Bryan was a cute service manager at my local dealership. When I scheduled my first service, he set up my profile in the computer. Bryan was taller than me, dark brown hair, green eyes with a nice dad-bod and killer ass. Maybe it was because I was young and horny, but he turned me on seriously. And I preferred guys a bit older than myself.
“Your first service will take about two hours. Do you want to wait or do you need a shuttle?
“Definitely need a shuttle” I said. I watched him walk my paperwork back to the desk, his ass keeping my attention. He stood there for a few minutes, then turned and walked back.
“Good news and bad. What do you want first?”
“Bad” I replied with a sigh.
“Our shuttle driver had to go home early”
“The good?” I asked?
“I’ll be your driver today” he said. Bonus I thought. “Works for me!” I told him. He looked up from his desk, one eyebrow cocked, and smiled. “Alright. Let’s go!”
A SUV pulled up, and I jumped in. “Don’t you have to stay at the desk?” I asked, honestly wondering how he could get away from work so easily.
“Oh I’m covered. Plus I’m the only other worker on their insurance to drive so….” He said, flashing a smile my way again. I felt my cock twitch. “Let’s hit the road!”
The drive to my place was rather short, so we didn’t talk much, but I felt as if I knew him for years once I made it home. “I’ll text you when your car’s ready and, if you need me, I can come pick you up again”
“OK. See you in a bit”.
A few hours later, my phone vibrated with a text from Bryan, asking me when I was ready for him to come get me. “I’m done working out, and need a shower so let’s say…..3PM?” I replied. Not sure why I had to tell him about my working out, but I was proud of my little buff-ness and wanted him to know. He replied with a bicep flex icon he found somewhere somehow, followed by a thumbs up.
Three o’clock rolled around and a text appeared with a phot of my place and a message that read “I’m here”. I jumped in to the SUV and we pulled away.
“How was your workout?” he asked.
“Good. I worked on arms today” I bragged. “So I laughed when I got your message earlier” I admitted.
“Well I could tell you worked out so I just took a guess” he said, flashing me a sideways smile that made my stomach flutter a bit. “I need a workout buddy myself” he said
“I’d be happy to help if you’d like” I admitted.
“Cool. When is good for you?” he asked.
“How about tonight?”
“Perfect. Which gym do you go to?” he asked.
“I just have stuff at home, if that’s OK”
“Sure! Say, seven tonight? Your place?” he asked as we pulled in to the dealership.
“Sure. See you tonight” I said as I exited the car.
Once home, I cleaned up a bit and organized the weights. A bit before seven I heard a knock. I opened the door to see Bryan standing there in shorts and a tank top and running shoes. He was more fit than I thought. I invited him in and showed him around my place. It was small and it probably wasn’t necessary but I wanted to try to make him feel at home.
We stretched and started with the weights, moving on to the bench press to finish off the set. I spotted him while be benched more than I thought he’d be able to. As I counted his reps, I notice his cock get bigger in his blue shorts. Once finished, he stood up.
“Sorry man” he said adjusting himself. “Little Bryan sometimes has a mind of his own” he said with a laugh.
“No worries man. And I wouldn’t call him Little” I replied before I could edit my own thoughts.
“Ya’ think?” he asked grabbing his cock. “Well, I guess it’s OK.” He looked at mine own cock, which had grown itself from watching him. “And I wouldn’t call yours Little Matt, either” he said looking directly at my cock.
I didn’t know what to say, so I said the most obvious thing possible: “Yeah, haven’t had any complaints!” Ugh. What a douchebag thing to say, I thought.
Bryan walked over to me, reached out and grabbed my cock through my shorts. “No, I bet you haven’t!”
Admittedly, when I met Bryan, I felt ‘something’ but it could have been me being horny. But, with his had on my cock, and his cock hard right next to me, I acted without thinking. I grabbed the back of his head, and pulled his face to mine. I viscously kissed him and, for a brief second (that felt like thirty minutes), he didn’t return anything. Then he did, and he did so with passion.
He pushed my back against the wall, pulling up my shirt. His mouth left my lips and made his way down my sweaty chest, finding his way to my nipple. He twirled the hairs around my nipple with his tongue as he pulled down my shorts, allowing my cock to spring forward and slap against my stomach. He squeezed and milked my hard cock, the warmth of his hand sending chills up my spine as he lightly nibbled on my nipple with his front teeth.
I pushed his face hard against my chest allowing his stubble to scrap my skin until he pulled back off of me. He pulled off his shirt revealing a mostly smooth torso. Only his flat stomach was hair covered. He leaned back towards me as I took my cock and smacked him sweaty chest.
He accidentally brush his stubble against my cock hard which caused my legs to buckle to the point when I had to brace myself on his shoulder to prevent me from falling on top of him. He grabbed my cock and shoved it down his throat, seemingly reading my mind. Having a cock larger than average I thought he’d have issues taking me in totally, but obviously he’s had experience as he had zero problems, quickly causing my balls to pull up as I unloaded my seed in to his mouth with such force it almost hurt my cock. I screamed like a bitch as he sucked me off, swallowing my cum. He never stopped slurping my cock causing me to almost pas out as my cock is overly sensitive after I nut.
He pulled off and stood up. Somehow in all of this, he’d removed his own shorts. He pointed his curved cock at me. I barely had enough time to lower myself before he blasted his nut all over my wet chest. He cam so hard that the first four shots hit with such force they splattered everywhere, including up on to my face. It was so hot my cock plumped right back up to full staff again.
As he finished, flicking the last of his sperm out on my chest, I had started to jack my cock again without him noticing. As he stepped back, I stood back up, pointed my wet cock at his softening cock, and unloaded another load on to his dick. I looked up at him as my last few stream poured out of my cock on to his to see his eyes widened with glee. I bit my lip and looked at him longingly as I pushed out the last two jets of my juice in to his bush.
“Damn. I wish you would have told me. No need to waste that sweet cream of yours!” he said.
As I regained my composure, I stood up and licked some of my cum that spilled out of his mouth. “You’re right. I am sweet!” I told him, having never tasted my own cum up to that point.
“That’s the workout I wanted” I admitted.
“Well, I was hoping for more, myself” he said wiping his mouth.
Feeling a bit bummed from that comment, I thought for a second. “Well, I could always fuck you” I told him in a sort of threatening manner.
“Now you’re talking my game!” he said, which stunned me a bit.
“What are you doing tomorrow night?” I asked.
“Tomorrow? Why not now? You’re still hard” he said, looking down at my cock which was, surprisingly, still at full mast.
This guy – he’s a real winner I thought to myself.
“Works for me!” I said as I pushed him down on the work bench. We were both going to get a serious workout tonight. And who knows? Maybe this will be a weekly thing? Or at least every 3,000 miles?
