Sowing Seeds E6 | The gardener explores my closet

Everyone is over the age of 18

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“Hey, do you want to hang out inside?” 

I waited 5 long minutes after Todd’s arrival to ask him that. I didn't want to seem super eager but I didn't want him to start something in the garden that he needed to finish. 

“Boss said I gotta trim the hedges today.” He's wearing a cap today. I did notice that his nose was a little red yesterday.

“Who's your boss? Is it Carlos?”

“That's the big man,” Todd says while pulling out his equipment. 

“Hang on.” I slide on a random pair of shoes at the door and walk around the house. I find Carlos and tell him that I need Todd to help me with something indoors. 

“Yes, of course, sir. I'll go tell him right away.” Carlos is a sweet man that's been working for us for a long time. 

“It's fine, I'll go get him. Just send someone to trim the hedges.” I slip him a tip. “Thanks, Carlos.” 

Trotting happily back to the garden, I interrupt Todd by waving both my hands excitedly.

“Is there a fire or something?” He looks behind me. 

“Nope. But I got you off work. Come on in.” I opened the door and the chill breeze of the air conditioning refreshes me. 

Todd shrugs and puts his tools down. “I'm not going to say no to that.” 

Once he enters, he takes off his hat and shakes out his hair. Then, he looks around the foyer. 

“How many rooms are in here?” 

“I honestly don't know.” I'm already halfway up the spiral staircase, excited to have some fun with this hunky curious man. 

“Is that glass or plastic?” Todd points at the chandelier above him.

“How should I know?” I shrug. He's kinda cute being so inquisitive about my house. However, I'm a bit of a one track mind right now.

I want to blow the gardener again. Is that so wrong?

“Where's the kitchen? Or is there more than one?”

“There's two,” I say as I come back down the stairs. “Did you want a tour?” I watch him consider it, then shake his head. 

“Nah, I'll probably just feel sad about my life,” he says with a little laugh. “My place is pretty much a studio. You can see the kitchen from the bed.”

“Oh okay,” I say awkwardly. To be honest, I can not even really imagine what he means. I can go my whole day without seeing the kitchen sometimes. At that moment, my phone buzzes and I answer it. “Sorry.” 

“Dude. What's taking you so long?” My friend Henry asks on the phone. “You're not going to get any boat time before the gala.” 

“I'm busy,” I say flatly to him, instinctively walking up the stairs again. 

“What could you possibly be doing?” Henry says over the background noise. “You're miss— out—-”

“Your signal is shit.” I walked into my room. 

“It's ca— I'm — ocean– fucker—”

“Alright, see you!” I say with a sarcastic tone and hang up the phone. 

“Who was that?” Todd’s voice behind me makes me jump. I didn't realize he followed me up to my room. 

“Nobody. An old friend that shouldn't be one anymore.” I turn my phone on silent and put it on a shelf. 

“I've got some of those too,” he says while nodding. “Fuck, I can not get over how big this is.” Todd starts to wander in my room, looking at the side that he didn't get to yesterday. 

I guess I interrupted the room tour by draining his pole. 

“Here, check this out.” I wave him over to my closet. I turned on the lights for him and stepped out of the way. 

“Holy shit, Warren!” He sounds genuinely surprised. “Alright this might be bigger than my room. Okay, maybe not, but god damn.” He steps into my walk-in closet.

In my friend circle, I'm not exactly known to be a retail fiend but I have built up a decent collection. 

“A whole wall for underwear??” Todd turns back to look at me with a raised eyebrow. I shrug silently. “How can you even wear all of this?” 

“I can’t.” I shrug again. “Plus, some of them don't look good on me.” 

“Your underwear collection is probably worth my whole closet.” 

“Well, you have one pair of nice ones now.” 

“Yeah, I'm not wearing it today. It's still in the laundry hamper.” Todd turns back to look at my collection. 

“You can have some of mine if you want. I mean, they're clean and I can't wear all of them.” I step beside him and pick up a pair of boxer briefs. “These are too big for me.” 

“Probably too small for me.”

“Do you want to try it?” I offer him the underwear and he takes it.

“You sure?” 

“Oh yeah.” I felt the horny energy rising in me again. He's so discreet about the blowjobs, I can’t tell if he wants it again or not. But he’s here in the same place again, isn’t he?

“Alright.” Todd smiles at me before pulling down his shorts and underwear together. Of course, I take a peek while pretending to fold my other underwear. It might be the heat outside, but his balls are sagging nice and low. “Here we go.” 

“Okay, maybe a little small.” I laugh at his ass filling out the back. 

“My buns are about to burst out of this.” He turns around to look in the mirror. “Damn, I got more ass than some of the girls I've dated.” 

I believe that. He really does have a thick ass. 

Todd walks up the mirror and adjusts the bottom of the boxer briefs. Suddenly, he takes off his shirt and throws it to the side. 

His fit upper body shows the V lines that lead down to the tight underwear. When he turns to the side to check himself out, the bulge in front makes us both giggle. 

“It's like one of the magic bras girls wear to make their nothing look like something.” 

“You don't have nothing down there,” I say. He looks at me in the reflection and smiles briefly. I decide to take a chance and ask directly, “Do you want a blowjob?”

“I rubbed one out this morning so…” He glances at me in the reflection again. 

“How many times can you cum a day?” I get closer to the mirror. 

“Twice usually.” Up close, I can see the outline of his cock. 

“So… Do you want a blowjob?”

I can tell he's feeling himself in the mirror. As he should, as he looks delicious in this underwear. 

“Yeah, okay.” Todd looks at me in the reflection. “Can we do it somewhere else? The mirror…” He smiles at me apologetically. 

“Sure.” I point to the bench I use to put on my socks. “Let me just put a towel down.” 

I laid a towel down on the bench and then put one on the ground. 

“Wait, keep it on,” I say as he starts to take it off, revealing the top of his pubic hair. 

“Okay?” He sits down on the bench. “How are you going to…?”

“The reveal is half the fun,” I say as I delicately grope the front of his underwear. His meaty cock responds to me inside its tight package, morphing and transforming within its confines.

“Yeah, okay. I get that.” Todd looks back to see if he can lean back. His dick reacts nicely to my touch, hardening slowly as I rub it. 

“You can keep these,” I say as I touch my nose to where his balls are. 

“Are you sure?” Todd says with a shiver. I run the tip of my nose from his balls up his covered shaft. 

“You look better in them than I do,” I murmur as I get to the tip. Using my hands, I pull just the head of his erection out of the slit. 

“Okay.” He shivers again as my nose touches his bare gland. “This is kind of hot.” 

“Getting sucked by a guy?”

“Being… fuck… teased like this.” Todd squirms as I run my lips over where his mushroom head meets the shaft. 

Then this should be a good one.