GOTCHA SERVICES, HERE by Mike Austin
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III.
Carl:
Unlike other contacts, Carl reached me through a gay community site I joined. My site bio included that I was a handyman that likes to work naked. He lived close by and needed repairs to some closet shelves that were coming away from the wall. Carl's bio included a picture of his bare chest and he was certainly a muscled stud. I made an appointment to see him the next day. It was a typical SoCal Summer day, and even though we were close to the ocean, it was over 90 degrees. When I got to his place, I was really delighted to see the handsome ginger stud in person. He was about my height at 6', with close cropped hair and a scruff beard and only wearing a pair of shorts. His chest was nicely muscled with quarter sized nips that made my mouth water, and he'd obviously shaved his chest recently because the large amount of hair was very short. I just wanted to run my hands all over him and suck his nipples. Instead, I reached out to shake hands, trying to concentrate my gaze on his beautiful green eyes. He brought me in and started showing me around. He had a beautiful 3 story condo with large windows overlooking the community pool. I wondered how often he watched hot men out there? Climbing the stairs, I focused on his hard glutes that flexed with each step up the stairs. At the third floor master bedroom, he showed me the closet in need of repair. The builder had used a simple wire shelf/rod system, but hadn't been installed correctly. I told him I could do the easy fix the next day and we agreed on a time. At this point I was still standing in the closet (no pun) and he in the doorway. I usually won't initiate sex, but he was so hot and we had met on a personals site, that I turned toward him so that I was standing just a few inches away. I raised my hand so the back of my fingers lightly stroked his abs below his navel, then lightly rubbed up his chest to his left nipple. I brought my hand down and he leaned forward for a kiss. He traced the outline of my growing cock through my shorts, which was easy, since I' usually commando. Our kiss ramped up as our tongues begin to explore one another. I moved my hand around his back and pull him closer to me. Carl breaks from our kiss and says "let's take this to the bed" and we moved to his large bed, covered in luxury linens, reminding me of an expensive resort. Carl drops his cargo shorts leaving only skimpy briefs. As he lays down on his back I take the opportunity and devoured the sight of this handsome ginger man with the perfect body. Many red heads have very pale and sort of pinkish skin, but his is so tanned; actually just the massive amount of freckles covering his skin that adds to his sexiness. I pulled off my tank top, dropped my shorts and climbed above him on my hands and knees, my hard cock now rigidly horizontally. I lean in for another kiss before sitting back to remove his briefs and free his dick. His cock is just as perfect as the rest of him; an 8" uncut beauty, semi hard and laying against his thigh. The pink wide head is partially exposed through his velvety foreskin. His pubes are just a shade darker than the rest of his hair and neatly trimmed. I can't help myself from leaning down and taking his entire cock in my mouth. I love feeling a cock grow to full erection in my mouth and run my tongue around his head, then down his hefty shaft. I release him from my mouth and grab hold of his cock with my hand, moving his foreskin up and down his head. I lean down to give his large balls some attention with my tongue and start caressing his ass with my other hand. I am in heaven. After a while, it could have been a few minutes, or it could have been an hour, his phone starts ringing. He apologizes, but says he's been expecting a call and he runs to the other room where he's left his phone.
I overheard his conversation in the other room. He was talking to someone close to him and when he came back to his bedroom, I was still sitting naked on his bed. He sat across from me and explained his daughter was having car issues, potentially being stranded. He thought he might have had to go pick her up, but all was OK now. Since our "moment" was obviously over, I asked about his daughter and we chatted for a while and discovered we had a lot of similarities. He was in his early 50's, just a few years younger than me but barely looked 40, had both been married and come out late in life. He had a daughter and I a son, that were about the same age. The biggest difference was that he was still very close friends with his ex-wife and his daughter was his biggest advocate; while my ex hated me for what "I'd done to her" and my son didn't speak to me. By this time I'd been there longer than planned and started dressing to leave. Carl admitted to being turned on by black dress socks and asked me if I wouldn't mind wearing a pair when I came back the next day. I smiled and leaned down to give him a quick kiss. He walked me to the door without getting dressed and we said our goodbyes.
I arrived the next day tools and materials in tow. He answered the door again dressed in shorts but found he had shaved his whole body since yesterday, much to my disappointment. We went up to his bedroom where I stripped and then put on the black dress socks he requested. He watched me work for a few minutes, then took a work call out of the room. By the time he came back, I was done. He was surprised at how fast I made the repairs. We traded places in the closet as he inspected the repairs and was all smiles. I couldn't help pulling him in for a deep kiss. I undid his shorts, let them drop to the floor, dropped to my knees and pulled his briefs down to expose his beautiful semi hard uncut cock. I took his cock in my right hand and large balls in my left. I massaged his balls and playfully tugged at them while slowly stroking his foreskin up and down over his wide pink head. Being cut, I'm always mesmerized by a soft velvety foreskin, when lucky enough to play with one. I stroked him back revealing the head, brought it to my lips and gently rubbed it around my lips and beard. I took him into my mouth and explored his shaft with my tongue. Soon I'm bobbing up and down on his thick cock with more enthusiasm than usual, but just can't help myself. He's still not fully hard when he pulls me off of his dick and clearly has other plans. Pulling me up, he leads me to the bed and has me prop my back against the headboard. Carl lies down opposite me, with his head at the foot of the bed propped up on pillows and his feet toward my head. He asks if I have ever done foot play before? I told him no but was open to new experiences. He then took my right foot with both of his hands and brought it up to his face. He started massaging my foot while rubbing it on his face, and very sensually began removing the black dress sock. I started slowly stroking his cock and playing with his balls as he brings my foot back to his face and again is rubbing my foot while giving it a tongue bath. He lowers my right foot down and repeats the process on my left foot. He's hard as a rock and we're both flowing precum. I'm stroking both our cocks as Carl releases my left foot and returns to my right, lifting it to his mouth and now sucking on my big toe; literally giving my toe a blow job! This is by far the most erotic and sensual encounter of my life!!! I need to get in on this so I lift his left foot to my face and try to replicate his moves. I explore this body part I had never considered before with my tongue and notice the subtle differences in the skin between the heel, the ball and the arch. I lick between all his toes; then pull his big toe into my mouth and start giving his the same type of `blow job' he's giving me. I'm not sure what he had planned from here but being the aggressive fucker that I am, I lifted myself back higher against the headboard, bent my knees and placed both my feet against his hard cock and pressed his erection against his abs. I started jacking his dick with my feet, tugging his foreskin up and down over his cock head. I know Carl's enjoying my foot jack and is now propped up on his elbows with his eyes closed. I shift my position slightly so I can wrap my toes around his cock and stroke him more aggressively. He grabbed my feet with both hands and presses me closer, while moving his hips to hump my feet. The sight is so hot, I start stroking my cock faster and faster. Carl's now sweating heavily and his face and chest are turning red. He starts groaning, his body tenses as he pushes my feet into him so hard I think it must hurt, and then his cock explodes ropes of cum all over his chest and neck. I'm jacking my cock furiously and explode before he's finished. When done, I have cum all over my chest, neck and beard. I want to maneuver over him, to taste his cum but he gets up before I can make it and goes to the bathroom to clean up. I joined him and we kissed as we cleaned each other. Standing behind him, kissing his neck while reaching around and rubbing my hands all over his chest and abs; I watch us in the bathroom's full mirror. He's so fucking hot I wish I could cum multiple times. Oh well, I'll just have to make another service call.
Pete
Pete was another `customer' that reached me through the gay community site. He had a toilet that wouldn't stop running. After a few very friendly email exchanges, I guessed he wanted a hook-up as well a repair. He was so friendly and lived close to the house I was working at, that I offered to drop by during lunch and see his problem. I got the address and headed over the next day, but grew curious, when following my GPS found that I was literally driving through the campus of a major university. Not wanting to waste time, if I had the wrong address or a typo, I called him. He assured me it was not a typo and guided me further into the campus to a small community of condos and single family homes built on the campus grounds. When I got to his row of single story attached homes, Pete was waiting for me and showed me where to park. He was older and shorter than me, with a bald head and white beard. He had sparkling blue eyes and a permanent smile that reminded me of a leprechaun. There was something so endearing about him, that I wanted to hug and kiss him. He led me in to his condo and explained he was a retired university professor and the collection of homes had been built as low income housing for faculty and staff. The prices were only 40% of similar normal homes but the stipulation was that they had to be occupied by university faculty or staff. He also explained he was renting out 2 of the 3 bedrooms to other male faculty members to help his retirement income, but they did not know he was gay. The interior looked exactly like you'd expect of a retired professor, with crammed bookshelves on every wall. He told me his roommates were gone but would be back shortly and led me to the offending toilet. I heard the running water,I lifted the lid, made a quick adjustment and it stopped. He was amazed it was that simple and asked how much he owed me? I told him I couldn't accept any money for such a simple fix at which point, he led me to his bedroom, pulled my shorts down, pushed me back on the bed and dropped to his knees, telling me we had to be quick before his roommates came home. He then went down on me like a mad man; sucking, licking, stroking with such intensity I came in a matter of minutes. He eagerly sucked down every drop of my cum, then stood up and with his permanent smile said "next time we'll have to plan it so we have more time". I was shocked by what happened but very satisfied. I pulled up my shorts and followed him to my car.
After several emails, we finally found time to reconnect. When I arrived, he greeted me naked at the front door, except for a metal cock ring, which was average size and thickness. He led me to his bedroom and chatted as I stripped down. Pete had this amazing energy, and everything he did was fast and purposeful like a little bunny. He said we had a few hours to play and wanted it to last, then handed me a small white pill and water. I got a little nervous and questioned him about what this was, but he assured me it was safe and I don't know why, but I trusted him, took the pill and hoped I wouldn't regret it. He then started kissing me and is a good kisser and his kissing is urgent like his personality and actions. He pushes me to sit on the edge of the bed and lowers to the floor between my legs, starts licking and sucking my thick cock and playing with my large balls. He is taking his time but there is that ever present urgency about everything he does. I figure he didn't get an opportunity to have sex as often as he needs and is desperate to make the best of each encounter. I love what he is doing; alternating between swallowing my whole cock down his throat, stroking my shaft, concentrating his mouth and tongue action on the head and pulling and massaging my balls with his hand. After several minutes he says "I want you to fuck me!" That's good with me and he gets on the bed on his back, reaches for his lube, squirts some on his hand, pulls his legs up and starts lubing his hole. I apply some lube to my cock and gently press the head to his slick hole, expecting to gently start the entry, but he reaches around, grabs my ass and pulls me completely into him. I pull his feet over my shoulders, grab his thighs and start giving him what he obviously needs: a good pounding. He is obviously no virgin but his ass is still nice and tight. As I develop a steady pace of long full strokes, he's moaning and writhing on the bed below me. His hands are constantly roam over my chest, my nipples, grabbing my arms and ass. I am totally into all the pleasures of fucking him and I realize I'm not having to fight off a premature orgasm. Whatever that pill was, this must be the affect. Now I alternate playing with his nips and stroking his cock while pounding his ass; when he stops me and says he needs a break. He pushes me back so that I'm laying across the bed then climbs between my legs to work my balls over with his tongue. My balls are really large and hang low and he is in an awkward position trying to reach them. He gets up, gets a wide leather cock ring from a drawer and puts it on me, bringing my sack closer to my cock base. He's happy and tells me how hot my cock looks in his cock ring, then goes back to his task tongueing my balls. He pushed my legs back, working lower toward my ass, then he stops and asks me if I've ever been fucked? I admit yes many times, but not in a really long time. I guess in his rapid fire manner, he didn't want to take time to prep me, and goes back to my cock and starts sucking me again with urgency. After several wonderful minutes he says he's ready to fuck again. I ask him to come sit on my cock but he tells me that isn't a good position for him and gets on all fours next to me. I mount him and again my cock goes in fully with one stroke. I hold on to his hips and give him a good solid fuck, just what he wants; before grabbing his shoulders so I can slam into him with everything I have. He starts grunting with my thrusts as he strokes his cock so hard and fast I think he must be hurting himself. We've been going at it for over an hour, and I am really ready to cum but he says he needs another break. I stand up beside the bed, giving my sore legs a break and Pete sits on the edge of the bed, taking my cock into his mouth. This time I take control and hold his head with both hands and start face fucking him. He grabs my ass and pulls me into him as fast and hard as he can. After what seems like an hour, I shoot a huge load down his throat. I seem to be cumming forever; with at least 10 healthy shots. Pete lays back and starts jacking so fast his hand is a blur. I lean forward, begin fingering him, massaging his prostrate and licking his small tight balls. He yells out as he shoots all over his chest! We are both soaked in sweat. It's been over an hour and a half, the longest I've ever lasted. He offers a shower before I leave and we chat as I'm dressing. He remains so friendly and figure I've a lot more to learn from this little sexual dynamo.