Part Six
When we got back to the apartment I cleaned it from top to bottom and took a shower. I got dressed in a pair of Daisy Duke shorts, a tight crop top with the Jem cartoon characters on it, and a pair of brown work boots, and met Collin in the office.
“Fuck, that looks hot,” Collin said when I entered the office. I turned and noticed a man sitting in the chair opposite the desk. He was dressed in a blue serviceman’s uniform and his name tag said Steve.
“What the fuck is this,” Steve asked.
“This is my little brother Billy. He’s helping me make some money before going off to college.”
“How about he helps me with replacing the pool equipment today and I’ll get that bill lowered for you. It’ll look impressive to the owners. Might even get you a paid position, so you don’t have to pimp out your little brother here.”
“Don’t know how much help he’ll be. He doesn’t know much about shit like that. More of a thinker than a doer.”
“He can hold my tools. Plus I’ll be able to work a lot easier without these big as blue balls dangling between my legs.”
Collin laughed, “Yeah, go ahead and take him for your assistant today.” He looked over at me, “Make sure Steve has a lighter load to carry today. Do whatever he tells you. And when you’re done, come and meet Jesse and me in the maintenance storage room, we’re reorganizing it and cleaning it out.”
“Yes, Sir.”
Steve got up and placed a hand on my ass. He was a big stocky man in his thirties who stood about a foot above me. His hand was so huge it reached from my waist all the way down to my thigh, completely encompassing one of my fat ass cheeks. He had dark eyes and a mess of dark hair on his head that flowed onto his face, but his chest looked to be completely smooth. I’d guess he was a mix of Native American and Mexican. “Come on Billy, I got something you can assist me with right away.” He grabbed his baggy uniform pants and took hold of something huge underneath that looked in proportion to the rest of his giant body.
Steve led me out to his van and we climbed into the back. He sat on a bucket of chlorine tablets and leaned against the back of the passenger seat with his pants down. His cock was gorgeous. Straight black pubes looked like a feathered headdress poking out from behind his huge hardening cock. He had a nice thick uncut nine with swirls of veins along the shaft and a set of heavy dark balls that rested on the top of the bucket. “Come on, we got shit to do.”
I took his cock in my mouth and felt it swell even further. Steve moaned as I gathered his balls in my hand and tugged on them. He place his hand on the back of my head and set a nice steady rhythm. Salty pre-cum leaked out of him started foaming around my lips.
We stayed like this for a while as he savored the feeling of my mouth on his cock. His balls started to tighten and he pushed my head off his cock. He took hold of it with his other hand and jerked it furiously for a couple minutes. I could see his orgasm building in his eyes and then he yelled out, “I’m gonna cum,” as he pushed my open waiting mouth onto him. He shot so much cum into me it was unbelievable. Every time I gulped down a mouthful, he’d fill it right back up. Four times I had to swallow so I didn’t choke to death. He relaxed as I cleaned him off and squeezed out the last little remnants.
“Fuck, you’re good.”
“Thanks.”
“Well, let’s see if I can teach you anything about installing pool equipment and maybe when we’re done we can have a repeat.”
“Whatever you need, I’m here to assist.”
He stood and pulled up his pants and I rose up too, marveling at his big meaty cock swinging so close to me under just a bit of fabric. He slapped my ass, “Come on, can’t just stare at my dick all day.”
Steve had me carry his tools and fetch items from his van as he tore apart the pool equipment. As hard as he tried to teach me a little about the system, none of it sank in, probably impeded by thoughts of his beautiful dick. Cock blocked in the most real sense.
After a few hours, a bunch of cuss words, and a couple of bleeding knuckles, he pronounced the job complete. We loaded his tools up in the van and he instructed me to get in. The van went dark as he closed the doors behind us. He found his seat again on the bucket of chlorine with his pants around his ankles and his shirt wide open.
Steves half hard cock swayed with his pulse like a flag in a light wind. “Take off those shorts and come here.”
I followed his orders and once I was within reach, he grabbed me, flipped me upside down, and put me in a sixty-nine position. As I reveled in sucking his gorgeous cock, he made love to my ass with his tongue. His beard felt so erotic brushing against my tight little balls and my taint and his tongue explored deep in my hole. I could feel the tip of his tongue a good couple inches within me flicking about as he loaded my ass up with enough spit to facilitate his cock entering me.
When he was good and hard and had prepared my hole enough, he flipped me over and lowered me onto his cock facing away from him. I could see people pass by through the windows in the van as his cock went deeper and deeper into me. He didn’t make me do any work at all, instead he leaned me back onto his sweaty smooth chest and pumped my ass on his cock.
“Those nipples sensitive?”
“Yes, sir.”
He stopped for a moment and let me slide down his cock while he rummaged through his toolbox. I saw him pull out two of the smallest vice grips I’d ever seen. At first they looked cute as I watched him adjust them. Then he applied one to one of my nipples and then the other and let their weight dangle from my chest.
He lifted me back up and continued fucking me. The weights were an exquisite pain that made my hole spasm around his cock. Soon I felt my warm cum leaking out of my cage and dripping down my balls onto the bucket.
“Fuck yeah. Time for papa to cum.”
He lifted me up and turned us both around. “Put your hands on the back of the seat.”
He pounded my hole as the vice grips dangled of my tits. Just when I thought I might not be able to take anymore pain, I felt him shoot inside me. He relaxed with his sweaty forehead on the back of my neck and his cock inside me. He took off the vice grips and as he did my hole twitched around him, milking out the very last drops of cum.
I cleaned off his cock and jumped out of the back of the van as two roofers working on the complex next door gave me a funny look.
Collin poked his head out from behind some metal shelving when I entered the maintenance storage room. “Hey there little brother, did you learn a lot about pool maintenance?”
“No, but I learned vice grips come in different sizes.”
He came over and flicked one of my very erect nipples, making me wince in pain. “Nice!”
“So, looks like you and Jesse are about done.”
Jesse walked through the door, “There you are. I’ve been looking for you.” He pulled down my shorts and started fucking me as Collin continued our conversation.
“Yeah, we’re almost done in here, but you got some work to take care of.” He took a couple of bungee cords and lashed me to the upright supports of the shelving. “The roofers next door noticed you going into the van with Steve and they wanted to have a go. I gave them a group rate since they’d all be using quick breaks to use you.”
Jesse came quickly as usual. “Damn, Steve dumped a truckload of cum in that ass.” I looked back at Jesse’s cock white and foamy and dripping with cum. He took my shorts and wiped his cock off. “I’m gonna go start that new game I bought.”
“Oooh, wait for me.” Collin patted my ass and slipped a few fingers in my gaping hole. “Damn, that fucker’s broke in.” He started to leave and then he paused, “Ah fuck, it might as well give those roofers some more lube.” He dropped his swim trunks and fucked me quickly, cumming even quicker than Jesse. “They’ll start coming in shortly little bro.”
I stood in the hot dim storage room for a while, until a couple of short Mexicans entered. They spoke to each other in Spanish as they decided who would go first. Once one of them stuck a finger in me and realized I was already to go, they were less particular about going first or second. Did they think I was a virgin? They each fucked me quickly, the first one waiting for the second to finish. After Steve’s cock, they felt a little small.
For a couple of hours I stayed in the shed until the entire crew had dumped their loads in my hole. While I thought the scene was hot, it started to have a clinical feel to it, like I was just there to clear their prostates so they didn’t get cancer or something. The last man to use me was the black foreman. He had dark skin, a big belly, and giant fat fingers. While I couldn’t quite see his dark cock in the dim room, I could definitely feel it enter me.
“Damn baby, you got a lot of jizz up in there. Fuck, it’s so wet. Better than any pussy I had in a while.”
I was hopeful he might be there for a while with his nice piece of meat, but he after a few minutes he looked at his watch and his approach changed from enjoyment to just getting the deed done. He undid the bungee cords around me and slapped my ass as he left, still buckling his belt.
When I got back to the apartment Collin told me to get cleaned up and cleaned out. I was a little surprised to find him waiting for me when I was done holding something frilly and lacy. "So, tonight you're gonna be Dom's maid for his regular Friday night poker party."
I bit my lip and let out a little moan.
"Fucking whore, I knew you'd get excited. Probably lots of black cock that need a little polishing." He handed me the ensemble and pointed to a box on the floor. "Got you some shoes too. Hope we got the size right."
I put on the French maid's outfit, a little black satin dress with puffy sleeves, a white apron over a short flouncy skirt that showed my ass the instant I started to bend at the waist, a garter belt, stockings, and a little hat that barely stayed on my bald head. I opened the box on the floor to find black patent stripper shoes with seven-inch stiletto heels. I slipped them on, surprised the size was correct, and promptly fell over trying to walk. It took a few more times before I could go from one side of the apartment to the other with a tiny bit of grace. Collin and Jesse laughed as I walked like a newborn deer across the carpet.
Jesse threw me a can of Pledge and a rag. "I think that coffee table could use a little polish." I bent over in front of him and heard his zipper come down.
Collin lowered his swim trunks around his ankles. "I think this part over here could use a little shine too."
I walked over in front of him and shook my ass as I spread lemon scented polish over a table I had just cleaned an hour ago.
Collin grabbed my hips and lowered me onto his cock. I bounced up and down in my outfit until I felt his load shooting in me. "Go on over and make sure Jesse doesn't get cum all over the sofa."
I walked over and lowered my open hole over Jesse big cock. True to form he came in no time.
"Fuck, I should charge Dom more for sending you pre-lubed. Come on, let's get you into the car."
I felt so self-conscious following Collin through the apartment complex in my outfit. While we didn't run into anybody on the little concrete path, I still felt like everyone was watching me from behind the gauzy brown and beige curtains that came with the apartments.
