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My biceps were becoming round and separating from the bulge of my shoulder. I had a boyish face with round blue eyes and full red lips. I had to admit that I had a fantastic smile and people told me that quite often.
If I felt very proud I would slide my briefs down in the front and pull out my penis. I would let it hang straight down and stare at it until it got hard. I had not seen many other boys penises but I was sure that mine was large. I had measured it and found that it was just over 7 inches. When I was able to glance at other boys in the locker room I found that my flaccid penis was at least an inch longer than theirs. I would imagine that other boys would have showed off their penis but I was very shy. I would turn my back to the other boys and quickly change my shorts before gym class. I guess I was afraid to let them get a good look because I wasn’t sure what they would say about the fact that I was uncircumcised. I had seen one other boy in the locker room who was uncircumcised but he had pulled his foreskin almost all the way back so it bunched up around the base of the head. I imagined that the other boys didn’t even notice that he was different. I could easily slide my foreskin back in the same fashion but I had so much that it would not stay there. When I was flaccid there was about an inch and a half of loose wrinkled foreskin hanging past the tip of my penis in a meaty tube.

I was not ashamed of my foreskin. I was just shy in general. I would have been afraid to be very different in any other way as well. I actually found myself fascinated by the way it looked. I would stand in front of the mirror and watch it slide back as the head became engorged with blood. I would gently finger the very tip and found myself salivating from the sensation. When my penis was fully erect I would gently tug on the foreskin and then let it go and watch my penis bob up and down like a spring. Even then I had full coverage of the head and about a half an inch of excess at the end. I would stand there for up to an hour gently playing with my foreskin and even then knew that I was lucky to have it. At the end I would slide it all the way forward and hold onto it with my fingers while I stroked the shaft with my other hand. Sometimes I would retract it just before I shot and other times I would let it fill up with cum before oozing out the end.

My parents were away that summer. My father had business in Europe and my mother went along to shop and visit museums. I had no siblings so the house was mine. My mother was constantly renovating so there were work crews on the property almost every day. I had the task of opening the gate each morning for them or letting them into the house if need be. We were having a terrace built outside of our kitchen and it was almost done so the crew was thinning and some days it was down to one or two men. I knew most of them by name as I was often hard at work in our gardens or mowing our lawn before I worked around the neighborhood. Many of them were older and out of shape but I had begun to notice a few of the younger ones when they took their shirts off in the heat. One was probably 30 with dark hair and eyes. He looked to be Latin or Italian and had a beefy but defined body. Another was even more interesting to me. His name was Matt. I guessed he was in his late 30’s but one never would have known by his extremely tight body. I would often eat my lunch in the breakfast room in order to have a good view of him working outside. He was blond but had a closely shaved head. He had bright blue eyes which were starting to crease at the edges. His face was very chiseled and his jaw line was quite square. I wasn’t sure but I thought I noticed him looking at me on several occasions.

I would take in every inch of his rippled body as he lifted rocks or pushed a wheelbarrow of cement. I didn’t think much of my curiosity at that time. It seemed to me that I had found a physical role model and just wanted to look like him some day. Of course he was over 6 feet tall and in that way I would not match him but his definition and mass were inspiring me to work harder. Any chance I got I would do things the hard way. I would push the lawnmower up and down hills instead of sideways or just move rocks back and forth across the yard for no reason.

On a particular Saturday I got up early and went for a run. I had finished all of my work for the week and was not sure what I would do with my day. It was unusually hot so I went out with just my running shorts and sneakers on. It was around 8 when I returned home and saw Matt’s truck sitting at the gate. My heart skipped as I wondered if I had forgotten that I needed to let him in. I ran a bit faster until I was within a few yards. I could see him sitting inside drinking a coffee but he hadn’t looked up yet.
“Hello”, I yelled panting slightly.

He heard and looked around. When he saw me he waved and began to step out of his open door. I reached the driver’s side of the truck and smiled as we met face to face.
“I’m Matt”, he said holding out his hand.
“I know. I’m Jonathan. I’ve noticed you…” I said.
As I said it I found it to be a strange phrasing and I began to blush as I took his hand. Matt smiled and I felt more relaxed. His hand felt very strong and bigger than I expected. I found myself looking down at it as we shook.
“I’ve noticed you too”, he replied.

I shuddered as he stroked my hand with his thumb. I looked at his strong wrists and glanced up his bare forearms. They were very muscular with soft blonde hair and I had never seen such prominent veins up close. They were bulging out of the insides of his arm atop a rounded mound of muscle. I reached the start of his bicep with my eyes before I caught myself. I quickly looked up at him and he was giving me a warm, confident grin. I dropped his hand sheepishly and stepped back. As I did he clearly looked me up and down. He cleared his throat and swallowed before saying,
“I need to polish up a couple things. I hope it’s not a problem. I know it’s Saturday and all.”
“No, no problem”, I replied as I was jolted back into reality.
I walked toward the gate and pushed the electric control in my pocket. I waved for him to follow me and he began to step back into his car.
“Want a ride?” he yelled from behind me.
“Sure”, I said as I turned to him.
“Hop in”, he said.

He began to pull forward into our long driveway and stopped just as I reached the passenger door. I pulled it open and slid in suddenly very aware that I was nearly naked and sweaty.
“Are you sure you want me in here. I’m sure I stink?” I asked half jokingly.
“It’s a work truck. Make yourself at home. You’re not nearly the dirtiest guy ever to sit there”, he replied smiling broadly.

I felt my penis begin to swell as he looked at me and shifted uncomfortably in my seat. He seemed to notice and looked straight at my crotch for a second before stepping on the gas. As we drove I casually glanced at him out of the corner of my eye. He was wearing tan work boots and worn jeans. They were very tight around his muscular thighs. I looked at his face and when I was confident that he wasn’t paying attention I glanced at his lap. I almost gasped when I saw the outline of his penis bulging down his left leg. I couldn’t look away and felt myself salivating. I was definitely getting an erection now. I saw his head turn and I quickly looked up at him. He smiled kindly and said,
“Don’t worry about it”.
I wasn’t sure what he meant by that. There had been a significant pause since I last spoke and he couldn’t have still been talking about my smell. My face became very red.
“I can just get out here. I need to cool down”, I said as we rounded the curve about half way to the house.
“You sure?” he asked.
“Yeah. This is cool. Thanks”, I said as I reached for the door handle.

He stopped and I stepped out. I turned away from the truck as he pulled off afraid that he would see the bulge in my shorts. I waited until he was a few yards away before facing the house and beginning to walk. I was very hot suddenly. I had a significant tent in my shorts that would have been obvious to anyone and I felt tingly all over. I took my time, walking slowly and waiting until he parked at the side of the house before going to the front door. Once inside I breathed a sigh of relief. I walked upstairs to my room and took a cool shower. My erection soon went away so I dried off and went to my closet. I had a large walk-in closet with a round ottoman in the center. The walls were fitted with shelves and cabinets. It was a waste as I didn’t have many clothes but it helped me stay organized. I found a pair of white boxer briefs and slid them on. I pulled a white T-shirt and a pair of track pants out of a drawer and put them on. I went downstairs to the kitchen and began preparing my breakfast. I caught glimpses of Matt out of the corner of my eye as he worked on the terrace. I was careful not to look at him but thought that I could feel him watching me from time to time.

I made an extra large smoothie with protein powder and decide to offer him some. I was a little bit nervous about talking to him again but when I’d finished my oatmeal I braced my self to do it. I poured it into two glasses and walked out to the terrace. My heart sank as I didn’t immediately see him. I heard a car door slam and for a moment I thought he might be leaving. I was so disappointed. I turned to walk back in the house when I heard rustling in the grass. He appeared on the side of the house walking briskly with no shirt on. For the first time I got a clear view of his torso from the front. He was essentially perfect. He had broad shoulders, a bulky chest with chiseled, perfectly square pectoral muscles. His abdomen was rippling and almost concave without an ounce of fat and his arms were the most beautiful I had seen. His biceps were round and defined. I knew that I wanted to touch them. His jeans hung low with the weight of a massive tool belt which moved from side to side as he walked. He looked up to find me at the edge of the terrace with my mouth slightly agape. He smiled broadly and I noticed how nice his teeth were.

“I made you a smoothie”, I stammered.
“Really?” He asked as he stepped up to stand beside me.
“I was making one for myself so I just thought…” I said trailing off.
“That’s really sweet of you”, he said facing me, our chests not more than 3 feet apart.
He reached out and patted my shoulder with his firm, heavy hand and I felt my crotch begin to tingle again. This time I was more restrained in my underwear and was confident that it wouldn’t be as noticeable. I looked up into his eyes and shuddered.
“How old are you?” he asked as he took one of the drinks.
“Eighteen”, I answered quietly.
“You’re nicer than I was at your age. I was only worried about sex.”, he said chuckling.

He leaned his head back and took a sip. I looked down nervously when he mentioned sex. I had never talked about sex with an adult before. In truth I hadn’t talked about it much at all. I feigned a laugh and felt my face get redder.
“I bet you’ve got no trouble in that department looking the way you do?” Matt said more seriously before taking another sip.
I was dumfounded. Not only was he talking about sex but he was complementing the way I looked. Matt could see that I was getting nervous. He leaned back and swallowed the rest of his drink in just a few gulps allowing me time to look at his enormous bicep as he did. He handed the empty glass to me and wiped hi mouth.
“I’ll be done here in an hour or so and then you’ll have us out of your hair for the rest of the summer”, he said.
“Oh…OK”, I answered, my voice clearly giving away my disappointment.
“Hey, thanks for the drink. Hit the spot”, he said smiling.
I looked into his eyes again and he grabbed my shoulder playfully. He winked, turned and walked away to finish his work.
“Your welcome”, I said quietly.

I went into the house feeling let down. I wasn’t sure what I wanted from Matt but I knew that I wanted him to stay longer. I looked at him out he window as he lifted a wheel barrow onto the terrace. His definition was like nothing I had seen before. He was like an underwear model but with a rougher quality. I spent the next 45 minutes busying myself in the kitchen, glancing at him and trying to think of something else for him to do. I was lost in thought when I noticed him putting his shirt on. I went to the window and found that all of his tools and equipment were gone. I went down the hall to a window in the dining room where I could see his truck. It was loaded and ready to go. As I turned to leave I saw him walk around the side of the house. He opened the door to his truck, hopped in and started it up. I was devastated suddenly. I didn’t even know this guy and I found myself desperately wanting to spend more time with him. I wanted him to look at me or even touch me again. He began to drive toward the entrance court and I couldn’t see him anymore. I ran through the entrance hall into the living room just in time to see him turning down the front drive. I could see the back of his head as he put on a baseball cap. I tried to shake the feeling of loss. I laughed quietly to myself at how ridiculously I was acting. I caught a glimpse of myself in the large mirror above our fireplace. I was perched at the window like a little kid waiting for his dad to come home from a business trip. It was pathetic. I smiled at myself and felt a bit better.

I expected to find Matt out of sight by the time I looked outside again and was shocked to find that he wasn’t. He had stopped in the driveway just before the curve. I stopped breathing for a moment. Could it be that I had another chance? I wondered.
It seemed like an eternity that he sat there. He was motionless. My heart began to pound with anticipation. I clenched my fist and felt nauseous. Finally I saw the white lights ignite on the rear of the truck indicating that he was in reverse. The truck started backward. I felt elated. I ran to the mirror and looked myself up and down. My face was slightly red but overall I felt good about my appearance. I went to the window again and found him stepping out of the truck onto the gravel of the entrance court. He was walking toward the front door and I was finding it difficult to contain my excitement. The bell rang and I had to stop myself from running to answer it. I walked slowly so as not to be obvious that I had been nearby. I opened the door and did my best to look casual.

“Hey”, I said smiling softly.
“Hey there”, he said hesitantly. “Um…do you think it’d be alright if I use your bathroom?”
“Yeah. Of course”, I answered.
I was sure he was searching for a reason to see me now. My parents had built an indoor pool pavilion with a sauna and gym at the edge of our property. The workmen were always instructed to use the bathrooms in there and it was safe to assume that Matt had used them many times that summer.

I opened the door and he walked into the entry hall.
“Wow”, he said as he looked around.
It occurred to me that he had never been inside the house and suddenly I felt guilty. I showed him to the nearest powder room and opened the door for him.
“Thanks”, he said as he walked in.
“Sure”, I said.
I walked to the living room and found myself pacing a bit with anxiety. I had never felt anything like it. I wondered if it was my imagination that Matt seemed nervous now too. Was he really here to see me or was there a legitimate reason that he needed to use our bathroom. I was deep in thought when he appeared in the doorway.

“Well…I guess that’s it…I’ll be…” he said gesturing toward the front door.
He startled me and I jumped a bit before blurting,
“Come for a swim”.
His face brightened visibly before he caught himself. He looked more serious and cleared his throat before saying,
“I don’t think I should really”.
He smiled again and added,
“I’m sure you’re not supposed to be associating with the staff anyway.”
I laughed and found myself thankful for the joke.
“Come on”, I said with newfound confidence.
I walked toward him and punched his hard shoulder as I passed.
I started up the stairs and he followed.
“You can borrow a bathing suit from me”, I said over my shoulder.
He watched me as I walked ahead of him. I could feel him looking at me.
“I don’t think I’ll be able to get into your suits bud”, he replied smirking.
We were definitely more playful now. The apprehension had gone and I laughed a bit. We walked down the hall to my room and into my closet.
“Wow”, he said again adding, “Bigger than my living room”.

It made me uncomfortable when people admired my house so I pretended not to notice. I opened a drawer and rifled through several tight speedos. I pulled out a small pair of shorts and threw them on the ottoman.
“Dude, if you think I can squeeze myself into those you’re crazy”, he said chuckling.
I smiled at him and then glanced at his crotch. I could clearly see the outline of his enormous cock on his thigh.
“You can just swim in your underwear right?” I said quickly prying my eyes away from him.
“Laundry day”, he answered.
“What?” I asked.
“Laundry day. Don’t have any on”, he said lifting up his tight T-shirt to expose his perfect abdomen and pulling the front of his jeans down to the top of his pubic hair.
I almost stuttered as I said,
“I’ll find one of my dad’s”.

I walked quickly down the hall and tore through my father’s closet finding an ancient looking pair of navy blue swim trunks with a belt built into them. I made it back to the closet in time to find Matt pulling his shirt off. He lifted his baseball cap off with one hand and then replaced it once he’d slipped his shirt over his head. I paused for a second to look at him. He was even better in this light. His skin was glistening softly and he was perfectly tan. He kicked his boots off as he turned to me.
“Nice”, he said smiling as he looked at the shorts.
“Yeah, not very stylish but I think they’ll fit”, I said.

I tossed them on the ottoman and pulled my shirt off. I was getting nervous about Matt seeing my body. I could feel my face getting red as I dropped my track pants to my ankles. I stepped out of them and picked up my shorts. I turned toward the corner as I slid down my boxer briefs. I was shaking a bit and tried hard to steady myself. I didn’t know what someone like him would say about my long foreskin. I quickly pulled the shorts on and felt relieved once my penis was covered again.
“What do you think”, Matt said making me jump.

I spun around expecting him to be modeling the suit but instead found that he was merely holding it up in front of his naked body. He was holding it at his waist and it covered his crotch. It did not however, cover the most enormous flaccid penis I had ever seen which hung 4 or 5 inches below the suit. I was slack-jawed. I didn’t realize that a penis could reach that size and couldn’t even imagine what it looked like when erect. More shocking that the size of his penis was the fact that, like me, he was uncircumcised. He had a 2 inch tube of wrinkled, hanging foreskin. His head was not clearly defined underneath it and therefore it seemed to run endlessly under the shorts. H pulled them aside for a moment and I almost gasped as I grasped the scale of his cock in it’s entirety. It was at least 9 inches hanging straight down between his legs. I looked at Matt’s face and he seemed totally relaxed. He was clearly proud of his cock and I regretted that I had turned away from him.

“Well”, he said as he put the suit back in front of him again.
“Um…good”, I stammered, my voice catching.

"He smiled devilishly at me as he leaned down to put them on. He slid one leg in and then the other. He eased them up his thighs with the fly open until just his cock and balls were hanging out, swinging from side to side. The shorts were already looking tight and Matt laughed as he lifted his cock and tried to stuff it down one of the legs. He pushed his balls in and carefully zipped up stretching up his torso in order to fasten the belt. I stared at him the entire time and he seemed not to care.
“Alright, we’ll see if that holds”, he said holding his arms out to the sides.

The suit looked like it was strained from every angle and the bulge in the front was cartoonish. I found myself laughing at him and he laughed back. He began to walk and his dick sprang from the bottom of the left pant leg. I nearly doubled over with laughter.
“Just wear a towel until we get over there and you can swim naked”, I chuckled.
“Probably a good idea”, he answered.

I pulled a large white towel out of a cabinet and tossed it to him. He caught it as he was pulling down the shorts. I strained to get one more look at his cock before he covered up and I got my wish. He seemed to take an unnecessarily long time wrapping himself . I stared for a few seconds before I realized that he was looking straight at me with a more serious look on his face. Our eyes met and he winked.
“Let’s go”, he said.
“OK”, I replied as I grabbed a towel for myself.

We walked out the front door and onto the entrance court. We both winced as our bare feet were assaulted by the pea gravel. I looked back at Matt and his abdomen was straining as he hobbled. He held one hand at the top of his towel and the other out to the side for balance. I felt my dick swell and worried that he would be able to see it in my shorts. When we reached the grass we both breathed a sigh of relief. We walked quickly now and in no time we were inside the pool pavilion. Immediately inside was our home gym which was very well equipped. Sadly, like most home gyms it got very little use.

“Looks like you’re spending some time in here this summer”, Matt said seriously.
“Not really. Don’t know too much about what I’m doing”, I said blushing from the compliment.
“Oh, shit. I can show you some stuff later if you want”, he replied.
“OK”, I said.
“I just learned some great exercises for the obliques so I’ve been hammering those lately”, he said.
“The what?” I asked.
“Here look”, he said as he walked toward me.

When he was about 2 fee from me he lifted his right arm and put his hand behind his head. With his left hand he took my hand and lifted it to his side. He was rippled from his armpit to his hip.. He pushed my hand onto his skin and encouraged me to stroke him up and down.
“Wow”, I said salivating.

He slid my hand down to his hip and then back up again pushing my fingers into the crevasses. I looked up at his bicep and ached to touch it . He must have noticed me looking at it because he lifted my hand upward still brushing my fingers along his pectoral muscle and finally cupping my hand on his rock hard bicep. I moaned audibly and licked my lower lip. Our eyes met at the exact moment that his towel fell to the floor. I saw his cock swing forward slightly engorged and said,
“Shit”.
I could not believe the size of it. It looked to be about 11 inches and was still not erect.
“Alright”, Matt said as he set my hand back at my side.
He bent down and picked up the towel wrapping himself again.

We walked down the hall past the sauna and the hot tub and I threw my towel on the table next to the pool. I looked down and found that my penis was very swollen and leaking precum through the fabric of my shorts so I immediately hopped into the pool. Matt tossed his towel too and promptly dove in.
“Feels great. Thanks so much”, he said genuinely as he surfaced.
“No problem. Come whenever you want”, I said.

He smiled. We swam for about twenty minutes while we made small talk. I asked him about his work and what sports he liked and he asked me about school and what I wanted to do with my life. He was very interested and encouraged me to pursue my passion. He turned out to be very passionate about stonework which was something I hadn’t considered. I was embarrassed to find that I had thought of him as merely a workman. At times I could catch glimpses of his cock sliding back and forth through the water but was careful not to stare. After a long silence Matt swam to the shallow end and stood up. I could just make out the top of his pubic hair as he wiped his face with his fingers. He walked to the edge and turned to face me again. He put his hands on the edge behind him and hoisted himself effortlessly onto the pool deck. His cock was at eye level with me now and I couldn’t help but to look at it. He leaned back and opened his legs as he looked at me and I knew he wanted me to come closer. I swam toward him without speaking until it was shallow enough to walk. I stood and walked toward him as he spread his legs wider. His buttocks were resting on the edge and his cock was dangling freely, the long, hanging mass of foreskin tickling the surface of the water. I was staring at it and he was staring at my face. I looked up at him when I was no more than 5 feet away.

“You have a girlfriend?” he asked.
“No”, I replied.
“You want one?” he asked dryly.
“Not really”, I answered.
He shifted his position pulling his butt further back and causing his cock to be propped up by the edge of the pool. I could definitely see that it was getting hard now.
“You like it huh?” he said smiling softly.
“What?” I asked meekly.
“My cock. You like it don’t you? You probably never seen one with all that skin still on it huh?” he asked leaning back further and flexing his abdominals.

I looked down not knowing what to say. I suddenly felt very exposed and sunk down into the pool.
“It’s alright. Come here”, Matt said reassuringly.
I looked up at his eyes and felt comforted. He sat up and gestured for me to come closer. I stood hesitantly and said,
“I’ve never”.
“I know it’s alright. You don’t have to worry about it. We’re just playing around like good buds do”, Matt said as I walked closer.
I stood between his knees with his cock dangling less than a foot from mine. He smiled and reached for my shoulder. I shuddered as he touched me.
“It’s alright. I’m gonna show you”, he said softly.

He ran his hand down my arm. He felt so strong . He took my hand in his and with his other hand took a hold of his cock. With his thumb and forefinger he grasped it just behind the head and lifted it. He took my hand and pulled it closer. I looked into his eyes nervously.
“It’s alright”, he said again.
He moved his hand down toward the base and put my fingers on the shaft.
“Wow”, I said.
He smiled. He moved my fingers gently around the surface of the skin. When my fingers were wrapped around the bottom of the shaft he moved both of his hands away putting them back on the edge of the pool and leaning back slightly.
“Wow”, I smiled. “It’s so heavy”.

Matt Chuckled. As I held it I allowed myself to take a good look at it. It was absolutely huge. I couldn’t have fit my hand around it even at the narrowest point behind the head. It was long and thick with criss-crossing veins along the entire surface.
“It’s so veiny like your arms”, I said smiling up at him.
He lifted his hand and touched my face. He leaned forward and ran his fingers to the back of my head. I looked down at his biceps and forearms and then to my hand on his cock. It was almost more than I could take.
“You’re beautiful”, he said looking into my eyes.

I lifted his cock on my own and stared at it fascinated by the mass of loose skin hanging off the end in folds. I reached out with my other hand and brushed my fingertips against it. I lifted it feeling the weight of the foreskin itself.
“You like that foreskin don’t you Jonathan?” Matt asked.
“There’s so much of it. I didn’t know there would be so much”, I answered.
“Not everyone has so much”, he said smiling. “Why don’t you stretch it out a bit?”

I began to pull gently on the tip of the skin. I was amazed how far it stretched. I pulled it to what looked like 4 inched beyond the head. I smiled as I let it go and it sprang back to it’s natural wrinkled form. I sank down into the water to look at it close up and repeated the stretching exercise several times.
“Oh, shit Jonathan”, Matt moaned.
I smiled up at him and he smiled back. Stroking the back of my head. He began to put pressure on my head and I was pulled even closer to his cock. It was right in front of my face now.
“Why don’t you find out what that foreskin tastes like buddy?” Matt said.
“I don’t know”, I said nervously.
“It’s alright”, he said calmly “If you don’t like it you can rinse your mouth with pool water”.

I slid both of my hands down his shaft until there was 6 or 7 inches of cock and loose skin in front of me.
“How”, I asked coyly.
“Just put all that skin in your pretty mouth and see what it’s like”, he replied.
“Like this?” I asked.

I pulled even more foreskin forward from the shaft and opened my mouth as wide as I could. I leaned forward and took as much of it in my mouth as I could. It was filling my mouth and I wasn’t sure I even had the whole head in me. There were bunches of thick, loose skin everywhere in my mouth . It was meaty and salty and I loved it. I looked up at his face and could see that I was driving him wild. I pulled my mouth away as I closed my lips stretching the skin with my mouth now. He moaned as he watched me.
“Yeah Jonathan. Just like that”, he said.

I let it go and watched it spring back again. It was amazing. I licked the skin sliding my tongue into the folds and then finding the opening. I leaned back and watched as I slid my finger in and out wrapping my other hand around the shaft of his cock just behind the head now. I reached way inside and swirled my finger around the tip of his head. I looked up at his face and he moaned as he bit his lower lip.
“Yeah, suck that foreskin buddy”, he whispered as he stared at me.

I grasped the sides of his foreskin opening with both hands and pulled it toward my face. I slid my tongue inside and licked around the interior of the skin.
“Fuck yeah. You’re good at that dude”, Matt said.
I smiled as I released the skin again.
“Really?” I asked looking up at him.
“The best”, he said emphatically.

I felt a surge of confidence and stood up. I was face to face with Matt and my bulge was rubbing against his cock.
“Can I show you mine?” I asked.
“Um, yeah sure. I’m not really into dicks especially cut ones but let’s see what you’ve got”, he said.
I grabbed the sides of my shorts and slid them down. My dick sprang forward and touched his.
“Wow, you’ve got as much foreskin as I do”, he said smiling at me.
“Yeah right”, I said.
“You will if you stretch it out a lot”, he said
“Really?” I asked.
“Yeah…” he said staring at my dick.

He reached down and grabbed my shaft. I shuddered. He slid my skin forward so it bunched up at the tip and hung down in a tube.
“Sweet”, he said as he flicked it back and forth with his finger.
I was in heaven. I had never felt anything so amazing. I looked down at his forearms and biceps as he played with my skin and almost shot in his hands.
“I’m gonna cum”, I said as I pulled away.

Matt slid off the edge of the pool and stood facing me. He put his strong hand at the back of my neck and pulled my face up to his. He stroked my face with his other hand and kissed me deeply. It was my first kiss and it was incredible. I could feel his cock and powerful thighs brushing against mine. He put his hands on my sides and lifted me like I weighed nothing. He set me on the edge of the pool and continued to kiss me. Without saying anything he slid down into the water and grabbed the base of my dick with his hand.
“I’ve never sucked a dick before but that thing is beautiful”, he said looking up at me.
I smiled feeling really proud of my cock for the first time.

He slid his hand toward the head and collected my skin at the tip again. This time he hesitantly put out his tongue and licked it moving the mound of skin from side to side. He opened his mouth and took my cock halfway. He closed his eyes as his tongue worked my foreskin. I felt a prick as he grasped the tip of my skin with his teeth. He pulled his head away and looked up at me smiling. I moaned and he released it.
“You like that foreskin play too don’t you buddy?” he asked as he stroked my shaft.

I nodded unable to speak. Matt smiled and gently bit my foreskin again this time taking about an inch of the tube in his mouth. He stretched it out and continued stroking me while he worked my skin with his tongue. It was too much and I leaned my head back. I started to shoot and my cum filled up the skin around my head. Matt opened his mouth and took my whole cock down to my balls. He milked my head with his throat as he swallowed my load. He kept my cock in his mouth that way running his hands along my thighs and abdomen until I was soft. He then stood and kissed me. His mouth was saltier now. I felt warm as he wrapped his arms around me.

“Not a bad day at work”, he said as I shuddered.