I do a lot of my work out of my home office. There are advantages of working from home. I was taking a break in the morning, sitting on my balcony, which is enclosed, and sipping a cup of coffee. I heard the gardeners starting to work and I noticed the young man who was running the weed eater. I watched him move around the trees and into the parking lot. I had seen them working before but hadn't paid that much attention to them in the past.
This day was different. It was a beautiful day, warm and sunny. I watched him for a few minutes and then read a bit of the paper. The next time I looked up, he had taken his shirt off and was only wearing a short pair of shorts. He was sweating and his skin glistened in the sunlight. It was the way he was moving that caught my attention. Every time he would make a swipe with the weed eater, his back muscles would ripple and his hips would sway with the motion. I noticed that his shorts would ride up a bit when he swayed back and forth and I could almost see his buttocks.
I watched him move around the parking lot and he started towards the walks and bushes right under my balcony. He was, I would estimate, about 25 and had a very good physique. I could see his muscles ripple when he walked and he held himself very erect. I watched him until he was close enough that I could see him more clearly.
He was blue eyed and basically, looked like a model as he was very good looking and he moved with a certain grace that made him attractive. It had not been since college that I had had any feelings towards men but as I watched him move and work, I realized that I was getting an erection. I sat back and took full advantage of the enclosed balcony to watch him.
It must have been about an hour later that I saw him starting to clean up and he bent over to pick some of the grass shaving off the ground. He was right in front of me, facing away and when he bent over, I could see the crack between his cheeks. I ran my tongue over my lips absent mindedly as I watched him and the thoughts going through my mind were many. I knew that I wanted to see more of him and decided that I would come up with a plan to meet him.
The next day, I looked out and there he was again only this time he was working in the dense bushes off my neighbor's place. I watched him as he disappeared from view but I could hear the weed eater's motor. He seemed to be out of sight for quite a while and suddenly, I noticed my neighbor, walking towards the spot the young man went into. He looked around to see if anyone was watching him and not seeing anyone, he entered the bushes. I still heard the motor running and after about twenty minutes, the young man came out into view again. He had his shirt off and was wiping his face with it as he came out of the bushes. About five minutes later, my neighbor came out too and he was adjusting his pants as he walked back to his condo. This got my attention and I was curious about what I had just seen.
Later that day. I saw my neighbor leaving the parking lot and I decided to see what the attraction was in the bushes. I walked slowly over to the spot and looked around. I didn't see anyone and the gardeners were working around the front of the building. I quickly stepped into the bushes and found a slightly worn path to follow. I walked a little further and the path came to a small clearing. I looked around it and noticed the grass had been cut. I walked around the clearing, checking out every little nook and didn't see anything out of place. There were other paths leading away from the clearing and I explored all of them. They didn't really lead anywhere so I ended up back where I had started. I took a last look around and turned to leave.
I had just taken a step when I heard a branch snap. I quickly looked around and then heard someone coming along the path. I didn't want to get caught so I ducked under a big fir tree and tried to hide behind its large trunk. I had just settled down when the young gardener came out into the clearing. I watched him as he looked around for an instant and then he started to take his shirt off. I gasped quietly as I watched his muscular body come into view. He dropped his shirt and bent over to undo his shoes. He pulled them and his socks off together. As I watched him, my mind was racing and my cock was starting to rise again.
He then pulled his shorts down and I got my first look at his cock. It was semi hard and as he made a makeshift bed out of his clothes, I could see his cock growing in length and hardness. It was one of the biggest cocks I had ever seen and I watched him as he took another quick look around and then settled down on his clothes on his back, his hard cock sticking straight up in the air. He lay there not moving as if he was waiting for something or someone.
After a few minutes, he took hold of his cock in his hand and slowly started to rub it. His hand moved slowly, over its head. then down and back, up its length. He moved slowly for quite a while and as he got more excited, his hand started to move faster up and down his cock. He was groaning louder now and I watched him fist himself faster and faster. He suddenly grunted and his cock spewed out his milky white cum. He spurted cum almost half way across the clearing. He came in great globs and he milked it until he stopped coming. He lay back and rested for a minute or so and then stood up to get dressed. He looked directly in my direction before he picked up his shorts and put them on. I watched him get completely dressed and as he was leaving, he turned and half smiled in my direction as if he was saying, I know you are watching.
I stayed there for a few minutes after he was gone and thought about what I had just witnessed. I could still picture in my mind, the hardness of him and the length of his cock. I remembered the veins running the length of his cock and the head, so round and bulbous. I could still see the head disappearing in his hand as he pumped his cock to orgasm. I looked around and found where his come had landed and was fascinated by the length his sperm had flown when he came.