HVAC Guy (again)

So here it was….two weeks later and I was back.

The HVAC guy from the BSA and his father’s garage pinged me again. Was I up for a fuck – but fucking him this time. I’ll admit I would have rather taken it up the butt, and I’m not proud of this, but I accepted thinking maybe I could change his mind. I hate when guys do that to me, so I know at times I am no better than they are.

Halfway there I get another text from him. Do I mind if there is a third there. The new guy and me would fuck the host. Now it was sounding a little more interesting if I were to be the top. Or one of the tops. I said I’m good and said that the guy would get there about the same I did.

10 minutes later I park and walk back to the garage. The guy is not only already there, but getting head from the host. I have to believe he was already there well before I got the text asking me if it was ok. It was still ok. The guy was married – according to his ring – and had a fucking fat, big headed 7.5 inches. Now I was REALLY wanting to get it up the ass, but I knew that wasn’t going to happen today.

Secretly I was wondering how to get the new guy my 4-1- 1 so he could breed my ass some time. Cut to the chase on that one – it didn’t happen.

I stepped into the garage and the host closed the door. It was another hot fucking day, but I get the need for the privacy, though I’m an exhibitionist and I would have loved to keep it open. But then again, I didn’t have to live there afterwards. I kicked off my shorts with my thick cock hardening.

The host went back to his knees and sucked the new guy. I egged both of them on, asking the feeder if the mouth felt good, asking the feeder if the cock felt good in his mouth. That kind of shit. Then the host switched to my cock. I’ll give him this, he is a great cocksucker. While he was going down on me, I bent over and went down on the new guy. The cock felt as great in my mouth as it looked. It was heavy and full. I sooooo wanted it. It was not meant to be and we were there for a reason.

I noticed the picnic table was still up in the position it had been the last time I was there. He went ass up and I went behind him. With some lube he had, I made my cock slick and slid it up him. There was a nice tightness to his hole, but I had zero issue sliding in. That socket had seen a lot of plugs before me.

Neither guy was verbal, though there were grunts from the guy taking my dick. I tried to fuck him as hard as possible. This was a dirty garage group fuck – nothing about this was supposed to be neat and tidy. No one was here to make friends. So, the fuck wasn’t meant to be gentle, or at least that is how I took it. I didn’t get any complaints.

I edged a bit and then pulled out. I told the other guy to take a turn. And he did. His fat cock pushed in with ease. The lube, the sweat, the freshly fucked hole (courtesy of me) let him just take over from what I had just done. This gave me time to pause my launch sequence.

Soon enough it was my turn again. The deal, before I even arrived, was that I was to cum first. This guy wanted to slide up into a freshly spermed hole. I was happy to assist him in his needs. I may have been doing it more for this guy than the host himself. At this point, he was just a cum dump.

This time I talked to the other top. Other. Ha. Even though my cock is in this guy, fucking him, about to breed him, I feel like an imposter…..a fraud. Anyway – I was talking to him, asking him if he thought I should come up the bottom’s ass now or in a few. I knew what the answer would be. “Yeah, shoot your load now”, was the reply. A standard one at that. Uninspired even.

With that, and a few more shoves, I started blasting my seed deep into this guy’s guts. It wasn’t too exaggerated, but I put on a show. Since I don’t jack off much (single digits this year and always in the act of sex), I had quite a back-up of jizz and just the intensity of needing and wanting to ejaculate. I groaned, I swore, I told them both I was shooting, as if it weren’t obvious enough. But it was my quaking that probably best surmised what was happening. Feeling that orgasm head to toe – and showing it.

Immediately after sleeping out and stepping away, the stranger stuck his fat headed cock right up this guy’s ass. It did not take him long to get him where he wanted to go. He answered in the affirmative about feeling my load, but it might all be talk. He certainly didn’t last long and was not nearly as verbal or reactionary as I had been. I think I had to ask him if he was cumming, which only then he acknowledged.

By the time he was done and withdrew, I had my shorts pulled up and shoes back on. I had to awkwardly wait for the other guys to get it together, as the garage door was shut. Upon leaving, the other guy and I walked down the drive together, but apart. Not a word spoken or even a glimpse. I was hoping, again, that I might get his digits to get his inches, but he got into his Jeep and took off.