Serviceman

by Jaybradman

17 Mar 2021 5100 readers Score 9.0 (88 votes) PDF Mobi ePub Txt


Riding around in my service van can be boring during the day.  Making stops to check on the multiple severs that the company maintains makes for a long week.  But on Friday night I now transform my service van into a vehicle to service the many college and parting men that flock to the warehouse district clubs.  

I have been doing this for a few weeks now ever since the Friday night I was wrapping up a call and loading my equipment in the van behind a club called The Mineshaft.  I knew it was a gay club, and it being almost 7, guys were already lining up at the back entrance to get in for happy hour.  

I slowly loaded the van eyeing the increasing number of hot young bucks waiting to get inside and dance and rub against each other for hours.  My cock was getting hard and starting to tent my pants as I loaded the last bit of stuff into the van.  I leaned in to secure it, bending over and  stretching my arms into the van.  As my meaty ass arched out towards the line of studs, I heard a few whistles.  

I’m tall, beefy and sport a full, neat brown beard.  I’m aware that many young guys find my 30 something lumberjack body a real turn on.  All their eyes on me, as I looked back over my shoulder, to see if would respond to their whistling really turned me on.

I don’t know what exactly came over me, but the next thing I remember is me being on my knees on the van floor with my pants hanging off one ankle.  I’m on my elbows and slowly swaying my hips and rocking my big hairy ass back and fourth.  

I suddenly feel a wet finger pushing at my mancunt.  I look back over my shoulder to see a handsome jock behind me already with his fly open and hard cock out.  He steps closer presenting his manhood into me.  He grabs my hips thrusting into me balls deep.  His big black cock throbbing inside me and he releases his load after a few intense minutes of probing.  

I feel an sudden empty feeling and warm cream running down my taint, then suddenly a tongue licking my cummy hole.  I look back and to my surprise there is a different hunk with his face buried between my cheeks.  This muscular Korean guy grabs my leaking dick and strokes it as he sucks my wet pussy.  He raises and pushes his cock into my warm ass.  Placing his hands on my furry shoulders he rocks me forward with his quick long jabs.  I can tell he is getting close and I hear a few men cheering him on.  He pulls his cock out and shoots his hot lava across my ass crack.  He then proceeds to lick my ass clean again. Leaving no trace of his load, only my spit shined cheeks.  

I’m really getting horned up now.  I can’t believe this is happening.  I have always been a dirty cum whore, but even in my wildest days I never totally offered my ass up to total strangers in an alley behind a club.  Good thing my work van was unmarked.  I’m sure there is something in the HR handbook about not using the company work vehicles as fuck mobiles.  

Suddenly, I hear a deep voice...

“Get on your back whore.”  I look back over my shoulder and see a giant linebacker type looming over my ass.  His shirt was stretched thin and the shorts he was wearing look as if they would burst at the seams.  If he was green, instead of a sun-kissed white dude, I would swear he was the Hulk.  

Without a word, I flip over and lay on my back.  My wet cock slapping against my abdomen.  I rub my hairy chest as I watch him unleash his beast of a cock.  He looked like a Midwestern farmer’s son.  His muscles were not from the gym, they were built by his teenage years of hard work.  He was probably here to play college football.  As his waistband slid down over his shaft I kept waiting for it to slip past the head of his cock and it to pop straight up.  It didn’t seem like that would ever happen. He kept lowering and lowering the shorts and the shaft went on and on.  Finally when the shorts were just above his knees the full magnitude of his cock was revealed to my whore eyes.  

He was at this club to swing that huge uncut meat around on the dance floor.  I’m sure everyone in the building would be begging to get a taste of it.  I guess the action outside prior to entry would have to do for now.  

He grabs the back of my knees and pushes my legs up resting my ankles on his big shoulders.  Suddenly his large mushroom head is knocking at my ring.  The pressure breaks through and inch by thick inch pushes forward until the backs of my thighs slam against his abs.  I manage to take him in completely.  Thankfully, the first two studs primed my slutty chute. 

He grabs my pecs leaning into me and fully opening my ass up as he starts to pound his long meat into me.  The van is rocking with his thrust and he is grunting as he digs his teeth into my leg.  

“Mmm yes whore.  Take my fat cock.”   His slamming against my prostate is brutal and I can feel my load starting to creep up my shaft.  It is almost burning my piss slit as it burst out covering my hairy chest.  

Farm boy Hulk’s incredible fucking is quickening and his grunts get louder.  He then pushes my legs back against my chest, holding the back of my knees, relentlessly impaling me with the thickest, longest cock I have ever taken.  

“Fuck slut, I’m cumming!” He says as his whole body flexes and tightens.  It was like every muscle was driving his cum up his long shaft.  Finally, I feel my insides overwhelmed with a warm bath of white cream.  It overflows and slides out around his cock soaking the van floor.  

He pulls out slapping is wet heavy dick across my spent balls.  

“No one else gets you tonight cum slut. The club is open now.  Have your cunt here next week.”  He slams the door shut leaving my gaping hole dripping with his seed.  I finger my hole and put my cummy fingers in my mouth so I can taste his cum.  My cock his still rock hard and I use his cum to stroke my cock until my second orgasm happens.  After a few moments on my back I can hear the low bumping of the club music.  I slide my briefs on and pull my shirt back down over my cum soaked torso and crawl to the drivers seat.  The van roars to life and I head home.  

So, here I am again this Friday night, with my favorite jockstrap on, about to open the side door of my van so these otters, twinks, stallions, jocks and future daddies can deposit their loads in my mineshaft before a night of clubbing.