On his final day when he turned up he was wearing his dirty workbooks, baggy sweat shorts and a zipper hoody, not his usual denim jeans and shirt, with the zip partly down it was clear he didn't have a t-shirt under it. The material was fairly thin and as I talked to him I was convinced he wasn't wearing any underwear ......... I could definitely see the outline of his cock in the shorts. He said he'd be finished by lunchtime, the final job being some cabling in the attic so I left him to it and went out to the gym. I got home around 12.30, pumped up, muscles nicely defined. Before leaving the gym I'd had a shower and changed into some tight white nylon shorts and a vest. I'd also slipped on two silicone cock rings, one around my balls, the other round my cock shaft ........ they pushed my cock and balls forward making a delicious bulge in the nylon and making me feel real horny and sexy. I could see from the front door that he was up a ladder on the landing with his head and shoulders just inside the attic trapdoor. I took some poppers from my gym bag and cracked the seal on the bottle. Taking two long draws the aroma drifting through the house and I immediately felt hot, randy, wild ......... my cock swelling as I touched it through the flimsy nylon. I walked up the stairs letting him know I was there. He didn't move just kept 'working'. At the top, on the landing, I stood next to the ladder and reaching up began to stroke his bare legs, my hands moving up his thighs on the inside of his shorts and around to his arse. I was right. He was a naked under the shorts. Leaning my face against his thighs I could see his cock move. Standing on the ladder I reached up and unzipped his hoody, opening it as fully as possible to see a fabulous chest and nipples, smooth and hairless. Now I knew he was naked under the outfit I pulled the shorts down real slow til they were round his ankles exposing a beautiful cock and balls that sprang back as the shorts slid past. He was trimmed very neatly but with his blonde hair could have been shaved. I kept gently stroking his arse and kissing his thighs, avoiding his cock as it stood out proud, and inches from my face bobbed up and down tantalisingly. He carried on working pretending nothing was happening, which was a real turn on and I stepped back slightly, took another hit of poppers and looked at him. A naked young workman on the ladder, head and shoulders hidden from view, shorts round his ankles, tits, belly and arse all exposed, his magnificent, fit, lithe body in dirty workboots was being offered. I stepped further up the ladder and without touching it I took his cock in my mouth feathering his balls with one hand as I reached up and pinched a nipple with the other. He pulled back a little at my touch but stayed where he was, face still hidden in the attic space. As I pulled down on his balls I took more and more of his cock into my mouth until it touched my throat, only then did I take a breath. I pinched harder on the nipple and as he twitched slightly I began a long slow sucking, turning and twisting his ball sac as I made love to his stiff cock. I took another hit of poppers and holding his cock tight and squeezing it I took both his balls in my mouth and looked up at him, still pretending nothing was happening to him ...... his gorgeous cock was telling another story as it pulsed in my hand. I watched it as it throbbed, the vein swelling as I sucked eagerly on his tight balls. I licked the index finger of my right hand and sliding my hand between his legs I probed for his lovehole. I had loads of thoughts of what to do with him ...... strip him, apart from the workboots, blindfold him, tie his hands behind him, popper him and fuck him fast and hard ...... lie him down, toss him real fast and hard until he's rigid then slide his cock into my own lubed lovehole and ride him until I feel his hot cum inside me ..... force him to suck my cock and balls as I slide one of my dildos into his wet spunk-filled hole ..... all of these were racing through my mind, the poppers driving me wild, making me really randy and I realised I was tossing him with my left hand into my mouth as my finger had slipped into his hole and I pushed it deeper. I wanked and tossed, taking his cock into my mouth sucking wildly as I tugged on his balls, when suddenly I heard him whimper and I felt a huge gush into my mouth of hot salty cum. I kept pumping on his meat, draining his balls of everything, refusing to take it from my mouth until I was convinced there was no more spunk. I took his cock from my mouth, still holding it very tight and holding it inches from my face I licked the balls, shaft and head, now so sensitive he pulled back. All the time neither of us had spoken, he didn't even acknowledge I was there, which was real horny. I stepped down from the ladder, lifted his shorts up, zipped his top and went downstairs. About 20 minutes later he came into the lounge and said he needed to pick up some more kit he'd forgotten so would call back later but it could be in the evening. I said that'd be fine ..... that I'd look forward to it. Part 3 to follow........ Leave me a comment, filthier the better, if you like.