Alpha Encounters: MightyLee

Mighty Lee

I knew I was screwed the second I saw it.

I had just moved into my new house, just me and my cat, this past winter and was now landscaping for the very first time. It was the May long weekend and I’d ordered a bunch of topsoil to be delivered. I expected a collection of 20 pound bags or one of those enormous, vinyl fabric cubes. I did not expect the landscaping company to dump a huge pile of dirt at the end of my driveway! It totally prevented me from getting my car out and the weather report said that it was going to rain later. So if I didn’t move all this dirt, much of it would be washed away down the storm sewers.

I knew no one in town and my new neighbours, who I only sort of knew, weren’t even home. Then I remembered one of my friends saying how they’d used this app TaskBunny to find someone to help them do stuff around the house. I downloaded it and quickly posted a “Hail Mary” request, offering a generous amount to anyone who could help me with gardening for the rest of the day. I still had no hope, though. It was a long weekend. Everyone was either doing stuff in their own yards or off partying at a campsite by now. Then I got my second surprise of the day.

Before the request was up for even an hour, someone replied saying they could come right over. His name on the app was MightyLee. He had a lousy, blurry picture but a very good rating and what looked like a long history of using this app, so I accepted his bid, sent my address, and busied myself with getting the gardens ready to receive their soil as I waited for the cavalry to arrive.

My name is Kevin. I’m a forty-year-old database designer, but I don’t look a day over thirty, an illusion aided by the fact that, despite years of working out in a gym, I still had the body of a skinny teenager. At this point I just worked out to be healthy, having long ago accepted the fact that I was never going to transform myself into one of the muscle studs that I’d always lusted after, unlike my ex. We broke up a year ago after having been together for seven. Once we’d both landed well-paying jobs in Toronto, we decided to try and get fit together. He succeeded, I didn’t.

Before we broke up, Will had sculpted himself into an absolute adonis. Then, once he had a body to go with his good looks and impressive chequing account, I guess he figured he could do better than me. I spent six months beating myself up for thinking he loved me. Then I got this amazing work-from-home job and decided to buy a house in a smaller community. I was so over Toronto. Fergus, where I live now, is a town of about 20,000 people, that has everything I need: space, fresh air, and –I hoped– a smaller pool of less shallow men, once I was ready for them.

At about half past one in the afternoon, the cavalry arrived. This beat up, old pickup truck pulled over on the side of the street near my house and I watched this young guy climb down from the driver’s seat, smiling with a pair of dark sunglasses on, and marched right over to me.

“Kevin?” he said.

“Yeah, that’s me. You’re, uh... MightyLee, I take it?”

He laughed and said, “It’s just Lee. Nice to meet you.”

He held out his hand and we shook, his grip strong and calloused. He wore a pullover hooded sweatshirt with a faded Canadiens logo on it, dark brown cargo shorts, and work boots. Between his boots and the hem of his shorts his calves looked strong and broad, a few veins snaking up and down them. He had a thick head of spiky, black hair and what looked to be a very broad pair of shoulders. In the back of his pickup truck was a wheelbarrow, a toolbox, a lawnmower, and an assortment of other very helpful looking things that I didn’t have. In short, Lee was exactly what I needed.

“Thanks for coming,” I said. “I didn’t honestly think anyone would respond, given that it’s a long weekend and everything.”

“No problem, man,” he said. “Looks like they really screwed you here.”

He gestured toward the massive pile of dirt blocking my driveway.

“Yeah, no kidding.”

“You ready to get to work?” he said with a smile, stashing his sunglasses. The guy’s eyes were the clearest blue you could imagine. When the sunglasses were on I thought he was a good looking guy, but now that they were off I was beginning to wonder if TaskBunny recruited from modelling agencies. Lee had a chiselled jaw, perfect teeth, and clear skin that just glowed with health and vitality.

“Yeah, for sure. And thanks for bringing the wheelbarrow.”

“No problem. I’ll go get it.”

I watched as Lee jumped into the back of his pickup and unloaded the wheelbarrow along with a couple of garden spades. Once the wheelbarrow was on my boulevard he crossed his arms over his torso and in one fluid movement, which I swear happened in slow-motion, removed his sweatshirt, stowing it in the cab of his truck. My eyes sprung wide open. My jaw dropped. I swear my heart stopped for a few beats. Beneath that bulky sweatshirt he wore a sleeveless white athletic tee (a “beater”) that did practically nothing to disguise the muscular physique that it encased. Lee had a thick and powerful looking chest and back, his nipples clearly poking through the thin fabric, a sparse smattering of black fur between them. His shoulders and upper arms were collections of round, meaty globes and oblongs of muscle welded together under pale, smooth skin. The taper down to his waist was incredible and his abs were so defined that I didn’t need to imagine what they looked like under his shirt, they bulged through whenever he moved a certain way. He was an inch or two taller than me and I reckoned in his early twenties. He reached into the cab of his truck. Even though his shorts were baggy around the legs, his ass filled them out like two bowling balls sitting atop his legs. His shorts were cinched with a thick, leather belt, the waist obviously too large for him. Then Lee produced a beige baseball cap from his truck, slicked his hair back, and put it on with the brim facing backwards. He also pulled on a pair of leather gardening gloves. Then he grabbed the wheelbarrow and marched over to me with it.

“Let’s git ‘er done,” he said with a smile.

It was like having a team of guys help me. Inside of an hour we, mostly Lee, had moved that ton of topsoil to my garden beds. He even swept off my driveway. Then he moved his truck to where the dirt once was.

“Wow,” I said to him, panting. It was a workout for me just trying to keep up with him. “That went... a lot faster than I thought it would. You, uh... must do a lot of this sort of stuff.”

“Yeah,” he said, wiping his hands on his undershirt. That undershirt was now covered in dirt and clinging to him with sweat. His bulging arms and shoulders glistened with perspiration, also covered in a fine layer of topsoil. “I have my own landscaping company. It’s just me and bunch of my buddies, really, but it’s good money in the warm months. And I do a lot of work through that app, too.”

“Yeah, well... Thanks,” I said, pulling out my phone to complete our transaction. “I guess I’ll let you get on with your weekend now, then.”

“Oh, c’mon,” Lee said, cocking a smile at me. “For what you paid for that job I should do way more than just move some dirt. You can have me for the afternoon.”

“Really?”

“Yeah. There’s gotta be more stuff that you want to get done. And I don’t have any other plans.”

“Well... Okay. If you’re sure.”

“I’m sure, man,” he said slapping me on the shoulder.

First I got us some lemonade, then Lee proceeded to help me complete all the landscaping that I’d planned to do over the course of the next week. He mowed my lawn, pruned some tree branches and chopped them up. He even helped me plant a tree that I’d had delivered last week. When the two guys in the delivery van from the nursery plopped it in my yard, it was in a pot so big that I couldn’t move it. I figured I’d just have to plant it where it was, but Lee moved it by himself. I went to help him, but he just smiled at me and said,

“Don’t worry, dude. I got this.”

I watched him wrap his thick, muscular arms around that huge, plastic pot and grunt as he set his back and lifted with those long, powerful legs, walking slowly but confidently as he moved the tree next to the hole we’d dug and set it down. He knew exactly how to plant it, too, which I learned involved more than just plopping it in the ground. The guy’s strength and energy had me in a constant state of awe and, honestly, arousal. Just the smell coming off him when we worked side by side was enough to get my blood pumping down south. All afternoon I was nervous that I would sprout a full-on erection and have him notice, but thankfully I was able to control myself.

We talked as we’d worked. I told him about my job. Lee had gone to university for a year, but that was it. “I just didn’t like school,” he explained.

“I like... this,” Lee went on. “I like moving around and getting myself tired for the end of the day, helping people, making stuff, building things. Know what I mean?”

I knew what he meant. To a point, I could even relate. I never really liked school either, but for me it seemed the only way to go.

Five o’clock rolled around. Lee and I sat in my backyard in a couple of lounge chairs, under the shade of my big willow tree, sipping more lemonade and admiring our work. Lee had kicked his boots and socks off, lounging in his bare feet. My yard looked amazing. I couldn’t believe how much work we got done. My backyard is surrounded on all sides by this thick cedar hedge that was there when I moved in. Between that and the willow tree at the back it gets a lot of shade and is very private. On a quiet weekend like this I can almost convince myself that my neighbours don’t even exist. It’s like having a cottage in the middle of a mid-sized town and I find myself loving it –such an improvement on that life I left behind in Toronto.

“Wow,” I said. “I really can’t thank you enough, Lee. The yard looks amazing. I can’t believe how easy you made everything look. I’d say you earned well more than your pay, though.”

“Yeah, but I love doing this stuff. And like I said I had no other plans for the day.”

“Why not?” I asked. “I mean... don’t you have a girlfriend you wanna take camping or something?”

“Nah, no girl for me. Not since last fall, anyway.”

There it was. He was straight. Not that I had any doubts about it. Then he went on.

“I was seeing a guy back in February ‘n’ March and things were going pretty well until...”

“Until what?”

“Uh...”

Lee looked down into the grass.

“Sorry,” I said. “I didn’t mean to pry.”

“No, you didn’t. It’s just kinda embarrassing. He cheated on me.”

“He cheated on you!?”

I couldn’t believe it. Who in his right mind would land this stud and still not be satisfied?

“Yeah...” Lee went on, still looking a bit sheepish, his eyes wandering between me and the grass. “You know how it is, though, right?”

“Yeah,” I said. “Guys are fucked up.”

Lee laughed, his eyes dancing.

“Yeah...” he admitted. “They sure can be.”

I told him about Will and I.

“Dude, that’s fucked up,” he said, looking over at me, his eyebrows knitted in sympathy. “I’m sorry that happened to you.”

“Yeah, well... You know how it is, though, right?”

Lee smirked, recognizing that I was parroting him for five minutes earlier.

“Yeah,” he replied. “Guys are fucked up.”

“Yeah, they sure can be,” I said with a smile. We both laughed and clicked our lemonade glasses. Lee was such a nice guy. I had no illusions that this much younger stud would be into me, but nevertheless I wasn’t ready to be alone yet. I didn’t think he was either.

“Listen, Lee. I was going to barbecue some burgers and sausages for dinner. Do you... wanna join me? Celebrate the coming of summer a little bit?”

“Sure, man!” he said, his eyes lighting up. “I never turn down free food. It’d be nice if I could get cleaned up though.”

“Oh, you can shower if you want.”

“Nah,” he said, looking around my backyard. “I’d get your bathroom all dirty. I’ll just run the hose over myself out here if that’s cool.”

“Yeah sure.”

I immediately looked forward to seeing Lee with his shirt off in a few minutes, but he had other plans.
I watched Lee screw the shower attachment onto the garden hose, lock it into the on position, then stick it up on a fence post, just above eye-level. Then he turned on the faucet and instantly had a makeshift outdoor shower. He’d obviously done this many times before. Then he emptied the pockets of his shorts and pulled off his shirt. His muscular torso came into full view for the first time and it did not disappoint. That sparse patch of black fur between his pecs narrowed and ran all the way down a set of brick-like abdominal muscles. Then he tossed me a cocky look as he unbuckled his shorts. Before I knew what was happening, Lee stood buck naked not twenty feet in front of me on my backyard grass. My eyes widened, my mouth went dry, and all I could do was stare unblinkingly at what was happening. He proceeded to rinse and wring out his dirty clothes using the makeshift shower.

Lee’s legs were everything I imagined, two thickly muscled columns also decorated by that spare, black fur, now matted down with the water from the hose, but his butt was perfectly smooth. Up front Lee had a long, meaty uncut penis that hung heavy over a pair of testicles that looked three times the size of what I was packing. I’d never seen such an amazing specimen of masculinity before, in real life or anywhere else. I felt myself get warm and flushed. The blood pumped to my crotch and my cock inflated. More than that I felt a totally unfamiliar sensation in my back end; my ass was actually twitching! The pucker of it tingled and began to spontaneously open and close all on its own, as though begging to be filled and bred by the muscled hunk before my eyes. It took all my restraint not to start touching myself.

Once Lee had rinsed his clothes, wrung them out, and thrown them over the fence to dry, he began rubbing the cool water all over his body. He rinsed out his thick, sweaty mane of black hair, slicking it back against his skull. He raised each arm and rubbed inside his deep, furry armpits. He ran the water over his broad back, being sure to open his ass cheeks and let it cleanse him there, too. Then he grabbed his thick meaty dick with one hand and retracted his foreskin, grabbing the shower attachment with the other and started spraying his crotch and nether regions directly with the nozzle. He did the same down each leg then turned the nozzle off and sauntered back over toward me, dripping wet.

“Ahhhh!” he said as he flopped himself back down onto the lounge beside me. “That feels so much better.”

I felt hypnotized. I just starred over at him, watching beads of water glisten in the afternoon sunlight and run down his virile, muscular body onto the vinyl lounge chair and the grass below him. He lounged with one leg bent, one arm behind his head, as though purposefully showcasing his thick arms and the heavy set of equipment hanging between his legs. His cock had visibly swelled a little from his shower, too. Lee looked over at me with a smirk on his face.

“You alright, dude?”

“Uh...” I stammered. “Yeah, I just... uh... just... uh...”

“Yeah,” he said, a smile spreading across his face, “I can see what’s ‘just...uh’ going on over there.”

He nodded toward my crotch. My boner was now quite evident inside my blue jeans. I looked down and blushed.

“Don’t worry about it, man,” Lee said with a chuckle. “It’s not the first time a guy’s thrown some wood at me. Hell, it’s not the first time it’s happened today.”

“No?”

“Nah. I hit the gym early this morning and this other muscled up dude showering next to me had some trouble controlling himself.”

“Oh. Yeah?”

“Yeah. Impressive cock, too. He started stroking it right there in front of me. I should’ve gotten off with him. It’s been a while.”

At this point Lee’s other hand drifted toward his crotch and he started pulling gently on his swelling penis.

“As it is,” he continued. “I haven’t gotten off in almost three days.”

I watched as Lee’s cock inflated to the size of a tall beer can, but it was at least an inch or two longer than that by the time it reached its hardest. Thick veins pumped from his lower abdomen right up that meaty shaft. A big bead of juicy precum formed at the tip then fell onto his rock hard stomach. His balls gently rolled and bounced in his sack as he slowly stroked. Even they seemed to be getting bigger.

“What do you say, man?” Lee said, smirking at me. “I helped you out. Wanna help me out?”

In a heartbeat I was off my lounge chair and straddling his legs.

“Yes...” he breathed as he stretched out and put both hands behind his head, yielding full access to his godly body.

I wrapped both hands around the thick shaft of his cock, my lips around its bulging, spongy head, and started sucking.

“Mmmmm...” he purred, closing his eyes and resting his head back on his hands.

I sucked for all I was worth. His cock spewed ridiculous amounts of precum, and you’d better believe I was drooling like crazy over such a prime piece of meat, so things got slick and slippery quickly. Before I knew it I was able to swallow more than half of his length. And it was so hard! I had no idea a penis could even get that hard. Beneath the skin I would’ve sworn his cock had morphed into actual wood.

After several minutes of blowing this incredibly hot guy, I felt his hips roll beneath me, thrusting himself into my mouth a bit, despite all my weight sitting on his thighs. I looked up at Lee. He didn’t have his eyes closed any longer. His look of pleasurable relaxation had melted into one of pure sexual hunger.

“Get up,” he said.

I obeyed. His cock fell onto his stomach with a loud thud when I let go of it. I stood with my own penis rock hard inside my jeans. He sprung to his feet as well, slowing stroking his huge cock with one hand, a lusty grin creeping up one side of his face.

“Lose the clothes,” he commanded.

I got naked, not even caring if anyone came into the backyard and saw us.

Lee approached and kissed me, pressing our bodies together with his muscular arms. I stood on my toes as we kissed, feeling the hard, throbbing log of his penis press into the soft flesh of my stomach. Then he laid back down on the lounger and said,

“Sit on it.”

He held his cock up with one hand, the other behind his head, a sexy smile spread across his sculpted jawline.

“I... don’t know if I can,” I replied. It was the truth. I’d never taken a cock anywhere near that big before.

“Well, we won’t know unless you try.”

And I was determined to try. I straddled him, using my hands to spread my ass cheeks while Lee positioned his cock, still slick and leaking. I sat down slowly. I should have been thinking about using condoms, but the thought never entered my head. I wanted this stud’s seed inside me!

With a little pressure, the head of his cock made entry, my ass snapping tightly around once it was inside.

“Mmmmm... Yesssss...” Lee moaned. “Fuck, dude. You are so tight!”

I couldn’t imagine anyone, man or woman, who wouldn’t feel tight on that cock. But remarkably there was no pain. Lee leaked precum in such huge quantities that we didn’t need lube at all. In fact, it felt like the best lube ever. My ass got all warm and tingly as he continued pumping it into me. It took the better part of ten minutes, but I finally sat down, taking his whole cock into me.

“Unnnnnngh...” I moaned, throwing my head back when my ass made contact with his hips.

“Touchdown!” Lee said, smiling up at me. “Knew you could do it, buddy.”

Then he thrust his hips slightly, moving that amazing cock inside my body and I went electric. I gasped. My eyes popped open, my head came forward, and my penis spewed sperm all over him.

“Yeah...” he moaned as he continued thrusting and rolling his hips. “That’s it, man. Let it fly. Fuckin’ sexy as hell!”

I collapsed. My hands fell onto his meaty chest as he increased the strength of his thrusts, literally fucking the cum out of me. I’d never had such a spontaneous or powerful orgasm before. I hadn’t even touched myself and I was cumming like a geyser! My balls actually ached slightly by the end of it.

“Ohhhhh... fuck...” I said, looking into Lee’s smiling face as he bounced me up and down on his cock. “That was... amazing!”

“We’re no where near done yet, dude.”

He grabbed my ass firmly in his strong, calloused grip and said, “Hang on.”

Then, to my utter disbelief, he stood up! With my hands wrapped around his neck and my legs wrapped around his waist, Lee still had me impaled on his enormous cock and started raising and lowering me onto it with his hands! His biceps bulged like cannonballs as he fucked me like some weightless sex toy. Each time he lowered me, he would thrust his hips up to meet my ass and a deep, sexy grunt would come from the back of his throat. The expression on my face must’ve been a mixture of complete awe and transcendental bliss.

Being fucked in midair was more than I could take. After ten minutes or so I orgasmed again, my balls somehow managing to squeeze out another few drops of semen. My entire body vibrated with pleasure and I felt in genuine danger of passing out.

Then Lee got down on his knees and laid me back onto the grass of my backyard, his enormous cock still inside of me. He hooked my knees it to the crooks of his elbows and looked down at me.

“Time for big bro to bust his nut, little buddy.”

Then Lee took things into a totally new gear. Until a moment ago he’d been fucking me for my pleasure. Now he needed to cum! With all of his size and all of his strength he pounded into me, withdrawing almost the whole length of his huge cock each time. The moans and the slapping must’ve been totally audible and recognizable all across the neighbourhood, but I couldn’t have cared less. I felt like I was literally being fucked to heaven. And somehow I came yet again! I don’t think anything actually came out, but it felt amazing. And then...

“Ungh... Ungh... Ungh... Omigawd... UNGHHHHH!”

Lee roared and unloaded into me, flooding my insides with his seed. He came so powerfully I could actually feel each individual shot. I had no presence of mind to count, but I must’ve felt at least ten thick ropes of cum fly up into me. Then I genuinely did pass out for a few seconds.

His thrusting slowed as he worked his seed into me, burying it deep, but his cock hadn’t lost any rigidity. He released my legs, slowly withdrew himself, and sat on the grass with his back against my maple tree, panting like a champion sprinter and smiling from ear to ear. I half expected a waterfall of cum to gush from my ass, but surprisingly I closed up tight again right away. I sat up and looked over at Lee.

“I still got one more nut, dude,” he said as he leisurely stroked his cock. “Wanna swallow it?”

I was at his side in a flash and immediately began massaging his big testicles and playing with his nipples as he stroked.

“Awwwwwe... yeah, that’s it,” he said.

His stroking quickly got faster and harder until he said,

“OH! I’m close! Take it, dude.”

I latched my mouth onto the head of his cock just in time to feel cum blast the back of my throat with a truly supernatural amount of force. I tried to swallow all of it, but it just came too fast, half of it escaping my mouth and running down the shaft of his cock.

I felt his cock start to soften and released it from my mouth, gasping for air. Lee smiled down at me then pulled me up for a kiss. I lounged with my head on his heaving chest for a while as we both allowed our bodies to cool down. We were silent for a long time, basking in the afterglow of our bonding. Lee was the first to speak.

“Guess I’ll take that shower now.”

“Yeah. Me too.”

“But only if we take it together.”

We showered, then barbecued, and ate dinner together. Lee stayed until it started to get dark. I discovered that he wasn’t nearly as young as I thought. He was 29. He thought I was just a couple of years older than him. He seemed shocked when I told him I was 40. But he didn’t seem disappointed.

It was the first of many trips that Lee would make to my garden.

Thanks for reading! Reach out if you liked it. I love hearing from fans. Kisses!

Love,

Eric