Elliot had finished his exam before everyone else in class had. "As usual." He thought to himself. He looked at the clock on the wall and it was only ten a.m. He heard his teacher cough and looked up at him. He was motioning him up to his desk. Elliot stood up and half the class looked up at him like he was a freak. They were all busy trying to figure out or guess the best answers for the final exam in Senior Biology while Elliot had whizzed through it in no time. He was used to it. His parents had held him back a year in third grade so he could catch up with the rest of his learning abilities. But, he ended up surpassing the entire class and now carried a 4.0 GPA. He was headed to Indiana State with a full ride. His father was proud.
Elliot walked up to the desk staring at his teacher in confusion. Mr. Donnelly had never pulled him from exam time for anything until they were finished. He was slightly worried as to what he was going to say to him.
"Elliot, I know I can get into trouble for this but you've earned it. Today is the last day of exams and this is the only class you've had today. The rest are all going to just give free periods and with the last few days of school for you being next week, I think you should just take the rest of the day off. Have an early weekend." Mr. Donnelly said with a smile. "Now toss me your exam and take a hike, quickly before one of the other students asks what's going on." Elliot looked oddly at Mr. Donnelly. He had known that there was some interest on Mr. Donnelly's part, to get him into a good school. In fact the entire staff at Circle Valley High had all been rooting for him. He was surprised.
"Elliot," Mr. Donnelly said. "Don't just stand there, go!" He smiled at him. Elliot quickly turned and grabbed his things from his desk. He piled his book bag on his back and picked up his test. His best friend Mallory was gawking at him from behind her exam. He tossed her a quick `call me' expression and turned back to Mr. Donnelly. He had gone back to reading the business section of Friday's paper. Elliot sat his exam on the desk and walked out of the classroom.
"Wow" he thought. Now what? It was the first time since he had started school where he didn't have any homework or projects to work on. Everything was set. Everything was done. He put his bag down in front of his locker and looked inside. So many books, all of them read.
"I don't need any of these this weekend." Elliot said out loud. He smiled to himself pulling out his laptop bag and stuffing his sweatshirt around the strap. After closing the locker door he just stood there looking down the empty halls of the school. He was alone, the only student out of class. His excitement was rising. The smile he had inside was now gleaming on the outside. Everything was going right this weekend. His parents had left town to visit his grandparents in Michigan and they left him the keys to the Porsche. Although never actually drove it when his parents had left it for him, he loved the idea that it was there. He drove his grandfather's old station wagon. For him it wasn't about style. It had been his grandfather's favorite thing. Now it was rusted and louder than a rock concert. But it had its character. Of course so did the Porsche.
A quarter till eleven in the morning Elliot's cell phone rang. It came up as Malz. Elliot flipped the phone open a little too quickly and it flung across his room.
"Hang on Mal, I lost the phone." Elliot said. He was sitting in front of his laptop at his desk. He had a wave of guilt come over him and he closed the tabs on the internet sites he had been cruising. One of which he had missed in closing. He jumped out of the chair and pulled his pants up in a flash. "Mal, hold on, I lost the phone!" He said. Just as he got his pants snapped he picked up the cell from the floor to hear Mallory laughing. "Malz? What are you laughing at?"
"You were yanking it weren't you?" She said. Elliot moved over near the mirror and straightened out his hair.
"No, I was watching the history channel and the noise from the cell phone freaked me out. Aren't you supposed to be in school right now?" Elliot asked.
"Funny, I could ask you the same thing." She replied. "No, Mr. Donnelly let me leave after I finished the test. He said I should go hang out with my friends for the weekend and have fun. Let loose. So, I'm at your back door. Let me in?" Mallory said.
Elliot wasn't really in the mood for a visit. In fact, he was looking forward to having the weekend all to himself. Not to mention finishing up what he had started ten minutes ago.
"I don't know Mal; I really wanted to just have some me time." After he said it he realized he shouldn't have.
"Elliot, honey" She said, "If you want to be alone with your left and right hands far be it for me to judge, but I think I would prefer the company of a higher level of intelligence as opposed to dirty fingernails and knuckles."
"Fine, I'll come let you in. Hang on." He said. He hung up the phone and looked at the screen on the laptop. He looked up and saw that someone had sent him an instant message. "No time for that. There's a girl a foot." He laughed to himself. He closed the laptop and pulled his shirt on from the back of the chair. He checked himself in the mirror one more time and looked down at his semi faded hard on that was already diminishing fast. "Maybe later." He walked out of the room.
"Oh my god! Elliot I have to tell you what Stacey said." Mal protested. Elliot was sitting on their large wrap around couch downstairs in the play room. Mallory was sitting across the way on the other end with her feet up and her nail file out. She was planted for awhile. Elliot was completely ignoring her. His attention was quickly taken by a boy who was in their neighbor's back yard trimming the hedges. The windows in Elliot's house were from floor to ceiling and when they had built the house it was all forest around them. Then a few more houses moved in and right behind them a record executive lived. He watched this slightly unshaven boy wipe sweat from his forehead on his upper arm and move on to another hedge. His pants where unbuttoned and rolled downward showing every bit of inch of a happy trail. "No underwear" Elliot thought.
"Hey! Are you even listening to me? I said pizza!" Mallory interjected. Elliot popped back into the living room and shook his head.
"Sorry, no I was just off in random land. You said pizza?" He said.
"Yeah, food, sustenance, carbohydrates, calories, I need some." She said.
"Yeah, that's a good idea. Just use my laptop. There aught to be a link in the tool bar from last time we ordered. Just open it and type in our address." Mallory got up and headed for Elliot's room. "Hey, order extra sauce." He said. He turned on the television but glanced back out the window. The hot gardener was gone. Elliot sat there and tried to visualize what the gardener had looked like. He wanted to remember so he could use it later in the day.
A few minutes later Mallory came back into the room holding a stuffed dog that she had gotten Elliot for his birthday a few years back.
"Anything good on?" She asked.
"The Price is Right." He replied. "Nothing else but bad daytime soaps." Mallory sat down and pulled out her nail file again. The game show came back on and they were showing a new car for the first contestant. Elliot heard Mallory shift in her seat.
"Elliot, do you like Mr. Donnelly?" She asked. Elliot turned to her.
"Yeah, he's a great teacher. I kind of wish we could have him in college but I doubt he'll leave his job." Elliot said.
"But, I mean don't you think he's hot?" She said. Elliot was feeling a bit nervous, he didn't like where this was going.
"No. What? Why would I think he's hot? I bet your projecting and you think he's hot." He said trying to dodge a bullet.
"Of course he is. I mean, well for an older guy. He's only 25. That's like, 7 years more than us. That's not too bad." She said. She looked up at the ceiling as if trying to capture her thoughts with her eyes. Then she looked directly at Elliot. She was flaring her stern girl look at him. "I think your lying when you say you've never slept with anyone before. I think you have." She said. Elliot felt his ears go hot and felt very embarrassed.
"What? Mal, I don't want to talk about this today. It's silly. And I'm still a virgin." He said.
"Well then," She said, "My point exactly. You need to get laid. It's about time." She nodded knowingly. "You know, I could ask Stacey if she would mind. She's had a few and would definitely know what to do with you." She giggled. Elliot just glared at her.
"No, I'm not sticking anything into Stacey unless it's a needle filled with Prozac. That girl needs some help." Elliot said. There were a few hot college guys up at the wheel on the game show. `Now them, I'd take them in a heart beat' Elliot thought to himself. He hadn't told anyone that he was into men. Well, all save for the few guys he had talked to online. Just then the doorbell rang.
"Pizza!" Mallory screamed. She ran for the door. Elliot began watching the college boys on the game show. He couldn't wait until next year. He would have a college dorm, a roommate, fraternity boys everywhere; he was looking forward to it.
"Uh, Elliot. I think it's for you." Mallory said from somewhere in the back of the house.
"Mal, I told you I don't need to get. ..." Elliot was going to finish his sentence but the most beautiful creature turned around the corner and entered his living room. He couldn't talk. The boy stepped near the frame of the doorway that led out to the dining room and leaned on it looking directly at Elliot. He smiled. His dark hair hung short around the ears but curled near the top. Part of his curls hung lower near his eyes. His t-shirt was dirty and his jeans had grass marks on them. He had a pair of gloves hanging from his back pocket. The dark skin down his arms and jet black hair gleamed against the light from Elliot's living room.
"Hey there." Said the Adonis in front of him. Elliot couldn't move. He had frozen in his shoes. He had made it to stand up but that was it. This beautiful boys smile and his eyes had sunken him into a daze.
"Elliot, how do you know this guy?" Mallory came bouncing into the room with a very large smile on her face. She leaned on the opposite side of the frame and did a cute girl in heat pose staring at the boy.
"Uhm. . Well, I don't think . ..We. ." Elliot was still trying to find the words.
"Well, we've never actually met, but I know Elliot. I've worked on the yards around here for the past three years. Right after high school I got a job with a landscaping company out of Chicago. In the summers I come here to do my own business. Helps pay for my playtime." He smiled. With every word he looked directly at Elliot. "I've seen him a lot and I have to say you spend a lot of time in that room of yours." He said. Elliot's ears grew warm again.
"Well, my name is Mallory, or Malz to my friends. You can call me Mal." Mallory said. She put out her hand and he took it and instead of a handshake he kissed the back of her hand. When he turned back to face Elliot she pretended to melt on the door frame.
"And your name is?" Elliot asked him. Elliot found his footing after he realized that the gardener was falling for Mallory's swooning.
"Tobey, Tobey Gains." He smiled at Elliot and bowed politely. When Elliot lost eye contact he regained his composer.
"So, what can we do for you?" Elliot asked.
"Well, its Friday, my last day of being in the area and I had finished the Jackson estate early but I hadn't heard from your parents about any work they had wanted done. I thought I'd stop by and check before heading home." He smiled.
"Well, they left for the weekend. They didn't mention it to me but I'm sure it can wait until next weekend." Elliot said. Mallory gave him a mean look.
"Oh," Tobey said. "Well, ok. I guess I'll be off then." He nodded at Elliot and turned towards Mallory. Elliot hadn't realized what he had said. He didn't want him to leave. He wanted him to strip off his clothes and ravish Elliot right there.
"You know we just ordered pizza." Mallory piped up. "Why don't you stay and have lunch. No parents, greasy food, I bet your hungry anyway. No need to rush off so fast." She touched her hand around his shoulder and he smiled. Just then the doorbell rang again. "See, food awaits us." She pounced towards the door once again. Elliot hit the channel changer and tuned on some daytime drama. He felt Tobey move in closer into the room.
"That guy is so hot." Tobey said as he pointed towards the television. Elliot looked at Tobey in shock and then looked at the television. "Come on, you have to think he's hot, he's got perfect abs." Tobey looked at Elliot. Elliot just shrugged his shoulders. "Well, whatever. Listen I don't want to make this a big deal, I can leave if it's not a good idea." Tobey said.
"No, Elliot he has to stay." Mallory wined. She came around the corner with pizza and soda. She sat them down on the coffee table and crossed her arms in a huff. "If he leaves then I leave." She said looking at Elliot. She must have seen the look of interest in Elliot's eyes because she added, "If he leaves I'll hate you all weekend."
"Fine, we could use the company for awhile anyway. Nothing to do on a Friday." Elliot said.
Tobey smiled. "Do you mind if I clean up?" He asked looking at Elliot again. "I'd feel bad being as dirty as I am sitting on your furniture." Elliot thought for a minute. `Shower, he meant a shower, Elliot. Naked hot man in the shower.'
"Sure, the guest bathroom is right at the top of the stairs. I'll show you." Mallory said. She started to walk off and Elliot spoke up. "You can use mine." He said. Mallory turned back and Tobey smiled at him. "I mean, you should just use my bathroom. The guest bath runs out of hot water pretty quick and my parent's bathroom is being redone." Elliot was thinking fast. He couldn't believe he had just said that. His parents bathroom was fine, and the guest bathroom had a Jacuzzi hot tub in it. Tobey turned to Mallory and she looked at Elliot. He gave her one of those help me nods. Her eyes opened wider and she nodded.
"I forgot, yeah. You can use Elliot's shower." She said. "It's in the other end of the house. She nodded for Elliot to come with them and they both lead the way out of the living room.
"So, did you play football in high school?" Mallory asked.
"Why?" Tobey said. Mallory was leading the way across the kitchen.
"Well, you have large muscular arms and you're pretty toned, I just wondered if it came from just doing gardening work or maybe from high school sports." She said. She stopped right outside the door of Elliot's room and turned to face Tobey and Elliot.
"Well," Tobey said. "On the weekends I strip at a club in Chicago so I work out three or four times a week. I have to keep up my body or the money doesn't roll in." He said with a smile. "Where's the shower at?" Tobey asked Elliot.
"I'll show you." Elliot said as he gave Mallory a dirty look. They both walked past her into Elliot's room. Mallory hesitated by the door way for an instant and then decided she was coming in, too.
"Mallory, why don't you get the pizza set up in the living room. Find a movie or something to watch." Elliot said. Mallory gave him a mean look with her eyes.
"No, I want to hang out in here with you guys." She whined.
"The pizza's gonna get cold, go." Elliot said. She stomped her foot and turned, walking towards the living room. She was mumbling something but it was too low to hear it. Elliot turned to find that Tobey had taken his chain wallet out and was pulling the rest of the remnants out of his soiled jeans. Elliot sat down on the bed and just watched him. Tobey turned and bent over to untie his boots. His rear was a perfect size. Elliot was already starting to feel his groin come to life. Just then Tobey said something.
"Hey, Elliot, come here. I need a little help." He said. Elliot stood up and walked near Tobey standing right behind him. "Here," Tobey grasped Elliot's wrists and moved them to the front. "My hands are all greased up and I can't get the buckle off these jeans. Can you pop it off?" Tobey said. Elliot was instantly hard. Tobey pulled Elliot closer and his hard cock pushed up against the inside of his jeans. Rubbing slightly on Tobey's back side. This is the moment Elliot realized he hadn't had time to put his underwear on before Mallory came over. He was full fledged hard and rubbing through a thin layer of his jeans against Tobey's butt.
"Hey, if you feel funny I can ask Mallory. I just can't get it undone." Tobey said.
"No, I got it." Elliot managed to say. He reached down and started pulling the belt loose. He had to practically grind on Tobey just to get the footing to pull off the belt. Tobey leaned his ass in to Elliot's hard jeans. Tobey reached his hands around and felt Elliot's legs. Elliot closed his eyes and started a little moan. Just then Mallory yelled out.
"Hey, guys, I found a movie. Hurry up. If Tobey needs any help getting undressed let me know!" She shouted. Tobey moved forward and started heading to the bathroom. Elliot turned around completely embarrassed and waited a few beats. His hard cock was starting to fade.
"Elliot, I need a towel." Tobey said. Elliot turned around and found that Tobey was standing in the small hall that leads to the bathroom. He had taken off all of his clothes and was holding his jeans covering up his groin. Elliot felt his own cock shift again. The blood was flowing back.
"There in the shelf to the left in the bathroom." Elliot pointed. Tobey smiled and nodded. He turned and walked into the bathroom. Elliot swooned at the sight of his bare ass and the muscles moving down the hall. Elliot turned and ran out to the living room.
"What's going on in there, why is your face all red?" Mallory said as Elliot walked into the living room.
"Uh, he was asking me if I'd ever taken a girl into the room." Elliot said. Mallory laughed.
"Yeah, me. But, that doesn't count. You and I have never slept together." She said. "Anyway, I found a movie. Let's just start before he comes back." Mallory hit the remote and started the movie. Elliot took his glass of soda and sat there thinking of nothing but Tobey and his naked body moving down his bedroom hallway. This lion of masculinity, the god of men, Tobey was naked in his shower. Elliot was picturing Tobey washing himself off in the shower. Just then he heard a knock from the wall to his left.
"Hey," Tobey said. Mallory and Elliot both looked up to see Tobey standing in a towel not fully wet yet. "I can't get the water to go to hot." He smiled. Mallory was about to jump up when Elliot spoke up.
"I'll get it." He said. He figured at this point, that Tobey wasn't as interested in him as he thought. Elliot had never really been with a man before but he knew enough to get a hint. If Tobey had been into him he would have made his move already. Maybe this was it. Or maybe Tobey wasn't gay and just wanted attention. Who knew? Elliot was in the bathroom changing the water when Tobey walked in. He dropped his towel and walked into the shower. Elliot was still testing it out when Tobey walked into it. Tobey turned his body giving Elliot a flash of his semi hard cock. Then he backed up slowly into the water. Elliot didn't move his hand. He could feel the water getting warmer as he turned the knob of the faucet with his other hand. Tobey backed up into his hand. Elliot didn't move. Tobey started moving his hands about himself brushing water all over. Elliot moved his hand to cup the right side of Tobey's butt. Tobey moaned a little.
"That's great. The water is perfect." Tobey said. Elliot didn't know if he was being ignored of if he was being played on. Elliot pulled his hand away and stood up. As he did Tobey turned around and showed his fully erect cock. Tobey smiled at Elliot.
"Thanks. The water's great." Tobey said. Tobey moved his hands and wet his hair down. He moved his hands down his body and touched his hard cock with his right hand, stroking it a few times.
"Today was a long day and I just need to relax." Tobey said. Elliot moved back and felt very uncomfortable. He stepped out into the hallway and leaned against the door frame.
"I'll let you get cleaned up and give you your privacy. Elliot stood waiting, watching. Tobey stroked himself slowly. He soaped his body down with a bar of soap that was sitting near the edge of the shower. He soaped down his front side stroking his 9 inch cock slowly. Touching his balls and then he started rubbing the bar of soap up his ass crack. After a few seconds he dropped the soap and turned his backside towards the bathroom door. Elliot didn't know if Tobey could see him or not. Elliot was standing in the doorway but the door was halfway open. Tobey slid a finger into his tight asshole and bent down as if to show Elliot a full back side view. Tobey moaned.
"Fuck me. Yeah, fuck me." Tobey said. Tobey turned to his side and lifted a leg high up on a shelf. He was facing the doorway but not looking at Elliot. Elliot could see Tobey using three fingers with his left hand to finger his tight asshole. The soap suds were foaming slowly down his thighs as his right hand stroked his stiff cock even harder.
"Fuck me! Oh god, fuck me!" Tobey said louder. Just then Tobey pushed the door of the shower open further than it had been and pulled his left hand around and grabbed on to the top of the shower bar.
"I'm gonna come. Yeah! Fuck yeah!" Tobey's eyes looked straight over at Elliot and he came. He shot in a perfect arc in the direction of Elliot. Elliot felt himself moved forward. He came to his knees and started rubbing his hard cock through his jeans. Elliot felt Tobey's cum hit the side of his faced.
"Oh, god." Elliot moaned.
"It's about time." Tobey said. Elliot looked up and stopped rubbing his jeans. Tobey stepped out of the shower and moved over leaning down towards Elliot. He licked the side of his face and pulled Elliot up off the floor.
"You ever done this before?" Tobey asked. Elliot just shook his head. "Let me help then." Tobey pulled off Elliot's shirt and undid his pants. He started to pull them down when Elliot's full 8 inch thick cock pushed out of his jeans.
"Oh, you are so fucking me." Tobey said. Elliot pulled his pants and socks off and stepped into the shower following Tobey. Elliot grabbed the bar of soap and rubbed his body down fast. He wasn't sure what he was doing.
"Here, I'll do it." Tobey smiled. He took the soap and started rubbing in across Elliot's chest. He slid it down across his side and down his butt. Elliot felt Tobey's fingers exploring near and almost inside of him with the soap. Tobey moved the soap around to Elliot's front side and finished soaping him up. Tobey tossed the soap to the floor and turned the shower head to the side. Steam was building up in the small shower stall. Tobey pushed Elliot back against the wall and smiled at him. He took his shoulders and slid Elliot down into the sitting position. Elliot was sitting on the small edge of the tub. Then, Tobey put one leg up on the side next to Elliot.
"Are you ready" Tobey asked. Elliot nodded. Tobey moved downwards slowly and Elliot felt the first hint of naked skin against the head of his cock. His body shivered with pleasure. Then Tobey pushed down. He was already opened up from early but with Elliot's thick cock it wasn't something to be rushed. Tobey came down halfway on Elliot's cock and Elliot had closed his eyes. Tobey leaned in and slid his tongue out into Elliot's mouth. Elliot opened his eyes and kissed him back. Then Tobey slid down all the way and reached up holding on to the edges of the shower door. He started riding his cock slowly.
"It feels so good. You're so fucking hot! Elliot said. "You're a god." He said it. Tobey laughed.
"Well, you're amazing. Now just hang on." Tobey said. His motion sped up and he was sliding up and down on Elliot's thick shaft faster. With ever plunge Tobey's voice groaned and grunted. He was started to show sweat rolling down the sides of his face. Elliot started lifting up and meeting every push that Tobey gave. Then, Elliot stood up and pulled out of Tobey. He pushed Tobey up against the wall of the shower and bent him over.
"Oh god fuck me! Fuck me Daddy!" Tobey yelled. Elliot didn't know what had come over him. He slid his long thick shaft into Tobey. He plunged faster and faster. He could feel his balls slapping against Tobey's balls. Elliot was pulling on Tobey's shoulder with one hand and grasping his hip with the other. Just then he could feel himself start to shudder.
"Come with me." Tobey said. Tobey stood upright and Elliot felt Tobey's asshole tighten. Tobey pushed one leg up on the shelf and he was working his cock with his right hand. Elliot was sliding his hard cock inside of Tobey's wet hot ass as fast as he could. He could feel his climax coming closer.
"Fuck me daddy, fuck my hole!" Tobey yelled. Elliot was ready.
"I'm gonna cum." Elliot said. Tobey pushed off of Elliot's cock and turned around. He knelt down and opened his mouth.
"Shoot it in my mouth. I want your cum." Tobey said. Elliot looked down and saw his open mouth ready for his cum. Tobey's hand was feverishly stroking his cock. Just then Elliot let go.
"Fuck!" Elliot yelled. His hot cum shot out of his hard cock and splashed down to Tobey's face. Elliot kept shooting it across Tobey's mouth when Tobey arched his back and his own come shot up and hit Elliot across the chest.
"God Daddy!" Tobey groaned. Once, twice, three times it hit down Elliot's chest. And then, Tobey fell against Elliot's legs breathing heavy and fast. Elliot leaned down and collapsed in the tub. It had begun to fill up with water and suds from the soap. Elliot leaned back and Tobey moved to lean back against him.
"So, for being your first time you are one hot top." Tobey said.
"What's a top?" Elliot asked. Tobey laughed.
"What you just did, that's a top. I was the bottom. And you, you're a great Daddy." Tobey said. Elliot just looked at him in a bit of confusion and smiled.
"So. . .that was good?" Elliot asked.
"Yes, it was amazing!" Tobey said. "Can I keep you?" Tobey asked.
"I'll have to ask Mallory but after a long talk I'm sure she'll approve." He said.
After they finally finished the shower they went out to the living room but Mallory was gone. The television was stuck on pause and there was a note on the screen.
"Elliot,
So, I was going to wait but with all the "action" in the bathroom it was a much better show than what was in the DVD player. Thanks for the inspiration. The next gardener is mine!
Signed, Mallory the horny"
Elliot just smiled.
"Mallory said it was nice to meet you." He said to Tobey. Tobey laughed hugged Elliot around the waste.
"It wasn't her I was coming over to meet." He said.
The End