Scott went to prepare breakfast, he checked the fridge and freezer and was disappointed to discover that he was on his last portions of bacon and last few sausages. The accomplished killer knew that before he took on anymore Brotherhood work he actually found a suitable target to top his own stockpile of meat up.

He sat down in front of the TV and turned it on, flicking through the channels he stopped on one that was showing the local news.
The news reporter began to say “Police are appealing for witnesses to a fatal hit and run which occurred yesterday evening. Twenty year old Jamie Wall was hit by a car which stopped and then deliberately reversed over the young man. So far police have very little lines of enquiry but do believe that this was an intentional act and will be treating the incident as a murder investigation.” The screen then turned to an image of the car park which saw police searching for clues along with a photograph of Jamie.

Scott laughed to himself, he knew that there wasn’t a hope in hell of the police tracing the vehicle he used, besides it had already been disposed of and broken down.
His attention soon turned to where was the best place to pick up some fine Aussie meat and eventually decided on scoping out one of the nearby gyms.

It was around 10am when Scott entered the gym and found that there weren’t many people in attendance yet. He didn’t really mind as he knew that it would soon get busy. In the meantime Scott began his own workout as he waited.

Scott was focused on some weights, being in the zone he did not see what was going on around him. That was until he heard a voice say “hey mate, how many set have you got left?”
Looking up his jaw nearly hit the floor when he saw an Adonis of a young man standing over him. Handsome and good looking with a perfectly sculptured body with firm flat abs and two wonderfully rounded pecs, Jordan had a body that many people would be envious of, an all this was topped off with a great set of legs.

It took Scott a few moments to regain his composure before replying “I’m just on my last one on these set now.”
“Ok cool.” Jordan replied “Do you mind if I jump in?”
“No not at all.” Scott uttered “feel free.”

Moments later the accomplished killer gave way and let Jordan do his set on the machine. Scott watched as the young hunk grabbed the weight bar and prepared to lift. Scott couldn’t take his eyes off of the young man and even fantasied he killed Jordan by holding the weight bar down over his throat, but under the proviso that he was acting as a spotter he managed to survey each one of Jordan’s muscles as they strained and bulged during the heavy set and knew that he had finally found a gymgoer worthy of his freezer.

“Yo, cheers for that. I’ll spot you before my last set.” An out of breath Jordan uttered as he held the bar for Scott as he took his position on the bench.
Scott ran ideas through his mind on how he could get hold of Jordan and as he was midway through his set the unsuspecting gym hunk had just given Scott what he wanted.
Jordan grabbed the attention of a gym worker as she walked past and turned on a bit of the charm. He asked her if it was possible for him to put an advert up on gym notice board, the worker asked what the advert contained and Scott’s ears pricked up when Jordan told her that it was a notice advertising his handy man/ landscaping skills. The female took the advert off of Jordan and pinned it to the notice board as Scott in turn tried to get his spotters attention.

“Oh shit. Sorry mate.” Jordan said as he noticed Scott struggling with the weights and went over to help.
“Thanks man.” Scott replied as he sat up on the bench, “Did I just hear right you’re a landscaping looking for some work?”
“Yeah that’s right.” Was Jordan’s response “works dried up a little bit, it’s the same every year at the moment.”
Jordan’s eyes lit up when Scott said “Ah ok. I may have some work for you.” The two gym hunks disappeared to the corner of the gym and quickly discussed what needed to be done. With the time only being midday Jordan offered to come over and have a look at what needed to be done and if he needed to offered to start the same day. The two shook hands and headed off to shower and change.
Jordan paid no attention to what was going on around him as he changed whilst Scott had his eyes firmly fixed on his prize which also caused a little problem as his manhood grew hard at the sight of the prime piece of Australian meat.

Once the two had left the gym they made their way back to Scott’s place. As Scott drove and Jordan followed in his pickup truck the killer was just glad that the garden was in quite a state and Jordan would actually have some work to do.

Scott and Jordan walked around the property as the young handy man was shown which areas needed the work and then headed inside to discuss a price for the work. Jordan looked hot as he sat in a black tank top and worked out the labour cost. The two discussed it over a beer and eventually settled on $250 per day, the deal was done and the hands shaken as confirmation.

Jordan sat and finished his beer as Scott knew that he would soon be dining on the hunks fine flesh.

“Right I’m going to go get my stuff and get started.” Jordan said as he headed out the front door.
Moments later watched as the hot handyman who had now changed into a white t-shirt and shorts fired up the water pressure hose and began to wash down the walls and window sills above the flower beds. For Scott it was like watching a wet t-shirt competition as the pressure of the hose saw water flying through the air and in doing so completely soak Jordan’s shirt so it was now clinging to his fine frame.

When the hose was turned off Scott felt compelled to head outside with a towel so Jordan could dry himself off.
“I don’t think I need this anymore as the weather is ok.” Jordan joked as he pulled off the wet shirt and hung it on a wall before grabbing the towel and drying himself off. A scene Scott enjoyed watching.

“Thanks mate.” Jordan said as he handed the towel back to Scott and got back to work this time focusing on weeding some of the flower areas.

An hour later Scott could see that Jordan was making good progress and decided to bring the hunk out some refreshments.
“Hey Jordan, time for a break. Here have this.” Scott shouted as he threw Jordan an ice cold beer.

“Cheers Scott.” Jordan replied as he looked up and then popped the top of the bottle off against the side of a wall and gulped down its contents. “Aahhh. That was fucking good.” Jordan sighed as he wiped any excess beer from his chin before warning Scott On what he was doing next “Excuse the noise in a minute as I’m gonna start on those old trees and logs with the chainsaw.”

Scott put on some music to drown out the noise of the chainsaw as Jordan got to work. The killer was Impressed with the young man’s work ethic and dedication and laughed to himself as knew that this would have meant a good tip for the hunk if he wasn’t about to be killed. On looking out of the window he couldn’t help but not be impressed with the hunks fantastic physique with its fine muscles and knew it was nearly the time to strike.

Half an hour later Scott went out to check the progress of his hunky gardener, he found Jordan still working on the same part of the garden and asked if the young man needed any help. Jordan shouted “No I’m fine. I’ll be with you in a minute.”
Seconds later the sexy hunk reappeared carrying a log above his head. “You should have joined me Scott. I was just having a little work out.”
“Fucking hell Jord, no wonder your physique is so good. It seems like you take any opportunity to work on it.” Scott replied as he took out his phone to capture the moment, one in which he could look at later and admire Jordan’s pumped upper body and fine legs.

“I’ll just tidy the flower bed and then I’ll call it a day for today and hopefully finish the work tomorrow.” Jordan explained as he put the log down and soon got down to working on what he said he would.
Scott knew he would have to act soon and spotted the pair of garden shears lying up against the fence, he looked over at Jordan who was preoccupied in his work. He could feel his own trouser snake growing as he took in the sight of the sexy workman who was still shirtless dressed only in his shorts, Scott noticed the top of Jordan’s pink underwear sticking out from the top of his shorts, however it was the sight of every part of the studs legs flexing that spurned him on to act there and then. Jordan’s smooth legs with their thick thighs and defined calf’s would soon be his as he picked up the shears and took up position behind Jordan.

Scott took in a deep breath and then attacked as he brought the shears down stabbing Jordan in-between his shoulder blades. Jordan let out a cry as he collapsed to the ground with the shears protruding from his back.
Scott grabbed the shears put his foot on Jordan’s back and pulled them out of his back, he prepared to bring them crashing down but noticed that Jordan was still alive as his eyes blinked but could not move. Scott had killed enough people to immediately know what had happened and instead threw the shears to the ground and knelt down beside Jordan.

The stab wound had severed the hunks spinal cord meaning he was paralysed and unable to move, the attack had also seen Jordan lose the use of his voice. However he could still see and hear anything that was going on around him.
“I’m sorry Jordan but everything had been leading up to this moment. You see I’ve killed many young men across the globe and from the moment I saw you in the gym I knew I needed to kill you.” Scott said as Jordan tried to speak but could only blink in response.
“I’ll be feasting on your flesh but don’t worry I’ll make sure that none of your fine body will go to waste.” Scott added as he brushed his hand up Jordan’s smooth leg. “But first I think it’s only fair for me to test the merchandise.” Scott said as he grabbed Jordan’s shorts and underwear and pulled them down to reveal his firmly sculptured arse. “It’s probably best you didn’t feel this.” Scott joked as he pushed hard to force his cock into the sexy labourer’s hole, despite some initial resistance he broke through and began to fuck a paralysed Jordan who could do nothing apart from lay still and not even enjoy the occasion.

Jordan was a great fuck, to be fair Scott knew that most straight guys were although they would never allow themselves to have the experience. Scott really wanted to tuck into Jordan’s mat and dragged the young hunk into one of the outbuildings that was used to slaughtering the hunks bodies.
Scott shackled both of Jordan’s ankles and then instigated a motor that saw the hot hunk hanging upside down. Jordan’s eyes followed every move that Scott made and he soon wondered why a large barrel had been placed underneath him. Things soon became apparent when Scott stood in front of Jordan with a knife in his hand, he grabbed the hunks hair and pulled the head back he noticed the eyes roll backwards as he cut Jordan’s throat from ear to ear.
Blood gushed from the fresh wound as Jordan gargled on his own blood his body gently swaying back and forth as his blood collected in the barrel. Once the initial blood flow had slowed down Scott hugged Jordan around his abs and gently squeezed, in doing so he helped force out any blood that was still left in the body.

Jordan still swayed slowly back and forth as Scott surveyed his latest kill, he looked the body up and down as he contemplated where best to start the butchering.

Scott eventually decided to start by fully removing Jordan’s head. He continued to cut around the wound he made before giving the head a twist and pulling it off. Jordan’s severed head was placed on the side as Scott then removed the hunks arms and cut the meat away from the upper part, the biceps and triceps were placed on the side whilst any other meat that could be obtained was placed in a container to be minced up.
Attention now turned to Jordan’s torso and Scott ensured he spent a lot of time making sure he captured every part of edible meat from it.

He carefully cut away Jordan’s meaty pecs before slicing away his firm abs. The chest cavity was then cut open as he delicately cut away Jordan’s ribs still firmly coated in thick juicy meat. Scott then ensured that all the meat he could gather from the body was salvaged before turning his attention to Jordan’s fine rump which was cut away and put with the finest cuts of meat.

Scott laughed to himself as most of the dead hunk had been cut away which now left nothing but a pair of legs dangling from the shackles. Knowing that these would yield the most meat Scott cut both legs just above the knees and carried both thick thighs to the side. He began to carve one of these into steaks, fillets, boneless roasts and joints whilst the other thigh was gently wrapped ready to be cut up when it was needed. This only left Jordan’s calf muscles which were easily sliced away and put on the side.

However Scott wasn’t finished there and placed Jordan’s remains in a drum of acid that would remove the flesh that remained and leave only the hunks bones. As the acid got to work Scott minced the scraps of meat up as he made some sausages and burgers. He carried the meat inside and placed it in the freezer but not before keeping a couple of fine cuts out for the meal that night.

An hour later he returned to the outhouse and removed the bones from the acid these were then placed on a tray and placed in a kiln to be dried. As Scott cooked his dinner he left the bones to dry, once he’d eaten a roast from Jordan’s thigh with potatoes and vegetables he went back and crushed the now dry bones up. The fine powdered bone meal was collected and in what Scott thought was a fitting end to for the sexy landscaper his remains were spread over all the flower beds.

Scott kept Jordan’s tools and drove his pick up to the car scrap yard where the Brotherhood member who owned it ensured it was crushed and disposed of appropriately.

That night Scott looked over the photos he had taken of Jordan, some the hunk knew about the others he’d taken secretly. Jordan was a fine young man and one whose company Scott had enjoyed. But Jordan was also a hunk whose flesh tasted fantastic and a guy who Scott was only too happy to tuck into again soon.