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On my way back from an early morning run I saw a sign stuck on a lamp post that said: "Worker available for babysitting, dog walking, gardening, odd jobs." signed by Andy, and containing a phone number.

The sign was written in ugly, messy handwriting, giving me mixed feelings. On the one hand, I really appreciated the proactive approach to seeking work. This was obviously a teenager, and we should applaud young people wanting to become financially independent and responsible over their own lives, instead of the predominant entitled leeches that most young people are. However, I thought that the sign was terrible and felt saddened at the idea of no one giving him any work.

So I decided to write down the number and message him. After all, I just bought an old house that hasn't been lived in for years and need some renovations. Maybe he can give me a hand.

"Hi Andy, saw your sign looking for work. Are you still available?"

"Hello! Yes! What would you like me to do?"

"I just moved into a new house. Pool is a mess and garden needs some love haha, if you could help me with that I would really appreciate."

"Yep, your garden will love me :) I'm free anytime this week"

So he came over that weekend. We bonded over a quick tour of the house, the story of how I was able to start a tech company while still in college and sell it not long after graduating, leaving me bored to buy properties and renovate them as a hobby.

Despite the fact that he was a beautiful, skinny white boy, and I am ten years older tanned and with a power belly, I could see a lot of me in him. He was a curious, ambitious boy, his eyes widening and lighting up everytime the topic of money - and the perks of having a small fortune at a young age - came up. He told me how the computer he wanted to buy was to learn how to code. I could tell that with his entreprenurial spirit he was going to go far.

I showed him to the back, gave him all the supplies and tools and wished him good luck. As I went back inside the house to read a book I couldn't concentrate, my mind kept wandering to those shiny green eyes, shy smile and slim body.

Despite it being a hot day, Andy was wearing jeans and boots. As I was inside with the airconditioning on, I started to feel bad for him. However, the feeling didn't last long. I checked on him through the window and saw he had taken his shirt and pants off, working dutifully on the pool on his underwear.

I went outside, shouted his name and called him over.

"I'm so sorry, I know it's not very professional but I'm boiling' he said being apologetic.

His body was wonderland. Tight smooth legs and abs, his underwear was a bit damp with sweat, creating the most amazing bulge highliting a nice set of balls and the contour of his cock.

"It's not that, you can work naked if you want haha would probably pay you extra if you do haha I was just going to say that you should wear sunscreen. Here's some" my eyes trying to focus on his face, while simultaneously taking in his amazing teen body and somehow ending always on that bulge.

"Haha Can I?" he said looking at me tentatively. It wasn't entirely clear whether he was asking about working naked or taking the sunscreen, but the answer was yes to both so I replied "Sure".

There was an awkward silence, he bit his lip and felt up his bulge, cupping it in hands and rubbing it gently to seize it up, presumably ascertaining whether his teen dick was of an appropriate size to have on display in front of an older guy. By now I had a semi and my bulge was most certainly on display through my beach shorts.

"You can get an even tan, arguably the most amazing and harder thing to get haha" I said trying to break the silence, smiling. Notice how nowadays you can say anything if you keep it casual, add some haha or emojis, and it is a always 'joke' until someone decides to take up the offer. Neat way out, easy way in.

He smiled back, dropped his underwear, and before I had much time to appreciate the goods turned around and stood in front of me. I took the cue as an invitation to apply sunscreen on his back. Which I did, combining the spreading of sunscreen with a back rub.

"Mmm that's nice" he moaned gently "I've never had a massage before"

"Massages are really good to release stress that builds up in the muscles, specially if you are doing physical work. You are really tight, try loosening up a bit"

Without replying, I could feel his body becoming more relaxed and malleable. As he already had plenty of sunscreen on his back, at this point I turned him around to face me, and without giving him much of an option, continued to apply sunscreen and massage his pecs, caressing his abs.

All this time he had his eyes closed, pressing his lips, hummming quietly seemingly trying to contain occasional moans. His dick went from a semi to a rock hard erection. A 6 inches uncut beauty that was pointing up.

As I was finishing up the sunscreen on his legs I ran my hands up his thigh, all the way to his asshole and gently rubbing the balls. He flinched, as being highly sensitive, supercharged with hormones, but didn't resist.

As I finished, I grabbed him by the waist and said "Eh, Andy - we have a problem here"

He finally opened his eyes, looked down, and pretending there wasn't anything out of the ordinary happening, including his stiff cock in my face, he gave a casual blank look without saying much.

"I don't think you can work like this. I mean, you could put some sunscreen on your dick, but even then, it will probably get in the way. You need to have all your attention on the task at hand, all your blood in your muscles"

"What... what..." his throbbing cock seemed to have taken away the ability to speak, so I continued:

"There's only one way to deal with that. You know, gotta release that pressure somehow. Maybe you should go home, deal with it, and come back some other day" Of couse I was teasing him, but at the idea of missing out on the opportunity to make some money working today, and of having to put that raging hard cock back in his pants, he said:

"No, I mean. It shouldn't be an issue at all. You know how it is, you aren't that much older than me. I mean, sometimes I can't control it, it has a life of its own!" He said, shaking his heaps a bit from side to side so that his cock and balls bounced around it, the cock always returning daringly to its firm position staring straight up at the sky. "It is not a problem that is hard to solve..." he said, returning to his shy state, but with a smirk.

"You are 100% correct" I said, and I pulled down my own shorts to reveal my own erection. In front of each other, his was a cute and brave young cock with a lot of energy and not much practice. Mine was bigger and thicker, standing strong but relaxed, bidding its time before running a fucking marathon, literally. I continued:

"My cock is also a not so little monster of its own. However, I am not the one working on the garden. I guess you could technically 'deal with your small problem' but then what am I meant to do" I stared from his eyes to his dick, my speech changing as my mouth was salivating rapidly, giving him a challenging smirk.

He was dumbstrock staring at my cock. Almost automatically, and seemingly ignoring everything I had just said, he started stroking his cock, biting his lips, never taking his eyes off my dick. Finally, he said:

"I'd never seen another dick in person before. Yours is massive..."

I could've made a witty remark about him having seen lots of dicks online before, but the banter time was over. I pulled him closer to me, made him get on his knees and start blowing me.

It was a slow, dedicated, exploratory suck. He was licking the edges of my head, from the tip to my balls, trying sucking at different speeds and pressures; appreciating every inch of it, discovering and practicing new techniches. He kept hammering his own dick vigorously while sucking. Not bad at all for a first time.

I pulled him back up, removed his hand from his dick and started sucking him. He grabbed the back of my head with both hands, started moaning and swearing, contorting his body in weird ways, and before long and without warning he shot a big load of boy cum in my mouth. He was still shooting as I retreated, so he got some on my face and chest. I got up, and with a bit of cum still in my mouth, gave him a kiss. He tasted the cum, swallowed it and smiled "It doesn't taste bad"

"I smiled back and said "Hope you like it because you'll me swallowing a big load later today... Now do your fucking job and get back to the garden" I said, smirking, really enjoying the dynamic we were developing of being simultaneously serious, casual, funny, and comfortable to explore nudity and sexuality.

Content with his first, and therefore best blowjob he ever got, and despite his cock still being throbbing, he gave me a big smile, nodded, and went back to work.

I don't know much about garnening, so can't know for sure whether it is necessary to be on all four while you work, but as I went back into the house he has in a perfect doggy style position, arching his back so that his tight boy hole was staring right at me. Inviting me...

To be continued...