Intro: A couple of days ago I had one of those experiences that you have to share. Even now several days later my mind is still reeling and I get horny whenever I think about what happened. It was a perfect combination of spontaneous love and kink. My name is Joe and last Tuesday I called in sick to work. The area I live in had been tortured by a heat wave that made sleep impossible. My cramp bed felt more cramped with my wife lying next to me in the stale hot air. Both of us tossed, sweated and turned, until eventually I gave up all hopes of sleep. I turned on my computer to surf, sitting alone in the pale illumination of the computer. Several times my server bounced me off and it took me forever to dial back up. Finally frustration won out and I decided to get a cable access modem, first thing in the morning. Since I am an office manager at my place of employment, I exercised my administrative privilege and called in sick, so I could stay at home and rest. I could also be home to wait for the cable guy.
It was another hot and humid day, about 90 degrees when my wife left for work. I had my coffee sitting in front of a small fan and flip through the paper. Around 10 a.m. I called my Cable Company and made arrangements for them to send someone over who could boost my painfully slow computer. The woman on the other side of the phone said someone could be by in a few hours. "Great" I mumbled and hung up. To past time I decided to work out. I headed down to the basement where it was 15 degrees cooler and pumped a lot of iron. I am 36 years old but have worked hard to maintain my body. Unlike many men my age I am ripped and toned, 5'8 and 178 lbs. My wife says I have a surfers body. After my workout I headed up stairs to shower. I stripped in the hallway pausing in the full-length mirror to acknowledge my body. I am light skinned but tanned with shoulder length blonde hair; my body is mostly hairless except for light wisps of white/blonde hair on my chest and my pubic area. I smile at the rugged man in the mirror, ran a hand through tangled mouse colored hair and headed for the bathroom.
In the shower I became aware of how horny I had been lately. The hot pulsing water and the feel of my soapy hands on my chest and belly had awakened desire in me. I let my hand drop to my cock and gave it a slight tug. My belly tingle and my cock began to lengthen in my hand. I closed my eyes and thought about Angelina Jolie and moaned. Suddenly I remembered that the cable man was due to arrive. With a sigh I fought back my lust and exited the shower. "After he's left I'll return to thoughts of Ms. Jolie and hand fuck myself " I smile.
I dressed in a pair of cotton Adidas drawstring pants and a ripped tank top. My hair was still wet but I thought it would help me remain cool. After about 20 minutes the doorbell rang and I answered it. I was greeted by a man who's shirt declared him to be Dan. "Hi" I'm Dan did you call about a cable modem hook up?"
"Sure did, come in" I said yielding the way. Dan squeezed through the door frame; he was taller than me and much wider. He was not a fat man but instead built like a bear. He carried a little toolbox that looked comical in his big hand. I lead Dan into my study and pointed to the computer "There it is" I said. Dan surveyed the room and asked if I knew where the junction box was. "Nope" I said and sat down in my big leather computer chair. " I'll just have to move some things around, "he said "it could be anywhere. " With that Dan started to pull various pieces of furniture away from the wall.
As I watched this giant man work I felt myself become aroused. I was shocked because thoughts like this never entered my head. I felt I was on the verge of an important self discovery. I tried to redirect my mind to more heterosexual thoughts. Yet each time Dan moved something heavy he would grunt or groan and I felt myself getting more turned-on. Dan made his way to the closet and opened the door. "Sometimes it is in the back of the closet" he said, "mind if I have a look?" I smiled and nodded.
Dan got to his knees and holding a flashlight in his mouth wiggled around at the bottom of the closet. He pushed and pulled a few boxes and I found myself staring at his ass in khaki shorts. Dan cursed and pulled back. He had split a box and the contents laid strewn about his knees. There were several X-rated video tapes and a few of my wife's discarded sex toys. Dan mumbled, smirked and looked embarrassed, but not as embarrassed as me. I stood red faced and silent. I could think of nothing to say for at least a minute. Then it hit me "would you like a beer" I said "Um, sure" Dan responded.