“I’m going for a walk”, I yelled out to no one in particularly. I had been home for nearly a month and was getting restless. I tried to cutback on the hookups but the combination of being home, being horny, and my hand only getting me so far, was getting me pent up.
It was 11:00am, and was 89 degrees and insanely humid. Hopefully a long walk, sweating like crazy, would help. I always seemed to get so horny this time of year, the beginning of summer, but I figured nobody would be out.
As I walked, I looked ahead and saw a guy standing under some trees in the shade. I couldn’t tell what he was doing, but as I got closer I saw he was texting.
“Fuck!” He yelled out. “I can’t believe I lost them”. He looked around at the ground and went back to his phone.
As I got closer, I could see him more clearly. He was about 6 foot, had a white ball cap on backwards, black t-shirt, khaki shorts and flip flops. His pecs and biceps weren’t hidden too well by his t-shirt. He seemed to be a athletic/surfer type build. Exactly my type.
As I studied him up and down, he looked up and we made awkward eye contact. He just stared at me with a scowling look. Ouch.
Suddenly, I smiled back. “Hey, what’s up?” I asked. “You lose something…?”
“Yeah my fucking keys….” He said. “Oh man, I’m sorry…..”. I said.
He noted he was house sitting and had gone out briefly, but couldn’t seem to find where they were.
I offered to help him look but he insisted he’d searched everywhere.
“Damn I so fucking stressed….” He said and he stretched out his arms, his black shirt rolling up and exposing his flat stomach and pubes, his arms flexing, too. As he put his arms down, he stretched his shirt back down, and reached down, spreading his legs briefly to adjust his junk through his shorts.
I was pretty sure he was doing this inadvertently, but I was enjoying the show regardless.
“You have somewhere to rest?” I asked.
“Yeah, that’s my jeep.” He nodded his head toward. I looked over and saw a black jeep, with blacked out windows, nearby.
“Do you live around here?” he asked. I told him I did, and he wanted to go to his jeep and sit in the a/c to make a phone call to the house owners, and he wanted me to be stay with him to retrace his steps.
As we walked to the jeep, I noticed he again reached down to adjust his junk. As we sat in, I felt like he was wanting more and was too horny to put it out of my mind.
As he called again, I waited for the voicemail to kick in and then I reached over, across the center counsel, putting my left hand on his upper right leg.
He looked over at me.
“You said you were stressed…I can help out besides helping you look”. He had a confused look on his face.
“Can I?” I asked. I put my hand over his bulge, lightly rubbing it to tease him.
“Fuck man…I don’t know…” he said. “Cmon…..nobody else will know….you know it’ll help” I said, my eyes looking pouty, trying to seem slutty. He slightly nodded his head.
I lifted up his shirt, which he helped bring up above his chest. Damn, he had beautiful pecs, a nice stomach with just the hint of abs, and a little bit of hair.
I unzipped his shorts and pulled them down. His cock was straining against his icy blue Under Armour boxer briefs. I put my hand through his fly, briefly getting his hard cock stuck in the fabric, before it got free.
I kissed his cut, bright red cock head. He reached down and leaned his chair back. Damn, he was gonna enjoy this. With my left hand on his stomach, feeling him up and down, and my right hand caressing his sweaty balls through his boxer briefs, I kissed his dick again. Two….three times. Just to tease him.
His crotch smelled like a mixture of manly sweat, musk, and semen. I wonder how long it’s been since he cummed.
Did he have a girlfriend? Was she taking care of him? Was he bi? Gay?
I didn’t care. I was curious about the details but like any good dicksucker, I didn’t let it distract me from the task at hand. I put his dick in my mouth and swallowed him, going down almost to the base, burying my nose in his light pubes.
“Oh fuck!” He yelled. His left arm resting over his head as he was laid back in the drivers seat. He might’ve been sitting there but I was in the drivers seat with his cock in my mouth.
“Oh fuck. Holy shit” he yelled. Up and down I bobbed my head, getting him off with my mouth and tongue.
I let his cock go, it was covered in a mixture of my saliva and his pre-cum. I could tell he was close as it was enlarged and twitching.
“Please….let me cum…” he begged. I jerked him off with my left hand and kissed his cockhead. “Please….” He yelled.
I put his dick back in, swallowing him again, deep-throating him.
“Fuck…..I’m cumming!” He yelled. I bobbed my head up and down, deep-throating him again and that’s when he let loose.
I felt his dick pulsate and shoot ropes of cum down my throat. I eagerly swallowed it all, not wanting to waste a drop. I let him subside in my mouth, swallowing up all the cum, and slowly released.
His Jeep smelled like cum. A few moments of silence elapsed.
“Fuck man. That felt good. You suck dick good. I just cummed late last night, too.”
“Well you cummed a lot.” I said. “Good luck finding your keys. I hope that made you feel better”. He nodded and I got out of his Jeep.
I didn’t even bother to get his name or anything, but somehow that made it hotter.
When I got home, I got in the shower and jerked myself off with the shower head, thinking of his cum shooting down my throat and I wondered what his day would be like now after that blowjob.