I Basically Fucked A Locksmith

by Diego

So much for trying to stay celibate in New York for two weeks. Next thing you know you meet a charming young locksmith at your job and that's it. You're back to your wild Craigslist-esque ways. Except this trick was spawn by the real world, imagine that.

He came in to fix the lock to the storage, which was stuck. And since everyone at my work place is a bottom we had to call to get the thing fixed. I never had a thing for locksmiths. As a matter of fact, when I think of them I picture an old guy or some Korean immigrant who ignores everything you say and then charges you $500 for a key. But this locksmith surprised me. He was in his early 20s and had a thick Israeli accent. He wore glasses, was a bit scrawny and in dire need for a haircut. But I decided to flirt anyway, because it's fun to risk losing your job over Jewish cock, I suppose.

The thing is, he flirted back. He wasn't feminine at all, despite the intellectual/hipster look. Which kept me interested. Plus, my fag hag is Jewish and has told me that most straight men in Israel fuck fags because unlike America, they have this thing where they try to enjoy their sexuality.

So I watched him hammer a screwdriver onto the broken lock so hard it almost made me cum. He unscrewed things and slammed things with such mastery and dexterity I just wanted to reward him with the best blow job a Manhattanite could give him before he went back to Bed-Stuy.



When the new lock was up and running he decided to test it with both of us inside the storage space. I asked him if he had watched "Yasser and Jagger". He said no. "So you likes the Israeli gay films, huh?", he said. Yes, and I likes your Israeli straight dick too, so do me already!

Anyway, he wasn't druze or Brazilian or anything so of course I had to work for my meat, honey. When he said the service was done, I asked him: "Really? So you will never be back to visit us?". And he said: "No. Why I come back and visit? What else do you need me do?". And I smiled. The kind of universal smile only a fag can give a straight guy -- as if saying: honey, consider your dick sucked already.

He pulled it out of his pants, I sucked that motherfucker like it was the Intifada, honey. He came quickly in my mouth as he pinched my nipples (human contact, also a perk one can indulge in when on non-American soil). We came out of storage, I paid him for his services with my boss's credit card and he kissed me on the cheek. Like he wasn't ashamed. Like he wanted more. So hopefully I will accidentally be locked out of my apartment sometime soon.