strokes with his hand and he let out a loud moan as he ejaculated all over his window through the gap in the curtains. Shot after shot of cum erupted from his twitching cock until he was completely spent. He sighed and looked at the sticky mess on the window. Through the blobs of cum dripping down the glass he could see Kevin strolling up the road and out of view. Michael slumped back on the bed and gently played with his emptied balls.

* * * * *

Michael had watched and masturbated over Kevin for long enough now. He realised how much he wanted to explore this guy’s body, his cock, his arse. He wanted to know what he looked like under those loose fitting checked shirts and jeans. He wanted to know if he was as hairy as he was. He wanted a sexual encounter. He wanted one with a man. He wanted one with Kevin.

He watched him walk up the road with his wheelbarrow one day from his window, taking particular notice of the way his arse cheeks moved up and down as he walked. Michael had been waiting for this. He’d cleaned up and made sure he was looking his best. He gave his package a quick squeeze, the headed off after his target. As he walked up the road the thought occurred to him that he didn’t really know what he was doing. Kevin probably wasn’t gay, and what if beat him up for suggesting the idea? Michael had heard that kind of thing happened sometimes. But he had a new found confidence he’d never had before, and he wanted to run with it.

He arrived at the allotments and strolled down the dirt track until he saw Kevin, bending over digging something up in the mid-afternoon sun. He stopped for a moment to admire Kevin’s arse, then preceded to make his way across to him. “Hey,” he started. Kevin turned around to him and gave him a smile. “Hello, Mike isn’t it?”

“Yeah, that’s me, you’re Kevin right?”

“Aha, got me in one.” Kevin seemed to be in a good mood, which Michael was thankful for. “So what can I do you for, Mike?” The thought flashed across Michael’s mind that he should reply, “you can do me for anything, whatever you want, as long as you do me,” but that sounded a bit stupid in his head. “I was wondering if you have any extra work you need doing up here, I’m a bit sort on cash and I thought maybe I could help out and earn some, if not that’s ok,” he blurted out.

“Well the truth is I do need some help up here on the allotment, but I’m a bit strapped for cash myself.”

Michael felt his plan going down the drain and was about to give up when Kevin said, “maybe we could work something out.” Not only was the plan back in action, but that sounded like quite a promising suggestion. So did the cheeky smile Kevin was now giving Michael.

So Michael set about helping Kevin move bits of wood and dig up various weeds. He kept stealing glances of his arse and was trying to get a look at his package, but he wasn’t having any look there.

Eventually Kevin called over that they should take a break and led Michael over to his allotment shed. “C’mon, we can have some drinks in here, you’re eighteen right?” Michael nodded, “only just though, it was