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My Day Off

by Todd


We passed every morning. I would be on my way to work and he would be going the opposite direction to his job. I would always try to leave at just the right time, so I'd be sure not to miss him. He was the kind of man you dream of....tall, dark, and definitely handsome. I knew he was around thirty years old and single, so I could only hope that maybe, just maybe, he was gay like me. I was twenty-seven, and definitely in need of some action, but I just didn't know how to make the connection with this hunk of a man. One morning while I was going to work, late as usual, I noticed the car starting to act up. I looked at the gas gauge and realized I was out of gas. How stupid of me not to pay more attention. I saw a roadside park up ahead and pulled off, wondering what I was going to do now. Then I saw the truck. His black truck was heading my way. I thought to myself, "He'll never stop." My heart began to race, when I saw his turn signal come on and the truck come to a stop beside my car. He rolled down the window and asked if he could help. I told him I had run out of gas. We laughed about it and then he offered to take me back into town to get some gas, so I gladly accepted. I locked up the car and climbed into the truck with him. He told me that he noticed me passing by everyday and waving and was hoping someday to get to know me better. Well, of course this gave me a boner immediately, and I just hoped he wouldn't see it. He told me that he had a gas can at his house, so we would just swing by there to pick it up. When we got there he asked me if I wanted to go inside for a minute and so I said sure. We went into the living room and I was impressed by the place. Not your typical bachelor's pad but a neat, manly home. The whole house had a deep, rich smell of man, which made me so horny--I was about to die. He told me that he actually had the day off and was just going out for a movie to watch, which would explain why he was wearing a college sweatshirt and sweatpants, that revealed a nice-sized bulge that I couldn't help looking at. As a matter of fact, I was looking so intently that he happened to catch me. I looked away quickly but couldn't help blushing. What happened next was straight out of one of my fantasies. He picked up his cordless phone and handed it to me. He told me to call work and tell them I wouldn't be in today. He told me we could spend the time getting to know one another better. I was so excited I could hardly push the buttons on the phone, but somehow I managed. When I hung up, he took the phone, laid it down, and asked what we could do to pass the time. As he said this, he sat down on the couch and rested his hand right over his cock and started slowly rubbing. Immediately, my loose pants started to bulge. I sat down beside him and said that I could think of lots of things to do. He suggested that I show him one. I said okay and reached over and put my hand over his. He smiled and put his free hand right on my cock. We looked intently at one another for a few seconds, then locked lips in a kiss that I'll never forget. I felt his tongue probing my lips trying to get inside. Of course I opened up and our tongues met. The feeling of ecstasy that overcame me was indescribable. My hard-on that I didn't think could get any harder, did. He noticed this and tightened his grip on my tool. He started unbuttoning my pants and I reached deep into his sweats to find the meat I so desired. It was perfect. His cock had a big fat head with a long shaft that led down to huge, hairy balls that I couldn't wait to lick. In the meantime, he too had found what he was looking for. He pulled my pants all the way off, then the underwear to reveal a cock that needed sucking bad. He proceeded to take the whole length into his hot mouth. I moaned in pleasure which made him very excited too. We maneuvered around into the sixty-nine position and both sucked like we had never sucked before. His meat in my mouth was great. The smell of his groin area was driving me wilder than I had ever been in my life. I just kept going up and down his cock with my tongue then intently licking around the head. He was doing the same to me. This went on for about ten minutes. We both came up for air, turned to face one another and put our cock-sucking lips back together in a kiss that was unbelievable. By this time we were completely naked so we got up off the couch, walked together to the bathroom and climbed into the shower. The water was hot but not as hot as we were. We began caressing each others body. I wanted to touch every inch of this studs flesh. He asked me if I'd ever had a good blow job in the shower. I said no and asked him if he would like to give me one. He smiled, dropped to his knees and with the water from the shower running over his beautiful head proceeded to take my cock back into his mouth. I had never in my life been sucked so skillfully as I was being sucked by this man. He loved to suck and it showed. My cock was feeling great. He worked on my cock-head, licked my balls then sucked some more. He stopped just long enough to let me know that, yes, he was planning to swallow a hot load. I told him I wouldn't disappoint him. Sure enough, after what seemed like no time, I could feel myself ready to blow. He sensed this and starting sucking furiously around the tip of my cock ready to take the load I was ready to deliver. I let out a loud moan and shot hot cum for what seemed like five minutes. He never let up and received every last drop. He stood up, kissed me tenderly, and asked if I was ready to dry off and go to the bedroom. I eagerly agreed, we dried each other off, and holding hands, walked into his bedroom. I lay down on the bed with my ass sticking high into the air waiting to receive his rod of manliness. He lubed me up with K-Y with his fingers. After telling me to get ready, he plunged into my ass with his huge cock. The thrusts of his hot cock inside me felt so fucking great. He would go deep, then almost all the way out, then back deep again. He was moaning and sighing so I knew he was enjoying himself too. After several minutes of intense fucking he told me he was going to cum. I rolled over on my back waiting to take the load all over me. The look on his face when he got ready to shoot was one of sheer pleasure. The first load of cum shot out, hitting me on the chin. The second load covered my chest, and load after load continued to cover my torso. After he was finished, he lay flat down on me, our bodies sandwiched together with his hot cum between us. We kissed a long, wet kiss and fell asleep in a deep sleep brought on by the hottest sex either of us had had before. Needless to say, this was only the first of many sessions. The hiking trip we took...well, that's another story.

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