Construction Stud Foreman, part 1 of ? MM, oral, anal, hairy, reluctant
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Hey horny bad boy!! I was reading through the archives of the gay tales yahoo group and I got excited by the story "Construction Site Foreman". It was told from the perpective of the foreman. Well, I think the story needs to go a little bit further and told from the view of the scrawny college kid. Here goes......
I got kicked out of college for sucking cock. The football coach discovered me helping out the star quarterback. It wasn't my fault. The stud just wouldn't keep his mouth shut when he started to cum. Moaning and groaning, I knew someone would hear him. But damn, his jock cum tasted good. He got a slap on the wrist, I got kicked out.
So, now I need a job and since I don't have much experience, I'm desperate. I signed up at the employment agency, not expecting anything. But I got a call and was told to go to this construction site. I didn't know what to wear and didn't know what I was going to be doing either. I didn't think I could hammer any nails or be too physical. I'm tall, 6 feet, but thin, 160 or 165, kind of pale skin, still some acne on my face, hardly any body hair, except for a good bush around my dick and balls.
So, I show up at 7:15 am, hoping to make a good impression by being early, but the foreman lays into me right away. What kind of kids are we hiring these days? Scrawny babies? He tells me to move that stack of lumber to the foundation and then he starts yelling at me cause I can't pick up 15 boards at a time. I mutter below my breath that the big hairy ape should just give me a chance. Shit, the fucker doesn't even let me try! Then he starts in on me about not even looking like a man. That I'm a faggot cocksucker. Damn, he's got me pegged. But, I've promised myself to play it straight since I need this job and the money. Then Mr. Douglas unbuttons his shirt and starts to tell me to look at a real man. Well, fuck!! He is a real man, big broad chest covered in thick black hair. Shit, I can't even see his nipples. The hair grows out to the sides of his chest and stomach, no trail to his belt, just fur. He flexes his arms and the biceps pop up and he's got veins everywhere. Shit, why is he doing this? Damn, I getting a fucking hardon.
I've got on my best jeans and they're tight, so it doesn't take much to show my hardening dick. And of course the foreman sees it. Now he says that he knows what kind of work I can do. He turns and motions me to follow him to the office trailer on the edge of the construction site. Damn, Mr. Douglas even has hair on his back and his jeans are fucking tight. Shit, that is a hot ass! Inside, he turns around and starts to open his jeans, grinning at me. In a closed in space I begin to smell his scent, sweaty and masculine, and as the he unzips the crotch and pulls his dick out, I start to get a bit dizzy. That is the smell I have always been attracted to and that is why I volunteered to be the team's trainer in college.
Get on ur knees, boy, he orders. I am there, quickly. Pressing my face into his crotch, licking his dick and balls, tasting his precum. He keeps talking shit about faggots this and faggots that. But I'm not listening, I'm sucking cock. I reach up and pull his jeans down to his ankles and then start to unlace his work boots. He gets my drift and he quickly sheds his boots and his jeans. He is one hairy motherfucker, top to bottom, coal black hair. It even grows on his dick shaft and it is one fine dick, 8.5 or 9 inches long and lots of foreskin, a big sack of hairy bull balls hanging between his legs.
"Yeah, cocksucker, suck my dick, lick my balls." He's talking more about his wife and why she don't suck him and why he and I are going to be getting along real well. I am still not listening to him much. I'm sucking cock. Then he surprises me, he tells me to lick his ass hole. Fucking A! That's another of my favorite things. He bends over the desk and spreads his legs. Did I mention the hair on his body? Damn, his ass cheeks and crack were covered too. "Eat my butt, boy. Lick that crack and get ur tongue deep inside. Clean me out with that slut tongue!" Damn, the dude was verbal, cussing, and helling, wiggling his manly ass.
I learned early what to do to make him happy. Rubbing my face up and down that sweaty crack, licking the cheeks, sucking his balls, stroking my hands all over his legs and back, ducking up under him to suck that big dripping cock. But it was one time when I was sucking his cock, that I learned something else about him. I accidently stuck my finger inside his asshole. He jumped about a mile, started cussing me real mean, telling me to get that faggot finger out of him, telling me his was no butt ranger, just to eat and suck him off. Hmmm, that was interesting! Cause his dick was telling me a whole different story, it got longer and thicker and Mr. Douglas was wiggling his ass back on my finger. I pulled my finger out only to jam it back in a minute later when I was eating his hole again. He cussed a blue streak, but didn't tell me to pull it out. That's when I knew I was in control.
I pulled my face and finger out of his dripping hole and told him to get on the floor on all 4's. A change of pace and i could pleasure him better. He didn't seem to notice the tone of my voice. Damn, what a site! I took a minute to memorize that stud body. I didn't figure I'd get another opportunity. I quickly shed my clothes too. My dick was rock hard and dripping. Now I might be a scrawny kid, no muscles to speak of, but I was blessed with one muscle that counted for a whole lot in this situation. My dick was 10 inches long and pretty thick. And I had seduced alot of studs in my few years. In fact, the real reason the college quarterback was yelling so loud was because I was fucking his ass. And it wasn't pain he was yelling about. He was begging for it harder and deeper up that tight jock man ass! And I wasn't disappointing him. Well, back to Mr. Douglas on his hands and knees.
Now don't get ahead of me.......grin!
I got back behind him and lowered my face in his crack and stuck my tongue deep inside. He started to buck back into my face. I next pushed my finger in deep, alternating tongue and finger. Mr. Douglas wasn't cussing anymore, he was moaning and groaning. I moved up on top of him, reached around his chest and started to stroke all the fur and pinch his nipples. My cock was laying on his back, leaking my own river of precum. If he felt my cock, he gave no indication. Now I was licking his ears and telling him what a hot man he was and how turned on he was making me. I drug my cock up and down his back a few times, streams of precum coating his hairy sweaty back. I rolled to the side and licked him clean. And then I rolled him over and started to lick his pits, his nipples and that furry chest.
I don't think he had ever been taken care of like this. One of his hands was stretched out to the side and just happened to be between my legs. I started to rub my cock through his palm. Shit, he tightened his grip on me. Damn, it felt good. I dropped my balls into his hand and then put my ass on his hand. He was starting to get into the act. A rough finger started to play with my crack. At the same time, I moved from his chest down to his cock and balls. And I stuck my finger up his ass too. Now we were both fingering ass. His finger was just exploring, mine was finger fucking. It didn't take him long to lift his legs into the air and start to moan again. I added a second and a third finger, stretching him open, getting him ready........ His hand was on my dick now, and it finally registered in his dazed brain that this scrawny kid was hung like a fucking horse. I felt movement, Mr. Douglas lifted his head to look at my cock. "Shit, kid, where'd you get such a big cock?" I told him I stole it had it sown on. He seemed to like that cause he chuckled a good hardy laugh.
I told him I wanted him on his hands and knees again. That I liked eating his man ass that way the best. Damn, he had that hot man ass pointed at the ceiling in no time. Legs spread, hell, he even reached back and spread his furry cheeks for me.
I couldn't wait any longer. I had to FUCK that manly ass. And whether he knew it or not, he was in prime man fucking postion. I ate him a few more minutes and fingered him some more. He was wide open, dripping wet. I climbed on his back again, but instead of moving toward his head, I slipped my cock down his ass crack. Fuck, I like the feel of that ass fur on my dick. He grunted once, maybe startled, but there was no stopping me now.
I pulled back, lined up, and started to push my cockhead into that steamy virgin ass. God, he was tight. The little muscle I did have I needed now to stretch that ass open and punch my cock deep inside. I watched that ass hole open up and swallow my cock fuckin' hole. I felt a tremor pass through his body, he grunted, and then he started to cuss me again. Called me a faggot cocksucker, telling me to get off of him, let him up. I was NOT getting off of him so quick. I pulled back and punched another couple of inches into him. I had 8 inches inside that construction stud's hairy ass and I was going for broke! Now, Mr. Douglas started to try to crawl away from my fuckin dick. Moaning and groaning, telling me to get my fuckin cock away from his ass hole. Telling me I was splitting him open, wretching him. Yeah, right.
We were now up against a wall of the trailer office, my cock still buried up inside him. Now, I started to fuck, hard and deep, all the way in, grinding my thick bush against him, then all the way out. Sometimes I would lean down and kiss his puckered man pussy hole before I would slam back in, all the way in, deep. I even started to slap that ass, getting the cheeks bright red and tender.
I leaned over his back, one hand on his chest, and the other on his cock. His HARD COCK! The fucker was getting fucked and enjoying it. I started to whisper in his ear again. Telling his what a sweet pussy he had and how I was going to fill him up with cum. So much cum that it was going to drip out of him all day long, that he was going to be shitting my cum for several days. I told him to start fucking back on my cock. To start participating.
I leaned back, pulling my cock half way out of his wide open ass. Damn, if he didn't start to fuck back and wiggle himself on me. His big cock, hard and dripping, swinging back and forth. One more position change.
I pulled out, told him to get on his back and raise his legs up against his chest. He did, hell, almost eagerly it seemed. I slammed back into him. He grunted, his cock leaking, forming a pool in his navel. I had his legs pinned against his chest, freeing his hands and he put them on my ass, pulling me into him. I ducked down and stuck me tongue in his mouth. My final act of taking him down! My tongue down his throat, my dick up his ass, his hands on my ass pulling me into him. I pulled back and started to really slam in and out, harder and deeper, telling him I was fucking his pussy, his man pussy. His big hairy ass wide open, deep drilling him, gonna fuck the cum out of him, out of his fuckin man balls. The dirty talk was getting to him and me. My balls were drawn up, getting ready to fire, getting ready to breed this big hairy MAN! My fuck strokes were getting irregular and then before I could cum, he yelled out real loud and his cock started shooting cum everywhere. In his face, in his open mouth, his hair, the wall, high in the air and all over me. And fuck, did that ass tighten down on my cock. That was all I needed. I launched a fuckin cum bomb up his ass. Shaking and crying and cumming, and thrusting, and cumming. I felt my cum leaking out of his ass onto my balls. I lay on his sweaty, cumy chest for a while, trying to catch my breath, my wilting dick still deep inside the construction stud's asshole.
"Oh fuck. Oh fuck. Oh fuck." I couldn't quit saying that word. I pulled my dick out of his ass and stood up. Taking a moment to memorize that scene once more. I turned to dress and leave. My hand was on the door knob, about to leave the trailer and the job site, when I heard him grunt and start to push himself off the floor. He was so drained and dazed, he fell back. "Kid? Help me up, please?" So I walked back over to him and helped him up, wondering the whole time if now he was going to beat me into a pulp. Then he asked me to help him into the bathroom/shower. So, I did. Mr. Douglas was swaying and weak kneed. "What can I do to help you, sir?" Well, did you want me to fuck and run?
"Just let me lean here against the sink for a few minutes, kid." So, I propped him up and then held him steady. His head down, legs spread a little bit, sweat running down his back, down his crack, disappearing inside that thick ass hair. I looked at him in the mirror, he had his eyes closed, sweat and cum dripping off his handsome, masculine face. Then I heard a strange noise, a splatt, splatt, splatt, of something dripping into a puddle. I looked down between his legs and saw my cum leaking out of his hole and dripping onto the floor. Damn, my balls tingled and my dick jerked a little bit. It was so nasty and yet so exciting to know that I put that cum there and that Mr. Douglas had never been fucked before. My cock getting hard again, I knelt between his legs, spreading his cheeks, and I started to lick that leaking asshole.
I felt the big man jerk a little bit. "Damn, kid! That's fuckin nasty. Quit it." I hadn't listened to him all morning, why start now? I buried my face into his crack, licking and sucking his puckered asshole. I knew he couldn't resist the feelings and before long he was leaning over, chest on the sink, legs spread and even his hands spreading his cheeks wide again. I was turning the big man on again, helping him over his first fuck, and by a scrawny college kid a quarter his size! Damn, he tasted good. I couldn't get enough, eating and chewing, and biting his hole. I took a breath and saw good signs of his cock hardening up. Damn, I didn't think this stud would be able to get it hard again for a day or two at least. I guess there is just something about man to man sex that turns these big hairy men on!
------------------------------------------------------------ Well, guys, this is the end. Should I end it here? This is my first attempt at an erotic gay fuck story. I am sure there are a few mispelled words, please don't hold it against me. grin Comments and suggestions are welcome. Does Jake Douglas get so turned on that he begs for more cock? Does the college kid even have a name? Maybe one of the construction crew discovers what has been going on all morning in the site trailer.
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