Gay Erotic Stories

I had learned my lesson from last summer. My yard was too big and my life was too busy for me to cut the lawn as often as it needed to be done. Twice last year, it looked like an abandoned field. So, I put an ad in the college paper advertising for a student to cut my lawn every week. I had a few phone calls, but most just wanted to know the salary. Since it would only be a half-day job per week their interest waned. Then I got a call from Jason. He said that he was interested and wanted to stop by to see the property and to discuss the job. We agreed on a time. It was a warm April afternoon, when an older model car pulled into my driveway. Out stepped a young man with long, dark hair. He was dressed very neatly wearing a dress shirt and slacks. He was very handsome and looked incredibly sexy. On looks alone, I was ready to give him the job! He came to the door and was very polite as we began to talk about the job. He was a 21 year old college student who was just completing his junior year. He had a full-time job for the summer where he would work nights, so he was trying to pick up smaller jobs during the day to earn money for tuition for his senior year. I showed him around the property and explained that I had almost 2 acres of ground. I had a ride-on lawn mower that he was free to use. I expected the lawn to be mowed, trimmed, and the area to be kept clean. I wanted it done once a week. I didn't care when it was done just so it was done. As I showed him my lawn equipment, I was looking at his equipment. His slacks were tight enough to show that he had a firm butt, and a well-endowed package . I tried not to stare as we walked around the grounds. When we finished, I offered him a cold lemonade and we sat down on the patio in the rear of my home. He asked me if he could have access to the refrigerator for water or a cold drink. I told him that once I got to trust him, there would be no problem. He then asked me what I wanted him to wear. I was stunned for a minute. I asked what he meant. He told me that sometimes employers were strict about what he wore. Now he really had me wondering. What did he have in mind? He said that he wanted to get a good tan for the summer and would prefer to work shirtless most of the time. Was that a problem? There was a stirring in my crotch. Then, I decided to take the direct approach. I told him that as long as his body was worth displaying it would be OK. I told him to stand up and strip off his shirt. He smiled and did just what I asked. What a great body! He had a very handsome, smooth chest that had muscles in all of the right places. His pecs were almost sculptured and his nipples were large and red. I tried not to stare. He then asked if I liked what I saw. I murmured yes. He walked over to me and asked me to feel him." Go ahead, feel my muscles," he said. He flexed and I felt those muscles and even caressed his chest. "Great body", I said. "Listen, as far as I am concerned, I will make it a requirement that you only work bare-chested, if you want." His smile only broadened. Inside my pants, I could feel my dick getting bigger and bigger to the point where I couldn't hide it any longer. I excused myself and walked into the house. Jason followed me. I walked into my bedroom and Jason was right behind me. He put his hands on my shoulders and explained that he was very interested in working for me and with me. As I turned around, he held my head and began to kiss me. At that I threw my arms around his bare upper torso and began to feel the muscles in his back. We fell down on the bed where he proceeded to take my shirt and then my pants off. I helped his out of his pants. Soon, we lay next to each other in a naked embrace. He laid me down on the bed and began to kiss me down over my chest, stopping at both of my nipples to lick and even bite them slightly. Then, he moved down to my ever-hardening dick, where he kissed and caressed it ever so gently with his mouth that all I could do was groan my satisfaction. In no time at all, I was cumming into his face and then onto his chest. He rolled over and it was my turn. Before I started to devour this man, I took a long look at his beautiful body and his luscious penis--all 10 inches of it. This man was a Greek god. I didn't know where to start, but I knew that I had all-day to get there. His chest was solid, his nipples hard and tasty. When I got to his penis, I slid my mouth onto his unit and slowly made love to it. With my tongue caressing, every inch of it, he whispered his pleasure as I continued on. Quickly, he pulled my head off of him, just before an eruption that rivaled Mt. St. Helens occurred. He could only say, "I didn't want you to drown". As we laid there in each other's arms, I told him that he had the job, but he must not wear a shirt for the summer. I would have him go nude, but I didn't want to cause a traffic problem in front of my home. But I wanted to be home when he worked, so I could enjoy the view of his sweaty body glistening in the hot summer sun. What a summer it would be!