Caleb Jacoby didn't need a new car. He wanted a new car. His car was four years old, and had a few too many miles on it for his liking. He wanted a nicer car with fewer miles, and something he could also afford. He also wanted something a little bit easier on fuel. His only problem was the fact that his credit wasn't quite up to par.
The man was about to give up when he got a telephone call from a local dealership which specialized in rebuilding people's credit. The dealership promised reasonable payments, and nice, clean, low mileage vehicles. The dealer who'd called was named John Cline, and Caleb hoped and prayed John would be the man to sell him the car he wanted.
As John was discussing the great deal he could get on a car, Caleb was trying to get a mental picture of what the man looked like. From the sound of his sexy bass voice, Caleb pictured John being around six feet tall with a muscular, solid build, blonde hair, and blue eyes. Caleb also envisioned the man having one hell of a hose between his legs, too. Just the sound of John's voice over the telephone made Caleb's dick rise to attention.
Once the telephone conversation was over, Caleb wasted no time in getting to his bedroom, and getting naked. He lay down on his massive king-sized bed, legs splayed wide. He firmly grasped his hard nine and a half inch pecker with his right hand, and began jerking off. He used his other hand to tease his low hanging ball sac, thighs, taint, and asshole as his right hand slid up and down his hard pole. He closed his eyes, and fantasized about John Cline while he jacked off. He imagined the man's lips were sliding up and down his shaft, and John's hands were caressing his balls and teasing his ass.
A few minutes later, Caleb shot his wad. It sprayed all the way up to his neck, glazing his chest as well. He looked at the mess he'd just made on himself, and smiled. He imagined it was John's cum that was all over his chest. He got off the bed, and dashed to the bathroom to clean up, his half-hard dick swinging between his muscular legs. He definitely couldn't wait until tomorrow, hoping John would be the man to put him in his next car.
All night, Caleb had dreams about John. He wanted this man in the worst way, and woke the next morning with a raging hard on. He got in the shower, and had to jerk off once again just to get his cock to go back down to normal size, using the soap's lather as a nice lubricant. When Caleb shot off, he had a mental picture of John kneeling down in front of his legs so Caleb could shoot his jizz all over the man's face.
After his shower, Caleb quickly dried himself with a towel, then dressed in a tight white tee-shirt and a pair of snug blue jeans. He opted not to wear underwear just in case John was into him as much as he was into John. This way, John wouldn't have to take off too much to get to his pole.
Caleb arrived at the car dealership at ten o'clock that morning, and briskly walked through the double glass doors into the main lobby. A tall, muscular man dressed in a pair of black dress pants, blue button down dress shirt, and a dark blue tie quickly walked up to him, and shook his hand. Caleb was quick to notice the man's clothing fit him in all the right places, but didn't say a word about it.
The man introduced himself as John Cline. Caleb nearly melted. The man was everything Caleb had imagined while talking to him on the telephone yesterday, plus so much more! John was six feet, four inches tall. He had a very nice muscular build, and had a full head of blonde hair, and the sexiest blue eyes Caleb had ever seen. In addition to all this, the man appeared to have a very big bulge in the front of his pants, and a great ass. Caleb hoped the man's pants didn't lie, and the bulge that he was seeing really was formed by John's dick. If Caleb played his cards right, he would hopefully find out soon enough.
