I Need A Glove part 2

As his hand slipped down my neck, his phone began to ring. I laughingly, while biting his wrist, told him his next appointment was ready. He grabbed my ass cheek so hard it fucking killed it brought me into him as he reached in his pocket and answered his phone.

Now it was my turn to tease. I unzipped his jeans as he began a conversation with a guy who was asking him to come to a jobsite. His big beefy hand grabbed my wrist hard so I stopped and looked at him. He smiled and pushed me away and I could hear him telling the guy he would be right there and that he would bring help.

Karl turned to me and asked, “I know this is going to be a crazy request, but can you help me out? I renovate old houses and I have a copper gutter that is about to break if I don’t get some guys out there to support it while we secure it back to the framing. “

So it was no wonder that this was his line of work.  I could see the worry in his face and without hesitation told him I was game.

The house was only three blocks from his so we hauled ass to his truck, I climbed in and we were there in seconds. I grabbed a ladder from the inside of his flatbed and we walked up and met his co-worker. I could see the house behind Karl and his worker and see that the gutter was indeed hanging. I ran up and set up the ladder and took the weight off the gutter, holding it as steadily as I could.

As I stood there watching them gets some tools from the truck, I looked down and there were two other guys holding sections of the gutter in place.  Karl stared at one end and began securing the braces. The house was a beauty. An old village charmer and I could tell they had poured a ton of money into refurbishing this ageing queen.

I looked down admiringly at this guy who not a few hours before was riding my dick and whose ass I could still taste on my mouth.  My hands were now passed freezing and actually heating up – a sure sign that I shouldn’t be holding metal with my bare hands in this temperature. As Karl approached me with his ladder, joining me in this odd bridge, he noticed my hands and apologized. I said, “no worries, but  I need a glove to hold this one piece if you need me to hold it any longer otherwise I am going to rip my skin off when I let go of this. “ He took off his one glove and gently lifted the copper piece out of my hand and I slipped my hand inside his warm glove.

I’d be lying if I told you the thoughts running through my mind weren’t about slipping back into him. But we said nothing. I didn’t even wisecrack.

We finished the work and his workers left for the evening. It was now dark outside and I was freezing cold. Karl asked me if I wanted to see the place and I eagerly agreed thinking I’d be stepping into a warm house. If you’ve ever been in a cold house, it feels even colder than the outside. He apologized and started leading me into the living room and back to the kitchen, explaining what he did to the place and essentially what he did for a living. When we were in the kitchen, he turned around quickly on me, pinned me against the counter and kissed me hard. His tongue exploded in my mouth and I was happy for the warmth, his touch and his strength.

“You didn’t need to help me tonight. In fact, I was surprised that you did. I know you have other commitments, but I am really glad that you did and that you jumped right in to help me out,” he said opening my shirt and tweaking my already sore nipples.

“Of course I’d help you Karl. You .  .  . “ I didn’t finish what I wanted to say because I was dropping to my knees and unbuckling his jeans and took his cock in my mouth. His hands covered my head again and he began to slowly grind his hips into my face and my mouth was filled with his hardening cock.

I crept lower and took his nuts in my mouth and started to tongue-flick them and I could feel his breathing pick up pace.

I’m not sure how long I sucked him, but it was a good long time and when I stood, I kissed him and felt his hands turn me around. My cock had been out of my jeans and in my hands as I sucked him but he turned me around and I felt his beard nuzzle into my ass cheeks.

He started with long wet strokes north to south and then dove in spreading my cheeks with his hands and finding my hole, began to finger me. He rimmed and fingered me, manipulating my asshole  and opening me up even in this freezing fucking cold house.

He rose behind me, placed the tip of his cock inside me and brought my head down to his and said, “I need a glove.” I felt him push harder inside me and I didn’t say a word. He hesitated and repeated, “I need a glove. I want to cum inside you.” I pushed back on his engorged cock and said, “You gave me a glove once tonight. I don’t need another.”

He answered this by rearing up and fucking the hell out of my ass. He reached around and grabbed my tits and all I could do was bracing my hands against the counter. I was in fucking heaven and I knew he couldn’t last much longer . He literally crushed me in a rear arm lock and emptied his nuts inside me and groaned this awesome guttural sound as he finished.

Let’s just say that Karl and I have spent some time together over this past holiday. And if you are good readers, I’ll share more stories.