I stopped for coffee at DQ this afternoon.
After I sat down I heard a guy telling the cashier that he’d have to pick his tomatoes tonight as there was a frost warning.
He sat down at a table behind me.
I turned and asked him, “Do you sell your tomatoes?”
He smiled and replied, “No. I freeze them and eat them all winter in soup and chilli.
“Okay.” I said, “I don’t eat them but my wife does. Sorry to bother you.”
“No problem.”
I was nearly finished my coffee when he came to my table and said, “If you want to come to my house, I’ll give you some tomatoes for your wife. After all, “Happy wife, happy life.”
I chuckled and replied, “That would be great.”
We went outside and he pointed to his car said, “Follow me, it’s not far.”
I followed. He lived about a mile from the DQ.
He pulled into his driveway and I parked on the street.
I followed him into his backyard. He had a huge garden. All sorts of produce, potatoes, beans, peas, corn and lots of tomato plants. He picked a couple of biggies and I said, “That’s good, thanks.”
He said, “I’ll get a bag from the garage for them.”
I followed him into the garage. He pulled out a bag from a bag of baggies and put the tomatoes inside.
I reached to shake his hand and thank him. While our right hands were occupied and his left hand held the bag, my left hand went down to his crotch and gave his genitals a slight squeeze.
I said, “Could I trade you a hand job for the tomatoes?”
Needless he was he was surprised. But, ………he didn’t pull away.
I stopped shaking his hand and dropped it to his crotch. I gently rubbed his package while my left hand pulled the zipper down on his fly. Using both hands to undo the snap, his trousers fell to his feet. I pulled his boxers down as well and both hands went to work on his junk.
He had an abundance of pubic hair and my left hand played with his hairy nutsack. My fingers softly rubbed and tugged on his cock. It was cut and maybe 3 inches long, good girth, fair sized knob.
As my fingers enjoyed their ministrations, he started to get hard.
He exclaimed, “Gawd, I can’t believe this is happening!”
His erect cock looked mighty tasty looking. Pre-cum was oozing from his piss slit. I used my thumb to rub it all over his knob. He was maybe 4.5 inches erect. A good size for sucking I thought as I could get his whole cock into my mouth without gagging.
I asked him, “If I gave you a suck, would you ever tell anybody?”
He said, “Shit no!”
I dropped to my knees and took him into my mouth. All of him. I started sucking and moving my mouth back and forth. My tongue played around and around his glans.
He must like it as I can hear him moaning softly.
Again he uttered, “Gawd, I can’t believe this is happening!”
My hands took hold of his butt cheeks and I massaged them as I sucked. I used their leverage and his thrusts to suck his cock back and forth.
I heard, “Oh gawd. Oh gawd. Oh gawd.”
I felt his cum spurting onto my tongue and down my throat. It tasted creamy like vanilla pudding.
He was breathing darn hard now and shaking and trembling on his feet.
I rose up and taking his head in my hands, kissed him fully on his lips. He kissed back.
I thrust my cum filled tongue into his mouth.
He must have been surprised by this too as he exclaimed, “Gawd, I can’t believe this is happening!”
We kissed a bit longer as we both tasted his essence on our lips and tongue and mouth.
I asked, “Is that three firsts for you today?”
He chuckled and replied, “It sure is!”