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It was obvious when arrived that I had awoken Jason, even though it was the middle of the day. "I’m here to install your cable," I explained, as Jason rubbed his eyes. He answered the door wearing only a tight pair of track pants. His muscular chest was left bare. Jason was 6'2" with blond hair and deep blue eyes. He was in his early 20s, and obviously athletic. His shoulders were very broad. His neck was thick as was his pecks, which protrude prominently. He had a tight six-pack with a little trail of hair that led to his hefty package down bellow. The track pants clung to him. I could see that Jason was having his morning stiffy – and what a display. It was not completely hard yet – it continued to point down, but it was about 6", and very thick. My eyes were fixated for a moment and then he spoke. "Ohh, yeah. Sorry man, it was a rough night – come in," and with that he turned and I entered his apartment. I could tell it had been rough. There were three or four empty beers lying around his apartment. He lived in a bachelor apartment, and his bed was a mess of blankets. "I’ll be quick," I said as stared at his back. It was strong too, and his ass was magnificent. The track pants showed every curve. "No problem. I am just going to take a shower," Jason said, and moved to the bathroom. "Sure," I said, while thinking how much I would love to join him. I busied myself with my work as Jason showered. My work was done, and the shower had stopped. I went to the bathroom door to tell him that I was done and leaving. When I knocked on the door, he responded, "Come in." So I opened the door and found this strapping young man sitting on top of the toilet stroking his cock. His long strong legs were spread out in front of him. His stomach was crunched and his strong arms showed each muscle as he pulled on his cock. It was now fully hard and 7" long and at least 5" in circumference. "Want to join me," Jason invited. He could tell I liked what I saw. My pants began to tent. "Come here," he said, and I complied. He took hold of pants, and quickly removed them. Pulling away my underwear to reveal my stiffening cock. He took it into his mouth and began to kick my cock. He had magnificent rhythm, and I quivered as he sucked me. It was not long before I shot my load. He pulled it from his mouth just in time for it hit his face. My cum covered him. It dripped down on to his muscular hairless chest. "My turn," he said. I took his thick meat into my hand and worked back into a pulsing rod. I got down on me knees and proceeded to lick his cock. I sucked on his balls while Jason let out light moans of pleasure. "Suck me," Jason entreated. I did and it was not long before he unloaded in my mouth. I almost choked on all of the cum that spurted into my mouth. "Kiss me," he demanded. I rose and kissed him deeply. "I can taste my cum," he said, and began to laugh. "Thanks man, that was good. How much do I owe you for the work? "I think I just got my payment," was my reply. I had been a cable man for a few years now, and always had a fantasy of fucking one my clients. This day, my dream came true. Tell me what you thought of the sorry. E-mail me at jonathan_burke@yahoo.com