A warm afternoon sun, cast through the greenhouse, while I was watering. Amidst a lush jungle of foliage and the steady whine of circulating fans, it was peaceful and I was startled when I felt a swat over my ass. I turned to find Eric, grinning and very proud of himself.
"Fuck! You scared the shit out of me. But... I like it when you drop by... what's up?"
"Well... sorry to freak you out, but you do look hot in those jeans and... that t-shirt... fuckkk!"
"That's always good to hear from my boyfriend... you know. And you can keep it up, but you're going to have to do better than that."
"Anyway... I wanted to surprise you and take you out for a beer," he said, trying to smooth things over, with a sexy grin. "Here... before I forget," he handed me the key. "To get in here, I used the one you had at my place."
"Just keep it... maybe you can visit more often. I'm about done and we can take off."
He trailed his fingers over my crotch, "You know... this here is what I really need... so fuckin' horny... almost used a dildo."
I smiled, "That's a great line."
"Well its true... but this's a lot better... come here," he said, pulling me closer to push his tongue through my lips. I fell back to sit among plants, on the bench, and we made-out. Wrapping his lips over mine, he forcefully kissed and squeezed at the growing bulge, in my jeans. Unable to contain his needs, he stroked hard over the outlined shaft, while moaning and making out. He grabbed me by the hips and held me tighter, pressing his swollen cock against mine.
It wasn't long before he dropped to his knees, unbuckled my belt and worked my pants down to my wellies. Kneeling and using both hands, he slipped the underwear down and tenderly worshipped the hard cock, as it sprang forward. Now arching, thick and hard, over my belly and swaying just inches from his face, his gaze focused. He smiled at the sight of his prize, his boyfriend's rock-hard cock, topped with a tiny liquid pearl.
He gently stroked the shaft, yearning for its thickness, its weight and its taste; then he cradled the balls in his hand and watched the pearl grow. He pushed me back further and took it with both hands, slowly closing his fingers around its throbbing girth. He stared up at me, as he ran his hands up and down over the shaft. He licked the sugar, sliding down over the head, and I moaned as it passed through his lips and his tongue circled the head. I put a hand on the back of his head and pushed him deeper. With his mouth stretched tight, he responded by gorging himself and pushing harder, to feel the swollen head push at his throat.
His hands grabbed for my hips, while I fucked his mouth, pumping slow before the full-on thrusts that we both needed. I knew he was ready and grabbed, with both hands, to hold his head steady; I fucked through his lips, punching hard at his throat. I felt him gurgle, as my dick slammed at the warm fleshy, limit. As always, we celebrated our mutual need... with his hands digging into my hips and mine gripping his head, we fucked till I was at the very brink. "Uhhhh... uhhhh... uhhhh... uhhhh... fuck yeah... Eric... fuck yeah... fuck me... fuck me... fuck me... closer... gotta pull out... or... fuck... I'm gonna shoot... fuck."
Dripping with spit, I finally pull out, with a strand hanging from the tip and a matching one, hanging from his lip. Catching his breath, and sporting a big, sexy grin, "Now, let me ride it, dude... I really need some!"
Still in my wellies, with pants bunched at my knees, I started to pull off the boots and he grinned, "Leave'm on... don't take'm off... fuck me in your boots. It's fuckin' hot!"
"What?"
"Their sexy in a tool-belt kind-of-way... just fuck me! You know... yer my big-dick gardener... and... and I want you to fuck me with your boots on."
"You got it... I got big, gardener dick, ready for the gardener's hot boyfriend." He moved closer and spread his ass; he looked back with that smile, again, and I kissed his cheek. I poked the muscle, spread more spit over my dick and teased him by dragging the shaft over the tight hole. His groans spread through the greenhouse, as I pulled him back to split open his muscled ass, driving deep into his belly.
