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Gardener Kevin: Part 1A - Catering Services

Discover the events involving the caterer.

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May 13, 2024
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Kevin the Gardener Pt. 01A - Caterer
Kevin the Gardener Pt. 01A - Caterer

Gardener Kevin: Part 1A - Catering Services

As they slept peacefully, their manhood tenting the air, two beautiful men rested in lounge chairs. Costas studiously averted his gaze, choosing to remain silent. He would've loved to worship those magnificent penises, but had his tasks at hand. Part of his team that arrived early, he was in charge of setting up tables and laying out serving dishes for the soon-to-arrive food. Rather than falling to his knees and doing what he was tempted to do, he stealthily circled around the side of the patio to avoid awakening the men who were still posing as masterpieces. However, his fascination with those morning erections momentarily got the better of him. As he set down the trays, his eyes were glued to the two hard-ons bathed in the morning sun.

Soon, he returned to his truck to get the folding tables and other serving necessities.

Like a rough breeze, the cacophony of his bumped table woke them both, creating an uproar across the patio. Josh jolted up as if startled while Kevin, on the other side, was blindsided from slumber. Neither were prepared for the sight of Costas. Unashamed Kotex had no insecurities about his nudity, but he had never been unexpectedly discovered. His flaccid cock towered over him as did Kevin's, encapsulated by the towel wrapped around his waist.

Caught by surprise and unaware of their audience, Kevin tried fruitlessly to camouflage his fading erection by grabbing the towel. It wasn't enough. He whipped off the towel to reveal his nudity and opted for toweling his upper body. Turning to his side, he dashed to their cabana, planning to retrieve his clothes. Unexpected, a prophetic splash emerged as he heard Josh exit the pool. Bewildered and laughing at the scene, he realized he had an audience.

All at once, their surprise melted into acceptance when Costas limply approached. "Good morning, I'm Costas," Josh cheerfully offered. He confidently stepped out of the pool, the erection that had formerly made them feel unnerved now much lessened. Steam rose from his body as he patted himself dry, the trappings of his erection still visible. Scrambling for his clothes, Kevin made his way back to the cabana, leaving his towel behind and striding free, his erection now a distant memory. As he stepped back out, he finally caught sight of Costas.

Beginning to set up the space, Costas was met with two naked men now fully awake. Josh's protruding erection thumped against his leg, while Kevin struggled to mask his as he wound a towel around his waist, the evidence of his arousal silently disappearing. Contemplating the men before him, Costas was now closer to his moment of surrender. "I met you at your office," grinned Josh, "and they said that you'd be the first person here early today." His arousal still primarily in place, Josh wandered the pool deck, instructing Costas on placement. Costas, meanwhile, returned to the truck to collect the tables and other paraphernalia.

As Costas found successively, the thumping of Josh's erection against his leg grew louder as he navigated his journey across the lawn. Scrambling ashore, he entered the cabana to find himself getting out of the pool. In no time, Josh's cock lolled limply against his side, its mere presence not yet fully hidden. Following Kevin's retreat, Costas entered the dwelling, only to stop and listen to the crashing, comical torture of his naked friend in the deep end. "I don't know why this matters, there must be a slippery spot outside," Josh yelled, struggling. Seeing him squirm from the floor, a towering Jeff jumped in, grabbed him by the arm, and moved him to the shallow area.

Panting from exertion, the duo mounted the ladder onto the deck. Josh nursed Costas as he fussed over him and tried to remove his drenched work clothes, eagerly offering him temporary apparel should he want it and to toss his soiled clothes into a dryer. A bit frazzled but undaunted, Costas complained, swatting Josh away and freeing himself. Josh, with a calm demeanor, retrieved Costas' belt and laid it outside to dry. Revealing the final stage of his undressing, Costas revealed the CK underwear moulded tightly around his impressive erection, a white furry mess clinging to his body, his long shaft unleashed by black hair. His sopping hair dramatically fell over one of the seats.

Costas tried covering up his actions. Josh stooped to pick up Costas' pants and inquired about his socks and underwear too. Costas hesitated but eventually took them off and handed them to Josh. Josh then gave him the towel he'd been using, which Costas was extremely grateful for. Josh took the collected clothes and went back inside the house. He soon returned with a tray holding a coffee pot, cream, sugar, and some cups. He was still naked. He set the coffee service on the table and returned indoors again. Kevin had witnessed the whole scenario and consequently hadn't fetched his clothes yet; he remained beside the cabana, naked.

Kevin glanced at Costas, who appeared to be in his mid 20s. The hairy legs were similar to his chest, the uncut cock, when it had emerged from the wet Calvin's, was thick. Now wrapped in a towel, Kevin observed as Costas was doing his work. Costas opened the two tables he'd brought in and arranged them. Kevin noticed him look around before slapping his hip.

"Any problem?" Kevin inquired, walking across the yard naked towards Costas.

"I require the last few tables and the tablecloths, and the other items but they're still in my truck."

"Would you need assistance to retrieve them?" Kevin asked.

"I'm not able to do so since I can't go to the front like this?" Costas gestured towards his body.

"Why not? The towel covers you, and no one would look in any case." Kevin wrapped a towel around his waist as he traversed the yard towards Costas.

"I couldn't..." Costas protested.

"Is your truck open?" Kevin questioned as he approached Costas.

A few moments later, Kevin came back with two more folded tables. The towel was lost in transit. He carried the tables over to where Costas had set up the others.

"Come on, a couple of more trips and we'll be done," Kevin suggested. He went back to the van and grabbed two stacked storage bins. His towel fell off at the back of the truck on his last journey. He turned to find Costas anxiously holding on to his towel. Between the two of them, they managed to gather the remaining items - glasses, cutlery, plates, tablecloths, chaffing dishes, and so on. On their third trip, Costas dropped his towel, choosing not to pick it up. When they completed their last trip, Josh was seated at the patio table, a spread of eggs, bacon, hash browns, juices, and coffee were in front of him. They gathered the towels and stacked them on the final boxes they were carrying. Josh commented,

"Sit down, let's have some breakfast, then we'll help you set up." The last part of his statement was directed at Costas. Costas initially refused but eventually sat with them and ate.

Beneath the table, small enough for such a large patio, legs and feet tangled. Costas felt a foot touch his leg. Conversation continued above the table, food was consumed. Soon, Kevin also felt a foot rubbing his leg, even wrapping his leg and lured him closer to Costas until they touched. Costas became uneasy, particularly when the foot rubbing his leg climbed upward to his thigh.

He sprang up and attempted to rise.

However, his erection revealed itself, rubbing against the table edge and managed to raise the table slightly before detaching, causing the table to crash, spilling coffee, cups overturning, food falling from the plates. Costas' face reddened, and he tried to cover his erection, which was a minimum of 8 inches long. Kevin couldn't look away from it. Josh reached out to touch it but stopped short when Costas recoiled.

"I need to return to work," Costas hastily retreated, nearly tripping over his own feet in his efforts to end his discomfort. Josh helped him up to avoid a major fall. As they stared into each other's eyes, Costas grabbed Josh by the back of his head and pulled him down into a deep, passionate kiss. Costas' cock bounced like a tree limb in the wind. Kevin observed the hard dick with satisfaction. Josh, on the other hand, held Costas in one arm and allowed his other hand to trail down Costas' chest towards the base of Costas' erection as his own stretched.

"I desire you," Costas exclaimed while disengaging, "But I can't, I'll lose my job, that is if my partners discover this."

"Do you own the company?" Josh inquired.

"Yes, but I have associates, and I'm aware they'd disapprove," Costas replied.

"Uh, I mean, I'm not sure..." Costas hesitated. He then continued, "Actually, I'm the junior partner. I can't... it's not appropriate." Costas finished.

"Alright, if you don't want to move forward with this, let's focus on your work instead." Josh suggested. After helping Costas to stand, Josh brushed off imaginary dirt from Costas' chest and guided him towards Kevin.

They started walking towards the cabana, and halfway across the lawn, they heard Costas approaching them.

"Screw it," Costas said, "I want that thing inside me." Costas approached both men, his penis pushing against their interlocked hands. They separated, and both moved their hands to grasp Costas' cock. Kevin glanced down and grinned, remembering a joke:

A man asks his friend, "How do you define 'X'?"

The friend thinks for a moment.

He responds, "To understand 'X', you need to wrap one hand around your penis, then wrap the other hand around the rest of the shaft. Anything that's left exposed is 'X'."

Kevin shared a smirk with himself before responding.

"Really?" Josh asked, bringing Kevin back to the conversation.

At this, Costas knelt on the grass, drawing everyone's attention. He turned Kevin to face him and pulled his erect penis towards them. Each man took a hand, Costas alternated between sucking Kevin's cock and stroking Josh's, marveling at the variations in their penises as he performed the dual task.

Josh knew he was close, and braced himself for an imminent orgasm.

"I'm about to cum," he said.

"The cock needs to be in my ass first!" Costas replied.

"Absolutely, not just his," Kevin agreed.

With Costas's request, he led Josh and Kevin to the tables set up earlier. Costas bent over the outermost table, spreading his ass. "Please," he pleaded, "Fuck me. Prepare me for Josh."

Eager to please, Kevin crawled up to Costas and spat on his dancing hole. He then leaned in to French kiss Costas while also tongue-fucking his ass. After a minute, he spit onto his cockhead and kneeled behind Costas, aiming into his ass. Repeating the process, Kevin spit on his saliva-covered cockhead then pushed his way into Costas' opening. Costas cried out with a combination of pain and pleasure, and took several deep breaths. On the third inhale, Costas pushed back into Kevin's cock. Kevin stopped to let Costas catch his breath, before plunging in again.

Noticing Costas's readiness, Josh climbed onto the table and straddled Costas' head. His fully erect penis bounced in front of Costas' face. Kevin advanced, his cock no longer at half-mast but still maintaining its thickness. Costas opened his mouth to accept Kevin's penis, then swiftly reached up to take Josh's. And in a fast, fluid movement, Kevin slid his cock into Costas' mouth while he sucked Josh's. Now, Costas was sturdily sandwiched between them. His head bobbed to Kevin's rhythm, and his lips stretched to invite Josh's cock.

Costas was behaving like a pro, and both men felt their testicles tighten and pull towards their bodies. Josh backed away just before he spilled his load.

"I can't take this any longer," he exclaimed.

Costas tilted his head at Kevin. "Please fuck me first." Costas begged.

Kevin nodded and followed Costas to the table. Crouching down, he just couldn't resist tonguing Costas's hole again while also caressing his head. Costas caressed Kevin's as well. Their kissing escalated, their tongues rubbing against each other in a passionate rhythm.

After a while, Costas turned away from Kevin and engaged in a deep kiss with Josh.

"Would you like me to fuck you first?" Costas asked.

Without hesitation, Kevin took Costas by his hair, pulled him back, and positioned himself behind him. He then boldly began pushing his way inside Costas's ass. Costas's sphincter constricted, making Kevin hiss in pain, despite the anticipation of pleasure. Costas recoiled, letting out agonizing noises. But Kevin remained steadfast, and as he moved in deeper, Costas pushed back onto Kevin's cock.

Josh decided to sit down on one of the tables, facing away from Costas, his legs spread wide. Now faced with a clear target, Kevin pushed himself further, almost inching his way inside Costas' entrance.

"How about this?" Kevin asked, before raising his hips. He pulled Costas' arms across his chest and belted him close, then lowered himself onto Josh's cock. The three of them melted into one another, against the table firmly under them, just two elbows extended. Their tongues and lips merged into one stream of lusty deeds, their intimacies mingling without discrimination.

Currently, the men were busy roasting Costas, giving him a taste of the intense lovemaking each had for him. Moaning and groaning in pleasure, Costas' passion was evident as he embraced Josh's erect member.

Kevin skillfully slipped his cock into Costas' backside, forcing his way deep inside, filling him to the brim while speeding up his rhythm. Costas couldn't help but vocalize his satisfaction, which only driving both Kevin and Josh crazy withNeed for more.

When Costas cried out in ecstasy, signalling his ability to cum, Josh did not let him go but kept pushing deeper and faster while Kevin enjoyed the ass barely holding Richard's cock.

"Mine turn." Josh said assertively and Kevin instinctively exited the area, leaving Costas calling for Richards to fill his place. Costas' body was flipped onto the table as he lay on his back, with Josh settling in between his legs, embracing his thighs and landing his shaft into Costas with full force; a force that excited Kevin so much he felt compelled to join the fun.

In no time, Kevin got in position atop the table, his legs on either side of Costas' head while he eventually began to thrust into Costas' mouth.

However, Kevin was not satiated with the experience - the ass was missing - so he turned around, pulling Costas off Josh's wet rod, and thrust his cock right into Josh's ass.

Unable to withstand the ecstasy, Josh yelped in pain before his body began to jerk and twist, releasing his own buildup while still constrained by Costas' ass. Costas did not turn away, continuing to ride Josh's backside vigorously.

"Costas' third." Josh yelled and Costas could only stand there while cum shot over his head - the third such instance in the evening so far.

Josh drew Costas from the table, pushing his head towards the ground, and called upon him to succeed in this round, this extraordinary experience with two cocks sizeably rounding off a tasty wedding present.

Josh had not known he would be sucked off so right after his last orgasm, but he had no time to think before he was spouting his third spray over Costas. It slid across his face but missed his body. In fact, it was around then that Kevin could not hold his composure as Josh's release had pushed him right to the point of eruption. jerking to complete his release, he showered Costas' body.

Costas, now free of tables, resumed his erect position and tossed Kevin his cock. Holding onto the base and stroking, Costas approached climax and needlessly let it go. His load tagged Kevin's thighs and splattered all over the floor.

Kevin darted in quickly, licked Costas' cock clean, and embraced him with another angry kiss, licking the residue from Josh's face.

Costas suddenly sat up, and aside from his flaccid penises, looked exhausted and as if he was so satisfied that he could die.

"Thank you," he thanked the duo with deep appreciation. "I was craving this more than I realized."

Josh handed him his clothes while Kevin assisted in setting tables for the party. The trio failed to clean the residue from the table, intent on doing so afterward.

The magic of the day had left a surprising effect - Costas' wedding has become the last memory of his penis ever remaining erect - instead, the shower left him limp.

"Let's get dressed and set everything up for the party," Josh suggested.

In the charismatic environment of the cabana, a strip club proprietor had indeed found his best business partners. Costas, experiencing his threesome with passion and professionalism, was saving money for the company under the direction of talented Josh.

The event was a success with the Ryan brothers perfecting their services; sadly, no person could have imagined the debauchery Costas would partake in.

Couples went their separate ways and cleaned up by 5 pm, before sitting down for a well-deserved drink. It was then that Costas kissed his friends, leaving them in anticipation to climax again since the energy and need remained.

It was a victory for all. They shared another round before relaxing, their threesome lasting well into the night.

Costas knelt at their feet in between thrusts of Kevin, reminding them of how he found their presence so stimulating this morning. And they agreed wholeheartedly.

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