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I love filming straight men, so when thick cock, meat delivery man Joey, showed up one evening with a case of beer tucked under his arm I was pretty pleased. I could tell something was wrong with this straight man because there was a fading red handprint on his left cheek. I let well hung Joey of the big cock into my place and he gave me the case of beer then dropped onto my couch. He was in a pair of skimpy jogging shorts that showed off his big balls and thick cock.

Having seen Joey’s thick cock and big balls before, I didn’t have to imagine what was under those shorts, especially since his big cock and big balls were peeking out. Plus I know about his thick cock. Anyway he told me a tale many straight men could understand. He’d shown up at his girlfriend’s house and she’d started a fight over the fact big cock Joey was late. He admitted he was late, but he’d been stuck at work. She hadn’t liked his answer even though it was the truth.

He left after she slapped him and, poor Joey and his thick cock and big balls were now at my place. Break ups happen to everyone. Been there a time or two myself. I got some cold ones out of the case and we sat down to a game on the TV, certain he’d be trashed and I’d get my chance to get one of my favorite straight men and his big cock and big balls on film.

Like I mentioned earlier, we sat and downed a number of beers with Joey drinking heavily and intermittently grousing about the girl–and the bad plays in the game–while we chatted about his job. Typical guy talk. You know what I mean. After about two hours, and the end of the game, we were both hungry so we ordered pizza and our night of TV and beer continued late into the night. By the time Joey was too tired to keep his eyes open it was well after 2 in the morning and he was totally trashed.

I sent him off to the guest room to sleep while I cleaned up pizza boxes and beer cans. A half hour later I snuck into the room, and started the camera rolling. Joey was sound asleep on the bed, one foot poking out from beneath the covers, his head and broad shoulders propped up on the pillows. This time it was Joey and me, all alone. Last time Casey had been over and he’d done some playing of his own with Joey’s big dick. He’s a good looking Italian stud, and I really enjoy filming him. I moved in with the camera, getting a good shot of our sleeping straight guy.

They all look so peaceful, so relaxed and I really enjoy taking them in their sleep, making them mine. It’s a wicked thrill and I can’t get enough of it, especially with guys like Joey. Manly men who work hard for a living are a true pleasure to film. I run the camera over him for a while, touching him here and there, tweaking one of his nipple and moving the covers down. He’s naked in the bed and I get good film of Joey’s cock. Even limp he’s pretty big. But some loud sounds outside make me back off, concerned Joey might wake up.

He’s one straight guy I don’t want to let catch filming him, not because I’m afraid but because this is such a good thing I don’t want to risk ruining any future chances to get him on film. I come back as soon as the racket stops and move in to touch Joey’s shaved ballsack and his thick cock, enjoying myself, touching Joey wherever I want, however I want. His skin is so soft where he’s shaved and I can’t help touching that funny bit of meat on his cock where the doc who’d circumcised him as a kid left a bit of excess skin.

It’s one of those things that makes Joey different than other guys. I put the camera on the tripod and get down to the business of conquest, of making Joey mine. He’s so deeply asleep he doesn’t even notice when I get on the bed, when I lean over him and stroke his cock, take it into my mouth. Yes, this is great fun and a great video treat.