This is a fictional story about a man I have become instantly infatuated with. I came across him recently. He is in a local Commercial for the Credit Union bank in my city. This guy is freaking adorable. Trim beard and handsome face. And from his lucky shirts and jeans many other nice parts.
I have never met him, and may never. But I know who he is from trolling the net about that credit union. He actually works for it. And also I cannot assume to know his sexual preference. So there is know way if knowing if he may want to ever have some fun.
Enjoy.
He is in That Commercial (9)
... I got home sometime later. It was still fairly early. Especially since I had left the dinner early. I parked and then headed up to my apartment. Twenty minutes passed and I decided that Mike was not going to come over. The dinner would be ending soon and people would be heading back to their respective houses. And as I received no knock in my door and not even a text I figured that the hot cub had decided that I was a big no. Even though he had initiated the first move.
"Probably freaked the guy out" I said to myself
I decided I would go to bed early as I was tired. The evening had been weird and a bit rough. So I got out of my clothes save for a t-shirt and my boxers. I then crawled into bed and tried to read. But my head was stuck on Mike. The hottest guy i had seen in ages. The moments we shared, no matter how awkward it seemed. His cute face and that big crotch. I licked at my lips and put down the book. I had to see him again. So i grabbed my laptop and pulled up that video of his commercial again, just to look at my hot cub.
"Hmm. There he is" I huffed "My hot Mike" "That bulge felt soo damned good."
I sighed as I was still quite smitten with him. Yes he was hot and yeah the crotch felt great to touch and feel. How I had reach into his car after he nearly hit me with it. That crotch felt better than I could have hoped. I wanted him, I wanted him bad. But he was still Mike. I just can't explain what he does to me other than drive to the edges of horniness. Well I went to bed and nothing happened. Mike did not show. But when I woke in the morning I saw there was a message on my phone. It was a number I did not know. But I had remembered I had given him my number.
"Hey man. Mike" it said "Sorry I didn't come by" "Something came up" "Maybe we can have a couple of drinks one day this week"
I had smiled as it was a message from my hot cub. So I decided to and him a message back.
"Sure" I said. "When?" "What about Thursday" he came back
He then said that he would go anywhere I wanted. And close to my place. That way we could come back to it and have some real 'fun'. I felt myself get excited as he was wanting to get together. And his comment about having some fun an indicator he wanted to hook up and have sex. And not was I wanting sex with him.
"Cool" I had said back to his message "See you then"
I told him I would find a bar near me and where we could have some drinks. I planned on getting the hit guy drunk. Then take him home and ravage his body. And i was dying to see his cute body naked. I knew from the commercials it would be cute as how he filled that t-shirt in the puppy commercial. The rest if my week was filled with images of him. I would sit at work and actually pull up his commercial over and over. Actually all of the ones he had now. There were three. The puppy one, the hit tattoo one and another with his talking about the credit union card. Holding it in hand near his delicious fave as he talked about the advantages of the credit union card.
"Have one my sexy guy" I said to the screen "What I really want is that dick"
My head went back to when I grabbed his crotch in the car again. It had indeed felt a promising lump. I surmised about 7 or so inches. And I wanted it in my mouth and ass and any other hole a guy could slip his hard dick into. Then I felt almost jealous of women as they had another hole a guy could shove their hard dick into. By alas I was but a guy with a mouth and a nice ass for Mike to plunge his raging dock into.
"Fuck me Mike" I huffed as I sat there at work "Can't wait to get my hands on that hot body"
I reached down and groped at myself. Having to adjust my crotch as I sat there uncomfortably with my dick throbbing in my lap..
..My head went back to the fantasy I made of him and the huge tattoo dude. How I would swap that guy out for me. And how I would reach down and be groping at Mike's meaty crotch in that video instead if him. Dropping all the tattoo equipment to dive between his legs and shive my face into his crotch. Feeling his growing bulge against my happy cheek and my mouth. Kissing the tube confined in those black jeans.
"Fuck Mike." I would say "This feels so fucking awesome" "Can't wait to sit on it"
I would lick at the tube as it grew and grew in those lucky jeans. Tightening against the material until it was substantial in size. Mike would beg for freedom for his big dick. The pressure in his jeans threatening to bust right through the cotton if them.
"Take it out man. Take it out" he would ask "Take it out before it breaks!"
Then I would pull at his jeans. The zipper and the tab at the top to get them opened. I needed to release my prize...
.. But then I would be awoken from my trance by the phone on my desk at work. It kinda pissed me off that I was pulled away from such a hot fantasy. But then I looked down to my crotch and the tenting down there.
"Shiit!" I huffed "Glad no one came by"
It would have been utterly embarrassing if someone had indeed come by and seen me with a hard on poking at my crotch. I then sent an email to the hot Mike as I sat there trying to collect myself and calm down from my raging excitement.
"Wear the black jeans like in your commercial" I said to him
I received back a '?' from him. I sent back another note stating how hit he had been in that first commercial with the tattoo, and I wanted to see him just like that again.
"Okay man" he said back "What ever you like"....
To be continued