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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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There are few things more miserable or stressful than moving house, but this proved to be a far more enjoyable experience than normal.
My wife and I had agreed to get in a company to do all the heavy lifting so we could sit back and take it easy, and they arrived early in the morning ready to start.
I don't normally take much notice of guys, but the lead worker, Jon, was a tall black guy who clearly spent a lot of time exercising. He had one of those electric personalities and was hard to ignore, no matter how strange it felt.
Soon my wife and the kids were off to the new place to get settled in, and I stayed back to help with the tidy up. Not long after the removal guys were all on their way too, and I longingly gazed after Jon in his tight polo shirt and shorts.
I sneaked off to the toilet to post on Fab: "Wish the removal guy in house at moment was on Fab. The things I'd let him do to me with those strong hands! What a body!"
Within 10 minutes I had a private message waiting for me and my heart stopped. It simply read: "I am. And I'll be back in 5 minutes to help ;o)"
Shit. A slightly erotic, taboo fantasy and suddenly turned into something altogether different. I waited, heart in mouth, not knowing what to do, when suddenly the doorbell went, and there he was.
I let him in, suddenly terrified. He grabbed me, his muscular arms pulling me to him with ease. "Get on your knees. Now."
Head in a spin, with little idea how I'd got to this point, his cock was being unleashed from his shorts. It was big, it was thick, it was stunning, and suddenly it was in my mouth and I was kissing, licking and sucking like a man in a dream.
I was dizzy with the thrill. "What's your wife's name?" he said. "Nicole" I answered between loving longing licks. He tutted: "Wrong answer!" And grabbed my head firmly in his strong hands, thrusting his cock deep into my throat. "Try again" he grinned. I gasped and said: "I don't know, it doesn't matter" I sighed.
"Good boy" he nodded. "Don't worry, the boys will look after her for you, you're mine now anyway". And I agreed, as I lovingly lunged again at his cock, eager to have every inch in my mouth.
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