Telephone Repairman

by: Richard Barber
© 2008 by the author
Editor: FC

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I was living on the third floor of a small apartment building in Oakland. I could either come down four flights of stairs or take an elevator to the main floor level.  One day on my way to the nearby store, I spotted a good-looking telephone repairman making some repairs in the front part of my building. His heavy tool belt around his waist pushed out an impression of his cock. I saw him give me a quick look as I continued on down the sidewalk.

When I returned from the store, he was still there working. I nodded to him as I passed then went to the elevator just a few feet away. He stopped what he was doing, turned towards me, and followed me into the elevator. I pushed the button to go up. The elevator proceeded to go up until it was about one floor up, and then he pushed the ‘emergency stop’ button. He looked at me quickly and groped his cock.  I was surprised but quickly realized what he wanted. The bulge in his pants looked even larger than before and I knew he wanted a quick blowjob.

 I placed my groceries on the floor of the elevator then rubbed his bulging hard cock. He leaned back against the elevator wall and undid his jeans as his tool belt slipped to the floor. I pulled down his Levis and briefs and pulled out his now hardening cock. I placed my hands around his hard muscular buttocks and placed my mouth over his semi-hard cock. I knelt down in front of him to give him a good blowjob. He was hung very large but did not take him long before he started to shoot his sperm into my sucking mouth. He was hot and ready to go. He held onto my head and face fucked me briefly trying not to make any noise but occasionally I would hear a deep whimper of delight. I licked off all his juices from his cock and balls then took a deep breath and got back to my feet.

When we finished, he pulled up his pants, put back on his tool belt and one of us pushed the "go" button again while the elevator proceeded to the 3rd level. The doors opened and I got out. He stayed in the elevator and went back to the first level to complete his work. Neither of us said a word to each other and much to my regret, I never saw him again.