Mike and Martin by Mike Austin
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Setup: This is the story of two guys who are neighbors, Mike at 1107 Hardcastle Ct and Martin at 1109. They've known each other since the 80s and been neighbors since the 90s. Mike inherited the family home and grew up watching his community "evolve", first to a moderate Bohemian lifestyle, then gentrify somewhat and become the LGBTQ base it is now. At Mike's urging, Martin moved into 1109 during the gentrification that began in the mid 90s. During the 80s, they seemed to chase similar guys, which is how they first met, in pursuit of a big dicked Latin stud, named Juan. Both guys were in their late 20s, college grads, at work in their first careers; Mike as an architect and Martin as an accountant. Mike is tall, lean and blonde with blue eyes and is a grower, only sporting his thick 8" big headed dick on full arousal. Martin is olive complexioned Italian, black wavy hair, furry everywhere it seems, piercing green eyes, perpetual 5 o'clock shadow and a handsome bulge that doesn't conceal well in his tailored Armani suits. In fact that 9" uncut meat would be difficult to obscure in any attire and is best, when free and unencumbered.
I. Juan had begun doing several lawns in the neighborhood recently. Mike was quick to notice the new lawn guy at the neighbor's across the street and admired him. From the work at 1108, Mike noticed the handsome Latin stud begin doing work at 1103, 1110, and 1112; and Mike was sure he could afford this treat and that he didn't need to continue doing his own yard and headed out one Saturday morning to introduce himself to the yard guy and ask that he quote a price for lawn work. The moderately muscled darkly tanned man with a brilliant smile, squared pecs, ample bulge in his loose jeans and snug fit across his thighs and butt made Mike stammer a bit in his introduction. Juan Maldonado was eager to get the interest in additional work and only asked Mike if he could finish this job, then he'd come by to walk the front and back and quote a price; to which Mike readily agreed. Juan's chest and back were lathered in sweat, even though the Spring temp was only mid 80s; but the humidity was substantially higher. Mike returned home dreaming of the stud spread eagle across his bed and Juan's hard cock lodged down his throat. A half hour later, the doorbell rang, Mike opened it and invited Juan in and led him straight to the back yard. Juan indicated he'd already taken dimensions of the front yard. Mike's rear yard was neat but there was very little lawn, about ½ was shrub and flower beds, ¼ was lawn and the rest was a patio and deck area where potted plants and blooming shrubs punctuated the hard surfaces and some larger ones screened the hot tub. Mike informed Juan that his quote should include shrubbery work, flower bed weeding and mulching etc and not just mowing and edging the small patch of lawn. Juan took bed measurements, making notes and while doing so, Mike excused himself and returned with a large pitcher of lemonade, offered Juan a glass, which he accepted and downed, then returned to his note pad and gave Mike an estimate for both front and back yards and related bed work and trimming as well as seasonal mulching enhancements. Reviewing Juan's handwritten estimate, Mike asked for a start date and calendar, which Juan agreed to provide after he got back to his home and reviewed his full calendar. The two agreed and Juan moved on to his next yard job
While inside getting the lemonade, Mike had followed the stud's stride across the yard with tape measure and squats to get additional measurements, revealing his jock strap waistband. Mike swallowed hard at the sight. Mike recalled the ample bulge and seeing the jock strap waistband only added a new sense of need to get Juan's dick.
Later that Saturday, Mike headed back from grocery shopping and noticed the pick-up truck in the side lot of the local adult bookstore (ABS) with Juan's name, number and "Juan's Affordable Lawn Services" across the rear window. Mike's dick throbbed, but he had frozen foods and such that he needed to stow away and no time to seek out Juan's dick.
Mike had taken the following Friday and Monday off for a long weekend and was planning a pre-Memorial Day patio and hot tub party for a few friends. Thursday night he'd stopped off at the liquor store to stock up for the weekend party. The ABS occupied the end leased space of the strip center and as Mike turned into the parking lot, he saw Juan's truck, again parked in the side lot. It was too tempting and the liquor store was open until 9 anyway. He parked near the liquor store, then walked to the end space and entered the familiar ABS. A couple of the "regulars" nodded Mike's way as he paid his entry fee and bought a set of video machine tokens, then entered the somewhat busy hallway. In not more than 5 minutes, the man of his desire exited a booth, made his way past Mike to the display board, exited and returned with more tokens and again passed Mike for another booth, entered it and slid the latch lock. Mike watched as another Latin guy made a quick entry into the booth adjoining "Juan's" and latched it securely. "Damnit all to hell" Mike muttered and one of his regular buds, added his sanction to Mike's observation with "yeah I've been chasing that one for about an hour, but think he's straight and not interested in getting head". Mike's buddy made a tsk tsk tsk sound and went after another guy in a nearby booth. Mike stood his ground, waited as the Latin chaser emerged and hung out by Juan's booth but got no further. Juan appeared to be secured and unavailable. Being unflappable, but realistic and knowing he still needed that liquor shopping to do, Mike handed over his booth tokens to another regular buddy and waved off, exited and bought the cases of wine and beer and a few harder liquor then had the hot stock clerk help load them into his SUV, thanked him with a handsome tip and invited him to the party if he was free that Friday night. The early 20-something jock nodded a thank you for the invitation, smiled then returned to the store. Mike arrived home, tossed in a microwave dinner and began his party set-up and cleaning. It was after midnight when the doorbell rang. Mike had lost track of time and only glanced at the clock due to the bell ring. All lights on and stereo roaring, Mike made his way to the front door to find Jeremy, the store clerk, offering a chilled bottle of champagne, shirt open and a smile. Mike welcomed him in and the pair popped open the champagne and guzzled it until Mike found himself guzzling Jeremy's cock and cum. Jeremy was 21, a lean college junior not more than 160#s but had this long dick with a vast head that loved to be licked and sucked. Jeremy was a cum-control freak and loved being edged but not allowed to bust. Mike made good use of that tension and brought Jeremy up and down the orgasm slide 8 or 9 times before letting the clerk bow his wad. The young feeder was pleading to bust when Mike finally allowed it. Jeremy did not disappoint, flooding volumes of ball gravy from his swollen nuts down Mike's throat. Exhausted, now drunk and sleepy, the young stud fell asleep in the guest bedroom that Mike had led him too earlier. Friday morning there was a repeat, albeit a sober one, of the night's cum fest, then Jeremey headed off agreeing to accept the party invitation that evening. Mike watched the sweet jock climb in his Jeep, exit the driveway and disappear down the street. Downing a cup of coffee, Mike continued his party prep and clean-up. Pausing to reflect on Jeremy's fine cock and huge cumload.....