Josh stood naked in his bedroom, which faced the front of the house. He stood in the window, which was waist high, so no one was seeing anything except his naked chest, if they bothered to look. He was the naked neighbour, after all, and they'd seen it all before. A pickup truck pulled into his driveway, laden with gardening tools, some plants and soil. He'd forgotten that the new gardener was coming today. They'd met, after a recommendation of a few of his neighbours, a week ago and discussed what was needed to get the garden into shape and had come to an agreement on scope of work and pricing. Josh had put it out of mind until he saw the truck pulling into his drive.
Kevin stepped out of the truck, he wore green cargo pants and a black tank top. He wore Blundstones on his feet, with either anklet or no socks as nothing showed above the boot top. As Josh stood naked in his room, he watched Kevin begin to unload his truck. Josh's hand trailed across his body to his cock, which began to rise as he fondled it. At that moment Kevin looked up and saw Josh, he waved and nodded. Then got to work. Josh wondered if Kevin could tell he was stroking, based on his arm placement.
They'd agreed that Kevin would lay new beds in the front to improve the curb appeal, which should take about a day, and then completely revamp the back yard, laying new beds and landscaping around the pool, as well new pots for the patio and flower boxes along the edge of the deck, expected to take about a week, depending on weather and other factors.
Josh stood in the window, casually stroking, Kevin looked up a few times, checking on his new employer. He could see the arm moving in that distinctive way and knew what Josh was likely doing. It kind of turned him on. He dropped several bags of topsoil and unloaded the plants he'd brought, picked up shovels and trowels and laid them out to work. He looked up at Josh, arm still moving slowly. He removed his ball cap, and slowly pulled the tank up and over his head. It was a hot day, and he was already sweaty. His chest hair glistened, with sweat and he wondered if Josh could see it.
Kevin stood about 5'10", darker skin pointing to a Latin or middle eastern background. He had a full head of hair which he wore in a mullet, not fashionable at all, but he liked it. His chest and arms were liberally sprinkled with fur, not dense exactly but not sparse either. His nipples stood sharply out from chest and his belly button was a deep canyon of mystery.
Above Kevin, Josh stood watching him strip off his shirt. Josh's cock was now rock hard, jumping with anticipation, especially as the tank lifted revealing the firm, flat stomach, the strong chest and the furry goodness. The hair sparkled in the sun, and he imagined the sweaty smell of the man. Josh was the same height as Kevin but leaner in form, more of a runner's body. His cock stood out proudly at seven inches as his hand slid slowly along it, encircling the cut exposed head. He was mostly hairless and what he did have was blond and fair. He stroked watching Kevin work, it was a huge turn on for him, seeing him bend, watching the muscles flex and lift as he dug, and worked the earth.
It was wasn't long before his load exploded across the lower part of the window and sill. He stood, breathing heavily, for a few more minutes then headed to the shower. He left his cum trailing down the window and he hoped that Kevin could see it. He stepped into his bathroom, started the shower, and got ready for his day.
In the front yard, Kevin had looked up as the first splat hit the window, he could see something hit but not really make out the details but, in his mind, he knew what it was. His own cock jumped to attention and the next few minutes were extremely uncomfortable for him. About 20 minutes later, Josh came out dressed for the office, a grey pin-striped suit, blue shirt, and steel blue tie. His blond hair gelled and styled was neck length. He opened the garage and waited, as Kevin had to move his truck to let Josh back out. There was a bar fridge in the garage and a Josh left the door open and encouraged Kevin to help himself. He also left Kevin a key, in case he needed to use the facilities, he explained that there was a powder room right off the garage. With that he drove off.
Kevin worked hard that day to ensure the work was complete, he cleaned and fertilized the beds, he laid the new plants he'd bought and by late afternoon everything was looking fresh. He just needed to mulch the beds and he'd be done. He'd had several litres of water during the hot day and found he needed to pee.
He let himself in and quickly found the powder room Josh had mentioned. He pushed the door to close it, but it didn't close all the way and he started to pee. His cock, about 4 inches soft and uncut, let lose a strong stream of yellow liquid into the toilet and while he peed. Kevin recalled seeing Josh in the window. He imagined the cock that must have been in Josh's hand and as he stood there, his cock hardened. He pulled the foreskin back and traced the sensitive crown, as precum formed on the tip. He tasted it. His cock stood solidly at six inches as he continued to stroke imagining Josh's cock.
At that moment, Josh arrived home. Kevin's truck still blocked the driveway, so he parked on the street for the moment and headed in through the garage. He stepped in and saw the powder room door sitting ajar. He could see movement and couldn't help himself, he peered through the opening and watched Kevin stroking his cock. Josh stood transfixed and he watched the muscular arm and strong hands pull and tug on the cock. The angle wasn't great, he could see some of the action but not all. His own cock began to harden. Kevin continued to stroke and moan as he drew nearer to his orgasm. Josh rubbed his cock through the grey suit pants, a visible wet spot formed there.
Kevin hit that point of no return and jets of cum spilled out of his cock dropping into the toilet. He tilted his back, and a deep, slow, sensual "ummmmm" came out of him. Josh came in his pants which soaked the front of his suit pants, he slipped out of the house and into the garage, then back to his car, he sped off, to a nearby mall, where he changed into some gym clothes he had in the car and then drove home again, where he found Kevin back out front, laying the mulch. He parked where'd he'd been a few minutes ago and waved at Kevin.
"Let me know when you're ready to go," he called, "and I'll move my car."
"Sure thing," Kevin called back.
Josh had stuffed his suit into the gym bag and he carried that into the house.
About an hour later, Kevin knocked at the garage side door and announced he was finished for the day. Josh decided not to mention catching Kevin at play and just moved his car, Kevin having packed up, got in and drove away, saying he'd be back tomorrow to start on the back. Josh loved the work that Kevin done out front and was looking forward to the final product in the backyard but more importantly hoping to get at Kevin's backside.
After Kevin left, he stripped off his clothes, lay on his bed and stroked out his third load of the day as he recalled Kevin stroking his cock in the powder room. Cum splashed across his hairless belly and he quickly licked it all up. He made dinner, watched some TV, and then headed to bed, and couldn't help but stroke out a fourth load, again thinking of Kevin. He lay in bed, cum covering his belly and wondered about Kevin. He traced his fingers through the cum on his belly, licked his fingers clean. His cock was spent but he couldn't stop thinking about Kevin, he had no idea if Kevin was gay or not but he'd love to find out.
The next day was Saturday, Josh was up and puttering around the house, naked as he usually was. He put some breakfast buns in the oven to heat and put on a pot of coffee, then headed out to the backyard, where he swam a few laps, for about 20 minutes, got out of the pool and dried off. He returned to the house, pulled the buns out of the oven then brought his breakfast and coffee out back, where he sat on the back patio with his coffee and a couple of buns and his phone, he surfed as he ate. He perused some adult sites, watched a couple of videos. His cock rose to full attention as the images flashed on his screen. He slowly started to stroke himself as he leaned back in his chair.
Kevin pulled into the drive, he got out of his truck and started to unload his tools and gear. He headed around the side of the house and while he wasn't trying to be quiet, Josh never noticed him, but Kevin noticed Josh. Leaning back in his chair, hard cock in his hand, fist pounding the hard shaft. Kevin stood transfixed at the edge of the house and just watched Josh jerk off. His own cock grew hard in his cargo shorts, but his hands were full of gear, which he could not put down without Josh hearing. He also didn't think he'd be able to retreat without Josh hearing, so he stood and watched, helpless and unable to touch himself, but he also didn't want Josh to stop so he stood quietly and watched.
Josh stroked his cock furiously, as he watched the latest video. Finally, he knew he was going to cum, he closed his eyes, tilted his head back and just let the orgasm wash over him. Cum exploded out of his cock head and splashed his belly, filling his belly button. He sat for a few minutes just basking in the feeling. He scooped up his load and slurped it off his fingers then stood and carried his breakfast remains back into the house. He never noticed Kevin standing at the side of the house, watching him. In his room, he showered and came out drying himself, as he walked to the windows facing the street, where he peered out and saw Kevin's truck. His cock twitched at the thought of the sexy man but as he'd just cum, he left it alone and headed down to the kitchen to refill his coffee. He didn't bother with clothes.
Kevin had watched Josh eat his load, his own cock was leaking heavily into his shorts, and even though he wore boxer briefs, the wet spot spread to the front of his shorts. Josh rose and headed inside. Kevin took the opportunity to place his gear down near where he'd work then return to his truck. He grabbed a pair of shorts out of his truck, sweatpants cut offs, and using his key he let himself in through the garage to the little powder room where he cleaned up his cock and changed into the new shorts. Commando, as he didn't have extra underwear with him. His cock hung loose but semi-hard and demanding attention. He tried to ignore it, as with the homeowner home, he didn't want to take any chances. Exiting the bathroom and looking to his left he could see Josh puttering, naked in the kitchen. He stepped back out to the garage before Josh saw him.
He worked hard that day, trying to keep his mind off Josh's cock. At lunch Josh came outside with some cold drinks and told Kevin to take a break. He had donned a skimpy pair of running shorts, which outlines his cock head perfectly, showing explicit VPL. The sweat-pant shorts that Kevin wore were stained with dirt and wet with sweat. His cock, too, was clearly outlined as the material stuck to it. He pulled out his lunch, a couple of sandwiches and said, "I hope you don't mind?"
"Not at all. Oh, and look, feel free to rinse off in the pool house," Josh pointed to the small cabana on the other side of the pool, "and have a dip in the pool, if it gets too hot. You're working hard and, in this heat, you need to cool off."
"Thanks, I may take you up on the shower, but I didn't bring a suit, so no swimming, I'll try to remember to bring one on Monday." Kevin replied.
