Tyler was sure a slight when he came to work around my house..
🕑 Added 2022-06-18 00:52:17 +0000 UTC
Tyler was sure a slight when he came to work around my house and lawn in a tight wife beater and a pair of too short cut off jeans that showed off his large pecs and powerful, thick thighs. I was sure he was the talk of the neighborhood. As he worked outside and the heat of the day grew he started to peel off his clothes until he was down to just his blue briefs. I was sitting on my front porch slipping an ice tea enjoying the view as he cleared out the yard. Tyler had no care in the world that his bulging muscles were on full display. Sweat was dripping from handsome, masculine face down onto his large full pecs. His briefs were soaked as they clinged to his plump muscular ass. The chisel muscles flexed, as he pushed the wheelbarrow over to the trash heap and dumped the discarded weeds and yawning. Tyler stopped to wiped his forehead with his veiny forearm and then wheeled the wheelbarrow back over across the yard. He was working for me during the summer to pay for college. I was gladly helping him out with college while encouraging his newly formed exhibition trendities. Tyler had a beautiful body that needed to be shown off.
I lifted a cold glass of ice tea, “want to take a break?”
“Yes, sir,” he sat the wheelbarrow back down and walked over to the porch.
With every move he makes his muscles flexed, tensed, and bulged. While on the porch he took the cold tall glass of ice tea and lifted it to his mouth. I watched the muscles of his broad throat move as he gulped down the tea. His chisel muscles were flawless as he stood before me. The front of his briefs showed off the impressive cock that laid trapped under the tight underwear. He drank down the glass of tea in one take and sat the empty glass down. I then handed him his wifebeater and he used it to wipe his large, heavy pecs.
“You're doing a great job,” I said as I looked up at his god-like body standing before me.
“Thank you, sir,” Tyler tossed his shirt to a nearby chair.
Tyler’s brown eyes lowered to my crotch in my lite khakis. Despite just drinking a whole tall glass of tea, he had a thirsty look on his handsome face. His natural boyish and dumb face appeared ruggedly masculine with a week's worth of beard growth. I smiled at him and then unzipped my khakis pants, pulling out my thick hard cock. His throat muscles flexed as he swallowed hard, and obediently knelt before me. Tyler wrapped his right fist around my cock and took the fat cock head into his mouth. He then expertly began to worship it. Tyler swirled his tongue over my sensitive cock head and wrapped his lips around it. He pulled off and stroked it, while admiring my cock’s thickness. Tyler then worked each large ball, swirling each one in his mouth, before licking up the thick shaft and once again wrapping his lips around the cock head. I gripped his dark hair and pulled his head down onto my cock.
“Hi neighbor,” Mr. Withrow called from the other side of the fence.
I kept a firm grip on Tyler’s head keeping him out of sight, “how is it going?”
I am certain that my older neighbor Mr. Withrow couldn’t see Tyler on his knees in front of me.
“How that boy of yours doing,” Withrow yelled over the fence.
“Oh, he is doing a very good job,” I called back. My hands held a firm grip on Tyler’s head.
“Good. Where is he,” Mr. Withrow turned his head to look around the yard.
“Oh, I have him working on another project,” I laughed.
“Well, when you're done with him, send him my way. I have a few things he can do for me,” the older man then waved bye and headed into his house.
Tyler’s face was turning red as he tried to breathe. His large hands gripped my knees.
“Sure thing,” I waved back.
I then let go of Tyler’s head and the stud pulled off of my cock. He fell to his hands and knees trying to catch his breath. After he regained his breathing, I pulled Tyler to his feet and led the 6’2 stud inside. Once inside my house and in private, I turned to him and grabbed his large oversized pecs, squeezing them with both of my hands. My hands with their long fingers looked small in comparison to the huge slabs of beef that were his pectoral muscles. He opened his mouth to moan and I pushed my tongue into his mouth. My tongue quickly dominated his mouth while I twisted and pinched each firm nipple. Still playing with his nipples I pulled my tongue from his mouth and kissed down the thick cords of muscles of his neck down to the mountainous shoulders, and then down his large, smooth pecs. When I reached his left nipple, I flicked and swirled my tongue over the pointed, eraser shaped nub.
“Oh, mmm,” he closed his eyes and moaned.
Before he met me he never realized how sensitive his man tits were. I was surprised that any woman wouldn’t have already shown him, with how big his pecs were. Those huge pectoral muscles beg to be worshiped, used, and abused. As I licked and nibbled on one nipple and twisted the other between my fingers, Tyler was withering in heat. His cock was leaking pre-cum through his underwear, soaking them even more. I kissed across the plains and valley of his chest to work on the other nipple. Tyler never been with a man before and never realized how much he enjoyed being submissive until I taught him. He has always been the cocky alpha jock. Always fucking any woman he wanted but never really feeling satisfied until now.
“Please, fuck me, daddy,” the masculine muscle boy whispered. His voice in a low submissive tone,
I led him to the bedroom and pushed him face down on the bed. Tyler landed with a grunt as the bed bounced. He lifted his masculine hips as I pulled down his briefs revealing his white tone ass. His tan line was very distinctive between the golden tan of his upper body and powerful legs and the whiteness of his ass. I smiled down at it, admiring how perfectly shaped it was. I then gave the right cheek a hard slap that echoed through my bedroom. In return, he let out a deep groan. I then slapped the left cheek, causing him to moan louder. The ass was so firm and tight and each cheek bounced from each hard slap.
I then took him by his muscular long legs and flipped him over onto his back. He stared up at me with his dumb puppy dog eyes. His fat cock was rock hard, pointing straight in the air. Without being told what to do, he grabbed his ankles and lifted his knees up to his chest. He held his legs wide to reveal his tight smooth boy pussy. Before he came to work that morning, I instructed him to shave his hole smooth. We both knew his regular girlfriend would give him hell for shaving his ass and hole, but he did as he was told. I aimed my cock at his hole and grabbed his ankles. With a hard push, I penetrated his tight manpussy. He let out a loud deep grunt as he took my cock like a man. I pushed deeper and then pulled half way out before thrusting back into him. Each time I pull out, I felt his anal muscles flexing around my cock. I slammed back into hard. He has his head thrown back, and eyes closed, in ecstasy as he takes every pounding. All the while his cock remained rock hard, throbbing and leaking pre-cum, while pointed straight at his masculine face. I thrusted all the way into him and paused. I gripped his cock in my fist and stroked his cock. He moans got louder and louder until he couldn’t take anymore. Aching his back off the bed he came hard. His steam of cum flew in the air and landed on his face, barely missing his eyes. As he arched his back and shot his load, his tight anal muscles clamped down on my cock. I felt the muscles spasm around it, as his waves of pleasure coursed through him. His ass muscles were milking my cock. I groaned and came deep inside him. I kept cumming as his ass kept milking me. When I finally stopped cumming inside him, I pulled out. My cum overflowed from his ruined manpussy.
Once Tyler recovered, I sent him back outside to finish the yard work. The cum continued to leak from his hole, soaking his briefs even more. When he finished all the chores, he returned to the porch to gather his cut off jean shorts and his t-shirt. I had paid him the measly $50 that i had promised, when Mr. Withrow came walking up my sidewalk.
“Look like you did a great job,” slapping Tyler on broad shoulders. “Your services are definitely the talk of the neighborhood,” he laughed and winked at me. “Maybe we can pitch in and share his services,” Withrow laughed and slapped Tyler on his round bubble ass.
Tyler turned red as he looked at me and the older Mr. Withrow.
