So here I am again. At the back of the apartment I work in, having my morning smoke and waiting for the hottest guy who works in the building to walk by as per usual. He's a middle-aged security guard who has been working here for the past 6 years, yet I've never heard him speak once. Every morning he parks his van in the same spot and always strolls over to where I sit and has a smoke. We always sit in silence. Today was like every other. He's about 5'10" 280lbs, and has a beard that is closely trimmed.

Even though I finish my smoke before he does, I wait for him to finish his before going inside the building. Now I get to see his cute ass as he walks away to the door of the apartment. Every morning I get teased with this. It sucks, but I can still fantasize out watching that ass walk up to my bedroom door one night.

I grab my stuff and get inside before my boss yells at me for being late again. If I only could explain. I went down to the workshop to grab all my supplies and head to apartment 207, the one I was told I had to paint today.

Every apartment in this building looked like it had been broken into, but the tenants are just disrespectful. It doesn't help that everyone who works here doesn't care either. On the way to 207 I passed a few doors and it seemed that apartment 202 really had been broken in to. I knocked a few times but no one came to the door. I pushed it open and saw that the place was rather tidy and well kept. There wasn't much furniture, in fact, very little. I still thought that I should call security just in case this was more than someone forgetting to lock up.

Then it hit me. I had never spoken to this guy before and I knew I was probably going to screw up everything I saying. Either way, I had to tell him about this. I ran downstairs to his little booth and he slowly turned as I walked up. There it was, his amazing smile, slightly hidden by his beard, but it was there. His face was so inviting and he just looked so happy.

"Can I help you?" he asked, snapping me out of my oasis.

"You sure can" I replied, and quickly informed him about the situation. He got up and radioed for his co-worker but he was out for lunch. He asked me to go with him to check it out if I had the time.

"Sure", I replied. I could not have been more enthusiastic. Maybe a little bit too enthusiastic because he shot a weird look at me.

I followed him to the elevator, staring at his tightly held jeans, just imagining what could possibly be hidden behind such a small layer of denim. The though of just jumping on him crossed my mind a few times but I thought it'd be a bit unprofessional and uncalled for.

We got up to the apartment and he started checking out details of the apartment. He gave me his memo book and told me to record everything he says. I just sat there and checked out all the details of his body; this guy was perfect. I then realized that I didn't even know his name. I have never even seen him wear a nametag either. I got up my nerve to ask and tried to form it in a way that didn't seem like I wanted a phone number with it.

"The name's Jett" I said, holding out my hand.

"I'm Stanley", he replied. "Stanley Jenkins.”

"Nice to meet you, or rather, nice to talk to you. Out of all the times we've sat out back in the morning smoking, I don't think we've ever talked".

"Yeah, it's kind of weird, but you always seemed so deep in thought that I didn't want to disturb you", he said, giving me a look like he knows something I don't.

"I've wanted to talk for a while but could never think of a good way to start a conversation. I guess that this break-in is something to talk about", I replied, not thinking about what I had just said.

"What have you wanted to talk about?” as he got a little bit closer and sounding a bit more personal.

"I don't know", I said, not sounding very convincing at all.

"I think I can guess what you wanted to talk to me about. Maybe about the way you watch me pull up to my parking space every day. Or how about the way I see your eyes glance over every few seconds while we're smoking. Or maybe how you wait for me to finish my smoke and watch me walk to the door?” he said as he walked right up to me. "You know I wiggle my ass a little every time I go to the door. I thought you'd like it". And with that he pressed up against me with a big grin across his face.

"You should have mentioned this sooner".

With that, he grabbed my hands and pressed them to the wall above my head and pressed my body against the wall, locking lips together for the first time. I could have sworn we were there for 10 minutes in the passionate lock, and I couldn't have cared any less. I could feel his bulge pressing into mine. He backed away from the kiss a bit and softly whispered, "I think you're going to like this". With that he shut the door, locked it and grabbed my arm, leading me to the bedroom and threw me onto the bed. I was a little confused. Why were we doing this here? He grabbed a remote and turned on the TV.

Surprisingly it was porn that showed up. And not just any porn, it was gay porn that involved a big bear and a chaser. I looked around trying to figure something out and saw a picture of him on the wall in the hallway. I finally clued in that this was his apartment.

"I know you're a bit confused, but I'll explain later", he said. He pulled my shirt off and I did the same to him, admiring a nice hairy chest and quarter-sized nipples. I sucked on them as he moaned. I could easily tell he liked it. He rolled me on top of him and I went straight for his pants. I couldn't wait to see what was just behind the denim. I tore off his pants in a fury to reveal a very nice sized package held back by tight fitting boxer briefs. The briefs were already tented and ready to come off, so I did just that. What lay behind them was amazing. His 7.5" thick cock sprung up into my face and hit my chin. I could see him grin and knew what he wanted.

I grabbed it by the base and slowly teased him, coming close to the head, but not quite licking it yet and going back down to the base. I could see him aching for it and just waiting for my warm mouth to lick the head, and I finally gave into temptation. It was so thick that I had problems fitting it in my mouth, but he helped with his hand on the back of my head. I sucked hard it until I saw his nuts tighten up and knew it was not time yet. I got up and lay on top of him again, locked into another long passionate kiss. This time however, he rolled on top of me and started to suck on my nipples. As he sucked, his hands went for my belt, undoing it with the precision of a sniper and tore my pants off me in a hurry. He did the same with my boxers and went to town. He wasn't one for teasing, and he knew exactly what he was doing. He took my 7' uncut cock in his mouth with ease and sucked until his nose was buried in my pubes. He came up for air and went back down. He knew what he was doing, even deep throating and swallowing at the same time. Sort of a super massage on my cock. He loved it too. The feel of his beard on my nuts was outstanding too. He stopped short of me cumming and gave me a quick smile.

He grabbed my ankles and pushed them back beside my head, curling me up in a ball and giving him complete access to my waiting twitching hole. He dove in and loved each minute of it, sticking his tongue in as far as it would go and then biting the side of my hole. He even sucked as hard as he could to give me a hickey, marking his territory. He let my legs down, spit on his finger and started to suck me again, but this time he shoved his finger into me as far as it would go. I almost lost it then and there but held back, as hard as it was; I knew there were even better things to come. I then felt a second finger find it's way in and it went right to my prostate, massaging it like no other.

"I think we're ready here", he said as he reached into his drawer to get a bottle of lube.

He lubed up everything and pressed the head of his cock against my hole, easing it in gently. He started to pump hard instantly, knowing that he had already warmed me up and had me going. I had a great view of his hairy chest and handsome face as he fucked me with all he had. I reached up and grabbed his nipples, pinching them as hard as I could, only adding fuel to this fire. I saw the expression in his face change and knew he was about to lose himself.

"Here is comes, get ready", he said as he pumped slower but with more force than before. This had me going so much that I couldn't take it anymore and shot my load all over my chest and chin. This sent him over the edge and I could feel him empty his balls into my ass.

He collapsed onto me and we laid there in a sweaty heap for the better part of an hour and he explained that this room was his, but he only used it when he had to work through the night. We talked until my phone rang. It was my boss and he didn't sound too happy. I apologized to Stan and he gave me his number, saying that if I found any more rooms that were broken into, he'd sure be happy to check them out for me.