The Construction Site

His tool belt clambers to the ground, followed by his own pants.

His underwear strains against his rock hard cock.

“Take your shirt off,” he says.

I comply, while he matches my movements and his shirt off too.

I’m completely naked in front of him. I feel vulnerable. But also a little bit excited.

“On your knees,” says Noah.

I’m eye level with his package.

He grabs my hair and grinds his bulge against my face.

I’m face deep in his sweaty package. We were working pretty hard today. He’s pretty sticky but for some reason I didn’t hate it.

I breathe him in.

The fabric around his tip started to get wet.

I’m feeling braver. I find the waistband of his underwear and they slide off with ease.

I see his cock in all its glory. I’m never been this close to another guy before, let alone while he’s this aroused.

“Wow,” I say.

“You like what you see?”

Yeah. I cup his smooth balls in my hand. He moans as I roll them around.

I give them a couple tugs watching his shaft bounce with them.

I kiss them, lick them, tasting his sweaty balls.

I lick my way up his shaft.

I grab the base of his cock and give him a couple strokes.

Then I put my mouth around the tip.

It’s even saltier than his balls from his precum.

I start off slow, getting a feel of having another man’s dick in my mouth.

I dare not let go. I’m not ready to go any deeper.

He’s really enjoying himself. Thrusting himself in and out of my mouth.

“Stand up,” he says.

I slowly get up, there’s a string of precum connecting my mouth to his piss slit.

I’m looking him in the eyes.

“Turn around.”

I’m facing the wall. I brace myself. I know what’s coming.

His hands are on my hips. His breath is on my neck, sending shivers down my spine.

Then I feel it his throbbing cock.

He slides it up and down my crack.

I can feel my ass gathering his precum.

He spits on his hand and stocks himself.

His tip gently touches my hole.

I moan. I’m hard again.

He’s slowly easing his way inside of me.

Each time he gets deeper I moan his name.

He’s fully in now.

I’m breathing as hard as he is.

“Fuck me,” I say.

And he does.

Faster and faster.

At first it hurts. But after it feels so good.

After a few fuck thrusts, he pulls out and shoots rope after rope of hot cum on my back.

He collapses onto me, smearing his spunk between his torso and my back.

He uses my crack to coax the rest of his load out onto me.

I feel his hand reaching for my cock. He finds it and jerks me off. A few strokes and I’m shooting my second load onto the wall.

He turns me around again. Pushing my back to the wall.

He looks me in the eyes before he kisses me.

I kiss him back.

Our now spent dicks softly bump into each other.

I’m now covered in cum. It’s still on my back and some of it even transferred from his torso to mine.

He pulls away. Grabs my ripped jeans and dries himself off.

I wipe all the cum off my front and Noah helps me with my back.

“How about after work, you come over to my place,” he says.