Firefighter Caleb

One of my neighbors was barbequing in his back yard and managed to set his grass on fire with some spilled charcoal lighter fluid. He tried to get the fire out, but it was coming my way a little too fast for comfort, so I called the fire department before it caught my fence on fire. That’s how I met Caleb. He was one of the guys who showed up to put out the fire. Turns out he and one of my friends are buddies–they have a penny ante poker game they play–and we got to talking about our mutual friend. That conversation gave me the opening to invite Caleb over for a TV, pizza and beer night. Of course it was with the intention of me getting a sleeping firefighter in bed so I could film him.

From the minute he arrived at my place I could tell he had a thick cock. The jeans he wore didn’t leave much to the imagination, and I was eager to get his big dick into my grasp. I imaged his big cock in my mouth and sweet precum on my tongue while I fondled his smooth balls. Yeah, my imagination is really good, but as it turned out, Caleb does have a big cock, and it’s a thick one too. We watched TV, drank beer, ate pizza, watched a couple of action flicks and talked. Caleb about his job, me about how aggravating it can sometimes be to have rental properties.
Caleb arrived at my place close to 9pm after a three day stint at the fire station.

That’s apparently how they do it, several days on, several days off. I guess it works for them, so by the time we’d watched those movies, drank all that beer and downed a loaded pizza he was starting to fade fast. All the better for me. He made some noise about heading home, went to the bathroom and came back out ready to leave. I discouraged it because he was too drunk to stand without swaying. After thinking it over he agreed. As a firefighter a DUI was the last thing he needed to get, especially since he frequently drove the fire truck. I offered him my guest house bedroom and led him back there so he could crash, then I left to clean up and wait for him to get to sleep.

I waited about an hour then headed back to find him sleeping, face half hidden by the pillows. I started with his feet, testing to see if he was sleeping or not. I  moved the covers, touched his foot, his leg, but he didn’t appear to be very deeply asleep, so I backed off and waited in one of the lawn chairs in the yard. It was a nice cool night, but I could still smell the burned grass in my neighbor’s yard. It brought a smile to my face since, without that fire, I’d have never met Caleb, never gotten my chance at this handsome firefighter. I went back inside and gave it another try, touching Caleb, running my hands over his legs, his thigh, moving the leg of his shorts aside to get a view of what was underneath them.

His shorts are a sort of silky cotton and I touch his dick through them, then set the camera up on its tripod and move to the other side of the bed. I touch his chest, tweak his nipple, fondle his dick. That’s when I finally take a good look at his short. They lace up the front. Grinning to myself, I reach for the tie and start to work, unlacing them, getting at what I want, his dick, his balls. I touch, stroke with a fingertip, enjoying the hardness of his cock as it stiffens.

I’m having a great time, but I want more. I want Caleb out of his shorts. I want him in my mouth, and nothing will keep me from what I want. Nothing. But I can’t get his shorts down, they’re too tight. Then I remember the scissors and off I go to get them. When I come back I carefully cut the fabric away from Caleb’s hip which gives me access to everything I want. But he starts to wake and I step away as he turns to lay on his back. Perfect! Now I can do anything I want with him. Anything. What do I do? I’m not telling, you’ll have to watch the video to find out.