Bi-Sexual Male / 46
The Ditch Digger
One Friday when I was on vacation, it was extremely hot. I was hanging out by the pool. There was construction going on in front of my house. The gas company was doing something to the lines. It was just one worker, maybe late 30s, and he was using a machine to do some digging. He frequently had to climb down and use a hand shovel to do something. This guy was truly ripped, maybe from the gym, maybe from digging ditches. And he was sweating and glistening…very hot.
I couldn’t help watching. He was too good to ignore. At one point he was taking his lunch break and the mail had just been delivered, so I used getting the mail as an excuse to say hi. We chatted a bit. I wasn’t really getting any vibe of interest from him, but I pressed on and before going back inside mentioned he’s welcome to dip in the pool after work to cool off. He was appreciative and I think at that point realized I was making a move on him. He said thanks, but I don’t have my swim trunks. I said no problem. You’re welcome to borrow some or do what I do go without. He laughed and said OK…maybe…we’ ll see. Now I was getting a vibe. I went back inside and resumed my afternoon of relaxation.
Just after 4 there was a knock on the door and I opened it to see him there. He asked if that pool offer still stands. I said, of course, opened the door and waved him in. I pointed out the pool house, with bathroom and outdoor shower. I told him there was some swim trunks in the pool house if he wanted. I had also left a box of condoms and bottle of lube on a table in plain view. He walked over to the shower, turned it on and stripped out of his clothes to reveal the most spectacular body. He never went in for the swim trunks. After showering he walked over to me and we kissed. I was so excited.
We got into the pool and cooled off while getting to know each other. He was divorced, didn’t get to play with men often, and enjoyed being a dominant top when he did. My god was this really happening? When we got out of the pool he stood naked, dripping wet, and gently pushed me to my knees. I needed no further instruction, took him in my mouth, and proceeded to suck him until he was rock hard. Then we moved over to one of the lounge chairs and he told me to get on my knees ass up. He dropped to his knees and proceeded to lick my ass. He relaxed me, lubed me up, then stood and slowly worked his 7” cut cock into me.
When I extended the invitation to him at lunchtime I was just hoping to give him a blowjob. But we really got into some serious gay sex. We moved out of the heat and into the air conditioned bedroom. Believe it or not I took him in both holes all weekend long. No matter how hard he fucked me, I kept begging for more and he delivered. My favorite position was simply straddling him as he lay back and riding his stiff cock as I gazed down at his ripped body and moaned with pleasure.
He came at least 4 times over the course of the weekend. My mouth, ass and face all got attention and sweet pumping loads. The first load up my ass Friday afternoon was the best because I felt the spurts filling me and heard him groaning, almost growling with masculine pleasure. The others were less powerful and he was quieter.
He and I have gotten together numerous times since then. But it was never as good or exciting as that first weekend of hard pounding sex. What an experience!!
I couldn’t help watching. He was too good to ignore. At one point he was taking his lunch break and the mail had just been delivered, so I used getting the mail as an excuse to say hi. We chatted a bit. I wasn’t really getting any vibe of interest from him, but I pressed on and before going back inside mentioned he’s welcome to dip in the pool after work to cool off. He was appreciative and I think at that point realized I was making a move on him. He said thanks, but I don’t have my swim trunks. I said no problem. You’re welcome to borrow some or do what I do go without. He laughed and said OK…maybe…we’ ll see. Now I was getting a vibe. I went back inside and resumed my afternoon of relaxation.
Just after 4 there was a knock on the door and I opened it to see him there. He asked if that pool offer still stands. I said, of course, opened the door and waved him in. I pointed out the pool house, with bathroom and outdoor shower. I told him there was some swim trunks in the pool house if he wanted. I had also left a box of condoms and bottle of lube on a table in plain view. He walked over to the shower, turned it on and stripped out of his clothes to reveal the most spectacular body. He never went in for the swim trunks. After showering he walked over to me and we kissed. I was so excited.
We got into the pool and cooled off while getting to know each other. He was divorced, didn’t get to play with men often, and enjoyed being a dominant top when he did. My god was this really happening? When we got out of the pool he stood naked, dripping wet, and gently pushed me to my knees. I needed no further instruction, took him in my mouth, and proceeded to suck him until he was rock hard. Then we moved over to one of the lounge chairs and he told me to get on my knees ass up. He dropped to his knees and proceeded to lick my ass. He relaxed me, lubed me up, then stood and slowly worked his 7” cut cock into me.
When I extended the invitation to him at lunchtime I was just hoping to give him a blowjob. But we really got into some serious gay sex. We moved out of the heat and into the air conditioned bedroom. Believe it or not I took him in both holes all weekend long. No matter how hard he fucked me, I kept begging for more and he delivered. My favorite position was simply straddling him as he lay back and riding his stiff cock as I gazed down at his ripped body and moaned with pleasure.
He came at least 4 times over the course of the weekend. My mouth, ass and face all got attention and sweet pumping loads. The first load up my ass Friday afternoon was the best because I felt the spurts filling me and heard him groaning, almost growling with masculine pleasure. The others were less powerful and he was quieter.
He and I have gotten together numerous times since then. But it was never as good or exciting as that first weekend of hard pounding sex. What an experience!!
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