Joeys New Seduction

A minor mishap at my house led to the third film of Joey and his big cock. I was out in my guest house when I managed to spill a glass of merlot down the wall onto the carpet. Don’t ask me, I still don’t know how it happened, but nothing stains like merlot. I called my usual handyman but he was booked and my backup guy was on vacation when who should call but Joey? He’s a big guy, but you know that because you’ve seen this naked Italian before.

I told him I needed some help, and great guy that he is, Joey said he’d help out. It wasn’t long until Joey of the thick cock arrived. The entire time we were working all I could think of was his big cock. We did get the job done, painting over the merlot spill, getting new carpet laid. Laid… That’s all I could think of, getting Joey’s straight cock laid in his sleep. We got the job done fast and then went into my house for some TV and dinner. Still, all I could think about was Joey’s cock shooting a big load. It got late and Joey wanted to know if he could crash at my place. Of course I told him. It was what I’d been hoping for all along: the chance to film Joey’s big cock. You know I live for the days I get to film a straight cock, especially a thick cock like Joey’s.

I bided my time doing the usual stuff I do when I’m waiting to film, checking the camera, cleaning up pizza boxes and beer cans. After an hour I headed out, camera in hand, to start my sleeping seduction of Joey. I got the camera into focus and moved in on him, the pungent scent of some men’s body wash filled the cool air of the room. He must have taken a shower, though I didn’t have anything that smelled the way this stuff did.

He must have brought it with him, probably kept it in the car for showers at his girlfriend’s place. Or maybe she’d gotten it for him. Either way the crisp, masculine scent of the stuff was a real enticement. I moved in on Joey, eager to film, eager to get my mouth on him. Maybe too eager because I’d barely gotten my hands on his dick through the covers when he woke up and I had to make a hasty departure. I sat outside and listened to the night, the crickets, the traffic while I waited for Joey to get into a sound sleep. When I figured he was asleep again, I headed inside and gave it another try. Running my hands over his arm, feeling the muscle under the smooth skin of his arm, sliding my hand to his chest.

My thumb brushes across Joey’s nipple. I’m really getting into it, anticipating the things I’m going to do, eager for his taste on my tongue. This is going much better this time and I caress along his chest, down his belly, stopping at the top edge of the covers before returning to Joey’s chest. Some nights, like the past two times with Joey, work out smoothly. Other times, like this night, they don’t. I was really getting into exploring Joey’s body with my hands and damn if he didn’t start to wake up again, this time turning over and ending what I’d begun. Frustrated I headed outside to wait for the second time, hoping my third try would yield the results I wanted.

You know I’m not one to give up easily, and it was still relatively early compared to those nights when I didn’t even get to start filming until a few hours before dawn. A glance at my watch showed it was barely 2am, so I still had more than enough time to get this to work out. This time when I went back in I was determined to take it easy, not rush things. I started out touching Joey’s foot, then worked my way up his leg to his crotch. So far, so good… or that’s what I thought. He woke up again and I had to stop and wait. This time when I went back the covers were partially off and the top of Joey’s butt crack was exposed. Talk about an enticement! Did I finally get what I wanted from Joey, or was the night a bust? Watch and find out.