Friday, April 4, 2014

First time with the Construction Worker/Hustler

I was driving around late at night and saw this young guy walking along the street, a hot number wearing jeans and a wife beater and a tool belt carrying a hard hat.  Okay now it is around 10-11 PM.  Odd I think so I figure I’d circle the block and take another look.  DAMN he looked good 20 something slim, dirty blond hair, and this time I think he saw me.  Around the corner again, yes he did see me!  I turn down the next road and pull to the side.  He sees my car and turns down the road.  He gets to my car and walks to the passenger window. “Hey hi there” bullshit.  He got off work earlier and doesn’t have a car but heading to where he was staying.  Asked what I was doing so I told him the truth, “I’m looking to have some fun.”  He asked,  “What kind of fun.”  I told him that he looked hot in the construction uniform.  He said he was interested but where.  I told him about an office I had available.  He said sure.  He asked about compensation.  I told him we would talk about it while I got him closer to his destination.  I stopped at the local market and bought beer.  We got to the office I had available to me.  It was small about a six foot square office with a desk and chair and two chairs on the other side and a fridge in the warehouse.  You had to turn the a/c on every time you wanted to be in the office.  The bathroom is behind in the warehouse.  I pulled 2 beers from the 12 pack and put the rest in the fridge.  I turned on the bathroom light then went back to the office and turned on the a/c

We stayed in the office and talked for a bit smoking cigs and drinking the beer.  He was homeless, staying with friends until he could afford a place.  The guys he was staying with used sex as rent (SCORE) and he was okay with that.  When he got kicked out of his family home, it was because he was gay (SCORE).  He talked a while and drank a few beers.  He went to the bathroom (again back in the warehouse), so I pulled out a baggy and the mirror from the drawer and cut 4 lines and pulled out my best tip of the night a $50 bill.  I pulled off my pants and shirt and I was sitting there naked.  He came back into the office.  He looked at the new surroundings, a fresh beer, a couple lines, a $50 ‘tip’, and a necked guy.  He actually did 3 of the lines and slammed the beer then got down on my dick.  I cut another line so I could have a second and while slurping on my dick and swigging beer (I did them) he told me he liked this.  He took a break and drank another beer and did a couple more lines (as did I).  I convinced him to strip.  I suggested he slam another beer and I would draw more lines: 2 weak and 2 strong.  Guess which he picked.  So I did the weaker lines and did my beer.  He started sucking my cock and he was pretty good. BUT DAMN, I GOT THE CONSTRUCTION WORKER HERE.  So even though he is naked with a liplock on my cock, I had him get the hard hat and the tool belt back on.  This guy sucked cock like a champ wearing the uniform.  I offered more lines (again 2 thick 2 thin). Eventually I was going to get my dick in his ass.  OOPS! Where’s the lube?  We never kept it in the office.

I had this boy so horny that he wanted fucked.

I found some rope in either the office or the warehouse.   I actually tied the construction hustler to the desk: arm to desk legs and leg to desk leg.  I looked at his asshole, really a pretty pucker with some hair.  I got closer, smells clean so I rimmed him and he was moaning.


Next thing I did was to place a small rock in his hole, and pushed it in with my finger. I wrapped my dick in a double wrap of rubber then grabbed the only lube I could find BEN GAY.  The little fucker screamed and yelled from the burn and the fuck, we were in a warehouse area so the loudness turned me on.  I fucked him and came in his hard hat wearing ass.  I untied him and he was swearing like a sailor, but he was rock hard.  We went to the bathroom and cleaned up as best we could with paper towels and a soap dispenser but no hot water.  I went back to the office. He returned carrying the last of the beers still sporting a boner and still cussing me out.  He said that hurt like a mother but it was hot.  I told him to jerk off which he did. He was getting close, he said.  I told him to just let it fly and it flew.  He shot his load on his chest, legs, floor and the other chair.  I told him not to wipe it off just let it dry.  We smoked and finished the last of the beer.  We got dressed and left.  I drove him to where he was staying and I told him I hope to see him again.

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