Author's note - This story includes non-consensual sex as well as a brief male to male encounter. The lead up to actual time stop events takes a while but it was necessary to set the right context. I plan to write several chapters so please comment to keep me motivated.
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I had just started college and came home after classes to grab a quick bite to eat before supper. My mom came into the kitchen and said, "Hi sweetie. How was school?"
"Pretty tough," I replied, "a lot harder than high school."
"I'm sure you'll do fine, just have to put in the time," she said.
"I hope so," I replied.
Changing the subject she said, "I got a call from Mr. Robinson across the street asking if you would be willing to help him with his lawn. He said it's been getting harder for him to do it at his age and he'd pay you which will certainly help with college expenses."
I said, "I can do that. I'll stop by and see him after supper."
'That's my good boy," my mom said, "I'm so proud of you."
'Thanks Mom. I'm going to go up to my room and study until dinner then I'll go talk to him."
I went up to my room but instead of studying I needed to relieve the stress of seeing hot young coeds all day long. The constant display of bouncing tits and asses left me perpetually hard so I dropped my pants, pulled up a porn site on my computer and started to stroke my cock. Ever since I saw the movie Cash Back I'd been obsessed with watching guys who could stop time then have their way with unsuspecting women. I found a clip where the guy went into a women's locker room, stopped time and fucked three different women who he lined up in a row and bent them over a bench. After only a few minutes I shot my load and was ready to hit the books.
Looking out my window at Mr. Robinson's place, I thought his yard wasn't very big at all and I figured it would only take me 30 minutes or so. He was always very nice to me, none of that grumpy old man stuff, so it made me feel good to know I'd be helping him out. I continued studying for the next two hours when my mom called me down for supper. She and my dad had divorced last year so it was just she and I but she still made me great dinners. Tonight it was a roast with mashed potatoes and gravy and I made short work of her delicious meal.
"That was fantastic Mom," I said, "I'll get the dishes for you."
"I'm glad you liked it Tommy but you'd better run over to Mr. Robinson's. He probably goes to bed pretty early."
"Crap I forgot all about him Mom, thanks for reminding me."
I gave her a kiss, made my way across the street to Mr. Robinson's house and rang his doorbell. I could see him making his way to the door with his walker. He opened the door and said, "Well hello young Mr. Walker. What brings you to my door this evening?"
I said, "hello Mr. Robinson, my mom said you asked about getting some help with your lawn so I've come to see what you need. I'd be happy to help you out. And please call me Tommy."
"Right-o, almost slipped my mind. Come on in and we'll talk business."
My mom had made him a dish as she always made too much so I said, "My mom made extra pot roast and she sent some over for you. I'll just put it in the kitchen."
'That's very kind of her," he said, "it smells fantastic. Grab us a couple cokes while you're in there."
"Will do," I said. I put the roast in the kitchen and grabbed the cokes then made my way back to his living room.
"So yes Thomas I'd like very much to engage your services for my lawn work. My mower died last week and it was getting to be too much for me anyway. I'd need you to mow, weed whack and edge once a week and I'll pay you 50 dollars for time and equipment. Does that sound fair?"
"That's more than fair Mr. Robinson. Is there a particular time of day you'd want me to mow?"
"Not at all. I know you've started university so whenever you can fit me in would be fine."
I said, "I think right after supper works best for me. I have classes during the day and that way I can probably bring you some of mom's cooking as well."
"Oh my I don't want to impose on her but she is a fantastic cook. I'm sure I'll enjoy that way more than my TV dinners. Please tell her that I don't want her going to any extra trouble on my account."
I said, "I will but I'm sure she'll be thrilled to cook for you. Judging by the look of your lawn I think I should start tomorrow if that's ok."