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My-New-Handyman-Part Three
Over the next few days, Steve came and went while I was at work. He was making good progress on the list of things I asked for. I've been busy at work, so I haven't had time to text him for extra-curriculars. So, this afternoon, I had a tingling in my pants that would not go away, so I sent Steve a text.
"Steve this is Matt. I need you to be at my place tonight at 7:00 sharp. Eat before you come. Do not shower. Wear as little as you can legally get away with to drive over here. I want you hot, sweaty, and ready."
Steve's response: "Sir, Yes, Sir!"
So, my cock is hard for the rest of the afternoon and I have to stay behind my desk to hide it from everyone at work. When I get home, I pop a TV Dinner in the oven for supper. That'll take almost an hour to cook. It's just after 5, so I strip and get on the treadmill to run as fast as I can. I work up a good sweat, dripping down my chest and back. Beads of sweat falling onto the treadmill. Irun for 45 minutes and get really sweaty. Then, I go eat my supper. So, now it's around 6, and Steve will be here in an hour. I go back into my spare room and do some weight work, to keep the sweat pouring out of me. All this work, added to the general funk of being in an office all day, is starting to get me ripe, and I love it. I rub the sweat all over my chest, and I reach down to run my finger under my balls and smell my man-musk. I have also downed about a gallon of water during my workout and I need to piss, but I will hold it till Steve arrives. I decide to drink some beer to sweeten the contents of my bladder. It's now almost 7 o'clock and I'm sure Steve will be prompt. So, I wait in the living room and I hear the key slip into the lock and turn. The lock clicks open and my front door swings wide. There he is, my new handyman, Steve.
He did well with my instructions. He has no shirt on, he's wearing cutoff jeans that are so short, the pockets stick out the bottom. And, there are holes ripped in the jeans on one of his ass cheeks and right next to his package. He has on flip-flops, that he kicks off instantly. That's it. Gorgeous Steve is standing there, sweaty and a little dirty, hairy chest, bulging biceps and pecs. I want to grab him and eat him up. So, I walk to him and he lowers his head just a little I grabs his pecs and twist the nubs of his nipples. Then I rub my hands across his hairy muscles. I drag my hands down his front, caressing his abs, and following to his waist. I unbutton the short and they fall off, revealing his adonis cock. I run my finger under his ball sack and bring it to my nose to inhale his strong musky odor. That's all I need. I pull Steve into a tight embrace, rubbing our sweaty, nasty bodies together, and I kiss him full on the mouth, hard and passionately. He responds and we stumble to the sofa to sit and fondle each other as we kiss.
At last, Steve says, "Sir, I was wondering if you would give me a shower tonight, like you did before."
"I certainly will. Drink a beer and then, go lie down in the shower stall and I'll be right there."
I grabbed two beers out of the fridge and handed one to Steve. He guzzled it down and asked for another. "Sir, my bladder still has room in it."
I gave him my beer and I grabbed another. He guzzled it and held out his hand again. "Please, sir." So, I gave him another beer, and then one more. He said that was enough and he headed for the bathroom. While he went that way, I headed into my bedroom and reached into the nightstand for a tube of lube, a huge dildo, and a bottle of poppers. I left the lube and dildo on the bed and took the poppers with me to the shower. I found Steve, on his back, spread eagle on the shower floor. He smiled at me when he saw the bottle. I offered it to him, he knew what to do. Steve opened the bottle and pressed it to his nostril. He inhaled deeply and then again. He moved it to his other nostril and repeated the deep inhales. He handed it to me and I mirrored his actions. We were no primed, high, and ready for what comes next.
I stood over Steve and aimed my cock at his face. Then I let my piss flood out of my full bladder. As I hit the target of his mouth, I squatted over him, closer to his mouth and emptied my bladder into him and onto his face. He struggled to swallow, as if being water-boarded. But, he managed. Then he asked my permission to relieve himself. I said he could, but he had to share. I got down on the floor and Steve stood over me. He showered his piss over my whole body. The hot man-liquid rolled over and down my sweaty body and I moaned with pleasure. When Steve was empty, I got up and kissed him while we rubbed our piss covered bodies together. Then we showered it all off and walked to the bedroom.
I told Steve to get on the bed like a dog. Then, I squirted lube into his cunt hole. I smeared lube all of the dildo and pressed it against the opening to his hairy cunt. He puckered for me. I handed the popper to him and told him he should take a lot in very deep. As he inhaled the third time, I pressed a giant 14" X 6" dildo cock into his cunt. Steve screamed in pain, and then he moaned in pleasure as his cunt formed around this gigantic beast. This thing is called "Kong's Cock," and it's the biggest dildo I could find anywhere. I pressed it all the way into Steve's hungry gut and twisted it around. When it scraped his prostate, Steve squirmed and moaned with delight. He pressed his beautiful ass back against my pressure and drove the thing deeper into him, impaling his guts with Kong's might. I started to pump it in and out of him, pushing it deep, then pulling it out, only to slam it back in. Finally, I attached a strap to Kong that held it in place inside Steve. He could not now push it out.
Then, I moved around in front of him and fed him my 10" fuck-stick. I pushed it slowly down Steve's throat, then I took hold of his head and skull-fucked him hard. He pushed against the Kong in his cunt and he sucked my cock into his throat. I fucked him hard and I warned him not to cum until I said he could. I could see him tighten his midsection, determined not to cum too soon. I was confident he wouldn't with the Kong up his ass and me in his throat. He was too distracted to cum. I also kept holding the poppers up his nose to keep him too drained of blood to stay hard. He didn't have a chance. So, I could fuck him like this all night long. I was taking poppers too, and I had popped Viagra earlier. We were going to be here for at least another hour or so. I pumped my pole in and out of Steve's mouth. The Kong kept pressing into him as the strap reacted everytime Steve rocked his hips. Every once in a while, I pulled out so Steve could breathe, but my cock had not intention of shooting its load right now.
I kept this up, and I could tell Steve was getting tired. I pulled out and released the Kong. Steve heaved a big sigh of relief. He turned over on his back and said, "Now you, sir, please? I want you to empty your seed into my guts."
I pulled his legs up onto my shoulders and positioned my cock at the door. His swollen cunt had gone back in shape and was closed once again. He has a gift, indeed. So, I press my hot rod against his pussy portal and press down hard. He lets me in with a pop, and I start to fuck his ass with abandon. I am so turned on right now, I want to fuck him hard and fast and cum already. But, I have delayed it for a while and now I need to really work at it. I hit him hard and pump him. He grabs his cock and starts to stroke himself. That's all I need. I look down at my hairy, hard captive, and his stroking cock gets me going fast and furious. I am truly sweating again and working hard to make this last, yet wanting relief. Finally, Steve's cock showers a massive load, rope and creamy rope of hot cum flies out of his tip, landing in the hair on his chest and abs. Some even hitting my abs and dripping in the hair. I can't hold out any longer, I explode with volley after volley of hot juice, and I feel it fill Steve's cunt, oozing out around the edge of my shaft. "Fuck! Fuck, Steve!"
In the end, I collapse on top of Steve, rubbing our sweaty, hairy bodies together. I roll of him to lay beside him, and we doze off. It's late when we wake up. I insist that we shower together, that really is a lot of fun with this guy. His body is so much fun to rub and soap. It's now close to midnight.
Steve, "I know I said you wouldn't stay over here at night, but it's really late. Why don't you sleep here and you can borrow some of my clothes to go to work in the morning."
Steve: "I appreciate that, Sir, I really do. But, I need to go home as agreed. I don't want to do anything that might fuck up our deal, Sir. I will see you the next time you text, Sir."
With that, Steve got his things and walked out of my apartment. I rolled over and went to sleep.
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