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In my early twenties I worked with a guy named Chuck. He was adorable: a year older than me, green eyes, bald and buzzed head, reddish/brown goatee, cute little round belly and the nicest butt I’ve ever seen up to that time (and still one of the nicest to this day). He was my size: 5’8” and about 170 or so. Not thick but not skinny either. We struck up a quick friendship that included multiple visits to his home and socializing in public with his wife and two young kids. The kids were great; the wife....not so much. She complained about everything and the argued constantly.
His home was situated on the street lengthwise and it was fairly long with a detached two car garage at the end of his property so that when you drive in to the garage you had to drive past the whole length of the house. We were both car guys but he was much more mechanically included than I, so when I needed new speakers in my car I went to his place for help. My “help” consisted of me watching the little one and talking while he worked in the car.
Outside of car stuff, we’d still hang out at his place a lot. I did it so I could look at him as much as possible; not sure why he did it as he didn’t get much out of it other than that. Maybe that was enough?
One day, while sitting in my car in his driveway, he was leaning in to my car window and we were talking. A loud noice happened on the street and when he rose up to look at it, his crotch was right in my face. I instinctively looked over. For work we both had to wear uniform pants and a shirt (most of us wore a t shirt under the work shirt) but usually he used the pants for work around his place so he was almost always in them while at home. These pants were form fitting and because of this, when he stood up I could see his balls realign themselves through the pants. That was hyper hot to me at the time. That’s the most I’ve ever seen of his “stuff”. Man I wanted to see more but how would I do that? I looked to the other side of the car and noticed his bathroom window was right there.
We talked a lot of shit at work. He liked to talk about the sex he had with his wife: how he titty fucked her and shot all over here, where they fuck and on and on. During one of these tirades he mentioned he slept naked. Most people wouldn’t have picked up on that but he was my work crush. I hatched a plan in my mind.
I would get up early, park down the street, walk to his window and peep in to catch a glimpse of him naked in the shower. The way his bathroom was built it would be super easy since they normally kept the curtains open there. It would be challenging because it was late fall and starting to get cold. But I didn’t care.
For the next week or so I planned out my attack. The following Monday I set me alarm early and headed to his place.
Because we worked the exact same schedule I knew roughly what time he had to wake up. And he wakes up naked!
I parked down the street, walked to his house and stood by the window. I felt like a spy from an old movie. A sexual spy.
Eventually the light came on. I peered around the window and...Thecurtain was drawn too tight-I couldn’t see anything.
Damn it.
The next day, same thing. This time when the light came in and I looked in I looked straight into the face of his wife. Fuck me! She’s seen me. I hightail it to work and wait for the fight that I’m sure is coming. The day came and went with nothing irregular. I guess she didn’t see me? A couple days later I did the same thing. This time the neighbor came out to his patio for a smoke. This neighbor’s house was situated behind his house on elevated land so he was looking down on me slightly, albeit from a few hundred feet away. But I could tell this guy saw me. I knew he wouldn’t say anything to Chuck that morning so that day at work I’d be safe. But that night he might. Which meant the following day I’d be in trouble. But nothing. I couldn’t believe my luck. But due to all the close calls I decided to give it a few days before I tried again. I wasn’t stupid but was super horny and was adamant I was going to see Chuck naked.
The very next day Chuck pulls me aside and tells me that he and his wife fucked on the couch that morning before he came to work. I was annoyed because, if I would have gone that morning, because of where his side door is, I could have looked in and watch the whole thing! I decided it was time to try it again.
The next morning I was waiting outside his bathroom window in the cold (I was so horny back then the cold was nothing!). The light came on and I looked in the window. Chuck walked in naked and hard! I couldn’t believe it. There’s was my work crush totally naked and hard! His chest was smooth except for about 6-7 hairs in the middle and some around each nipple. His small round bell was fuzzy which led to a fuzzy full bush. His dick, which he said was 8 inches, curved straight up and pointed at his head (and if he was 8 inches I was 14). His legs were nicely shaped and somewhat hairy below the knee; not so much above the knee. He looked straight at me and I froze. Then remembered his wife did the same thing and didn’t see me so I stayed motionless taking in the sight. He walked up to the toilet and started peeing. I was literally so close to his naked body now that only a layer of bricks was separating us. He finishes and jumped in the shower. I walked back to my car, went to work, walked in to the front office bathroom (this was probably 515am so no one from the front office was there yet) and jerked off in to the toilet. The day came and went with no issue
A while later my speaker in my car died so I got with Chuck to see when I could come by and fix it.
“Let’s do Saturday” he said.
I showed up a few days later. He had me drive in to his garage and he turned on the space heater. He brought me out an ice water (he knew I didn’t drink beer). It was soon warm enough we took off our jackets.
He was acting weird but I figured he got in to a fight with the wife like they did just about daily. “What’s up with you bubba?” I asked.
“Kerry is such a bitch!” I offered no argument there. “What happened now?” I asked as I unhook my battery from my car. He closed the garage door. “All I want is a good blow job but that bitch always complains she’s too tired or she doesn’t want to do that-always with an excuse. She’ll let me fuck her in the ass but not give me a blow job?!?” He complained as he started taking off my door panel to get to my speaker. I offered no rebuttal. Kerry was a bitch. She did nothing but complain. She was never happy with anything he did so I got why he was upset. We talked about it some. As horny as I was for him I truly felt bad for him about the situation. The talk was getting heavy so I decided to lighten up the mood. “Maybe your monster is just too big for a BJ!” I said.
“Well...you know that’s not true” he said without looking up from my door speaker.
“Huh?”
His back was to me this entire conversation but he raises his head and sighed. “You know it’s true Mike” he replied.
“Dude you’re the one that told me how big-“
“Stop!” He interrupted. “Just...stop. I saw you the other day” he said. I knew instantly what he meant and started looking for a verbal and literal escape route. “Wha...what do you mean?” I asked nervously.
“I saw you looking in my window the other morning.”
I stood there in absolute fear. Here I was with a guy in his closed garage with a my car that had its battery disconnected. What the fuck at I goinna do?!?
He stood up and turned around to face me with a screw driver in his hand. He looked my right in the eyes and started to walk slowly towards me. “Chuck...” I backed up to the work bench but could go no further. I swallowed hard.
“You were looking in my window after I told you that I fucked Kerry. See, Kerry said she saw you earlier too but I told her she was crazy.” Fuck Kerry did see me after all! “So I told you the story to see if it was true. And lo and behold the very next day there’s Mikey looking in to my window trying to see my dick.” He was slowly getting closer. I didn’t know what to say.
“I don’t know what to say..” I said honestly.
“So this is what you wanted to see?” He unbuttoned his pants and then pulled down his briefs. There was little Chuck but it wasn’t so little. I didn’t look down but I wanted to so bad.
“Well I figured since you wanted to see my dick.....” he got closer “and Kerry doesn’t want to blow me....” closer “I’d let you suck my dick!”
Half out of fear and half out of being turned on, I bent down and placed his dick near my lips. “You’re gonna be my little dick sucking bitch today!” he said.
I didn’t reply I just took his hard up curved dick in my mouth. It tasted so good! While I have fucked a couple guys by this time I was a much more adept cock sucker. I took his entire cock in my mouth. “Yeah suck my big hairy dick!” He commanded. It was neither big nor hairy but I didn’t care. I was sucking Chuck’s cock in his garage which made me hard as hell.
As I went down on his shaft I cradled the underside of his cock with my tongue and when I pulled back I used my tongue to twirl around his cock until I reach his head where I would lick around his head tasting what precum was there than back down. I suck a good cock and I wanted him to have the best BJ he’s ever gotten. He moaned and groaned. He grabbed my hair and tried to face fuck me but I wasn’t having any of that. I shoved his hand away and reached up for the glass of water. He looked down at me. “Don’t like the taste of my cock?”
I was annoyed that he thought he was in control. He may have had a screwdriver next to him but I had his dick. I was in control. I took a piece of ice in my mouth and locked my mouth around his cock once again.i held the ice up against his dick as I bobbed up and down on it. “FUCK!” He screamed with delight. I was in control now, bitch! I worked that ice around that cock until it melted but I didn’t stop. I reached up and grabbed his almost total hairless balls and pulled them down as far as I could all the while working Little Chuck. I had his pubes so saturated with spit and water his bush was literally dropped in the floor. I twirled a finger in his wet bush and made it back around to his ass. I never entered his hole but ran my wet finger around his hole. “Goddamn....fuuuuuuccckkkkk!” I knew he was about to come so I clamped down on his dick and pulled his balls tight. He screamed and shot his load. Three hot blast hit the roof of my mouth. He bucked like a wild animal but I didn’t let go. I continued wrapping my tongue around his shaft using his cum to lube his sick even more.
Eventually when I felt his dick start to soften I pulled off allowing his dick to slap up against his stomach throwing cum and spit all over his little belly. I might looked up with cum dripping out of the sides of my mouth. He was breathing hard with his head held back and eyes closed. I spit out the remaining cum and reached for a paper towel. The noise of the ripping of the pepper towel seemed to snap him out of it. He looked at me for a second. “Fuck” is all he could say. I stood up with me leaking hard cock still won’t up in my pants. “I’m going to the bathroom” I said.
“For what?” He said between breaths.
“I pointed at my hard cock” what do you think. I can’t wal around like this all day!”
“Here:” he said as he bent down and took off his shirt. “Shoot on me!”
What the living fuck?!? Not only did I suck off my work crush but now he wants me to cum on him?!? Is this real?!? I didn’t care. I pulled down my pants and whipped out my cock.
“”Damn that’s huge!”
I didn’t even smile. I just stroked twice and I blasted my load on his smooth chest. I shot so hard it splattered on his chest like a bug on a windshield. Then another. And another. The more turned in I am the more I come. And I was super turned on this day. I drenched his chest with cum. When I finish I looked down and his eyes were as big as saucers.
I handed him more paper towels to clean up the messes: his in the floor and mine on his chest.
We did so in silence both of us in disbelief. “We can say anything to anyone” he said.
“Agreed.” I laughed
“What’s so funny?” He asked annoyingly.
“Well, Chucky...” I said in a condescending tone “I stated this day as your bitch and it ended up with you being my bitch!”
We both laughed. “What are gonna tell Kerry?” I asked.
“I’ll tell her she was wrong”
“Good” I replied
“Let’s uh....get back to the car” he said
We finished the speaker. And I left. We never spoke of it again.
We remained friends until I left the job. Unfortunately we never did that again but I won’t forget it. And likely neither will he.