Date: Sun, 22 Feb 2009 17:32:27 +0000
From: James josephs <new2kinkbtm@hotmail.com>
Subject: The Black Pipefitter

	I work from home most of the time, and I'm pretty good at fixing
things around the house, but yesterday I heard water running in my
basement. When I went down to check it out, I found the plastic drainpipe
from my kitchen was completely separated from the old galvanized pipe that
went to the drain.  The collar that held them together had completely come
undone.

	I probably could have fixed it myself, but I was just in the middle
of doing payroll. I called my contractor friend Chris, to see if he could
come over and fix it.  He was busy all week, he told me, but gave me the
number of a new plumber he had been referring work.  I wrote down the
number.  The guys name was Jason. I called and told him Chris had referred
me, and explained the problem. He said he was free that afternoon and would
stop by right after lunchtime.

	When he arrived, I was stunned to find that he was a gorgeous black
man, about my age (late 30's).  He had a short buzz cut, big brown eyes and
great smile. He was wearing a work jacket over his overalls. I invited him
in and showed him the problem in the basement. He indicated it wouldn't
take long to fix. I offered him something to drink, and he asked for a cup
of coffee, for when he was finished. I went upstairs to make a fresh pot.

	I had returned to my office on the second floor, and was sitting at
my computer when I heard him come upstairs and tell me he was done. He
stood in the doorway and smiled at me, I could feel my face turning red. I
am a pretty shy person, but I couldn't help but stare at him.  I asked how
much the bill was, completely forgetting the coffee. He smiled big, and
said he was sure we could work something out. I practically fell out of my
chair.  I asked what he had in mind. He just smiled and pulled off his
boots, sliding his jacket off.

	He stepped into the office and undid his overalls. He had on a
t-shirt, but when the overalls hit the floor, he revealed he was bare from
the waist down. He threw his overalls across the room and they landed in a
heap on the arm of the couch. His dark cock looked to be about 9 inches
long and thick as a beer bottle. His golf ball sized balls hung low beneath
it and his pubic hair was trimmed short. My cock jumped to attention in my
jeans. He stepped around the large ottoman and sat on the sofa opposite my
desk. I turned my chair around to watch him as he pulled the t-shirt over
his head, showing his lean muscular frame. He sat down and propped one foot
on the ottoman letting his knees fall open so I could get a full on view of
his massive cock and balls. He looked at me and told me to strip.

	I couldn't speak, so I stood up and unbuttoned my flannel shirt
tossing it aside. As I unbuttoned my jeans he said he loved my hairy
chest. I blushed a bit, but was beginning to relax.  As usual I had trimmed
my beard, and I keep my hair cut short. He said he always had a soft spot
for hairy guys, and couldn't wait to see the rest of me. Emboldened, I
quickly dropped my pants and pulled down my boxers to reveal my hairy
crotch, which grew up right into the hair on my stomach. He asked me to
turn around so he could see my ass. I turned slowly, showing off the fuzz
on my backside. He asked me climb over the ottoman to him.

	I crawled, on my knees across the large padded ottoman until my
face was in his crotch. Up close, his rock hard black cock looked even
bigger. He was stroking it with one hand, and with the other one, pulled my
head down until the tip of it was in my mouth. Once I grabbed the base of
his monster dark meat, he let go of my head and rested his arms behind his
head, laying back and pushing his cock out for me.

	I began to suck more and more of his cock into my mouth.  When my
mouth reached the top of my hand, it was already opening my throat. After a
few more strokes, I managed to get my lips all the way down to the base. I
tugged on his monster balls as my head bobbed up and down on his thick dark
cock. Finally, he lifted my face up with a hand on either side of my head
and pulled me up towards him.

	With my knees on the outside of his waist, he squirmed down a bit,
so he could put my cock in his mouth. Although my dick isn't nearly as big
as his, it is pretty thick and it took him a minute to get it all in his
mouth. Once he had it, he sucked me so hard it almost hurt. As I leaned
over him, I could feel his hands pulling my ass cheeks apart. He ran his
rough fingers up and down the crack of my ass, using my own sweat as lube.
Suddenly I felt his forefinger circling my asshole. With a quick push, he
had it one knuckle deep. A second push and he had it two knuckles deep. I
felt a second finger pushing on my hole, and before I knew it, he had two
fingers sliding in and out of my ass. I was dripping pre-cum into his
mouth, which was fixed on my cock like a vise.

	He pushed the forefinger of his left hand into me, joining the two
from his right hand. He began to pull my hole open wider with each thrust
of his fingers. Once I relaxed completely he slid his fingers out of my
dripping asshole and let my cock slide from his mouth.  His hands were on
my hips now, gently pushing me down on his lap. My wet cock dragged across
his smooth muscled chest as I slowly sat down.

	We were almost face to face when I felt the head of his enormous
dick touch my hole.  At first, I wasn't sure I could take it without some
lube, but he was still dripping wet with my spit. I was able to take the
head with little effort.  Letting my ass adjust to this new invader, Jason
reached over and pulled a little bottle of lube out of his pants pocket.
When I commented on how convenient that was, he just smiled up at me. He
flipped open the lube, and squeezed it into his hand. He greased up the
exposed shaft of his hard on, and spread the rest around my twitching hole,
which was still locked on the head of his throbbing dark cock.

	All greased up now, nine fat inches of dark brown cock began
sliding up my waiting ass.  Inch by inch he eased it into me, pulling back
a little each time, before shoving the next inch in.  After what seemed
like an eternity, my hairy ass was resting on his muscled thighs. I had all
nine inches inside me.  The pressure was enormous, but it felt amazing.  He
leaned into me and we kissed, my pale white skin pressing into his brown
skin. I began rocking back onto his cock. I lifted my body up, letting a
few inches of his thick brown shaft escape my ass. I then slid back down,
resting my ass on his legs. He pulled me in close, so each time I raised
up, my hard cock slid against his taught stomach. I kept bouncing on his
lap, pulling out more of his dick each time, before forcing it back into
me. Each time I sat down, I could feel it go deeper.  His strong hands were
running up and down my back as I rode his massive black cock.

	Without a warning, he pushed me back onto the ottoman, his nine
thick inches still inside me. Now on my back, he lifted my legs up over his
shoulders. He leaned into me forcing even more of his heavily veined
monster up my dripping hole. He pulled out to the head and slammed back in.
All I could do was gasp for breath and enjoy the ride. Again, he pulled
almost out, and drilled back in. Again and again he slammed his black cock
into my white ass. He forced my breath out of me with each thrust. But I
took every inch of his fat brown cock, raising my ass to meet it every
time. His huge nuts were like wrecking balls hitting the crack of my ass.

	Pressing even harder down on my folded body, he pulled his raging
hard on completely out, letting my hole slam shut. Like a pile driver, he
then slammed it back into me. He pulled out again, before slamming all
nine, veiny inches of his black cock back into my clenching ass. He began
to moan with each push. Just when I thought my stretched and gaping hole
couldn't take another hit, He reached down and began jerking my white
cock. He timed his strokes with the pounding of his hips against my thighs.
All I could hear was moaning and the smacking of his dark skin against the
pale hairy skin of my ass.

	Without warning, I let out a loud moan and shot a massive load of
cum up and onto my hairy chest. As Jason pounded my ass he forced more cum
out of my aching balls.  My next spurt hit the underside of my chin and
rand down my neck. He was stroking my cock as he furiously pounded my ass,
squeezing out every last drop of come from my fat dick until I was
completely drained.  After a final thrust, he pulled completely out of me,
letting my hole clench shut. With one sudden move, he dropped my legs off
his shoulders, arched his back and began spraying me with his load. Streams
of cum erupted from him from like shots from a black cannon. I caught the
first two shots in my mouth, but the rest went all over my chest and
stomach, some hitting me in the face before dripping off onto the ottoman.

	I was covered in cum and sweat as Jason laid down full on me. He
slid off to one side and we laid there gasping for air. As he rolled me
toward him, I could feel his still hard cock pressing against mine. He
reached around me, resting his hand on my backside. His fingers found their
way to my wet, dripping ass hole, and began to gently circle.  I felt his
finger slip inside me as his hand grasped my ass. He gently finger fucked
me while we lay there, catching our breath.

	Finally, he pulled his finger out of my twitching hole and we got
up. I got him a cup of coffee and offered to let him shower, but he
declined with a smile. He said he had another job to go to, but didn't want
to wash off this one just yet. As he got dressed, I wrapped a towel around
my waist.  We talked for bit while he had his coffee. As he prepared to
leave, I asked him what I owed him for the plumbing work he had done.  He
just smiled and asked that I call him for any plumbing work I might need
done in the future.  I told him I would.  He took my number and said we
should probably take a look some other leaky pipes he noticed in my
basement.  I scheduled him for three days this week.