Ladder (mm)
by copsucker_99
For about three months I had been putting up with a leaking ceiling in my lounge room every time it rained. Then finally, after many requests, the real estate agent notified me that a tradesman would be coming around the next day to take a look at the problem.
I arranged to have the day off work to be there to provide access to the flat, as I don't like letting strangers have unsupervised access to the premises. Also, there was a slim chance that the tradesman might be sexy, and I have always fantasised about getting off with a horny tradesman at my place. I was hopeful but not too seriously, having been disappointed in the past.
The next morning, I was relaxing, enjoying not having to go to work, and took my time getting ready, eating a slow breakfast and not getting into the shower before there was a knock at the door.
I was just in a bathrobe when I opened the door. I was pleasantly surprised to see that not only did the tradesman arrive early - meaning the rest of the day would be free for me to do what I wanted, but he was also very handsome, cute and masculine, in his tight King Gee outfit, just the way I like them.
After checking that there was someone at home, he ran down to his truck to get his ladder and toolbox. I thought about getting changed into some clothes while he was gone, but thought better of it. When he came back up, I told him that I was going to jump into the shower, but that he was free to move around the flat as required. I gave him my best come-on kind of smile and let my robe fall open a bit, flashing him a brief glimpse of my semi-hard dick as I disappeared behind the door, carefully leaving it open a tad. I thought I noticed the hint of a smile on his face as he realised that I was offering more than a cup of coffee.
He set to work and I could hear the clanking of the ladder as he moved it around the room checking the ceiling. I stepped under the shower and began to soap up my body, which is in pretty good shape, though only medium build. I work out at home with handheld weights which keeps me toned, but I'm not all that muscular.
I couldn't ignore my hardening cock as I started to imagine what could happen if the tradesman took up my not-so-subtle offer. I soaped up around my balls and decided that I would shave them, which is something that I hadn't done for a while, but always made me rock hard and horny.
Lathering up my nuts with shave cream, I stood out of the spray of the water as I ran the razor gently over my scrotum. A few strokes of the razor and my cock was as hard as it's ever been. I tugged my dick a few times and continued to shave around my balls until there were no pubes left at all. I squatted down in the tub and shaved the hair off my arse as well. God, it felt so good I couldn't resist some serious tugging on my cock. I stroked it several times but didn't want to blow my load, just in case there was even a slight chance that I was able to get into the tradesman's pants. It was hard to resist finishing myself off, but I figured I could always do it later if I struck out with him.
I tried my best to ignore my aching hard dick as I finished rinsing the soap off me and towelled myself dry. I put my robe back on, being careful not to tie the front up, and swung the door fully open.
There right in front of my face was the tradesman's fully engorged cock poking straight out of the fly of his tight shorts, a bead of precum oozing from the slit. He was halfway up the ladder, and just looking down at me to see the reaction on my face.
"That was quite a show you just put on for me" he said, oozing sex appeal, confident that he had read my mind correctly, and that I was horny for some action with him. I looked up at him and smiled broadly and replied "Well, you should have come in, the water was fine."
"I already had a shower today, besides, I didn't want to stop the show. What do you do for an encore?"
Without another word, I placed my open mouth directly over his cockhead and licked all around to get all of his juices. He had a nice sized cut cock, pretty thick with a bullet shaped head which was very juicy. I eased my fingers into the waistband of his shorts and snapped the button open, allowing them to fall down a bit so that I could bury my face in his crotch, pushing my head right down to the base of his cock and then licking around his hairy balls, sucking first one, then the other into my hot mouth. It was sexy to notice that he was a freeballer - no underwear!
I licked back up to his cockhead and concentrated on flicking my tongue in the slit, licking up his juice, and licking around the little triangular skin under his knob.
His toolbelt was still around his waist as he let his shorts fall as he shook each leg in turn, dropping them to the floor while trying no to lose his balance on the ladder. He began to undo the buttons of his shirt to reveal a deliciously smooth chest with erect nipples, just begging to be pinched and sucked on. He looked so hot up on the ladder, his shirt open and hanging from one shoulder, and his toolbelt still clinging to his hips.
The ladder was just the right height for me to bury my face in his groin and suck hard on his dick without having to bend. He began to thrust his hips a bit to push his dick deeper into my throat, and I just relaxed and let him push as deep as he liked. His cock was sliding right in and out of my throat, and I was concentrating hard not to gag and spoil it for him. Each thrust of his hips pushed my nose into his mass of pubes, tickling and making me want to sneeze. I thought of another tactic....
"Turn around, show me your arse" I commanded, "I want to taste you". He unclipped his toolbelt and dropped it to the floor and looked slightly quizzically at me. I guess no-one had ever offered to lick his arse before, but he obediently changed his footing, turned slowly on the ladder, ending up with one foot higher than the other, which allowed me to get a beautiful view of his firm lightly-haired buns, and then bury my face in the crack of his arse. I reached through between his legs and pulled on his heavy balls as I began to nuzzle my nose in his butt. Oh man, this was good! My tradesman fantasy was finally coming true, and I couldn't have asked for a sexier man to make it happen!
His arse was clean but had that musky masculine scent that I love so much to bury my face in. I buried my nose in his butt and began scraping my stubbly chin along his crack, contrasting that by lapping with long strokes of my wet slimy tongue and circling just the tip of my tongue around his tight little puckered hole. He was going crazy, kind of twitching and panting like he'd never felt anything this good.
I reached through his hairy legs and grasped the thick shaft of his cock, which was bolt-hard and the underside was very wet with his precum that must have just been flowing out. I wanted so much to turn him around and lick his juicy cock, but I got the feeling that he would resist any attempt to remove my face from his arse at the moment. He was grinding his butt back into my face and had reached one hand around to push my face deeper against his butt. I was really enjoying this, and thought that if I should die of suffocation in his beautiful arse, I couldn't think of a better way to go.
My tongue was fucking him, the tip darting in and out of his hole which was beginning to relax and open more and more. His low moaning was really getting me aroused, and I could feel the juices dripping from my cock onto my thigh. I shrugged my robe off my shoulders and was now completely naked, at the mercy of the stud and his hot wet cock. The only clothes he had left on were his boots and the footy socks he wore, and he looked so sexy like that, I didn't bother offering to take them off.
I suggested that we go into the bedroom, where we could be more comfortable, but I think he was enjoying being up on the ladder, lording over me with his cock in my face that he just kind of grunted, which I interpreted as a "no" and he turned again and pulled my face down onto his dripping shaft. I eagerly sucked it into my throat again, delighting in the taste of his precum, and sensing that pretty soon I was going to be copping a taste of a more viscous fluid.
I was jerking myself now, fast and hard as he began to moan and say encouraging things like "yeah, pull that big cock" and "suck it, yeah, suck my cock" etc which always get me going.
God, very soon I realised I had gone too far and was unable to stop myself from gushing my load out all over his leg and boots. I came so forcefully that I shot right through the rungs of the ladder onto the wall on the other side!
"Oh man!" I heard him exclaim through my consciousness-draining orgasm. "Oh fuck! I'm gonna blow!" He was panting hard and his whole chest began heaving as he reached his climax and started to spurt jet after jet of hot spoof into my throat and all over my face. His cock was twitching wildly, spurting a stream of cum over me with each contraction of his cumsac, depositing his white load all over me. I clamped my mouth over his cockhead to try to minimise the mess, and to swallow as much of his cum as I could get. He must have been horny because he blew the biggest load I think I've ever seen!
"Oh wow! That was just what I needed" he said, smiling down at me from the ladder as I watched his fine cock slowly deflate. I licked the last dribbles of his load from his cock, but he quickly dropped off the ladder and reached for his shorts which were in a heap on the floor, and had been hit by some of our cum, and as he pulled them up he noticed (and no doubt felt) the big wet patch on his arse.
"Oh that's OK, just looks like I sat in something wet" he mumbled, thinking of an excuse for his wife or girlfriend, should they ask what happened to his shorts.
I was still just floating in heaven as I watched him slowly dressing. "Thanks buddy", I finally said, "that was great, anytime you want a repeat performance, just let me know. I love sucking on your cock. I think I'm gonna have to go back into the shower, I'm covered in your cum!"
"Man, I could go for that every day!" he laughed.
"Well, I said anytime!" I joked. "Maybe next time you'd like to do more?" I was hinting to him that I would just as happily let him fuck my arse if he wanted.
He looked kindly at me with an expression which conveyed a hint of intimacy - the best I could hope for with such a masculine, straight guy. "We'll see. I'd better get back to work now, I still have to fix that leak in your ceiling."
"You could always come back and finish it off another time, it looks like fine weather ahead for a while."
"We'll OK, just be sure to ask the Agent for 'Mike' to return to finish the job later."
"OK 'Mike' I'll make sure I'm here for you. Make it soon huh?"
"Sure mate, thanks". He finished dressing and left as I headed back to the shower, content and satisfied that my tradesman fantasy had finally come true. I can't wait for his next visit, bring on the rain!