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Jason was an enterprising young man. At the age of thirteen, he started his own lawn mowing business. He managed to secure almost every house in his neighborhood. He created a schedule, and always did a thorough job to keep his clients happy. By the time he was 16, he had saved enough money to buy his own car. Money wasn’t the only thing he reaped. Constantly working outside, plus his busy athletic schedule in school, turned him into a well-tanned strapping young man. With his busy schedule of school activities in addition to his lawn service, his time was limited. He made arrangements early on with each of his clients to allow him to shower at their home after he finished with the yard work. He carried his duffle bag with a change of clothes to every job.

As he got older, the women in the neighborhood started taking notice. He would work in a tank top and shorts, his permanently tanned skin glistening with sweat. His muscles became more defined from all of the yard work, which he did every day, and from his time on the wrestling team in high school. Jason became the fantasy of most of the women on his route. As he progressed into his later teen years, some of the MILF’s he worked for became fantasies for him.

Shortly after his eighteenth birthday, Jason was finishing up working on Mrs. Robinson’s yard. He put his equipment away, grabbed his bag from his car, and headed into the house. “All set for the week Mrs. Robinson,” Jason announced upon entering.

“Thank you Jason.”

Jason headed into the master bathroom and started his shower. His clients were always ready for him; there was a towel on the side of the sink. Jason scrubbed the dirt and sweat from his muscular body. His biceps were still a little pumped from the work he had been doing. He ran his hands over his chest and six pack abs. Jason was lucky and got this body with little time in the gym; his every day routine was workout enough. He stepped out of the shower and began toweling off, when he noticed that his duffle bag was not there. He must have put it down somewhere, he thought, then chuckled to himself as he added, just turned eighteen and getting old already.

He wrapped the towel around his waist and went into the bedroom, hoping he left his bag there. When he opened the door, he was stunned to see Mrs. Robinson lying on her bed completely naked. Mrs. Robinson was good looking; in fact she was one of the MILF’s he had a fantasy about, which was pretty close to what was happening right now.

“Happy belated birthday, Jason,” she said.

Being a normal healthy eighteen year old male, Jason needed no further encouragement. He dropped his towel, exposing his 7 inch hard cock, and climbed into the bed. He started to get on top of her, but she pushed him off and took the commanding position. She kissed his mouth, and then worked her way down to his throbbing member. She took the entire length into her mouth and gave him the best blow job he had ever had. Jason has had plenty of girlfriends, and plenty of sex, but there is something to be said for experience.

When she came up for air, they switched positions with Jason between her legs. He used his mouth, trying to give her the same quality of attention she had given him. He quickly caught onto her cues and did more of what she seemed to like. He must have been doing it right, as the juices started flowing out of her pussy. She started begging him to fuck her and he moved up to mount her. Jason takes pride in his work, and this just seemed to be an extension of the lawn mowing. For Jason, it suddenly became more about pleasing Mrs. Robinson than about his own gratification. He tested different strokes, seeing which ones she responded to. He went faster, slower, deeper, harder; adjusting to her reactions. By the time Jason shot his load in her hot wet pussy, she had two more orgasms.

Jason collapsed on top of her, his head resting on her breasts. She stroked his wavy brown hair and thanked him. Jason got himself cleaned up and found his clothes. Mrs. Robinson walked up behind him and pressed in close. One hand went into the pocket of his jeans, the other to the bulge in front.

“Same time next week,” she whispered in his ear.

Jason turned, winked and said, “You are on my schedule.”

After he left, Jason checked his pocket and found she had paid him is usual fee for the lawn, plus an extra hundred dollars. Jason nodded, and being the business man that he was, he formulated a plan. He had noticed through the years that the women had been watching him. Now he was going to give them something more to watch. He started cutting lawns without his shirt and started wearing shorts that were a little shorter. Over the next few weeks, the other women on his route started seducing him, or so they thought. He became quite skilled in pleasing the women in bed. He never asked for additional money, but it was always given generously.

He never feared being caught by any husbands. He knew these people for years, and he knew their schedules. When he came home from school one day, he found his mother sitting at the kitchen table with Mrs. Turner, one of his clients.

“Hi mom,” he said as he bent down to kiss her cheek. “Hello Mrs. Turner.”

“Hi Jason,” Mrs. Turner replied.

He was cautiously watching her as his mother said that Mrs. Turner was just telling her what a wonderful job he was doing for her.

“Thank you, your yard is one of my favorites. Now if you’ll excuse me, I have to get going.” Jason was a little shaken by that encounter, but everything seemed to be ok.

The yard he was mowing today belonged to Mrs. Butler; she was not one of his special clients. She did not take care of herself, like Jason’s other clients. She was slightly overweight, usually had on a worn house dress, and he could tell that time and gravity had not been kind to her. Her husband was also not kind to her. While he never hit her, being ignored could be a form of abuse. However, Jason treated all his clients the same, and he mowed her yard without his shirt. Even so, she never gave Jason any indication she would be interested in his additional services, and he was trying to be discreet.

When he finished her yard, he went inside to take his usual shower. Not all of his lawn clients got the additional attention he provided, but his routine was the same with all of them. As he entered her house, he saw that Mrs. Butler seemed nervous about something. “Is everything ok with the lawn, Mrs. B,” he asked.

“Great as always, I’m sure Jason,” she replied with a sigh.

“Is there something else you needed?” There it was, he put it out there for her.

“Well, some of the other women have been talking about you. Never mind.”

Jason was a little concerned that he was the subject of the neighborhood coffee klatch. “It’s ok Mrs. B,” he said as he put his hand gently on her arm.

“I shouldn’t be asking you this.”

“It’s ok, I won’t be upset. What have you heard,” he said in a soothing voice.

“They said you…” She sat down, unable to complete her thoughts.

“I’m going to go take a shower now. When I’m done, I’ll help you with whatever you need.” She nodded and just sat staring at the wall, afraid to even look at Jason. Jason took his shower and considered what was happening. Sure, she wasn’t the best looker, but his philosophy has always been to be take care of his clients. It was now time to show what he was made of, literally. He went into the living room completely naked. As he stood in front of Mrs. Butler, tears started rolling down her cheeks. What could a good looking young man see in her, she thought.

Jason took her by the hand and led her into the bedroom. He removed her house coat, and as he had suspected, she wasn’t wearing a bra or panties. She tried to cover up her sagging breasts and other areas she was ashamed of on her body. Each time, he would move her hand and kiss what she was trying to hide. He lay her on the bed and put his face between her legs. His fingers and tongue worked her pussy, and he applied all of the techniques he had learned to satisfy her. With his attention, he gave her something her husband never did. When she relaxed, he moved up and gently inserted his hard eighteen year old cock into her dripping pussy. He fucked her with passion and understanding, and she had the second orgasm of her life as he implanted his seed in her. He lay still with her for a time, his head resting on her breasts. He kissed her mouth softly and quietly left, never asking for any payment.

Several months passed, and Jason built up quite the business. One of his clients had moved, and he had an agreement to take care of the lawn until the house was sold. When he saw the new couple moving in, he went to introduce himself and tried to retain the account. It was a young couple, and of course Jason noticed the wife’s figure and long blonde hair. They agreed to allow him to continue the lawn care, and the current schedule suited them.

On their scheduled day, Jason mowed the yard as usual. When he was done he took his bag to the house and knocked; he usually just walked into his regular client’s homes. He was surprised to see that Mr. Tucker answered the door. It turned out that Mr. Tucker worked from home while his wife was away at work. He explained the arrangements that he had with the shower. Mr. Tucker was a little taken aback at the request, but allowed the shirtless boy in to take a shower. Jason took his shower, and wrote off any additional income this client would provide. No big deal.

His route continued as usual for several weeks. He just finished showering at Mr. Tucker’s house and was drying off, when Mr. Tucker slammed into the bathroom. He grabbed Jason by the neck, and tossed him onto the bed.

“What the fuck,” Jason started to protest and get up.

Mr. Tucker punched Jason in the solar plexus and a fell back onto the bed trying to catch his breath. “You shut up, you prick. I know what you are up to. I see how long you stay at the other houses, and the ladies think I miss their innuendos.”

“What are you talking about?”

“You have a nice little racket going on,” he said as he started to remove his clothes.

“Dude, I don’t do dudes,” Jason protested.

“Oh, you’ll do me, or I will tell every husband in the neighborhood that you are fucking their wives.”

Jason wasn’t ready for this, and the next thing he knew, he had a hard dick pressed against his lips. He tried to turn his head, but he received another punch in the gut. His mouth opened and Mr. Tucker’s hard cock entered.

“Suck it, bitch.” With little choice, Jason complied. He sucked on the cock in his mouth, but it wasn’t about pleasing its owner. He had to get this over with and figure a way out of this mess. After sucking for what seemed like hours, Mr. Tucker flipped him over and moved to enter his ass. Jason was a little relieved at this, but he didn’t want to show it. Some of his ladies liked to put their toys up his ass, and he found that he enjoyed that. A dick was something different, but at least it wasn’t in his mouth. Mr. Tucker fucked Jason, but he was sloppy. Jason found that he felt bad for his wife. Mr. Tucker didn’t last very long either, and was soon filling Jason’s ass with his cum.

“Ok whore, this isn’t done. I am now your pimp. You will service me and you will give me half of what you collect.”

That was too much for Jason. Jason was a wrestler in school, and when he felt the man on top of him relax, he moved quickly. The man was now on his back and Jason sat with his ass on the man’s face.

“I don’t think so, asshole. Eat your cum out of my ass, now,” he said as he reached forward and gave a hard squeeze to Mr. Tucker’s still sensitive nuts. He heard a muffled scream from beneath him, and felt a tongue work around his ass. Jason moved quickly again, flipping the man over, and forcefully plowing his hard cock into Mr. Tucker’s ass. Mr. Tucker buried his face in a pillow as he screamed while Jason pounded his ass. Jason had longer staying power than his would be attacker, and kept up the assault on his ass. Eventually the screams turned to moans of pleasure. Jason pulled his head back by his hair and said, “I bet you like this.” He reached around and felt that Mr. Tucker’s cock was harder now than before. “I was right, slut.” He gave Mr. Tucker a few more tugs, and then cum started pouring from both cocks. Mr. Tucker made a mess of the sheets while Jason filled his ass.

Jason left his still hard cock in Mr. Tucker’s ass, “Did you like that?”

The man beneath him nodded weakly. “Here’s the real deal. You will service me. If you don’t, I will fuck your wife while you watch. Then I’ll fuck you while she watches. Got it?”

“Yes”

“Yes, what?”

“Yes, sir”

“That’s more like it.” Jason removed his cock from Mr. Tucker’s ass and shoved it in his face. “Clean your shit and my cum off my cock.”

Mr. Tucker reached for a part of the sheets, and Jason slapped him on the head. “Use your mouth.” Mr. Tucker took Jason’s still hard cock in his mouth and started to lick and suck. Jason shot another few loads, rewarding him with a mouth full of cum, which he swallowed. “Think your wife would like the taste of my eighteen year old cock?” Tears rolled down his face as he nodded.

Jason left the man lying there and got dressed. He found the man’s wallet and took most of the money out of it, “Next time you will be waiting for me naked on your bed, and have more cash,” he said as he threw the wallet at the man. Jason quickly left, got outside, and finally remembered to start breathing again as he began to shake. What the fuck just happened?

To be continued……

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