“When can I have my car back?”
“When you pay for it. Did you think I was going to fix it for free?”
“No. But I told you I didn’t have much money.”
“Well, then no car till the bill is paid.”
Damn it. Now, what am I supposed to do? I need my car tomorrow so I can get to work. I am tapped out on money until I get paid again, and that won’t be for days. There has to be a way to get it back sooner. I need to think about this.
I sat in my apartment trying to come up with an idea, but nothing came to me. Everything I thought about required borrowing the money or finding someone else to pay for it. It wouldn’t be my parents; they were through helping me financially. Since I was single and not dating anyone, that ruled that out. My boss said he couldn’t help anymore since the last time it took too long to pay it back. Screwed is what I am.
“That’s it,” I thought to myself. That’s how I can get it back sooner. I can let him screw me. I have always noticed him checking me out when I go in for auto repairs. It can’t be that bad. He is quite a bit older than me, but it might be fun for one time. It’s not like I am going to make a habit of it or anything.
It was close to closing time when I got back there. Butch was in one of the bays under a car. He looked so funny with just his legs sticking out and his belly showing through the shirt kind of like one of those cartoons on TV; I had to chuckle to myself. I did notice quite the bulge going on in his pants though. Lying in that position tightened them up on him.
I looked around to make sure everyone else had left. I then approached him and decided to try one more time to get my car. I figured I would have to pay for it somehow, so it was now or never. I kneeled down and gently touched his leg while speaking to him, “Hey Butch, are you busy?”
“What does it look like to you?” Butch replied sarcastically.
“Looks like you are, and you are a mess on top of that,” I said back. “What happened? The oil pan spring a leak?”
“Something like that,” Butch answered in an annoyed voice, “What do you want? You come back to pay for the repairs?”
“Well I don’t have it all, so I was hoping we could work something out,” I answered trying to sound cheerful. I thought to myself; it was now or never. Since I was already touching his leg, I let my hand go to his crotch. It was quite an impressive bulge I felt through his pants. He didn’t have time to react before I had unzipped him and pulled his remarkable cock out. I worked it up and down with my hands and felt it grow considerably.
I leaned into him and licked the shaft from top to bottom. It was salty from the sweat and beginning to ooze pre-cum. Licking around the base got quite a reaction out of him. I think he hit his head under the car. I smiled to myself and engulfed the head with a slight slurping sound. The head was quite large compared to the shaft. Working his cock with my hands and now with my mouth made him moan quite loud. Again I smiled and even hummed a little to myself. That just added to his pleasure.
I began my assault on his cock by sucking it in. I swirled my tongue all around and flicked the hole with the tip of it. I worked my way down his pole and found the bottom with just a little gag. This was not my first cock sucking by any means. Swirling and sucking and gliding up and down his cock was having the effect I was hoping it would. He was bucking up against me and timing his thrusts to reach the back of my throat. I knew he wouldn’t hold out for long.