Time: 10:30 Saturday April 24, 1999 TV PROBLEMS by natan10@hotmail.com The stories which I write are not always true stories. Actually, they rarely are. They are entirely fictional. They grew out of a desire to put down in words many "fantasy dreams" which I have had. I am bisexual, married and white with two grown children. I love sex with a man and, in my real world, it is no stranger to me. My stories are intended for mature eyes only and are always based on male/male relationships. There is no violence, S&M, bondage, etc. in my works. If you liked the story, let me know. If you didn't like the story, I would also appreciate a note and an explanation why ... otherwise, I won't get anywhere, will I? Feel very free to write me anything you'd like. I look forward to hearing from anyone interested in responding to these stories. All I am trying to achieve in my writing is to make you feel good. Really good. If you want to write me just to "get off", then do so. After all, this is why we exist and who we are. In my stories 'condoms' do not exist. In our real world, condoms MUST exist. In our own personal fantasies, however, sex is idealized the way we would really like it to be - raw skin and no rubber. But remember: Safe sex must be the only way! ************** TV PROBLEMS by natan10@hotmail.com Today, the cable company was to send two technicians to rehook us up to receive the cable stations in the new apartment. My wife had returned to work after our week vacation in order to make the move. I had been busy all day working and they were already 3 hours late. I was busy washing up the kids' dishes when there was a knock at the door. I was positive it was the workmen and I had a threatening speech all prepared. I mean, after all, a delay of 3 hours??!! I went to the door and threw it open and my planned lecture was thrown out the door. I stood aghast as I viewed this very handsome, black-haired guy with incredible blue eyes at my door standing next to an equally gorgeous guy who looked a little older. "Show me where you want the cable outlet to be put!" he yelled out at me with this gruff, aggressive voice. "Over there, in the living room," I pointed, noticing that he was rude, being very upset by this, but also noticing how incredibly masculine and gorgeous he was. He strutted around the apartment and in a very bar-room sort of way, asking me all sorts of pertinent questions, like: "How many outlets do you want? Where do you want them? Have you had a contract with the cable company before?" I was much too flabbergasted by his looks ... and by the physique his buddy had - the one who apparently works the rounds with him. They must have been 15 years younger than me. I noticed that they were wearing the company's uniform of elastic-banded cotton pants and a t-shirt -- the kind of pants that are very loose-fitting and, when you bend over, exposes a very nice view! I answered all of their questions and they went on with their work. I stood watching them for a moment or two or three and then went on with my business while they were working. I came back out and asked them if they wanted coffee and the younger of the two looked at me, smiled and said "Sure, if you're offering." Being always on the lookout for these things, I couldn't help but notice of how the younger one, who was kneeling down drilling a hole in the wall, looked up at me when I asked my question, but then his eyes wandered down my body, either out of sheer curiosity or, as I was hoping, sizing me up. I went to the kitchen and made their coffee ... and mine. Bringing it into the living room, I said that the coffees were ready. They took a break. Once again, the younger one looked at me ... this time right in my eyes. His own green eyes shot right through me. What was I to do? Two incredibly gorgeous hunks working in my house and I was alone and horny and didn't know these guys. They apparently were very straight. The elder one - the one with the jet-black hair and blue eyes was very macho; but the other, the younger of the two, I wasn't too sure of. I gave them their coffee and they sort of haunched on their feet while drinking their coffees. As I left the room, I couldn't help but notice that the younger one had his eyes on me. I quickly turned around and saw that he was eyeing me from behind, as his eyes quickly jolted back up - like he was embarassed. I then sort of put my hand on my crotch as a sort of indication that I was "straightening" my jeans on my hips as I was walking. I purposely put my hands right on my crotch to "sort of" adjust my balls, and to make my "sexual" indications to them, if they were at all to notice! The younger of the two noticed this and looked at my crotch while I was doing this. He then quickly looked me in the eye and licked his lips (this was about 5 seconds worth of pleasure for me). I stood and watched them from the side for a few minutes - they could not see me. What I noticed was that they were very close. They were bending over each other, drilling, talking and going about their business. Then it happened. I noticed the elder of the two drilling with his friend next to him. His eyes were on the other's crotch! They both were smiling at each other in a very special way, throwing glances back and forth. Just as the younger one had to give his older friend a few screws from their tool chest to finish off their installation, I noticed -- and I might add here with unusual luck for me - that the elder of the two gave his friend a real quick brush against his crotch. I paid very special attention to see that it was with a purpose. I quickly returned to the kitchen in order to "hide" my proximity. I came back into the room and asked how much longer they would be. "About another 45 minutes," the younger said. I then decided to play a special game with them and to test them: "Do you mind if I take a quick shower?" I asked. "Not at all," the elder said, "after all, this is your house." I then continued: "You guys OK for the next 10 minutes or so? Need anything?" The elder answered: "No, thanks. You go ahead. We have each other if we need anything." And I noticed he gave his younger friend a special sort of grin with a special wink. I went to my bedroom, got quickly undressed and went to the shower. I was already clean (this was only a reason to get undressed and, hopefully, 'seduce' them, if there is such a thing!), but I entered the stall for a moment anyway, letting the hot water run on my back as I have always loved that feeling. I finished quickly and put my ... need I say ... scanty towel around my waist and reentered the living room, my cock already tenting out my towel a bit. They both turned and looked at me, and I saw that their eyes together and simultaneously took in my bulge. "You guys OK?" I asked - also giving them a special smile. "No problems here with us," they said, adding: "Looks like you had a very nice shower!" And then they both looked each other in the eye and looked at my bulging towel and winked to each other. I then did something which I wouldn't normally do; however, I was getting very distinct "signals" from these two. I made as if I was 'rearranging' my balls, and put my hand between the opening in the towel, exposing my growing cock a little and the elder had no problem whatsoever of paying close attention to this - his eyes were on me and my crotch only. Then - and I think now that this was intentional - he put his hand on his friend's thigh and pinched it, quite blatantly. His younger friend then put his hand on his partner's head and rubbed his hand through his head, in a real friendly-like sort of way. But I knew now without a shadow of a doubt what was going on. I turned my back toward them and purposely let my towel slip a bit as I pretended that I was walking out of the room. "Oops!" I said, while the younger of the two very quicly (and I emphasize 'very quickly') jumped up, kneeled in front of me, scooped up the towel and, with a wink, handed it up to me. While doing this, he gave my body a very definite lookover, paying special attention to my cock. He then did exactly as I was hoping - and actually waiting for - he put his arms around my waist and planted his mouth on my cock. "Oh God, man ... how did you know that this is what me and my partner wanted!" he blurted out as he took my already-stiff cock and began pumping. I know this was planned as his friend already had his uniform half down his legs and approached us. He quickly got down on his knees next to his partner and, gently pulling his partner off my cock, replaced him and took my throbbing shaft straight down his throat, while his head tilted up a bit trying desperately to look me in my eyes. My hands went directly to his beautiful crop of hair, running my hands through it and grasping the hair, forcing his mouth ever deeper on my shaft. His friend stood up, took off his uniform, got back on his knees behind me and without hestitation started rimming my manhole with his lips and tongue. I started to gyrate - forward and backward, forward and backward. The elder one (sucking my cock), quickly stood up, took his pants completely off and immediately lay down on his back. I took no time whatsoever to go down on his beautiful cock, now completely exposed. It was a dark-skinned, approximately 7-inch cut shaft, veins throbbing, with a beautiful patch of equally black hair surrounding its base in a most-perfect shape. I was busy pumping him up and down when he began to squirm a bit and slowly move his body sideways while I still had his cock down my throat. His friend immediately understood and leaned over, very expertly moving his body in order to get his friend's cock down his own throat. So the three of us were in a circle suck that was exquisite. The three of us just then started to completely relax, our bodies all entwined in a wonderful, immediate and spontaneous suck-off experience. With our murmuring sweet talk to each other, we were very expertly able to plan our orgasms together and all three of us began to shoot within the same 10-second span of time, each of us into our suck parner's mouths, swallowing every delicious morsel. After, we just lay there for an additional 10 minutes, soaking up the wonderful release. After licking our bodies clean, we all stood up, had a mutual hug and passionate kissing session, and they dressed themselves and continued with the finish of their work. They concluded their job after 10 minutes or so. They turned to me and asked if I could get away from the family tomorrow night and join them for a beer together in a local pub and a bit of conversation. I said "No problem ... I'd be more than happy to join you two anytime." The elder then added: "And then after we've had our fill of beer, we can go back to my place and ....."
************* I really hope you liked what you have read. If you would like to read more, please write to me and tell me. I shall be happy to oblige. natan10@hotmail.com
And don't be afraid to put your own fantasies and feelings down on paper. It just happens to be wonderful therapy! If you like, you can write your fantasy and send it off to me. I'd love to read it.