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2010-11-19
DISCLAIMER: This is NOTa true story!
To start I am 18 about 5. 7 and I am lightly furred on my stomach, I have liked John for over a year now, John's not gay but I am.
One day John asked me to cut his lawn and I agreed as there was a new pair of shoes that I wanted to buy.
So I got my lawn mower and rode down the street to his house. Once I got there I asked him "what part of the yard to start on"?.
He said the backyard, come to think of it I did think that it was wierd to start on the back but I did what he asked
Once I started the sun came out and I took my shirt off at once I felt someone eyes on me, I thought nothing of it at first but
The feeling grew stronger and stronger. I turned and saw john staring out the glass door at the back of his house jacking off
I instantly grew hard. I felt some momentary surprise but I quickly got over it.
I went to him and I said one of your trees is growing rather quickly there it might need some water.
He looked at me and said can't I jack off without you thinking I am interesting in your sexy butt which is showing through
Those sweat-soaked shorts you've got on? I looked at him and said well I can't help but notice all these bushes that need some trimming, I put my hand on his engorged cock and said allow me. I took him into my mouth and started sucking
furiously, as soon as he got hard enough I stopped and turned around and offer my asshole
He pushed in and started to fuck me hard and fast I loved every bit of the pleasure and pain.
He pulled out and began to cum on my chest when he was finished I cam on my chest also
He licked up the cum and gave me a sloppy kiss, He said that I would have to mow his lawn more often
And I said I have to have the same pay, he said no problem.
We have been partners for two years now and I still love mowing the lawn. . . .
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