can't they give you a better idea of when they're going to come than just 'morning' or 'afternoon'," I complained to myself out loud. Just then, the doorbell rang. "At last," I sighed and answered the door. I must of had a pretty irate expression on my face, because immediately after identifying himself, the cable technician began to profusely apologize for being late. "The last customer of the day usually feels pretty inconvenienced. The company schedules service calls like this, but usually I'm the one to suffer the customer's wrath," he said good naturedly. "You won't hold the lateness of the day against me, will you?" he continued. His easy going nature soon had me anal thumbs anal sex positions in a much better mood. Besides that, he was really good looking. He was in his mid-twenties, maybe two or three years younger than me. Thick, sandy blond hair crowned his head: it had a casual, slightly unkept appearance, like he didn't really care that much how he looked. His handsome face was perfectly accented by the soft blond growth of a two-day beard. His build wasn't bad either. He looked lean and muscular, but wasn't hulking. A well-shaped ass was covered by the mottled blue fabric of his tight stonewashed jeans. I couldn't help but imagine what it would feel like to bury my shaft between those firm buns. I shifted my male anal fisting anal sex positions weight to hide my quickly hardening cock. In no time, he had the cable connected and was ready to leave. Without thinking, I quickly suggested that, since I was his last hook-up for the day, maybe he'd like to stay for a few minutes and join me for a beer. I didn't really think anything was going to happen, but I just couldn't resist trying to spend a little more time with this handsome stud. To my surprise, he hardily accepted. In short order, we had quaffed a couple of beers each. I started getting up to get myself another beer and asked him if he wanted another. As I reached for his glass, he grabbed my adult anal anal sex positions forearm with a tight
