The alarm went off at seven and it must have been going for a while, because when I finally woke up and threw it across the room, I think it said it was half-past. My partner insisted I have an old-school alarm clock to go with our old-school house. You know the type. The dishes have to match the drapes and everything has to fucking “tie-in”. Fuck I hate that shit. Are you getting the impression my relationship isn't going that well? Yeah, well...
I had to get the fuck out of bed because people were coming to install a fence. My partner would normally deal with stuff like this, but he was out of town visiting his brother. I was sure as hell glad I wasn't on that trip. His brother was more or less a redneck and I think the only gay people he tolerated were his brother and I.
Just as I pulled myself out of bed, I heard the doorbell. Shit. I grabbed some shorts and went downstairs. I hadn't even had a fucking coffee. I opened the door and these two guys were standing there. I didn't really look at them, just was aware of their jeans and their work shirts and tools and all the things. I led them to the back yard and showed them what was what. Jeff and Rick.
I offered them coffee – more because I needed it – and went inside to make it. As I stood in the kitchen, I glanced out the window which faced the back yard. They had started to walk a bunch of lumber into the yard and I had a chance to actually look at them. Tall, lean guys. Their jeans were tight and their assess were awesome and muscular. Jeff had already taken his shirt off and his chest was trimmed and had all these smooth muscles and a little trail of brown hair down into his crotch. The other was blonde and a little huskier. Fuck. How was I supposed to work with these two studs in my back yard?
I brought the coffee to them and said, “Here, guys.” They gave me nice smiles and took the coffees. I was in a ratty t-shirt and shorts that, if I'm honest, make my legs looks amazing and my ass fuckable. I decided to be a little naughty. “Let me know if there's anything else you need...”
I gave them a sweet smile and went inside. I assumed they were straight. I mean, come on. Ninety-nine percent of guys doing this kind of thing are. But a guy gets to dream, right?
I had breakfast and coffee and sat at my desk to do some work. I was lost in writing a grant proposal when I heard a knock at the glass door at the back. I got up and saw Rick standing there, grinning. He had taken his shirt off and fuck. All toned and a little hairy. Were these guys sent to drive me nuts?
I opened the door and he said, “Hey...”
I laughed and said, “Jim.”
“Hey, Jim. Gotta washroom?”
I showed him the washroom beside the kitchen and went back to my desk. I tried not to imagine him standing there with a big fucking cock pissing in my toilet. But of course that's all I could think about.
He came out of the washroom and I realized he was standing close to me. I looked up and he had this big grin on his face and his pants were half done up, showing that he wasn't wearing underwear and there was a glimpse of some nice pubes and I could see the bulge of his cock which, I happily realized, was a little chubbed up. I looked at him for a moment and he said, “I was wondering...”
I didn't need a fucking invitation, so I got on my knees and yanked his jeans down. He may not have had the kind of cock from my fantasy, but it was a really nice one. Long and not too thick, surrounded my all that nice blonde bush. I could smell his sweaty body and when I licked his cock, I could taste a little piss and a little sweat. He smelled like fucking heaven. I licked around the head a few times, tasting some precum. I sucked on it, digging my tongue in the cleft of the head. I felt his hands on my shoulders giving me a little attention.
Just as I started to pull more of that beautiful meat in my face, I heard behind me. “Hey, no fair. You guy got a head start.”
It was Jeff of course, and he wasted no time. He reached around and undid my shorts and hauled them off me. Almost immediately, I felt his face in my ass and his tongue working its way into my hole. I moaned into Rick's cock and wriggled my hips so Jeff could go deeper. I swallowed all of Rick's cock and enjoyed the feeling of the head of his dick tickling the back of my throat.
Rick had some ideas because he put his hands on the back of my head and started to fuck my face. Not too fast, but steadily, just the way I like it. I like the feel of a cock sliding over my tongue.
Jeff stopped feasting on my ass and got up and I felt his cock pushing at my asshole. At first gently, then with more force. I pulled off Rick's cock and said, “Just go for it, man. Fuck the hell out of me.”
He laughed and did just that. He didn't hold back and soon both guys were stuffing their cocks into me. I got the feeling they had done this before, since there seemed to be some kind of rhythm to it. When Rick pushed into my face, Jeff thrust forward. I was a little dizzy with the smell of Rick's body and the feel of Jeff's cock pounding my insides.
Jeff pulled out of my ass at one point and said, “I want to fuck his face.” So they switched and I got to taste Jeff's slippery dick and Rick started to go. I mean he really went. He was almost pushing me across the floor he fucked me so hard. Where did these guys get the energy?
I was jerking myself off the whole time but my back was getting sore and I really wanted to cum, and the boys seemed to be in the same state, because I heard Rick start to gasp behind me and then he said, “I'm fuckin' cumminnng...” And he grabbed my hips really tight and thrust really fast and deep. I like the feeling of guy's cock making a mess in my ass.
Jeff was right behind and he pulled his dick out of my mouth and jacked himself in long soupy ropes into my mouth and that sent me into space. The taste of cum always does it for me and I came all over the floor.
To say I was surprised when I looked up to see my partner standing in the front hall watching us doesn't even begin to cover it. I thought to my self: Oops, my bad. So I said with a sly grin, cum dripping off my chin, “Hey, you're back early.”
After he stormed out of the house, slamming the door, I happily swallowed the rest of the cum and knew that I wasn't just getting a new fence that week.
