The Completion Contract, Part II

The Completion Contract, Part II

Debra was in a hurry to get home. She finally had enough free time to schedule Brad to start the work on her home, but the showing she had scheduled for 1:00 got pushed back to 2:00, and even then the buyers had been late. They had taken a lot of time viewing the house, but it was worth it, since they had made an offer. Now, though, she was over two hours late to meet Brad, the gorgeous hunk who had done all the work on Alicia's house before she sold it. He'd done all the work in the nude, no less, and she couldn't wait to get home and get him started. She'd texted Brad earlier and told him she was running late, and how to enter her house after he had inspected the outside, and then again while she was writing the offer. But now she was worried that he may have given up on her and left. She was greatly relieved to see that his truck was still parked in front of her house when she pulled up. She grabbed her heavy satchel, put her keys in one hand and hooked her purse over that arm, and hurried into the house. As soon as she got inside, she called out for Brad, and started searching the rooms for him.

She walked into the small family room and froze. Her arms went slack, and her satchel and her purse hit the floor, along with her keys. Her eyes got huge, and her jaw dropped.

"Oh........ my......... god" slowly came out of her mouth. "You're...... you..... you're..... huge!"

Brad was sitting on one end of the couch, facing the doorway where Debra stood, her feet surrounded by the items he had dropped. He was completely naked. He had one leg hooked over the armrest, and a big erection which he was slowly stroking. It was pointed straight up, and it was big.

"Oh," he calmly responded, "I'm a little bigger than average, but no where near what you'd call huge."

"I..... I.... I've never seen one that big before!"

"Really, Debra, compared to some of those porn starts, I'm not that big."

"You looked kind of normal when I saw you at Alicia's house. I had no idea you were packing a monster!"

"I guess I'm what they call a 'grower' rather than a 'shower.' But when I get aroused, it does swell up, and I love the way it feels when I'm hard like this."

"Well, you're certainly way too big for me! That thing would tear me apart!"

"Now, Debra, you're not remembering your high school health class. Any vagina can accommodate any size penis. Remember that? All you have to do is go slow and allow time for you to adapt. I've never hurt anyone, and I don't intend to hurt you!"

By now Debra had regained enough of her composure to start picking up the things she had dropped. "Well, I told you about the broken latch on the sliding glass door so you could check out the spare bathroom, but why are you naked? And why do you have that huge hard-on?"

"I found what looks like a photography studio in the great room, and your pictures all around the walls. I certainly enjoyed them, particularly the way they started on one end as lingerie poses, then got more and more revealing as I followed them around the room. They got really hot by the time I reached the other end, and by then I was hard as a rock. And when you're this big, you can't fit into clothes if you get hard, so I had to strip. When I got your text that you were on the way, I knew I couldn't get soft in time to get dressed, so I thought I'd give you a little show to welcome you home!"

"Well, that's certainly a homecoming I'll never forget. But I'm really embarrassed that you saw my pictures!" Debra placed her satchel and purse on the side table and sat down on the couch next to Brad. He promptly pulled her hand to his shaft and started sliding it up and down, then released her hand. She kept stroking him, and he was delighted.

"If you don't want anyone to see them, why do you have them up on the wall?"

"They're not for visitors, or even for any men to see. Around here, the real estate business booms in the spring, does fairly well in the summer, slows down in the fall, and is just about dead in the winter. So, when fall rolls around, I have a second business doing boudoir photography for women. I start them at the lingerie end of the pictures, and lead them along, trying to find their comfort level. Then I nudge them to push themselves a little farther, depending upon who they are posing for. Then we get started with them posing and me taking the pictures."

"There's that much of that business in this town to keep you going all winter long?"

"There's a lot of women who want the pictures, and for a variety of reasons. Some younger ones want a record of how hot they once were. Middle aged women want to preserve what they looked like before old age sets in. Some want them as a Christmas gift for their husbands or boyfriends. Some in a relationship want them to inspire their man to pop the question. And a few come back for another session because their man wanted them to go more daring. The ones who don't need them for Christmas, I encourage to postpone their session until after the holidays. And I get a few after the holidays with women who want a do-over, or their man wants them to go farther. It keeps me going until the housing market heats up in the spring."

"Well, that sounds reasonable. So, do you only photograph women?"

"Of course! Who else would I photograph?"

"Why men, of course. Men like me."

"YOU!!! Are you serious?"

"Sure! Why not?"

"Well, for starters, I've never photographed a man. I'd have no idea how to pose you! I photograph women for their men to look at. I know how to make a woman look the way a man wants, and I have all these outfits and poses for women because that's what men want to see. But women don't generally want nude photos of men. I wouldn't have a clue who you were posing for, or how to pose you!"

"So why not pose me for you? Tell me what you want to see, and I'll do it. All you have to do is let your imagination run wild, and snap pictures!"

"I don't know. I'd have to think about that. For now, though, how about we get back to the work on the house?"

"OK, but posing sounds like more fun than working. At least, it does to me!"

"We'll let that go for now. The bathroom I want done over is this way."

Debra started to get up off the couch, and she let go of Brad's erection. He quickly grabbed her hand, wrapped it back around his shaft, and gave it a couple firm squeezes.

"When you want a horny man to follow you, Debra, you don't let go of him. You squeeze and drag him where you want him to go!"

"I think I'm going to have a few things to learn about you working for me. What else do I need to know?"

"Well, seeing as I'm already naked, the first thing you need to decide on is whether you want me working in the nude here."

"Of course I do! Alicia said having a naked man working on her home was way more fun than any other home repairs she'd ever had done. So, I waited to call you until I had a couple weeks with very few appointments just so I could hang out and watch the show!"

"Well, that's fine by me, as long as you fulfill your end of the deal."

"What am I supposed to do?"

"I'll explain while you lead me to the room you want renovated. I did check the outside of your house, and there are a few minor things, but nothing major. What do you want done in here?"

"When I do photo sessions, the bathroom next to the studio is where the ladies change, and leave their things. It's nowhere near adequate, and I know what I want done to make it much nicer for them. It's right over here. Now, what am I supposed to do while you're working on it?"

"First, you should check on how things are going several times a day. And every time you do, you should get me hard and play with me while you look around and ask any questions you might have. You don't get me off until the end of the day, and then the rule is that you have to do something different than the previous day. And, when the job is done, the next evening you have to cook me a steak dinner, and after dinner I get to use you any way I want."

"Whoa. Does that mean you're going to screw me with that monster cock of yours?"

"Don't worry about the size of my cock. I'm only about two inches bigger than average. You can handle it, I assure you, and I know very well how to make sure you can handle all of it."

"Are you sure about that? I'm smaller than Alicia."

"I've had women smaller than you, and after I got them used to me, they loved everything I had to offer. You'll be just fine!"

"So, if I do everything Alicia did, does that mean I get my work done for material cost, too?"

"No, sorry, I can't do that again. I lose money when I work for just costs. Alicia and I had been together for the better part of twenty years, and I knew she was in a bind, so I cut her a huge break. I worked for her for three weeks at cost, and I can't afford to do that again. But I will offer you a discount, though."

"How much of a discount?"

"That will depend upon your skill. I spent a while sitting there, waiting for you, with a nice hard-on, and thinking about what a fair discount would be. And I decided to have you play a little game, and let the results decide how much I can offer you. First, though, I have to understand what you want done in this bathroom."

With that, Debra released her grip on Brad's erection. They were now in one of the strangest bathrooms Brad had ever seen. It was good sized, but it was very odd shaped, with walls meeting at strange angles. She went into detail explaining what she wanted done, and there was quite a bit to it. But the way she described how the room would be when it was done made it clear that she had given a lot of thought to what would make her photography clients far more comfortable in it. Brad listened carefully, asked questions, and they continued discussing the job until it was clear that he understood exactly what she wanted. Brad guessed it would take between three and four weeks, and promised her a written estimate in two days. He gave her a rough estimate of between twenty and twenty-five thousand dollars. By then, Brad's erection had faded to nothing but a soft, normal looking penis. That's when Debra asked again about a discount. Brad led her back out to the family room, and retrieved his phone from his pile of clothes. Then they sat down on the couch and he explained his idea.

"If you play by the rules for the job, I'll work naked like I did for Alicia. Now I can't afford to work for costs again, but I'll offer you a discount of up to twenty percent, if you can win this little game I dreamed up while I was waiting for you. First, you get me fully hard. Then I start a timer on my phone. You earn one percent of discount for every full minute that you can keep me fully hard. If I come, time's up. If you let me go soft, time's up. You can get as much as twenty percent, if you can keep me going for twenty minutes. Are you game for giving it a shot?"

"For twenty percent off? Twenty percent of twenty-five thousand dollars is five thousand dollars. I get to play with that monster you're packing and save five grand at the same time? You bet I'm game and then some! Let's get this cock up to full bloom!"

Debra immediately started stroking Brad's now soft penis. His eagerness for her touch resulted in his getting hard quickly. His enjoyment at Debra's attention was growing quickly, and he wanted all he could get. He reached over to his phone, and took his own sweet time accessing and starting the timer app.

"OK, the timer's running. Now you're earning your discount."

Debra didn't bother replying. She had the biggest cock she had ever seen in her hands, and it was now quite hard. She hoped that she could keep him hard for the full twenty minutes, but she was concerned about how she could keep him from coming. And she knew that a long session of stimulation without letting him come could wind up with him getting tired, losing interest, and going soft. She decided to change techniques regularly.

She sucked on the head of his cock, then stopped sucking and started flicking the tip with her tongue. Then she went back to sucking again. She alternated those two techniques for a while, simultaneously sliding one hand up and down his shaft while the other hand caressed his balls. When she thought his hardness was diminishing, she switched to taking him deep into her mouth, then pulling almost all the way back out. When he was almost out of her mouth, she wrapped both hands around his shaft and twisted them in opposite directions. With his cock already wet from her sucking on it, her hands slid around comfortably. She kept that up for a while, then changed again. Next she took him deep, then all the way out, and used one hand to hold his shaft while she teased the rim of his head with the other hand. Then she took him deep again, and repeated the sequence several times. Her next move was to take him deep again, then pull him out, squeeze his head with her thumb and index finger, then lick the opening with the tip of her tongue. She had gone through about three cycles of this technique, and was tickling his opening with the tip of her tongue when he suddenly exploded. The first stream of cum shot onto both of her lips, with some going into her mouth. She instinctively ducked down, causing his next stream to land across her forehead, down across her nose, and over one cheek. That caused her to turn her head to the other side, and his next stream went across the other cheek, and down across her chin. He dribbled a couple small squirts, and then Brad collapsed into the couch. Debra sat there stunned, trying to deal wit the taste of cum in her mouth without making a big scene.

Brad regained his composure and immediately apologized.

"Sorry, Babe, but you worked me so long I just didn't feel that one coming on. I certainly would have warned you if I had known I was about to come!"

Remembering what else was going on, Brad picked up his phone, glanced at the screen, and then announced that Debra had won a fourteen percent discount. He quickly turned off the timer, opened his camera app, and snapped several photos of Debra's cum splattered face.

"DON'T YOU DARE TAKE PICTURES OF ME LIKE THIS!"

"But you look so hot and sexy with my cum all over you! I never imagined giving you a facial, but this would look spectacular at the end of that line of pictures in your studio!"

"ABSOLUTELY NOT! If I ever see those pictures anywhere, you're going to be singing soprano immediately!"

"Aww, Debra, don't get so upset. If you don't want them, I won't show them to anyone. But they look so hot, I just have to keep them! I think I'll keep them for my own enjoyment the next time I'm horny and you're not around! And maybe we'll talk about giving you another facial as my final payment!"

"In your dreams!"