Date: Thu, 6 Aug 2009 13:59:22 -0400
From: mike loggerman <chatterman36@gmail.com>
Subject: Chub Memoirs - Adult years 25

I got a job transfer, and moved  to an area that was next to an Amish
community.   I had bought an old house and hired an Amish cabinet maker to
build kitchen cabinets and replace some of the inside doors.  I was
surprised when he sent his 19 year old son who worked with him.  He was tall
and very skinny, with dark blond hair.  I watched him as he took
measurements for the cabinets and doors, trying to imagine him without his
overalls, which didn't allow much of a view of his body.  We chatted a bit,
and I noticed he had a pretty large bulge in his overalls.  I told him if he
needed to take care of his bulge, there was a bathroom down the hall.  He
blushed a bit, and told me they weren't allowed to do that.  I asked what he
usually did, and he said he just waited until it subsided.  I asked how he
relieved the pressure, and he said he usually just came in his sleep.  I
asked if he didn't just want to do something to relieve the pressure.  He
said he wished he could, but it was forbidden to touch himself that way.  I
asked if they could stroke each other, friends helping friends.  He said it
just wasn't done.  I apologized for asking personal questions, but I was
curious.  He said he didn't mind me asking, and I noticed he was still
hard.  I asked if he found someone who would handle his cock and make him
cum, was that be allowed.  He thought for a moment and said it would
probably be all right, but said it would be hard to find someone who would
do that for another guy in his community.  He appeared to have a wet spot
forming in his overalls.  I asked if it would be ok if someone outside his
community did it for him.  He smiled and said they weren't allowed to go to
prostitutes.  I ventured further, and asked what if it was another guy.  He
thought for a while and said it would probably be OK if you could find
someone willing to do it.

I said he looked like he could use the relief, and I would be willing to do
it for him.  He seemed shocked, and said, that they weren't supposed to
spill their seed.  I smiled and said I had a way to do it where he wouldn't
even spill one drop.  He was surprised but said ok, so we went to the
bedroom, and I asked him to take off his clothes.  He took off his overalls,
revealing his scrawny, slightly hairy  legs,  his big cock pressing against
his underwear.  He took off his shirt, and I could see his wiry toned smooth
chest.  He had large dark brown nipples, and dirty blond armpit hair.  His
underwear was drenched in precum, and he slid them down, revealing his very
narrow pelvis, and thick dirty blond bush around his throbbing eight inch
cock.  I sat down in front of him and ran my fingers along his inner thighs
and hips, and felt him shudder as I caressed his smooth low hanging balls.
I asked if anyone had ever touched him like this before, and he shook his
head no.  I asked him to spread his legs apart a bit more, and when he did,
I felt his hairy taint, and then asked if he wanted me to stop.  He said no
because it felt good.  I told him I was honored that he let me feel his
intimate place. I ran my fingers through his curly blond bush.  His crotch
was very musky like he hadn't showered in a a couple of days.

 I started stroking his cock, slowly at first, then getting faster as he
moaned with pleasure.  His eyes were closed as he enjoyed the hand job I was
giving him, so I pulled back his foreskin, and swirled my tongue around his
large head, tasting his precum, before taking his head in my mouth and
moving up and down his hard veiny shaft.  I slid my hands behind him,
feeling the indents of his tight smooth ass, and pulling him deeper into my
mouth,  His ass got goosebumps as I sucked and felt him.  He moaned louder
and louder, and his cock throbbed and started filling my mouth with his
thick delicious cum.  When he caught his breath, he thanked me and I told
him how much I enjoyed helping him.  He smiled as he got dressed.  I said I
would be willing to help him out anytime he wanted.  He thanked me and said
he might have to ask for my help again.

The next morning, he rang my doorbell at 7am.  He said he was up all night
thinking about how good I made him feel, and he needed me to help relieve
him.  I let him in and he went to my bedroom and took off his clothes.  I
lifted his arms and I licked his sweaty pits.  His cock was dripping precum,
and I got on my knees and started sucking him.  He parted his legs and let
me suck his balls as I felt him all over.  He shivered with every touch of
his body.  I deep throated him and caressed him, and he rewarded me with his
thick young cum.

I wound up sucking him almost every day they worked on my cabinets.  When
the job was done, he was gone.