Construction Worker Brian

Brian and I met by accident at the corner store down the street from where I live. He’d just gotten off work at a construction job down the street and was looking for his evening six pack of beer. Unfortunately the store didn’t carry anything alcoholic. Seeing an opening I offered to drive him to a store a few miles away where he could get some beer. This would give me the chance to strike up a conversation and see what this guy was all about.  We went to my place and we had quite a few drinks, most of two six packs, and sat in my place talking. He chatted on about sports, football, baseball, mixed martial arts competitions and, of course, pussy.

His talk made it very clear he was totally straight. He’s also really built. Must be the construction work. Lots of hard labor like that keeps a guy in great shape, better than any gym. He sure gave me an eyeful when he took off his tshirt after remarking how warm my place was. Of course it was warm, I had the a/c off for this very reason. Looking at that body I kept imagining myself taking his thick cock into my mouth and giving him the blow job of his life. After a little more conversation he said he needed to head home, but I suggested he sleep off the beer in the little guest house I have out back of my place. Since it was just a few blocks from where he works–and since he also spent all his cash on the beer we’d downed–he said that sounded like a great plan.

I have to agree since it would give me a great opportunity to get in some filming while he slept. He headed back there to sleep, and I waited an hour to make sure he’d fallen asleep. I crept in, and started filming this hot guy sleeping in the guest bed. Just watching him, his strength evident even when he was asleep, turned me on.  I filmed him for a couple of hours before I finally worked up the nerve–and the need–to make a move. Brian’s a real muscular guy, and one solid punch from him would do some serious damage.

While I filmed my intention to give him a blow job finally became more than I could stand and I went in for a taste. Salty and smooth, his cock slid into my mouth and as I laved my tongue over him the realization that he could hurt me kept surfacing. The thought wasn’t so much a cause of fear, but from a sense of excitement which filled me as I sucked and tongued his smooth shaved thick cock.

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