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Caught by the Cable Guy By Wag
"Dammit!" I yelled after stubbing my toe on yet another box. I hopped around on one foot before landing on my bed. Fuck that hurt. I'd been in my new apartment for two weeks, but it was still littered with unpacked boxes. Dangerous boxes. I vowed that I'd finish unpacking today. I'd been busy with the move and starting a new job. Simple things like making my new apartment a home had fallen by the wayside. I hadn't even gotten a chance to explore my new neighborhood. And believe me I wanted to. Or at least explore all the men in the neighborhood. My building alone was bursting with great looking guys. I'd spied them in the elevator, by the mailboxes, or doing a quick load of laundry. Didn't get a chance to really talk to them, but I was hoping that would change soon.
I wouldn't call myself hot like them. I'm no troll, but I'm no Adonis either. My body is average. 5'9, 185lbs, no six pack here, a bit of hair on my chest, and more than enough on my head still thankfully. It's going gray, but I'm not ready to call myself a daddy yet. I'd say I have a nice dick and a good ass. No complaints on either. Although lately I've been the only one using them. Even before the move/job I hadn't gotten laid regularly. It was just me and my hand when nothing panned out on the apps. Not that it's a horrible thing. A good stoke session can be very satisfying. Friday nights after a long week are the best. I usually stripped off my work clothes right away. I enjoyed letting my cock hang free after being confined in slacks all day. I couldn't wait to stretch out on the couch or my bed. Bring up some porn on the laptop and start working my cock. I missed this Friday. Too exhausted from work.
Now I found myself horny on a Saturday morning and losing interest in unpacking. I was very interested in my quickly hardening dick though. I dug into my sweats (no underwear) and pulled it out. It reached full mast with a few strokes. My other hand wandered up my chest, ready to tweak a nipple.
Ding dong!
"Dammit!" I yelled in frustration. The cable guy. I'd forgotten that I made an appointment. Looking at the clock I saw that this was the first cable guy to actually be on time. I tucked my quickly deflating cock back in my sweats and went to the front door. I wasn't disappointed by what I saw on the other side.
"Hey. Bill Sutton, right? I'm Rick. Here for your install," he said. Fuck me this guy was hot. He looked to be in his mid-20's, tall, Latino, with a great build, and beautiful brown eyes.
"Hey. Yeah, that's me. Come in," I replied. Rick walked past me. I caught a whiff of him as he did. He smelled fresh, like he had just showered. But with a bit of musk. "The TV is in here," I said gesturing to my small living room. I quickly pushed some boxes out of the way. Rick appraised my flat screen TV.
"Just this one?" he asked.
"Yep," I told him.
"Should be a pretty easy job. I'll try to be quick," he said as he got to work.
I took my time drinking in Rick's body. He was filling out his short-sleeved uniform shirt and tight jeans nicely. So many muscles. And it looked like he had a full package. He glanced back at me and I quickly looked away. Grabbing for an open moving box.
"I'm gonna be back in the bedroom. Unpacking," I told him.
I quickly walked down the hall to the bedroom and shut the door. I hoped Rick hadn't caught me checking him out. By now my dick was rising. Being that close to such a sexy man was having an effect on me. That and a lack of orgasms recently. I reached down to grab my bulge. Fuck it, I thought. The bedroom was pretty far from the living room. He wouldn't hear me if I was quiet. And quick. In a flash I was laying on my bed with my sweats around my ankles. It felt good to tug on my cock again. All I could think about was that cable guy in the next room and how good it would feel to have in on top of me. Or inside me. Both of my holes. I closed my eyes and pictured it all as my hand ran up and down my shaft. Fuck me, Rick.
Knock, knock!
My eyes snapped open. Rick was standing at the now open door. Shit I hadn't closed it firmly enough and it must have opened while I was busy jerking.
"Sorry to interrupt," he said, annoyed.
"Shit! I'm sorry. I thought the door was closed," I said as I sprang out of bed and pulled my pants up.
"Sure," he said with an eyeroll.
"No seriously. I wouldn't. I'm so sorry," I stammered.
"Do you think this is the first time this has happened to me? In this neighborhood? Please. You're like the 100th customer who I've caught jerking off," he said. He made quote fingers around "caught".
"No, really," I began.
"Save it dude. You guys are all alike. Playing out your fantasies. You wanna be the horny customer and I'll be the stud cable guy who services you," he said mockingly.
"Look..." I tried again.
"Shut up. It's not gonna happen. This isn't a porno," he said interrupting me. He crossed his arms and stopped for a minute, thinking. "Maybe I should do you a solid," he said. He was considering something. Shit, was this actually going to turn into a porno. "I'm not fucking you. But I can watch. You like that, right? Being watched?" he asked with a bit of a sneer.
"No. I mean kinda. But, no I wasn't trying to get you to..." I started.
"Strip!"
"What?" I asked confused.
"Strip. Like you were before. You wanna be seen so bad. Get naked," he ordered. I didn't know what to do. Was he playing with me? Was I about to get my ass kicked? Something in his eyes told me he was serious. He leaned against the door frame. Waiting. His eyes locked on mine. I wanted to get naked for this man. I slowly pulled my shirt over my head. Then kicked off my flip flops. I took a deep breath. Without breaking eye contact with Rick, I slowly pulled my sweats down. My cock sprang out as my pants hit the ground. I stepped out of them. I was now completely exposed in front of the cable guy.
"Now what?" I asked. Rick looked me up and down.
"Get on the bed. Like before," he answered. I did as I was told and laid on my back. Looking up at him. Rick came closer, standing over me. Not too close though. "Start jerking off," he commanded. I obeyed. I wrapped my hand around my stiff dick and started going up and down.
"Like this?" I asked.
"Yeah, just like that," he replied. "Stoke that cock. You're so fucking horny for me aren't you. I could tell the minute I stepped in this place. The way you were checking me out. You were practically drooling." He wasn't wrong. "What were you hoping would happen when I found you in here?" he asked.
"Uh..,"
"Were you gonna get on your knees and suck my dick? Huh?" he asked. He grabbed the large mound in his pants. "You want this in your mouth?"
"Yes!" I begged. Seeing his bulge, so close to me, made a bit of precum drip out of my cockhead. I scooped it up with my finger and used it for lube.
"You think you can handle it? It's pretty thick. I've choked a few bitches with this," he warned. As he talked, he ran his hand back and forth over the front of his pants. Was he getting hard? I was dying for him to haul it out and show me. I wanted to see how thick it really was. And prove to him I was better than those stupid bitches.
"I can take it," I whined.
"I bet you could. You're so eager. Bet you want this cock in your hole too," he said. I nodded quickly. "Yeah, I could slide it inside you. Show me your hole. Take your hand of your dick. You don't want to cum just yet," he said. I rolled up on my back a little, lifted my legs, and used my hands to spread my ass cheeks apart. Showing my hole to Rick. He peered down at me. Taking in what I was presenting. "Damn, looks tight. When's the last time you got fucked, man?" he inquired.
"Uh, a few..." I said trying to think.
"It's so long you can't even remember," he said, cutting me off. "No wonder you're so hard up for me. You need a good fucking. You want me to get on the bed right now and plow you?" he asked with a grin.
"Fuck, yes. Please," I implored. I put my legs down and spread them. My hand went back to my cock. Like a magnet. I started stroking again. Working my dick with my right hand. My left went to my nipples. Going back and forth between them. Tweaking. Pinching.
"You want me to get in between your legs, whip out my dick, and put it inside? No lube. Just ripping right into you. Taking that tight hole. Making it open up. Then start pounding it. Really lay my pipe inside you. Just owning that ass." I moaned loudly. I wanted everything he was describing. Rick put his hands on the bed and leaned down. He didn't touch me or get too close. He just stared at me as I pleasured myself lewdly for him. "Yeah I could hold onto your thighs as I rammed my cock inside. Digging in that hole. Give you what you've been missing. C'mon buddy. Stroke that cock for me. You gonna cum for me?" he asked.
"Oh fuck, yes! So close. I want you so fucking bad," I groaned. My hand was flying on my cock by now. I was in a frenzy. It was so hot having this guy so close yet out of my reach. Taunting me. Being my voyeur.
"Show me fucker! Shoot that load!" he commanded. I jerked hard. The cum was rising now.
"Of fuck!" I yelled. A geyser of cum shot out of my dick. It landed on my chest, quickly followed by another spurt. And another. My body bucked as spurt after spurt shot out. Five or six. I writhed around on the bed as Rick watched.
"Nice, man" he praised as I came down from the high of my orgasm. The cum rolling down my chest and stomach. I breathed in deeply. I could hardly move. "You needed that," Rick said. He moved away from the bed. At a safer distance again. The show was over.
"Thank you," I replied.
"Hope you enjoyed it," he said smirking. Without another word he turned and walked out of my bedroom. I just laid there as I heard him collect his stuff and leave.
Fuck that was hot.
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