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I live in a condo unit and our parking is in the back. Next to our parking is a large field. Two condo's down from me is a nice older lady. I've often mowed her yard since she can't and she's become a great friend.
Two weeks ago I hear this loud roar coming from the back and walked out on my patio to check it out. There was a blue Peterbilt semi-truck pulling up on the grass. I heard the airbrakes hiss and the diesel engine went silent. I watched through the fence as the driver crawled out. He was tall and slender, I figured he stood about 6'4' and weighed about 190 lbs. He had long brown stringy hair and was wearing levi's and a cowboy hat with boots. I thought 'WOW' I wonder where he lives. Turns out he's Edith's son.
I quickly pulled out the lawn mower and headed down to mow Edith's lawn. After finishing, this guy comes outside with Edith and she introduces me. She introduced him as Tom but he smiles and says he goes by 'T-Bone'. T-Bone thanks me for helping his mom out and shakes my hand. I moved off to my own yard and continued the mowing.
Later that night it had cooled down and often I sit outside my back gate in my lawn chair just stareing up at the stars and drinking a beer to forget about the day. Our condo complex is small with only 10 units and sits way off the main road so there's usually no traffic after about 8:00 p.m. because everyone there is elderly. I saw T-Bone walk out the back gate of his mother's heading for his truck. I waved and said hello and he walked over to where I was sitting. I only had on a pair of cutoff jersey shorts and no shirt. He grabbed a lawn chair and sat with me for an hour or two drinking beer then said he was heading for his truck for some shut-eye.
He said he didn't like the spare bed at his moms and was more comfortable in his truck. I watched as he crawled up in the truck and turned on the interior light. I could see right into the sleeper and watched as he shed his shirt, then he sat to take off his boots, then unbuttoned his jeans and shed those. I realized he wasn't wearing any underwear as he stood in the sleeper area of his truck putting his cloths away. I was hard as a rock at this sudden turn of events and slowly slipped off my jersey shorts and started stroking my now throbbing cock. He turned off the inside lights but I could see in the moon light he walked back up front and sat in the driver's seat and was looking in my direction.
At this point I didn't care if he saw me masterbating so I picked up my pace. He sat and watched for a few minutes then his door opened and he climbed out and walked back over to where I was stroking. He was buck naked and his dick swung back and forth hitting his thighs as he got closer to me. We continued our own pleasuring and both shot off about the same time. T-Bone told me 'thanks man I needed that' and then sat back down to join me in another beer.
We get together for a jackoff session everytime T-Bone's in town. He didn't get that nickname for nothing. It is as large as a T-Bone steak.