“Some People Collect Stamps…” (Part Tw

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“Some People Collect Stamps…” (Part TwI’m still working (even though I probably could retire). I work as a machinist in a small shop that makes specialty parts for a start-up company who makes a variety of items. It’s noisy in the shop, so I’m basically isolated from the others that work there due to the need for ear protection. On my breaks, I check my messages to see if I have any glory hole visitors later in the evening when I’m home; and, usually, I have at least one, and sometimes two that want me to suck down a load of their cum! Seeing even only one such message excites the hell out of me, and makes me anxious for the day to be over with so I can run home!At work, during break, I’ve been asked if I have any hobbies. “I love Bass fishing!” One of my fellow machinists has said. “I love duck hunting,” another will chip in. “Me?” Another will say. “I collect stamps!” The other guys laughed at him for that! “You collect stamps? Really? What kind of hobby is that? A k** does that shit!” Some of the others said, teasing him. When asked what I do for a hobby, I just shrug my shoulders and say “I don’t really have a hobby.” Of course, I actually do have a hobby, but I could never really tell any of them what it entails! “You must lead a boring-ass life, man!” They will say; and I just shrug my shoulders again, but inside, I’m excited to get home and get a nice cock in my mouth, and finish up with a nice, BIG load of hot, fresh cum!That day, I found three texts, from three different guys, each who had been to my glory hole before, and each hoping to get a blow job from me! Nick, Thomas, and Roger. güvenilir bahis I hurriedly set up a time for each one that same evening, with a half an hour in between (I was particularly hungry for a lot of hot cum that night)! When I got home from work, I hurriedly showered, grabbed a quick bite to eat, and by the time I had gone out to my garage, where I’d set up my glory hole (by way of the side door), I heard the side gate to the back yard opening and closing. Nick was my first cock of the night!Nick was a lawyer, as well as married! But he loved the way I sucked his cock, so about once every other week, or so, he’d stop by on his way home from his law office for a draining! Nick has a pretty nice cock, though not long by what I tend to prefer, his six inches of erection was fun to suck on (and, even though he had a small-ish cock, he had BIG loads)!”Hey,” he said as he closed the door behind him.I didn’t respond. I rarely spoke to my visitors. I liked the mystery and anonymity that tended to create around the whole experience! I heard his zipping unzipping, and then his belt, and through the three inch round glory hole, I watched with eager anticipation as he inserted his cock, and then his balls, that hung down over the lower lip of the hope invitingly! Without any hesitation, I reached out and took his balls in one hand, and holding on to them somewhat firmly, I began sucking his half erect cock…which almost immediately after being inside my mouth, was fully erect! I knew that Nick didn’t have a lot of extra time on his hands, so I concentrated on giving him a fast, and urgent cock sucking…the türkçe bahis result of which was a huge load of hot cum; and I kept his cock in my mouth as he pumped it down my throat in powerful jets of orgasmic release!”Oh—FUCKYESSSS!!!” I could hear Nick saying, again, and again, and again….until he was completely and utterly drained of every last drop of his cum; and then, and only then, the did I let his cock slip out of my mouth, and let go of his balls.”Wow!” He said, still breathing heavily. “That was SO GOOD!! THANKS! I really needed that today!””No problem!” I replied. As I said, I rarely speak to these other guys, but in the case of a few (Amal being one, and Nick, too…ocassionally), I made an exception! “Hard day at the office?” I added, somewhat jokingly.”It was the shits!” He replied. “But THIS”, by which he was referring to the blow job I’d just given him, “makes up for a lot of it, though!””That’s good!” I said, feeling very pleased with that. Nick had a nice cock. He had BIG loads of cum. True, he was married, but…well, ‘so fucking what if he is’, I thought. What’s 10cc’s of cum? There’d be more where that came from soon enough! His wife wouldn’t miss it, or probably not!”Thanks for everything!” I heard Nick saying as he zipped up his dress slacks and prepared to leave.”Any time!” I replied. “Seriously! Any time. Just text ahead of time.””I sure will,” he said, and then he left.I looked at the clock on the wall of the garage and saw that I had about thirty five minuets before my next glory hole patron, Thomas, arrived. So I hurried up and did the few dishes let from güvenilir bahis siteleri my quick dinner. Then I went back out to the garage and waited. I checked my messages again to see if I had any; or if Thomas had had to cancel on me for some reason (which did happen, from time to time, with some of my patrons), but there was nothing.Then, as I was setting my phone down, I hear the quiet clank of the fence gate latch, and I felt my heart beat increase with the anticipation of yet another nice blow job ahead of me!Sure enough, it was Thomas, a pastor (if you can believe it) of a fairly well know local ‘mega-church.’ He had been coming to my glory hole almost longer than any of the other guys. His wife suffered from a sever case of MS. They hadn’t had sex in over 25 years, and eventually, out of desperation, he’d somehow come across my on-line posting, and after his very first visit to me, he’d been a ‘regular’ ever since! I wasn’t religious myself, but I didn’t think any less of him for being so himself! Nor did I view his as hypocrite for frequenting a glory hole! Others in his church would have, but I understood that he had ‘needs’, and needs he could no longer find any other outlet for! The way he regarded coming here was, that at least he wasn’t ‘cheating’ on his wife with ‘another WOMAN!’ That he was having sex with another guy, to him, somehow made it ‘better!’ It was all rationalization, of course, but I wasn’t going encourage him to think of it like that! I wanted his cum, after all!I could hear the side door open, then quietly close. Then I heard the sound of a zipper, as well as a belt buckle clanking slightly as it feel to the cement floor. After that—I watched as Thomas inserted his needy cock and ballsthrough the glory hole and…I’ll go into the proper details on what came next in the next installment. Sorry!

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