[MM] A really hot day, a cliche situation and a gentle man

I really want to share what I experienced this week-

I’m 25, average-strong body, tanned, imp face, quick mouth

Waiting in my sister’s for handyman to come and fix a boiler – she’s in vacation.

Extremely hot temperature, so I’m staying reading and smoking under the shade over the balcony – shorts and lemonade.

Handyman arrives; 40ish, nice body, angry for some reason, short in words. Starts working in no time, and I offer beer and conversation.

He does not talk much while doing the thing. I feel like I’m bothering him, so I go and keep reading outside. It’s a fucking hot day and I hate it.

10min later he calls from the terrace where the boiler is, work is done, he tells me to get closer to check it. I get closer and look where he is pointing, and I get so close I can smell him. My cock slightly rubs his hand by accident. It starts thinking by itself and gets semi.

It’s awkward and he did notice, I’m sure.

I sign the papers and he starts cleaning up his stuff.

I’m absolutely turned on right now. The apartment is empty for days and I probably won’t see him again. What if-

I look at him and I say, calmly “Look, it might seem weird but right now I really want to suck your cock. I know this is inappropriate and I don’t want to scare you. Sorry if it offends you.”

Silence, he looks at me in the eye like a startled rabbit. He thinks I’m joking.

“Can I please suck your cock? I won’t tell anyone.” Awkward

”Yes” Even more awkward.

He starts unzipping his pants and shows his cock. Not hard. He looks me in the eye, serious. I sit on the floor and take all his soft cock in my mouth. I lick his balls as well. He moans and gets hard. It’s surprisingly clean but the balls smell sweaty.

I love it.

It’s a nice shaped, not-super-big-but-fat cock. I take it all and he gets eager and grabs my head. He fucks my mouth. He’s enjoying.

I keep on sucking for a while, I eat his balls as well. I touch his body, his ass (he jumps a bit when I get close to his butthole). He’s so so turned on I’m surprised.

I get free of my shorts and get up eventually. I measure him and get in front of him, cock to cock, smiling. He’s shocked. I kiss him, I make him stick out his tongue and suck it, I bite him, I rub his cock with mine.

Surprisingly, he sits and looks at my cock and grabs it. He starts jerking me off and breathe near it.

Not for the sake of the story or to lie stupidly, but I have a huge, darkish, not-so-easy-to-handle-in-the-ass cock. I mean it, it’s annoying and a problem for the guys I’m with. Anyway

He starts to suck it timidly with his tongue. Feels like he’s not really in the mood but he’s trying. I knew later that it was the first time, eager boy.

Eventually he takes the head and sucks like it’s an ice-cream. Slow, intense, piece by piece. He takes the half of it and chokes. But he keeps on. He spends some time with my balls as well. They’re big latin balls.

I really want to fuck him, but I do notice he’s new to this. So I make him get up and feel my ass with his finger. Damn huge handyman finger.

He says “hairy”. And I chuckle, but he keeps on. I spit and I let his fat finger get in me. All in, until the knuckle. He says “woa”. I know how it feels and I love that feeling in my hand.

I notice I still like men to fuck me – even if I am mostly a bastard top.

I’m ready and all sweaty. He is too. I let his fat dick to get in me. First slowly, he is in pain because it has been years since the last time someone tried to fuck me, so I was (not anymore it seems) super tight.

He fucks me super close over the kitchen counter, he moves with grace and grabs my tits as if I was a woman. He presses my nipples hard. He groans like a bear. He is a beast.

I eventually lead him to my cock and starts rubbing it with his big hands- they’re full of calluses so the feeling is so smooth. He plays with my balls. Everything seems new and exciting to him.

I lead him to the sofa and make him lie down. I sit on his cock and I look him in the eye, smiling. He loves to see me, I’m really surprised by the quick adaptation of this straight big man. He grabs my butt and fucks me really hard. I bite his neck to stop moaning so hard.

I cum, and he cums buckets in my ass. It’s almost synchronized.

I kiss him with love, because that’s what a good man should do with his sex partner when it’s done. I kiss him and he returns the kiss panting.

I get up and lead him into my shower.

We don’t talk, we just shower and look at each other.

Once we’re done, he takes another beer and smokes a cig with me in the balcony. We talk about his life, he says he has two kids and he’s waiting for them to grow before divorcing his wife. First time with a man, indeed. First time curious, he’s okay with women. We talk about my life but I feel like it’s not interesting enough, so I keep silent, he does too. It’s a quiet morning.

I ask him if he’s good.

He’s good.

He leaves and I say “goodbye, I’m staying for a couple of days here”.

As the day went on and I was expecting a visit at night, it didn’t happen. But what did happen was my sister got a call from the man himself – seems like he thought it was my phone and wanted to meet, but he was quick enough thinker to tell my sister he needed to come back and check the boiler (btw: the problem was a small plastic piece that caused problems in other boilers and needed change, companies ensure no future problems this way). And so, she told him I’d be home the next day morning.

It’s funny because my sister called me after that call, asking me if he was hot. We laughed a bit, I didn’t tell I was fucking over her kitchen counter that same morning. Derp.

June here in Spain is a killer and mornings are hot, my town is empty – everyone is leaving to the beach as cockroaches flee to.. well, wherever they flee to.

I woke up really early with the nervous and certain feeling you have when you’re about to fuck and you know it. So the first thing I did was trim my beard and my dick bush – not my ass, not anything else to look pretty as I didn’t want to look so sharp. Quick run, shower.

Same shorts, loose tee.

Bought beer and stuff to make a cold cheesecake. I cook when I’m nervous.

So the morning goes – I prepare the cheesecake, work a bit, shower again and smoke a lot.

The clock hits 12 and the doorbell buzzes. Yes, it’s him.

He enters the scene dressed in short jeans and shirt. He looks like he did spend time in front of the mirror, he’s overdressed and overclean. He also looks self-conscious and nervous and handsome.

I let him in casually, he steps in the dining room and I go to the kitchen for a beer. Light talk.

We repeat the same process where we left yesterday and go for a cig over the balcony.

Conversation flows and we talk about the weather, about his work, about my work (he seems genuinely interested about my life today).

Eventually we get in, grab another beer and sit on the sofa. I sit close, loose.

I ask him if he’s okay. He is.

I make my move and use my charm smiling. I kiss him quick and light. He smiles and he moves uncomfortable. I grab his hand and make him get up.

I kiss him hard and touch his cock, hard as stone. I already saw he had an erection before, but he seems extremely shy to make moves.

I undress him with gentle care. I don’t get naked myself.

Guiding his hands I make him undress me, touch my ass, my balls, my cock, my mouth. He’s gentle as well and he understands the game, he’s discovering me.

He’s sitting, so I sit with my ass cheeks embracing his cock, and he keeps on moving slowly through me. I feel the dick compressing spontaneously.

We don’t talk, but we stare a lot. His breath is heavy.

I guide him to the room, this is improvement: a big bed.

We lie down face to face, dick to dick. He caresses my body and we stare. We touch each other quietly, soft. I’m not horny, I’m comfortable but not horny.

I invite him to stay for lunch, he is okay staying. We joke in the bed, he’s witty and like to pun as I do, so it’s really funny. We hug and get up, I lend him comfortable shorts and we order pizza. It’s fun, we talk a lot – he calls me a kid, but he’s not that old, he’s 37. To sum up, we know eachother a lot and relax the first tension – then pizza and cheesecake. It’s 4pm, we even watched tv and smoke a little weed I had.

He holds me like a potato bag and carries me to the room while I laugh myself to death.

Now in bed, he leaves me in bed roughly and removes my shorts. Now it’s time for fun.

He sucks my cock nicely, the weed makes it all feel so much better. If you smoked weed and fucked afterwards, you are understanding what I mean.

It’s nice to see he sucks my cock with confidence and he touches my asshole at the same time. It feels so good, I like this man.

Eventually he presses his cock against my ass. I feel confident to do something new.

I throw him to make him lie down, head down, ass up.

Now, I think I said I’m a bastard top, so I know my field. I ask him if he’s good and he says yes, so I open his cheeks and lick. His body moves like he had a great tickle.

But I keep on, now harder, deeper, slow, circling his asshole. Eating his ass with the effort of a hero trying to make a legendary feat. Damn he loves it.

Eventually I dip my tongue as deep as I can in his ass.

After he’s well, I turn him over and he looks at me like saying ‘Dude’. So I keep on and suck his cock gently, filling my mouth. At the same time I spit in my hand and dig my fingers in his ass, one after another. Then two. Then the tongue again – Yes, I know the business.

So I fuck his ass. Cock wet and slowly as you drink a good wine, I make my way through his insides. It well damn hurts. He feels like he’s shitting. He doesn’t want me to stop.

When I make all my way through (all my flesh inside, rubbing his asshole with my sweaty balls). He leaves out the air like I’m killing him. I push harder and quicker.

He moans so hard, I bite his legs, I make him bite my fingers. Damn I remember all.

And just like that, everything burns. The world stops and I cum. A lot.

I don’t stop though, he’s wanking so hard and a fucking strong push kicking my semen in, makes him cum. Woa the shout.

It’s was a REALLY good sex, but that I knew yesterday indeed.

We kiss, we laugh a lot and we hug, we tickle. He’s a sweet man.

Although I don’t think there’s nothing surprising and super adventurer about this, I’m super happy. Yep, I got his phone. Yes, We’ll meet again. Of course, his ass hurt afterwards. Bad thing is I’m too romantic and it’s a bad thing to stumble upon a thing like this. I really like him, deh..

Sorry if the narration is a bit too polished but I think it’s prettier this way :)

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/6i0o1b/mm_a_really_hot_day_a_cliche_situation_and_a