Date: Fri, 28 Sep 2012 08:29:10 -0700 From: Mark James Subject: Workman 6 by Mark James Workman 6-The meter reader by Mark James I was going house to house checking water meters. At one house I saw a guy standing at the back door bare-chested, wearing Levis. He was a real stud and I could feel my cock getting hard in my shorts. I am a blond surfer type and generally have no problem getting sex but I've never done anything "on the job" before. I wasn't dressed provocatively, but it was the middle of the summer and I had on shorts and a t-shirt. The fact that the t-shirt molded to my skin and accented my chest muscles and my 8 pack abs was just the way I normally dressed. I said "Hi, I'm here to record water usage," as I walked into the back yard. He smiled and said. "Hi." I stooped down and it took a couple of minutes to read the meter and record the data. Whoever set up the standards for this job was a real go-getter because I had to cover a given number of houses in an 8 hour day and there was almost no give in the schedule. I stood up and turned around. The guy was still standing in the doorway but he had undone his jeans while I was reading the meter and pushed them down until 90 % of his cock was exposed and was now smiling at me. It was a beautiful smile and I felt my cock expand and create a large bulge in the front of my shorts. Fuck, I thought, I don't have time for this. While I watched he dropped his Levis to his ankles and his 5 ½ inch cut cock came to attention straight out in front of him. I licked my lips as I stared. "Can I offer you a drink or something to eat?" He stepped out of his jeans, picked them up and went into the house. I followed him into the house. He leaned against the counter. I slid to my knees and filled my mouth with his beautiful cock. 5 ½ inches was well within my deep throat range so I took it all the way to his pubes and just stayed there for a few moments reveling in the feel of it filling my mouth. Then I sucked up and down his shaft with a rhythmic motion as I reached up and ran my hands over his 8 pack stomach and his chest muscles. "Jesus man you are like a vacuum cleaner. You are gonna get me off if you keep doing that. Slow down." I stopped sucking his cock and said, "I don't have the fucking time for this man. My job demands that I keep a certain schedule. But you looked so beautiful standing there I couldn't resist." "Jesus," I said as I undid my shorts and pulled out my cock, "I don't want to shoot in my pants." "Shit," he said, "let's go in the living room and lie on the carpet and do a 69. I don't want to waste your hard-on or your cum." So we went in the living room and he got on top of me and we started sucking each other. After a minute he started flexing his hips and drove his hard cock in and out of my mouth as he sucked on my cock. In just a couple of minutes he pushed his cock down my throat and held it there as he shot his load and filled up my mouth with cum, which eventually overflowed my mouth and dripped down my chin. As he shot I too humped my hips as he swallowed my cock and sucked up and down its length. I pushed his head down on my cock and shot my load. After swallowing his cum, I managed to croak, "Oh fucking shit, swallow my cock man, take my cum." He did and then licked my cock clean as I did with his. He got a couple of cloths and we cleaned up and got dressed. "Fuck man even though we both came I feel cheated. Can you come back after you finish work so we can make this last a little longer?" "How does 6:00 sound?" "Great, see you then," he said as the leaned in and gave me a hard, fierce kiss. I grabbed my clipboard and waved as I walked out the back door. It certainly gave me something to look forward to for the rest of the day."