Brandon was broke. He had lost his last restaurant gig after getting into a fist fight with one of the line chefs. He had called him a queer in front of customers after he urged him to hurry with the order he placed almost an hour ago. He wasn't really mad he was called a queer, even though he had never made it with another guy. He was angry the chef was giving him a hard time at work and he thought they were friends.
He was sitting in his studio apartment on his lap top scrolling Craigslist's jobs category. He seen one that asked for a house sitter for the upcoming weekend. They had a small dog that would need to let out a couple times a day and watering plants. He emailed to see if the job had been filled yet. He quickly got a response back saying no and the job offered $150 for two days and asked if he was ok with paypal or venmo. Brandon loved dogs and used to water his grandmother's plants when she was still alive so he accepted.
He was emailed the address, the phone number to the woman's house it belonged too, and instructions for watching the house. It wasn't too far from where he lived so it wouldn't be too bad of a bike ride.
The following Friday he got up early and rode his bike to the address. There was a key under the flower pot in the back of the house as the email mentioned and he let himself in through the back door. He was quickly met from a cute and friendly collie. The name tag read "Buster". He rubbed the dog's head and looked for the leash to take him outside.
He put the pink leash on the dog and took him to the backyard. Buster sniffed around the yard nonchalantly. Brandon looked around the yard. The house was two stories and seemed old but nice and charming. The yard was lined with trees, grass freshly cut, and a big vegetable garden over to the far right. He heard some rustling coming from a gathering of bushes on the left side of the yard. He thought it was an animal so he dismissed it.
He looked down at Buster to see if he had finished his business and was taken aback to see Buster staring at the place he had heard the noises coming from. He didn't want him to see whatever it was and take off so he took him inside. He came back out and found the pooper scooper to clean up. He heard the bush rattle again. Brandon was about 6 foot and on the slim side. He was Asian and very well put together. He had dark hair and eyes and pouty lips. He got a bit freaked out so he finished up and went inside. He feed the dog and went to the kitchen closet to fetch the water can. He started from the top of the house and worked his way down. This lady had a lot of plants Brandon noted, at least one in every room.
He was in her upstairs study watering the aloe plant when something caught his eye out the window. He could see into the neighbor's yard. They had a big pool and seats all around. What caught his eye was movement. He looked a little closer to see what it was and noticed two figures by the far side of the pool. Two men, one Hispanic and short but very muscular and a taller white male, older with salt and pepper hair but very tone. They were naked! Brandon couldn't believe his eyes. He thought to look away but couldn't help himself. He moved to the window at the opposite side of the room to get a better view. On his way he found a pair of binoculars. He grabbed them and stood close to the window.
He found the men again near the chairs this time. They both had wine glasses in their hand and seemed to be having a good time. They laughed and chatted for a bit before the smaller hispanic one put his glass down and sat next to the taller gentleman. He began to kiss him and touch his chest. Brandon had never seen two men kiss in real life. He never really watched a lot of porn and when he did he never really thought to. He noticed that his cock did jump a bit at the sight of it. He continued looking.
