It is a hot and humid summer day in the small Midwest town I live. While it can be miserably to work in triple-digit heat it can be a sort of a turn on as my wet, sweaty clothes cling to my cock and rub it ever so slightly. Today is no exception as I had been trying to keep my hard-on from being noticeable. I need relief and soon!
I retire to a restroom for a few minutes, log into a gay hookup site on my phone and look for some quick action. It's always hit-and-miss for my town. I usually need to travel to a near-by city, but I don't have the time for that today. How lucky can I be? There was someone only 3 miles away with an avatar of his 8" or so dick and he was looking for action right now. I send a message, wash up in the sink and left to go back to work.
After a few minutes I discreetly check my naughty messages and find a new one from the hung fellow looking for action now. He is hard, horny and needing a quick blowjob. I reply I was game for his proposal, but then he wants to know where I live.
Now this is a problem. I don't usually host these kind of encounters. I am afraid of what he may do. Would he come back when I have others over? Would he out me to the neighbors? I really don't want him in my bed. How should I handle this? I am too horny to turn him down. Suddenly, I have an idea.
I send him a message with my house number, but I ask him to go through the garage door instead front door. The garage has three doors: one that goes into the house, one large door for the cars and one for people through the side yard. I ask him to enter the door to my garage from the side yard. He tells me he'll be there in an hour. I promptly leave work discreetly, drive home in five minutes and hop in the shower for a quick wash down.
After I dry off from the shower I slip on some shoes, spray on my cologne and wear nothing else. I open the door to the garage from the house and I am greeted with a dark abyss with the smell of car exhaust still lingering. Even though it was a bright, cloudless day outside, the garage has no windows and was as dark as night.
Briefly I turn on the lights to the garage, set up a lawn chair behind the door, lay down a towel on the floor in front of the chair and set a box of facial tissues near. Then I shut off the lights again and wait behind the door. I have a few minutes to wait and let my eyes adjust. I couldn't see a hand in front of my face right now.
My body shivers with anticipation as I stand naked, except for my shoes. I almost felt cold as the shower water slowly evaporates off my skin. My cock slowly stiffening as my mind plays various scenarios in my head of what could possibly happen when the man with the big dick arrives. I am excited and terrified at the same time. I shiver again, even though the air drafting in from under the outside door was like a furnace.
My eyes start to adjust to the darkness as the outline of the car's silhouette come into vision. I could then make out the chair I set out and the workbench along the outside wall. I could also see my dick bobbing up and down in the warm summer air, unimpeded by clothing of any kind. My ball sack has descended as my body adjusts to the heat, hitting one inner thigh and the other as I shift about.
I start to hear an approaching engine as it sputters down the street in front of my house. It slowly grows louder as it approaches. It keeps getting louder and louder until it is just outside the large garage door. Then it falls silent as the driver kills the ignition. A loud, metallic squeak announces the arrival of an older pickup and its owner. I hear footsteps leave the pavement towards the side yard.
