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You’d never visited the island before so you weren’t sure what to expect. “Go see if anyone there needs lawn maintenance,” your boss had ordered before shoving you out the door. You rolled your eyes and huffed, walking to your truck. He better reimburse me for the ferry cost this time.
Your boss was a living nightmare but you were forced to put up with his bullshit to secure a roof over your head and food in your belly. Your job wasn’t one that excited you, not by any stretch. It was manual labor and was as boring as a job could get but it paid the bills. Gardening wasn’t your forte but it wasn’t the worst thing you did either. There was a huge stress relief that came from the buzzing sound of the lawnmower, each time you used it imagining your boss’ face on each blade of screaming grass.
The island he was sending you to was called Ork and was just off the coast of Denmark where you lived. The island had such a small population you weren’t sure exactly why he was sending you there of all places. It seemed pointless as you were sure nobody living on the tiny run-down island cared enough about impressing others to pay someone for landscaping.
You took a nap during the ferry ride, lounging longways in your truck feeling the waves rock the vehicle and lull you to sleep, completely ignorant to the adventure you would soon be on.
The first house you drove up to turned out to be the Mayor’s, he politely declined your services but pointed you in the direction of a dirt road that led to an old sanitarium that a group of people currently squatted in. By the way the Mayor described it the place was full of weeds and needed a lot of TLC.
“If any place on this island needs your services, it’s them,” The Major said with a smile before going back to his afternoon tea.
Following The Mayor’s instruction you got back in your truck and headed down the long road. There were no landmarks or confirmation you were going the right way until you were right up on it. Pulling in, your brow furrowed in repulse as you checked out the state of the place. ‘Dilapidated’ was the word you would use to describe it. The outer walls were green with messy overlapping vines, thick patches of weeds overran the walkway leading to the front door, and the grass around…Are those cages?...was so tall you were afraid you’d get lost if you tried to walk through.
Making your way up the walk was difficult but you finally made it through until you were standing at the front door. Searching for a place to knock that wasn’t covered in shrubbery was a challenge but once you did you knocked incessantly, urgent to get these people the gardening help they needed. You didn’t think you cared about your job, not until you saw this.
“What’s all the commotion?” You heard someone shout from inside.
“Who’s out there?” Another voice screeched.
“I don’t know, you idiot, it’s not like we can afford cameras!”
“Answer it!”
“No!”
“Go away, whoever you are!”
“Hi,” you spoke up so they could hear you through the door. “I’m a gardener and landscaper.” You gave your name. “I was wondering if you were in need of my services?”
A man whipped open the door, he was holding a taxidermy pheasant and the scowl on his face was enough to make you want to turn away and drive back to the ferry immediately.
“We don’t need you or your fancy gardening hands around here.”
“Are you sure?” You said. “With respect, this place looks like it needs some help. I could make it look so nice, if you’d allow me the opportunity.”
Please, for the love of God, let me fix your house, man.
“Get off my porch or I’ll hit you with this, you hear me?” He grunted, holding up the taxidermy in his hands. “Go on! Get out of here!”
“Leave him alone!” You heard a softer voice say from behind the terrifying man.
“God dammit, Elias, this isn’t even your house!” The man turned to address a man behind the door you couldn’t yet see. “What business is it of yours?”
“It’s not nice to yell at someone who is trying to help you,” the man named Elias said.
“I don’t have time for this bullshit. You deal with him. I’m going back to the basement.” He trudged away leaving the crack in the door vacant before the man named Elias filled it.
He was cute in a quirky way with his thick mustache and curly hair. His eyes got wide when he saw you before returning to their normal size.
“Hello,” he said. “I’m Elias. Please excuse my brother, he really would’ve hit you with that bird if I hadn’t stopped him.”
“Well I appreciate that,” you said.
“You’re welcome,” he said. Elias had the kindest eyes you’d seen in a while. Wrinkles formed on the sides of them when he smiled.
“So will you let me fix up the house?”
“We can’t afford to pay much,” Elias said.
“It’s okay,” you said. “I’ll do it for free, you just have to tell everyone you know who did it for you and refer them to our company.” Pro-bono work wasn’t something your boss or company offered but you were desperate to get to work on the house, a compulsion deep inside you was begging to take on the project. Plus, being around Elias and his kind eyes would be a bonus.
“I’m not sure I know many people,” Elias said, an embarrassed blush starting on his cheeks.
“That’s okay,” you reassured him. “I can get started right now.”
-
You unloaded your truck and immediately got to work weeding and lawn-mowing. It was already mid-afternoon by the time you started so you knew it would be a multiple day job half way through. Elias was very attentive, bringing you water and snacks and making sure you were okay in the heat. You and he talked about everything, from home life to hobbies to favorite movies to favorite music. You were really beginning to like this guy, he seemed very genuine and you simply could not get over his sweet demeanor.
The sun was beginning to set so you started to pack up your things for the day, your tank top drenched in sweat from the hard work. “I’ll be back tomorrow,” you said.
“Wait,” Elias said, sounding desperately like a kid who’d made a new friend and didn’t want them to leave so quickly. “You can stay the night here, you don’t have to go. Besides, the ferry won’t be back until morning and there’s no hotel on the island.”
“Okay,” you said. “If you’re sure I wouldn’t be imposing?”
“You won’t be.”
“Your brothers are okay with it?” Elias had told you everything about them, except the secrets about their DNA.
“I’m sure they will be. It’s not every day we get company,” Elias eyes were shining more and more with every sentence you got closer to agreeing to stay.
“Okay.”
-
If the outside of the house was run-down then the inside was a train wreck but since you had zero expertise on indoor work you kept your mouth shut out of politeness. Wild animals roamed the house from chickens to piglets to little mice. Elias chuckled when you first noticed them. “They’re my friends,” he smiled. “They won’t hurt you.”
Dinner with Elias and his brothers was tense, Elias kept interrupting people’s conversations around the dinner table to mention random facts he’d learned about you that afternoon. You would blush and cover your face with your hands. Elias was so cute you couldn’t stand it.
When it was time for bed Elias showed you to the library where a queen-sized cot was set up.
“I put this together for you,” he said, fluffing the pillow on the cot. “I figured you wouldn’t want to sleep in a room with the rest of us. This is the most comfortable cot in the house. You’ve been working hard all afternoon, the last thing we need is you hurting your back on a bad cot.”
“Thank you, Elias,” you said. “That’s very thoughtful of you.”
Elias was sat on the edge of the cot staring up at you awkwardly, his hands folded between his knees. “You’re very handsome, you know?” He blushed, looking down at his hands.
He timidly looked back up at you to gauge your reaction.
“Thank you,” you said. “You’re-“
You couldn’t finish your sentence before Elias was up and out the door, slamming it behind him. You were taken aback by how fast he moved to leave you stood flabbergasted for a few moment before shaking your head and turning out the light and flopping down onto the cot and falling to sleep, absolutely exhausted.
-
The next day was very similar. You hated mornings but at the crack of dawn you got up and immediately got to work. You’d been working for a few hours when Elias joined you outside with breakfast for the two of you on a tray. You didn’t realize how hungry you were until you saw him. Joining him on the stoop you grabbed the plate of pancakes he had put together for you and dug in.
“Thank you so much,” you said, downing half the cup of orange juice in one gulp.
“I needed to make sure you had your energy,” Elias smiled meekly.
You continued eating and was half-way through your plate of pancakes when you noticed Elias wasn’t eating and was instead staring at you.
“Elias?” You said.
“Yeah?”
“What you said last night…about me being handsome…”
“I’m sorry if I made you uncomfortable.”
“No, no,” you said. “You didn’t make me uncomfortable at all. I liked it.”
“From me?”
You laughed. “From you, yes. I was trying to say before you left I think you’re very handsome too.”
Elias stared at you with his mouth hanging agape for a moment, dumbfounded that anyone would ever find him remotely attractive.
“Me?”
“You,” you said. Elias wasn’t typically your type but over the past few hours he’d shows how compassionate and loving he is. You found your mind wandering to think about what he was like in bed. “Elias, what is your history? Have you ever had a boyfriend? Girlfriend?”
Elias’ laugh was so loud it startled you. “Look at me. You really think…? No…never.”
You found that hard to believe.
“You’re a…virgin?”
Elias nodded vigorously.
“Elias, how old are you?”
“Forty-nine.”
“And you’ve never…”
“Nope.”
You nodded, continuing to eat your pancakes. You wanted to remedy his situation immediately but you would wait until the evening.
“How have you gone so long without having sex?” You were curious. You immediately regretting the question once it was past your lips, realizing how rude it sounded.
“I get nervous,” he said. “Most people don’t like me.”
“I like you,” you said placing your hand on Elias’ thigh just below his white shorts on his upper knee.
He startled from the touch jerking his hips up. “Um,” he said, his voice cracking. “I gotta…” He got up and ran back into the house.
You had an idea of where he went but you finished up breakfast and got back to work.
Once dinner time came Elias was nowhere to be found. You asked his nicest brother if he’d seem him but he just shook his head. Disappointed you ate your dinner and immediately retreated to the library and your cot. The job would be done tomorrow and you were hoping to spend more time with Elias before you had to leave, but it looked as if that wouldn’t be happening. You shut your eyes and just as you did you heard a knock on the door.
You sat up.. “Who is it?”
“It’s me,” Elias’ voice was soft.
You didn’t get up from the cot as you beckoned him in.
He opened the door and you could immediately feel a shift in the room’s atmosphere, thick with tension.
You lifted the blanket, there was plenty of room for the two of you. “C’mon,” you said.
“Are you sure?” He looked at his feet twiddling his thumbs.
“Please.”
He walked toward the cot and hesitated before climbing in and under the blanket with you but staying at the edge, trying not to touch you. You turned to face him and placed your hand on his cheek. The room was dark but you could feel his eyes close at your touch.
You reached with your other hand to his shorts and grazed the back of your hand across his erection, straining against the material. “What do you want me to do?” You said. “You want me to suck your cock?”
Elias groaned and covered his face and nodded, hiding his embarrassment.
“You’ve never had that before have you?”
Elias shook his head. “N-never.”
Reaching into his shorts you encircled his cock in your grasp. He gasped at the touch and bucked his hips up. Leaning in you whispered into his ear. “You’ve been so sweet to me.” You kissed his cheek as you began working your hand up and down his shaft. “So kind.” You gathered some of his pre-come from hip tip using it to coat his cock and allowing your hand to move faster. “I want to make you feel good for that.”
Elias was breathing heavy in your ear, clutching at your back and you jerked him off under his shorts.
“I’m g-“ he grunted, coming with a gasp.
You weren’t surprised how fast his orgasm came but you would be lying if you said you weren’t disappointed. You’d been hoping to at least get your mouth on him before he did. You continued stroking him through his twitchy aftershocks from his first orgasm caused by someone other than himself. He grabbed your face on both sides and crushed your lips up against his.
Taken aback but pleasantly so, you kissed him in return. Where did this confidence come from all of a sudden? You pulled your hand out of his shorts and held his face with your hands as well, deepening your kiss. His kissing was sloppy and technically a mess but you were enjoying his tongue against yours, trying so hard to mimic what he’d seen in movies. All the same it was getting you excited.
His hand left your cheek and went to move between your legs to emulate what you’d done to him. You jumped slightly when his hand slid between your thighs, his fingers right up against your heat. He pressed up and began moving his hand slowly. You whimpered and squeezed his hand tighter between your thighs.
“Elias,” you gasped.
“Daddy,” he sighed. “Call me Daddy. Please.”
“Daddy,” you whispered.
“Good boy,” he pressed two of his fingers up directly over your clit and began circling them causing your hips to buck.
“Oh my god,” you wrapped your arms around him clutching him against you as he continued to tease you through your boxers. “How do you know…”
“I watch a lot of movies,” he whispered like it was a secret before flinging the blanket off the both of you and pressing you onto your back. He kissed your lips in a peck before trailing down your body and tugging your boxers off. He took your knees and spread your legs, opening you up for him. Both of your eyes had adjusted to the dark by now so you could both see each other with the light provided streaming in from under the door. He stared down at your body for a while taking you in, caressing the sides of your body with his palms.
“Can I…try?”
You placed your hand atop his resting on your knee and nodded.
He leaned in to spread you open farther with his fingers before beginning to lave at your pussy. Your legs twitched and Elias replied to it by squeezing your inner thigh. It was obvious Elias had no idea what he was doing but his intention was there and that alone was making your toes curl.
“A little higher, Daddy,” you sighed, running your fingers through his curls and tugging his head up directing him where you wanted him.
He began to suck and lick at your clit causing you to whine and your head to fall back, clutching to his hair and bucking your hips up.
“You’re so wet, baby boy,” he whispered.
Is this my Elias? You couldn’t believe he was talking this way. You were so wet for him you were leaking onto the cot below you, throbbing and wanting him inside so badly.
“Are you hard again?” You asked.
Elias looked down at himself and nodded, his eyes staring up at you as he began kissing and toying with your clit again.
“Fuck me,” you said. “Daddy, fuck me.”
“I don’t have a condom,” he said, you could feel his blush against your skin.
“It’s okay.”
“Sure?”
You nodded. “Please.”
He scooted up and tore his own shorts down to his knees. He held himself and looked down at you as he bumped his cock between your legs a few times from your inner thigh, to your labia, to just below your clit. “I can’t…I don’t know where…I’m sorry.”
You circled him and guided him. “Right here,” you said as you pressed him into you, pressing down on his lower back with your other hand. He slowly sank into you, your gasps mimicking each other’s.
Your hands carded through his curls again holding the back of his head as he began thrusting in and out of you.
“Fuck,” you sighed. Elias had been big in your hand but you didn’t realize just how big he was until he was inside you.
He leant to kiss you again, his mustache ticking your lips. You were so drunk off of him, so full. You were already so close.
“Elias…Daddy…I’m so close.”
He moved your hands from his hair and pinned your arms down against the pillow on either side next to your head, lacing his fingers through yours before beginning to pump his hips fast fucking you hard into the cot.
You wailed feeling his huge cock pounding into you again and again, your thighs quivering through the inescapable pleasure, your orgasm started at the base of your spine building up until it it was slamming you back with full force rippling through your body. You whined his name again and again as you came, squeezing his hands in yours as he himself stilled and groaned, emptying himself inside you. Your lips met again, both of you kissing yourselves through the remnants of electricity coursing through your bodies.
-
He held you against him, spooning you from behind as you lay together. His face was nuzzled into the back of your head.
“Are you still leaving tomorrow?”
You thought about it, knowing what you wanted to say but worried you would be denied. You’d had a crush on Elias before all of this but now you were attached. It hadn’t even been a full two days and already you couldn’t imagine leaving. The sanitarium was far beyond anything you could see yourself ever living in but it had a certain charm about it.
“I want to stay,” you said, your thumb rubbing his forearm. “Can I?”
“You really want to?” He said. “For how long?” His voice had a giddy air to it.
“As long as you’ll have me,” you turned onto your back to look up at him, twirling one of your fingers in his curls.
He smiled and you both leant to kiss each other at the very same time.