OUT OF THE BLUE
After I purchased my cabin in the woods last year, it was a while before I had my washer and dryer hooked up. I happened to be doing some laundry at a friend’s house one afternoon late when I got a phone call.
The man on the line explained who he was, and that he had just built a 3-story log cabin, and was looking to hire a carpenter to do the finish work on the inside of the cabin. He further explained that my friend had given my phone number to him, told him that I was a wood craftsman with experience. He then asked if I could show him pics of some of my work. I told him my friend was gone on a trip at the moment, but we could probably use his living room TV to air-play some of my finished project photos that were saved on my phone. I then invited him to come over if he wasn’t busy.
I guess I didn’t realize he was my friend’s close neighbor; he pulled up in the driveway in just minutes. I invited him in and we began to chat a bit. He seemed nice enough- recently retired, a long-time family physician from the Little Rock area. After divorcing his wife just a few years earlier, he had built the cabin for his retirement on the 750 acres of beautiful bottom land he had purchased in his early 30’s.
I fixed us both drinks, and took him to the living room and we both sat down on the couch to view the photos. I turned on the big screen tv to air-play, and had just started showing him some different project photos when I accidentally touched a wrong screen on my phone, and a pic of a sexual nature I had saved from the internet suddenly popped up, on the TV! “Oh crap, I just lost this job…” were my thoughts as I quickly scrolled to the next photo of work projects. I did a quick glance his way, and apologized for the pic.
Seeing the accidental dick pic must have gotten him all fired up or something, because after a minute or two he interrupted what I was saying, and asked if I could go back and let him see that pic again. I was a little shocked at his request. But, as I turned to look at him, I couldn’t help but notice he was rubbing his hand across what turned out to be a fairly substantial bulge in his jeans. I stared for a moment in amazement, I guess, and when he saw me interested in what he was doing, he suddenly began to unbuckle the belt on his pants. At this point, I simply couldn’t look away. I suppose I became mesmerized by what I saw him doing and bewildered by what he might do next. Without hesitation, he also undid the button and zipper of his pants, reached in and pulled out his swollen dick, as if it had been trapped and gasping for air. Well it could sure breathe now- out and loose, right there in my friend’s living room, without an ounce of embarrassment, or so it seemed to me.
I stared for a moment more before I blurted out, Oh my God man, your dick is huge! The brain in my other head must have taken over from this point on, because though I wanted to play it coy and let him do his deed, uncontrollably I watched as I put my hands out to touch. I wasn’t in control any longer- my mouth went down on that beautiful dick like lightning speed. I looked up at him to gauge how much trouble I was in and maybe apologize. But I could quickly tell that wasn’t going to be necessary, judging by the huge grin on his face. I could amazingly feel his dick swelling even more in my mouth. At that point, the only thing on my mind were thoughts of wonder, I guess, of how this unplanned interaction with this total stranger had captured my attention, wondering why my mind was in a tail-spin, trying unsuccessfully to grasp the reason why all motivations inside me were pushing to give in to whatever sensual pleasures were there for me to experience…what was going on?
After a bit, I was able to take my mouth off of his dick just long enough to say to him how much I would really like to get to know him in a more intimate way. When he just continued to smile and look down at me, I found myself brave enough to ask if He would like to follow me to my house. I explained to him that I was sure feeling terribly uncomfortable carrying on in this manner- there in my friends house while they were gone.
He said, “Sure, I would love to come over and visit!” He stood up and stuffed his dick and his white shirt back in his pants, buttoned and then zipped up his pants. He then followed me around the house, helping me put everything away, helped me gather up my laundry and take it out to my truck.
Sure enough, he got in his car to follow me home. I really thought there was a possibility I might cum in my pants on the drive home, simply because of the anticipation of what was about to happen. I just couldnt wrap my mind around how this had just fallen on me OUT OF THE BLUE! And I kept asking myself the question, “Are you sure you wanna do this?” I guess every time the question was asked, the silent response was to just keep driving the truck toward home. I do remember oddly thinking I was glad I had made my bed and cleaned up the house that morning before I left.
When we got to the house, I fixed him something to drink. I told him to just relax in the living room while I went and showered up. Out of the shower with a towel wrapped around my waist, I led him to the bedroom and forcibly pushed him onto my bed. Taking charge of the situation, I began by unzipping his pants, and then proceeded to try to get his dick out to suck. It was rock hard, and I realized it wasn’t coming out without undoing his belt and pants button also. So, after freeing his dick, I went ahead and pulled his shirt and jeans off, folded them neatly and laid them on a nearby chair; pulled off his tighty-whitey underwear and tossed them on the chair also.
He lay there and just watched this whole process with a big smile on his face, his hands resting behind his head. After I had loved on his dick for quite some time, he asked me for a condom and some lube, saying he was “Ready for some of that ass!”
Well, I struggled to get the condom I had opened onto his dick…unsuccessfully. I had literally never before held in my hands such a thick dick. He finally laughed a little bit, took the condom out of my hand and laid it on the bedside table. He reached over to the chair where his clothes were and pulled out of his jeans pocket a condom he said would fit. (I later found out there were a few of these magnum condoms in the console of his car. Lol. ) I watched him as he opened the package and rolled the condom on his still rock-hard dick. Its after the struggle of putting on his condom, i guess, when I began to realize that it was probably going to be quite a challenge for me to be able to take such a girthy dick. I explained to him my concern, and suggested to him it might be better for me to try to sit on it first, and go at my own pace. He agreed, and laid on his back, again with his hands resting under the back of his head. But after trying unsuccessfully for quite some time to take in the girth of his dick, I began to worry that this whole effort would end in futility… I guess he realized my growing frustration, and reached up and forcibly grabbed me, this time throwing me down on the bed on my back. He then got up and stood at the foot of the bed, grabbed my ankles and yanked my whole body down to him until my ass was hanging off the bed, ankles resting firmly on his shoulders. At that point I decided it best to just give in to his control, trying my best to relax every muscle as he started forcing a little of his dick in my ass at a time.
I couldn’t help it… I gradually began to quietly sob, a little at first, then quite uncontrollably- quiet sounds emanating from deep within. The physical senses, I believe, were sending so much information to my brain that it was unable to compute that amount of emotional pleasure and pain at the same time.
It didn’t take him long before he began his slow lunges down on me, dick all the way in until I would lose my breath, then slowly almost all the way out, with just the huge head left just inside, there to tantalize. Those first few moments of uncomfortable pressure had quickly turned into the most satisfying pleasure I had ever experienced. Over and over, slowly thrusting, time after time he would fill me up to overflowing. Except for the occasional position change, from there on in for the next hour and 1/2 or so with his consistent and methodical motions, I was allowed to experience deep and pleasurable sensations, never felt before at any time in my entire life. It seemed during the whole experience I was in a continual state of a deep orgasmic trance…
Though I was somewhat a “newby” to the whole homosexual connection and had experienced this feeling of eroticism before with a few different guys, I had never experienced it on that deep level, and for such a continued amount of time.
Later, he told me I had tears running down my face almost the whole time, and I kept making deep groaning and gutteral sounds. It was all involuntary on my part, and only really remember the inexplicable pleasure. I honestly I don’t really remember much else about it. I do recall the moment he gave in to the urgency he felt, when he suddenly pulled out and frantically pulled the condom off his dick. I watched in amazement as he started convulsing huge streams of cum all over my stomach and chest, with so much cum like, well like you normally only see on porn videos.
I remember him being out of breath and laying beside me for a long while. Then as he got up and began getting dressed, he said something like, “Ok then, that was fun. I will call you tomorrow and we can talk about you doing some work for me”
I just lay there, paralyzed with waves of pleasure, not saying anything. I couldn’t even get out of bed to see him to the door. He let himself out, and I guess I must have passed out right after that.
See Out of the Blue part 2 for the rest of the story
After I purchased my cabin in the woods last year, it was a while before I had my washer and dryer hooked up. I happened to be doing some laundry at a friend’s house one afternoon late when I got a phone call.
The man on the line explained who he was, and that he had just built a 3-story log cabin, and was looking to hire a carpenter to do the finish work on the inside of the cabin. He further explained that my friend had given my phone number to him, told him that I was a wood craftsman with experience. He then asked if I could show him pics of some of my work. I told him my friend was gone on a trip at the moment, but we could probably use his living room TV to air-play some of my finished project photos that were saved on my phone. I then invited him to come over if he wasn’t busy.
I guess I didn’t realize he was my friend’s close neighbor; he pulled up in the driveway in just minutes. I invited him in and we began to chat a bit. He seemed nice enough- recently retired, a long-time family physician from the Little Rock area. After divorcing his wife just a few years earlier, he had built the cabin for his retirement on the 750 acres of beautiful bottom land he had purchased in his early 30’s.
I fixed us both drinks, and took him to the living room and we both sat down on the couch to view the photos. I turned on the big screen tv to air-play, and had just started showing him some different project photos when I accidentally touched a wrong screen on my phone, and a pic of a sexual nature I had saved from the internet suddenly popped up, on the TV! “Oh crap, I just lost this job…” were my thoughts as I quickly scrolled to the next photo of work projects. I did a quick glance his way, and apologized for the pic.
Seeing the accidental dick pic must have gotten him all fired up or something, because after a minute or two he interrupted what I was saying, and asked if I could go back and let him see that pic again. I was a little shocked at his request. But, as I turned to look at him, I couldn’t help but notice he was rubbing his hand across what turned out to be a fairly substantial bulge in his jeans. I stared for a moment in amazement, I guess, and when he saw me interested in what he was doing, he suddenly began to unbuckle the belt on his pants. At this point, I simply couldn’t look away. I suppose I became mesmerized by what I saw him doing and bewildered by what he might do next. Without hesitation, he also undid the button and zipper of his pants, reached in and pulled out his swollen dick, as if it had been trapped and gasping for air. Well it could sure breathe now- out and loose, right there in my friend’s living room, without an ounce of embarrassment, or so it seemed to me.
I stared for a moment more before I blurted out, Oh my God man, your dick is huge! The brain in my other head must have taken over from this point on, because though I wanted to play it coy and let him do his deed, uncontrollably I watched as I put my hands out to touch. I wasn’t in control any longer- my mouth went down on that beautiful dick like lightning speed. I looked up at him to gauge how much trouble I was in and maybe apologize. But I could quickly tell that wasn’t going to be necessary, judging by the huge grin on his face. I could amazingly feel his dick swelling even more in my mouth. At that point, the only thing on my mind were thoughts of wonder, I guess, of how this unplanned interaction with this total stranger had captured my attention, wondering why my mind was in a tail-spin, trying unsuccessfully to grasp the reason why all motivations inside me were pushing to give in to whatever sensual pleasures were there for me to experience…what was going on?
After a bit, I was able to take my mouth off of his dick just long enough to say to him how much I would really like to get to know him in a more intimate way. When he just continued to smile and look down at me, I found myself brave enough to ask if He would like to follow me to my house. I explained to him that I was sure feeling terribly uncomfortable carrying on in this manner- there in my friends house while they were gone.
He said, “Sure, I would love to come over and visit!” He stood up and stuffed his dick and his white shirt back in his pants, buttoned and then zipped up his pants. He then followed me around the house, helping me put everything away, helped me gather up my laundry and take it out to my truck.
Sure enough, he got in his car to follow me home. I really thought there was a possibility I might cum in my pants on the drive home, simply because of the anticipation of what was about to happen. I just couldnt wrap my mind around how this had just fallen on me OUT OF THE BLUE! And I kept asking myself the question, “Are you sure you wanna do this?” I guess every time the question was asked, the silent response was to just keep driving the truck toward home. I do remember oddly thinking I was glad I had made my bed and cleaned up the house that morning before I left.
When we got to the house, I fixed him something to drink. I told him to just relax in the living room while I went and showered up. Out of the shower with a towel wrapped around my waist, I led him to the bedroom and forcibly pushed him onto my bed. Taking charge of the situation, I began by unzipping his pants, and then proceeded to try to get his dick out to suck. It was rock hard, and I realized it wasn’t coming out without undoing his belt and pants button also. So, after freeing his dick, I went ahead and pulled his shirt and jeans off, folded them neatly and laid them on a nearby chair; pulled off his tighty-whitey underwear and tossed them on the chair also.
He lay there and just watched this whole process with a big smile on his face, his hands resting behind his head. After I had loved on his dick for quite some time, he asked me for a condom and some lube, saying he was “Ready for some of that ass!”
Well, I struggled to get the condom I had opened onto his dick…unsuccessfully. I had literally never before held in my hands such a thick dick. He finally laughed a little bit, took the condom out of my hand and laid it on the bedside table. He reached over to the chair where his clothes were and pulled out of his jeans pocket a condom he said would fit. (I later found out there were a few of these magnum condoms in the console of his car. Lol. ) I watched him as he opened the package and rolled the condom on his still rock-hard dick. Its after the struggle of putting on his condom, i guess, when I began to realize that it was probably going to be quite a challenge for me to be able to take such a girthy dick. I explained to him my concern, and suggested to him it might be better for me to try to sit on it first, and go at my own pace. He agreed, and laid on his back, again with his hands resting under the back of his head. But after trying unsuccessfully for quite some time to take in the girth of his dick, I began to worry that this whole effort would end in futility… I guess he realized my growing frustration, and reached up and forcibly grabbed me, this time throwing me down on the bed on my back. He then got up and stood at the foot of the bed, grabbed my ankles and yanked my whole body down to him until my ass was hanging off the bed, ankles resting firmly on his shoulders. At that point I decided it best to just give in to his control, trying my best to relax every muscle as he started forcing a little of his dick in my ass at a time.
I couldn’t help it… I gradually began to quietly sob, a little at first, then quite uncontrollably- quiet sounds emanating from deep within. The physical senses, I believe, were sending so much information to my brain that it was unable to compute that amount of emotional pleasure and pain at the same time.
It didn’t take him long before he began his slow lunges down on me, dick all the way in until I would lose my breath, then slowly almost all the way out, with just the huge head left just inside, there to tantalize. Those first few moments of uncomfortable pressure had quickly turned into the most satisfying pleasure I had ever experienced. Over and over, slowly thrusting, time after time he would fill me up to overflowing. Except for the occasional position change, from there on in for the next hour and 1/2 or so with his consistent and methodical motions, I was allowed to experience deep and pleasurable sensations, never felt before at any time in my entire life. It seemed during the whole experience I was in a continual state of a deep orgasmic trance…
Though I was somewhat a “newby” to the whole homosexual connection and had experienced this feeling of eroticism before with a few different guys, I had never experienced it on that deep level, and for such a continued amount of time.
Later, he told me I had tears running down my face almost the whole time, and I kept making deep groaning and gutteral sounds. It was all involuntary on my part, and only really remember the inexplicable pleasure. I honestly I don’t really remember much else about it. I do recall the moment he gave in to the urgency he felt, when he suddenly pulled out and frantically pulled the condom off his dick. I watched in amazement as he started convulsing huge streams of cum all over my stomach and chest, with so much cum like, well like you normally only see on porn videos.
I remember him being out of breath and laying beside me for a long while. Then as he got up and began getting dressed, he said something like, “Ok then, that was fun. I will call you tomorrow and we can talk about you doing some work for me”
I just lay there, paralyzed with waves of pleasure, not saying anything. I couldn’t even get out of bed to see him to the door. He let himself out, and I guess I must have passed out right after that.
See Out of the Blue part 2 for the rest of the story