I accepted a position in the accounting department at a distribution warehouse after college. I thought with only a 2yr. degree it might be a good place to get my feet wet in the world of number crunching. There were only eight employees, Jess, Sue and myself in the office and five guys that tended to all the shipping and receiving. Jeff supervised the boys and his wife Sue was office manager. I worked there nearly a month before I figured out they were actually married, They seemed to exchange words when it was absolutely necessary, but most of the time they appeared to be nothing more than co-workers. They were polar opposites, Sue was a bossy nag and Jeff's completely easy going. I guess it would be fair to say I was immediately attracted, He was 35ish, 5'10". Jeff wore the same type of clothes daily, skin tight t-shirt. loose fitting running pant, Steel toe black engineer boots and a camo patterned ball cap. A quick description would be sexy country boy.
The last day of every month meant inventory and most often fell on normal business hours, but ocassionally it needed to be done over the weekend. Jeff and I would spend the day counting together with a minimum amount of chit chat. I looked forward to our weekend counts in the quiet storage facility. Friday afternoon I was sitting at my desk and finishing up payroll, Jeff came in to clock out.
"Sunday 7am work for you Scotty?...I want to get shit done early...Sue is taking the kids up to her folks and I would rather not waste a rare day of freedom here with you" Jeff said laughing a bit.
"Yup..that works for me...Should only take a few hours like usual...I'll bring coffee" I answered him.
"Great...Thanks...See you then bud" He said and headed for the door.
I usually felt a little uneasy around ultra straight guys, I guess maybe on some level was worried they'd figure out I was gay and beat the shit out me, but Jeff was different. His layed back additude and gentle nature didn't set my nerves on edge, at all.
Sunday morning was yet another beautiful southern masterpiece, 6:45 I was sitting in the vacant lot that surround the warehouse waiting for my ruggedly handsome co-worker. 7:00 and still no sign of him, 7:15 at the far end of the road that ran through the industrial park I could make out what appeared to be a jogger heading in my direction. The dirty ball cap was unmistakable, even at 500 yards. Jeff's barely clothed outline was quickly closing the gap, He had on a pair of blue running shorts and white t-shirt which was curently off and tucked in to his waistline. Jeff's upper body was just as fantastic as I imagined it would be, even from the other end of the parking lot it was easy to make out a six pack rippling in the morning sun. What happened next was both disappointing and amazing at the same time. He stopped halfway across the parking area to put back on his shirt, but the lump of a nice package that was previously hidden came in to view. I grabbed the coffee headed for the entrance.
"Good morning Scotty...Sorry I'm late...Couldn't find my keys" Jeff said reaching for a cup of hot joe.
"No worries Jeff...You should have texted..I'd have come pick your ass up" I said unlocking the darkened warehouse.
"After you.." Jeff said holding the door open for me.
He was always a gentleman from my experience and never quite understood how he could ended up married to such a fucking bitch.
"Where you wanna begin?" Jeff asked me.
"Let's start in the back and work our way out of this fucking place" I answered quickly.
"That's the additude" he stated as I followed him to the far corner of the building.
Jeff's legs were clearly those of a runner, very muscled and his calves were huge. I tried to make some conversation.
"I didn't know you were a runner Jeff?" I asked him.
"Well...I don't get the chance to do many things I like these days, but in college I was all-state track and field" He replied.
"That fucking sucks..Why not?" I asked hoping he would complain about his wife, I loved that.
"My fucking wife dude...She takes pleasure in trying to remove any joy I may have in my life" He responded while counting the first row of boxes.
"I never quite understood how you two could end up married, You seem so different" I said hoping I wasn't crossing a line.
"first time we fucked she got pregnant and has resented me ever since...She blames me for ruining her future" Jeff replied.
"Maybe one day she'll figure out just how lucky she is" I said with out thinking.
"Huh?" Jeff asked in return.
"I mean...Your a nice guy and..." I answered him.
"And what?...A good provider?" He said smirking.
"Well...Yeah... And even without the athletics you've managed to stay in pretty good shape too and..." I answered tallying up the first section.
Let me finish that sentence "And she should be more grateful since she's let herself go a bit" He said laughing.
"Well..Since you said it...Yes" I commented.
"Thanks...If she's done me one favor it's being a terrible cook...Please don't tell her I said that or she'll enroll in a cooking class called "How to fatten up your husband" He said jokingly.
I was enjoying todays small talk. It almost felt like Jeff was exposing himself to me, but it could also be wishful thinking. I grabbed my clipboard and headed east.
"How about you Scotty...Got a woman in your life" Jeff asked.
"Nah...I prefer being single" I replied.
"Any hobbies?...I mean what are you doing when your not here" He asked.
"Photography...I don't know if I'm any good, but I enjoy it" I answered.
"Oh yeah...What's your favorite subject matter?" He inquired.
"Wild life...Sceneries...The usual stuff.." I replied.
"Ever take pictures of people...Ya know?" Jeff asked me.
"LIke what?...LIke portraits or something?" I said.
"Yeah I guess" He answered.
"Yes...I guess a little bit..sure" I responded.
"Scotty...don't look now, but we are five minutes away from wrapping this shit up for another month" Jeff stated happily.
"What ya got planned for the rest of your day of freedom?" I asked him.
"There a great river a few miles in the woods behind my house...I was thinking I'd grab some beers and do some peaceful fishing...It really beautiful out there you should come over and take some pictures sometime" He answered.
"Sounds good to me...You gonna run home?...or would ya like a lift" I asked Jeff.
"Well the jog down here about fucking killed me..Guess I'm not in as good shape as I once was...I'll take you up on the ride...Thanks" He answered.
"Could have fooled me...You look like a world class athlete to me Jeff" I said pushing the door open.
"Hey Scotty..Since we're bonding and all can I ask you something personal?" He asked as we both climbed in to my car.
"Sure thing" I said.
"Are you gay?...I mean you seem a little gay to me" He asked.
"What?...why would you think that?" I said starting the engine.
"Come on really...Your comments about my body and I see the way you the at the boys at work...It's cool if you are...You like what you like" He said.
"Yes..Iam" I said admitting to another person for the first time ever.
"I thought so...No worries...When I was in college there was always a group of gays that showed up at meets to ogle the jocks...Hell they were our biggest fans" He stated.
"Really...That didn't bother you?" I asked pulling on to the main road.
"Well...If I'm being honest...At first it didn't bother me at all, but after word got around about me I became a little more popular than I was comfortable with" He replied.
"What doyou mean?" I asked curiously.
"It's not important...Take a left here" He said pointing to county road 12.
We drove a good two miles down the dirt road "You ran all this way?" I asked Jeff.
"Mostly...I cut through the woods, it knocks off almost a mile...Next stop sign left gain" He said.
I was intrigued by his earlier comment, What could he have meant "after word got around".
"Last driveway on the right..Thanks again for the lift" He said as he made sure he had all his belongings.
I parked next to his red truck and instinctively turned the engine off "Allright pal" I said.
"Any plans for the rest of the day Scotty?...I know it's only 10:30, but do want to come have a cold one?" Jeff asked.
"YUP!" I answered quickly and was out of the car in 2 seconds.
We walked toward Jeff's unsually quiet house "Just so you know I don't make drinking beer in the morning a habit, but fishing is an exception to the rule" He said pulling the screen door open and allowing me to enter first, Always the gentleman.
"Wanna see the new kitchen my fucking wife just had to have?...I had the crazy idea that a new setup would improve her culinary skills, but you can add that to the list of dreams I was forced to let go" He said laughing.
The kitchen was georgous, it didn't look like it ever been used. Granite countertops, Stainless aplliances and clearly highend cabinets.
"Shit this must have cost a small fortune..It's showroom quality" I commented reaching for the beer Jeff offered.
"Not as much as you might think...I did all the work myself" He said.
"Wow...Well I guess that shouldn't be surprising...Of course your skilled craftsman aswell" I stated.
"Thank you Scotty...More of a hobby than anything...I've worked with wood since I was a kid...Guess I've learned a few things over the years" He humbly stated.
"Don't sell yourself short...It's spectacular...Your ungrateful wife doesn't deserve you...Wait til word gets around about this" I said strolling to the glass slider leading to the back yard.
"I've always wanted to start up my own thing, but Sue demands I have a steady paycheck" Jeff said.
"It sure sounds like she expects and awful lot and in return she makes sure you as miserable as possible?...Is that about right?" I halfway asked.
"Yup...That about sums shit up...These days it needs to be a special occasion for me to even get fucking laid...Sorry I shouldn't have said that..it some how doesn't seem fair to you...My bad" He stated seemly disappointed.
"Jeff..It's cool..remember no worries, but it does seem like a waste...Can't you get something on the side..perhaps?" I said.
"It's a small town and if were to get caught fucking around I'd lose everything I've worked for...I have log since gotten used to my situation" He said handing me another beer.
"When's the family gonna be home?" I asked.
"Tomorrow afternoon..It's a 3 hour drive so they always spend the night...I'd go with, but as you may figured her folks think I'm a big disappointment aswell" Jeff said.
"You gonna go do some fishing?...I've got my equipment in the car..Maybe I could tag along and take some photos?" I asked.
"Yup..For sure..Let me get changed real quick..Why don't you go grab your camera" He said walking around the corner.
I was never so happy I left my bag in the trunk, quickly dug it out and rummaged through it to be certain I had everything. I heard the screen door slam and looked around the trunk lid to a magnificent site. Jeff was dressed for fishing, Khaki shorts, a small vest littered with hooks and such, flip flops and of course the grease stained camo hat. A cooler in one hand a rod and tackle box in the other.
"You about ready Scotty?" He asked while I eyed him over.
His words broke my subtle gaze "Yup I sure am..Let's go" I answered slamming the trunk.
I followed Jeff down in to the woods, The two mile trek gave plenty of opportunity for me to check him out. My god even his feet were beautiful, completely white from the ankle down they somehow appeared bigger than his boots suggested. The small vest covered is upper back mostly, The lower half was tanned and where it disappeared in to shorts you see clearly see the beginning of a nicely round rump.
"Just over this next hill Scotty...I'm glad you came" He said looking over a shoulder at me.
"Me too..It's just as you said...Beautiful" I replied.
"I knew you'd love the view out here...It's my favorite place on earth and the best part...I've never seen another soul this far out." He stated.
We reached the crest and looked down at the most picturesque little river, Maybe 20 feet across and looked to be only a foot or two deep. The current was slow moving and the water clear enough to see bottom. We made our way down the edge and to a spot Jeff was farmiliar with, A couple of old lawn chairs, trash can and small fire pit created a very welcoming effect.
"This is my little secret place...Isn't it peaceful?" He asked as he bent at the waist and flipped open his tackle box.
"It's everything you'd said it would be and more...The view is breath taking" I answered eyeing his now visible butt crack.
There wasn't a tan line where his back ended and his ass began and both looked equally sunned. I dug through my gear and made ready my favorite camera and lens combo. Jeff by this time was casting away, He had lost the flip flops and was standing a couple of inches of water. Jeff's muscled arms looked fantastic as he raised them above his head to launch the lure and the little bit of turning it took to bring it back to shore made his bicep flex. I couldn't help myself and started snapping pictures of him.
"Jeff..You mind if I take a few pictures of you fishing?" I asked after I had allready taken half a dozen.
"If you don't think I'll ruin the pristine landscape..Have at it" He answered making other picture perfect cast.
"Your kidding right...You know your beautiful...Your image couldn't ruin anything" I said half joking.
I clicked away ocassionally capturing something other than the hunk fishing. The late morning sun made the water twinkle and the reflection made Jeff's eyes come to life.
"Think you could look back...We need to get that handsome face in a shot or two" I asked Jeff.
Without a word he was looking right at me with a sinister grin "Perfect...Now lets see that big smile" I requested.
Jeff's nicely balanced lips gave way to a row of perfectly straight teeth, His smile seemed to engulf his entire face and his blue eyes came to life. Than without being prompted he worked off the little vest and tossed it on the enbankment. His upper body was just a I remembered from this morning only now he was in closer proximity. His pecs were very well developed and his stomach could have been chisled from stone.
"That work for ya Scotty? He asked flexing a bit for me.
"Yes...Bet we could sell these fucking pictures" I said clicking away.
Jeff turned his backside to me once more and went on with his angling. The lines of back were amazing, A small waist grew in to broad muscled shoulders. I snapped photo after photo of Jeff just doing his thing and nothing could have been more incredibly sexy. A hot country boy nearly nude fishing. Need I say more.
"You think people would pay money for pictures of me fishing...You must be insane"
"I beg to differ...You must be insane if you don't realize just how fucking hot you are" I answered quickly.
"HaHaHa...but seriously" He remarked.
"I'm beginning to think there are no fish to be caught...You been fishing for 30 minutes without a single bite" I said..Click.
"Maybe I'm using the wrong bait...Lures work great in the late afternoon, but mornings I have better luck with live bait...Think I'll bust out the worm" He said.
"Hell yeah..bust out the worms..Hook them fuckers" I said in a smart assed tone.
"Worm..not worms..I've only got one" Jeff said as he undid the button holding his shorts up.
I looked on in silence as his shorts dropped past his butt , One by one he lifted his legs out of them and tossed on to the growing pile of clothing. His nude backside was astonishing, His nicely bubbled ass was as tan as the rest of his frame. I would have expected a tattoo some where on a body that magnificent, but nada.
"If that doesn't do the trick I don't know what the fuck would" I said laughing and clicking.
"I like fishing naked..The sun feels awesome on my over worked body" He said as he spread his stance a bit wider allowing view of a big hanging ball sack.
"My god Jeff...Your fucking sexy" I said hitting the button as fast as I could.
"Dude...I got one...Fucking worm works everytime" He yelled and cranked away on the reel.
The action photos of this excited stud pulling in his catch were likely to be my favorite, He was a state of complete joy and it showed up on the lens. Jeff held his pole between his thighs as he carefully withdrew the hook seated the fish's lower lip. As Jeff squatted down to release the little guy The first couple of inches of what appeared to be a lengthy cock dipped in to the water.
"Don't fucking move a muscle...Please" I said moving closer to get a better angle at the spectacular site.
"Okay...now stand up slowly...Please" I requested of him.
"Hell yeah...Nice and slow...I want to make sure I get this shot" I answered quickly.
I watched and clicked as Jeff slowly brought his cock from the water till the head was just touching the surface.
"Jesus Jeff...Your hung?...With all the other gifts...Your fucking hung too" I said eyeing the backside of his pole.
"Yeah..I guess..Or at least that's what I've been told" He answered shyly.
"Your wife has hit the lotto...Handsome, Hot, Handy and fucking Hung...Life is so unfair" I said drooling.
I watched as Jeff stood and went back to casting and reeling. I crept forward til I was at the waters edge, Just a couple of feet from the naked stud I snapped off some more hot photos. I stopped clicking, I needed to save room on my memory card just in case he planned on giving some front side access.
"Got quiet back there...Did ya fall asleep Scotty?" He asked sarcastically.
"Not a fucking chance...I think 80 pictures of your perfect ass is enough...Don't ya think?" I said in repsonse.
Jeff picked up on my subtle hint and slowly began turning towards me. I held my breath in anticipation and there it was the head was coming in to view. It was thick and cut perfectly, Slowly the first inch of his shaft became visible and He stopped.
"You wanna take some shots of my cock or not Scotty? He asked wondering why I wasn't already doing so.
"You know I do...Hello I'm gay or did you forget" I answered him.
"HaHaHa...Now your gonna follow me around like those gays at school once they heard I was big..aren't ya?" He said still laughing.
"I can't make any gaurantees, but I'll try to not do that" I answered and now we were both laughing.
"Grab me beer would ya?" He asked.
I hated to take my eyes off him, but I dragged the cooler closer and had my hand on a beer. I turned back as quickly as I could and there he was completely turned giving full unobstructed view of his meat. It was longer than I had originally thought, It looked to be fully hard, but still hung downward slightly. Jeff had the biggest cock I've ever set eyes on. I met a guy on the internet a couple of months ago who claims to be eight inches, Jeff was bigger.
"My god Jeff...I don't know what to say" I managed to spit out.
"Big Yeah?" He asked.
"Oh Yeah...definately big...No actually thats an understatement...HUGE is more accurate" I said while involuntarily running my tongue around my mouth.
"You planning on some pics?..or do you just plan on staring at my cock and drooling?" He asked laughing again.
I fumbled with my camera almost dropping it in the water "Yes...Pictures...Sorry I was lost for a moment there" I answered and captured for all enternity the beautiful piece before me. Click...click..
"I feel like I need to warn you...I'm gonna give it a few strokes to keep it hard and it might leak a little jizz and I don't want you to pass out" He said as his left hand brought his cock back to life.
The afternoon sun caught the small drop of cum oozing from his piss slit and it for a moment his cock appeared to be tipped with a jewel of some sort. I loaded my card with every possible angle shot I could, from the left ,right, looking down on it and so on.
"Would it be allright if I got one or two of the whole package...I mean would it be okay if your cock and face were in the same picture" I asked Jeff.
"Why would I mind...I'm very proud of this piece" He said wrapping a hand around his pole and shook back and forth "And shouldn't I be?" He added.
"Jeff...I gotta tell you this almost more than I can handle...Iam gay, you know that...But...I mean...If the drooling wasn't a dead giveaway I like to suck and the 3rd leg your sporting there is a cocksuckers dream" I said.
"Sorry...I don't mean to taunt you...Hand me my shorts would ya?" He said with an honest tone.
"Whoa...Not just yet...please...I think I could hold things together long enough for a few more pictures" I said quickly.
"You sure Scotty...Since were being honest I should come clean too...My wife hasn't blown me in years and to have an eager alternative look at my cock and drool is tempting and if I were to ever sway that way you'd be my queer, but I'm straight" He said.
"I'm flattered" I said feeling my face redden.
"Let's get some different backgrounds...You think it would look hot if layed back on that rock over there" Jeff asked.
"Would it ever" I replied watching him strut his to the granite out cropping and lay back on his elbows.
I snapped a couple of quick shots from the didtance I was presently at, His big cock naturally flopped over his left leg and hanged a good two inches off his body. As I followed in Jeff's footsteps I paused a few times and captured the image, I made my way to within a couple of feet.
"Is it all right if I give you some direction?" I asked as if I were talking to his erection.
"My face is up here...HaHa...What you got in mind...Your the pro...Right?" He replied.
"Spread your legs a little farther and turn your hat backwards?...I mean if you want" I requested.
"My wife says I'm to old to wear my hat backwards anymore" Jeff stated.
"I don't know how old you are Jeff, but you don't look a minute over 27...And look around your unappreciative wife isn't here" I said.
"You got that right" He replied sitting up to spin his hat around.
"Right there don't budge...Keep both hands on your head...Even your fucking armpits are sexy...I'm gonna take a step back and get it all in frame...Nice...Very fucking nice" I said under my breath while I clicked away.
"Yeah..is that hot?..I don't look like a pathetic 36yo. trying to look 25yo. again?" Jeff asked.
"Not even a little...You look like a hot 25yo. with a picture perfect huge cock" I replied walking back towards him.
"Well..Now I'm the flattered one..aren't ?" He said.
"Please let me know if this would be to much, but I'd love a couple of close-ups of your junk?...I'd need to kneel between your legs and I don't want to freak you out" I asked Jeff.
"I guess there wouldn't be any harm in that" Jeff answered smirking.
I was quickly on my knees trying to determine the angle that best captured his meat "I love how your pole hangs off your body like that, but if you sit up will it come to rest on the rock?" I asked trying to focus.
When Jeff sat up his pipe swung over bouncing off my hand and layed between his spread legs, Some leaking spunk left a wet spot on the dark rock.
"Nice...Now slide forward and let it hang off the edge...Perfect" Click...Click...
I only had room for a dozen more photos and wanted to make them count "Okay now...Lay back...one arm behind your head and stand your cock straight up with the other...Please" I requested.
Jeff was more than willing to do just as I asked. With his shit pointing to the sky it looked longer and thicker than I could have imagined.
"Your a fucking natural...Playgirl would be doing themselves a favor by putting you on the cover" I said giggling.
"I think we probably oughta wrap the photo shoot up..Don't you Scotty..I'm getting hungry and I'd bet you are too" Jeff said heading to retrieve his shorts.
"You have no idea Jeff...I've never been this fucking hungry in my entire life" I stated.
"Ha...I get it...Once again very tempting, but..." He said tucking the length in to his shorts, grabbing the gear and heading up the hill.
I scampered up the hill trying to close the gap between us, He was moving pretty fast. It took me a good 1/4 mile to catch up.
"Hey Scotty...Thought I lost ya" He said looking back at me.
"Not a chance" I replied.
"I'm gonna ask you another personal question if that's okay?" Jeff asked.
"Shoot" I responded.
"Where do guys like you in a town like this find what you need?" He inquired.
"Craigslist mostly...Actually I have a guy who texts me a couple times a week and I meet him somewhere" I replied.
"And what happens then?" Jeff asked.
"I suck him off, sometimes in his car, Once I sneeked in to his basement after his wife went to bed" I answered.
"And that's it..You just blow him and go on your way..Nothing in return?" Jeff asked.
"I don't want anything in return" I replied.
"You swallow his nut too?" He asked.
"Yes...I guess that's what I get in return" I answered him.
"Is he local...I mean from here?" He asked.
"He is...I'd be willing to bet you know him...He's about your age..course he's no where near as hot" I responded.
"Really...What's his name?" Jeff said.
"Sorry...I can't risk losing that arrangement...He's my only source at the moment..HaHaha" i said giggling like girl.
"I can respect that...I wish the chicks around town could be as discreet as you" Jeff said laughing.
We were on the final leg of our hike and Jeff's house could be seen through the trees. Jeff was mostly quiet the remaining few minutes. I thought for sure he would have let me have a go on his fantastic manhood, but it was seeming less and less likely.
"You wanna give me your sim card, or wait while I upload your handy work to my laptop?" He asked as we reached the bottom step of his porch.
"I'll wait" I responded quickly.
I sat at the kitchen island and waited while he fetched his computer. He returned wearing the red running shorts I admired him in the morning and nothing else. Of course I glanced to see if there was any cock hanging out, but depressingly not. I slid the card across the counter to him and sat quietly while he did whatever the fuck he was doing.
"Damn...Iam pretty fucking hot..aren't I?" He said scrolling through the pics.
"Your magazine hot...gays would undoubtedly whack off to those pictures...while they dreamed about what it might feel like to have that monster stuffed down thier throats, or elsewhere" I answered.
"I don't know if I'd call it a monster Scotty...It's only 9 inches" He said surprising me.
"Only 9 inches?...That's fucking huge and you don't just have length going for ya...It's perfect 9 inch piece...A specimen 9 inch cock...Not to mention everything else you have going on...You are a gay guys fantasy" I said.
"You think?" He said looking right at me.
"Believe me...queers would pay to choke that down" I said pointing to the current photo on display.
"Awesome there's my new business. Kitchens and or Cock. Pretty catchy name..Huh?" He said joking.
"Your kitchens are no doubt fantastic, but I'd bet you'll be selling more of the latter..HaHa" I said.
"Want another beer Scotty? Or I've got something stronger if you prefer" Jeff offered.
"Beer is good...One more won't kill me I suppose" I answered.
I cracked open the cold can and sipped on it, Jeff seemed intent on finishing off what was left in a fifth of whiskey. As the bottle emptied the conversation got more and more interesting.
"When did you know you were different...I mean gay?" He asked.
"I guess I've always known, but maybe that's not what your asking" I replied.
"Right you are...When did you acquire your taste for man juice queer" Jeff said in a tone I hadn't heard before.
"I was 17...A friend of my cousin..We were camping" I said quickly.
"How old was he?" Jeff asked.
"25yo. or so..I don't recall exactly" I replied.
"Describe it to me!!" He ordered.
"Zack...That was his name...Made certain we tented together, I'm sure he saw me looking at him or something. I fell asleep while the older boys were drinking beer and shit...When I woke he was sitting on my chest rubbing his cock on my lips...I opened my mouth and in he went" I said.
"He fucked your queer mouth did he?" Jeff asked.
"For a couple of minutes and then he layed on his bag and told me "Come on queer get me off" And "I've had a hunger for it ever since" I answered.
"Can you deepthroat?" Jeff asked next.
"I couldn't at first, but over the years I've gotten better, So I've been told" I answered.
"What's the biggest you've had?" Jeff inquired.
"Well my current "buddy" has a nice 8 incher..I guess he's the leader at this point" I replied.
"Ohh..He's the riegning defender is he?...What did you say his name was?" Jeff snickered.
"Nice try Jeff...Almost got me to spill" I said.
"I'll make a deal with you...If you tell me his name I'll take my shorts off" Jeff said just before emptying the bottle completely and sitting on the counter much like he sat on the rock back in the woods.
"Jack...His name Jack" I spit out immediately.
"I should have guessed...Jack and I went to highschool together...We're pals from way back" Jeff said as he scrolled through his contacts.
"What are you doing Jeff...Please don't...I promised him" I begged.
"I'm just verifying your fucking story" He snarked Holding his phone to my eyes so I could read the text.
It read "I've got a queer who claims to be sucking your cock?...Is he any good?".
It didn't take very long for a response "Hey Jeff...Longtime no hear, but to answer your off wall question...Yes and Yes...I hope this can stay between the 3 of us" It read.
Jeff sent Jack one more text "Thanks for the info and opinion" Jeff handed me his phone and got back to his feet.
"A deals a deal" He said as he stepped out of shorts and seated himself back on the island countertop.
I know I spent an hour earlier eyeing his stuff, but I was still shocked by his size. His pole was flopping around his lap.
"Well...You've been trying to suck on this allday...What the fuck you waiting for queer" Jeff barked.
He was spot on, I wanted to suck him even before I knew he was hung like a shetland pony, Here the moment was and I was gun shy so to speak. Part of me was worried I'd disappoint him and another was scared to death by his girth, I wasn't certain I could actually get my mouth around it.
"What the fuck you thinking about?...Your still gay aren't you?" He asked pointing his pipe at me.
"Yes...Of course I'm still gay, but...." I answered nervously.
"But what?...Your a self proffessed cocksucker and I've got cock here that needs sucked" He said as he forced his index finger in to my mouth.
"What if your wife comes home early...maybe we should go in the other room...away from the door..Ya know?" I stuttered trying to stall
"She won't...If I can't get a decent meal out of this kitchen...I'm gonna get some decent head while I'm in it...Now fucking do your thing queer" He said removing his finger from my mouth and grasping me by the neck.
It was time to give way to my fear and just suck it up, so to speak. Jeff delivered my lips to end of his pipe with the assistance of a strong grip on the back of my head. The stench of sweat and cum was intoxicating, I lacked the abilities to resist any longer and open my mouth as wide as I could and engulfed his sticky head. Once I felt him hit my tonsils I closed the small gap between lips and cock and came back off slowly. The suctioned created during my ascent ended with a "phuck" Sound.
"There you go queer...I knew that mouth would feel fucking awesome" Jeff said before he tilted his head back and finished off my beer "You won't be needing this anymore..Will ya?" He added as he applied pressure to back of my head.
"I've got more than I need right here" I responded before unhinging my jaw.
I found my rythym quickly and was able to work most of him in and out of my throat. I wrapped my hands around the negelcted two inches I couldn't manage to get down. I looked up every now and again to see Jeff fucking with his phone as if he was using this time to read e-mails or something.
"Look up here queer?" He ordered.
I of course did just as he asked and when I did there was a familiar click. Did he really just do what I think he did.
"Guess I'm the photographer now and Your the fucking model...Huh? He said just after a second click.
Well that answers that, He did. Great Jeff has a picture of me with his cock crammed down my throat, How could that possibly come back to haunt me.
"Your doing a fanatstic job Scotty, but I wanna do something I've never been able to talk the girls in to" He said.
I came of his pole to inquire "Oh yeah..Whats that?" I asked tongueing his head.
"Skull fucking" He said slapping me around with his cock "I wanna fuck your gay mouth..Like Zack did" he added while holding me by the hair preventing me from getting back on him.
"Sure..Im game..Go ahead" I said opening up wide.
"Not like this moron" Jeff said pushing me away and jumping off the counter "Follow me queer" He added.
I tailed behind him down the hallway that lead to the bedrooms, He took a left in to the master suite and pointed to the bed "On your back and hang your head over the edge" He demanded.
I eagerly did as instructed, watched as he got to his knees and pressed his cock head against my lips..again.
"Open up queer..I need in there" He ordered.
I gaped and in he went. I'm not sure why, but it seemed more difficult to relax my throat muscles in this unfamiliar position. After a few forceful pushes he was down my throat, entirely. With each plunge Jeff nut sack would cutting of any breathing I may have been able to do through my nose. This caused me gag a little bit
"You see queer...It's a win win really...I get to bury my cock down your windpipe and you get to smell a real mans sweaty bag" He said as he pumped.
"Oh fuck yes...This was a great idea" He uttered as his balls bounced off my face.
"You like this as much as I do queer?" He asked pulling out to allow me to answer.
"I..." I tried to reply, but wasn't given the time required.
Jeff bottomed out with every lunge causing me choke "If your gonna be a serious cocksucker, The gagging is gonna have to stop queer" Jeff said massaging my throat with a hand "Just let the queer part of your brain take over...You understand?" He asked pulling out again.
"Y..." And back down my throat he went.
"I can feel my big cock stretching out your throat...don't fight it...let it happen Scotty" Jeff said bouncing his sticky sack on my nose again and again.
After a couple more minutes the choking ceased and he was gliding in and out me from tip to root, Making sure to get every last bit in.
"See queer..I knew you could do it..I would classify your skills as near expert...There's always room for some improvement..Right?" He asked, but kept plunging "You can answer when I'm done queer...Still hungry?...I've got nice hot meal for ya" He added.
I didn't think he was ever gonna shoot, He had been going in and out for what has to be twenty minutes, Of course he did just put down a pint of whiskey. Jeff wrapped both his hand around my throat and forced himself in deep.
"There you go queer...That's what you fucking came here for" Jeff yelled while his big cock unloaded down my gullet.
I could feel his hot spunk waiting to be swallowed in my windpipe. After a couple more deep plunges He cleaned his cock off in my mouth, This gave me chance to get a good taste. It was sublime. Jeff then removed his heavy pole from my well used mouth and wiped it nearly dry on my face.
"If you've got anything to say now would be that fucking time?" Jeff demanded.
I started to speak and Jeff stuffed his cock back in mouth "I was fucking kidding queer...What the fuck could you possibly say that I would any damned interest in hearing" He said laughing at me.
He kept himself in the warmth of my mouth til his shaft was at half mast "I think your usefulness here has come to an end...For now...Keep in mind I've got a couple a hi-def pictures of you with big cock stuffed down your throat" He said as he stood up.
"I was..." I started to speak before Jeff talked over me.
"Get the fuck out queer...My wife could be home any minute" He yelled before stepping in to the shower.
I felt completely used, but I didn't care, in fact I felt curiously satisfied. I sat up sending what ever residule jizz lingered in to my tummy and headed for the door. Jeff may have grossly under estimated me, His laptop fit nicely in to my camera bag and down the road I went.
Almost an hour went by before I got a text "Very clever, but you should have taken the phone also. The pictures you have I'm quite proud of, The pictures I have I doubt you are, I expect my computer back in the morning, or the warehouse boys see you in action".
To Be Continued.....