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I moved to a new area of town so I needed to find a new place for my car’s oil changes. Less than three miles from me is a yellow repair shop so I took my car there for an oil change. Most of the guys there were your typical older mechanics. Except for one named Jourdan. He was a younger guy-early thirties, about my height of 5’11”, two hundred pounds or so, dark skin and eyes and short black hair. I enjoyed watching him work on my car-with his uniform and name on his shirt and pleasantly big and round ass.
After a couple of oil changes my car developed a problem with it starting. I kept taking it back to the shop to try to get it fixed. In doing so, Jourdan became my ‘go to’ guy. Annoying as the problem was, it at least gave me the opportunity to get to know him while he tried to figure out the problem. Instead of keeping me in the waiting room, he’d have me come in to the shop area and we would chat about car stuff, his Persian heritage, what he was doing, his training in specific areas and even about our personal life. We got to know each other some: he was from New York (the accent which, along with his dimples and newly grown stubble, was super sexy), been here for only a few years, lives with a friend not too far from here, and he’s attending school to get his master ASE certification.
Once summer started, my car’s issue returned on my way home from work. I stopped by the shop about an hour before they closed. Jourdan offered to work on my car right then and there. Eventually he finally found the problem after some online research but by then it was closing time. “It’ll only take me 10-15 minutes to install the regulator. If you want to stay I can close up after I’m done” he said. “That’s great! I’ll just hang out until you’re done.” Which was more than ok with me because, being summer, Jourdan was wearing shorts and his shirt was left unbuttoned more than normal. His nicely shaped hairy legs was almost as much fun to watch as his sweaty chest was through his opened shirt.
The shop manager let him stay later and lock up after he was done. I paid my bill and we walked out together. “Man I really appreciate you helping me with this” I said. “Can I buy you a beer or something?” I asked hopefully.
“That sounds nice. But I’m a little dirty and smelly” he replied.
“Listen: let’s go home, get cleaned up and I can meet you as Barney’s around, say, 830?”
He looked me up and down for a moment, literally, and finally agreed with a dimpled smile.
“It’s a date!”
I pulled in Barney’s parking lot at 820 and Jourdan was already there. “Oh he’s early” I thought.
He gets out of the car and damn did he look good. His shorts showed more leg, tight polo showed off his surprisingly nice torso and, thankfully, he left the black stubble (which seemed to have grown a lot in the past hour since I saw his last).
Once inside we had a couple bottle and he loosened up.
Around 1030 I paid the tab and we sat in the parking lot and chatted for a bit longer. He sat on the hood of his car and propped one of those muscular legs up on his bumper. She shorts opened up and I could see his boxer brief. I was turned on more now. And he seemed to know I could see up his shorts.
“You run or bike or something?” I asked.
“Yeah I run almost everyday. How did you know?”
“Your legs. They don’t get that toned by watching tv!” I said with a laugh. He seemed to enjoy the attention.
“Well you must workout-you’re built too” he said.
“Yeah I try. But I’m not a young buck anymore so it harder for me to stay fit and a kid like you” I said in a teasing fashion, as he was a few years younger than me.
He grinned. “Well you have nothing to worry about-you’re fine.”
A little taken aback by his comment I challengingly said “well, then that makes us two fine men here tonight”
“That it does” he replied with a smirk.
Feeling the moment and the couple of beers I had I said “You feel like coming by my place for a bit?”
“Let’s go” he said jumping off of his hood. “I’ll follow you”.
It was a 15 minute drive back to my place. I kept watching him in the mirror waiting for him to turn off at the last minute. The thought of having this sexy ass man in my house instead of just in my dreams kept me elated the entire way home. When I pulled in to my place seeing him pull up next to me turned my elation into full sexual lust. My semi hard dick could attest to that.
We got in and made ourselves comfortable around 11pm. I offered him another beer but he opted for water “I’ve got to work in the morning” he said. “Damn. I was hoping to loosen him up some but I understand” I said as I handed him the water.
“Well, I don’t want to be too loose” he said looking up from his glass of ice water.
He sat his water down on the table and looked straight in to my eyes. His dark globes seemed to shimmer with what I recognized as the same lust that he could see in my eyes. I went for it and leaned in and kissed him. He didn’t pull away. I pulled back in a bit of surprise. He looked at me and smiled this smile that made my brain ignite in to full sex mode. I kissed him harder this time and he kissed back. Our scruff made Velcro noises Which mixes well in the otherwise quiet apartment. I was in heaven as we seemed to kiss for hours. He grabbed my face and held it tight as he explored my mouth with his tongue. I was so hard. I pulled away. “Fuck that was hot” I said. He lips were red from my stubble as I’m sure mine was from his. At that moment he looked so beautiful and innocent, but also dirty and sexual.
“Hell yeah it was. I never thought you’d be so good at this” he said.
“I get that a lot” I said and we both chuckled.
I leaned in and started kissing his neck. He grabbed my hair and pulled it slightly. He moaned as my mouth made its way from his neck to his ear and then back down to right below his Adam’s apple. My tongue wetted the few hairs he had there as I cleaned as much of his body as I could. As he reached down to pull his shirt up. I swear he did it in slow motion-at least that’s how it felt. I stepped back and watched his shirt come up to reveal a flat stomach covered in black hair. As the shirt came up the trail got thinner and thinner until only a few hairs were visible on his chest and around his nipples. Finally Jourdan was shirtless in my apartment. It could only get better. He reached over and pulled off my shirt. Luckily he liked what he saw. He immediately rubbed my hairy chest and chuckled.
“What?” I asked.
“If we put my hairy belly together with your hairy chest we’d be complete” he said.
It was a weird thing to say in the moment but I didn’t care. I locked my mouth on his right nipple and started teasing it. He moaned with pleasure. At the same time I reached down to unbutton his shorts that were a lot tighter now than they were an hour ago. They fell to the floor with little noise. I slowly kissed his chest down following the treasure trail. I made sure every hair on his belly for some attention. I reached up and hooked my fingers under his briefs and slowly pulled them down to reveal a nicely trimmed bush of jet black hair. I could smell a combination of soap and man scent. It tingled my noise with pleasure.
Down came the boxer briefs. Now I was able to get a view of that big Persian cock...I thought I was in heaven before!
I cleaned the precum off his big head slowly with my tongue. Which ironically causes more to seep out. But I didn’t care. I actually enjoyed it. I placed his mushroom head in my mouth-his cock wasn’t long (about average length I’d say) but was super thick. I could barely get it all in my mouth. But I made sure I did. Relaxing my throat I slide down his thick dick forcing his curved dick down my throat. He sucked air in through his clenched teeth. Up and down I went enjoying the texture and scent he was providing me. Slow and fast massaging his cock with my tongue as much as I could. Fuck that thing was thick!
I buried myself into his pubes giving my mouth a chance to relax while I cupped his hairy balls. “Damn you’re better at this than kissing!” he said.
As I used my tongue to tease the underside of his cock and while playing with his balls, I inserted a finger in to his tight and hairy hole. That’s all it took. His dick erupted inside my mouth. There was no warning just jet after jet of hot Persian milk. My mouth was so full of cock there was no where for his cum to go but down. And he came so hard and fast I couldn’t pull away far enough to spit it out. But, to be honest, I didn’t want to. So I enjoyed the sweet and bitter taste of his sperm. Which was quite a lot. I finished up with the treat he had given me and stood up. I don’t know of a time I’ve been that hard for that long without cumming. He noticed my dick. “Damn guy. I thought I was big!” he said.
While not as thick as him I am much longer- almost nine inches long to be specific (real measured inches not internet inches). He bent down and took my dick in his mouth. The idea of him tasting my precum while I still had his taste in my mouth was exhilarating. He expertly worked my dick almost as well as I did his. I pulled out of his mouth when I was close. He grabbed my cock and gave it 2-3 strikes before I shot all over his chin and chest. I didn’t cum as hard as he did but almost the same amount. He seemed to revel in getting hit with my hot seed as much as I did tasting his.
He stood up-my cum stuck to his chest, and kissed me. I made sure he could taste his cum from my mouth which he seemed to enjoy.
“I need a shower”
“Yeah you do!” I said as I pointed to the bathroom. “I’ll get you a towel”.
He showered while I cleaned off my last bit of dripping cum from my dick.
I sat naked on the couch starring out in to space. He came out of the shower and asked “What are you thinking?”
“That this was a fantasy come true. At least in part” I replied
“What part’s missing?”
“The part were we fuck each other” I said honestly. I turned to look at him and he was till naked (thank god).
“Well....” he replied. “What are you doing this weekend?”
I smiled. “You hopefully” I said
“It’s a date!”