My neighbor, the Straight and very hot Fireman

Jason saw that I was in my garage and made his way across the street. Jason had lived across the street from me for about 8 years and they were getting ready to move. His house was a small rancher, with 3 bedrooms, and a 1 car garage. Jason’s wife Tiffany was pregnant with their 3rd child and they needed a bigger house. I was going to miss Jason. I was going to miss looking at Jason.  Jason went from the Army to being a Fireman and no one ever looked more the part. At 6ft 3, 200 lbs, he was ripped. His bright red hair was fitting for his profession. I loved that Jason didn’t have a good relationship with shirts unless he was working. His chest and 6 pack abs were covered in bright red fur and I fantasized for days as to where his happy trail led.  

“What’s up buddy,” he asked. “Not much. Getting ready to do the brakes on my Honda. Are you excited about your move? Jason didn’t look excited. “Tiffany wants to start off fresh with “new this” and “new that”. She thinks we’re made of money, but with the new Mortgage payment and the new kid on the way, the debt will be real.”. I laughed. “Well. she’s given you some beautiful kids, I’d say indulge her, but set some limits”. Jason agreed. “I’ve got a mess of stuff we’re not taking to the new house and I wondered if there might be something you could use. Wanna take a look?”

I never said no to Jason. There probably wasn’t anything he had that I needed, but I was happy to be in proximity to him. On this day he had on a pair of very worn Cargo shorts and no shirt. The very top of his ass crack was exposed and that was enough to put me over the edge.  He looked every bit like a model and I would buy every Fireman Calendar if he were in it. 

We walked over to his garage, he opened the door and he wasn’t joking. They were leaving behind quite a bit. “If you’re in need of tools, These 3 boxes over here might interest you.” The only thing I was interested in was watching Jason bend over, ass crack exposed as he pulled out tools that I had absolutely no use for. I pretended to look interested and bent over with him, then noticed something I wouldn’t classify as a tool. I lifted the Fleshlight from the box and held it up. “This isn’t “coming “ with you?” I asked. Jason wasn’t a bit embarrassed. “Don’t knock the Fleshlight. When Tiff is pregnant, I can’t go near her. She wants nothing to do with me. That doesn’t mean I’m gonna go without. That thing has gotten me through some “Very hard” times. We both laughed.

Why are you getting rid of it? I asked. “That’s an older one. I’ve graduated to a new model and that’s going with” I smiled. “How long has it been,” I asked. Jason put his hand on his chin as if he were doing difficult math. “Tiff is exactly 5 months pregnant. She cut me off at the start of month 3. It’s been weeks and it's gonna be at least another 5 months before she’ll let me near her.

 As he said it, he unconsciously adjusted his cock, which suddenly looked more visible. I looked hard at it and he noticed but didn’t look annoyed or confused. “You ever been sucked off by a guy? I asked. He didn’t answer, his shorts simply fell to the floor. No one could see us from where we were in the garage and I couldn’t believe my luck. Finally, I get to see where the happy trail goes to. In my fantasy, I pictured a long hard cock beneath those shorts, but Jason’s cock was simply average. What it lacked in length and girth it made up for in pure beauty. His bush was trimmed to perfection, he was cut with a large head and a smooth shaft. I wasn’t going to choke on it, but he was about to get the blow job of his life. 

I sat on one of the chairs in the garage which gave Jason perfect access to my mouth. I could take all of him balls deep and he wasn’t quiet about his appreciation. My hands were all over his ass as I pulled him into me as deep as it would go. This went for a good ten minutes but the real prize was his ass. I really wanted to eat his ass. I’ve been watching him for years, watching him bend over, practically selling that ass to me.  I can’t count how many times I’ve jerked off at the thought of him sitting on my face. That round, solid bubble butt was covered in bright red fur and I had to have it.

 I made him trade places with me and had him bend over the chair. “I”m gonna eat your ass”. I said. “It’s your choice, man. I’ve been working all day, but hey. Go for it”  He said. I was barely concerned with that aspect. This was probably the only ever time I would get to rim this motherfucker and I wanted it. I buried my face deep and his hole was sweaty and musky like a working man's ass should be, but that’s all. I was in and that’s all that mattered.  

I worked my tongue in there till he was squirming, then sucked his cock from the back. “You gonna let me fuck you?’ Jason asked. I wasn’t “prepared” to get fucked, but sometimes you just have to throw caution to the wind. If you’re gonna fuck someone in the ass spontaneously, you risk getting shit on your dick. I didn’t think that would be an issue, but normally at least a rinse would be in order. No time for that. If Jason wants to fuck me, I’m not gonna say no. 

Out of thin air, Jason produced a bottle of lube. I assumed it was from that box where his fleshlight was but it really didn’t matter. I watched him lube up his very pretty cock, then he bent me over the chair. The size of him wasn’t going to be an issue and I was almost embarrassed at how easy it was for him to put it inside me. This wasn't going to be a romantic, intimate fucking.  He wasted no time and just started fucking me aggressively. I was in heaven.  I loved how his hips and balls slapped against my ass cheeks. I knew right away there wasn’t going to be any mess and I was slightly relieved. I pushed back hard and yelled out what I’d fantasized about saying for years. “FUCK ME, JASON. FUCK MY BUSSY!  

I could tell he was close and I was just about to bust. I reached between my legs and my hand found Jason’s hole. I reached back as far as I could, stuck a finger up there and that’s all it took. He unloaded all of his baby-batter into my wanting hole. 

He stayed inside me for much more than I was used to, and he was still rock-hard. When he finally pulled out, all I could think was, “I’ve finally been “Ginger-bred”. 

He pulled on his shorts and I pulled up my pants. We shook hands and didn’t say a word to one another, and I turned to leave. There is no way I was his 1st time with a guy. He knew exactly how it was gonna go down. Had I known, maybe we would have been fucking for years, but I’ll take the one time over nothing any day. I walked across the street without any tools or giveaways, but I did have Jason’s seed deep inside me, and for me, that was more than enough.