My neighbor the contractor part 3 of 3

"Damn, faggot! You suck it better than women"

I pulled it out quickly from my mouth but continued with my hand, to tell him:

"Now it has to be quick. But if you want a day with more tranquility... But it has to be when you come sweaty and dirty from the construction site. One day in the elevator I would have eaten the biggest one, dude. But your smell turns me on so much. You have to fuck me when you come all dirty and stinking, smelling like a man."

He didn't say anything. I swallowed it again and kept sucking. He was only panting and occasionally escaping "damn..." , "Holy shit...!"

He didn't warn me, but he pulled it out seconds before coming. Even so, a good part of it fell on my face and neck.

He threatened me if I opened my mouth and told anyone. I got tired of assuring him, repeating it, and arguing with him about why I would never do it.

He kept my number. Three days later, he sent me a message:

"Are you home? I'm coming over, with 34 degrees today you don't know how I'm coming, what's in my armpits you won't be able to handle, even if you like to be a slut"

"Let me decide that"

"Do you like it from behind?"

"With someone like you, it would be a pleasure"

"Do you have a condom or should I go to the pharmacy? I think it's not closed"

"I have one. I'm going to shower and clean myself well from behind. I love being clean for a dirty and bastard man like you."

From that day on, Julian comes to my house at least once a week. Just the other day, he sent me this message: "I'll be 10 minutes late at most. I'm walking on the sunny sidewalk. Go thinking about how disgusting I'm going to arrive. I'm going to fuck you lying on top, between the sweat and the spit I'm going to throw at you...."

"You could piss on me, if you want"

It took him a couple of minutes to respond.

"You're disgusting, bitch. You're going to find out."