Thick as a Cucumber by Mike Clark
This story is a work of fiction. It contains scenes of sex involving two adult men. It was written by an adult and not intended for minors.
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I like thick cocks. I love a nice thick bone that I can barely wrap my lips around. I love the idea of a cock that just fills my entire mouth (and throat....and ass). I guess you could call me a cockhound - or maybe just a cockslut.
I live on my own in an apartment building that has about 50 units. People know me as a generally friendly guy but I keep to myself. I don't think anyone knows I'm gay, although I've put the vibe out to nearly all the attractive men in my building - I would love to have a neighbor that I could fuck around with occasionally. But, I haven't found that guy yet.
I had been having trouble with my plumbing. My bathtub, despite all of my efforts, wasn't draining properly. I called our super, but even his skills couldn't take care of the problem - so he suggested I call a plumber. It would be paid for by the building, but I could schedule the appointment at my convenience. I stayed home from work so I could get him there as soon as possible - he was available on a Wednesday morning - after that he wouldn't be available until Saturday, and I couldn't wait that long.
About 9:30 in the morning I get a knock on my door. I open it, and what I see immediately gets my imagination going. There is the plumber, Dan, standing at my door. He is something to see. He's tall, stocky, with a great face and a nice, solid body. He's wearing a khaki colored shirt and matching shorts...and it's the shorts that are driving me wild. They're not too tight, but his cock looks monstrous. It's just sitting there, dangling down his left leg (he dresses left apparently) and it looks thick and meaty. My mouth is watering.
I'm only wearing a tshirt and athletic shorts, so the fact that my dick is already quivering makes me nervous. But, that's the game - and I love to play "let's see if this other hot guy notices my growing cock" anyway.
We exchange a brief "hello" and a handshake (no indication of interest yet) before I lead him into the bathroom. He fiddles with the knobs and runs the water, watching it head slowly down the drain. He shrugs his shoulders. "I'll probably have to check the pipes in the basement. Is the super here?"
Opportunity..."No, but I can let you in - we all have a key." Nice. The basement is known to be extremely quiet and lonely during the day.
We head down the stairwell to the basement door. He's following me and my mind is racing. I open the door and the lights are off - no one is here (why would they be? It's the middle of a workday!). There's not much in the basement except a washer, dryer, and storage cages for the units. There's a maze of electrical wiring and water pipes all around the walls and ceiling.
Dan moves around until he finds the pipes that presumably lead up to my tub on the first floor. He takes a wrench from his toolbox and wraps on the pipe in various places, listening for something. He shrugs again.
"Nope, nothing wrong down here - my best guess is you just need some Drano."
"But I've used nearly everything I can find at the store - nothing's worked so far."
"Well, I might have something that can plow into that hole better than what you have."
Needless to say, I caught the entendre and was hoping he intended it.
I smiled slightly and brushed my cock ever so subtly...I hoped he would notice. "What do you have?"
He grinned at me with what I took to be a knowing glance. He laughed a little. "I figured you wanted it."
"Wanted what?"
"This." And with that he unzipped his shorts and let loose his cock. It was a monster...it looked like a fucking cucumber. It was probably about 8" long, but my god was it thick. It might have been thicker than a cucumber, but that's about all I can compare it to. It looked like it would hardly fit in my mouth - but I was going to try.
I threw myself on my knees and moved toward him. I lowered my head and gently started kissing the head - it was still flaccid but quivering and pulsing as it started to grow. I gently placed the head in my mouth and began massaging it with my tongue and lips. He started breathing heavily and placed his hand on my head, guiding me as I began to suck.
Very soon his cock started getting rock hard. I began to suck harder and deeper - wanting his cock to fill my mouth and throat. It was a gorgeous dick...I was loving this. Here I was, on my knees with a giant thick cock being pushed down my throat...I was in heaven!
He put both hands on my head and started working his massive tool in and out of my mouth with a sensuous rhythm. I simply placed my hands on his ass and let him slide in and out of my lips as he pleased. This must have gone on for at least ten straight minutes. Then, suddenly, he pulled out and pulled me up from the floor.
He turned me around and tore my shorts down to my ankles. I looked behind me to see him whipping a condom out of his pocket and opening it. I couldn't have been more excited. If this guy fucked anywhere near as good as I thought he could I was in for a treat. He pushed me forward so that I was bending over. I spread my legs and grabbed onto the nearest storage cage that was right in front of me. He bent down and began to rim my ass. His tongue felt as strong as his cock - slobbering all over my ass lips and penetrating my hole forcefully. Then he stood up again. I closed my eyes and waited.
I felt the tip of his cock touching my hole. "Fuck me, " I said, as if he needed coaching. He gripped my hips as I held onto the cage and started to slide his thick tool inside of my hot wet hole. I shuddered at the thickness of his cock but was loving it. I began to moan loudly as he pushed his cock further and further inside me. Once he got all the way in, and his legs were touching mine, that's when he really started showing me how to get fucked.
I was gripping the cage with all my might as Dan started fucking my ass like no one else. He kept up a slow but steady rhythm of rocking his hips and plunging his cock deep into me - making me take every inch with every thrust...the feeling was incredible. I ripped my shirt off and was now naked except for my socks and shoes. My dick was rock solid and wagging along with the rhythm of the fucking. Dan said nearly nothing at all, just kept plowing me slow and steady for what seemed like an eternity. I came without the aid of any stimulation and shot my wad all over someone's luggage - no need to worry about that now...
Finally Dan stopped and yanked his cock out of my ass with a pop. I heard him yank off his condom and toss it on the floor. Before I could think I felt his massive load being ejected all over my ass and back. It was so, so sexy that I came a little bit again. My ass felt like it had been completely dominated - and I loved it.
I turned around and knelt down again to swallow his cock. I sucked it clean and massaged his balls with my mouth. He simply closed his eyes and let me do my work.
We didn't say much afterwards, just did a brisk clean-up, got dressed and presentable, and made our way back to my apartment. He did end up fixing the drain for me the following week and fucking me senseless again (I called in sick at work - probably the best sick day I ever had). Whenever I have a plumbing problem, or an itch for a thick cock, I call the company. They know me now, and I think they know what's going on. But, they don't seem to mind. Perhaps Dan is known at work as a man who can really use his cock - and is that wrong? Not at all.