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Photo Story #65
🕑 Added 2025-07-18 16:05:11 +0000 UTCI'd been taking my cars to Big Mike's Garage since I'd bought my first car. Big Mike was a bear of a guy in his early 50's and he worked with his son, Duncan, who was even bigger than Big Mike, and a guy in his 60's who never seemed to talk.
But when I took my car in to get the brakes replaced, I was surprised to find just Big Mike and a ridiculously attractive new mechanic who he introduced as Pablo.
Pablos was like a wet dream; dark eyes, black hair that hung over his forehead and full lips that promised the best kisses and blowjobs of your life. He wore a tight green tee that was covered in oil and grease and a pair of jeans that were so tight, they were obscene.
"Pablo here will work on your car. We're fairly quiet today so give us a couple of hours and it should be ready for you to pick up."
I thanked Big Mike and stumbled out of the garage with my dick thickening in my pants. I was utterly besotted with Pablo. I didn't know if he was straight, bi or gay or what he might be, but I wanted him.
With two hours to kill, I decided to head to the coffee shop on the next block over, but despite the work I had to do, the calls I took, or the coffee I sipped, I couldn't stop thinking about sexy Pablo in his ridiculously tight jeans. He was practically begging for them to be ripped off.
When I headed back to the garage, I was surprised to see Big Mike's truck gone, and no one manning the desk. There was always someone on the desk and I'd just assumed Big Mike would be around, but there was no one.
I pushed open the double doors that led to the workshop and was relieved to see that my car was parked to the side, which I hoped meant that it was finished already.
The question was . . . where was everyone?
"Hello" I called, hoping there was someone around, preferably Pablo.
"Back here," a voice called from the back of the workshop, and I knew it was Pablo even though I'd only had a "hi" from him earlier.
Sure enough, when I rounded an old Mustang, there was Pablo, on all fours under a vintage VW beetle. And fuck, his ass was the best I'd ever seen in real lifem round, pert, peachy and oh so fuckable!
"You're here to pick up the Civic right?"
I could only nod, my mouth unable to move or form words.
"Give me two minutes to finish this and I'll be right with you."
He gave me a smile that made my stomach flip before turning around to go back to the car.
At that moment, he leaned forward to go on to his hands and knees, and as he pushed out that perfect ass, all of my dreams came true. There was a loud RRRRIIIPPPPPPPP as the denim tore right down the side of his rear right pocket, the material shredding open like tissue paper, revealing the skimpiest black briefs I'd ever seen in my life.
Pablo seemed to be oblivious to his predicament and continued working on the car whilst I pulled my phone from my pocket and started filming the view in front of me. I couldn't pass up on the chance to get footage of this sexy guy with his ass on show, his slutty bikini briefs barely covering the best butt I'd seen.
When Pablo came out from under that car, I planned on doing everything in my power to get those jeans off, but if that failed then I would always have the footage of him flexing his glutes with his jeans ripped open!
Comments
SuitedWestend
RIGHT! ๐
Egg
Oh man what I would do for that to happen irl ๐
