The Cable Guy
submitted March 25, 2002
Categories: Straight Men, Gay Sex
I just had an incredible experience. I'm waiting for , happened to be wearing a Gay games t-shirt with naked men all over the front. Also loose baggy lounge pants, with nothing underneath.
arrives, I let him in, and it takes him about three seconds to notice my shirt. I lead him to the bedroom where the cable box needs replacing, and then sit on the end of the bed while he tests it. He looks at me a couple of times while he tells me what's happening – keeps looking at my shirt. He's wearing a wedding ring. My legs are a little apart, and he looks down and I realize he can see part of my package through the loose pants.
He tells me the cable box sometimes breaks, but just recently his stopped working when he and his wife bought a house. We talk about marriage for a minute, then sex, then not getting enough sex, and I see a lump in his jeans. I'm getting one, too, obviously. He's 6'5", slim, wears a goatee and moustache, a country boy with big, masculine hands. All of a sudden he says, “How do you get laid? There's no homos around here.”
I laugh and say, “I'm like the single straight guys, I get it anywhere I can.”
He says, “You a cocksucker?”
I say, “Yep. Want me to prove it?”
He blushes; the lump in his pants is pretty obvious by now, and he reaches down and tries to adjust it but doesn't say anything.
I say, “Have you ever had a blowjob?”
He shakes his head No.
Well, believe me, he's had one now. His dick is only 7" (like mine, but thicker), and he gave me a load like you wouldn't believe. Maybe his wife isn’t giving him enough in the new house. He used his big hands to hold my head, and after about the first two minutes he didn't stop talking.
“Oh yeah, that's good man, suck that big dick.” And so on and so forth. Unbelievable.
After he came and pulled himself together, he said, "I never did nothin’ like that before."
I said, “Stop by anytime if you want it again.”
He finished his work, I walked him to the door, then he turned back. "What you said, stop by. You mean it?"
“You bet,” I said.
He shook his head in disbelief, then said under his breath, “I just might.” Then he left.
My legs are still shaking, but my mouth feels incredibly fulfilled. And the nicest thing was he didn't object at all to my taking care of myself while I took care of him.