This was one very sexy guy, and he was clearly always ready for sex.Īs I sucked, I raked my fingers through his dense mat of pubic hair before pushing his pants down around his ankles.
I reached up to unbutton his crisp khaki pants and was blown away to find out that he was going commando, swinging free inside his trousers.
There is just nothing better than tonguing around under that delicious flesh, and I let loose on this gorgeous specimen, stroking with my lips and sucking the leaking head. He had a really nice cock, especially the thick and meaty foreskin.
He just nodded, still glued to the TV screen, and I leaned down to his cock, taking in his musky smell. "I might even be able to help you out there." "I've got no problem with that." I took a deep breath. Was I going to object? I thought briefly about the old "ball and chain," but I quickly decided that what he didn't know wouldn't hurt him.
"Man, this video is makin' me want to shoot a load. Taking a swig of his beer, he proceeded to fish his very hard, very fat, very uncut cock out of the fly of his pants. I handed him his beer, which he took with his free hand.Īs I sat down next to him, he glanced over at me before looking back at the action on the screen. I immediately noticed that he had unzipped his pants and had inserted a couple of fingers through his fly, which were messing around with what was clearly an erect cock. When I got back to the TV room, the cable guy had kicked back on the couch. I quickly ran to the kitchen and grabbed a couple of beers. Was he just messing with my head, or was he actually interested in the action on the screen? "Well, OK, make yourself comfortable. "Maybe I'll just have to see how this one ends." Personally, I like to fuck for real better than watching it on TV, but I guess that isn't always an option." As he was talking, he started looking at me very intently, and I began to wonder where all of this was going. Don't we all like to watch porn, one kind or another?" "So, is this the kind of stuff that you like to watch?" Uh, could you show me how the cable box works?" I was hoping to get him to switch the video off, but he seemed to be enjoying making me squirm. "Yeah, I don't think that the Republican Party would allow that. But I don't think that I can set you up to get anything like that over the cable."Īs he let the tape continue to run, I was dying of embarrassment. Finally, I couldn't take it anymore, and I cleared my throat. (The particular tape we had been watching was an old favorite called "Jackaroos.") As the tape rolled, and the camera focused in on a hard dick sawing in and out of a tight hole, I just stood there, watching him watching the screen. I was a little surprised to see him just standing there, watching the threesome action on the screen. Hopefully the cable guy would be cool about it. I decided that I would just have to suck it up and go fess up. I hoped that he would quickly turn the tape off, and we could pretend like nothing had happened, but the music didn't stop. Maybe it is my Midwestern upbringing, but I firmly believed that there were some things that the cable guy just did not need to know. I immediately heard the unmistakable porn soundtrack, and I just about died. Before going to bed the night before, my partner and I had been watching some gay porn (OK, we had been doing more than just watching!), and we had left the tape in the machine. I told him that he should find them on the coffee table and went back to my sandwich.Īs soon as I heard the VCR click on, I knew that I was busted. About fifteen minutes later, he called in to me, asking for the remotes for the TV, VCR, and DVD, so that he could test to make sure that all of the different components worked together with the new digital cable box. After I showed the cable guy my video setup, I left him to do his work and went into the kitchen to put together some lunch.