This dude was delivering the lighting equipment we'd ordered from a local Ace Hardware because the hotel room was too dark to properly video. He saw all the equipment in the room and offhandedly asked about it, thinking that we were associated with a movie shoot coincidentally going on outside the building. I told him the truth of what we were doing, adding that he could have the starring role if he wanted.
He was game but very short of time, so he told me to "make quick work" of it. When this delivery guy pulled down his sweats, holy fuck. This man possesses not only this quiet, "big dick energy" but an uncut dick scent that was magic and a dense pubic bush the likes of which defines a perfection of masculinity. Making quick work of the dude would just come naturally. Sure enough, it didn’t take much for nature to take its course. He blew his load; I swallowed. With his hand he squeezed out the last of his spew and shook it off the tip of his dick. The job done, he unceremoniously pulled up his sweats and walked off like nothing had ever happened.