It had been a week and a half since Jim and I went on our trip to pick up his Chevy project car. I was sitting in my garage relaxing with a soda when my phone rang. “Hey Jim, how’s it going?” I answered. “Hey bud, if you’re not busy could you come down and give me a hand on this Chev for a few? I’m at a point where another hand would sure help” he asked.
Jim’s place was a super nice place that would make any handy man envy. From the from it appeared to be a quaint modest house with a nice narrow driveway along side to the rear. However, once around back the lot and driveway opened up to a large beautiful yard, maybe 2 or 3 acres, and further to the rear was a massive workshop with 4 huge roll up doors that exposed a very impressive work area. To the north, or left of the roll up doors was a large area without a door. This area was a storage area for car parts and a rest room, with shower and a lounge. The place was nice.
I walked to the rear of the house and approached the shop, still sipping on my soda. “Jim?” I shouted not seeing him by the Chevy which was up on a lift, “back here!” His voice rang out from the lounge area. I entered this area and saw a couch against a wall, a fridge, a microwave oven and a toaster oven and a sink, I mean this guy knew how to build a shop!!
Jim was by the sink and said “we’ll talk about what I needed help on but first I need help with this right here” as he approach while unbottoning his paints. He dropped them below his knees and stood in front of me so I sat on the couch with his cock practically in my face. I sat my now empty soda can down and grabbed his balls and squeezed them gently as my other hand guided his cock to my mouth. It had only been a few days but it seemed like an eternity since I had this manly cock using my mouth as it’s servicing tool. More and more I began controlling Jim’s cock, massaging it in my mouth as I sucked and stroked it in a frenzied passionate lust.
Twisting my head side to side, up and down on the hardening throbbing muscle I began to realize that I was now in total control of his manly cock, damanding it’s delicious sperm laddened cum like a drug addict demanding their fix of daily dope to survive. I knew the reward was near as Jim grabbed my hair, his hips thrusting into me as he pulled my head down his cock, fucking my face roughly and uncontrollably as never before. “Yes, yes, Jim, give it to me, FEED ME!” my thoughts raced on as I sucked on in a desperate lustful rage and he started to grab me harder, plunging his hardened cock in and out of my throat. “UHHH AHHHH, UHHH AWWW” Jim screamed as his cock throbbed in my throat and his grip on my hair tightened and with a last hard deep violent plunge his cock began to empty his balls of sperm into my throat and mouth.
As eagar as a gold miner grabbing up placer ore, I sucked and swallowed his delicious load, I could not get enough and I wanted more “OMG!! I’m a fucking cum addict!” I can’t get enough. I swallowed every little drop, squeezed more from his cock with my lips and swallowed that. “Ummm” I began to moan as I licked and kissed his cock and hairy balls.
We never did work on the old Chevy . . . maybe next time (wink, wink)
