Date: Tue, 6 Oct 1998 16:44:12 -0500
From: TexasBoy
Subject: Rimming the Maintenance Man

I woke up that morning, feeling like I had gotten the sleep I needed, but
still a bit groggy and tired.  The previous several days of late-night work
had left me drained, and I needed a little time off.  So I had taken that
Tuesday off to just hang out at home, rest, watch some movies and certainly
get in a good jerk-off session.  I stretched my body, felt my abdomen and
pubic hairs, and then scratched my balls.  My cock was a bit stiff, and I
thought for a moment and calculated I had not shot a load in exactly seven
days!

I rolled out of bed, washed up and made myself some breakfast.  I loved
being naked in my apartment.  It was one of the reasons I preferred not
having a roommate.  I sat down at my dinning table facing the sliding glass
doors that led to the balcony of my first floor apartment.  After a few
minutes of eating my breakfast, I noticed an older man in a tan uniform
walk by my balcony.  I thought I recognized him as the maintenance man that
served the complex.  Then another man followed him past.  I did not
recognize him, and he looked very young and rather cute.  Or at least so my
cock thought!  It did not take much to get it to firm up, and I reached
down between my legs and gave it a gentle rub.  I settled down, finished my
breakfast, and went into the living room to begin my lazy day on the couch
in front of the television.

My couch was adjacent a window that looked out in the same direction as my
balcony.  The blinds were partially open, and when I glanced out I noticed
two figures just outside my window.  I leaned over and parted the blades of
the blind to get a better look. Digging a hole just a couple of yards away
were the two men I had seen walk past.  One was the older maintenance man I
knew, and the other was a young good-looking guy.  Then a moment later I
saw the older man motion and speak to the younger one, and he walked away
out of my sight.  The young man remained, and continued digging the hole
with a shovel.  I could not stop looking at him.  He had light brown hair,
cropped short at the hairline in the style that boys wore in those days and
that I loved so much.  He had a boyish but strong face to match and a slim
tight body.  He wore a tan button work shirt and snug matching shorts,
which made him look more like a cute delivery boy than a construction
worker.  I was so mesmerized by his body that I did not notice him staring
at me through the window.  He had caught me peeping and I was terribly
embarrassed.  I quickly let go of the blind and leaned back on the couch.
But the blinds were open enough and slanted down such that he was likely
still able to see inside.  So I stood up from the couch and walked back
over into my bedroom.  I slipped on a pair of shorts, and walked out onto
my balcony.  I was horny, I was desperate for some kind of action, and this
guy was making me hard!

I leaned over and placed my forearms on the balcony rail.  I turned my face
to look in his direction and he was hard at work digging that hole.  He had
begun to sweat as the humidity that hot summer morning was oppressive.
After about a minute of staring at him, he caught me out of the corner of
his eye and looked my way.  He smiled, and I gave him a big leading smile
in return.

"It's hot as fuck out here already isn't it?" I asked him in a nervous
voice.

"It sure is," he said as he looked up at the clear blazing sky.

"Your boss driving you hard?" I asked.

"Yeah, he's a slave driver, but he's gone for the rest of the morning" he
replied.

I smiled and suddenly felt brave.  A thousand thoughts ran through my head
as I tried to figure out what to say next.  My shorts were beginning to
tent a bit as my cock began to swell with excitement.  But from where he
was standing, he could not see what was happening between my legs.  I had
to think fast, and I had to figure out if he was interested or not.

"You want something to drink?" I finally ventured.

He looked at me, smiled again, and said "Yeah, if you don't mind."

With that, I quickly walked inside and got him a glass of cold ice water
and also grabbed him a beer.

"I have water or I have a beer" I said to him as I walked back out onto the
balcony.  He was now standing at my balcony, with his arms on the rail and
looking right at me as I walked out.  There was no doubt he saw the bulge
in my flimsy nylon runner's shorts.

He smiled at me and said, "I'll take the beer.  Thanks a lot, dude."

"It's only ten in the morning, but what the fuck, I'll go get one for
myself also," I said as I walked back to my refrigerator.

I was getting extremely hot and bothered, but it had little to do with the
weather, and my cock was taking over for my brain.  As I leaned in to get
me a beer, I looked at my shorts to see the outline of a full erection
underneath.  This was it.  If he was interested, he would stay and chat.
If he was not, he would certainly be scared away.  I walked out again and
he was still there, drinking his beer and leaning over into my balcony.  I
slowly walked out and stood a few feet away by the railing as well.  We did
not say a word, and I was caught in that uneasy moment that comes before
you get up the courage to make a move on a guy.

"Man it's hot!" he finally said.  He put his beer can on the balcony
rail, stretched his hands up over his head and let his shirt come out from
inside his shorts.  As he stretched I caught a glimpse of a fine brown mist
of hair trailing down from his belly button.  He turned in my direction,
but looked out into the parking lot.  He slowly unbuttoned his shirt and
exposed his glistening tight chest and stomach.  He was making his move I
thought.  So I sat down in a chair I had on my balcony, and gazed out into
the parking lot as well.  I spread my legs such that with the help of my
stiff cock, my warm sagging balls were completely exposed.  The sun was
shinning on them and the heat made them feel great.  I sat and waited for
him to look.

He turned back to me, grabbed his beer again, smiled and looked down
between my legs.  I kept looking away to give him a chance to stare without
embarrassment.  My balls were completely loose and sagging between my
spread thighs.  I sat there and he stood there looking at my balls for a
good five minutes.  When I looked down at my crotch, I saw a large drop of
pre-cum that had seeped through the thin material of my shorts where my
cock head was pressed against it.  It made me even more excited and I
gently but slowly flexed my cock to make more juice ooze out.  Soon another
large drop came through and my little puddle of pre-cum began dripping down
my shorts.  All the time, he stared at it intently.

He was the only one who could see me, and the complex was quiet as usual
that morning.  And of course it could have been crowded with people and I
still would have done what I did next.  In one quick move I slipped those
shorts off and sat naked with my legs spread and my wet cock bobbing up and
down to the beat of my pounding heart, and my balls hanging down to my
anus.  And he kept right on looking.

"You want to come inside?" I eventually got up the courage to ask him.

He hesitated, looked around, and then said "Yeah."

I got up, walked inside and went to the door.  He met me there and I let
him in.  He stood in my living room as I stood before him with my 7"
hard-on waiving at him.

"You want to get comfortable?" I asked.

He did not answer me, but instead took off his shirt and undid the fly of
his shorts.  Then he stepped out of his shoes and let the shorts drop to
expose his full white briefs.  I could clearly make out the outline of his
cock, and a full pair of balls rounded out his package. I sat down on the
couch, as I watched the hunk disrobe before me.  He was enjoying himself,
and slowly slid his briefs down far enough to expose a thick patch of brown
pubic hair.  Then he slid them past his cock and down to his ankles.  He
stood there and allowed me to get a good look at his gorgeous cock.  It had
a soft pink color, and although fully erect, his foreskin still rolled up
to the rim of his silky cock head.  It was about 7" long, and a bit thicker
than mine.  Under it, a large hairy ball sack hung and pulled his cock down
at a slight angle.  But his cock was straight as an arrow, and it was also
leaking pre-cum.

Then I lost all control, got down on my knees in front of him and inspected
him closely.  I licked the tip of his cock, and as I was about to swallow
his cock he turned around.  I savored the pre-cum and was able to lap up.
And there before my face were two tight perfectly shaped mounds of pure
white flesh.  They were covered in fine hair and a sheen of sweat.  He
stepped back toward me and my nose nudged his cheeks apart and I breathed
in his sweet scent.  I grabbed on to his thighs with both hands as I dove
in with eyes wide open.  My tongue darted out and began lapping up the
tasty moisture trapped in his crack.  I smelled his tight hole and felt
pre-cum dripping from my cock.  My tongue furiously worked every inch of
his crack; from the small of his back to the start of his scrotum.  His
whole crack and hole was covered in his sweat and my saliva.  Then I felt
his entire body shake and tremble as he stepped away from me, leaving my
face wet and thirsty for more of that fine ass!

He got down on all fours in front of me, with his ass back in my sights.  I
moved forward and stared at the incredible sight in front of me.  His
cheeks were spread, and I could see the wetness on his anus.  And below his
hole hung those big fat balls!

"Eat me!" he pleaded.

And I wasted no time digging back into that ass.  This time working my
tongue down to his balls.  Then I returned to his hole and poked inside it
to feel his warmth.  I again felt him shudder as I worked him hard from
behind.  The shaking continued and he began to moan loudly.

Then I heard him say "Fuck, I'm gonna shoot my load!  Eat that ass!"

I did as he asked and was amazed that the guy was going to cum without any
direct stimulation to his cock.  He was not jacking himself, as his hands
were on the carpet bracing himself from my intense rimming.  Then he
groaned and I felt him tighten up as he shot his fucking load all over my
carpet!

He fell forward on his stomach as he tried to catch his breath.  On the
carpet between his legs were the globs of sperm he has spewed.  I lifted
one of the little puddles with my finger and felt his warm creamy cum.  I
felt cheated, but at the same time incredibly excited that I had made a guy
cum by nothing other than eating his ass.

He got up without a word, and dressed quickly.  He looked at me, and again
gave me that deadly smile.

"You going to be working out there tomorrow?" I asked anxiously.

"Yeah, sure will" he answered.

"Well then, maybe we can get together again" I offered.

"Sure" he said, with that big smile still on his face.

I let him out, sat back on my couch, jerked off, and shot one of the
biggest loads of my life!