"Everyone's out," Hugh called from the back door.
Down below in the garden, Chris smiled to himself, and wiping the sweat from his forehead put the hoe he'd been using to clear the weeds from the garden down. Quickly, he paced up the steps at the side of the patio and crossed to the back door.
"About time," he smiled, pulling Hugh into a brief but passionate kiss. The blonde man returned his kiss with equal desire, breaking away after a second or two.
"Come inside, in case anyone sees," Hugh said, stepping into the kitchen beyond. Chris followed taking his dirty boots off first, before catching up with his employer's son.
Hugh turned to face him with a smile on his face, and Chris returned it, closing the gap between them and pulling him close. Their lips met again, lips wide and inviting as their tongues writhed in passionate kiss. They stood like that for moments, Hugh pushed up against to counter, their hands caressing each other, before Chris felt Hugh growing between them and couldn't hold back.
Dropping to his knees, he quickly pulled Hugh's shorts and boxers down, allowing his cock to spring free. Taking it in one hand, feeling it pulse and harden beneath his touch, he gently caressed it. Smiling up into Hugh's eyes he slowly took the tip into his mouth, tongue running gently over Hugh's slit, causing the other man to shudder with excitement.
Slowly, teasingly he took some of Hugh's length in, feeling his lips stretch to take as much as he could. Using his tongue to tease and tantalise, he slowly began sucking Hugh off, his head bobbing back and forth, letting the whole length exit his mouth, strands of saliva dripping from its length, before taking it all back in.
Hugh had his hands in Chris's hair now, slowly guiding his mouth further down the shaft, forcing him to gag slightly as the blonde man unconsciously pushed forward. Hugh had his eyes closed and head thrown back in silent pleasure as Chris continued, slowly speeding up, tongue lashing the cock as his lips caressed up and down its length.
Hugh was bucking his hips more urgently too, and Chris knew he was coming. With a final flourish, he felt Hugh tighten, and then a stream of warm goo filled his mouth. A second wave struck as Hugh was pulling his cock from Chris's mouth, causing it to drop out of Chris's lips and onto his chin. It was at this point a new voice spoke up.
"What the fuck is going on here?"
So engrossed had they both been they had not heard Jeff, Hugh's father, enter the house.
"Dad, erm, what are you doing here?" Hugh stammered, desperately pulling his shorts up to cover his crotch.
"Not that it matters, but I forgot some paperwork so came back to pick it up. Anyway, what the fuck are you doing? Actually, don't answer that, just get out of my sight, I'll deal with you later."
Hugh didn't say a word, but clearly terrified of his father, he did as he was told, casting a despairing glance at Chris, as if to apologise for leaving him there. A moment later Chris heard the front door slam.
Realising he was still on his knees, mouth dripping cum he started to get to his feet whilst simultaneously wiping the cum from his face.
"You'll stand when I tell you to, boy." Jeff snarled, and such was the intensity of it, Chris obeyed. Worried, he looked up at his employer, or ex-employer as he expected him to be soon, with worry in his eyes. He cast a stern figure, standing over Chris in his business attire, shirt, smart trousers and tie. Despite the situation, Chris found himself appraising Jeff for the first time. The older man clearly looked after himself, he still had a trim figure despite being nearly 50, and whilst not muscular, was well built.
"Now what shall I do with you?" Jeff asked in a calmer voice. "I really should get rid of you for this, but you do such a good job in the garden, and quality work is so hard to find."
