Mac the Mechanic

Mac's body was amazing. He had wide shoulders and a beefy, muscular chest. His chest and stomach were covered in curly auburn brown hair, thickest in the middle of his chest. His stomach was flat. His legs and arms were big and strong. I ran my hands up and down his tattooed arms, then up onto his shoulders and into his furry chest, down to his stomach. His boxer shorts were tented with a large bulge laying towards his left thigh.

When I looked up into his face, he had his eyes closed and his head back, enjoying my hands on his body. He opened his eyes and looked down at me.

I sat down on the bed and pulled my socks off and threw them on top of the pile of clothes. I swallowed nervously and scooted back onto the bed. Mac climbed onto the bed in front of me and we laid down together on our sides facing each other.

I put my hand on his face and traced his mustache with my index finger and ran it across his bottom lip. He suddenly nipped at my finger and I jumped in surprise, making us both laugh.

We leaned into each other and kissed deeply and sensually. I rubbed my hands along his hairy body and he flicked my nipples with his fingers. He ended the kiss and pressed his lips along my chin and across my jaw. His tongue flicked my ear lobe and then ran down my neck. He clamped his mouth on the base of my neck and sucked the skin in hard. His tongue licked and his teeth nipped and I whimpered as my body shuddered in pleasure. My fingers dug into his skin, pulling him closer, silently begging for him to keep going.

"Mikey, you are so fucking hot," Mac growled against my neck.

Mac pulled back long enough to take my glasses off and set them on the nightstand.

He pushed me onto my back and his head moved to my chest, his tongue flicking across my nipple. I ran my fingers through his hair and moaned. His hand glided down my body and rubbed my dick over top of my briefs. I moaned louder, writhing on the bed. He slipped his hand into my briefs and lightly ran his fingers along my shaft.

He lifted his head up and pulled my briefs off. My dick snapped up against my belly, harder than I could ever remember it being. The head was red, glistening with precome. Mac wrapped his fist around it and it all but disappeared in his mighty fist.

I blushed beet red, feeling inadequate once again. "Sorry... it's not very big," I whispered.

Mac looked up at me and kissed me on the lips. "It's the perfect size for a little guy like you."

Mac kissed me again, then moved his head down my body. I gasped when his tongue swirled around the head of my dick. When he took me into his mouth, I moaned loudly, pushing my hips off the mattress. His mouth was warm and soft and his tongue flicked around the shaft as he gently sucked. He locked his lips around the shaft and slid his mouth down to the root and slowly bobbed up and down.

I was moaning desperately as Mac worked to get me off. "Oh, Mac..."

He pulled off my dick and looked up at me. His lips were wet and he looked so freaking sexy I almost came right then. "*Andy*. Call me Andy."

I closed my eyes and whispered his name, "Andy..."

Mac went back down on my penis and I felt the pressure building up quickly. "Andy, I'm close. I'm gonna come."

Mac increased the speed and suction. My body shuddered and tensed, my legs stretched and my toes curled. Those inner muscles contracted and I exploded.

"Andy, I'm coming! Oh! Andy!"

As my back arched, I spurted into his mouth. He stopped bobbing and gently squeezed the shaft with his hand, milking any remaining drops out of me while his tongue flicked lazily around the head and shaft.

I collapsed back onto the bed panting desperately. Mac moved up and laid on his side next to me. He ran his arm up and down my chest and he had a smuggest of grins on his face.

Taking in a deep breath, I tried to calm my racing heart and heaving chest. "Andy... that was the most amazing thing I ever felt."

I turned on my side and grabbed Mac, kissing him with passion. Using my momentum, I pushed him onto his back, leaned over him and tugged his boxers off. I gasped when I saw it flop up and lay against his stomach.

"Oh my god," I whispered.

Mac's penis was fully erect and it was huge. It was long and thick. Mac was uncircumcised and about half of the head of his dick was exposed. The head was a bright red and glistened with precome. The shaft was smooth except for a vein that ran along the top. He had a nice thick, furry pubic bush. It jerked upwards, as if begging me to touch it.

"You're so big," I said as I wrapped my hand around it. It was so thick I couldn't come close to touching my thumb and index finger together. "Geez. How big is it?" I wondered aloud.

"Eight and a quarter inches."

"I've never seen one like yours before."

"What? Uncut?"

"Yeah."

I watched in fascination as I slowly stroked his dick. The way the foreskin covered and uncovered the head was so hot.

"You like that big uncut cock, Mikey?" he asked, his voice deep and husky.

"I love it," I whispered.

"It's okay to call you Mikey?" he whispered to me.

"I normally hate it, but I love it when you call me Mikey."

Mac and I smiled at each other and I gave him a quick kiss. I stared at his dick as I slowly slid my hand up and down the shaft, covering and exposing the head. A large drop of fluid oozed out of the slit and dripped over the top of the head and onto my thumb.

I leaned down and lapped it up with my tongue, causing Mac to groan loudly. He thrust his hips up and the head of his penis bumped my chin. I took the head into my mouth and swirled my tongue around it, licking up the leaking honey goodness. I pulled the skin back up over the head and I licked around it, pushing my tongue underneath his foreskin.

"Oh, Jesus..." Mac moaned.

I slid my mouth down the shaft a couple more inches and tightened my lips over my teeth and sucked as I slid up and down his shaft. I took him into my mouth as far as I could go without choking. I used my hand on the exposed shaft that my mouth didn't cover.

"Yeah, suck it, Mikey... oh, fuck, that's good..."

Mac moved his hands onto my head and gripped handfuls of my hair as I pumped my mouth and hand up and down. I sucked a little harder and sped up my motions. I used my tongue on the underside of his shaft as it slid back and forth.

"Faster, Mikey. Just like that, baby, oh yeah, just like that... Don't stop."

I moaned when I felt his cock swell and harden in my mouth.

"I'm coming, baby! Oh, fuck, Mikey! Unh!"

Mac loudly grunted over and over and I felt the underside of his cock pulse against my tongue as it pumped jets of come into my mouth. My mouth quickly filled with his semen and I had to swallow repeatedly to keep it from spilling out. I didn't think he'd ever stop coming. I just kept swallowing. When he finally did, his dick started to soften and I licked it all over and let it fall from my mouth.

It lay heavy against his thigh, satisfied, wet with my spit.

When I looked up at Mac's face, he had an arm draped over his eyes. He was breathing hard, his chest heaving up and down.

"Oh, Jesus," he panted. "Mikey, that was one of the best blowjobs I've ever had in my life."

I felt oddly proud of that fact, that I could please a guy like Mac so thoroughly. I laid down next to Mac and slowly stroked his chest hair. All that activity had me sleepy.

Mac looked at the clock and yawned. "I hate to say it, but I should get going. I need to open the shop at 7:00 in the morning."

"Oh... You can stay the night... if you want."

"You sure?"

I nodded. "Yeah."

"Cool."

Mac gave me a quick kiss, then sat up and swung his legs over the side of the bed. I got out of bed and put my glasses and boxers back on.

Mac followed me completely naked to the bathroom, pulling his toilet kit out of his backpack on the way. I brushed my teeth as he stood at the toilet and pissed. I couldn't believe how loud and heavy his stream was. I also got a good look at his flaccid penis. It was about five inches long, and fat, with just the tip peeking out of his foreskin. I cringed inwardly when I realized his was bigger soft than mine was when fully hard. I blushed and looked away when he caught me looking.

He walked up behind me and kissed the back of my neck. His voice was low and growly. "You can look all you want, Mikey."

I finished up and let him have the sink to brush his teeth. I tried to pee, but was too shy to do it with Mac standing there next to me. I heard him chuckle and I closed my eyes and tried to concentrate.

"I'll let you have a little privacy," he said, then smacked my butt as he walked out.

I sighed as my body finally relaxed and released my urine. Afterward, I washed my hands and then adjusted the thermostat down a notch before I returned to the bedroom.

I was glad to see Mac laying on the side of the bed closest to the door since I liked the side by the windows. He had his arms behind his head and his legs crossed at his ankles. His dick was soft and it lay along his left hip.

"Can you set an alarm for me?" he asked. "6:15."

I pulled my focus away from his body and nodded, then set the alarm time on the clock radio to 6:15. I turned off the desk lamp and crawled onto my side of the bed and pulled the sheet and blanket up over us.

"What are you doing way over there?" Mac asked quietly. "C'mere."

I scooted up next to Mac's right side and he pulled me closer. He wrapped his right arm around my shoulder and I laid my head down on his hairy chest between his right shoulder and pec muscle. I put my arm around him and he brought his left arm to mine and slowly rubbed it.

"Good?" he whispered.

"Yeah. Very," I replied with a sigh.

"Night, Mikey," he said before kissing the top of my head.

"Night, Andy."

Mac slowly stroked my shoulder and back and I quickly fell asleep.

\* \* \*

I woke the next morning when I felt Mac get out of bed. I looked at the clock and it was 5:50. Way too early! I felt the spot where Mac had slept and it was warm. I brought my nose to it and it smelled like him. I heard the toilet flush in the distance, followed by the sink. A minute later Mac was quietly walking back into the room and climbing back into bed. I moved to make room and snuggled up to him when he settled.

"Sorry I woke you," he whispered.

"It's okay."

Mac leaned his head down and kissed me.

"I got a little bit of time before I have to leave for work...," he said with a wicked grin on his face.

I smiled and leaned my head up to him. As we kissed and explored each others' mouths with our tongues, I slid my hand down his body and wrapped it around his semi-erect dick. It only took a few strokes to get it fully hard.

I pulled away from his mouth and moved down and moved between his legs. I grabbed his cock at the base and lifted it up. I slid my hand up and down and ran my thumb over the foreskin. When I took it into my mouth, my lips pushed the foreskin back off the head and Mac groaned and pushed his hips up. I looked up at him and he had his arms linked behind his head and he was watching me. I slowly bobbed my head up and down, sucking and twisting my head as I moved. I held his dick tight at the base and pushed my mouth down until I gagged. I backed off and coughed.

"Easy, baby," Mac whispered. "You're doing perfect, don't hurt yourself."

I tried again and was able to get more into my mouth this time.

"Oh, fuck," he groaned.

One of Mac's hands moved to the back of my head and he helped me get the rhythm he wanted. I sucked up and down on his shaft, getting most of it into my mouth.

"Yeah, Mikey, you're so fucking good. You're getting me close, baby."

Mac's breathing increased and he held the back of my head gently pushing while he pumped his hips up into my mouth as I bobbed up and down with my mouth and hand. I used my left hand to run through the hair on his chest and stomach, then down to cup his balls. The slurping and sucking noises I was making combined with Mac's breathing and grunting caused my dick to throb.

"Here it comes, Mikey. I'm coming!"

I kept sucking and looked up at Mac. His eyes locked onto mine, his face contorted into a mix of pain and pleasure.

"Aw fuck, I'm comin'!" he shouted and I felt his dick jerk. It pulsed against my tongue and I felt the first blast hit the roof of my mouth. My mouth quickly filled with semen and I had to swallow to keep up.

When he was finished, I crawled up and laid on my side next to him.

"You come a lot," I whispered.

"I always come a lot when I'm really turned on and into it. And you really turn me on, Mikey."

I blushed. "Thanks."

"You don't even know how good you are, do you?"

"I kind of had a boyfriend in college. He was my first ever and I guess we did it a lot. You know, oral..."

"Have you been with a lot of guys... if you don't mind me asking?"

"After Ted, there were three other guys, but only one time each. Well, twice with one of them."

"I didn't realize you were so inexperienced. I've been with more than four guys... a lot more. I hope that doesn't bother you."

"No. It doesn't matter to me."

Mac kissed me deep and hard as he reached down and grabbed my hard-on. He gripped the shaft with his thumb and first two fingers and began sliding the tight skin up and down. His mouth moved from my mouth to the base of my neck. He began sucking hard on my neck as he increased the speed of his hand. I was already so turned on from blowing him, I couldn't hold back.

"Andy, I'm coming," I whispered.

Andy pulled off my neck and watched as my body shook. I grabbed him tight and buried my face into his neck as my legs stretched and my toes curled and come spurted from my dick. The first spurt landed on my chest and the next two on my stomach, with the last couple dribbling out onto his hand.

"Nice," he whispered. He brought his hand to my mouth and looking at him, I licked some of the come off. He brought his hand to his own mouth and tasted the rest.

We laid back on the bed trying to catch our breath when the damned alarm clock went off.

"You don't mind if I take a quick shower?" Mac asked.

"Of course not." I shook my head and we got up out of bed.

I got a fresh clean towel and washcloth for him and told him he was welcome to use my shower gel and shampoo. While he took a shower, I went to the kitchen and made a pot of coffee. I yawned while it was brewing and I pulled a couple of mugs from the cupboard. When Mac walked out of the bathroom naked, running the towel through his hair, I almost dropped my cup. He really shouldn't be walking around naked if he wanted me to function properly.

He walked to his backpack and pulled out a fresh tank top and boxer shorts and slipped them on.

"How do you like your coffee?" I asked.

"Black is fine. Thanks," he said as I handed him the mug. He looked up at the clock and quickly finished the coffee. He disappeared into the bedroom and came out wearing yesterday's jeans. He stuffed his boxers and shirts into his backpack.

"I gotta head out," he said quietly as he bent down and kissed me. "Can I see you again, Mikey?"

"I'm not busy tonight," I replied with a grin.

Mac laughed. "What's your number?"

We both grabbed our cell phones and traded phone numbers. I walked him to the door and we hugged and kissed. "Bye, Andy."

"Bye, Mikey. See you tonight."

# Chapter 3

Mac called when he was on his way and asked if I wanted to go out for dinner and stay over at his place tonight. I packed an overnight bag and after he picked me up, we went out to dinner.

We talked about everything at dinner. He told me how he came out when when his mom caught him getting a blowjob from a buddy when he was 17. We laughed about it, but at the time he said it was definitely not funny. He had a sister, who was the eldest sibling, two older brothers, and one younger brother. He didn't get along with his oldest brother, especially after he came out. His mother and the other siblings eventually came around and accepted his being gay. His dad left when he was 5, so his mother raised the five kids by herself working long hours as an ER nurse.

I told him about my family, my Mom managed a hotel restaurant and Dad was a city cop. I had a brother who was four years older and engaged to be married. I also had a sister two years younger, still in college. I came out after my sophomore year of college. My mom and sister were okay with it, but my brother shook his head and said he knew I was a fag. Dad said he didn't care what I did in my bedroom as long as I didn't flaunt it in front of him. I leaned in towards Mac and whispered as if it was a dirty secret, "He's a republican." Mac laughed loudly and I joined him.

Mac's house was just outside the city in an older neighborhood. It was very well maintained and charming. It was a three bedroom, two bath ranch-style house on a really good sized lot. The master bedroom had its own bathroom and a big walk in closet. Mac's king size bed was very comfy. He had soft sheets and a fluffy down comforter. It was completely not what I expected from a guy like Mac, which seemed to be a common theme with him.

We made out for a long time and when I moved down to take him into my mouth, he pulled my body so that he could suck me at the same time. He had to back off my dick a few times because I was so close. When he finally got close, he attacked me with his mouth and we came in each others' mouths almost at the same time. Afterward, I cuddled up next to him and yawned. I was shocked at how comfortable I felt with him after only my second time with him. I didn't have much time to dwell on it, because I fell right asleep.

The next morning, we slept in and then showered and got dressed. After eating a bowl of cereal, we went down to the farmer's market. Mac wanted to pick up some vegetables for a soup he was going to make us for dinner. Mac's shop was closed on Sundays, so we planned on spending the day together.

We casually strolled around the market booths talking and laughing.

"Mike? Mike!" I heard a woman shout behind me. I groaned and turned around and saw my parents and my younger sister.

"What are you doing up and about so early on a Sunday morning?" Mom asked.

"Uh, Mac dragged me out. He needed a few things from the market," I said. "This is my friend Mac. Mac, these are my parents, Jake and Beth Andrews. And this is my sister Jill."

Mac smiled warmly. "Nice to meet you."

Dad eyed Mac coldly as he shook his hand. Dad shot me a disapproving look that made me want to curl up and die. I was embarrassed by Dad's reaction, which I'm sure was because of Mac's appearance. Maybe if he covered up his tattoos and shaved his mustache or grew it into a more acceptable goatee. I immediately felt ashamed for thinking that. So what if he looked like a biker thug? He was the nicest guy I had ever met.

"Well, we'll let you go, honey," Mom said, interrupting the awkwardness. "And don't be a stranger."

"Bye."

I let out a deep breath and watched them walk away.

"Your Dad doesn't like me," Mac said.

"I'm so sorry, Andy. He's just really... conservative."

"Eh, it's okay, Mikey. I'm used to it."

"I know, Andy, but that doesn't make it okay."

I took a deep breath and blinked back the tears that were threatening to fall. Mac looked at me and smiled warmly.

"Thank you, Mikey," he said quietly.

Mac squeezed the back of my neck and we continued walking through the market.

Mac and I spent a wonderful day together. I'd never felt for anyone what I felt for Andy. I was already falling in love with him.

When he dropped me off Sunday night at my apartment, we kissed for a little bit in the truck. When I got inside, I laid down on the couch. I was confused and scared. Did I really love him? What will my parents think? What if he didn't even feel the same about me?