I needed to hire a plumber to take care of pipe leak. Ricky seemed to have good reviews on the website so I sent a message to enquire. Almost immediately he got back to me and said he could fit me in tomorrow.
The next day I opened the door to a tall man, slight build of muscle, and a dark hair. After the initial introduction I pointed to the stairs and he went passed me on his way. I could smell the musk, a man that works hard all day doing manual labour. It was intoxicating.
I followed him up the stairs noticing the full ass stuffed in to his jeans. He was telling me about what he thought the problem would be, but my attention was solely focused on watching the globes bounce just inches from my face.
Ricky got to work, inspecting the system. I didnât want to intrude but I wanted to catch more glimpses of him so I sat on the bath edge and watched. We spoke a bit about the issue, then moved on to more general things as he worked. He complained about his girlfriend, that theyâd been fighting lately. âWhich of course means I get no sex from herâ he threw out casually.
âI bet thatâs frustrating for youâ I reply stupidly. But again my mind was too busy thinking about what itâd be like to have him fucking me.
âYeh. You got a girlfriend? If so hope sheâs not a mad one like mine.â
âNo, I donât. Iâm single. Im actually gay though so not experienced dating a womanâ
He paused for a moment. âOh really? Can never tell these daysâ. He carried on.
There was a moment of awkward silence, I went to break it before he cut in. âRight that should do it. Better test itâ
I thought he was going to just flush it and call it a day. But he stood up, pulled his jeans down and sat on the toilet. I was shocked, embarrassed I went to leave.
I sat. Stunned to silence.
âI would have just gone home. But now I think Iâll have some funâ
Ppppprrrppp. A fart echoed in the toilet.
âI thought it was weird you were hovering about. But makes sense now, you were perving on meâ
âAh, been holding this in since lunch. How does it smell?â
I just stared in silence.
âCome kneel in front of me. Like a king on his thrownâ
Dropping down to the floor I knelt and crawled over. Just as the first shit hit the toilet. He laughed and opened his legs. âThatâs it, get a good smellâ. He ruffled my hair like a dog, then guided my face closer. Inches from the bowl another fart sputtered out followed by another splash.
Having finished pissing he pulled his cock out and held it expectantly. I took it on my mouth and could taste the sour piss on his tip. I sucked him off, as his cock engorged in my mouth he leant back and relaxed. The silence only broken by the odd slurp and another fart echoing in the bowl.
My eyes watered, both from the smell and from his cock being rammed down my throat. Finally he held me down as his built up cum exploded in my mouth, I struggled to swallow before it was filled again. I released his cock and sat back, hoping heâd leave.
Ricky laughed as he looked down from his throne. Then he got up, and just as I thought I was getting my wish, he turned around and squatted back on the toilet. âNow wipe meâ. Shaking I reached for the toilet paper. âOh no you donâtâ. He leant forward on the cistern, opening up his crack for me. âUse your tongueâ
