Almost Home Alone
I’m a construction worker, tall and lean and, at 42, still toned to keep up with the younger guys at work. Winter weather being unpredictable, I got home early one day and was glad to have the house all to myself. My wife and kids wouldn’t be home for a few hours so I took the opportunity to enjoy the Penthouse magazines and fuck-films I was able to sneak into the house. (The wife doesn’t like me watching that stuff – says it gives me ideas; well, honey, newsflash: I think about getting off all the time!) The only working VCR is in the family room so I pop in the tape and flop down on the sofa. Now there are lots of windows and a door in this room to capitalize on the view (we live in the country), but it is at the rear of the house so I’m not worried about people seeing me. The action on the tape gets going, some blonde is sucking on a really long and typically manicured cock while getting fucked from behind by another stud. She's moaning with pleasure while her tits are bouncing like crazy and I’ve got my jeans around my ankles and am pounding away at my now hard, 8-inch cock. I’m thinking how good it feels to be able to get off in the middle of day – so liberating to be alone – when I catch some movement out of the corner of my eye. I’ll be damned if the UPS guy isn’t standing there at the door! Typically, no one is home during the day so they are instructed to leave packages at the back door at out of sight. Now, I figure he’s enjoying the scene on TV ‘cause he’s got a package in one hand and the other is rubbing the growing bulge in his pants. He seems young, maybe late 20s, early 30s. If I were into the “bi-curious” thing I might have invited him in, but I’m not; however, I did learn a long time ago that I was an exhibitionist – especially at the gym where I spend as much time prancing around naked in the locker room as I do working out! So, here I am stroking my dick and I’ve got nowhere to hide. I figure if I move, it will cause embarrassing moments for both of us, so I decide to pretend I don’t know he’s there. If he knocks on the door then I’ll have to deal with it; otherwise, he gets a free show. So I get back to the action on the screen and my cock is throbbing even harder knowing that someone is watching me from not more than 10 feet away. I even slip a finger down and caress my butt hole -– a maneuver I save for special occasions! I keep glancing over, but this guy hasn’t left – and his hands are moving a bit faster. The guys on screen are taking turns riding the blonde and are grunting like they’re ready to cum. And, frankly, so am I, thinking how hot this must all look to this delivery guy. I buck my hips a few times and shoot a load on my furry stomach and chest. I lay there with my eyes closed and hope to hell the UPS guy is gone when I open them. Luckily he is, but I notice he delivered more the package -- some creamy white globs of cum are streaming down the glass door. I guess he enjoyed what he saw! I can’t wait until the next time I get home early.
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