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Construction Manager
Jim Bannister was the construction foreman for my new house. He was the former star quarterback of the local high school and played a little college ball, just enough to keep his scholarship and finish his degree. We'd been friends since we lived in the same neighborhood, but he hung out with the football jocks and I was with the swimmers.
When my wife and I were expecting our third child we decided it was time to build a new house to accommodate all of us. I stopped by the site almost daily to check on the progress. Jim and I would chat about the progress and catch up on our lives. He was divorced with 2 kids. That and his job kept him busy and didn't give him much time for a social life.
Late one Friday afternoon I stopped by to see how things were going and brought along a six pack and a bottle of Jack. He was surprised but very thankful and quickly accepted the beer after taking a quick shot of Jack.
He loosened up a little as we talked and discussed his dating life, or lack thereof.
"I haven't had time to go on a date in the past 4 months" he moaned. "Between the kids and the building boom I barely have time to brush my teeth and beat off each night."
I was surprised by his candor, hadn't really thought our conversation would lead to sex. "I know what you mean, Mary's 7 months along, work and the kids have me so busy I'm too beat for sex" I replied.
We both chuckled and took another shot followed by our second beer.
"I wish there was an easy way to get off with something other than my right hand" Jim stated. "I don't have time for the apps or hanging out at the local bar. I just need something quick with no strings. And not one of those slutty girls everyone fucked in high school" he laughed.
By now I was horny as hell, the alcohol had loosened us up and the conversation wasn't helping either. I was throwing a rod in my khakis which was very evident. I could tell his bulge was larger than when our conversation started, and he'd occasionally grab it for a quick squeeze.
By this point in our conversation his crew had left, and we were the only ones there. We finished our 2nd beer, and I grabbed the last two and handed it to him. "Last one, but I need to make some room first." I headed to the back of the house and stood on the slab that would be our back porch that faced a couple wooded acres. I unzipped and hauled out my half hard prick, closed my eyes to try and will it down so that I could piss. Then I heard steps and opened my eyes to see Jim moving in right next to me. It seemed a little close for two guys pissing, but I didn't say anything, just stared at him and watched as he unzipped and hauled out his cock.
I took in the sight of his veiny cut cock, with a big mushroom head. He had a little chub going on, but it didn't stop him from taking a leak. I, on the other hand, now had a full-fledged erection, and couldn't piss for a damn. I watched mesmerized by the stream issuing from the piss slit. It looked amazing. He leisurely held his cock in one hand and aimed out over the edge of the porch, occasionally pulling on it in. I never started pissing and finally took my eyes from his prick and looked him in the eyes. He'd been watching me the whole time. I was a little embarrassed, but he just grinned and nodded his head, agreeing to something I hadn't even stated out loud.
I kept eye contact as I slowly went to my knees. His piss stream was slacking off to a dribble as I reached out to take it from his hands and point the last few drops towards my open mouth. He flexed his cock to shoot out a last stream that I hit my tongue and lips before I moved in to take the head into my mouth. He watched as I sucked on the head getting it wet and slick to swallow more of it into my mouth.
The sensation of having a man's cock in my mouth was amazing. I'd received oral sex before from both women and men but never realized how erotic it was to have a prick in my mouth. He tasty musky from his long day of working on the site, mixed with his piss was more erotic than anything I'd ever done sexually.
I continued to watch his face as I swallowed more and more of his prick. He was now fully hard and leaking sweet tasting pre-cum onto my tongue. I pulled off and grabbed the base and milked his cock up to extract more of that nectar. I was hooked. I hadn't known what I'd been missing.
I proceeded to go at his cock like a starving animal. He'd unbuttoned his pants and let them fall of his hips, pushing his briefs down as well. I had full access to his big full balls and massaged them with one hand as I stroked with the other. My tongue and mouth doing the rest of the work to get him closer to finishing.
"Oh man... Fuck... that's it, just like that" he encouraged me. "I'm going to bust soon; you're going to swallow my load right?" It wasn't really much of a question at that point. I wasn't working this hard not get the reward. "Here it comes... OH FUCK... " he bellowed. I felt his cock head expand and his balls contract, the thick length pulsed, and he shot several thick blast to the back of my throat. I watched as he tilted his head to the sky and all the tension left his body and squirt after squirt filled my mouth. It felt like he'd cum a gallon. I swallowed it, loving the thick creamy texture with the bitter salty taste.
I continued to suck as his cock slowly softened in my mouth. I tugged on my own cock for a couple strokes and came all over the porch. Finally releasing him from my mouth I sat back on my haunches and panted as I again watched his face. I was a little worried that he'd have after thoughts and maybe lash out or run off. But he just grinned "Dude that was the best blow job I've ever received, way better than anything my ex-wife did". I blushed at the compliment and just smiled back. I licked my lips and took my finger to wipe his excess load from my chin back into my mouth. His smile broadened and he reached out to pat my head.
It's now our routine to meet up on Friday's to discuss the house progress and share a couple drinks. We always finish with me drinking his piss and swallowing a load or two. He's asked a couple times if he can fuck me, we haven't yet, but I'm sure it will happen soon.