Gay
25 Sep 2018


Couple of weeks ago I got a Company round to discuss an updated Security System. The guy who came to do the quote was the boss, very attractive, strawberry blonde hair, clean shaven, late 20's, obviously worked out. He called round one evening and as we talked about the work that was needed he noticed a room I use as my gym full of equipment and we chatted about that comparing workouts.

When it came to the actual job he turned up last week and said he'd be doing it, 3 or 4 days work. I fancied him when we met that first evening and though he wore a wedding ring I thought he might be bi so on the first day I began to drop hints into our conversations and by the end of the day when he called into the house to say goodbye I had some gay porn playing on the computer in the lounge, volume down but the pictures very obvious. He glanced at it as we arranged the following day then left. I walked round the house after he'd left stroking and wanking my cock fantasising about him until I spunked all over the bathroom floor.

Day 2 and I left him to it. I'd given him a key so he could fit the internal system so he had the run of the house and I went out for a couple of hours but left a couple of pairs of briefs and thongs on the kitchen counter. When I got back around 3.30 I could see he'd moved them slightly. When he came in at 5.30 to tell me he was leaving I was sitting watching some gay porn, wearing a workout vest and sports shorts. When I turned to speak to him it was obvious I had a hard on, he saw it and I saw him looking. We agreed a time for the next day. as soon as he'd left I slipped the shorts down as I sat on the sofa watched three guys sucking and fucking on the video and tossed myself off thinking about his young body.

Day 3 and when he arrived I timed it so I'd be in my 'gym' working out with my weights. I was wearing just a tiny tight pair of nylon shorts so as he walked by he looked in, stopped for a chat and watched me. I asked him to 'spot' me so I could shift a greater weight and as I lay back on the bench he stood above me to catch the weight, his cock and balls inches from my face nestled in his denim jeans. When I'd done my set I asked if he fancied doing the same weight .... he was lean and muscular .... so we swapped places and I stood above him, my cock and balls forming a very definite bulge in line with his face, 10 inches away from his mouth. After pushing the weights he said he'd better get on with the work so I let him go and finished my set.

20 minutes later I went up for a shower, turned the water on and got straight in, shorts and all. Soaped myself up including the shorts and wanked myself through the soaked nylon until I spunked inside the shorts. I heard him coming upstairs to fit a camera on the landing so I opened the bathroom door and began slowly drying myself. I looked in the mirror and caught him watching me as I very slowly began to rub body lotion all over myself .... bending forward to do my legs and showing anyone looking my arse; squeezing the bottle so the thick white lotion came out in a slow stream along my thighs I massaged it towards my shaved cock and balls, then across my stomach and dribbled more across my tits and nipples. When I was almost done I glanced in the mirror and saw he was still looking. He turned away and went back downstairs.

I went down wearing some white nylon running shorts and nothing else and we passed each other without speaking for the rest of the morning. Lunchtime he went off to get some equipment he needed saying he'd be an hour. 55 minutes later I switched on some porn, sat on the sofa and slipping the shorts down started wanking. By the time I heard his van 5 minutes later I was rigid, my cock stiff and proud and my balls tight and full. I knew he'd come back in through the garden doors so I sat wanking where I knew he'd see me. Sure enough the door slid open and I knew he'd come into the kitchen. I was sat around the corner in the lounge naked, shorts round my ankles, watching some gay porn, stroking my stiff cock, pretending not to notice him. He stood there for a few minutes, I could see his reflection in the computer screen, then he went upstairs.

As quietly as I could I crept upstairs and as I got to the top of the landing I could see through the slightly open bathroom door he was sitting on the toilet wanking, denims round his feet. I watched as he wanked really fast a beautiful thick cock, his balls bouncing with each aggressive stroke, his head tilted back, eyes closed. I could tell he was going to cum and a minute later he shook and tried to catch his spunk in his hand. When he leaned forward to do that he saw me watching. I went back downstairs. At 5.30 he came in, looking rather embarrassed, to tell me he'd be back the following day at 8.30 to finish off.

Part 2 to follow....

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