This story happened a few years ago, and I still think about it to this day. A little bit of background on me, I’m not a very flamboyant gay at all. For the most part, people can’t tell that I’m gay, which helps a lot when you like those masculine, hairy daddies in construction.
During my time in college while I was studying civil engineering, I was able to land myself a job as an intern working closely with a concrete crew. Now, when I was introduced to them on my first or second day, I was immediately star-struck by two of them. One was a bigger man with a black beard and thick black hair, who I later found out was actually around my age at the time. The other was a hot daddy bear who was white and Latino mix. This guy had the most gorgeous blonde beard I had ever seen; his face and eyes were strikingly handsome, and the hat on his head made my mouth water.
The khakis he wore were smeared with dirt, turning me on even more. As the internship went on and I interacted with them more, I was able to get to know the hot daddy bear a little better. His name was John, and he’d been working in concrete for about 8 years now. Every time I talked to him, my heart fluttered. I stared at his strong, hairy arms and legs, trying my hardest not to look at his crotch too much or make it too obvious. Although I think he noticed because he was smirking a lot with the attention I was giving him.
Eventually, the internship was coming to a close, and at that point, I’d pretty much talked to everyone on the crew and was pretty friendly with them. I was very sad that I wouldn’t get to see the handsome daddies in the crew anymore. Much to my surprise, though, they all invited me to grab drinks, literally felt my heart jump out of my chest when this happened. I’m not sure why they didn’t call it happy hour, but it was just that. Only a few of them went, but most importantly, the hot mixed daddy was there.
I strategically positioned myself next to him, although the entire group that came with me were very hot and I wouldn’t have minded being used by all of them. One had a goatee, but he had that sexy dad bod and energy, another had more of a 5 o’clock shadow, which was still very hot. They all were hot construction men and I basked fully in all of that. We talked for a bit about what I planned on doing after this internship, and how college was going.
Of course the topic of sex came up and they asked me if I’d fuck any girls yet, reminiscing about the hookups and fun that they had when they were my age. Obviously, this put me in a bit of a tough spot since I didn’t tell any of them I was gay, but I thought, who cares, I might never see them again so I let them know I actually liked man meat. A few chuckled at this, but ultimately they were pretty chill about it.
They asked me a bunch of questions, but the one I remember the most and turned me on the most was when they talked about sex frequency. They said that their girlfriends and wives weren’t always up for having sex as much as they wished. They wondered if gay guys were different and if we fucked a lot more. Which I didn’t have a ton of experience with, but I just told them what I heard and knew.
Eventually, the group died down and it just became me and the hot dad. He was a few beers in and started to put his hand on my shoulder as if I was his “bro”, making my cock become incredibly hard at his manly touch. He began asking me very personal questions, things like have I given head before, how many times I’ve done it, how does cum taste, do I swallow or not….. All questions that I answered for him. Then the next thing I knew he asked me if I wanted more practice and that we should get out of here. I remember his smile and blonde beard when he asked me that and the feeling of butterflies in my stomach when it happened.
He led me out to his car and told me to jump in and that he “knew a spot”. He drove around while placing his hand on my thigh, making me hard. He noticed this and smirked again, grabbing my hand and putting it on his sweaty crotch. I began using my hands to rub on his dirty khakis and soon I felt his cock begin to grow, surprising me as it continued growing to become a girthy almost 7.5 inch cock. He found a secluded little parking lot for a park and turned off the car.
He unzipped his pants, and his grey underwear had a wet spot there. I rubbed my small hands across the wet spot and continued playing with his cock through his underwear, growing the wet spot. He moaned a bit at my touch and leaned his head back while I played with his member. I noticed his cock yearning to free itself and before long his rough hands took his underwear off, out came his cock in full glory. It had a great mushroom tipped head and curved slightly upward. It was mesmerizing for me.
He saw my mouth water as I stared at it in awe, without even telling me what he wanted from me I already knew what we both wished for. I began using my tongue to lick his tip, swallowing the salty precum that oozed from it. I then closed my mouth around his cock and began sucking on it, bobbing my head up and down on his thick cock. This must’ve felt good for him, as I heard him begin to moan softly above me. I swirled my tongue on his mushroom head, sending him jolts of pleasure each time.
Although I was focused on his cock I noticed he had a nice set of heavy balls, which drew my attention quickly and I fondly remember him nodding and permitting me to play with them. I licked and sucked on his balls lightly, making sure that what I did felt good for him. Eventually, I started working on his shaft, licking it up and down.
All this teasing was a little too much for him though and he grabbed my head with his rough construction hands and began using my mouth to his hearts desire. He began thrusting his hips into me, forcing his entire 7.5 cock down my tight throat. He moaned every time he thrusted into my throat as it squeezed around his hard tool.
I began moaning and gagging on his cock as it penetrated my throat, exploring it’s depth and tightness. Before too long a pool of my own drool was forming around my mouth, dripping down to his pubes. He began fucking me even harder, essentially face fucking me at this point. Using my mouth as a means to get himself off.
I felt his massive balls tighten up and knew that he was about to shoot. With a load roar, his hard cock began throbbing, unloading rope after rope of cum down my throat. I realized that I had to swallow quickly as the volume of each jet of cum was massive. Even though I did my best to swallow quickly, he still blew too big of load and some of it oozed out of my mouth, dripping off my chin. He continued emptying his balls into my mouth, and finally, it slowed down. He pulled his cock out of my throat, and the last few spurts of his cum landed on my tongue, which I diligently swallowed.
I cleaned up his crotch and lapped up any of the cum that I wasn’t able to swallow. He laughed and said that was great before driving me back to my car and both of us going our separate ways, not before him giving me his number though. We had a lot more fun that summer…. Let’s just say my ass was another tool in his toolbelt for a while.