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Polish Painter

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Never would have dreamed this.


Out on site, having to look over a job that a problem had occured.

As I stepped through the front door, I spotted this vision. He was busy painting away, I asked where the site foreman was in broken english, he gestured me to go up stairs. Passing by him on the stairs I could smell his sweet scent.

I did what I needed to do talking away to the foreman re the fault. All the time keeping my position so I could get a glimpse of this gorgeous man.

He kept looking towards me giving me the occasional smile.

As I went past him again I slipped my business card into his front bib and brace pouch, saying to him give me a call. As I did this I felt his cock with the back of my fingers, he was hard or it was one big tool.

I went away with a big smile on my face, hoping that he was going to make the call. No sooner had I got in to my car I received a text asking when and where. My heart was now racing I wanted to rush back in and snog him there on the stairs, not caring if anyone was looking.

I texted him back and asked if we could meet later, the quick response said sure come back here at 5.30. Of course the answer was yes.

5.30 came round so slow my mind all over the place so nervous if it could be a set up and I to be made a fool of in front of his mates. It was a chance I had to take. Take it I did. As I pulled up to the house he was waiting in the door way. He explained that he had the key as he was to open up for the lads the next day as the foreman was off. My luck was in.

Off we went and up stairs to the living room. It was a very awkward moment not knowing who was to make the first move. Then without a sound he dropped his bib and brace to the floor. He was completely naked. I moved forward and held his tool it was raging hard and I wanked him ever so slowly. No words were spoken. My own cock was pressing so tight against my trousers I just wanted to burst. But my sole mission was to pleasure my new find. This quiet handsome man.

I slowly jerked him enjoying all that I had in my hand. It was a fantastic nine inches. So much bigger and thicker than my own. There was no envy. As I had his right there. I wanked it faster and faster and he started to moan deeply. I knew he was close as he moved his hand to slow me down. I wanted to be so selfish and wank harder as I wanted to see him spunk all over. I did as he wanted and took my time. His breath got deeper and deeper I knew then he was gonna explode. Fuck he did he covered my trousers and my hand. I licked the spunk from my hand. My heart still racing I did not know what to do next. I cleaned myself up. Leant over and kissed him. He held the back of my neck and kissed me so passionately. I have never been kissed like that before, his tool was still at that point hard and pressing against me.

As I left I asked if we could meet again.

Oh yes he said I want to do that again and soon.

So we are to meet again on Friday.



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