Phone guy comes to call

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BUUUZZZZ

The incessant noise of the intercom.

I rolled over, barely conscious. Something woke me up? Was that my alarm? No. Oh well then. Go back to sleep

BUUUZZZZ

I was more awake now, but I certainly wasn’t getting up for anything. I’m far too comfortable. It’s probably the postman anyway. Let him leave it outside the door. I’ll get it later.

BBUUUUUUUUUZZZZZZZZZZ BBUUUUUUZZZZZZZZZZZ

“FINE!”

I threw back the covers, opened my bedroom door and went over to the phone thing on the wall.

“Yes?”

It crackled into life

“Yeah. Hi. I’m from the phone company. I’m here to set up your phone line”

“Ok. Come in”

I buzzed him through. I had forgotten all about this. I had only just moved in a few days ago, it’s a new building of flats so there is so much to set up and organise, I’d forgotten he was coming.

What is he even going to do anyway? There is already a phone socket. Mess around with it for about 30 seconds and then charge me a small fortune for the privilege most likely. It’s extortion really. All this so I can receive phone calls and go online. God how I’ve missed the internet.

As I’m thinking all this the Phone guy has climbed the stairs and I suddenly became aware that I was only wearing my CK boxers I’d slept in.

“Shit”

I ran into my room, looking for my dressing gown or just any clothes I could put on. But I couldn’t find anything.

“Shit”

He knocked on the door. Oh well. I can let him in like this. I’m sure he won’t mind. I’ll show him the phone socket he needs and I can go find, I don’t know, just something to put on.

“Hey”

“Hi, I’m here to sort out your phone line”

“Yes. Come on in.”

He came in and looked at me with a smile.

“Got you out of bed huh?”

I laughed nervously. This was so embarrassing. He’s obviously been up for hours. He’s just standing there judging me, thinking I’m a slob.

“Yeah.”

I felt myself starting to blush. I laughed again to try and cover it.

“Um. So. Where’s your phone socket?”

“Oh. Yes. Of course. Sorry. It’s just through here. Follow me”

I lead him through into the kitchen/living room area thing. He put down his tool box type thing and took off his coat. It was one of those luminous coats all people like this seem to wear. Why do they all wear them? It’s not like they are working on roads at night and want cars to see them. It’s really strange…

I snapped out of my daydream and noticed him staring at me. He had that smile back on his face.

“I’ll just get going then”

That was strange. What was he smiling at me for? Strange man…

I looked down and… Oh god. Oh no. This was so embarrassing. There was such a bulge in the front of my boxers. Shit shit shit. I span round to face the counter. The kettle! Yes! I’ll make a coffee. It will all seem better once I’ve had my coffee. I can’t get up in the morning without it.

“Um… Would you like a tea or coffee?”

“I’ll have a coffee thanks.”

“OK. I love a coffee first thing”

“Me too. Just what you need first thing in the morning”

Ok. That was better. Natural conversation. Nothing gone wrong there. Just get on and make the coffee and it will be fine.

I poured it out and turned around. He was on his knees plugging something into the socket. Wow. He looked… Wait wait no. Don’t think about that. Don’t want to embarrass yourself any more. Just take him his coffee then go and get changed.

I walk over to him.

“Here you go”

“Ahh. Thanks for that. So you just moved in then?”

Gah… Small talk. I hate small talk at the best of times, let alone when I’m practically naked, really embarrassed, with a bulge in my boxers that looks ridiculous and all I want is for him to go away.

“Yeah. Earlier in the week”

“What’s the rent like on one of these then?”

What? I just woke up, Leave me alone!

“Um. It was quite cheap considering the area. I can’t think specifically right now.”

“Yeah, cool. Don’t worry about it. Sounds good mate.”

He turns round to say something and his face is right up to my crotch.

“Right that’s… Oh”

“Oh!”

I back away quickly.

“I’m so sorry. I’m so embarrassed. I’ll just go and”

“NO! No, there’s no need. I’m all done here now.”

“Really?”

“Yeah yeah, it doesn’t take long. Here’s your new phone number”

“Thanks”

I took the paper and put it on the counter. He starts laughing.

“Stop blushing so much. It doesn’t matter. And look, you haven’t even started your coffee”.

He was right. I pulled up a kitchen stool, sat down and started to have some coffee. He was standing nearby finishing his. It was the first time I had a proper look at him. Underneath that coat was a tight black t-shirt, and from what I could see of his body… Well, it looked good to say the least. Obviously a gym freak. He must have been about 6ft4, 6ft5. A very tall guy. Just what I like in a man. He had short dark hair and deep dark eyes. In short, gorgeous. I must look like a skinny runt next him. I started to feel embarrassed again. He see’s me looking sheepish and smiles at me again. Always that same smile. You could get so distracted just looking at his face. Wondering what was behind the smile, behind his eyes…

“Sorry, I’m so rude, I ‘m not staring at you or anything. Oh sh…”

I trailed off and just stared at my feet. I just say the wrong thing every single time today!

“Why are you so embarrassed? Is it because you are just in your underwear”

My god. He is so direct, oh this just makes it worse.

“I don’t see why. You have a great body”

“No, I’m just a skinny piece of nothing. Look at you, you are fucking gorgeous.”

Shit shit shit! I had frozen in fear. Fuck. I’ve just told this guy who is probably straight that I think he’s gorgeous. Fuck, he’s going to beat me up and kill me. Oh my god.

He walked on over to me. That smile again…

“Thanks. But I think you’re wrong. You are the one who is gorgeous.”

Oh my god. Did he really just say that? Could he really like me too? I had never thought that he could be gay. I looked up into his face and I smiled back at him. He was telling the truth. He moved closer. Now it was my turn to have his crotch in my face. There was something stirring in there. I looked back up at his face.

“Come here”

He stood me up, taking me in his arms. He kissed me. He was a good kisser. It felt really good. So good. My dick was getting hard. I don’t think I had ever got an erection this fast. I could feel the bulge in his jeans too. He pulled away, took my hands and placed them on his crotch. I felt the cock underneath the material. It must be pretty hard, and rather long too. I knelt down and then went for the button, wrenched it open and pulled down the zip. I slid the jeans down a bit, he was wearing these tight white briefs. I don’t think many men can get away with those kind of briefs outside of catalogues and adverts, but man… did they suit him. I played with his cock through his briefs. It was long, the briefs could barely contain him.

I looked up at his face.

“That feels good.”

I pulled his cock out, just hooked the briefs under his balls. Wow. It was long. It must have been 8 inches or something, but thin. It looked perfect on him. He was uncut like me. I liked it. I pulled back the foreskin. The head of his cock was already covered in precum. He must really be horny.

I licked the tip of his cock, just barely touching it, just teasing him before I took the head in my mouth. I held on to the base of his cock and licked all around the head, his precum tasted so good. I went down further on his cock, trying to take it all inside me. I heard him moan above me. He liked it.

I came off his cock and ran my tongue down it. I licked down to his balls, then I licked them all over while I wanked him off. He was moaning again. I quickly drew my head back up and went down on his cock again, as far as I could take it. It was hitting the back of my throat. I kept on wanking the last bit I couldn’t fit in my mouth.

I could feel him getting harder when he quickly pulled me off his cock.

“I don’t wanna come yet”

He then pulled me back up to my feet and kissed me again. Our tongues were fighting, dancing with each other. He was so forceful, his whole body, it felt like it was taking me over. I stumbled backwards, and grabbed onto the table behind me. He pulled away from the kiss and smiled at me again. Then wordlessly pushed me back gently onto the table.

I spread my legs out, my ass just on the edge of the table. He was rubbing my cock through my boxers, I was so hard, my cock was aching, straining. He pulled them down slowly, sensuously, all the way off and threw them behind him. I wouldn’t be needing them now. My cock was rock hard, the foreskin all pulled back already, the head red and dripping precum. It’s not as long as his, but thicker than his. The thickness of it has always impressed people. It’s normally about 6 and a half inches long but now it looks so much bigger, I so needed this. My cock wanted this.

He leant over, took my cock in his hand and then started to lick it all over. Slowly. I shuddered, it had been too long. He took my cock into his mouth and started going down, slowly he took more into his mouth and then he took me into his throat, he was deep throating me, this guy was amazing, he made it all seem so easy, so natural, so beautiful. He was going up and down on my cock, fucking his throat on my cock. He suddenly got faster, really going for it before coming up and breathing in deeply. The went right back down for more. He was licking all around the head then plunged back down.

I felt stuck to the table, paralysed by how powerful the pleasure I was feeling. He came off my cock and then moved lower. He was going for my ass. I lifted my legs up and he held them more open. I had never enjoyed rimming before, I wasn’t expecting much. But then he started. His tongue teasing all around the edge.

“Oh my god”

I was breathless, his tongue was amazing, he was pushing inside me, opening me up, and me willing to accept him. His tongue was getting deeper and deeper inside me.

“Wow”

It had never felt like this before. So intense, so intimate, so sexual.

He stopped eating me out, but the feelings didn’t go away. He descended on me and kissed me deeper than before. I could taste myself, taste what he was just tasting.

He delved into his back pocket and pulled out a slim wallet. Opened it up, pulled out a condom then chucked the wallet on the floor. The condom was being unrolled down his cock in a second. He looked at me and smiled.

“This is great. Fantastic. I’m so horny”

“Me too”

“Are you ready for this?”

“Oh yes”

I could barely get the words out. Oh god was I ready for this. I had never felt anything as intense as this before. He spit on his hand and rubbed his cock, trying to lube it a bit. He needn’t of worried I thought, at this moment I would have taken anything as long as it was from him. He lined up the head of his cock with my hole and started to push very gently. I tried to push out, to try and open my ass a bit. He was pushing more and it started to slide in, a bit more force then the head was inside me, like it just clicked right into place. There wasn’t much pain, barely anything, just happiness. I still couldn’t belief what was happening to me. It felt so good to be at this strangers mercy, naked and open for him.

He started to slide the rest of his cock in. Slowly, steadily, never allowing me to be uncomfortable. I could feel his briefs and jeans pressing into me. He had never taken them off properly. It felt sexy, like he just couldn’t wait for me. His cock seemed to keep going, I felt so magnificently full. It felt like it fit, like my insides just wanted to have his cock in them. Then I felt his skin against mine, He was all inside me, and then it began…

“Ohhhhh, Ughhhhh. Ohhhhhhhhh, that’s so gooooood”

The moaning he had been holding back from all came out at once. It seemed to be a release for him because then the real fucking started. He started fucking me, he was going really hard, only pulling out a little but then shoving it back in quickly. I wrapped my legs around him, pulling him into me. He leaned forward to kiss me and my cock, still rock hard, was trapped between us. We stopped kissing and he grabbed my cock and started wanking it furiously, so hard and fast.

“Oh yeah, oh yeah, that’s so good. Yeah.”

“Ohhhhh. You like that don’t you”

“Oh yeah”

“Yeah. Oh you’re so tight”

“Fuck me harder. Please”

I was so caught up in it. The words just came out, I wanted it so badly. He took no time in obliging me. His thrusts seemed like they were getting longer and harder every time. More of his cock escaped me before he slammed it back in. The force with which he fucked was incredible. It felt so hard like it should have hurt but it didn’t. Soon I could feel him pull almost all the way out, just the head was left inside me, then he slammed it back inside me, fucking me harder and harder.

He was hitting my prostate with every stroke, my cock was covered in precum like never before. It had us both moaning and groaning, the most guttural animal noises. He was still wanking my cock furiously, matching pace with his fucking. I was getting close so I batted his hand away, not yet, I’m not gonna cum just yet. This has to last.

He moved his hands, now holding onto my legs pulling me into him, trying to push more and more of himself into me with every thrust. I could feel his cock, every inch of it sliding in and out, hitting my prostate. My whole body felt like it was running wild.

I grabbed his arm to try and pull him down for a kiss. Hs gorgeous lips met mine, his tongue feeling like it was fucking my mouth like he was fucking my hole. My cock was trapped between our bodies, the feeling of his chest through his t-shirt and my chest being rubbed all over it was pushing me over the edge again. We stopped kissing and he grabbed my cock, like he could sense it was time, and started pumping away at it. I was teetering on the edge. I could feel orgasm coming closer and closer, starting at that deepest point inside you and making your whole body feel on edge, waiting for the release only your cock can give you. My breath was becoming more raggedy, shorter sharper, I was groaning and so was he. Then it happened.

“Ohhh, Ohh, Ohhhhh”

I don’t think I had ever came so hard before. My sperm was shooting out of my cock like it was canon, spurt after spurt landing all over my chest. He never let up beating my cock or battering my ass. I kept on cumming, more and more shots until finally the last bit just dribbled out onto his hand. He let go of my cock and licked it off his hand.

“Ohhhhh”

No-one had ever made it look that sexy before.

“Are you ready?” He asked

“Yeah. Do it. Come in me. Do it!”

He grabbed my hips for the final stand. Ramming me onto his cock with all the strength he could muster. As he was getting closer he kept on breaking rhythm, unable to control himself anymore, just chasing the orgasm, his body taking over, no rational thought left. Just wanting to cum.

Then it happened.

“Uughh, Uuuuuggghhhh”

Deep guttural noises accompanied each spurt. I could feel the condom filling up with his cum. It must have been 8 or 9 shots before it subsided.

It was almost too much for him. He almost collapsed on top of me. We were there, just staring at each other, so close, both of us panting, out of breath from shear exhaustion. He leaned into kiss me again. Lots of short kisses in between breaths. But all too soon he got himself up, his deflating cock leaving my hole. Tucked his cock back in his briefs and hitched up his jeans. He picked up his wallet, put it back in his pocket before gathering up the rest of his stuff. I just lay there gazing at him. Wondering if I should say what I wanted to say. That I wanted him to stay here forever with me, fucking my brains out every hour of every day. But I couldn’t do it. I just stared at him, willing him not to walk out of my door.

“Ok” he said picking up his clipboard. “Let me just check everything is done here, I’ve given you your new number, and it’s written down here for our records. I just need you to sign this and then I’ll be out of your hair”

I propped myself up on my elbows took the pen and made a perfunctory mark on the dotted line.

“Ok, great. I’ll see myself out”

No. Just say something, yell.

“WAIT”

He turned round.

“Can I see you again?”

He smiled.

“I said I had a copy of your number didn’t I?”

“He turned round, chuckling to himself. I heard the door slam shut behind him.

I couldn’t believe it. I might actually get to see him again. I started to absentmindedly rubbing my stomach, spreading my cum everywhere. I picked the condom up and tipped his sperm onto my chest too, mixing them together.

Eventually I managed to pick myself up of the table. I went to the shower. I washed off all the cum whilst remembering just how amazing it was how it all got there. My hand went round to my hole, it was still pretty open. I began to finger myself, remembering how he had thrust into me. I was amazed just how much of my hand would go up there now. He must have been going at it hard. I grabbed my cock and started whacking it furiously, it only took a couple of seconds to spray the inside of my shower. I could tell the time phone guy came to call would be in my dreams and wank fantasies for a long time to come.

Thank you for reading my story. I hope you enjoyed it. All feedback, positive or negative can be sent to stefanf88 (@) googlemail.com. I’m still pretty new to this and would love to hear what you thought of it.