[GARDENER'S SON]
You open your eyes and welcome the morning. It is the second day back in your hometown after twenty years of living and studying overseas.
The place is both strange and familiar to you. While you have been born rich, the lavishes in your family mansion is far from the simple ways of living that you have had in the country you have spent your school years in.
"Oh my gawd. It's really him?!" you mutter to yourself as you peer through your bedroom window.
You look at a man at the front yard, cutting the dead branches from the trees that lined your grand family house.
You do not know this gardener. The one you saw was a kid must have been old by now. This one you are seeing is much younger and, based from the bare torso above his tight blue pants with suspenders, very muscular.
Although he looks like the old gardener. This must be Slag, the gardener's son you used to play with when you were still small.
You hatch a plan.
You wear your white briefs and start walking to the yard.
Your father sees you. "You look like a slutty homosexual."
You laugh at him. "Overseas made me a much wiser and sexier son. Deal with it Dad."
Then you go straight to the swimming pool to do your laps.
Just as you expected, Slog got into that part of the garden and continued cutting leaves.
You stop your swimming and called him out, "hey Slog!"
He smiles as he recognizes you, "hey Sir! It's been a long while!"
You get out of the water and walk to the gazebo. You ask him to follow you.
He looks at your body, "wow! You are totally ripped!"
"Look who's talking! We're both macho men now!" you reply.
You start catching up on each other's lives. You notice he has been looking at the visible penis line in your soaked see through brief. He also has a visible bulge in his blue pants.
You think, things have not changed at all.
"You single?" you finally ask him.
He nods, "yeah. How about you? Got a girlfriend?"
"No."
He smirks, "boyfriend?"
You laugh, "no." You step closer to him, "you seem to be liking what you're seeing?"
He does not answer. He licks his lips.
You groan, "remember... back in the day? We used to play with our cocks?"
"Yeah..."
You pull down your briefs and start jacking off.
His eyes are glued to your cock being played. He starts rubbing his own blue bulge.
You unhandle your dick. You take his hand and make him touch your penis.
He slightly rubs it.
"Ohhh shit... I missed this buddy..." you moan.
"I learned a few more things while you weren't around," Slog says as he kneels.
You gasp as the muscular masculine Slog puts your cock in his mouth and gives you an expert blowjob.
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