Compliance

Upon successfully selling my home for a great price, the estate agent informed me that I had to get an ‘electrical compliance certificate.’ Upon discussing this irritating requirement with friends at lunch on Saturday, the host of the gathering told me about an electrician that I had to use. Barris, the electrician, was just the man for the job he assured me with a mischievous wink. From the glint in his eyes, I surmised that Barris would be superb eye-candy. I took down Barris’ details and made a mental note to contact him the following week.

Upon phoning him, we arranged for Barris to visit me the following Saturday morning.

After hearing my doorbell at the appointed time on Saturday, I opened up to find every gay man’s wet dream of straight guy fantasy. Barris was six-foot-tall, with curly brown shoulder-length hair. He had three-day-old stubble, wicked green eyes, and a body made for sin.

After a brief inspection by him, we discussed his fee, which I found amenable. I then gave him the go-ahead, and he commenced with his duties immediately. He apologized for the rickety ladder he had brought along, explaining that his usual ladder had got stolen off his pickup the previous day.

I promised to assist in this regard, saying that I had no problem holding the ladder for him when required. After twenty minutes after commencing the job, my assistance finally got asked. While standing atop the ladder and chatting with me, he casually lifted his t-shirt and scratched around his garden path. It was a wicked gesture and practically drove me out of my mind. Added to that, I noticed that Barris had the outline of what appeared to be a large snake running down the one side of his jeans. As he observed my focus on this protrusion, he casually continued rubbing his stomach.

After finishing off with that light fitting, another followed. As he attended to the second fitting, Barris glanced down at me, casually running his left hand over the snake. Barris then coolly mentioned that he also offered ‘other services.’ Observing the surprised look on my face, he then informed me what those services would set me back. Somewhat flabbergasted, I inquired what those services might encompass.

“Everything,” he replied, still rubbing the snake.

As he dismounted the ladder, I asked, “May I think about it?”

“Sure, Teddy, just let me know when my work is over,” Barris replied.

I now fully understood the nature of the recommendation that I had received from my host the previous week. Barris continued working and when the entire job was complete.

Once I paid him the certificate got handed over, he asked me if I had considered using his ‘other services’. Intrigued by the bulge I had seen, the whore in me had to take this to the next level. I had never paid for sex before and felt smutty when I agreed to do so. With a smile on his face, he accepted the additional cash, before explaining that his girlfriend had expensive taste.

‘If only she knew how you pay for those tastes,’ I inwardly giggled to myself.

Having concluded our transaction, I led the way to my bedroom.

After undressing, I wondered why this guy was wasting his time as an electrician. Barris could easily have been one of the superstars in the porn industry, given the size of his knob.

Next, after falling to my knees, I could only accommodate half his dick down my throat, and with rivers of spit running down my chin, I gobbled away like a kid enjoying its first lollipop. He loved the oral attention and kept toying with my head while gently stroking my hair. Given Barris’ enormous size, I began gasping for air, like pearl divers deprived of oxygen after returning to the surface. Barris had a horny look on his face as he smeared his cock all over my face, before continuously returning his knob to my mouth.

His enjoyment was so intoxicating and I forgot that I had paid for this sexual encounter. There was no hurry, only the sustained gratification of two people combined in a lustful interaction.

After a while, he asked if I wanted him to fuck my arse. When I nodded, he inquired if I would be able to cope with his huge shlong.   

“Put it in deep, daddy, I’ve got a long body,” I whimsically answered.  

With a laugh, he gestured me towards the bed and suggested I lie on my stomach. As he climbed on me, I knew that my butt-hole was about to be put to its ultimate test. His entry was slow and deliberate, and just when I thought his intrusion would never end, he finally announced that he was all-in. The displacement in my backside was both stimulating and mind-boggling. Then, after a slight pause, his hips began to stir.

Fortuitously, I was facing my dressing table and could see Barris in the mirror. Be able to ogle the object of my pleasure was an incredible bonus. Once again, Barris’ lustful expressions as he fucked me, added to the overall gratification of our encounter. 

Barris’ grinding was heavenly. As he mashed his knob into my man-hole, my prostate was getting a massage like never before. Moving his body like a gymnast, he pounded my hole from every possible angle. Barris wasn’t into doing a rush job either and his long strokes stretched my butt-hole more than ever before. After his taxing onslaught, he announced that he was about to unload. The additional money I had paid was meaningless in comparison to the pleasure overwhelming me.

Shuddering, he began to deposit the bonus I had paid for, and my butt-hole gratefully accepted the reward it had so rigorously earned. I had just had the fucking of my life!

Afterward, we got dressed and had refreshments in the kitchen. Upon leaving, I thanked Barris profusely for his incredible service.

After he drove off, I could not help thinking that in the future, I would be the star protagonist during conversations with friends; when the subject of big-dick encounters got discussed. The session hadn’t been romantic, but as far as ‘quickies’ were concerned, I had hit the jackpot. I wasn’t looking for a boyfriend, but I had overcome my reservations about paying for sex. Barris had taught me to be compliant.

I would be moving into my new apartment in several weeks. The one thing that I knew was that I would be finding a multitude of electrical faults in my new home.