Karl's Snow

 

 

It was pitch black this morning as I was out shovelling the snow. I could almost tell it was him as I heard the pick-up slowing down at the end of my drive-way. I was soaking wet in my coaches hoodie, hat and sweats as I had been shovelling for almost an hour. He rolled the window down and smiled and exhaled a full pipe smoke take and said, "Good morning. Looks like you could use a break."

 

"Is that right? What are you up to? I said. "Cruising around seeking to molest poor working men?"

 

His smile was so warm and inviting and full of lust. "I've been plowing for the past two hours and was hoping you'd be out."

 

 

 

I climbed into the passenger side of his truck and was warmed by the heat, the smell of wet wool, his smoke and the coffee on his breath. He touched the top of his thermos and asked me to pour us a cup. As he pulled away, I unscrewed the top and poured some hot, dark brew in the cup and took a couple of sips. He reached his hand out to my thigh, leaned in and kissed me. I could taste his whole morning on him. 

 

 

 

When we reached the edge of the preserve, I slid across the bench seat and started kissing him. He grabbed the back of my head and his tongue explored my mouth. Fucking delicious. I was so hard and my cock was about to burst out of my sweats.  I moved my mouth down his neck and he lifted his arm. Even through his flannel shirt I could smell and taste his manscent.

 

 

I reached down and let my hands play in his pubes and grab his hard throbbing cock by its base. I went down on him and pushed all the way down on my first drive so that I would warm his nuts with my breath. He didn't disappoint me. He guided me up and down his shaft until I felt and heard his breathing catch and then my mouth was flooded with his warm salty cum.

 

 

Before I could even really come up for air he was pushing me down on my back and yanking my sweats down over my Tims. He told me to jerk a load on his head while he rimmed me. He worked my hole for a teasing five or so minutes and I felt my hips bucking and let a huge load loose on him and my hips.

I was back in my driveway in about five minutes and as I picked up my shovel to finish the walkway, I watched his tail lights fade into the darkness.

The snow picked up.

Karl's snow.