Fixing up the yard.

We spent six and a half hours in the sun, but in the end we’d spread the dirt around the yard and leveled it out. It was backbreaking work, but worth it. The lawn was really coming together, and would be ready for grass tomorrow. I made my way over to the hose, shouting at Tony that he could call it for the day. “Come spray off! Good work, man.”

He carried his rake towards the house and leaned it up against the wall before stripping off his shirt and taking the hose, allowing the water to run over his well-toned body. I hadn't seen him shirtless before that point, and had failed to notice how muscular he was. Tony’s time doing handiwork had sculpted him, and his physique was certainly worth admiring. For a man I had thought was approaching thirty, he had the body of a twenty year old. I couldn’t help but stare, though I glanced away quickly when he opened his eyes, hoping that he hadn't caught me staring.

“Pick up the tools around here while I go grab a quick shower. After that, I'll take you back into town.” I walked quickly inside, trying to hide my throbbing member from his view.