Paul, the Small Town Mechanic

I finally got to kiss Paul. It was so passionate. His hands were on my sides as he pulled me closer. I had one hand on the back of his neck and one hand on his face. Hearing Paul moan into my mouth turned me on. His breathing accelerated. I felt my cock get hard.

After what was a good two minute make out session, I let go. I looked at Paul and the expression on his face was horny, to say the least. Breathing heavily, he looked at me in silence. He bit his lip and groaned a little.

“I have waited so long to meet someone like you”, he finally said.

I smiled. I could tell he wanted us to have sex right now. The outline of his rock hard cock was impossible to miss in his tight jeans. I’m sure Kiowa and the surrounding area didn’t particularly have a large queer community. Who knows how long Paul had to have gone without sex.

His hands were still on my sides, as I suddenly felt him reaching up under my shirt. His hands went over my stomach and up to my chest. It was very clear what he wanted. I wanted the same thing. There was something exciting about this happening right here. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest.

Just as Paul’s lips came back my way, I heard the bell. Someone had just walked into the shop. Paul froze. His eyes closed. He whimpered, softly.

“I-I’ll be right there!”

The sofa was out of sight for the people in the front of the shop, thankfully. Paul stood up. The outline of his thick erection provocatively stuck out in the direction of his left hip. He walked a little extra circle, trying to walk it off. Then he stood still and looked at me. In the corner of my eye, I saw his cock twitch again.

“I’ll be right back”, he whispered.

And with a full-blown hard-on he walked into the front of the shop, to help the customer who was there to pick up his truck.

After helping the customer, Paul came straight back to me. His boner had subsided.

“I am so sorry Troy, I have to get back to work.”

It was clear he really wanted to do something else. But there were still several cars in his shop that he needed to work on. I was glad I had prepared a plan.

I was so happy that Paul agreed to drive up to Denver after work. I had booked a nice hotel and went ahead to book dinner for us at the restaurant. We had the whole evening and night to spend together. In the morning, I would continue my drive. As today was Friday, and Paul’s shop was closed for the weekend, he was not yet sure what he would do after. But he was definitely looking forward to finishing work and meeting me in Denver.

I said goodbye to Paul with another awesome make-out session. I touched his amazing pecs and played with his nipples as we kissed. His whimpers and heavy breathing turned me on once again. I let go and he looked at me with pure lust. The outline of his boner was back in his jeans.

“I’ll leave you to get back to work”, I said.

“I-I… I am so turned on.”

I smiled.

“I know. We’ll take care of that tonight.”

I thought that was a pretty good exit-line as I got in my car and drove off. Leaving Paul with the bulge in his jeans and a wrench in his hand.

It was so good to drive in my car again as I finally found myself exiting Kiowa after staying there for nearly 24 hours. I had rescheduled my reservation at the hotel I was supposed to have arrived at the day before, a Hilton in the south of Denver. It was only an hour drive, so I got there quite early.

I freshened up, decided to put on one of the bathrobes and laid down on the bed. I was so excited for Paul to get here. I texted him that I had arrived and what room number I was in.

I was aware that this wasn’t a very common way to have sex with someone for the first time. With someone that I was going to be living several states away from. Our chemistry and passion was telling me this was not going to be one time thing. The plans that I had made, however, made this difficult. And it seemed unlikely I would convince Paul to move with me, especially as we had only met yesterday. Judging from the way he talked about Kiowa, it seemed even more unlikely.

I decided to not think about all of these things too much. At least, not now. Tonight was going to be about me, Paul, and sex. I couldn’t wait.

Earlier than expected, Paul showed up at my hotel door. He had changed into a tight grey T-shirt and what looked like clean jeans. He wore a baseball cap. A gym bag was slung over his shoulder. I still wore the robe.

“Hey”, he said, with a slight nod.

I smiled.

“Hey yourself”, I replied.

“I rushed to finish everything and quickly went home to change and pack”, Paul said as he walked into the room and I checked out his ass as I let the door fall closed behind me.

“I’m happy you’re here”, I said.

Paul turned around to face me as he put down his bag.

“Good. I’m happy to see you too.”

The chemistry was absolutely tangible as we looked at each other in silence.

“I…. I have to tell you something”, Paul then said.

“What’s that?”, I asked as I took a step closer towards him.

“I… I have plenty of cylinder heads in my shop.”

I paused for a second.

“You lied so I would stick around in Kiowa?”

He looked down. He seemed to be feeling guilty. This, however, was such a turn-on. Someone this hot pursuing me. After only having met me for a short while.

“I, uhm…”, he hesitated, “I just knew the second I saw you that… I had to see you again.”

I opened my robe and let it drop to the floor. The expression on Paul’s face turned from guilt to shock.

“It worked. You get to see all of me.”

Paul licked his lips and stepped towards me to drop to his knees. He turned his cap backwards, took my cock in his mouth and started sucking it.

It felt so good to feel a warm mouth on my cock and instantly I got a raging erection. I looked down to see Paul’s brown eyes looking up at me, making sure I was enjoying myself. I caressed his face.

“Yeah, that’s a good boy”, I said, surprising myself with how dominant I was feeling over this muscular, sexy man.

I held on to his face and thrusted my cock down into his throat a few times. Paul gagged, but didn’t pull back. His drool fell to the floor. He looked back up at me and I could see his eyes were welling up.

When I finally let go, Paul continued to suck my cock for a while. Finally he pulled back, licking my cock for a bit.

“That was hot”, he said, smiling. “Your cock is amazing.”

Paul took off his cap and threw it to a corner of the room. He took off his T-shirt and threw it away also. I laid down on the bed and watched him unbuttoning his jeans, revealing the white briefs. I jerked off as I saw the outline of his boner, now only one piece of fabric away from being exposed. He stepped out of his jeans, and really seemed to be enjoying me watching him.

He stood there and smiled at me. Those dimpled cheeks were almost as much of a turn on as his muscular, furry body. He hooked his thumbs under the waistband of his underwear and ever so slowly lowered them. Finally, his rock hard cock popped out into view. He turned around to bring the briefs down to his ankles, so I could see his hairy ass and finally his hole.

I was so ready to fuck him.

He crawled onto the bed on all fours and made his way to me. We kissed. I held onto his sides and pulled him towards me, as he let his body fall onto mine and wrapped his arms around my neck. Our bodies were touching and I had never felt more sexual.

“Show me your hole, boy”, I told him.

He got back up on his knees and turned around. He touched his ass before finally he got back on all fours so I could see his hairy hole. I got up behind him and ate him out. His whimpers were beautifully loud. His ass was made of dreams.

“Please fuck me”, Paul moaned.

I got back up on my knees as he stayed in position. I spit on my cock. I slowly let the head go in.

“Ahhhh yeahhh…”, he moaned.

His hole was eager to receive me. The rest of my cock slid in so easily. We now both moaned. I fucked him slow at first, going faster and faster. My cock and his ass were made for each other. I heard my hips slapping against his perfectly curved asscheeks and I already did not want this to be the last time.

Paul then rode my cock as his rock hard cock flopped up and down in front of me. I saw his eyes roll up pretty much constantly, which showed just how much he was in ecstasy.

“Oh! Oh! I’m going to cum”, he suddenly exclaimed.

He grabbed his cock and immediately it shot out 4 ropes of milky cum across my stomach and chest. It was such a hot sight, I couldn’t stop myself from cumming inside of him.

Paul’s face looked flushed, but so relieved.

“That was amazing”, he said.

He slowly took my cock out and my cum fell right back onto my pubic hair. Paul chuckled.

“So hot”, he mumbled as he leaned forward to kiss me.

We made our way to the shower, trying not to let the cum drop to the floor. In the shower, we made out. I got so horny again so fast. We barely got to cleaning ourselves, before I was fucking Paul against the shower wall. There was no stopping us. It was such a hot fuck. I felt the water come down on my back and I felt almost all of Paul’s body on my front. I let my hands go through the hair on his chest and stomach. It seemed so unlikely that a young, smooth, short, Asian guy was topping this beefy, masculine, hairy, country mechanic. But that’s what’s made it even hotter.

Paul didn’t take long before he painted the shower wall with his semen. He went down on his knees and sucked me dry. He eagerly gobbled up my load. After that we cleaned ourselves up, got dressed and went downstairs for dinner.

It took such restraint to make it through dinner. I knew Paul was not wearing anything under his jeans. And seeing his gorgeous face across the table, those dimples appearing every time he smiled, it was hard not to reach for his face and kiss him. I resisted.

When we stood in the elevator to get back to the room Paul suggested we put on our robes and just cuddle. That sounded amazing. Though I wasn’t sure how long it would take before I felt the need to fuck him again.

I watched Paul change into a robe. I think he was aware I was watching, though he didn’t make a show out of it like earlier. When I changed into my robe, Paul sat on the bed and watched me, too. My cock was hard once again and he clearly noticed.

I sat on the bed next to him and immediately he turned to his side to snuggle me. He buried his face in my neck and I could tell he was smelling my smell.

“I’m so glad we did this”, he said.

I caressed his arm, which he had wrapped around my chest.

“I want to stay like this forever”, he mumbled into my neck.

I said nothing. I was thinking. Thinking about where we go from here. It was very clear to both of us this wasn’t a hook-up. Though on Monday I was starting a job in San Francisco, more than 1,200 miles (2,000 km) from here.

I was racking my brain when I decided Paul and I should talk about it. Just then I realized his body was becoming heavier and the first light snore escaped his lips. I smiled. I realized I wanted to stay like this as well. I continued to think about what I wanted. I remembered my earlier thoughts about leaving behind friendships and human connections for career opportunities.

About 45 minutes of loud snoring right by my ear later, Paul awoke with a startle.

“I’m sorry man, you wore me out!”, he chuckled.

“That’s OK”, I said, “it was actually really nice.”

“I hope I didn’t snore?”

“You absolutely did, but I liked it.”

He chuckled.

“No-one has said that to me before.”

We decided to take a bath. I went in first. Paul sat with his back towards me, resting on my chest. I of course got hard again and there was no way he couldn’t feel my cock poking him in his back. However, it wasn’t mentioned. We just laid like this for a while, as I hesitated bringing up what I had been thinking about. I decided not to do so just yet.

I took some of the hotel soap and from behind I cleaned Paul’s neck, shoulders and chest.

“Hmmm”, he uttered, “that’s nice.”

When I looked down over his shoulder, I saw that he had an erection as well. Mine hadn’t gone down in the meantime.

“So you are enjoying this too”, I said as I let my hand travel down his abs under the water and grabbed his hard dick.

“Uh huh”, he said, with a chuckle.

I slowly jerked him off.

“Hmmm… are you cleaning my cock?”

“Meticulously.”

Paul turned his neck into an awkward angle so he could kiss me. I let both of my hands slowly run down his upper body. Paul’s hand reached back to grab the back of my neck. I knew we were both getting so turned on once again.

“I think it’s time for bed”, Paul suggested.

I chuckled.

It was getting late, and I had to be up early to make it out of Denver before rush hour and get to Salt Lake City. Yet, part of me really didn’t feel like leaving Paul’s side.

As we got up from the bath, and we each toweled off with a raging erection, I finally dropped the bomb.

“I don’t want to leave tomorrow.”

“I know, I don’t want you to leave either.”

I had sensed he had felt the same, but it still felt amazing to hear him say it.

“Don’t worry”, Paul added, “we’ll work it out.”

I smiled.

I took his hand and walked him back to the bed. I pushed him on it, face up. I raised his legs and started eating him out again. His whimpers were like music to my ears. Of course, I couldn’t wait much longer before I had to fuck him a third time in just a few hours. My cock slipped in so easily now, it felt amazing.

Paul threw his arms over his head and let me have my way with him. His eyes rolled up as he moaned and whimpered. His hard cock flopped up and down on his stomach and I couldn’t help but take it in my hand and jerk it. He came again. I didn’t stop.

“I love your cock so much”, he whimpered as I continued to fuck him.

I bent forward, my hands resting by Paul’s sides. My cock was even deeper inside of him as my hips smacked his ass with each thrust. He took my head in his hands and wanted to look at me and pull me close, but his eyes kept rolling up from the overwhelming pleasure. Eventually he pulled me so close that we kissed.

“Oh, I’m cumming”, Paul mumbled into my mouth as I reached down to take his cock in my hand and he had started cumming handsfree. We continued to kiss throughout his orgasm. It was so hot, I couldn’t stop myself from cumming inside of him once again.

That night, Paul slept so close to me, his head on my chest. His snoring the last thing I heard before I drifted off myself.

The next morning, we got dressed again. Paul in his simple T-shirt, tight jeans and a baseball cap was such a turn-on. We went down for breakfast when it was still early. I still felt sleepy, but Paul was a happy bunny.

“I’m not normally this cheerful in the morning, just when I’ve been fucked so exquisitely”, he said out loud, just as the waitress refilled our coffees.

I couldn’t help but snicker.

“So, how about we meet somewhere halfway each weekend?”, Paul proposed.

“It would give us maybe 24 hours if we have to be back by Sunday night?”

“Worth it”, Paul smirked.

It was a lot of driving, but I, too, would be willing to do that every week if it meant seeing Paul. Though I would prefer to have him closer.

“You know what”, I said, “I’m just going to be honest on Monday.”

“What do you mean?”, Paul asked, his mouth still containing some scrambled egg.

“I am going to tell them I met someone on the way here and that I would prefer to be working in the Denver office.”

Paul’s face lit up.

“It might not be something they’ll give in to, and it may take a while before it’s done, but… it’s the solution I like the best.”

Paul looked around and saw it was just us and the waiting staff. He leaned over to grab my head in both of his hands and he kissed me.

“That sounds awesome”, he finally said as he sat back down.

“And if they say no… I’ll look for something here.”

“Are you sure?”

Paul looked surprised.

“You were so happy with that job!”

“That job will never make me as happy as you could.”

Paul looked down, blushing.

“That’s the sweetest thing anyone has ever said to me”, he said, his voice breaking.

When we were back upstairs I fucked Paul one more time. He came all over the duvet. I came inside of him.

“I will be keeping that load inside of me for my drive to Kiowa”, he said as he kissed me.

We checked out together. In the parking lot I got a little choked up. We held each other close. I realized I was choosing him over my career and nothing had ever felt better.

THE END