The Handyman

All characters are 18+

My dad was pretty good at most things. He was one of those men who had a tool for everything, but when it came to putting up Christmas decorations, dad's fear of heights meant the job was outsourced, usually to me.

I hated it as much as he did, and after falling from the ladder last year, my dad decided that it would be safer to leave it to the professionals. The only problem with that however, is that he didn't think to tell me about it first.

It was a Sunday morning and I was laying on my bed doing what most eighteen year olds do on Sunday mornings. My record was six in a day, and I was starting early in an attempt to beat said record.

My mind was focused on the twink who was getting his ass busted open by some big muscle man. My hand sloshed up and down my boner, taking me closer and closer to climax, and I bit down on my bottom lip to stop myself from moaning.

I was close. Only a few more seconds...

As the cum began to surge through my cock and my back arched, a shadow poured into my bedroom and at the exact moment that a rope of jizz gushed from my cumslit, our eyes met through the window.

He was hot, but he was also staring directly at me as I orgasmed.

I jumped up, sperm pouring from my bobbing erection as I ran to the window and just as I yanked the curtains closed, I saw his smirk. He was laughing at me!

"DAD!" I howled, pulling my underwear on as I continued to drool cum down my dick.

My body was sensitive and my cock was still twitching as I rushed into the hall and found my dad walking from his room.

"Someone's breaking into the house!" I gasped, my cheeks red from the orgasm and the embarrassment.

"Oh those guys?" He said casually, "they're just putting the Christmas lights up".

He walked by me as I emptied the last of my cum into my boxer briefs, and I cursed under my breath.

"Thanks for telling me!" I shouted, mortified.

He'd been pretty young too, probably only a year or two older than me, and I didn't know if that was a good thing or a bad thing. I cringed as I lay back on my bed and punched my pillow in sexual frustration.

Not jerking off was bad, but having a ruined orgasm was even worse. Especially when it entailed being caught wanking my a random, albeit hot stranger.

I lay there for a while. Once they were gone, I'd go for round two and hopefully manage to enjoy that one.

Fifteen minutes later I heard my dad talking to someone downstairs and guessed that they were finished. I slid my hand into my underwear, found my cock sitting in a pool of its own mess, and began rubbing myself as I scrolled through porn on my phone once again.

I was always horny, so it didn't take me long to get back into the swing of things. I pulled my smooth cock over the waistband of my boxer briefs and jerked it as I watched a cute young man sucking a huge, dark cock.

Once again, I began coaxing an orgasm. My breathing became laboured, I felt the sweat form under my arms, and then my door flew open and I almost leapt from the bed.

"WHAT THE FUCK!?" I snapped, yanking my underwear over my throbbing cock as I stared at the very same fucking guy who caught me earlier.

"Damn" he laughed, "you really like jerking off!"

I watched, wide eyed and speechless as the very handsome, rugged young man strolled casually through my bedroom and reached for the window.

"What the fuck are you doing?!" I hissed, my cheeks burning red.

"Uh... Turning on your lights?" He smirked, and pulled the plug in through the window.

"Don't you knock?!"

He shrugged, plugged the lights in and looked back out the window.

"They work" he smiled, but all I could do was stand there covering my junk.

"Great" I nodded, "now, do you mind?"

I couldn't deny that the guy was super attractive. There was something about handsome young men in work clothes that made me weak, but I was determined to cum at least once today.

He grinned once more and began walking toward my door until he stopped dead and his eyes landed on my bed.

"Oh" he said, covering a laugh, "you're gay".

I gawped at him. My eyes widened to the size of dinner plates. How did he know? Nobody knew, not even my own dad!

"No!" I snapped, my heart slamming.

"Right" he sniggered, "because straight guys love jerking off to gay porn".

I stared from him to my phone where the young man was now being fucked hard in the ass. I closed my eyes and sighed.

"Can you just go, please?" I groaned.

"Yeah" he nodded, continuing his journey, "once you suck my dick".

The words didn't register with me for a moment. I'd misunderstood him, surely. I stared at the back of his head until he reached for the door and closed it. When he turned back to me, his white grin was shining.

"What do you say?" He asked, walking toward me, "it will only take a minute".

I had no words. Was this guy really asking me to suck his dick in my own bedroom? I didn't even know his name, yet I was watching as he unbuttoned his pants and let the crotch hang open.

"Come on" he said, "my old man will think I've fallen out the damn window".

It felt like time had frozen. This was certainly a once in a lifetime opportunity, and perhaps I would have had second thoughts if I hadn't gotten myself to the brink of orgasm just a few moments earlier.

Blinded by my horniness, I did what I never thought I'd do before, and I got to my knees in front of a complete stranger.

"Good lad" he said stiffly, digging his hand into his white underwear, and retrieving a delicious looking cock.

It wasn't ridiculously large, but it was quite thick. He clearly wasn't bothered about grooming, and a thick bush of black pubic hair wrapped all the way around the base of his cock and balls. My mouth fell open.

The young man lifted his drooping cock and rubbed it across my lips. My own dick was now throbbing once more, and as I took his salty tool into my mouth, I grasped my one through my underwear.

"Yeah" he whispered, as he twitched to life on my tongue, "stick your tongue under my foreskin".

I didn't have to be asked twice. I pushed my tongue inside and tasted his wet helmet. Sure, it wasn't as romantic as I might have liked, but sucking this young handyman in my own bedroom was pretty close to perfect.

He grabbed the back of my head and pulled me further down his shaft. I gagged, coughed and spluttered a mouthful of saliva into his pubes, but a moment later, my nose was buried in them, too.

"Yeah, suck that shit" he grunted, his hips thrusting lazily as I choked, "get your nose in there and sniff".

I couldn't sniff. I couldn't even breathe, but his musky stench still poured inside me. My eyes began to water as I gagged on his thick cock.

"Lick my balls" he ordered, dragging his dripping cock from my throat and pushing his heavy sack against my lips.

I did. I lapped at them like I was addicted. They were even saltier than his cock had been, but the taste was driving me crazy.

He let me soak them with my tongue for a while, taking each one into my mouth and twirling it around. He grasped his wet cock, jerking it over my face so that his pre-cum spilled across my eye and cheek. He stared down at me with a smirk on his face.

"Little cock whore, huh?" He grinned, slapping me with his pole, "take off your underpants".

I did. He was making me so horny that I would have done anything at that point. I wasn't usually like this, either. Whatever this guy was doing, it was working, and now I was craving him.

"Show me that cunt" he snarled, shoving me to around and grasping my butt cheek.

He yanked it aside, revealing my smooth hole and a second later he spat and roughly rubbed his finger over it.

"Pull it open" he whispered, digging his fingertip inside me as I winced, "spread it as wide as you can, I'm gonna cum in you".

I considered refusing. I didn't know this guy at all. Yet his words were stern and hot, and so I grabbed my ass cheeks and pulled them apart.

"No, pull open your asshole!" He demanded, dragging my sensitive, pink hole with his thumb.

I gripped my ring with a finger from each hand and squirmed as I tried to pull it open. I hadn't decided before that whether I would be a top or a bottom, but this guy was making up my mind for me.

"Harder!" He spat, "I wanna see your insides".

The thought should have made me sick, but I eagerly obeyed and pried harder. The burn made my cock spill.

"Yeah, keep that pussy open for daddy" he growled, and I listened as he jerked his messy cock behind me.

"Beg me to cum in you, whore" he growled, rubbing his slippery glans against my puckering hole.

"P... Please" I whimpered, "please cum in me!"

"You can do better than that" he whispered, pushing his cock head into my ass and making me gasp.

"Please, I'm begging you" I moaned, "please cum in my hole!"

He only had the tip in, but my hole stretched around it as he rapidly wanked his shaft.

"Fine" he growled.

He sped up. The sound of wet sloshing filled the room, and suddenly I felt it.

His helmet expanded inside me and my rectum began to fill with hot, thick fluid. He gasped and moaned roughly, and a moment later, he rammed his entire cock deep inside me, lubed by his own sperm as he finished in my guts.

I yelped. His hand grasped my mouth and his balls emptied themselves in my bowels as I squirmed.

"Clean it up" he said breathlessly, dragging his spent cock from me.

It wasn't a fuck. It was more of a deposit. I felt used, and violated, but I also never wanted anything as much in my entire life.

I scrambled back around to him, taking his wet, drooling cock into my mouth and tasting my own ass and his sperm on my tongue. I licked and sucked every inch until he pulled it out and inspected it.

"Lick that up" he said, pointing to a string of cum that had gotten trapped in his pubes. I did it, immediately.

"And that" he said, pointing to another splash of cum that had landed on his dirty work-boot.

I leaned forward, my aching butt lifting in the air, and like a dog, I licked his sperm from his boot.

"Now finger your pussy on your bed and make sure you keep that inside you for the rest of the day" he smirked, and stuffed his cock back inside his pants.

I couldn't believe it. I was actually obeying this stranger. I crawled onto my bed, feeling his mess around my butt hole, and slipped my finger inside my ass.

The young man watched me for a moment before laughing to himself and walking toward the door.

"I'll be back when your old man wants the lights down" he told me, "make sure you're ready".

I watched in awe as he left the room, and I knew one thing for sure.

I would most definitely be ready.