A few weeks after this memorable evening of the deflowering of a heterosexual by my Jules and me, it is finally the day of the construction site. There are two technicians who start by dismantling the old kitchen and begin the installation of the new one. Of the two, there is one who catches my eye, it is Luc. He has a very bright look, mid-length hair and muscles everywhere. The green of his eyes is surrounded by large blond eyelashes. He is tattooed in different places, notably on his right bicep. I arrange to be behind him so that I can admire his buttocks. It is a pure marvel! It is better sculpted than a statue of Apollo. We feel an incredible muscular power. His curves are magnificent and I am lucky to see him squatting. Suddenly, I have a bird's eye view of the small of his back and especially of the beginning of his crack. This one is not white but as tanned as the rest of his body. We can see a light golden fleece. I am tempted to rub my glans on it and it is not his wedding ring on his left ring finger that can make me lose this desire. I stare at him as much as I can all day long while trying to meet his gaze and trying to charm him but he seems very impassive to my attentions. The phone rings, it is Max who asks if everything is going well and if he can come and see. He talks with the two and they decide that Luc will stay alone to finish the job. While waiting for Max to arrive, I do not leave Luc and manage to help him by being as tactile as possible and I do not stop throwing him languorous glances. While he seems to remain impassive, I think I notice a bump forming at the level of his crotch. I'm not sure and to make sure, I swing my gaze between his crotch and his eyes. He notices and his cheekbones turn red. I am close to reaching my goal but I must not cry victory too soon. Jules and Max should arrive soon. Should I wait for them despite my impatience? Luc puts his last screwdriver in his toolbox and I am about to use my vice. I let Luc do his inspection tour while staring into his eyes, alternating with his crotch. Seeing that he considers his task complete, I suggest that we have a small drink while waiting for Max. I settle him on the sofa and come back with two glasses. I hand him his and arrange for our hands to touch and we clink glasses while projecting our gaze into each other's. We take a sip and instinctively place our glasses on the coffee table before placing a hand on each other's knee. Our gazes ignite and our faces come closer. Our lips touch and as our tongues pass our lips, I move my hand up to this bump that I have provoked and maintained for many minutes. I feel a very stiff cock, of an interesting size. Our tongues are very hot against each other and I pass my second hand on the back of Luc's neck. I stroke his little hairs and become more and more languid with my tongue against his. I feel one of his hands come to inquire about my penile vigor. He undoes my fly button with boldness and his hand plunges into my boxers and frees my gl ...

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