This story is quite surprising because it's one that just happened so recently to me. I'm a good looking 40 yr old male who has been raised in a family that truly feared God and followed biblical teachings. That doesn't mean I am still going through any of the rituals or that I don't have fun. My 'little voice' continues to remind me that sex if for those who are married and gay sex is out of the question completely. So over the past 14 yrs, I've just not gone out of my way to meet anyone in particular. Now even though, deep down, I knew I was gay, I still allowed myself to fall in love with a woman and get married. We even had two kids. But it certainly didn't last. Divorce was 14 yrs ago and since then I've been living here in the desert on my 4 acres and really like the solitude and that nobody bothers me out here at all. Just too far out. That is what surprises me about the following events.

With my remote location, it seemed totally impossible for me to find anyone who would make the long drive from the nearest town and none in the local area would be my cup of tea for sure. Or so I thought. To clarify, I've kept myself occupied with my work and existing friends and have around the nation through phone and Facebook. I have not touched nor been touched by anyone (other than a handshake) for the entire 14 yrs. Guaranteeing that my right hand will be secure in it's job for a long time.

Edie, a girlfriend of mine, had decided to drive her car to Los Angeles so we could see a show playing there. On our way home, her SUV began to act up. We barely made it to my house so she could drop me off. So she called her son to come help out. An hour or so later, a car pulled up with her son in the passenger seat. The driver was this dreamy looking young man 24 yrs of age, with a very handsome little boy face, standing 6'1", thin but fit, dark hair and olive skin. In other words, very good looking.

I told Edie that her son's driver was one of the best looking young men I'd seen in a couple years. She smiled and told me to keep my hands off, as ''Joe'' was happily married with 2 young sons. Secretly I'm thinking, 'if he's so happily married and responsible, then why is he driving your son to my house at 3am?' I asked her not to pass that info on, but she did anyway. Her son began to tease me – once with Joe sitting at his house and listening in. Apparently, Joe was spending more time there due to the recent loss of his job. I told him that if Joe ever needed to make a few extra bucks that I did have a few things around the house here. So, he put Joe on the phone.

Joe's first words to me on the phone, "Hello, Randy? I hear you think I'm one of the best looking guys you've seen in years." All red faced, I had to confirm that and went on to see if he would like to work for me. He said yes and would be there later in the afternoon to see what all I needed.

He showed up and to my surprise was even better looking in the daylight than he was when I first laid eyes on him. I showed him the little labor jobs I had that would bring him $100 or 200 and explained that I pay $10/hr. for general labor. He smiled and said, I have 2 small sons to support and work for $15, but I'll take my shirt off. Then he winked and smiled.

Week in the knees, I just had to see where this was going and said that was nice to know, so how what would you do if I paid $25/hr? Both laughed uncomfortably, but his reply was, 'we'll have to see.' At the very best, I thought he MIGHT come over and do some work, I'd see him 2 more times and that would be the end of it.

Over the next couple weeks, it became very clear that his life was not as Edie had told me. He was out of work, living with his parents and did a lot of partying around the area. He was quite the 'player' around town. He'd stop in with 4 girls in the car – all drooling over him, other times with a group of friends who followed his lead on most every move. Sometimes they'd stop in just to say hi for 10-15 min and sometimes, he'd come at 2am and stay till noon. Always having his favorite drug of choice, plenty of beer and a need to party. He even brought his parents over one day on his way to town and then his wife and kids another time when they were coming home from a court appearance.

Everyone was aware I was gay and also knew I thought he was drop dead gorgeous. I was relentless in my joking as I'd tell everyone how gorgeous I thought he was and that was important to me in case Joe and I ever decided to have kids. They'd all laugh and he just turned red. I kept the jokes coming and even getting more risqué as time went on because there was no signs that we would ever get together in the way I had hoped. Everyone seemed to know that I was kidding and felt safe that he would never relent to my desires either.

He was beginning to stop in more frequently and now bringing his own laptop so he could look at his kind of porn since mine was of little or no interest to him. Of course my ongoing attempts to get him to agree to some sexual acts between us, kept him on his toes and in my wildest dreams, I never ever thought I'd even see him naked, let alone get anything from him

We'd sit there for hours talking about his favorite sexual positions, the type of girls that really turned him on, how often does he jack off, how and where, etc. One night he confessed that his best friend and he had double teamed this one girl and went into the greatest of details. It was driving me wild and he knew it, too. I asked if they looked at each other or touched each other's dicks. He admitted that they had, but said it was sort of impossible not to in that situation. He told of how they'd both be active at the same time, sometimes just take turns and how the girl still tries to get them to repeat the night with her. My imagination went crazy. I was hoping they would and it could happen at my place since neither he nor his best friend had their own place at the moment where it could happen again.

He would do things like rub his stomach and chest by lifting his tshirt or would grab his crotch and jump up and down when getting excited about an event or something online which just made me go nuts for him. One evening, he's there about 9pm. Early for him. He enters with his laptop, pulls out his favorite drug of choice and begins to scroll through the porn sites of his choice. I just loved to stare at him – he was so gorgeous. He asked me later on to come see this scene. One where this girl had begun to give the guy on screen a very passionate blow job. He said, 'this is what really gets me going – hell, I even have a huge boner now from watching this. I reminded him once again that this is the very thing I like to do – therefore, do it best, continuing on that I would continue begging until he finally said yes. He said that 'agreeing' to it or saying yes was very uncomfortable to him and that if I really wanted to, I'd just take control. WOW.

I joked around with him for a bit, but then began exploring all the right areas. Then, he stood up and removed his shorts standing in his boxers. What a site. Sitting back down he also slid them down to his ankles. As I began to take control, he leaned back and just smiled to big, it made me even more determined to do it WELL so he wouldn't regret this and hopefully return for more.

His dick was nice shaped with a mushroom head, about 7" long and hard as a rock. He obviously groomed that area and showed pride in his presentation. As I realized just what and whom I was 'doing' I got better and better and he began to grown more and more. I would run my hands through the hair on his chest, fondle his balls and upper thighs and really went to town with the sucking and pressure points I knew I liked and it seemed to be working.

He'd told me about several gay guys he worked with and seemed so at ease with this, I just had to ask him if he'd ever had a guy suck his dick before and he nodded yes and said 'several times'.

"I've never done anything to them before but they keep asking and they do it well, so......'' Then before long, he began to pump his dick in and out of my mouth and finally grabbed my head to control it. I was literally in heaven now. I was looking at Joe totally naked in my house, sucking on his dick and he was undoubtedly enjoying it very much.

All of a sudden he began to squirm and pull my hair and was coming. Then he pulled his dick out and shook it so the cum went everywhere. " I was afraid you'd feel obligated to swallow and I just can't imagine that'' I told him that it was ok either way but if this should ever happen again, that I'd really enjoy taking it all. His smile enlarged and he winked at me. Then stood up and walked naked to the bathroom to wash up so his wife didn't see nor smell anything when he got home. As he left later in the morning, he hugged me and said, 'don't worry about this morning. it won't change anything. I'll be back for sure so take care". Then added, 'luv ya man!' and winked.

Now, when he got done working here or it was really late into the night, he'd use my shower to freshen up before going home. I was able to go in and marvel at his looks and body dripping wet with hot water and soap as he lathered up. The chubby dick seemed to beckon for me to take care of it. But I simply admired it all from a safe 2-3 ft and allowed him to groom himself without being interrupted by my lust. He did seem to enjoy the attention I gave him, though.

Although his visits are less frequent now since he and his wife have divorced and he and his new girlfriend just had their first child also, in the weeks and months past, he's returned many times and on a dozen or so occasions, has made it clear that another encounter was requested. They would begin with nude back rubs, working in my back yard with only his tighty whities on, and move into getting a hand or blow job, etc.

Occasionally, he would end up staying here for as many as 4-5 days in a row. He knew I was a very visual guy, so he would walk around with just his briefs on or just the towel. He'd sleep in the nude and leave his spare bedroom door open also. He would frequently remind me that when sleeping, it's almost impossible to wake him up for anything. Well, I just had to test his theary, so I did go lay next to him one night, began to touch and caress his arms, chest, thighs and ultimately the grand prize. Through all this, he never once even moved a muscle. But I sure enjoyed playing with his gorgeous fit physique.

One night when he stayed, I had gone to bed before him and then later, heard him call my name. Then he said, 'just wanted to know if you were still awake because if you are, you'd probably rather be in this room'. Having peaked my interest, I quickly made my way in there and found him laying on his back and spread eagle - jacking that beautiful erect organ like a trooper. When he saw me, he winked and smiled, but continued. Now, I kinda think he'd do a lot of these things even if he were hanging with his normal crowd of studs, but think (or at least hope) that he did a little extra just to please me.

There were other times when he had a date or his folks out in the driveway waiting for him to return so they could continue on their errands and as he'd quickly make his way out my door, he would turn, pull down his shorts exposing his dick and balls and say, "ya know I love ya man so take care'' and would turn and go out the door. I continued to ask him when I'm gonna get to see him with one of his girlfriends and he just smiles. I don't know it will ever happen, but can't chalk it off just yet. I wish I would have gotten some photos or video of some parts. It would have been nice to memorialize what took place. But, I gotta say, my own memory has kept the visions alive and in very vivid fashion.


Ran The Man

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