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Jackin' Construction Guy

Posted by: SoloTouchArchive Author: admin Posted on: 01 Sep 2002 1 comments
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by Joe I work on a construction crew. I am happily married and aside form appreciating the way some men look, I considered myself to be nearly straight, until a few years ago. One day I suddenly developed this overwhelming urge to have sex with another guy. Out of respect to my wife, I let my thought remain in my head and chose not to act on it. The truth is that I was scared as shit if what I was feeling and guilty for thinking it. I went on like that for three years. Even though I didn't have sex with another guy, I jacked off regularly imagining what it would be like. I work with some other hot looking built construction guys and had to work hard at not being obvious in my desire to strip them and do it right there. But I must be a good actor because I was able to hide it. Rarely, I found a need to work on a Saturday or Sunday to get caught up if we fell behind due to weather, a delayed delivery or whatever. One such day, I headed to the job site. I wore my usual summer uniform of blue jean cutoffs, no underwear, white gyms socks, and hiking boots. I have a good body and am an exhibitionist so being underdressed or undressed doesn't bother me. I was alone. I was doing some work up on the roof of a house that backed up to woods. It was a two story with basement so I was three floors off the ground. I had to piss and decided it would be a hassle to go all the way to the portable toilet near the road. I unzipped and pulled out my dick and let it fly down to the ground. Standing there exposed in the sun made me horny (almost everything makes me horny) and I decided to take a break and jack off. The house was in a culdesac and so high up and surrounded by trees that there was no chance anyone would hear me. I took off my cutoffs and laid them on the roof and then sat on them and laid back nude in the sun. I have a very small cock that is only about an inch and half in length soft and gets 4" hard. Just as I was starting to enjoy the peace and the warmth of the sun on my big balls, a small plane flew low overhead. I didn't skip a beat and figured whoever it was had so much to see that they wouldn't see me. The plane made a wide turn and was passing back over, but even lower. I just kept on jacking. It made one more loop and then moved on. It had gotten me really hard and dripping to think that I had put on a show for whoever was up there. I was so excited that I could have cum but I took my hands off my dick and decided to play with my nipples for a minute. After my cock stopped twitching on its own, I took hold again and began stroking it. Pre-cum was leaking and I was feeling great. I tugged on my lowhanging balls and that made my dick react again and more fluid appeared at my piss slit. Just then I hear a door slam and another guy on my crew yelled out, "Hey Joe, where are you?" I hollered back to him that I was up on the roof. Shit. Here I was hard and dripping, no underwear to conceal it, and my buddy was here. I stood up and jacked for all I was worth. Unlike my usual desire for a slow stroke session, my mission was to let the cum fly as quickly as possible. I was at the edge of the roof pulling up my shorts and jacking. I came and it was so intense I wanted to scream. Ropes of hot white cum flew down to the ground. I had just zipped up when Tony's head popped into sight. One of the benefits of having a really small penis is that it's easier to hide my excitement than it is for a hung guy. I don't think Tony caught on, but I noticed a few minutes later I had a large wet spot where cum had soaked into my cutoffs. By then Tony was in the house working on something else. The thought of that close call and my secret attraction to Tony gave me another hardon. I couldn't take the chance on whipping it out this time so just had to go about my work. I was up on the roof for another hour and then had to head home. I got down and found Tony in the kitchen under the kitchen sink with his legs spread and a full basket filling out his cutoffs. I could just see the edge of one of his balls where his boxers were loose on his thigh. I had to get out of there before he knew how hot he was making me.