truck had made it's way slowly up our rough
cinder drive.  It had pitched and jostled through the pits and ruts and
seemed to have hesitated as it had passed the small grove of cashew trees.

The 15 acre organic garden where I lived and worked was tucked away on the
wet side of the Big Island of Hawaii.  The gay owner lived on the mainland
and only came over a few times a year.  He liked to keep a team of four
gardeners working on the property at all times.  We had been shorthanded
for over two months so I was glad to hear that the manager had found
another guy.  Living and working in a well established gay owned organic
garden and BnB wasn't right for everyone.  A life off grid was not
luxurious and working 20 hours a week outdoor labour in exchange for a bed
in a 10x10 bamboo and redwood A-frame cabin could at times be Spartan.

"I was told to expect you around noon," I said.  I shielded my eyes from
his and the sun so I could check out his lean abs and his package.

"What time is it?" asked Josh.

"After four," I said, as my gaze locked on his shallow belly button.

"Oh," he said. "I guess time got away from me."

"I hope that doesn't become a habit," I said as I looked him in the eyes
for the red tell tale signs of being high.  I didn't see any indication
that he was stoned.  His pale green eyes looked confidently back at
me. "Are you high?" I asked anyway.

He smiled and laughed a little when he said, "No."  His teeth were white
not brown and worn down like a meth head.

We had tried a couple guys in the last month but neither had been a good
fit.  A 20 something guy was stoned all the time and always found laying in
the grass staring up at the sky when he should have been working.  A 30
something guy had turned to meth after a bad break up.  Late some nights
he'd walk between cabins talking to us wether we wanted to listen or not.
One night he stood naked outside my screen door stroking his cock. "You
wanna suck it?"  he'd asked in a throaty baritone.  His dick hadn't been
fully hard which would not have been a problem for me.  I like a bit of
softy donkey dong every once in a while.  But the skinny sack of meth crazy
that it had been attached to had been decidedly unappealing. He had to go.

Visually Josh was a vast improvement over the other two wanna be gardeners.
He would be the best looking of the four of us without a doubt. I'm not bad
looking but not nearly physically impressive as Josh.  He was built like a
swimmer. Carrying about 160 pounds on his lean 5'11" body.  In his early
20's he walked with grace and confidence, virility oozing from every pore.
His pale green eyes were entrancing and hard to look away from.

I am built more like a baseball player carrying about the same weight on my
5'8" frame. I'm in my late 30's and have brown eyes streaked with bursts of
gold. My arms and legs are thickly muscled and kept pumped up. My reddish
brown hair is shaved close to my head. Josh's very blond hair was shoulder
length and wavy with a few pale green beads braided in here and there.

I was imagining taking those small beads between my fingers then into my
mouth when I was aware of Josh's thick pretty lips moving and his soft
voice filling my ears.  "What?"  I asked, trying to bring myself out of my
fondling reverie.

"Where am I going to be living?" Josh asked again.

"Right here," I said gesturing the cluster of individual rooms scattered
around me.  "The largest room behind me is our community kitchen and living
area."  I headed up the sloping incline in the direction of the glass
walled cabin with it's steeply pitched roof.  Josh picked up his duffle,
drawing his broad shoulders back as he began to follow me up the hill.

I stopped without warning and turned quickly back to him so he was forced
to bump into me.  "Sorry," I said, lying.  He had kept himself from fulling
crashing into me by placing a flat hand against my hard stomach.

"First let me show you where you'll be sleeping." I said, slipping away
from his hand and gesturing toward a room across the driveway.  He did
exactly what I hoped he would do and started walking in front of me toward
his new bedroom. It was the perfect opportunity to check out his ass.

Wow.

Josh was wearing board shorts which are cut to hang on the hips.  They
seemed too big, hanging even lower than on most guys, exposing the deep
crack of Josh's ass.  A fine trail of blond hair plunged directly into his
crevice.  I watched the tanned fleshy mounds of his butt propel him across
the lawn in front of me. I didn't see a tan line.

The small A-frame cabin where Josh would be sleeping sat a good hundred
feet from the common room, nestled in the shadow of a sheltering tree.  As
he walked ahead of me I wished his cabin sat 1000 feet away.  The rhythmic
movement of his tanned downy ass was hypnotic.  He stopped and I almost
plowed into him but caught myself just in time when my hand pressed into
the small of his sweaty muscular back.

"Sorry," Josh said.  "I almost stepped in dog shit."

"We don't have a dog," I said.  Stepping around him to take a look, my hand
slid easily from his back to brush along on of his firm buns. I forced
myself to move my hand and start ahead of him.  "That looks like pig shit."
I picked up the pace as I lead him to his new room.

Josh seemed surprised to learn that our fenced perimeter did not always
keep all the wild pigs out, especially the smaller ones. He said he'd like
to catch a little pig. I just had to laugh and remind him that where there
are little pigs there are often big pigs.

I looked back to see a huge grin on his face.  As we stepped onto his front
lanai I realized I was in trouble. This guy was really getting under my
skin.  I had to tell myself to back off.  There was no use getting all
excited about him.  He might not work out so what would be the point. I
loved the look of him but did not want risk scaring him away by impulsively
making a move on him.  I had no idea if he was gay or bi or what and we
really needed another gardener so I controlled myself.

"So this is your own private Lanai," I said. "A porch is what you probably
call it wherever your from."

"Portland," he said.

I indicated two teak chairs on either side of the double screen door.
"Those chairs belong to the cabin.  Don't leave with them.  Don't borrow
them, don't loan them out.  Don't take them to the beach.  Don't paint
them.  Don't carve your name into them and please don't splatter them with
cum.  It stains."

"People did all that stuff?" Josh asked.

"All that and more but I don't want to give you any ideas," I said opening
one of the doors and stepping into the room.

Josh followed me, dropping his duffle near the door.  An un-made full size
bed was centered beneath a very large screened window at the back of the
room.  A small teak table sat in one corner and a bent bamboo club chair
covered in a vibrant aloha print sat in the other.  The lower half of each
side wall was more screened windows from the front to the back of the room.

"So this is yours while you're here.  All the screened windows gives it
good ventilation.  It can get hot here.  And it can rain a lot.  We don't
really work in the rain.  We usually stay inside and find other things to
do.  If the rain starts to blow in you can go out and close the bamboo
shutters. I'll bring over a set of sheets and a pillow for the bed.  They
are pretty basic but they will do.  I wouldn't spend a lot on the room
until you see if you're going to stay."

"Oh I'm going to stay," Josh said. "This place is great."

"Your work and work ethic will have more to do with wether you get to stay
than your desire ever will," I felt like I was being harsh but I could't
help it.  He needed to know what was expected of him.  I was also vaguely
trying to put some emotional distance between us.  I had fallen hard a few
years earlier for a beautiful young man and I could not let it happen
again. "I will work you hard but no harder than I work anyone else or
myself.  You have two weeks to prove yourself worthy of a place in our
garden."

"I understand," Josh said.  "I wont let you down. I promise."

"Don't make any promises," I said.  "It will only make you look bad when
you break them."

"I wont break my promise."

"Yea?  We'll see," I said.

Josh opened his mouth but no words came out. That's when the beauty of his
plump rosy lips drew me in.  He lowered his eyes and softly asked,
"Umm... Is there a bathroom?"

"The toilet is back at the common room," I said.  "There is an indoor
shower as well.  As far as pissing goes you can off load into any of the
plants.  They need the nitrogen because of all the rain we get here."

"I just really need to pee," Josh said, swaying from side to side to
emphasize the point.

I indicated the screen door and told him to go for it.  Josh walked out to
the covered lanai and then onto the grass stopping outside the window
behind his bed. "I love to pee outside," he said smiling at me.  He sucked
his stomach in and yanked his board shorts down.  His knob was fat and his
shaft was thick.  His balls were good sized and his pubes were cropped
close.  He shook his cock with one hand and stretched his sac with the
other.  His thick shaft engorged a little waiting for the urine to flow.  I
felt my nuts churn as his stream began.  He moaned softly and then said,
"Here it comes."

His stream was insistent and far reaching.

"Don't get any on the house," I said.

"Yes, sir," said Josh.

I walked out to the lanai then onto the grass stepping around the corner to
wait for Josh to empty his bladder.  I watched him in profile as he
continued to pee. Every few seconds he'd thrust his hips forward and grind
them from side to side as his stream began to slow.  Desire for him rose up
from my balls.  I wanted to drop to my knees and worship at the altar of
his beauty.  To search out his dank hole with my wanton tongue.  To lick
the sea's salt off his sweaty sac.

But I had sworn off sex.  After having my heart crushed by a broken a
promise I had not had sex with anyone for over a year.  I was fine with
that.  This young beautiful man was going to test my resolve.

Josh's stream quickly became a dribble.  He shook his dick a few more times
before pulling his shorts up.  He could have peed with his back to me but
he hadn't.  He had looked right at me and had whipped his junk out.  He had
wanted me to see his cock.  I decided right then that he wanted a roof over
his head and a pillow under it and he was going to flash little flesh to
get what he wanted.  It was not about me.  It was about a bed.

After Josh tucked his junk away I told him to follow me back to the common
room.  I hoped he was watching my firm bubble butt as we walked back across
the lawn.  All I could think about was how well he could dick me as I
showed him the shared space.  It was hard to concentrate as I pointed out
the basics of the open kitchen/living area.  He seemed to be closer to me
as I showed him the bathroom and the utility area.  By the time we made it
to the solar battery storage he was practically on top of me.  I wanted him
so much my fingers were starting to tremble.

The light was fading, the sky was azure blue when we ended up at the ponds.
The upper pond was home to a dozen koi and the surface blanketed with lily
pads.

The lower pond was a little larger and a uniform three feet deep all the
way around, built for soaking in after a hot hard day of work.  Eight men
could easily soak at once and often had, especially at holidays.

"Sam, the farm manager, had us dig it last year.  He calls it our new nude
bathing pool," I said switching on the lights in sides of the pond.  "We
chill here a-lot.  Sometimes we do water massage.  Sometimes synchronized
swimming.  Sometimes we just float."

"Would it be O.K. if I tried it out?"  Josh asked.

"You live here now," I said.  "Make yourself at home."

Josh didn't hesitate to yank his board shorts down again, this time they
fell to his feet.  He stepped out of them and stood on the edge of the
pond.  His hands groped his testicles as the last rays of the sun burnished
his skin with a golden glow.  He was magnificent in his naked glory.  I
felt like I was seeing the epitome of the evolution of man.

Josh jumped into the water up to his chin.  "Ohhhh... Man...." he moaned.
"Oh that feels so good."

 "I'll get you a towel," I said as I headed for the common room.  I had to
get away from him before I sprang wood and dove for his cock.

Inside the house I got a towel then stepped to the living room window
overlooking the ponds.  There were no lights on in the room so I was sure
Josh could not see me.  He was wading away from me splashing water high
into the air.  Then he started to jump up and down.  His ass tightened up
as he jumped making me inhale sharply.  I reached down and rubbed my
growing dick through the fabric my running shorts.  I squeezed the head and
felt it re-engorge as it grew harder.  I pulled my shorts leg up so my dick
could grow to its full fat 6 inches unencumbered.  I stood back from the
window so Josh wouldn't be able to see me stroking but so that I could
still see him.

At the far end of the pond Josh climbed out so he could dive back in.  It
was a beautiful dive with strength and control.  He stayed under water
until he reached the edge of the pond near me.  He pulled himself from the
water, and stood there unashamedly, with water dripping off his flawless
young body.  He shook out his full head of blond hair then whipped his hair
out of his sun kissed face.

With one hand I gently caressed the sensitive head of my dick, with the
other hand I groped my balls and gave them a squeeze in their sac.  I knew
I shouldn't be letting him get to me but I had been basically untouched for
over a year.  Josh and his joyful cavorting was such a pleasure to behold I
could't help myself.  The universe had brought a remarkably beautiful man
into my life and I wanted to give thanks by shooting a sloppy load into my
hand.  I fought with myself about wether to stop beating it or keep going.
I knew I shouldn't do it.  I was still not past the point of no return.  I
could stop anytime I wanted to.  But then he did something that took me
past the point of no return.  Standing with his back to me, he widened his
stance and from a shallow squat he bent forward, gripping the edge of the
pool ready for another dive.

Josh's ass cheeks parted and his hole was on display.  I couldn't look
away.  His hole clenched and released and clenched again.  I couldn't turn
back, I stroked in ernest, the fire of my lust fanned by the sight of
Josh's communicating hole.

Josh dove in and his glorious body disappeared into the pond.  My left hand
pulled my sack down tightening the skin of my swollen shaft.  My dick head
was fully engorged, precum seeping from my slit, heightening the pleasure
of my rhythmic friction.

I turned my back to the window so Josh wouldn't see what I was about to do,
and aimed my throbbing cock toward the center of the room.  I closed my
eyes and replayed the image of Josh's hole presenting itself to me.  I
reimagined the clenching and releasing over and over, his soft spot opening
and closing.  Teasing and inviting my stare.  I worked the skin of my shaft
up and down, wanting to splatter the ceiling fan eight feet above me with
my steaming load.

I had been alone and lonely for so long I really deserved an epic, geyser
of an ejaculation.  And I was sure that was exactly where I was headed.  I
could use the sight of Josh's amazing body to unlock deeply buried passions
and he would never know.  I could feel my prize coming, rising through my
body readying to work itself out.

I was fantasizing about my hungry tongue burrowing into Josh's musky ass
when I was aware of the floor creaking.  When I opened my eyes I stopped
stroking immediately.  Josh was standing in the living room dripping water
all over the floor.  He had a sly smile on his face and his fat shafted
cock was rising to attention.

I was caught.  Dick in hand.  I was speechless until Josh turned around and
squatted forward, again displaying his rosy hole.

"Oh fuck yes," I said as I started working my cock again.

Josh looked back at me.  "You like that ass?" he asked.

"Oh fuck yes," I said.

Josh turned, his 7 inch cock bobbed in front of him as he walked toward me.
"Show me how much you like my ass, Donny," Josh said.  Then he turned his
back to me again and squatted.  His strong hands reached back and pulled
his firm tanned buttocks apart revealing his throbbing pucker.

I dropped to my knees and reached for his ass cheeks.  They were firm and
warm.  I gripped as hard as I could.  Josh moaned, pushing his ass back
toward me.  I inhaled deeply along his taint feeling his fine blond hairs
ticking the tip of my nose and my lips.  Then I slowly breathed in the
aroma of his hole and blew a warm stream dead center.  Josh moaned longer
when I stuck my lonely tongue out and wiggled it shyly at his most
vulnerable spot.  His salty asshole clenched at the tip of my tongue.
Emboldened by overwhelming lust for Josh, I kissed his puckered offering,
licked it, sucked it with lusty abandon.

Josh's moaning intensified as I gave myself completely to his hole.  My
thumbs started working their way toward paradise when he stopped me by
pulling away. "Not yet," he said.  "I don't give that up to just anyone."

"What about that?"  I asked, indicating his hard oozing cock.

"Oh that," Josh said. "You can definitely have that."  He stepped toward me
and slapped his dick against my face.  I let him slap me again and again,
then I caught hold of it with my hand.  I stroked down his fat shaft until
my hand was buried in his kinky golden bush.

"Show me how much you love my dick," Josh said in a throaty whisper.

My lips parted slightly as I kissed the tip of his leaking cock head.  I
pulled back slowly watching the viscous strand now connecting us.  My lips
parted more as I engulfed the head of his dick locking down tight.  I
sucked the swollen head wanting to savor the tender flavor of his copious
pre-load.

Josh ran his hands through my short hair until they reached the back of my
head.  Then he pushed his cock further into my throat.  He left it there.
Then slowly drew it back to the glans before sliding it more forcefully
down my throat.  I was in Heaven.  My dick was throbbing.  I wouldn't allow
myself to touch it.  I had to give all my attention to the rod before me.
It had been so long since my throat had been filled with man meat I truly
wanted to take my time and savor every moment of his cock in my mouth.

Josh withdrew his dick from my mouth and rubbed my lips with his swollen
dick head.  I puckered up and slowly swept my lips along the broad
underside of his shaft.  I wanted to slide all the way to his hole but his
ballsack was clearly in the way.  I hefted one nut and slurped it into my
warm mouth.  I moaned, he moaned.  I rolled it around with my tongue before
pushing it out and slurping in the other nut. Josh moaned again.  I rolled
the second nut around in my mouth.  Then I opened my mouth as wide as I
could sucking both lucky nuts in at once.  Josh moaned louder and longer.

I slid an index finger lightly along this hairy taint searching for his
sweaty pucker.  Josh rebuffed my scouting finger and pulled his balls from
my mouth.  He took hold of my beefy forearms lifting me up while he himself
sank to his knees.

The night outside was sinking into darkness, the living room was already
dark.  The lights from the pond bathed our entwining bodies in a shimmering
glow.  His long nimble fingers caressed my aching hard shaft.  His angelic
lips kissed the pulsing head of my dick.  The tip of his tongue darted out
of his mouth and directly into my wide slit.  It was oozing and his tongue
was lapping it up.  Without warning my dick disappeared down Josh's throat.
He moaned and pressed himself further into me.  As if he couldn't get
enough.  He kept my shaft in his mouth until he started to gag and then he
pulled his mouth away.  "I love having my mouth full of cock."  He said
looking up at me.

"You look good with a cock in your mouth."  I said.

"So do you."  He said standing back up.  He leaned into me, gently offering
his soft lips to mine.  I accepted his tender kiss and returned the
affection with a bit more energy.  He accepted by lightly biting my lower
lip then sliding his slim tongue into my hot mouth.  My tongue sought out
the interloper and the two began to wrestle.  My greedy hands gripped Josh
by the hips and pulled him into me.  I wanted as much of his sweating young
skin pressed against mine as I could get.  My hands worked their way down
in order to grip his magnificent ass as firmly as I could.

Josh pulled his tongue out of my mouth and stuck it in my ear.  He snaked
it around while his nimble fingers played with my nipples.  When he spoke
his breath was hot and wet. "I want you to taste my load.  Now."  He
transferred his hands to my shoulders and pressed down.  With regret my
hands had to leave his ass and with deep carnal longing my mouth was full
of his young hard cock.

He started circling his hips while he fucked my face.  I accepted every
thrust willingly wantonly unashamedly glorifying the creation of man by
opening my throat to him.  I wanted him in my ass more than I had wanted
anyone.  Ever.  And I wanted it now.

Josh was circling his hips less and thrusting more.  Faster and deeper.  I
was loving it so much and needing it so deeply that I wanted to slow it all
down so I could linger in the truth of our union.  But Josh was starting to
moan.  I was going to get a mouth full and soon.  Before he came I slipped
one of my fingers in my ass.  I moaned when my sphincter was breached.
Josh moaned loudly and gripped the back of my head.  He raised himself up
on his toes and unloaded.  He stilled his cock while it spurt.  I could
feel it slathering the back of my mouth.

I swallowed with gratitude and swirled my tongue around when Josh withdrew
his cock.  He slapped his still hard rod against my nose leaving behind a
splattering of his cum.  He bent down and kissed the tip of my nose.  I
tweaked his nipples with my trembling fingers.  He got me to stand up and
turn around while he knelt down and buried his face between my ass cheeks.

"Oh my God." I moaned as his strong tongue worked on my hole.  I opened to
it's advances and puckered up to teasingly deny access.  I couldn't keep my
hands off my rock hard cock.  The knowledge that this amazingly beautiful
young muscular man was pillaging my hole with his tongue was too miraculous
to ignore.  I needed to spew and this was going to be a whooper of a load.

That's when I saw the headlights entering the orchard beyond the
pond. "Josh stop."  I hated saying it, but I had to. "Look."  I indicated
the growing light outside.

"Someone's coming," he said standing up.

"I was about to cum." I said, pulling him into the darkest corner of the
room.  The lights of Sam's truck swept quickly through the dark room and
were gone as he headed for the carport.  "Sam will be up here soon to put
groceries away," I said.

"Then give me your load now," Josh said, turning me toward him and dropping
to his knees.

He engulfed my cock and went to town on it.  He worked with one hand on my
shaft and the other massaging by loaded balls.  His mouth worked my fat
cock head with a solid rhythm until I was ready to blow.  With my trembling
fingers running through his long blond hair I could feel my first spurt
rising in my shaft.  When I ejaculated into Josh's mouth he moaned with
satisfaction as he gulped it down.  My second spurt seemed even more
intense than the first and I pumped more cream into Josh.  More and more
came with each succeeding spurt.  Josh couldn't swallow fast enough.  My
cum was dribbling down his chin.  His sleek tongue whipped out and lapped
it up.  He stood up and I pulled him to me to take back some of what was
mine.  He offered me his coated tongue and I accepted, cleaning myself off
his tongue and chin.

He tenderly pressed his lips to mine and I wanted to stand there forever in
the dark with him entwined in my arms.  We both saw Sam as he appears
beside the lighted pond.  I took his hand in mine and hurried with him out
the back door into the dark garden beyond.  I stopped when we were hidden
behind a young stand of clumping bamboo.  Light flooded out of the common
room below us.

I tenderly kissed him and then spoke quietly into his ear. "Don't think
that means you've got yourself a job.  You're still going to have to prove
yourself in order to stay here."

Josh kissed me.  "I'll prove myself to you in lots of ways," he said. "I
promise."

I led him through the dark garden until I could see his A-frame and I
pushed him toward it, watching him walk away from me hoping in the fragrant
tropical night that he would keep his promise.