The Groundsman

1.

“Leave him alone” Dean demanded. The two bullies turned around to see him holding a garden fork. “If I catch you bullying him again or I hear you’ve been doing so, you’ll have this fork shoved deep up your arse. Understood?”

The two lads scarpered leaving a shaking black lad on the ground.

“Let’s clean you up” Dean said to the lad as he lifted him up and led him into the cottage that he occupied within the school grounds.

Dean had come from a strict Catholic family and his parents disapproved of his sexuality, telling him he was an abomination. He’d always been interested in gardening and had a magic touch when it came to plants. Wanting to leave home to get away from his homophobic parents, he applied for a job as trainee groundsman at this Catholic boarding school when he was sixteen. Coming from a Catholic family, he was immediately accepted but it meant he’d have to keep his sexuality hidden, When the Groundsman retired three years ago in his late sixties, Dean was offered his job. He was now twenty-two.

“What’s your name?”

“Pedro, sir.”

Dean smiled. “No need to call me sir. I’m just the Groundsman so call me Dean.

“Thank you for intervening” Pedro said

“You’re welcome. People of our persuasion need to look out for one another.”

Pedro looked at him. “Are you also …?”

“Yes, I’m gay like you. You are gay, aren’t you?”

“Yes, but I have to keep it secret.”

“Of course” Dean smiled. “As we well know, Catholics don’t approve of us” he laughed. “Do those bastards bully you much?”

Pedro nodded. “My colour doesn’t help either. I’m the only black student in the sixth form.”

Dean was aware that the school offered a sixth form option for seventeen to nineteen-year-olds with the aim of them going onto university.

“Slip off your shirt and I’ll clean off that mud. You’d better let me have your trousers as well. Can’t have you going back looking like this.”

Pedro didn’t hesitate and removed his white school shirt and grey trousers. Dean glanced at the lad’s boxer shorts and couldn’t help but notice the large package they hid.

“How old are you, Pedro” he asked as he soaked the garments in soapy water.

“Eighteen”

“Ah, so your final year.” He then noticed that Pedro had a grazed knee. “Once I’ve got these clean and, in the dryer, I’ll attend to that graze. It looks nasty.”

“Thank you. You’re very kind.”

“It’s no problem” Dean smiled and hugged the lad. As he did so, Pedro burst into tears and wrapped his arms around Dean. “It’s okay, you’re safe now.”

“I’m constantly being bullied” he wailed. “Either for being gay or my colour.”

Dean asked if it was always physical or verbal bullying as well.

“Both” Pedro replied. “They make monkey noises and tell me to go back where I came from and live in the trees as well as a range of gay slurs.”

Dean could imagine what he endured. He’d had the same when he was at school.

“I’m from Mauritius originally and was adopted by Catholic parents when I was three years old because my parents both died in an accident, so I was bullied because of my brown skin and also called fag, poof, queer. You have to let it ride over you and defend yourself. Bullies don’t expect people like us to fight back. What’s your origin?”

Pedro said he was born in the UK, but his parents were from Brazil. Dean sat beside him and held his hand. He was a sweet lad and found him enchanting. He bathed the graze with disinfectant to clean it but decided it didn’t need covering. As he did so he held Pedro’s upper leg, he sensed the big cock inside the boxer shorts growing in size.

The dryer had now stopped turning so he removed the items. “There we are, good as new” he smiled and watched Pedro get dressed. He also cleaned the black shoes which were muddy.

“Do you live here?”

“Yes. As you see, there’s this one room downstairs and a bedroom and bathroom up above. It’s small but cozy. If you want, you can come and visit me anytime but be discreet. We don’t want tongues wagging, do we” Dean laughed. “And if those bullies, or any others, bother you again, let me know and I’ll sort them out.”

“Thanks and thank you for everything” Pedro replied and gave Dean a kiss on the cheek. Dean patted his bottom and smiled. He’d made a new friend.

***

Dean had also become friendly with another student. His name was Matthew, also eighteen and in his final year. He’d found him in tears, sitting on the ground by the greenhouse.

“What’s the matter?”

Matthew looked up and Dean saw fear in the lad’s face. He gently lifted him and took him to his cottage nearby.

“Tell me. Why the tears?”

“He made me run naked around the football pitch in front of all the others.”

“Who did?”

“Mr Taylor, the sports teacher.”

“What did you do to deserve that?” Dean asked, now squatting beside him holding his hand.

“I missed two goals, but it wasn’t my fault. Another player intercepted the ball before I could get to it.”

Dean had seen Taylor make other pupils run stark naked around the pitch as a disciplinary measure, although he suspected he had other reasons for doing so. He also knew that he made the pupils swim naked in the swimming pool.

“I don’t mind being naked, but he made me do it in front of the others who laughed at me as I ran and called me names.”

“What names?”

“Queer, poof, that kind of thing.”

“How about a cup of tea?”

“Thanks. I’d like that. You’re very kind.”

“Would you like some rum in it to cheer you up?” Dean grinned.

Matthew’s face lit up and nodded enthusiastically. Alcohol was banned at school, although some boys managed to bring a bottle in every so often. Dean added a generous amount to the mug and sat down beside him.

“How’s that feel?” he asked after Matthew had taken several sips.

“Good. In fact, very good” he grinned. “You’re very nice.”

To his surprise, Matthew put a hand on Dean’s thigh, so he placed a hand on top to hold it there. Both felt a stirring between their legs.

“You’d better get back” Dean said when the mug was empty “but you’re welcome to visit me again when you feel the need” he smiled.

***

Two days later there was a knock on the door at 10 p.m. Dean answered it and found Matthew standing there. He was dressed in a T-shirt and running shorts.

“Can I come in? Nobody saw me leave or come here.” Dean invited him in and closed the door behind him. “I felt the need to see you again. You said I could.”

Dean smiled and put an arm around him. The lad was cold from the night air. They sat on the sofa in front of the fire and Matthew suddenly jumped onto his lap and kissed him on the lips.

“Are you sure about this?” Dean asked.

“Yes” Matthew replied and stripped off his T-shirt. Dean gazed at the beautiful smooth naked chest, causing his cock to stir. “Do you like my body?”

Dean smiled, careful how to respond. “You have a nice body” he replied.

“Would you like to see more?”

“Do you want to show me more?”

Matthew nodded and jumped off Dean’s lap. Within seconds he’d removed his shorts and was standing there stark naked. He was truly beautiful.

“Do I turn you on?” Matthew grinned.

“What makes you ask that?”

For a brief moment Matthew wondered if he’d misjudged the way Dean looked at him the other day. “I’m sorry” he spluttered. “I thought you were like me.”

“You mean, gay” Dean smiled.

“Yeah. I’m gay and I had a feeling you were too” he replied hesitantly. “I won’t tell anybody” he quickly added.

Dean stood up and put his hands around Matthew’s naked waist. “Just checking” he smiled. “You have a beautiful body, and yes, you do turn me on.”

Matthew gave a sigh of relief and buried his head onto Dean’s chest. “I’m so lonely. I don’t have any friends and others bully me because they know I’m gay. I just wanted someone who understands to hold me.”

Dean lifted the lad’s head and looked into his eyes. “It’s okay. I do understand and I’m happy to hold you.”

They pressed their bodies together and Dean felt a hard cock pressing against his.

“Could I see your chest?” Matthew whispered.

“If you want to” he replied. Matthew’s eyes lit up and immediately started unbuttoning Dean’s shirt. When it was fully undone, he slipped it off his shoulders and gently rubbed a hand over the naked flesh and played with his nipples. Dean did the same to him and he felt a shiver of excitement rush through his body. “Would you like to see more?”

Matthew gasped and nodded enthusiastically. He then watched Dean remove his jeans and then his briefs.

“Wow, you’re big” he gasped as he took hold of Dean’s stiff cock.

“You’re not so bad yourself” Dean chuckled, taking hold of Matthew’s erection.

“Can I suck it?” he asked. Dean nodded and watched him go onto his knees and wrap his fingers around the big, long shaft. He first licked the exposed head and gently massaged it before taking it into his mouth. He’d clearly done this before because he knew exactly how to excite a man. As he sucked, he looked up into Dean’s eyes and smiled.

After several minutes of sucking, he stopped. “Would you suck mine?”

Dean sat down on the sofa and told him to stand in front of him so he could take the organ into his mouth. Matthew placed his hands on Dean’s naked shoulders to balance himself and then felt the hot mouth envelop his stiff cock. He gasped and closed his eyes trying to imagine what it would feel like to be fucked by this gorgeous man. He watched his cock going in and out of Dean’s mouth and it felt so wonderful. Dean then stopped and told him to sit across his legs. Their erect cocks were now rubbing against one another. Dean took both into his hand and gently massaged them, looking into Matthew’s eyes as he did so.

“Mm. That feels so good” Matthew muttered. “Do you fuck?” he suddenly asked.

Dean stopped massaging and looked at him. “Why do you ask?”

“I’d like to be fucked by you” he replied.

“Have you ever taken a cock up your arse?” Dean grinned.

“Never, but I so want to. I’ve watched porn and it really turns me on. Would you? Would you fuck me?”

“Not today” Dean smiled.

“I’ll not tell anyone. It would be our secret, like this is. Besides, if my parents found out I was gay they’d disown me.”

Dean pulled his face towards his and kissed him. “You’re a sweet guy and I’d love to fuck you but not tonight. You’re supposed to be in your dorm, so you’d better get back before you’re missed.”

“I can come again, can’t I.”

“Yes, but make sure nobody sees you, otherwise we’ll both be in trouble.”

“I’ve got a free period tomorrow afternoon. I could come then. Nobody would miss me because we’re allowed to go to the local village on our free period.”

Dean agreed but told him to come to the greenhouse. “If anyone asks, tell them you’re interested in plants and want to ask me something.”

“Thanks. You’re a star” he grinned as he quickly dressed. Dean then showed him out the back way which led onto the path behind the dormitory. That entrance was hidden from view. As Matthew quickly made his way along the path, Dean stood outside for a few moments. He was still stark naked, and he loved the feel of the night air on his naked skin.

2.

Mid afternoon the following day, Matthew ran to the greenhouse wearing a T-shirt and running shorts. The thought of what was to come filled his body with joy as well as his cock. He found Dean working in the greenhouse and entered.

“Wow, it’s hot in here.”

“It’s a greenhouse. It’s supposed to be hot to propagate plants” Dean grinned. “Take off your T-shirt if you’re too hot. Just need to finish potting this plant.”

Matthew took the hint and removed his T-shirt having checked that nobody was about.

“Mm, that’s better” he grinned and moved up close behind Dean.

Dean smiled to himself wondering what he’d got himself into. He too was wearing shorts with nothing on underneath and pressed his butt against the hard cock pressing against him. Matthew grinned and pressed harder. Whilst Dean continued using both hands for potting the plant, he reached round and felt the hard cock straining to get out of Dean’s shorts. He’d dreamt of doing this all night and what would follow.

“Mm, I see you’re ready to fuck me” he giggled, squeezing the thick cock.

“But are you ready to take it up your arse?” Dean laughed.

“Only one way to find out” he replied, kissing the back of Dean’s neck.

With the potting complete, Dean turned round, pulled Matthew’s running shorts down and grabbed hold of his erection with one hand and reached round to feel the tight hole with the other. Matthew gasped.

“Think we’d better go inside” Dean grinned. Matthew hastily pulled his shorts up and followed Dean out of the greenhouse and into the cottage nearby via the back entrance, giggling as he went.

Having locked the door, he took the eighteen-year-old upstairs.

“Are you quite sure you want to do this?”

“Yes” Matthew replied.

“In that case, strip.”

Whilst he did so, Dean removed his shirt and shorts. He then gazed at the beautiful body in front of him. “Get on your knees and suck my cock.” Matthew did so, looking up into Dean’s eyes. Dean watched the hot mouth work its magic. After a few moments he lifted him onto the bed and placed him on his back. He grabbed the lube and lubricated his stiff cock. Matthew looked on mesmerised, not taking note that there wasn’t a condom in sight.

He watched Dean lift the legs over his chest, holding them with his hands as he guided the big head up to his exposed hole.

“Just relax and it won’t hurt.” He did and felt the head breach his arse.

“Ah” he cried out and then felt the shaft fill his arse. “Ah, fucking brilliant” he gasped. He then watched Dean’s naked buttocks move up and down as the cock pumped in and out. “Ah, fuck. It’s better than I ever imagined” he cried. Dean kept fucking until he’d shot his load. Once spent he relaxed and kissed the young lips.

“Okay?”

“Oh yes. More than okay. It was fucking beautiful. Thank you so much. I’m no longer a virgin” he grinned. He then watched Dean suck his cock until he’d shot his load. Without saying anything, Dean climbed off and got dressed. He also turned off the recording on his phone. He’d read of other cases where lads accused older guys of raping them, so wanted evidence that Matthew was a willing participant. Now dressed, they returned downstairs.

“Can I come again next week?” Matthew grinned.

“If you want to. You can fuck me if you like.”

***

It was 9.30 p.m. when Dean heard a gentle tapping on the back door. He instinctively knew it was Pedro because it was a timid tap. He’d also had a premonition that he’d come again that night. Why, he didn’t know but he’d seen him and his class doing physical exercises that afternoon with Mr Taylor. All the lads were stripped to the waist wearing running shorts.

Dean was in the process of redoing the white lines on the football pitch. As he pushed the lining machine, his eyes were fixed on the perfect example of half-naked teenage bodies. He’d done the lines on so many occasions that he was able to keep a straight line with his eyes closed. He wasn’t sure if Pedro saw him or not, but he hoped he did. He’d therefore prepared for a visit from him even though he didn’t know whether he was coming or not. He’d showered as usual after his day’s work but hadn’t got dressed. Instead, he’d only worn a bath robe.

He opened the door and smiled at his beautiful Pedro.

“Can I come in?” he asked timidly.

“Of course you can. You’re welcome anytime.” He pulled Pedro into his arms and kissed his cheek. Pedro wrapped his arms around Dean’s waist.

“I’ve been dreaming about coming back ever since we last met” Pedro whispered.

“Come on in and let’s have a look at you.”

Pedro smiled and Dean noticed tears of joy falling down his face. Dean slipped off his jacket and then his T-shirt. He wanted to feast his eyes on the gorgeous smooth black body. Pedro grinned, happy that someone admired him, and perhaps, even loved him. He stood in front of the log fire, feeling the warmth on his back, whilst Dean feasted his eyes on him.

“You’re so beautiful.”

Pedro smiled his appreciation. “Shall I take these off?”

Dean nodded and watched him remove his trousers. “Wow, no boxer shorts” he exclaimed. Pedro grinned and wrapped his naked body around Dean’s. He unfastened his robe and their naked bodies rubbed against each other.

“I’m so happy” Pedro whispered. “I’ve never been so happy. Thank you.”

Dean had tears of joy falling down his face. He too was very happy. He’d fallen in love with this wonderful guy. Okay, he knew there were four years between them, and he knew he’d fallen in love with a student where he worked, which if known by his employer, would cost him his job, but he didn’t care.

“Would you like a drink?”

“Yes please.”

“I mean a proper drink” Dean laughed.

“Great.”

He poured two glasses of wine from the bottle he’d opened earlier for his meal, and they sat down on the sofa side by side.

“So, any more trouble from those lads?”

“Nope. They avoid me now, although I know they’re mouthing things behind my back, but I don’t care.”

“That’s the spirit. Don’t give a fuck what others call you” Dean grinned and placed a hand on Pedro’s upper thigh. It caused a feeling of excitement shoot through his groin, so he placed his hand on Dean’s willing him to move it into his crotch where his cock was hardening. As if reading his mind, his hand slowly inched its way nearer until a warm hand was grasping his stiff cock. He reached into Dean’s crotch and felt his hard cock.

For several minutes they drank their wine saying nothing but still holding each other’s cock.

“What time must you be in the dorm?”

“They check we’re all in bed around 11.30.”

“Let’s go upstairs” Dean said and took his hand. They made their way naked to the bedroom where they got on the bed and kissed. It became passionate and cocks were demanding attention.

“Fuck me” Pedro pleaded.

“Are you sure?”

“Yes. I want to feel you inside me” he replied and turned over.

Dean lubricated his erection, moved his legs apart and knelt between them. He lined up his cock and gently pushed. It slipped in with ease and he was soon deep inside. Pedro uttered satisfied grunts as the big cock fucked him until it had deposited its load. Dean kissed the back of his neck and whispered, “You’re so perfect.” He’d wanted to say the ‘L’ word but didn’t want to frighten him off.

“Was that, okay?”

“Perfect” Pedro replied. He’d been fucked once before when he was sixteen, but the man concerned had forced himself on him. They returned downstairs and Pedro got dressed.

“I can come again, can’t I.”

“Of course but coming late at night is too dangerous. You might get caught” Dean replied.

Instead he suggested another way. Pedro agreed it was a great idea because it was based on fact. They kissed and Dean led him out the back door. He stood naked as he watched him disappear along the rear path. The night air felt warmer, so he ventured a few steps outside to feel the excitement of being stark naked in the dark. He knew nobody could see him, but even if they did, he didn’t care.

***

Dean was on his way to see the Deputy Head when he met Matthew.

“Hi, was on way to see you. I’ve been expelled.”

“Why?” Dean asked.

“Was caught drinking alcohol in the dorm. Some snitch told on me. My father says he’s no longer prepared to put up with my antics, so is packing me off to Edinburgh to live with my cousin. He says he can employ me as his assistant in his business.”

“How do you feel about that?”

“It’s great. My cousin is gay and enjoys me sucking his cock every time we meet, so I’m looking forward to it. Anything to get away from my miserable parents.”

“I assume your father isn’t aware of your cousin’s sexuality” Dean chuckled.

“Fuck, no. It’s a secret between us and will remain that way. Same as what we did. Just wanted to thank you for what you did, and the glorious fuck” he laughed.

Dean patted him in the shoulder and wished him well.

“Bye. Got to pack my things and make my way to Edinburgh” Matthew said and ran back the way he’d come looking happy. It reminded Dean of being disciplined for the same thing when he was at school. He and three other students had been caught drinking a bottle of Vodka behind the bike shed. He smiled to himself as he continued his way to see Mr Palmer, the Deputy Head.

“A sixth form pupil named Pedro Silva, has asked if he could spend time with me on a regular basis to learn about plants and general horticulture. I said I’d speak to you.”

“I think it’s a brilliant idea, especially for Pedro. He’s a loner and according to his teachers is not academic so is unlikely to make the grade for university. If horticulture is of interest to him, then why not, assuming you’re prepared to give him the time” Palmer replied.

“He’d assist me with my day-to-day chores and learn on the job, like I did” Dean replied. “He’s asked if he could use the time, he’d normally play football. I understand it isn’t one of his strongest skills” he added.

The Deputy Head laughed. “It certainly isn’t. I understand from Mr Taylor that Pedro keeps to the sidelines away from the action all the time.”

Dean smiled to himself. He’d been the same and hated football and cricket.

Palmer agreed to the request and said he’d inform Taylor that Pedro would no longer be attending the weekly football sessions with immediate effect. “This is very kind of you, Dean. It’s much appreciated. I suggest you inform the young man yourself if that’s okay.”

Dean agreed to do so but asked that the arrangement was not made widely known to avoid Pedro being bullied. “I understand he gets enough of that already due to the colour of his skin.”

Palmer nodded. He’d heard this before, but no complaint had been made.

“It would also be nice if he could join me for a meal after each session. We could discuss what he’d learnt that day. I used to do the same when I was a trainee and found it most useful” Dean added and waited for Palmer’s reaction.

“I don’t see why not, but are you sure? It would be during your personal time.”

“It’s not a problem for me. I’d enjoy the company and talking shop” Dean replied, doing his utmost to make it sound genuine despite knowing his ulterior motive. “I’ll make sure he leaves me no later than 9 p.m.”

“Excellent. I’ll inform his house master.”

Dean walked back to his cottage feeling elated. He’d arranged with Pedro that he’d come to see him that evening after the pupils had finished their evening meal. Soon after seven-thirty there was a timid tapping on the back door. Dean knew immediately who it was. He opened the door and Pedro walked in with a hopeful look on his face.

“Palmer has agreed, effective immediately” Dean beamed.

Pedro jumped in the air and wrapped his arms around him. “Thank you so much” he cried.

Dean kissed and hugged him. “I’ve asked him not to make it widely known but it’s bound to get out at some point, so if you get comments, just say you’ve decided to study horticulture and it’s no business of theirs. Oh, one other thing. Palmer has agreed that you can spend the evening with me up to 9 p.m. That’ll give us plenty of time to enjoy ourselves upstairs” he grinned.

“Brilliant, fucking brilliant” Pedro exclaimed. “No more creeping out late at night. How did you manage that?”

Dean told him and he laughed. “But to make it look legitimate, you’ll need to work with me as my assistant during the afternoon period.”

“Not a problem. I genuinely have an interest in plants and general horticulture and want to learn from you. I love you so much” he added and gave Dean another big hug.

Dean asked him if he’d tell his parents about the afternoon arrangement.

“No, they’re not interested in me. They never visit or make contact. Think I was a mistake in their minds.”

Dean felt sorry for him. His own parents had never shown much interest in him, much preferring his older sister, who hated him.

“You’d better get back. I’ll see you tomorrow afternoon, my love.”

Pedro walked back to the school building feeling so happy. He’d not only learn about something that interested him, but he’d be with the man he loved.

3.

Pedro was due to arrive for his first session and Dean was excited at the thought of them being together for a whole afternoon and evening without worrying that Pedro would get caught, or him for that matter. However, they still had be careful, so he made sure that the net curtains were fully closed and the lighting inside the naturally dark cottage was kept low.

He’d requisitioned from the school clothing store suitable attire for Pedro to wear whilst working with him. He laid out a pair of hard-wearing trousers, a blue shirt, a pair of working boots, a pair of gardening gloves, and a weatherproof jacket for him to wear in the cold and wet weather.

He now waited in anticipation wondering how this beautiful guy had captured his heart, and then of course, their was the wonderful sex. He heard him approaching so opened the back door. They grinned at one another as Pedro approached. Once inside the cottage, they embraced, the kiss becoming passionate.

“I can’t believe this is happening” Pedro grinned. “I’m with you instead of pretending to play fucking football.” Dean agreed and hugged him tight.

“We still need to be careful, especially when working near the school buildings.”

Pedro agreed and knew the risk they were taking.

“You need to wear these clothes, so strip off your school items.”

Pedro immediately kicked off his black shoes and removed his white shirt and grey trousers. He then stood in his boxer shorts and grinned at Dean.

“You’re so beautiful. I’m tempted to take you to bed right now and fuck that cute arse of yours” Dean said, hugging the Adonis and slipping a hand down the boxer shorts to feel the naked backside. Pedro’s cock immediately went hard at the thought of having his lover’s big cock inside him.

“You’d better get dressed before I strip naked” Dean grinned and watched him put on each item seductively. The eighteen-year-old knew exactly how to turn a guy on.

Having forced himself to move into working mode, he detailed what they’d be doing that afternoon. He then led Pedro to the kitchen garden where he grew a large proportion of the vegetables used by the school kitchen. He explained which vegetables were grown, what care they needed and what job they needed to do. They spent the next hour hoeing the soil to remove weeds to give light and air to the produce.

The next task was to plant some bedding plants that Dean had been propagating in the greenhouse. These were planted in the flower tubs at the front of the school building.

“On our best behaviour now” Dean grinned. Although that area wasn’t overlooked by pupils, staff could see them work.

With that complete, they returned to the greenhouse to do some tidying up.

“It’s hot in here” Pedro commented as he swept the floor.

Dean chuckled. “You can take your shirt off if you like. Nobody comes here.”

“I will if you will” he replied, hoping against hope that Dean would agree.

“Okay, you’re on” he laughed, and they removed their shirts. As they worked, they admired each other’s nakedness.

An hour later, Dean announced it was time to pack up. He worked an eight-hour day from 8 a.m. to 4 p.m six days a week with Sunday off, although even then he was occasionally called upon to carry out an emergency job.

As they made their way to the cottage, Pedro’s body was charged with excitement. His cock was also already hard. Dean led him upstairs where they stripped naked. “You can leave your work clothes here and I’ll wash them in readiness for next time” Dean told him. They then showered together and enjoyed the closeness of their naked bodies. The shower was situated over the bath, so there was little room to manoeuvre.

Once dried, Dean took the gorgeous black body into his arms, kissed the nipples and down the naked chest to the cock. Without saying anything, he then led him into the bedroom.

“Would you like me to fuck you?”

Pedro’s eyes lit up and his whole body shook with excitement, but somehow, he managed to say yes. This time, Dean went onto his back and told Pedro to ride his hard cock.

“Lubricate it for me first.”

Pedro grabbed the lube, squirted some into his hand and passed the beautiful organ through it. Once nicely lubricated, he hovered over it and slowly lowered his arse. He felt the big head push its way through and then slip into his arse. Once fully inside, he could feel Dean’s pubic hair touching his arse. He took a deep breath and proceeded to ride the organ up and down. He lost all sense of time but eventually, Dean’s body jerked, and he knew he was receiving his lovely load of cum.

When the ejaculation finished, he fully lowered his body with the cock still deep inside. It was the most wonderful thing he’d experienced. He bent forward and kissed Dean on the lips.

“Would you like to fuck me now?” Dean grinned.

Pedro had never fucked a guy before and wasn’t sure, but he eventually nodded, so they changed places and Dean rode his stiff cock until he’d deposited ribbons of cum into his arse.

“Time to prepare our meal” Dean grinned.

“Can I stay naked?”

“Sure, if you’d like to.”

“Will you too. I love looking at your stark-naked body. It’s so sexy” Pedro grinned.

With that agreed, they made their way downstairs and Pedro helped prepare the meal. They enjoyed working side by side in the small kitchen area, especially stark naked.

After they’d eaten and cleared away the dishes, they watched television for a while but soon got tired of that.

“How about watching some porn?” Dean grinned. Pedro agreed so the laptop was linked to the TV and naked guys fucking one another filled the screen.

At just before 9 p.m. Pedro got dressed into his school attire and kissed Dean goodbye. It had been the best day of his life. “See you on Saturday afternoon” he grinned. Saturday afternoon was always another football session.

He made his way back to his dormitory feeling happy but also sad that he’d not see Dean for another two and a half days.

***

For the remainder of the term, Pedro assisted Dean with his duties as Groundsman two afternoons a week. Two evenings a week they made love, and their relationship became stronger. Although other pupils eventually found out about his horticultural studies with Dean, nobody had a clue that Dean and Pedro were lovers.

The day before the beginning of the Easter holiday, when the pupils returned home to their family to spend Easter with them, Palmer, the Deputy Headmaster, asked Dean to see him urgently.

“I have a problem and I’m wondering if you could help me out, Dean. Pedro’s parents have just informed me that they’ve gone to Brazil to visit his father’s family.”

“Without Pedro?” Dean asked.

“So it seems. They’ve told the school that we’re to make alternative arrangements for him for the Easter period and they’ll reimburse the cost incurred. I can’t pack him off to a hotel on his own, so I’m at my wits end.”

“He could stay with me if that helped, if I borrowed a camp bed” Dean replied innocently.

Parker gave a big sigh of relief. “I was so hoping you’d suggest that. The lad clearly gets on well with you. Over the past few weeks he’s become much more confident in himself. Horticulture clearly suits him.”

“He’s a natural and has learnt a lot” Dean replied.

“And you’re quite sure you don’t mind having him stay with you for the duration. As you know the school will be closed, so apart from the caretaker, there’s nobody here.”

“He’s more than welcome. He’s an interesting lad. Besides, he’ll be company.”

“You’re a life saver. Thank you so much. I just don’t understand some parents.” Palmer replied and added that he’d arrange for a camp bed to be sent to the cottage. Dean thanked him and suggested he speak to Pedro to give him the news. “Thanks. That would be very helpful.”

The school secretary was asked to fetch Pedro from his class whilst Dean waited. When he arrived, and saw Dean waiting, he became worried.

“It’s okay” Dean smiled. “Let’s go outside.”

Pedro frowned but trusted him so accompanied him outside. Dean found a quiet spot where nobody could see them just in case he reacted too excitedly when he heard the news. He first told him about his parents, and he replied “What’s new. They don’t want me in the family.”

“So, it’s been agreed that you’re staying with me for the Easter holiday.”

Pedro’s face lit up with glee. “Fucking brilliant” he exclaimed and was about to hug Dean but then remembered where they were. Dean added that a camp bed was being provided for him to sleep on. Pedro grinned, knowing it wouldn’t be used.

“I’ll see you tomorrow morning. I’ve asked Mr Palmer to keep the arrangement confidential. We don’t want any gossip.” he grinned. “So if anyone asks where you’re spending Easter, just say relations because your parents are in Brazil.”

Pedro nodded. He was used to keeping secrets and telling white lies to cover his secret life with his lover. “Thank you. I love you so much” he whispered.

“Love you too” Dean mouthed.

***

Pedro arrived at the cottage immediately after breakfast. Nobody had questioned him about his plans for Easter, which was nothing unusual. He was a loner and was ignored by most pupils, except those who bullied him, but he ignored them now and walked away. If they tried to stop him, he fought back using the tactics that Dean had taught him.

As soon as he was inside the cottage, he removed his school clothes, glad to be out of them. He remained in his boxer shorts as they hugged and kissed.

“Two whole weeks to be with you” Pedro grinned. “And lots of sex” he laughed.

“You look so much happier” Dean replied. “It won’t all be holiday. I have jobs to do.”

“I don’t care. As long as I’m with you. I love you so much.”

They kissed again and felt each other’s hard cock. Pedro slipped off his boxer shorts to expose his erection.

“I propose we operate a no clothes policy at home for the next two weeks” he grinned and commenced undressing Dean. He didn’t object and let him continue. Once naked, Pedro sank to his knees and took the hard cock into his mouth. Dean just watched him. He was so happy to be with this gorgeous guy.

“Want you to fuck me” Pedro grinned and used a dining chair to rest his hands on as he bent over.

Dean lubricated his stiff cock and slipped it into the offered arse. It felt wonderful once fully inside. He thrust in and out until he’d climaxed before pulling out.

“Fucking wonderful” Pedro exclaimed. “I love being fucked by your cock.”

Dean smiled and made two coffees. When they’d sat down to drink them, he asked “Have you decided what you plan to do when you’ve finished school. It’s only twelve weeks after the Easter holiday.”

Pedro looked at him. He didn’t want to think about when he’d have to leave school and no longer be able to spend time with the guy he loved.

“I’m certainly not going to university. I don’t give a fuck what my father wants. He only wants me to go so he can show off to his mates because he never went.”

“So, what will you do?” Dean persisted.

“I love gardening and doing what you do. I’ll get a job as a gardener.”

Dean nodded. He’d guessed that would be his answer. He certainly had an aptitude for it. He then detailed his plan which included Pedro.

He gasped. “You mean we’d stay together, and I’d be your assistant?”

Dean nodded. “I’ve already set things in motion. I’ll be handing in my notice when the school reopens after Easter and I have a place where we can live, assuming you accept and want to continue working with me and living together as a couple.

“Yes, yes please” Pedro cried out and jumped onto Dean’s naked lap. “It’s perfect.”

Dean explained that his cousin had a house in London but was partially disabled so couldn’t use the upstairs.

“He’s also Mauritian and his name is Tomas, although he prefers to be called Tom. We grew up together and realised we were both gay by the time we were ten years old. He had an accident a year ago so now has limited mobility and uses an electric wheelchair when out and about, but stairs are difficult for him, so he lives downstairs and has left the upstairs vacant. He thought about renting it but decided he didn’t want to share the house with a stranger. When I said I was leaving here to move to London he offered me the upstairs which I’ll rent.”

“So we’ll live together” Pedro grinned.

“If that’s what you want.”

“Yes, one hundred percent.”

Dean kissed him. He’d so hoped he’d agree. “As usual, keep this confidential. We don’t want tongues wagging. When will you tell your parents?”

“I don’t see why I should. They didn’t have the decency to tell me they were going to Brazil without me.”

Dean recommended that he did tell them to avoid trouble, so Pedro said he’d write to them just before he left school and say he’d decided to go into horticulture and had found a gardening job but not say where. “I hate them and never want to see them again” he added.

Dean remembered feeling the same about his parents who he’d not seen or spoken to since leaving home.

They spent the two weeks having fun together, plus loads of sex, of course! On one of the days, Dean drove them into the nearest main town where he bought Pedro a set of new clothes for his new life. They even visited a pub for a drink, which was something Pedro had never done before because his father disapproved of alcohol so never visited a public house.

On other days they attended to things around the grounds such as weeding, cutting grass and white lining the football pitch. They also tended to plants in the greenhouse and Pedro learnt the names of each one and how they should be handled. For fun, he’d not worn his boxer shorts beneath his working trousers and on one day whilst in the greenhouse he slipped off his shirt.

“Perhaps I’ll take these off as well” he chuckled and commenced unfastening his trousers. Dean just laughed, expecting him to be wearing boxer shorts. “Bet you’ve never been stark bollock naked in here” he laughed. Dean had to admit he hadn’t. “Dare you to strip naked” Pedro teased.

“Okay, but I shall fuck you if I do” he laughed. So, he removed his clothes and bent the sexy Pedro over the potting bench and fucked him hard.

“Yeah, fucking brilliant. Let’s remain like this.”

Dean laughed and agreed, keeping an eye out for the caretaker just in case he appeared, although it was extremely unlikely because the guy was a lazy sod and spent most of his time watching football on a TV in a storeroom. When they’d finished their chores, Dean dared Pedro to walk back to the cottage stark naked. Pedro grinned, picked up his clothes and strutted off towards the cottage. Not wanting to be beaten, Dean did the same.

When the two weeks came to an end, he felt sad, but Dean reminded him they’d still see each other twice a week.

***

“I’ll be extremely sorry to see you leave” Palmer told Dean when he announced he’d be leaving at the end of term. “You’ve improved the standard of the grounds enormously since you’ve been here. May I ask where you’re going?”

“I’ve been offered a similar job on an estate in Cornwall. Thought it was time for a change. Since Pedro wants to work in horticulture, I’ve arranged that he can join me as my assistant since it’s a large estate, so we’ll be off together” he replied, hoping he sounded authentic.

“That’s excellent news. I’m sure he’ll do well. He’s blossomed so much since being under your     tutelage. I assume he’s told his parents.”

“He plans on telling them” Dean replied.

The end of term seemed to be ages away, but it eventually arrived. Dean had ensured that everything was in perfect order before he left. On the final day, he said goodbye to Palmer, stating that he and Pedro would be leaving early the next morning. He’d also arranged that he’d come to the cottage immediately after getting up and miss breakfast. Dean had prepared some cheese rolls to have on their way.

“Goodbye school uniform” Pedro said as he stripped it off his body. He also removed the school issue boxer shorts and got dressed into his new clothes that consisted of T-shirt and jeans. He’d opted to discard underwear having decided he liked the idea of being commando.

With everything packed into Dean’s van, including the gardening tools he’d bought for himself over the years, Dean closed the front door behind him and dropped the key through the letterbox knowing that the school secretary had the spare. He’d also cleaned the place from top to bottom and made sure the tool shed and the greenhouse was in perfect order.

“Ready for our new life, my love?”

“You bet” Pedro replied and gave him a kiss.

“Have either of your parents contacted you to discuss your homecoming?”

“No, not a word. I’ve emailed my father this morning.”

“I’m so sorry” Dean replied, patting him on the leg.

“Don’t be, they’re not worth it. Besides, I’m with you now” he said excitedly.

Dean smiled. He was as happy as Pedro. He’d never imagined he’d find a lover, but he had, and he was certain they’d be happy together.

4.

Whilst on their way to London, Pedro received a response from his father to his email which said. “Your choice. You’re on your own now.”

“Is that all he’s said?” Dean asked, appalled that a parent could treat their son like that.

“Yep, just one line. He can go fuck himself. I never want to see him again.”

***

When they arrived at Tom’s house in Holloway Road, Dean rang the bell to let him know they’d arrived and then used the door key that he’d given him years before in the event of an emergency. As they walked in, he was surprised to see that an internal door had been installed to form a small front lobby. A notice was fixed to the frosted glass saying, ‘Please remove your shoes and leave them here before entering.’

Dean chuckled. Tom had always been a stickler for shoes being removed to avoid dirtying the carpets.

On the journey down, Dean had explained to Pedro that Tom was a passionate nudist and never wore clothes at home. He frequently attended nudist conventions and any other events where nudists gathered.

“He’ll try and convert you too” Dean had told him, which he had a feeling wouldn’t be that difficult for Pedro because he seemed to love being naked whenever he could. Fortunately, Tom had installed a heat pump to keep the house warm.

“What job does he do?” Pedro had asked.

“He’s an accountant for a local financial services company that is owned by a twenty-five-year-old. Tom met Tyler at a nudist event and had offered him the job by the time they left. Tyler lives in Hampstead with Andrea, a twenty-six-year-old Italian, but they have an open relationship so frequently have sex with other guys, including Tom, and often together.”

“Wow sounds exciting” Pedro grinned.

“Are you open to having sex with other guys?”

Pedro thought for a moment. “I would if you were, and it didn’t affect our relationship.”

Dean smiled. It seemed his lover was not as innocent as he’d thought. “It’s likely that Tom will want to fuck you, so be prepared.”

“Would that bother you, provided we were together. I wouldn’t want to do it behind your back.”

Dean agreed. The more he got to know his lover, the more he respected him.

Having removed their shoes and placed them where indicated, Dean opened the glazed door.

“Hello, my gorgeous cousin” Tom exclaimed as he appeared naked from the living room at the back of the house with a walking stick in one hand. The two hugged and kissed for several moments as Pedro stood back and watched, the walking stick falling to the ground. He agreed with Dean’s assessment, Tom had a beautiful body and was very affectionate.

“And you must be the gorgeous Pedro who’s stolen my dear cousin’s heart. It’s lovely to meet you. Come and give me a hug.”

Pedro grinned and moved into Tom’s open arms. He hugged the naked body which was almost a replica of Dean’s.

“Are you a nudist by any chance? I do hope so. As you can see, I believe in showing off my body. We came into this world naked, so why hide it. That’s my motto.”

Pedro grinned and said he enjoyed being naked and picked up Tom’s walking stick for him.

“Excellent. I can see we’re going to get on well. He’s gorgeous. You, lucky sod” Tom directed at Dean. “Anyhow, dump your luggage here for a moment and come inside. I want to tell you about the changes I’ve had made upstairs. Not that I’ve seen the result, you’ll understand, but the builder kindly took photographs for me.”

Tom led them into the living room that spread across the back of the house with a dining area at one end and a separate kitchen off to one side. What had originally been the dining room had been converted into a bedroom with ensuite shower room.

“Drink?”

Without waiting for an answer he prepared three Screwdrivers making sure the ratio of vodka to orange juice was more than two thirds.

“Strip off, if you like” he grinned. “This is a nudist house.”

Dean and Pedro looked at one another. Dean knew his cousin would get them naked at some point so nodded to Pedro as he commenced removing his clothes, Pedro doing the same.

“Mm. As gorgeous as ever” Tom giggled as he patted Dean’s naked bum. “And so are you” he told Pedro, patting his. “I hope you two are not in a monogamous relationship” he grinned.

“No, provided we’re together” Dean replied as he sat down with his drink.

“Okay” Tom continued. The main bedroom upstairs remains the same, but it now includes an ensuite shower room in place of the original bathroom, which if you remember, Dean, was dire. The second bedroom is now a living room with dining area at one end, and the small third bedroom is now a kitchen. It’s functional if you want to be independent but I was hoping that we could eat main meals together most times.”

“Sounds good to me” Dean replied. He’d guessed this would be Tom’s plan. “I assume you still work mainly from home.”

Tom said he did. “The wonders of the Internet. Wherever you are you can access company servers. I visit the office about once a week and for special meetings.”

“How’s Tyler?”

“As beautiful as ever, as is the lovely Andrea” Tom grinned. “You must both meet them sometime. They’d love to meet you; and fuck your cute arses, of course” he laughed.

Dean smiled. His cousin was just the same, but he loved him.

After finishing their drinks, Dean suggested he and Pedro go and look at their new abode. Having toured what was now a flat, they were more than satisfied. They unpacked their bags, storing everything in its place and returned downstairs. Tom was busy in the kitchen preparing lunch. As he walked into the kitchen, he could see that he was struggling to stand for long.

“Sit down and I’ll finish off” he told his cousin.

“Thanks. This fucking back causes me so much pain when I’m standing or walking” he replied, sitting on the bar stool he’d purchased to aid him.

“Pedro and I can prepare the main meals. He enjoys cooking. You just stick to breakfast for yourself and snacks. We’ll be out all day, so will have our main meal in the evening if that’s okay with you.”

Tom agreed and took hold of Dean’s hand. “I’m so glad you’re living here now.”

Dean kissed and hugged him. He’d forgotten how close they’d been as kids.

“Pedro seems a lovely guy. You’re very lucky to have found him. How old is he?”

“Nineteen” Dean replied, remembering that Pedro had celebrated another birthday since first meeting him. Not that his parents acknowledged the fact, but he’d made sure it was memorable.

***

Dean’s new website advertising their gardening services was producing lots of customers. He’d named the company ‘DP Gardening Services’ which pleased Pedro since he wasn’t just an assistant.

The jobs varied from standard maintenance, which involved visiting once a week to cut the grass and keep flower beds looking good, to larger jobs. They currently had one in Finsbury Park for a guy named Luke. He was in his mid-thirties and had recently purchased the house from an elderly couple who’d let the garden become wild. Luke wanted them to cut back the overgrowing bushes and redesign it.

They’d already worked three days there when Luke walked up to them wearing a short tight-fitting pair of shorts which showed every muscle, and a short-sleeved shirt that was open down the front. Because of the hot weather, Dean and Pedro had discarded their shirts.

“Hi. You’re doing a magnificent job. Fancy a break for a cool drink?” Luke said, as he admired their naked chests and fluttered his eyelids at them.

Dean stopped what he was doing and looked at him. He immediately recognised that Luke was coming on to them. “Yeah, okay, thanks. Pedro, fancy a break for a cool drink?”

Pedro turned to see the other two and saw the smile on his boyfriend’s face.

“Excellent. Follow me guys” Luke grinned with another flutter of his eyes. Dean and Pedro followed him, noticing the swaggering butt as Luke walked.

At the entrance to the conservatory they removed their working boots and followed him inside where he invited them to sit down on one of the large sofas. He’d already prepared an ice-cold drink which included a high percentage of gin. He poured two large glasses and handed them to Dean and Pedro. He then poured another for himself and sat opposite them with his legs wide apart, placing a free hand on the roll of muscle in the crotch.

“So, how long have you guys worked together?”

“Quite a while. We’re a couple” Dean smiled, guessing why Luke had asked the question.

“Oh, how delightful. Two gorgeous looking queers working half-naked in my garden.”

“What about you? Do you have a partner?” Dean asked as he sipped his drink.

“Oh, yes, darling. We’ve been together for yonks. He’s away on business at present. All week. I’m sure he’s got a secret lover.”

“Does that bother you?” Dean asked, taking another sip of his drink.

“Not really, darling. We’ve had a good time together and still love one another, but after a while you need variety, don’t you think?”

“Yeah, you do” Dean grinned. “We decided from an early stage that we were willing to play around with others provided we did it together.”

Luke’s eyes lit up. “Wow, that’s brilliant. You’re both gorgeous. Fancy a tumble?”

Dean and Pedro smiled at one another. “Yeah, who not” Pedro replied.

“Wonderful” Luke replied excitedly and immediately removed his shorts to expose his stiff cock. The other two removed their trousers and underwear. “Oh, my. You are both truly gorgeous. I love those cocks” he enthused and went down onto his knees to suck both.

After giving each a good long suck to make them rock hard, he bent over a chair and offered his arse, saying “Fuck me with those gorgeous naked cocks.”

Pedro inserted his cock first, having lubricated it with the lube he’d seen on the table nearby. Luke crooned with delight. He loved having his arse fucked. Not wanting to cum just yet, Pedro pulled out and Dean stuffed his arse in. He pumped hard which caused Luke to yell with delight.

“I want to take both of them together” he suddenly announced, so Dean pulled out and told him to lay on his back on the floor with his legs over his chest. Whilst Dean bent over Luke, he shoved his hard cock back inside. Pedro then inserted his stiff cock and began pumping. “Ah, yeah. Fucking brilliant” Luke cried. Dean could feel his lover’s cock rubbing against his and he knew it wouldn’t be long before both shot their load. Ten minutes later, that’s what happened, and Luke’s arse was filled with two lots of creamy cum.

“That’s what I call good business” Dean laughed as they made their way home. “Paid for our gardening skills and having sex with the customer.”

“Did you charge our hourly rate for that as well?” Pedro exclaimed.

“Of course. We were using good gardening time” Dean laughed. “Perhaps I should amend the website and say customer satisfaction guaranteed including sex.”

They finished the garden three days later but at the end of each day, Luke wanted them to fuck him. They were then employed to maintain the garden, so attended once a week. Luke made sure that his partner was at work, so he could be fucked by them after they’d finished their work.

Their next major job was for Julian who was twenty-nine and married to a high-level female executive. He lived in Hampstead, was a closet gay and very much under her control. He was also an artist but wasn’t good enough to make any money from it.

The job involved taking up an existing patio and using the same paving slabs for a new one which meant pressure washing each slab. The customer also wanted a fishpond which meant digging out the hole, lining it with a waterproof membrane and placing rocks in strategic positions for the fish to live under when breeding.

By the third day, they’d removed the slabs and prepared the ground for the new patio. They now had the task of pressure washing the paving slabs. Dean and Pedro had already removed their shirts because of the heat. Whilst Pedro attempted to use the pressure wash, he lost control of it and soaked his trousers.

“Fuck” Pedro yelled, his trousers now soaking wet.

“Thanks for that” Dean laughed, having also been caught by the out-of-control pressure hose.

“I’m soaking wet” Pedro complained.

“Perhaps you should take them off and work in your underpants” Dean laughed.

Hearing the commotion, Julian appeared. “Oh dear. Do you want a towel?”

“That and a dryer to dry his trousers off” Dean laughed.

“Come inside. You’ve both earned a cup of tea.”

The other two thanked him and followed him to the kitchen door where they removed their boots before entering.

“Here’s a towel” Julian smiled. “Would you like to use the cloakroom?”

Dean laughed. “Don’t worry, he’s used to stripping off in front of others, as am I.”

Julian’s eyes lit up. “Would you guys be willing to pose for me? I’d love to draw both of you. I’ll pay you and if you’re prepared to pose in the nude, I’ll double your hourly rate.”

“Great. We’d love to” Dean replied, knowing that Pedro would agree.

“Brilliant. I’ll make the tea whilst you dry off and then go to my studio upstairs.”

Dean and Pedro immediately stripped naked and dried themselves with Julian attempting to make three cups of tea whilst watching them. He could already feel his cock going hard.

“Wow. You’re both beautiful” he gasped as he gazed upon the two naked guys standing in the kitchen. He grabbed the wet trousers and underwear and hastily put them into the dryer. He gave them their tea and led them up to one of the bedrooms that he used as a studio. The room was littered with drawings and painting of male nudes, some stuck to the walls, others lying on the floor.

“You like drawing naked men” Dean grinned.

“It’s my passion, much to my wife’s disgust. She only married me because I was the boss’s son because she wanted to increase her status.”

“Why did you agree?” Pedro asked.

“My father doesn’t know I’m gay, so considered it a perfect match. Her family has status and he wanted to be part of it to aid the company’s progress.

“Does she know you’re gay?”

“She does now but not when we married. She lives her life and I mine.”

He then explained how he’d like the two guys to pose. He put a roll-up mattress on the floor and told Pedro to lay on his side facing him. He then told Dean to lie up close behind him with a bent knee so that he could see his cock as he looked down on them. “Get your cock hard” he told him, “and Pedro’s. Imagine you’re in bed about to have sex.”

Dean massaged Pedro’s tool and as usual is soon reacted which caused his to harden. Julian adjusted each one so he could see them as he sketched. To the surprise of the other two, he stripped naked, picked up his sketch pad and commenced sketching.

“I find it helps me sketch when I’m naked” he laughed. ‘And it keeps us hard’ Dean smiled to himself. “That pose is perfect. Don’t move.” Dean held Pedro’s cock as if frozen in time, keeping the swollen head in view. His own stood to attention also wanting to be captured in the sketch.

They remained like that for twenty minutes, at which time Julian said they could relax but to remain where they were. Dean casually played with his lover’s cock. After another ten minutes, Julian stopped drawing. “That’ll do for now. I’ll do the finishing touches later. You can get up now.”

The two stood up and stretched to relax their stiff muscles, apart from their cocks which remained hard.

“Can we see it?” Pedro asked. Julian nodded and held it up. “That’s brilliant. It captures the mood perfectly.”

Dean agreed and was intrigued how he’d sketched their faces without giving away their identification. Not that he was bothered if it did.

“You guys make perfect models. Would you be willing to model naked at the art class I attend? The guy who runs it is always looking for volunteers. I’d pay you, of course.”

“Yeah, I don’t mind showing off my tackle to strangers. Count me in” Pedro replied and looked at Dean to see his reaction.

“Fine by me. You know our hourly rate.”

“Fucking brilliant. I’ll call him and let him know. The next class is on Wednesday. It’s held in a room above the The Flask in Hampstead Village and starts at 6.30 ending at 8. Afterwards we have a drink in the pub. There’s eight of us at present.”

Dean said they were free that night and asked him to confirm the arrangements by email.

“You guys have gorgeous bodies.” He wanted to be fucked by them but didn’t have the nerve to ask.

***

They were told to arrive just before the class started to meet the guy who ran the art class. He thanked them for agreeing to pose and indicated a screen in the corner behind which they could undress and remain until required. He used the first twenty-minutes of the class to talk about technique. He then announced that they had two male models who were going to pose naked for the class to draw. There was a general air of excitement, and he asked Dean and Pedro to come out from behind the screen.

The students had been split into two groups of four and were sitting in a semi-circle. When they saw the two naked guys stand before them, there was a silent gasp.

“They’re gorgeous” one guy whispered to his neighbour.

The two models were asked to stand with their backs to the artists with one leg slightly apart, one arm hanging down and the other bent touching their shoulder. The artists then commenced drawing.

Twenty minutes later, Dean and Pedro were told they could sit down whilst the tutor viewed each of the drawings. As he did so, he made comments and congratulated those who’d produced a good representation of the models.

The next pose was sitting facing the group with their legs apart in a relaxed pose to expose their tackle. “This is deliberately erotic, so capture that feeling” the students were told.

After another twenty minutes, the models had a rest whilst the results were viewed and commented upon. The final pose had them standing with one foot on the chair and slightly turned with their backs towards the artists, their bollocks hanging between their legs.

***

“Here’s what we agreed” Julian whispered, giving Dean an envelope as they sat drinking in the bar.

“Thanks. Does the tutor not know that you’re paying us?”

“No. He normally invites someone in the class to model, but nobody would do it.”

Dean chuckled. They’re prepared to sketch naked guys but not show off their own body. He finished his drink and was about to leave with Pedro when one of the class members approached them.

“Hi, I’m Oliver. Fancy joining me back at my place? I live a few doors down the road.”

Dean and Pedro looked at him and liked what they saw so agreed. They quietly slipped out of the pub without anyone noticing. Oliver was correct, he did live just a few doors along from the pub. The house had been built between two larger properties on a narrow piece of land that had once belonged to one of them. The front door opened directly onto the pavement and once inside they were met with a staircase to the upper floor and a narrow passage that led to a modern living room plus open-plan kitchen at the rear of the property.

“Let’s have a drink. You guys are gorgeous, and I loved sketching both of you” Oliver said as he poured three whiskies. Whilst they drank, leaning against the island counter that divided the kitchen from the living area, he started feeling their cocks inside their trousers. They were soon hard, and he gasped. “Fuck, you guys are big.”

“Fancy being fucked with these, do you” Dean grinned, putting his drink down and lifting Oliver’s T-shirt to play with his nipples. They kissed and it became intense. Pedro joined in and commenced unfastening Oliver’s trousers. Now sexually excited, the twenty-five-year-old Oliver slipped off his T-shirt and commenced removing Dean’s. Pedro removed Oliver’s trousers and briefs, so he was now naked, his stiff cock jumping with excitement. Within seconds all three were naked and ready for action.

Dean bent Oliver over the counter and pulled his butt cheeks apart to expose his hole.

“Lube is in the drawer” Oliver gasped. Pedro found it and lubricated Dean’s erection. With no mention of condoms, Dean slipped his cock into the arse and fucked hard, the slapping of his body against Oliver’s and the continuous grunts from Oliver heard with each deep thrust. Wanting to be part of the action, Pedro laid flat on the bench so that Oliver could suck his cock.

Although they never posed again for the art class, they did meet up with Oliver on occasions and enjoyed rampant sex.

***

Tyler frequently visited Tom for sex, but he also held sex parties to which he invited Dean and Pedro. They were wild affairs involving drugs and alcohol. Dean held back on the drugs apart from smoking pot, but Pedro imbibed to excess.

On one occasion he was so out of his head that he found himself shackled to a metal frame in Tyler’s sex room in the basement. His body was hung for all to enjoy. He was pissed on, fucked both ends at the same time and had butt plugs and large dildos stuffed up his arse. Dean kept an eye on him to make sure things didn’t get out of hand, but Pedro appeared to enjoy everything that was done to him.

After several hours of being fucked by everyone, Dean released him.

“Are you okay?”

“Yeah. Fucking brilliant.”

“Time to go home.” Dean helped him upstairs and got him dressed. He found Tom, who was sitting in his wheelchair just watching other guys fucking each other. “I’m taking Pedro home.”

“Good idea. This party has gone wild. I’ll join you.”

They found their jackets and made their exit having failed to find Tyler to say goodbye. Someone said he was in one of the bedrooms fucking four guys, so they decided to go.

“That was some crazy party” Tom giggled. “Didn’t know the majority of guys.”

Dean agreed and made a mental note not to attend another. Once home, Dean undressed Pedro and put him to bed to sleep off the drugs and alcohol he’d consumed. He returned downstairs to see if Tom needed anything.

“I’m starving” Tom said.

“I’ll make some scrambled eggs” Dean replied. Tom smiled and thanked him. He was so pleased that his cousin had moved in.

They ate and enjoyed a glass of wine. Dean then washed up the dishes and sat down beside Tom on the sofa.

“Thanks. You’re a real friend” Tom smiled and turned to give him a kiss on the lips. It became intense and both had hard-ons that needed attention. Without thinking, Dean stripped naked and helped Tom remove his clothes. Neither said anything as he lifted Tom onto his lap and fucked his arse. “That was beautiful. Far away better than a drug filled sex party” Tom smiled.

Dean kissed him before going down on Tom’s cock to suck it off to a satisfactory conclusion.

***

The three of them never again attended one of Tyler’s parties but Dean and Pedro enjoyed many threesomes with Tom. They also took him to gay bars and clubs, which they enjoyed immensely.

The gardening work kept pouring in and they made a comfortable living. They also provided some customers with an added service, for which they got paid!

Dean decided that their new life was far more enjoyable than being a Groundsman.

*****