1.
“It don’t get no better than being back home just sittin around, drinkin a few beers, watchin baseball. After I come through them gates today and I seen you there waitn for me that’s when I knew everthing was gonna be alright.” George lifted up his Budweiser bottle toward Daniel for the dozen, his glassy eye’s resting back onto the oversized flat screen that was mounted high on Daniels living room wall just in time to catch the hitter for the opposing team to run a double.
“Shit that pitchers give em the whole spread!” His big, oversized shoulders hunkered over his lap as he lurched forward in frustration, clinching his fist and splashing a bit of beer on the carpet.
Daniel was glad for the company, but George was a hardened criminal that could go ape at any moment, and he knew it all to well. “Let’s settle down now, I know you been stuck in that place for the last three years, but my house is not a dive bar” George’s tension subsided, and he slowly turned his big cro-magnon head to Daniel to give him his best “Don’t fuck with me” glare. Daniel ready on the defensive stared back with as mean a look as the old, retired veteran could muster forcing George to break the brief standoff in a depraved “Gottcha” grin.
“Don’t act like you aint been letting this place go all to hell lately. Retired, eh?” He had a point as all visible surfaces were littered with empty beer bottles and stacks of mail and magazines. Daniel looked around and gave a chuckle “Well I had the lawn mowed just the other day.” Proudly lifting his beer and taking a long pull, one eye turning towards George waiting for his drunk ex con guest to inquire more about it.
“Well, it looks to me like it’s time to get it done again, and you should also hire a fuckin maid while you’re at it.” That grin was dangerous, he should have left him in back in lock-up. “You want somewhere to stay you’d best be helping out around here, besides the lawn boy hasn’t been calling me back here lately, probably because I had his little ass beggin for it, and I mean beggin. College boy too.” The stadium made an audible roar as the preferred team’s pitcher struck out a batter, George lifted his arms and then slapped his knee, and then draining the last of his beer reached his paw out to Daniel, his eyes still focused on the screen. “Got another one over there? Wait, did I hear you just say you did the lawn boy? Damn I can’t tell if you’re putting me on sometimes.” Daniel pulled out another dripping wet brew and handed it to him and then sat back haughtily with his arms behind his head. “I could call him up see what he’s doin? He lives right up the road; bet I could get him to come over and take care of the both of us.” He watched as the brute convict sat back into the couch and kicked his massive white bare feet onto the coffee table, his thin cloth pants much too small for his long legs revealed his massive calve muscles and leg tattoos, his t-shirt barley able to contain his bowling ball biceps.
“You telln me you had the neighbor boy that mows your lawn?” his expression of doubt giving way to another burst of anger directed back towards the game. He reached for his phone that was on the end table beside him and with one finger began slowly typing.
“I’m gonna text him see if he wants to stop by and get his money, he left so fast that I didn’t get a chance to pay him.” George sat back with his feet still up momentarily refrained, and then reached between his legs to dig around in the couch cushion for the blow that he had acquired from his old dealer on their way home from the pen. He pried the small baggie open and scooped some out from the end of a straw and sniffed. “I could use a slut Daniel.” He said, his grin was a mile wide, expectation in his eyes. Daniel looked up from his phone to check the score of the game he was barely watching, and then back over to George, responding stoically to hide his surprise while breaking into a childlike smile “He just text me back, says he’s comen over in a few.”
“You don’t say!” George sat up excitedly, placed his beer on the coffee table and pulled off his shirt in one swift motion, retrieved his beer and sat back assuredly, looking down at his chest and flexing his pecs “I hope you’re not teasing me Danny boy, you know how long I’ve been inside now.”
“Now you hold on, you’re gonna scare him away, he’s just barley legal and I had to work hard to get him to play. Had to Show him some porn and feed him a few beers” He reached over and took the bag from George and scooped out a snort as he spoke “He nearly ran off, but I could tell that he wanted it and he loved it too, damn I’m getting riled up just thinkin about it.”
Just then the doorbell rang like a siren rattling the men. Making celebratory eyes at eachother they smelled their pits and ran their fingers through their hair, and in George’s case his shaved head. Daniel headed for the front door while George watched anxiously from over the back of the sofa.
“What a nice surprise, I wasn’t sure if you were ever gonna coming back to see me. This here is George, he don’t bite I promise. George this here is Jesse, my new lawn care specialist.” Daniel said waltzing into the living room, still barefooted and in the same cut off jean shorts and tank top he had been wearing the last time he had entertained the young aspiring entrepreneur, and then there was George putting on his best friendly smile as their new guest blossoming face appeared behind Daniel from the hallway, his brunette hair professionally cut close around the sides, the long top part waving back to one side, his face as fresh as a daisy, standing a head length shorter than Daniel, and half his size.
“Oh, I didn’t know you had company, I can just get my money and..” he had on a black tank top and khaki short shorts that showed off his tan soft body and he stopped just inside the living room. “You are welcome to come in and have a beer with us. George is a good friend from way back. He don’t mind, do you George?” Daneil turned around and put his arm around the tender boy and guided him into the living room area, practically pushing him in to join them. “Come over and have some beer with us. You watch baseball?” George patted the cushion next to him while Daniel followed closely behind his dirty man hands on the luscious boys shoulders “It’s just a few beers, and maybe some good toot if you want?” Daniel gestured a thumbs up behind him “I just don’t know if I can stay long is all.” His frightened face looking down at the couch and then back over his shoulder at Daniel. The hot fresh young lawn care specialist apprehensively took a seat in the middle of the couch, while Daniel plopped down eagerly beside him. The distressed damsel’s eyes darted warily from side to side slowly realizing the predicament he had gotten himself in.
2.
It was another Saturday back in my hometown. I had been working with a friend of mine mowing lawns in the neighborhood since dawn, that whole day I was unable to clear the thoughts of Daniel, the hot redneck neighbor, out of my mind.
I kept thinking about how I’d likely have to go over there at some point and get the money he owed me for mowing his lawn the last time I was there, how I’d likely be invited inside, and how he’d likely try to get me drunk on shitty beer and try to have his way with me again.
The shower I had taken after finishing up for the day wasn’t helping. I cleaned myself up real good, and shaved all my sensual parts, if only to keep myself amused, while still holding onto the idea of some older male companionship, much older, and hot af too.
I had been lying on my mom’s couch comatose and on the brink of heading upstairs to my bedroom to fantasize some more about ole Daniel while I lubed up my stiffening cock and plugged my lonely aching hole, when I heard my phone ding.
“Can you come over tonight? I’ve got something for you.”
I re-read the text more than a few times coming out of my stupor figuring that I must have thought about it so much that he heard me.
When I opened my mom’s creaky front door, all of the time’s I had snuck out when I was younger came to mind, I had been living on my own and in college for the past year, and it quickly dawned on me that I really had nothing to worry about. I was a grown man now, going to do grown man things, and with a much older full-grown man, and my mom would probably kill me if she ever found out about it.
On the way I kept telling myself that I could just get my money and leave if it didn’t feel right, besides I was the hot commodity here, and I had all the power, or at least that’s what I thought.
I also thought about what I had been thinking about all day as I walked down the block in the cool summer air, around the corner and up to the dimly lit house where it had all happened just a few weeks ago. I gathered up my courage stepped up onto the porch and knocked.
After a few moments the large front door came flying open, and there he was, the hot roughneck stud of my dreams, his barrel showing under the same tank top and cut off Jean shorts that he’d been wearing the last time I had seen him. His muscular thighs and that grin still on his handsome rugged face gave me a jolt, and a rush of nervous lust came over me as I walked inside and he closed the door behind me.
I followed him down the hallway, staring at his ass with revitalized determination, knowing that I wasn’t going to be able to leave there without having an extra helping of dirty old man cock.
When I saw the big and beefy guy with a shaved head no shirt and tattoos all over his arms and chest sitting there on Daniels couch casually drinking his beer and watching a baseball game on Daniels big flat screen, I nearly jumped out of my skin. I froze and watched his big head turn and beamed at me with an ominous smile on his devilish face. “This here’s my good friend George. Don’t worry he don’t bite. He just looks that way. George this is Jesse.”
George had the look of killer all over him, and as he maintained eye contact with me he patted the cushion beside him. “Come on in and have a seat!” His deep voice commanding and gruff, and I felt Daniel directing me somewhat forcefully with his hands on my shoulders, to eventually sit down between them and have a beer. I took a shy glance over at George, noticing just how buff and tattooed he was, gulping and trying to relax and then turning my attention to Daniel to accept the cold bottle of beer he was offering me. Thirstily I took a long drink from the bottle and eased back in between them as they watched over me like two hungry wolves, my heart pounding, as I uncontrollably anticipated what might happen next.
3.
George was intimidating, and Daniel knew it, and he worked on keeping the screeming hot young twinks attention so that he didn’t run off in terror when he finally realized what they both wanted so desperately. “So you like baseball? Oh shit, that’s the game anyway, You want one George?” He extended his arm behind the jittery young man to hand George another beer. Newly out of prison and unable to help himself, the big oaf sat back and eyeballed the blossoming new addition to the party, pulling out a small baggie from under the couch cushion in front of him, and then scooping up a bit of white powdery snow from a short straw and offering it to the new object of his affection “You look like you could use a toot.” It was Daniel that was now nervous, but the cherubs cheeks flowered as he closed one nostril and gratefully took a sniff “Thanks.” Daniel relaxed and the young buck finally sat back, more mild now with his arms in his lap holding his beer with both hands, his legs crossed at his ankles as he wiped his nose and started to smile. “How’s that?” It was enough of an ice breaker that the twink looked over stary eyed at Georg’s big tattooed arms “You have some serious ink, are you in a biker gang or something?”
Daniel quickly interrupted “George has been locked up for the past three years, he just got out today.”
The look on the baby faced collegiate was priceless, and George responded with angry eyes that were directed towards Daniel. “Damn really?!” He said looking over at Daniel with a look of caution on his face. “It’s okay, I won’t bite.” George stared into his inquisitive eyes and then put his big tatood hand down on the boys soft bare leg and squeezed. Daniel quickly followed suit, sliding his hand onto the small of his skinny back and caressed him. “So you just thought you’d have me over to celebrate, is that it?” He looked over at Daniel and then back over at George and unfolded his legs, giving them both a slight smile like it was what he had been waiting for the whole time. In a meek voice he stared down at Georges large hand resting on his leg, took a deep breath and said “I’ve never been with two men at once before.”
George unflinching reached over and boldly pulled the ga ga eye’d twinks tank top up over his head, and the boys arms went up to allow it. He looked at Daniel in a daze as the giant convict stared at him like a snack, tossing his shirt aside and then moving in to rub his shoulders as Daniel yanked off of his jean shorts and provocatively scooted back on the couch while the heat kicked up to scorching as the lustful youth kicked off his shorts and allowed both of fully grown men to molest his naked voluptuous tight body, and witness his burning hot 6’’ erection.
George sat back and removed his loose pants and fondled his blinding white bulge that protruded heartily from under his dirty white underwear. the libidinous youthful college boy looked up at him in bewildered amazement, and then reached over to feel it with his shaking dainty left hand as Daniel perused his exquisite ass, rubbing his hand all over the small of his back and fingering his crack while he animalistically grunted and then reached out to squeeze on Daniels brick of cock.
“Daniel! I think I’m gonna need another bump” the starry eyed boy eked out after looking over at Daniel and seeing his now fully erect cock in his hand. The frantically horny young twink dizzily focused on the straw as George held it readied in front of him, he sniffed and then wiped his nose and turned to Daniel grabbing him by his hard thick cock to stroke it while George ran his oversized tatoo covered hand up and down the teens smooth thigh, taking a hold of his gorgeous ass and fingered his dripping wet tail.
“Go on suck that cock Jesse!” The fueled-up desire of his favorite new college boy tugging on his dip stick made him rock hard again, and he excitedly guided him by the back of his little head down into his lap as he laid back and awaited those warm supple lips to wrap around his wooden barrel of a cock and enthusiastically suck him off like he’d done the last time.
The boy mumbled in between slurps on Daniels thick juicy pole. “Mmmm! You like that? You like getting that big dirty cock sucked? Mm!” Daniel looked over his shoulder at the 6’ 250lb naked skinhead convict his eyes fixated on the boy’s young sweet ass, as he fondling his solid 9’’ ram rod, and impatiently waited for his turn, eventually reaching over to feel the hot sweet young slut buns that were waving around in front of him as the boy slobbered incessantly all over Daniels monster erection.
“Mmm Daniel, your friend is fucking hot!” The boy said eagerly as he looked over his shoulder and watched the muscular tattood criminal squeezing the base of his unbelievably colossal shaft as he groped and slid his fingers in between the boys wiggling butt cheeks. “You’re bad bad boy George!” he said breathlessly climbing up from Daniels lap and turning his attention over to the convicts imposing muscular body. “Oh my god you’re so fucking hot!” he said unable to contain his lust as he dived down onto Georges lap feeling his chest and stomach while taking ahold of his mammoth erection and licking it from the base to the tip. “Just don’t hurt me too much daddy, I have to walk home you know.” George grunted and held the back of his head while reaching over to diddle his warm wet hole again. Daniel was jerking off furiously watching how the hot little minx devoured Georges big long behemoth dick and let him play with his butthole, arching his back and begging for them to tag team his dirty ass. “Oh fuck, mmm, god damn he’s so fucking big!” overwhelmed, and breathless the boy sat back between the two and reached out with his ambitious hands to take both men’s vibrating erections at the same time. Wild eyed and feral he stood up and climbed up on the couch and laid over the back dropping to his knees and reaching his hand back to finger himself. Daniel retrieved the baby oil out of a drawer from the side table as George got up and stood there towering over the boys hot bare ass while holding his extremely large cock in his hand and moving in closer to take the first hit and run.
Daniel handed him the bottle and he drizzled the clear oil all over his hand and greased up his impressive cock and then squeezed out another handful and wiped all over the moaning boys eager backside. “Oh fuck George! Don’t hurt me! Please oh god! Oh god!” he chanted in a near frenzy as George grabbed him by the waist and pulled him onto his big hard dick. Daniel got up and walked around the back of the couch and fed the boy his thick pulsing erection to distract him from what George was about to do. Daniel knew that George would tear him apart, and he held his shoudlers down gently as George plowed into him slowly at first then rough and hard and relentless. The gagging and sucking of Daniels fat cock only slightly muffled the screams and cries that came out of him. A thunder clap came from outside mimicking how they all felt, as George torn into him and used his ass like a rag doll, and loud rain began to fall on the house.
“Fuck yeah take that big dick!” George uttered under his wheezing breath as he pulled the twinks tight young ass onto his criminally hardened ram rod as he stood there in front of the couch with his knees down on the edge of the cushions and bounced that taught young ass against his lap over and over again as the boy grunted and cried, still attempting to swallow Daniels big fat fucking redneck cock as he rocked back and forth and held onto it for dear life.
George exploded all over the flustered young guys back and the boy whipped aroundand sat in front of him and took his big killer cock to swallowed his excess juices “Damn this fucking guy! Whoa! that’s one hungry little slut! Fuck!” George managed to get his cock out of the boys grip after being fully satisfied.
Daniel came around and lifted him up and turned him around and had him resume his former position. “Oh fuck yeah daddy give me that dirty dick, you old pervert! Daddy loves to fuck his lawn boy, don’t he?!” the crazed young whore put his ass out in front of Daniel and gripped the back of the couch with both hands. “Make me your little lawn boy! Work me hard daddy!” Daniel grabbed him by his soft young hips and shoved his cock in, getting harder and harder as he slipped it deep inside of his slippery wet pink hole. George sat down on the couch next to them and watched getting out his bag and giving the boy a snort as he let ole Daniel buttfuck his ass. “Ooh yeah that’s good stuff! Oh fuck yeah!” Daniel got into a heated rhythm slamming his thick hard old man dick into the tight young hole. He started to seize up and the boy quickly turned and slid down the back of the couch in front of him and scooched forward to takehis whole cock into his mouth and swallow, sucking Daniels orgasm down like a demon succubus. “Jesus Christ! Oh Jesse! Oh God!” Daniel moaned as his semen was being guzzled by the exuberant slut. “Mmm fuck yeah! Mmm I like that! Oh!” The boy lied back and jerked himself off furiously for the men “Oh fuck You guys fuck so good! Those big old dirty cocks! Oh!” he shot his load onto his chest and stomach and then collapsed further back into the couch. George sat beside him watching with his dick in his hand getting hard again, as Daniel dropped down on into the couch other side of him in satisfied exhaustion.
After they had cleaned up the mess and put their cloths back on it was time for the tired twink to go, and he made it a point to give both men a kiss on the cheek. “You be carful out there Jesse” Daniel said in a fatherly tone as he walked him to the front door. “Yes daddy” he said effeminately “Bye George!” he called out and George called back from the living room in his deep booming voice. “Bye Jesse, hope you come back and see us again!” The boy walked out of the house with a big just been fucked smile on his face, and Daniel shook his head as he closed the door behind him.
4.
After I had made it home in the warm summertime drizzle I headed straight for the shower to washed away my guilt and shame, but it was nowhere to be found. I laid in bed that night thinking about what I had done, my dick steadily growing at the thought of having made a newly released hardened criminal and an old perverted rednecks fantasies come true. I wondered what they were thinking about at that moment, and I knew it was me and I came again knowing that I didn't have many more weeks until I would return to school in the fall and those two hot older men would eventually be begging me to pay them a final visit before I did.
The next day I was awoken to a text from Daniel it read "Need to get the lawn mowed again. Hope you can help." Maybe I was going to be paying them a visit much sooner than I originally thought. What a hot summer, I thought while smiling and rolling back over to fall back asleep having weird dreams of mowing lawns and pleasuring dirty old men.
