Caught Jerking by the Maintenance Guy

Since I could remember, I’ve always fantasized about being walked in on. I remember beating my dick so hard in the next room as a painter colored the walls of my bedroom in my parents’ house when I was just a teenager. The way the cum erupted from my hard dick, spiting all over the hardwood floors as he stroked up and down the walls. I wanted it to happen, I wanted him to hearmy moans and walk into the next room and pull out his big black dick and stroke it with me, and cum everywhere but he didn’t. He just continued to paint. I had often dreamed about my stepdad walking in and seeing me lubed up at my computer desk with my underwear around my ankles, but I was always too scared and never had the balls to do it even back then.

Fast forward to February 2022. My apartment development sent out their annual notice that they would need to do maintenance in each apartment in preparation for the winter. They advised that the maintenance crew would be coming into apartments regardless of whether or not you were home, so we needed to leave the chain off the door. Their notification indicated what day of the week the maintenance staff would be coming to each section of the development, but they are careful about not indicating specific times…this works to my favor. I search here at SoloTouch,  and vid sites for days trying to find amateur stories or videos of being “caught” (there’s an awesome video with the Amazon guy and another about the Maintenance guy clearing leaves while watching a white dude stroke for like 30 minutes).  

Anyway, due to COVID, I work remotely. This is the perfect situation to ensure that I get caught by the Maintenance guy with my legs spread wide open, caressing my long thick meat. My apartment complex’s notice indicates that they will come to my area onMonday. Leading up to Monday, I set up the scene. I charge my noise cancelling Bose headphones. I make sure I have the So-Low lotion waiting on the table. I pick out specific boxer briefs, a t-shirt, and I even make sure that my place is spotless. I beat off multiple times just thinking about which Maintenance guy will walk in. 4 out of 5 of them are the masculine Puerto Rican type. The scent of “man,” musk, and grit always permeates when they come to fix something. That smell always makes me imagine them, with a sweaty stiff dick in hand, on my couch, massaging their dick heads and then their shafts down to the base before they bust a nut right there for me to lick up before busting one right there with them. This one Maintenance guy, I’ll call “A” does it for me every time. Just the thought of seeing his solid hard “Johnson” makes me pre-cum, and I wouldn’t mind him watch me, spew my blazing hot nut all over my chest right before his eyes.

Monday gets here and it’s 8 am. I play over and over in my head where I want to get caught. At first, I think the bed in my room is a good option but rule that out because what if he doesn’t get that far in my house. I finally decide on my office because he would get a clear view when opening my front door. I play different scenarios in my head about what I should say to pretend I didn’t know he would be there and then I popped a Viagra and take a couple shots of tequila in case my nerves get to me.

I’m all horned up and throbbing. I’m ready to bust. The pre-cum is drooling through my underwear. By this time, it’s 9:14am and I start edging myself while sitting on the loveseat in my office. I’m trying my hardest to make sure not to jizz everywhere because post-nut clarity could get the best of me and then I wouldn’t have the balls to do this whole thing. I completely remove my boxer-briefs from around my legs so that there is no turning back. I’m taking long slow strokes of my dick, up and down and adding more So-Low to my hand. It feels so fucking-good and by this time the tequila and Viagra are both doing their job. I’m moaning softly, feeling my breath quiver as I go faster and faster and then stop. My headphones are on my head but not completely on myears so that I can hear if the doorbell rings. I do this so that I can put the headphones over my ears right before he walks in. I set up a porn video on my phone, some flick that I have saved so that it can be blaring in my ears.

The time is 9:38am and I hear a truck pull up and turn off its motor from where I’m sitting on the loveseat. I peek out the window and see the Maintenance man close the door of his truck. It’s not “A” but it is another Maintenance guy with a slightly thicker frame and Latino.

My heart starts to race a bit as I move from the blinds while hearing his footsteps as he walks up to my apartment door. I take a deep breath and close my eyes, slide my headphones over my ears and press play on the porn video (in retro – I wish I would have had it playing on the tv in my office, but I digress).

He rings the doorbell and then rings it again. By this time, I’m rock hard and stroking my hard 7-inches, veins raging with my balls ready to release. A few seconds pass and I can hear the key unlocking the door. “It’s happening, this shit is really fucking happening,” I think to myself as I’m sitting there with my phone in my right hand and my dick wrapped in my left hand going up and down in circular motions. 

I refused to open my eyes, but I can hear the door opening. The door is slightly opened and then a little more.     

“Maintenance,” he says as I look over and see him entering my apartment. He just stands there “still” watching me stroke my hard-on as he closes the front door. “We sent a notice,” he says as I continue to grip my dick, sliding my hand up and down the shaft. “We sent a notice about the yearly maintenance, and that we were coming today,” he says while still watching me punish my dick.

I act shocked. “Sorry. Sorry. I’ve been away,” I say and try to apologize while trying to find the boxer briefs, I had kicked to the side while immersed in pleasure. “I need to get to the Maintenance Closet,” he says standing there with his eyes lasar focused on my crotch before walking past me and to garage. He goes to the Maintenance closet for a few minutes and then returns.

I say, “Sorry man, I was just really horny, and I’ve been away and didn’t see the notice,” while still sitting on the loveseat with mydick in my hand trying to pretend to cover up as much possible but making sure that he could still see that rock hard dick ready to spunk between my legs.

He smiles or maybe it was a smirk, “Yeah, we sent a notice a few weeks ago,” he says while looking me directly in the eyes and then down again at my crotch. He leaves and when the door does finally shut, I lather my hand with more So-Low, pull my underwear down and beat my dick feverously thinking about what just happened. Cum shoots everywhere and I can feel myballs pulsating as they empty. I wish I had recorded it but I can’t wait to do that shit again, maybe next time with my fleshlight, maybe next time with the cable guy, and maybe one of these times someone will join in.