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My-New-Handyman-Part Two
I spent the day getting ready for the night. Dinner was planned and ready. There was plenty of cold beer in the fridge. I have showered twice, and now I am waiting for the doorbell to ring. I am wearing almost nothing. My hot, hairy body is exposed, except for a cock-sock-thong that contains my massive organ, hanging down in front of me. That's all I need to handle the hairy stud Beta who is about to come to me. When the bell rings, I slowly walk over to answer it. As instructed, Steve is still dressed in his coverall "uniform." It has been in the high 90s today and it is obvious that he has been sweating. His pits are stained dark with sweat. There is sweat beading on his forehead, and he looks like he's been working very hard. As the door opens, Steve smiles big and I see his delectable dimples and his flashing blue eyes. I stand aside and motion to him to come in.
He steps in far enough for me to close the door and stops in the entryway. He stands at attention and says, "Reporting, as ordered, sir."
I walk around in front of him and place my hands at his collar. Slowly, I start to pull he coverall zipper down, allowing my fingers to scrape down the center of his hairy, sweaty chest. His chest hair is wet and I lean my nose in close to smell. I am greeted by a mix of his sweat and dirt odor, and the smell of him cum from earlier in the day. I stay a long time, inhaling deeply to burn my nostrils with his strong, harsh aroma. "Mmm!" I moan.
I push the coverall top over his strong, hard shoulders and allow it to drop to the waist. Now, I have his entire, hard, hairy, taut torso standing in front of me. I lean up to his neck and sniff hard, then I lick his throat and down to is collar bone. I lift his arms high over his head and he holds them there. I dive into his wet armpits, licking the scunge that has collected there all day. It tastes salty and ansty and delicious, all at once. I consume both of his armpits completely. Then< I rub my hands up and down his mighty chest and abs, hugging him as I walk around behind him. I kiss the top of his spine and lick the sweaty, stinky line from his neck to the top to the tailbone. Then, I pull around in front again.
I run the zipper all the way down now and let the coveralls fall to the floor. Steve's mighty cock is free It hangs at 7", limp between his legs. It's thick and there is hair all around it and his walnut-sized balls hang low underneath. On my knees now, I dive my nose into his crotch and pull in the strong smell of old cum, piss, sweat, and man-funk. I inhale deeply and try to taste what I smell. I pull my tongue along the bottom of his ball sack and along the tube in his penis.
While I'm here, I untie his massive work boots and help him out of them, he steps out of the boots and coveralls, and there he is, Steve Porter, my new handyman. I plan for him to be very handy to have around for a very long time. Standing here at attention, I can tell that Steve is definitely not an Alpha and he needs to be handled and told what to do. He's done a lot of submitting in his life and he likes it. He averts his eyes whenever I look at him; he won't lock eyes with me directly. I feel like I could tell him to do almost anything and he wouldn't object.
"Sir, if I may be so bold," Steve said, "Is there anything I can do for you, sir?"
"As a matter of fact, yes," I answered. "I'd like for us to grab a beer and sit and talk. I want to hear your story, so I know how this is going to play out."
Steve went to the kitchen and brought back two cold beers and we sat opposite each other in the living room. Just sitting there naked, Steve had me excited. I did my best to hide it, Steve noticed and smiled big. He told me his story, which was very helpful. In summary, Steve grew up in a single-father home in a tiny town in the midWest. He didn't get much education because his dad wanted him to work to help support his drug habit. He worked at a small mechanic's place in town and he did odd jobs for people. That's how he learned his basic skills. He had to drop out of school at 14, so he only got to the 8th grade. His dad stayed high most of the time on whatever his drug of choice happened to be that week; he also drank quite a lot. He didn't work, so the money Steve earned was all they had. Once, Steve's dad walked in on him in the bathroom after a shower. Steve was big for his age and more developed than most boys his age. He already had quite a bit of hair around his cock and his ass. His Dad grabbed him and dragged him into the bedroom where he bent Steve over the side of the bed and raped him. This continued fairly regularly until Steve turned 18. He had no self-esteem and he was scared of most men, even though he had grown into a muscled, hairy young man. To get away from his Dad, Steve joined the Navy on his 18th birthday. He did well in boot camp, he was an excellent swimmer and he learned fast. On his first ship assignment, there was a nasty young officer who discovered that Steve had lied about having his GED. So, he confronted Steve alone deep in the bowels of the boat. He told him what he knew and said the Steve would have to be his bitch to keep from getting booted out of the Navy. Steve spent the next 4 years as this officer's bitch, sucking him and getting fucked all the time. That officer even told other officers and late-night gang-bangs happened fairly often.
"You see, sir," Steve said, "I'm used to being bossed around and used for sex. I'm not real educated, but I'm not dumb either. The thing is, for some reason, I like it this way. It means I'm giving somebody pleasure So, please, use me and abuse me and order me around. I will let you fuck me as often as you want and I will suck your cock anytime. If you want me to be stinky scrut like today, i won't shower for a week. If you want me clean, I'll shower twice a day. If you like me hairy, I'll stay this way; if you want me smooth, I'll wax it all off. I liked you the minute I saw you and I thought we might be an even match. You are an Alpha and you are hot as fuck, sir. Be my Alpha, and I won't disappoint you, sir."
"Steve," I said, "Thanks for sharing your story. First, you're right, I am an Alpha, THE Alpha around here. I'm strong and I never lost a fight, and I love to tell guys what to do. I like your body just the way it is, so don't change a thing. Shave your head, keep your bears, work out those gorgeous muscles, and stay far away from hot wax. That said, we are not going to be roomies, or pals, or anything else that sounds mushy or permanent. You work for me and you give me sex, that's it. Bill my landlord for the work, and come to me for sex. I would prefer that I am your only sex partner, but i will trust you to be honest with me if you hook up with anyone else. Do not bring me any STDs. You don't live here and you will only sleep over when I ask you to. You will be here whenever I want you, and you will always be on time. That said, go get us more beer!"
Steve gladly went for more beer, and I got to watch his cute ass walk away and his bouncing cock return. His stench was really strong and his man-musk-funk-cum-stink filled the room. I'm not really into nasty, dirty sex, I do like the smell of a hard-working man after a long day. We drank our beers pretty quick this time. I told Steve to bring a six pack in with him. He obeyed.
We sat in the living room, drank beer, and talked more about the real work he was going to do at my apartment. I agreed to let him use his master key to access the apartment when I was at work. He promised to do a good job and to give me extra special service. We laughed and kept drinking beer. We polished of 5 cans each and I had to piss like a racehorse.
"Hey, Steve, you gotta piss?"
"God, yes, I thought you'd never ask."
"C'mon. Lets have some fun."
I led him into the master bathroom where there is a huge walk-in shower with steam and rain heads. It's very high-end. Steve said, "I installed this shower, sir. I hope you like it."
"I like it very much, now lie down on the shower floor, and hold your piss until I tell you to let it go."
"Yes, sir!" Steve hit the floor on his back. His magnificently filthy, smelly body was all mine. I pulled my boner sock off and started to piss. I aimed my cock up and down Steve's beautiful body, shooting some directly into his open mouth. I have a huge bladder and always piss a lot. With all the beer, it's even more. Hot piss kept raining out of my fire hose and I made sure some of it got on every part of Steve. He lapped it up whenever I came near his face. His cock got really hard and I knew he had to piss, and that it hurt to hold it in. He started to tense and had to grunt to keep from letting his bladder empty. When I was completely drained of my piss, I told Steve to let himself go, and to be sure he drank as much as possible.
Steve let his bladder open and hot piss shot out like a fountain. He aimed it to hit all over his chest and abs, and then he raised his ass into the air and folded himself over to where he almost had his cock in his mouth. He had a straight shot and emptied what looked like a gallon of his hot, yellow piss straight into his mouth and down his throat. I applauded him.
"Great job, Stevie boy." I said. "That just brings up all sorts of possibilities."
He drank the last of his piss and I turned on the shower, first with cold water. He laid there and didn't flinch. He took the cold shower like a man. Slowly, I tempered the water to warm and told him it was ok to stand up. Then, I took the soap and I gently washed is entire body, slowly rubbing his hairy chest and abs, squeezing his strong biceps, and plunging soaping fingers into his cunt. Finally, I soaped his cock and stroked it until he got hard. Then, I told him it was my turn.
Steve's massive hands took the soap and rubbed my back and my ass first. He spent a lot of time kneading my glutes and stroking my back. Then, he turned me around and washed my hairy chest running his rough fingers along my nipples and squeezing them, then running his fingers through my chest hair. He rubbed my abs and moved his hands down below my waist and took my hard cock in his hands. He massaged it and stroked it, but didn't go too far. Then, he massaged my big ball sack and ran soapy fingers through my ass crack. Finally, we rinsed off and stepped out to dry. First, I grabbed Steve and pulled into my chest and kissed his mouth hard. I put my hand on the back of his head and pulled him into my mouth and kissed him with my tongue down his throat. Our wet bodies rubbed together and I felt myself getting hard and ready to fuck. I pulled away from him and grabbed a towel.
"Dry off, motherfucker," I yelled, "We've got to fuck right now."
I walked into the bedroom and waited for him. I was standing at the end of the bed, so Steve took his place, lying on his back at the edge of the bed. I had picked up a tube of lube on the way, and I shoved the tube into Steve's cunt and squeezed a glob into him. Then, I smeared lube on my hard fuck stick. I took Steve's legs p onto my shoulders and folded him over like I had just seen him do to himself. My horny cock was right at the opening to his eager cunt; I knew he wanted me to show him who's boss and this was my chance. Without warning, I plunged my 8" thick meat stick hard into Steve's cunt. It knocked the breath out of him and he gasped. I kept shoving until I was balls-deep and my pelvis was slamming into his. His guts were splayed open and I had a perfect fuck going. I slammed his cunt, in and out. I pulled all the way out and immediately slammed back in. I did not let up the pressure at all. Slamming in and out, in and out. Hitting the wall of his gut and assaulting his swollen prostate. Steve's eyes rolled back in his head and he pushed back against me to pull me deeper into his hungry cunt. I started to swell inside him and he felt it. It was not going to be long before I dumped a huge load of my hot spunk into hiscunt. Steve grabbed his cock and started to stroke himself. I pulled him further up in the airand he was bent backwards a little more. Now, his cock was aimed straight into his eager mouth. I watched him jacking himself with that huge, rough hand, and I got more excited. I had to pmp him, harder, deeper, faster. It was out of my control now, cum was rising inside my shaft. I could feel the geyser about to flow, Just then, Steve's cock erupted in a fountain of thick, hot cum that landed directly in his mouth. He pulled his head and chest up off the bed and he had the tip of his cock touching his tongue, and his creamy cum kept shooting out of him and running down his tongue into his mouth. I couldn't stand, my cock erupted in spasm after spasm of cum, thrown out of me by a force stronger than usual. I shot 8 or 9 times and till spasmed for a while after. I pressed my cock into Steve's gut and held it there until it started to get a little soft. At last, I slid out of his slimy cunt and I collapsed next to him on the bed. Steve leaned over and took my terribly sensitive cock into his mouth. He licked the cum and the cunt juice off and then wrapped his warm, cum-filled mouth around my twitching cock. I thought I was about to pass out from the pleasure.
"Fuck me running!" I shouted. "What the fuck was that? You are amazing, Steve. No wonder you were so popular in the Navy. Your pussy is a treasure chest of lust and you can put your cock in your mouth and drink your own cum. That's worth the price of admission!"
"Yeah, I know." Steve laughed. "If I stretch and warm up first, I can actually get the first 2-3 inches in my mouth. It's a gift. I've always been real flexible. Before I got so big, I did gymnastics and learned how to stretch, then, when I grew, I worked hard at manual labor jobs and I could never afford to stay home, so I worked injured and learned how to endure pain.. The Navy came along and I learned how to treat a real man and how to give myself completely. My flexibility won me a lot of money gambling on if I could suck my own cock!"
"Well, Steve, my man, you have earned a long-term contract serving me." I said. If you continue to perform like that for me, and if I get to watch you suck your own dick, fuck! I'm in!"
Steve sat up on the bed and laughed. Then, he leaned over and gave me a big, wet kiss. I could taste our cum mixed together, and I rolled over to go to sleep. Steve showered and left. He left me a note that he would be back Monday to start work. He also left his cell number so I could text him when I needed more sex. Geez! I have a great job in a great city, and a great apartment, and a sex god who offers himself when ever I want it. I sure as fuck hpe I do not wake up anytime soon.
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