Bi-Sexual Gay Story - Hot Lunch
I live in what you might call a semi-suburban area. It is pretty well built up with various subdivisions, but it is unincorporated. That means we are beyond the reach of a city sewer system, so we have to depend on a septic tank to dispose of solid waste. The thing about a septic tank is that every 6-7 years they fill up, and when they get full, you have to call a professional, who comes out with a big tank truck and sucks out all the accumulated shit. This happened at our house two summers ago. All of the toilets backed up; we had shitty water everywhere, and, well, you get the picture. So I called the necessary people, and the company said they would send a man out the next day. Now I work out of my home, while my wife works in town, so being home to meet the tank truck operator was no big deal. I expected some fat, toothless redneck or a big, beefy black guy to show up, but what I got, right around lunchtime, was a slight, pleasant young man of about 30. He was about 5-7 with curly blond hair and rimless glasses, who looked like he’d be more at home teaching a college class than lugging heavyweight hose and sucking up shit for a living. The truth is, this guy was gorgeous, and when he peeled off his t-shirt to get to the task at hand, I couldn’t help myself. My stomach and my cock started churning. Read more…
Posted by Sex Blogger on 02-15-2006 at 12:02 am
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