chiefconsultant63

What I find amazing is how many vids there are of this scenario as well as pool boy and construction workers. Also amazed that just like the porn vids majority of these men are very good looking. I have had some very handsome men knock on the door and a few I admit have been brief fantasies.....

let the ups guy fuck me in the ass once about a year ago

thank aut17umn, true the videos do have some really hot guys and even a lady plumber. however, i have had some service people who are possibilities. Thanks also cornholejoe...glad to hear the ups guy delivered his package.

[B][I][COLOR=#0000ff][FONT=book antiqua]About 20 years ago I moonlighted as a pizza delivery guy.. I was amazed by some of the officers to get free pizza or for a tip!! The ladies: offering to show their boobs, Hand jobs, Blow jobs, And yes even sex!! There were 4 that knew my schedule and would request that I deliver to them.. I always did my best to deliver!!
The men: being sub bottom guy made for some interesting situations.. Guys coming to the door in nothing but a towel or nude!! Finding me standing there with their semi hard cocks.. me staring at their cock!! Them watching me stair!! Me licking my lips!! Them getting harder!! In those cases they delivered.. and I went about my business freshly fucked to the next delivery!! Good times!![/FONT][/COLOR][/I][/B]

[QUOTE=Tight1-4u;bt10354][B][I][COLOR=#0000ff][FONT=book antiqua]About 20 years ago I moonlighted as a pizza delivery guy.. I was amazed by some of the officers to get free pizza or for a tip!! The ladies: offering to show their boobs, Hand jobs, Blow jobs, And yes even sex!! There were 4 that knew my schedule and would request that I deliver to them.. I always did my best to deliver!!
The men: being sub bottom guy made for some interesting situations.. Guys coming to the door in nothing but a towel or nude!! Finding me standing there with their semi hard cocks.. me staring at their cock!! Them watching me stair!! Me licking my lips!! Them getting harder!! In those cases they delivered.. and I went about my business freshly fucked to the next delivery!! Good times!![/FONT][/COLOR][/I][/B][/QUOTE]


delivered pizzas a long time, the amount of offers was incredible

Amazing Tight and Jazz. I have to start getting pizza delivered. :bigrin:

As a construction worker I have had to occasionally go door to door to let residents know what was about to happen on their street.
I had an attractive young lady answer the door in nothing but a t shirt and panties once. I was working and wasn’t able to pursue anything but couldn’t help but think of the possibilities though.

I initially became aware of my (occasional) mutual attraction to both men and women with the help of my then girlfriend (still a close friend). I still say she knew I was bisexual before I did. She had revealed to me that she was bisexual before we’d begun dating and It was weirdly comforting to share the general notion of even contemplating being with another person of the same gender intimately with one another. We only spoke of it in general terms, not even going with the usual "which male / female celebrity do you find attractive or sexy?"...at least initially. We tended to keep it on a philosophical, academic even somewhat detached level in our earliest discussions. More "conceptual" than anything else. We actually managed to get her a little strip club, lap dance activity and so things became less “conceptual” and more “real world” for her in fairly short order. I remained locked up in my “conceptual and trending toward renewed denial mode” for a while. Then…

One day I had a furnace issue and a guy came to look things over. "Jon" was a hottie. He was cute, nicely built, had a handsome smile, great sandy brownish blonde hair. (Think a more masculine Jon Bon Jovi) He seemed confident but perhaps just a little on the reserved side. He was also one of those "look you in the eye" when he talks to you types. He was totally professional but in a very open and friendly manner. The guy had it going on.

For the first time in my life, I had to admit to myself I was actually kind of attracted to another man specifically...and I was talking to that man...in person. It was real. Not theoretical. I was interacting with another male that I kinda liked and found myself wanting to maybe figure out. It was actually happening...maybe. Do I want to “flirt” with him? Do I want to send him some kind of signal? If so, what the hell kind of signal do I send? Am I really thinking of what he might be like under that uniform? Do I even really care? Really?

Who am I kidding? I was totally turned on by this guy and there was nothing I could do to change this. It was a moment I will never forget. If he'd have indicated to me he was interested in fooling around [I][B]I'd have let him have his way with me right there in the foyer[/B][/I]. We talked as he was inspecting my furnace. First we obviously discussed what he thought the problem might be, based on what I had described to him about the problem I'd experienced. Intentionally staying near him as he went about his inspection, I nervously tried inserting a more friendly tone into our conversation. I asked him personal things like "So are you from around here?" (Yes)" Do you have kids or a family?" (Single) (YIKES!) “You a big sports guy?” (Sorta).
It was the same feeling as talking to woman I was interested in…but not at all. For one thing I had no idea how to change gears and figure out if he was interested at all in guys…especially one particular guy. It was incredibly exciting, frustrating, nerve racking and confusing simultaneously. I could feel myself trying to act casual and not just let words randomly tumble out of my mouth. I have a tendency to do this when under pressure and now was not the time to let this happen. Soooooo I decided to take a quick break and collect my thoughts. I excused myself and went upstairs to quietly call my girlfriend*.

Yep…that’s what I did. I reached out to the woman I was seeing, to get advice on how to flirt with a man I’d like to see…more of…all of…him…I think. She basically counseled me (after getting in a few teasing sexy jabs) to just be myself, upbeat and friendly. Continuing to engage him in conversation, and inquiring more about his personal life would give me a chance to see if any other pertinent information might be unearthed. Maybe he was talented with floral arrangements? Perhaps an interest in women’s fashions? Broadway shows? Assuring her she’d been a big help (NOT) I was signing off as she also suggested I ask for his card or contact info in case there might be any reason to seek his guidance or any reason for a follow up call in the future. Her thoughts were, how he handled this request might tell me how he felt about “your future together” (uncontrolled giggling at this point). This last bit of advice, though offered in less than a confidence inspiring manner, made complete sense. I would ask for his card. No big deal. Perfectly natural thing to do.

I, of course, totally chickened out and did nothing of the sort. The best I could manage was, “Well have a great day…maybe we’ll see each other around” as he left. Being immediately embarrassed for having blurted out this lamest of the lame things to say in such an awkward desperate manner, I just stood there, head down, face in my hands, mumbling to myself “what a dumbass” the moment I’d closed the door.

So yes I HAVE fantasized often about doing it with a particular furnace repair technician, but no I’ve done nothing about it.

J

*Looking back on it, and believe me I have, I should’ve seen to it that he did overhear our conversation. This way he would’ve known what was up and could’ve acted on it or not. Odds were against me anyway, why not put it out there without an upfront embarrassing situation? If he’s not interested he just pretends he didn’t hear anything. Simple solution.

*sigh*

Such a dumbass.

This encounter happened a years ago to me. Like all first time encounters it is pretty well burned into my memory as it's not something I usually do in my work life. In fact he has been the only one to date. [LEFT][COLOR=#222222][FONT="Trebuchet MS"]I am not out to anyone in my friend circle as that's how most of my generation prefers to live their life. I'm 60+ and this customer was 70+ at the time.[/FONT][/COLOR][/LEFT]

I work in the fireplace industry repairing gas fireplaces. Needless to say I get into interesting positions as all stoves are located at floor level. I was fixing a man's fireplace with him watching intently. It was not unusual to be watched as I instruct the owners in what I find as I repair the stove.

After awhile I have a feeling his watching was a little to intent as I caught him rubbing his crotch with his hand spending a little to much time down below. From my position on the floor I could not see any bulge nor was I interested so as to keep my mind on his stove.

Once I was finished I gathered my tools and wrote his invoice. As he is writing his check I caught him glancing at my crotch. Trying to keep things professional I ignored what was happening. He was chatting away about how happy he was to have heat again when he pauses an says "Take it out".

I'm like "What are you talking about"

He goes "I want to see your cock"

"What?"

"I'm gay, it's OK" He replies

I'm thinking as I don't usually mix personal and business. So I ask him "Why, Do you keep secrets?" All while I can feel my cock start to inflate.

He says "Absolutely, I can't tell others around here but I thought I could trust you."

I'm thinking, should I or shouldn't I? So I say to him "Really? So if I tell you my secret I can trust you?"

He was ahead of me as he said "So, you're either gay or bi, which is it, cause I don't really care as long as I get to see what's in your pants."

So I tell him I'm bi and I have a FWB back home. Also that he is ok if I see someone else as long as I tell him the detials about it. It adds to our pleasure when we're together.

So I stand in front of him to let him unzip my jeans. I swear he was drewling as he started to reach inside my pants. It got to be difficult as I was stiff by now. So I took over to pull my cock out for him to see.

He said "Can I taste it?" Well, in for a penny, in for a pound" I thought not really knowing where this may go.

"Sure, why not" I said

Well, he very gently started licking and circling my cockhead. I'm thinking by now, OMG, this man is talented. What I didn't see him doing as my eyes were closed enjoying the feeling was he had removed his sweat pants to play with his cock. He is thoroughly enjoying himself as I am enjoying his talents. I can feel myself building up as that all to familiar tingling in my balls is letting me know it's time to go. Being I don't know his preferences I let him know I'm going to cum. He briefly says OK. As I cum he sucked harder, faster then slower and slower cleaning off my now deflating cock.

He say's good timing as I open my eyes to see him jack off his cum onto the tile floor. As he finishes his release I'm asked how soon I can return for a repeat. I told him anytime I'm close by.

Our encounters became a regular thing of the next few months. Unfortunately, due to a heart attack he moved stopping our playdates. I miss him to this day.

Bummer!