Date: Tue, 17 Jan 2023 16:42:36 -0800 From: My Alt Account <73912864a@gmail.com> Subject: Helping a Client 1 I'm a tradesman, your typical one at that. Beard and tattoos, bearish. I've played with a few guys but that was in a life in the past. For work I mostly do maintenance, my company has a contract with a few apartment buildings where the owners bring us in to take care of the place. I'm 40, at an age where I typically send guys out to do the work, take care of the business end but on occasion I go out myself. The day I met Dale we were slammed, a few guys on holiday and such so I took a handful of easy jobs and dusted off my service truck. The first call of the day was to an apartment, my dispatch left a note saying the occupant is expecting me, they have a disability so I was to just knock and enter then talk to them inside. After I knocked I heard a voice from the suite saying to come in, the place was in great shape, clean and organized. In the living room sat a man about my age in a recliner. "Sorry I couldn't come to the door, I'm not very mobile" he said as he nodded to a walker and a few other accessibility aids. "No worries at all, I'm here to do some work and I'll get out of your hair as soon as I can" He smiled, and contiuned to small talk a bit, he told me he had back surgery this year and it caused nerve damage, he had a really hard time using his limbs. Some days ok, most days bad. I felt for the guy, he looked otherwise in good health, but just watching him try to take a drink of water I could see he was struggling. For me, I was just there to fix a small plumbing leak and check some electrical. Nothing serious. As I was puttering and seeing what I needed to pick up to fix his place up we talked some more, as he opened up some more I could hear a sadness in his voice. I don't know what it was but I was really hurt for the guy. Alone and needing people to do nearly everything for him. With a parts list, I asked him if he needed anything while I went out, including just normal stuff and supplies. He said no, then added. "someone to jack me off would be nice. Is there a store for that?" We both laughed, I added that I'd ask the wholesaler when I picked up the parts. I was gone about an hour but I couldn't stop thinking about what he said. Poor fucker might not even be able to jack off in his state and I doubt the nurses that check on him are doing it for him. When I got back I kept taking looks at him wondering if he would be open to having some help with his issue. I was certainly getting nervous about what I was thinking, every time I saw him in his chair I was imagining him with his cock out needed to cum. After about an hour of working with a light spattering of casual conversation trying to figure out how he would respond to an offer for me to help him some more. I finished up and went to where he was sitting to let him know what I had done etc. He was very thankful, thanked me for keeping him company and making the day go by a little faster. "Is there anything else you need help with while I'm here?" He smiled and said no, then hesitated. Started to speak then stopped. "Seriously man, I don't have anywhere to be, you wont be a bother if you ask" "Can you help me get to the bathroom before you go? If you don't want to that's cool, it just takes me so much time to get there without help" He looked embarrassed, putting his head down a bit. "Shit, not at all. Wont be a problem" I said as I walked towards him a bit. "Just let me know what I need to do to help and I will" "Thanks, my aide doesn't get here until the afternoon today and I gotta pee" With a few instructions and directions I helped him stand then half supported and carried him to the bathroom. He was quite light so I was able to get him to the bathroom easily. With him standing at the toilet he was supporting himself on me. "I have to sit these days, or it's all over the damn place" I turned him around as he struggled a bit with his shorts. "Hold my shoulders, I got it" I said as I put my hands on his hips. As he was steadying himself and apologising I slowly pulled his shorts down to see a nice soft cock on a huge set of balls. Unusually huge balls. I lowered him to the seat as he went, I was doing everything I could to not get hard right in front of him. He finished and flushed, then we repeated the process. As I bent down to pull up his pants again I had to stare. It had been years since I had a cock, seeing his was putting me in a weird head space. In the brief moment before I pulled his pants up I distinctively saw him push his hips forward towards me. I didn't know if on purpose or not but it gave my cock a little jolt. As I was helping him back to the living room he asked to be on the couch, as I was helping him down I sat down with him pretending to catch my breath. "Thanks man, I really appreciate it. I know it was probably weird but it is so much help" "Again, no issue at all. I was thinking I would be holding your cock for you so that was easier than I was expecting" I said laughing. "Oh yeah, you were game for stand up pee then? You should have just went for it" We were both chuckling, and relaxing now. "Is that how you trick nurses into playing with you? Sudden need to get help in the bathroom?" I thought that might have been mean but I was testing how far this light jabbing would go. "Fuck no, they wont go anywhere near it, today is the most action I've had in almost a year" He said as he looked down at his waist now half laughing, half getting into pity mode again. Not what I wanted to hear. "Dale, just a yes or no with no strings attached, do you want me to get you off before I leave?" I blurted it out so fast I couldn't take it back, looking right at a client I straight up asked if he wanted me to make him cum. He stared at me blankly as I tried to hide behind thin air if this went badly. "I'm not gay but fuck, I need to cum so bad" he finally replied. "Neither am I but I do enjoy playing with cock now and then" I said as I lightly grabbed his cock beneath his shorts. "I'm serious, no strings, no awkwardness, just friend to friend helping you out" He nodded his head and closed his eyes as I rubbed him. Shifting my position so I was on the couch facing him I pulled his shorts down showing me his lovely cock again. Already getting hard he let out a soft moan when my hand fist touched his skin. I had never felt someone so responsive to touch like he was, every movement made his body react. I was getting really into it, watching him and his cock. Moving again I got between his legs and devoured his cock. I could sense that he wasn't going to last long, those huge balls needed to release in a bad way and I wanted to swallow all he had to feed me. I was long stroking his cock with my mouth as he moaned and squirmed, his precum was flowing, coating my mouth in a rich salty taste. He let out a long deep moan and thrust his hips up a bit as I started feeling load after load of cum in my mouth. I couldn't help but moan with him as he unleashed his extreme backlog of cum in me. I swallowed everything and kept sucking until he couldn't handle the sensations anymore. Every touch of his mushroom head he would twitch and moan until he finally asked me to stop. "Fuck, fuck. Oh my god I needed that" He was looking down at me panting, looking exhausted. "That was so good man, thank you" I was still catching my breath as I looked up at him smiling. I stayed between his legs and softly sucked on his balls with his soft cock resting on my nose. I could feel him very slowly relaxing and just enjoying. "I think that took all my energy, I'm going to crash with my balls in your mouth" I took that as a hint he was done, even if it was reluctantly. "My pleasure man. That was awesome" I helped him into his shorts again, then he asked for help into his bedroom. I think he was out cold before I had even left his room, the guy must have been in another world after he cam. Once I had all my tools and garbage collected I wrote a quick note to leave on his fridge. >>Call me anytime you need maintenance done<< >>Don't let it go for so long next time:)<< I figured he would be able to read between the lines.