Ever since Martin had decided to enlist the help of a lawn service, he could not get the man who had come to mow his lawn out of his head. Martin had normally dated other successful men closer to his age, and in fact acted a bit snobbish towards laborers and the working class. Yet the sight of Santiago sweating as mowed the lawn had left him getting a bit sweaty himself. He simply could not help but lost over the inked-up stud as he spied on Santiago. To think, he initially wanted to be at home to ensure the new hire did not attempt to steal anything, but now Martin felt foolish to think such a wonderful man would be a criminal. Sure, he thought it was strange that Santiago played music out loud while he worked, wondering how Santiago could even hear the music over the mower – normally the workers wore headphones.

But any initial annoyance about the music playing soon turned to curiosity about the young man. That curiosity turned from merely admiring Santiago’s physique to outright fantasies involving him. He still found excuses to stay home when he knew the yard was going to be worked on, but now it was to secretly jack off as he imagined getting to fuck the hard-working hunk. Martin had not been as discreet as he thought, and Santiago knew his plan was working. He took off his sweaty shirt and approached the older gentlemen for a kiss. His natural scent permeated the air, turning Martin on even more. Martin couldn’t believe this young man was into him, but the passionate kissing convinced him that this could be more than a sexual fantasy. Martin did not know that Santiago had wanted to become one of Coach’s FitDimWits, or that he had been trained by Coach to do this.