Telephone Man's Christmas Gift (MM)

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Christmas vacation had been lame thus far. I'd spent most
of my time sitting around the house with very little to
do aside from watching television and wacking-off. As
Christmas day was still a week off, my parents were still
working regular hours, leaving the house at 7:00 am and
not returning until 6:00 pm. I pretty well had the entire
house to myself that week.

After waking at 10 am on Tuesday morning, I hopped in the
shower to clean up. Just as I was stepping out of the
shower I heard the doorbell ring downstairs. Throwing a
bath towel around my waist I ran down the stairs fearing
that the person might have been ringing while I was still
in the shower. Opening the door I saw this burly guy in
full blue coveralls, with work boots and heavy utility
gloves.

"I'm from Bell telephone. I'm here to put in the second
line."

Shit, I thought to myself as I peered out from behind the
door, concealing the fact that I was dressed solely in a
towel. I didn't know that my folks were having a second
line put in.

"Come on in. You'll have to excuse my appearance... I
just hopped out of the shower."

Although he looked a little uncomfortable, he responded,
"No worries.
Where's the second line going?"

Knowing that Dad had plans to get a fax machine for the
house, I assumed they wanted the second line for the den.
"Just up here," I said as I led him up to the office. I'm
sure he must have felt even more uncomfortable at this
point. In front of him on the stairs was a near naked, 21
year old guy, 6'and 170 lbs, in great form from both
weight lifting and competitive swimming.

"Its just in here." I led him into the den and pointed
out where the phone jack should probably be located.
Leaving him to his work, I went to my room to throw on
some clothes. As I was about to drop the towel, horny
thoughts flooded my mind. It would be a couple of weeks
before I would be in a situation to get laid (back at
college).

Maybe I should take a second look at this guy. Re-
fastening the towel, I walked back over to the entrance
to the den. By now he was down on all fours with his head
buried beneath the desk. Looking at his body I figured he
had to be about 210 lbs, on a 6'2 frame.

While he wasn't exactly muscle bound, he seemed to be
relatively well developed. Though it was difficult to
determine his exact shape beneath the coveralls. His
position allowed me a good look at his big butt. It was
very round and full, slightly larger than the average
bubble butt. Just the way I liked them.

As my horniness further reduced my inhibitions, I walked
into to the room and approached his side. "So what is it
you have to do?" I asked as I stared down at his back.

Startled by my presence, he turned to look. "I've got to
run a line through the adjacent bedroom into this room to
connect the new incoming line to."

Sure whatever, I thought to myself. Like a really gave a
fuck what the hell he had to do with the telephone line.
"So where does the jack go in this room?"

"Uh... just down here." He pointed under the desk to
where he had been working.

Faining an active interest I got down on all fours and
stuck my head under the desk. He withdrew his head from
beneath the desk as I looked for the new jack. Hoping
that I had caught him with my puerile little plot, I
repositioned so as to loosen my towel against the
underside of the desk. To my surprise (or maybe not) my
towel fell clear from my body. Kneeling behind me he had
full vision of my bare ass not to mention my growing dick
and balls hanging between my thighs.

"Oh man," was all I heard before I felt a hand on my
butt. The next thing I knew there was a bearded face
buried beneath my hairless butt cheeks and a tongue
flirting with my hole. As his large hands spread my
cheeks apart, his tongue lapped up and down my crack. Man
it felt good. So good that I had to have a try.

With that, I pulled out from under the desk and stood up.
Standing beside me I reached into his partially opened
coveralls a pulled them off his shoulders. After the top
had dropped around his waist I lifted his t-shirt from
his body. His chest was really furry and well formed. His
pecs, though not hard, were well defined, as were his
shoulders and arms.

Without further adieu, I bent to take his little hard
nipples into my mouth. Moving back and forth, I toyed
with his nipples using my teeth and tongue. Meanwhile, my
hands were massaging his soft butt, kneading the fleshy
globes. Unable to control myself, I reached down and
unbuckled his belt, letting his coveralls fall to his
feet. An 8-inch boner sprung from his boxers, striking me
in the chest. As I knelt before him, he stepped out of
the coveralls, leaving his work boots on.

Hardly uncomfortable now, he grabbed the back of my head
and impaled my face on his engorged dick. While it wasn't
the longest dick I've ever sucked on, it was without
question the thickest. I nearly gagged on its width as he
slammed it in and out of my mouth. Closing my wet lips
around it, I swallowed his hard tool again and again. My
tongue lapped at the underside of his swollen rod as he
pounded my face relentlessly.

"Mmmmmm, man, eat my dick. Yeah, that's it, take me down
your throat."

Fearing that he would reach climax too quickly, I pulled
my mouth off of his cock. "You're not going to cum until
I get a piece of your juicy ass," I said as I turned him
around. What a sight it was. This burly guy standing
naked before me, save his work boots and wool socks. His
big butt was slightly furry on the cheeks, yet hairless
in the crack and crotch.

Kneeling again, I reached around, grabbing his thighs and
pulled him back to my awaiting mouth. Nestling my face in
his crotch, I licked and sucked between his legs. Placing
a hand on either cheek, I pulled them apart to expose his
moist crack. Gently lapping my wet tongue against his
butt, I worked my way up and down his crack.

When I finally reached my target, I didn't hesitate.
Thrusting my tongue up his hole, I heard him groan in
pleasure. "Oh baby, that's it. Eat my ass, man. Shove
your tongue up my ass." After a few minutes of tongue
fucking this guy, I stood up and proceeded to sit on the
edge of the desk.

"Suck my cock you faggot," I demanded. Without haste, he
knelt before me and spread my legs with his strong hands.
Beginning with my balls, he traced his tongue along the
underside of my rock hard boner. When he reached the
head, he gently licked around it, driving me wild.

Then in one swift movement, he swallowed the entire
length of my dick. As he bobbed up and down on my rod, I
felt my climax nearing. Not wanting to be alone in my
orgasm, I suggested that we 69. As I lay back on the
length of the desk, he positioned himself over me with
his hard cock pointing directly at my mouth. Placing my
hands on his lower back, I raised my mouth to his
hardened tool.

Simultaneously, he lowered his hot and wet mouth onto my
upright pole. In an almost rhythmic motion, he pumped by
dick as I swallowed his. Before long his movements became
more disjointed and abrupt.

Sensing that he was nearing climax, I thrust my pelvis
upwards, forcing my cock down his throat. Just as I felt
myself release, warm globs of his cum splashed against
the back of my throat. His load seemed to be endless,
eventually spilling out of my mouth onto my face.
Meanwhile, he swallowed my exploding fuck juice, licking
my cock clean.

Checking my watch, I was pleased to see that my parents
weren't due to arrive home for another 5 hours. Jerry,
the telephone guy, called in sick for the afternoon. We
spent the rest of the afternoon fucking and sucking each
other to our hearts content.

The rest of my Christmas vacation began to really look
up...

END