Moving To The Burbs

Part 4

Manscaping

The weather was getting warmer and I was spending more time outdoors.  The tidy landscaping that wowed me when I first saw the house was now looking a little sad.  I had taken the day off to wait for some new furniture to arrive and decided to spend some time cleaning the front plantings.  I had several pairs of worn nylon running shorts and an endless supply of jockstraps that served as my yard work outfit.  If it was a little cooler I'd wear a tank top or tee, but I preferred to wear as little as possible.   Most of the shorts were so worn, they were almost see through.

I was bent over, pulling what I hoped were weeds and not the remains of some expensive plants.  "Hi there!" a friendly voice said as he approached.  I looked back and four guys got out of the truck that was pulled up next to the curb and leaned against the side of it.  None had shirts on, three wore shorts and the other a pair of well worn fatigues.  They were all muscled and sweaty and looked like they were out of one of those "Sexy Landscapers" calendars.

"Hey!" I replied.

"I'm Davey.  I own the landscaping business that several of your neighbors use.   We used to do this house, before he moved" he said.

"Nice to meet you, Davey.  I'm Kevin.  You did a nice job, here.  I'm just learning how to do this stuff... and a lot of other things" I replied.

"Ah.. a new homeowner.  It can be overwhelming, that's why there's people like us.  We do some of the dirty work and you have more time to enjoy life" Davey said, his big toothy grin making him seem eager.  I really didn't want to start using a service to maintain my yard.   I'd already bought a lawnmower and got my parent's old string trimmer along with a few other things.  Some were borrowed and some were now permanently taking up space at my house instead of my parent's.

"Yeah...  I figured I'd try to do it all myself the first year and see how it goes.  If I did it for a living, I'd probably have muscles like you guys do" I replied.  I knew I probably just outed myself to him, but one of the neighbors had probably already told him I'm a cocksucking, greedy bottom.

"That's cool.  A lot of people do that.  We can fill in when you don't have time or are on vacation, so you don't need to make a full year commitment.  But if you do, we have some bonuses depending on what packages you choose" Davey explained.   He was a good, low pressure salesman. 

My throat was parched and I wasn't sure if it was from the heat or the sexual tension of talking to this cute landscaper with his crew watching us.   "I need to grab something to drink... do you want anything?" I asked.   

"Uh... sure" he replied, sounding a little confused.  

"Call your crew in.  I have a bunch of bottled water in the fridge.  I don't want to be rude" I said.  

I heard a whistle from Davey and the crew walked towards us.  They followed me into the house and I watched each one take their shoes or boots off outside before they came in.  I grabbed a half dozen bottles of water and passed them out, each guy politely thanking me.  "So... what are these packages?" I asked.

Davey smiled and said "It's mix and match.  All start with grass cutting and trimming.  Then you can add other services like tree and shrub manicuring, gutter cleaning, driveway and patio power washing, and three levels of flower bed maintenance.   There's points for each service.  If you get three points, that gives you the bronze bonus.  Four gets you silver, five is gold  and more than that is platinum.  The yard counts as two points, power washing, gutters and shrubs are a half point each."

I watched his crew talk quietly to themselves and they seemed to be horny, with several adjusting themselves.  "So... what are these bonuses?  A bird house?  A subscription to Gardening Monthly?" I asked.

"Oh, they're a lot more fun than anything like that... Though the bird house is a good idea since it might get more power washing customers...  Thanks!"  Davey said, pausing a moment.  His head nodded to the side and his crew backed into the living room.  He guided me out of the kitchen, taking my water bottle from me and setting it on the counter.   Davey was behind me with a hand on each shoulder.  I could feel his breath on my neck and he came closer until his head was right next to my left ear.   "This is a sample of a gold bonus.  You get a bonus once a month" he said while he pushed down on my shoulders. 

A few seconds later, I was on my knees and all four workers moved closer to me in an arc.  Shorts and pants dropped before my eyes and while one guy went commando, the other three wore bulging, stained jockstraps.  The skinny white guy stepped forward and pulled his quickly stiffening cock out the side of the pouch.  "I heard he's a great cocksucker" the guy said as he slapped his cock on my cheek.  My own cock was hard, filling out the pouch and looking for a way to escape.  I opened my mouth and took the long thin cock in.  The smell of sweat and testosterone filled the room and made me suck harder.   I could see the other three guys stroke their cocks while I sucked and a few minutes later felt Davey's hand slip inside my shorts and a finger spread the crack wider until it found my pulsing ring.

"Mmmm, that's one hungry pussy, guys.  It might need to get fed" Davey said before pushing his finger in.

The guy I was sucking was now plowing his cock into my mouth, holding my head with both hands.  "Doesn't gag either!  Fuck yeah!" he said pushing his cock down into my throat and holding me there a few seconds.  Davey's hands pulled my butt up while I sucked and I was soon standing in my living room, bent over sucking a landscaper's dick.  A quick tug had my worn shorts on the floor.  Years of practice had my left foot sliding out of my shorts, letting me spread my feet apart.  He spread my ass apart and spit in a few times before fingering the saliva into my hole.

The landscaper fucking my face hammered me a few seconds from tip to base before pulling out.   A second later my head was guided to another thicker and slightly darker cock.  My ass was suddenly empty, but it didn't remain like that for long.  The cock that had been in my mouth was now sliding into my hole.   I groaned around the dick in my mouth as the first guy's dick drove into my ass.  

I was in heaven, feeling a cock in each end and knowing that there were going to be a few more guys using me before they were done.  Slowly I loosened up and the guy fucking me pounded harder.  I could hear the guys talking about me, but when I'm being used like this I really don't care what they say unless it gets abusive.  But, the chances that would happen were slim, since this was a sales call.  The grunts from the guy fucking my ass got louder and I was trying to decide whether to milk the load out or let it come naturally.

It didn't matter since before I could decide I had a throbbing cock shoved deep inside me.  I heard several comments as I took the first load of the day, all approving of my sluttiness.   It had been years since I embraced my open sexual behavior and comments like I just got were re-affirming, not demeaning.  The load was big and when he pulled out, I felt some cum run down my balls.  The second guy was hurrying to get out of my mouth and into my ass. Number three, however, just casually dragged his slightly thicker cock over my face before pushing in.

Just as the second guy unloaded in my ass, there was a knock at the door.  I panicked.  It was probably the furniture delivery guys and here I was getting spit roasted in my living room.  I heard Davey confirm it by saying "Furniture dudes...  Oh fuck yeah!  I know 'em.  They're cool" before he opened the door.

"Hi.  We have a sofa and chair to deliver.  It's twenty five if we bring it inside or just tell us where to put it outside" the guy said.  

I couldn't really answer myself since I had a cock stuffed in my mouth and he was drilling my face just as hard as the guy in my ass was.  I heard Davey say "Uh the owner is a little pre-occupied right now..." and a moment later the delivery guy said "I think we can work a deal."   I really didn't care what was going on as long as the dicks in me kept pounding and my furniture got put somewhere.  I heard a whistle and some guys talking.  When the guy fucking my ass blew his load, I heard some commotion nearby and then the door shut.  

The cock in my mouth pulled out and the last of the four landscapers forced his really thick cock into my mouth.  Once again, the cock that had been in my mouth was shoving into my ass.  It might have been thick, but it slid in easily, helped by the two loads along with the two dicks and some fingers that had opened me up.  Since each cock got thicker, I assumed they had a well rehearsed order to use a bottom.

I heard some grunting as the furniture got moved around and Davey said "That looks good right there."  Two more guys came closer and I saw them drop their dark gray work pants, pull out their cocks and begin stroking.   The new smells were intoxicating and made my cock pop out of the top of my jockstrap.  The guy fucking my ass didn't last more than five minutes before he was adding a third load to my cunt.  Just as before, the guy in my mouth pulled out, I got another dick to suck and then the spit covered cock went into my ass.

My mouth knew the fourth landscaper was thick and my throat knew he was the longest yet, but now it was my ass's turn to experience it.  He made it most of the way in with one long push and a second thrust got the rest of it in.  "Fuck... that's one good hole" I heard from the guy bent over my back with his strong hands gripping my shoulders.   He stayed planted in me as I sucked on the new cock in my mouth.   The smells coming off the new guy's body were strong and I knew this guy had been working hard all day.  His hands held my head tight and he pushed in deeper, forcing the head of his cut cock into my throat.

Slowly, the cock started pulling out of my throat, along my tongue and past the lips.  I took a big lungful of air and felt him slowly drive back in.   The guy in my ass started to pump his cock and I was getting slowly drilled in both ends.  The guy in my throat didn't fuck very hard and I'm sure he was saving that for my ass.  At one point he just stopped and let the guy pounding my ass force his dick into my throat.

"Breed his ass" the guy in front of me said and that gave the guy behind me just enough encouragement.  Four thrusts later, I felt his cock throb inside me, filling me deeper than any of the other guys had.  Another swap and I had the first of the delivery guys in my ass.   He didn't last long and his co-worker got a short blowjob before sliding into my sloppy hole.  Davey was on his knees in front of me, licking over the set of cocks in front of him.  With just one cock in my body, I could concentrate on the guy fucking my ass.   A few well timed squeezes got the sixth load of the day into my greedy hole.

The delivery guys were zipping up and out the door first, commenting "God... I love delivering to this area."  It took a minute for me to stand up fully and I was clenching my ass trying to keep all the cum inside me.

The landscaping crew left next and Davey hung back a moment before he said "I left a brochure in your kitchen.  Think it over and let me know if you'd like more gold bonuses."