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Hey, Iâm Tyler. Itâs been ages since I shared any of my life in this subreddit. You guys might know me from this story that my friend Carter wrote about us: Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Coming Out | Coming Out - Part 2 | Coming Out - Part 3
My life has changed a ton in the past year. I finally got my dream job. I visited my long distance boyfriend for the first time. I had my life on track. Then my horrible luck decided to screw me over once again. I busted my hand really bad and had to quit my security job. The stress of a long distance relationship was just too much and my boyfriend and I broke up. I was suddenly back to where I was a few years ago⌠single and miserable.
I spent a few months feeling sorry for myself before something in me finally snapped. I decided that I wasnât going to stress about trying to find love. I was just going to get out and have some fun while I was single.
This is the first story in a series about the hookups that Iâve had over the past year.
Nicholas The Mechanic After quitting my security job I was desperate for work. I hunted for a few weeks before finally finding a small mechanicâs shop near my place that was hiring. The owner was a real jackass who Iâm pretty sure was using the place to launder cash, but the mechanic was a really nice guy named Nicholas.
Nicholas was a bit older than me, probably 24 or so. He was fairly tall and even though he looked scrawny, he clearly had muscle because he lifted heavy parts like they were nothing. Nicholas and I hit it off right away. My first official day working I showed up to find a coffee waiting for me. âThought you might need a little caffeine.â Nicholas shouted at me from underneath a Vauxhall. âPair your phone with the stereo over there and put on some classic rock.â He instructed. We spent the rest of the day working our asses off and getting to know one another.
By the time I left that night I was covered and grease and oil and had a smile plastered on my face. We grew friendlier over the next week or so. One Friday night after work I asked Nicholas if heâd like to come back to my place for a beer. He gladly accepted.
My flat was only a short walk from the mechanic shop, but Nicholas hopped on his motorcycle and motioned for me to hop on with him. I slid behind him on the bike and he pulled out onto the street. I gave him directions and he took off down the street. Iâm not sure if it was the vibrations of the engine or being so close to another guy, but I got hard almost instantly. Luckily the ride only took a few minutes and I donât think that he noticed.
He pulled up in front of my flat and I quickly hopped off and adjusted myself before he could notice. âIâll grab the beers and meet you in the garden?â I nodded towards the gate. Nicholas nodded and I ran inside and grabbed a pair of beers and met him in the garden.
We slumped into the lawn chairs and cracked the beers. âThis is a nice place, you live here yourself?â He asked.
âNah, I live here with my gran but sheâs away for a few weeks.â I explained. He nodded. âGuess that explains all the flowers.â My gran loved gardening and always kept her flowerbeds immaculate.
âYea..â I chuckled. We spent the next hour getting to know one another even more while killing off all the beers I had in the fridge.
âShit, you gotta let me buy us pizza for dinner. I feel bad for drinking all your beers.â Nicholas surveyed the empties strewn around us.
âPlace across the street has decent pizza and beer.â
He hopped up and headed for the gate. âWhat kind do you want?â
âSurprise me.â Iâm actually a pretty picky eater but for some reason I get really nervous when people ask me what I want so I just tell them to surprise me. âIâm gonna hop in the shower while youâre grabbing food.â
I spent a solid 15 minutes in the shower washing off the grease and grime from the day. When I was finally clean I stepped out and looked at myself in the mirror. Iâm blessed with a super high metabolism so I have almost no body fat. I also trim off what little body hair I have.
My dick was still a little excited from earlier. I tossed on some tight boxer briefs to help conceal it before throwing on a pair of sweatpants and a tshirt. Just as I was about to step out of the bathroom I heard the back door open. âHey, Iâm back with the pizza.â
I headed to the kitchen to find a grinning Nicholas holding two boxes of pizza and a 6pack. âWant to watch TV while we eat?â I motioned to the couch.
âI got you a sausage. Hopefully thatâs ok?â He handed me one of the boxes. That was actually my favorite. âMind if I get cleaned up before I eat?â Nicholas was looking at his grease covered hands.
âGo for it.â I pointed out the bathroom before grabbing a plate of pizza and settling in on the couch. I was surprised when I heard the shower turn on. I thought he was just going to wash his hands.
My dick twitched in my sweats. He was naked in my house... Probably covered in soap suds⌠The bulge was straining against the boxer briefs. I reached down and slid it up. That was the invitation it needed to get fully hard.
The shower turned off and I quickly slid my plate of pizza onto my lap to hide my excitement. Nicholas emerged a minute later wearing a pair of shorts and a muscle t-shirt. He must have read the confusion on my face. âI keep a set of workout clothes in my bike in case I want to swing by the gym after work.â
I was so used to seeing him in long sleeve shirts, jeans and boots that suddenly seeing him wearing so little was a bit of a shock. He grabbed his food and joined me on the couch. I turned on the TV and tried to not make it obvious that I was glancing at him.
Nicholasâ mop of dark hair was still wet. Drops of water were falling down onto his shoulders. Even though he didnât have broad shoulders, his arms were larger than they appeared in his long sleeve shirts. His skin was so pale it almost glowed. I guess he spent all his time working and didnât get much of a chance to get out in the sun. I could see his muscles rippling under the pale skin every time he lifted a slice of pizza to his mouth.
He reached up and scratched the back of his head revealing his damp armpit to me. His bicep and tricep flexed as he scratched and I suddenly realized I was staring. He seemed to notice at the same time and panic flooded over me.
âYou⌠uh work out often?â That was a reasonable thing to say to explain why you were checking out a dudeâs muscles right?
âNah, not as often as Iâd like, but working at the shop is basically a workout.â
âYeah, I know what you mean. Iâve been sore as hell this past week.â
He was halfway through his first slice when he asked, âSo whatâs with that mask hanging in your bathroom?â
Oh fuck. Iâd left my pup mask hanging out to dry after washing it last night. My brain went into overdrive trying to come up with some sort of excuse for why I had a pup mask.
I was still silent when he added, âI never pegged you as being into kinky shit.â He shot me a grin as he said it. His eyes had a mischievous sparkle in them. My hand was frozen with the pizza slice halfway to my mouth. I blinked to see if I was imagining the grin that was growing on his face.
âDo you have a collar that you wear with it?â The grin was unmistakable now. I could feel my head nodding even though I didnât tell it to. âNo shit?â He paused for a moment. âYou should go put them on for me.â His tone was slightly playful and I couldnât tell if he was joking.
âReally?â My voice wavered with a mixture of fear and excitement.
âYeah.. I wanna see.â He had a smirk on his face that I couldnât quite read. I was pretty sure he wasnât making fun of me. But I couldnât tell if he was hinting that he was into this kind of shit.
I set down my pizza and went into my bathroom and grabbed my pup mask. It was blue and black. I slid it on before going into my bedroom and grabbing my collar. I put it on and walked back out into the living room, half expecting Nicholas to laugh his ass off at me.
He turned to look at me and I could see the smirk begin to grow. âBe a good boy and come sit down.â The instant the words escaped his lips my dick twitched in my shorts. I did as he instructed and sat down next to him on the couch. We were sitting much closer than we had been before. I could feel the warmth radiating off him. He reached up and rubbed the top of my head.
I was now fully hard but didnât bother trying to hide it. âLay down.â His voice was soft but firm. I laid down and rested my head on his lap. I could feel his bulge pressing against the side of my face. His scent began to find its way through the mask. I must have let out a little moan without realizing it. âOh, are you enjoying this like a good boy?â
I nodded my head, rubbing against his bulge. He pressed down on my head, rubbing himself against me. I turned my head so I was facing his bulge and buried my face in it. He rubbed the back of my head as he ground against my face.
I felt him suddenly grab my collar and lift me off him. For a second I thought that he was upset and tried to scramble away. âBedroom.â He instructed.
He kept a firm grip on my collar as he led me to my room. He released his grip as he shut the door behind us. âGet undressed like a good boy.â I slid out of my shirt and shorts but hesitated at taking off my boxers. They werenât concealing the fact that I was rock hard and my dick was already beginning to drool, but for some reason I was nervous.
Nicholas stripped off his clothes and stood before me. His pale body was still damp and seemed to shimmer in the dim light. My eyes wandered down to his well groomed dick. It was above average in both length and girth and its size was enhanced by the fact that heâd recently trimmed away all his pubic hair. It was pointing directly towards me. I stepped towards him, drawn to his dick.
I knelt down and wrapped my hands around it. I could feel that it was still growing and getting harder. I looked up at him, still a bit unsure that this was what he wanted. He simply smiled and nodded at me. He slipped the mask off me. âSuck my dick.â
He didnât have to tell me twice. I slid him into my mouth. The salty sweetness of his precum mixed with his muskiness. I placed my hands on his hips and slid him down my throat. He grabbed my collar with both hands and thrust into my throat. âFuck TylerâŚâ he groaned. I managed to suppress gagging as he slipped in and out of my throat. My hands found their way onto his firm ass.
I wanted his dick inside me. I tried to tell him to fuck me, but he had a firm grip on my collar and his dick filled my mouth.
Suddenly I felt his dick quiver and he erupted into my mouth. Spurt after spurt pulsed into my mouth. He tasted salty, just like his precum. I tried to swallow it all but it was a such a huge load that some dripped down my chin. I wiped it off and quickly cleaned his dick with my mouth. He was already beginning to get soft.
Nicholas chuckled nervously and quickly slid his shorts back on. I guess he was embarrassed about me seeing his softie.
I was about to stand up to see if he wanted to return the favor when I heard my grandmotherâs car pull in. We quickly scrambled to put on our clothes and ran back out to the living room. Iâd just sat down when I heard the door open. Nicholas looked at me and his eyes grew wide. Shit. I quickly took off my collar and slipped it into my pocket just as my grandmother walked in.
I have plenty more stories to share if you guys are interested in reading them!
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