It was a gorgeous Fall Saturday morning, not a cloud in the sky, and the temperature crisp but invigorating. My wife took the kids out to the soccer field, they both had morning games. I was a little annoyed that I had to stay home and wait for the furnace man. We had decided to have a gas insert installed in our fireplace, and this guy was coming to take measurements, and give us our options. I was hoping that he'd come soon and leave quickly so that I could get out to the games.
The phone rang, it was the furnace guy double checking my address, and then pulled up while I was still on the phone. He was on his cell phone. Great, I thought. He's here early, maybe I can catch most of the soccer games.
I watched as he got out of his truck, and was struck by the looks of this guy. He seemed to be in his mid twenties, about 6' tall, sandy blond hair that was a bit shaggy, bright blue eyes (maybe a reflection of the sky), and a tad on the lean side. He was wearing faded jeans and a flannel shirt and ordinary tan work boots. I noted that his butt made a very favorable impression.
Before I let him in, let me briefly tell you about myself. I'm 46, 5'10", 180lbs., and married for 20 years. I must admit that I have secretly admired guys since my early teens, and have occasionally acted on my desires, usually in a "wham, bam, thanks buddy" sort of way. Living in a very small town, I have always had to be very careful and discreet, so most of my "encounters" have taken place out of town. Enough about me, let's open the door.
I opened the door to let him in, introduced myself and learned that his name is Adam, the son of the company owner. I immediately spotted a wedding band on his finger, and even though I have one too, I always read it as a sign of "no chance". As I led him to the fireplace, he commented on my attire.
"A little nippy out there today for shorts".
"It might be now", I responded, "but I think its gonna warm up shortly. Besides, I've worked on letting my leg hair grow back all summer, and I'm not gonna let long pants wear it off now".
I surprised myself with that remark, but even more surprised when Adam said "Yeah, it would be a shame to rub off all that fur". He went on to say, "Of course, because of the work I do, I have to wear jeans all summer long. It gets pretty hot sometimes, but they don't seem to have an effect on my leg hair. My wife thinks I'm wearing hair stockings!"
I was enjoying the nature of our conversation, but was pretty sure that it was just that, idle conversation, for lack of anything else to talk about. Adam finally decided it was time to check out the fireplace. As he kneeled to check it out, I sat in a chair behind him and checked him out. As he bent over to lean into the fireplace, his beautiful ass was aimed directly at me. I was trying to imagine what it looked like beneath the jeans. I pictured it covered with fine furry blondish hair that thickened as it neared his ass crease. I also pictured his balls hanging between his spread legs, and covered with hair that got really thick behind his balls nearer his asshole. Boy, the vision was so clear that I could smell his manly musk. A slight hint of sweat that had built up since his morning shower. The vision was so powerful that I could feel my cock swelling in my shorts. (I had forsaken any underwear when I wear shorts, for easier access) I was still gawking like crazy, and gently squeezing my dick, when I realized he had turned his head towards me to say something. I was pretty sure he saw my hand diddling my bulge.
Adam looked away from my crotch, and into my face and said, "I don't think I'll have enough clearance here for the unit I know you preferred. If you look up in here you'll see that the flue begins to narrow too much to accommodate the exhaust outlet."
Knowing little of what he was talking about, I still decided to have a look. I got down on my knees next to him, and we both peered into the fireplace opening. As he was pointing out the narrow flue, I was busy feeling our legs pressed together, and our hips bumping each others. Suddenly, I kind of lost my balance and fell into Adam, pushing him into the opening, so that he had to catch himself using his hands and arms against the back of the fireplace. He backed out, got up, and had quite a bit of soot on him. I apologized and got up to get him some wet towels to wipe off with. As I returned with the towels, I thought I saw his eyes glancing at my crotch, but wasn't sure.
As he began to wipe the soot off his hands and arms, he said that he had better remove his flannel shirt which was also pretty sooty. This was getting really interesting, but I was convinced that it was only my imagination, and I was reading more into the situation than was really there. Never the less, my cock was busy with it's imagination as well, and began to let the blood flow to it. To my dismay, Adam had a v-neck t-shirt on under his flannel, but to my delight, it was enough to expose a healthy crop of golden blond hair on his fairly hard chest. I also checked his basket in his jeans, which was nicely ample, but showed no signs of a hard on. I, meanwhile, was trying to position myself so that my now full 7plus inch boner wasn't totally obvious. A hard thing to do without any underwear.
Somewhat cleaned up now, Adam got back to the business at hand, and tried to find insert units that would definitely fit into our fireplace. He had laid out his books on the floor, so I knelt down next to him again, to look over the choices. Again, there were plenty of body bumps, some I swear instigated by Adam.
As Adam further checked specifications, I felt a little brave and I thought that I would see what he would do if I got back up into the chair nearby, so that his head would be about eye level with my crotch. A pretty brazen move for me, but I had to find out if this would all lead to anything. I spread my legs slightly, so that I was sure that he had a line of sight into my loosely fitting shorts leg. My hard on also helped to lift the material giving more of a view.
As Adam explained the fireplace options to me, I was ecstatic to see his eyes periodically glance into my shorts. Of course, to my mind I wasn't sure yet whether he was admiring the view, or thinking to himself "jeez, this asshole is sitting there looking at me with a hard on." My mind was relieved when Adam stood up from the floor, and as I looked at his crotch, I definitely saw some bulging that wasn't there before. There was something snaking itself towards his left thigh, actually following a part of his jeans that were more faded than the rest.
He stood next to me, and put a brochure in my face of the model that he thought would work best for us. As I looked at the brochure, I really couldn't concentrate on fireplaces, I felt his leg rest against mine, and stayed there. I made a snap decision on the fireplace model, saying "This looks great Adam, if you think it's the best choice."
I then handed the brochure back to him, and realized that his Jeans were now filled with at least 8 inches of rock hard cock meat, perfectly horizontal, stretching from his zipper to the outside of his hip.
Dropping my usual 'never make the first move' stance, I gathered all of my strength and said to Adam, "What do you use THAT tool for?" looking directly at his monster bulge.
"That's for certain customers that have particular needs." he said.
"Do you think you'll have to use it here? Today?" I asked.
"Probably will", Adam said. "Why don't you get it out for me."
If I was dreaming, I wasn't going to wake now. I dropped to my knees in front of him and went for his zipper. He was so hard the zipper was hard to get started, so I undid his belt, and unsnapped his jeans. This enabled me to get his zipper going, and I had it down in a flash. He was wearing white briefs, and as I spread the waist of his jeans apart, I saw that he was nearly busting out of those briefs. I pressed my mouth to his shaft, and had to open as wide as I could to encircle just half of it's thickness. The smells were so erotic, that I almost felt dizzy. Just the perfect blend of man sweat, cock and balls aroma, with just a hint of soap.
I had to see it all now, so I grabbed the elastic of the briefs, pulled out and down while reaching in and pulling a bit on his balls, which were pretty hefty. I hooked the elastic under his balls which put the whole magnificent package on full display. His steel hard weapon was so engorged I thought it might pop. It was all of 8 inches long, perfectly thick, and straining out at a 45 degree angle. It's cut head, and beautifully formed ridge looked like a meal in itself. His pubic bush was a thick gorgeous blond, and I pushed his tee up past his chest to see the tasty trail of hair, thick around the belly button, fanning out across his taut belly, running in a tight weave from the belly button up to his sternum and then fanning out again covering his pectorals all the way to his "Adams" apple. His aureoles were just barely visible in a forest of hair, but I could see that they were about the size of a nickel, dark brown with painfully hard nipples. I stayed on my knees, soaking in this sight, feeling his cock against my neck and cheek.
I buried my face in his guy snatch, and let my hands glide up his stomach and to his chest, then into his armpits, which were so warm, so fuzzy, and slightly damp. I slid my hands back to his nipples, and gently kneaded them between my thumbs and forefingers. These were obviously pleasure buttons for Adam, because I could feel his pecker pulsate and jump against my face with each squeeze of a nipple.
I backed my face off a bit, over 8 inches anyway, to take another peak at Adams ramrod. His slit was now glistening with his pre cum. I touched a drop with my finger, and an angel hair strand stretched between Adam and me at least 2 feet before breaking. I aimed my tongue for his piss slit to get the rest of the nectar, and slowly licked the dew from all of his head. All the while Adams cock jerked involuntarily, and put forth more pre cum.
"David" ,he said, the first time uttering my name, "I,m afraid I'm gonna bust a nut before long. Do you suppose that I could try out your tool now?, I saw that you had one in your pants too."
"Hell yes, Adam. Who better than you can show me what it's used for!"
Adam dropped to his knees. He put his hands on the backs of my legs and slowly slid them up, passed the back of my knees, up the back of my thighs and into the legs of my shorts. He felt the globes of my fuzzy ass and his fingers proceeded to inch into and along my crack. He was exceptionally gentle and tender, I somehow expected him to be a little rougher with little or no finesse. I was pleasantly surprised. I was also surprised when he grabbed my zipper in his teeth, and slowly lowered it all the way down. While still fondling my ass, he searched inside my fly with his tongue and mouth, and was able to get my fully stiff and dripping 7 and a half incher, sticking out of my fly. Adam immediately thrust his mouth down the entire length of my stiffer.
"Boy Adam, I have a feeling that you've done this before."
"MMmmmmmphmmm" was all he managed to say, as he began working his mouth and lips up and down the length of my poker.
Now I was afraid of shooting my load, but I wanted to have more of Adams hot cock before I blew. I slowly eased myself out of his mouth, and sat down on the floor next to him. I had Adam sit, lean back, and lift his ass so that I could pull his jeans and briefs down to his ankles. Then I undid his boot laces, and removed his boots, then his socks, and was able to get his pants and briefs off. I never considered myself a foot guy, but when I saw the great covering of hair on his legs, and on the tops of his arches, I guess I lost any fear of feet. I wanted every bit of this guy. From head to toe, or toe to head, I should say. I leaned over and took his foot into my mouth, sucking each toe one after another. I kinda liked it, so I did the other foot. Adam was giggling a bit, I guess it tickled a little. I then took one foot into my hands and slowly but firmly kneaded his arch with my thumbs. I could see that this was relaxing Adam, as he laid still, his body almost limp, except his pulsing dick of course. I continued rubbing and squeezing my hands up the length of his legs, loving the feel of the dense hair. When I got to his midsection, I reversed direction til I reached his knees. I reached behind his knees, and quickly lifted them up and to his chest, revealing his most perfect ass. I plunged my face right in, delighting in the hair, the feel of it on my cheeks, and the most beautiful and erotic man smells emanating from this guy.
Remembering that I was earlier staring at his clothes covered butt and trying to imagine what it looked like, I backed off a minute for a look at the real thing. My earlier vision did not do this ass justice. It had to be the most beautiful man ass I have ever laid eyes on, and now here I am ready to eat it. I stuck my face back in, and licked from the start of his crevice to his balls and back again. I then started back again but stopped at his very private hole. I licked slowly, gently, all around the ring. I think it was quivering. I put a little pressure on the hole with my tongue, and eventually got the tip in a bit. From Adams moans and sighs, I think I found another pleasure button.
I heard Adam, just barely audible, say "Take your pants off David, and swing around so that I can have you too." I was flattered and excited that this gorgeous hunk, twenty years my junior, was interested in having me. Not that I'm used up, or totally out of shape, or hideous or anything like that. I guess that I actually look pretty good for mid-forties. It's just that most of my encounters are with someone closer to me in age. So I did what Adam wanted. I removed my shorts, as well as my sneakers and socks, even my shirt. Then I crawled up and removed his t-shirt, and finally we were both totally naked. Except for the copious drools of pre-cum we were both wearing.
I asked Adam if we could try something before I laid over him 69 style. Just a favorite little position I fantasize about now and then. He said "Sure David, whatever you like, I've loved everything else so far."
I had Adam sit on the floor facing me, knees drawn up and spread. I love the look of his essentials in this position. I then took the same position, and inched toward him until our asses and balls were touching. I grabbed both of our aching stiffers in my right hand and held them together, underside to underside, and slowly squished them together and stroked them. They were slipping and squishing like crazy because of the mass quantities of pre cum leakage. Adam got caught up in this and took our balls into his hand and fondled them like they were precious, delicate eggs.
The feelings were so intense, I think we were both ready to shoot at any minute. But I knew I still had time before the soccer games would be over, so I said to Adam, "You're my guest here buddy, how would you like to cum?"
"Seriously?, Please don't think this is crazy, but what I would love would be to have you straddle my chest and jack off on me. I want you to shoot your load on my face, chest, hair, anywhere it lands, and then I would love to do the same to you. Would that be OK?"
"Adam, I couldn't think of a better ending myself, you just lay down and relax."
I got up and straddled Adams belly, my thigh hair mingling with the hair on his stomach. I started stroking my loaded cock pistol, and Adam reached forward with his strong but gentle hands and began to fondle my balls. The feeling was sensational, as was the look on his face. I've never seen a bigger, happier smile. He moved his hands to feel the area between my balls and asshole, as I continued jacking my dick. He then asked if I could scooch up a little, so I did. When I did, he was able to reach behind, and started to play in my ass crack. I was not going to last long with this.
Suddenly, he pulled one hand away and scooped up some pre-cum on his finger. He then took that slimy finger and poked it into my pucker, and I felt it go all the way in. He sure touched some kind of button inside of me, because I went absolutely spasmodic. I never had a cum gusher like that, that I can remember. My cock felt harder than I ever imagined, and just spewed shot after shot of hot thick white cum all over Adam. I think I saw him open his mouth to catch some of the lava. His finger was still fucking in and out of my ass, as my cum slowed to a dribble, and eventually just oozed out and stuck to the head of my cock.
Adam then removed his finger from my well tended hole, leaned up and took my softening sticky dick into his mouth, and sucked it clean. Now that tickled. My cock is always very sensitive right after a cum, but I loved having Adams warm beautiful mouth on it for just another minute. I felt absolutely spent, until I realized that now it was Adams turn. That thought pepped me right up. I get to see this gorgeous hunk blow his hot wad all over me.
Adam and I switched positions, me on the floor, Adam spreading his legs over my stomach. What a sight. Hairy thighs, the most perfect rock hard cock, with a great set of fuzzy balls hanging below, an exquisite chest covered in golden hair that trailed to his thick bush, and it was about to shoot all over me! He grabbed his own long hard tool and began to stroke it fully and slowly. The pre-cum at this point was dripping onto my belly. I reached up to squeeze his nipples for a bit, but let off when I thought he was going to cum. I wanted to watch this for a while longer, and I also wanted to get my finger in his ass. No, I wanted his ass in my face again, so I asked.
"Adam, would you like to turn facing the other way, and lower your ass onto my face, and I'll pleasure your hole with my tongue?" (Pleasure my tongue with your hole!!)
"Yeah", he managed to say, as he turned around, the orgasm just barley contained.
Adam spread his thighs over my head, and slowly lowered himself so that his asshole rested right on my lips. I started to suck on his ass, and to lick his bud, as Adam began to stroke himself again. His full hairy balls were banging into my chin. And the man musk, his wonderful man musk. I couldn't believe it but I was already rebounding and getting hard again. Since I had a free hand, I reached down and started to flog my own meat. I pointed my tongue, and started to pressure Adams steaming hole, and it was in, in a flash. I stuck it so far in that it was paining my tongue, but I wanted Adam to feel it. I guess he felt it, because he went rigid for a few seconds, then started to pound his bone furiously. His asshole clenched my tongue, and I felt Adam spasm, lurch, and spasm, and lurch. And then I felt it. Hot steaming globs of his spunk landing all over me. I felt it on my thighs, on my own self jacking hand, on my stomach, a large pool on my chest. The thoughts and feeling were too much, and I began blowing my second wad. Since he was facing my cock, Adam leaned over and took my shooting cock into his mouth, and his cock slipped into my mouth. He sucked every remaining bit of cum out of me, and kept sucking, licking and twirling his tongue around my screaming cock head. I did the same for him, and he actually started to harden again while in my mouth.
We both kind of collapsed for a couple moments, when Adam said, "Holy shit, I better get my ass to my next appointment, before my Dad shitcans my ass"
"Adam, whatever insert you think is right for us, is the one we want. As long as you're the guy that installs it, and checks it periodically. Seriously dude, you are the best darn furnace guy I've ever had!"
"Thanks David, I'll make arrangements and set up a time that's convenient for you, and cum back and install it. I usually like to stay around for a couple hours to make sure everything is working right, so we'll set a time that we are both free for a few hours, if that's OK with you."
"Just let me know fireplace boy, and I'll be ready. And make sure you bring that 'special' tool of yours, I love helping you with it."
Adam was cleaned up and dressed in a flash and off to his next stop. I hoped it was an older lady, because I think I used up his tool for the day.
Furnace Boy
Part 2
This is part 2 and final, of "Furnace Boy" or "Furnace", my first try at writing. Standard disclaimers apply. (Are there standard disclaimers?)
I had spent the week reliving the experience that I had with Adam, the Furnace Boy, and reassuring myself that it wasn't a dream. He was really here, we were really naked, and we really blew our loads all over each other. Now I was hoping that Adam would really call and set up a time for the installation of our new fireplace insert.
I had gone over the times that my family would be away from home, and hoped that we could arrange a time that I knew we would safely be alone.
My extension rang at work, and I answered to hear Adam on the line.
"David?, this is Adam from Open Hearth. I've got your insert here and wanted to set up a time to install it."
Adam sounded a little hushed, as though he were saying something that shouldn't be overheard. I guess I would do the same, being paranoid myself in a situation such as this.
"Great, Adam. Any weekday this week or next would be good. The kids are in school and my wife will be working."
"How about tomorrow?" asked Adam, sounding somewhat anxious. A good sign I thought to myself.
"Perfect, anytime after 8 am" I told him.
After I hung up, I knew that the rest of my work day was shot. I wouldn't be able to concentrate on anything except tomorrow and Adam. But I muddled through, a combination of nervous stomach, exhilaration, cold sweats, hot flashes, you name it, I felt it. That night, I thought I'd never get to sleep, but I did, and awoke to the alarm at 6 am. I went through the normal routine of seeing my wife off to work, getting the kids to school, and was back at the house just before 8.
No sign yet of Adam as I went into the house to wait. In just a matter of minutes, I saw his truck pull into the driveway. What I also saw, made me cringe with disappointment. There was another guy with him. How could this be happening. Wait a second, I thought to myself, maybe this is Adams idea of a surprise, and he brought a friend along to share in the fun.
As Adam came up onto the porch, I could see his face and eyes were particularly intense, like he was signaling me not to say anything. He then told the new guy to start uncrating the fireplace on the back of the truck.
Adam followed me inside the house, visibly shaken, and began to explain. "Fuck, David. I am so disappointed. As I was getting this job together this morning, my father, out of the blue, said he wanted Jim, our new apprentice, to help me on this job. I told my Dad that I was sure I could handle it, that you would be here to help me unload the unit. But Dad said he wanted Jim to learn this installation, and he wanted him to learn right away, because we have orders for several more units coming up. I'm really sorry, both for you and for myself. I barely slept last night I was so excited."
I could tell that Adam wasn't making this up. He was just as upset as I. So I told Adam not to worry about it, that we could arrange something for another day, when he was working by himself. This seemed to perk Adam up a bit, as he said he hoped we could arrange something real soon.
Adam went back to the truck to help Jim, the apprentice, carry our new gas insert into the house.
Now, Jim was certainly nothing to sneeze at. A little shorter than Adam, a little taller than I, about 5'11". He was a little more solidly built than Adam, and had dark brown hair, cut fairly short, and looked like he didn't shave this morning, giving his face a darker, ruddier look. His eyes were a greenish gray. His butt, like Adams, was beautifully encased in a pair of jeans, and was mouth watering. I started thinking to myself that a surprise 3-way would have been fun. This kind of thinking was going to drive me crazy, so I tried to get my mind off what could have been, and onto more mundane things like, how the new fireplace would look.
I just sat there, watching these two hunks going about their business. Adam taking time to show Jim the various tricks of the trade. I admit that my pecker was swelling at the sight of their firm asses wagging about, while they were on there knees most of the time.
Jim broke my concentration when he asked me, "Would it be OK to use your bathroom, I think I had too much coffee this morning."
"Sure, it's at the end of the hallway upstairs." I answered.
As soon as I heard the bathroom door shut, Adam came to me, groped my stiffened bulge, and thrust his tongue between my lips. He then began saying, "David, you don't know how much I wish we were alone. I'm having a really hard time concentrating on this installation. Promise that you'll call soon with some little problem that I'll have to come back and fix."
"I think that I'll have trouble lighting that thing tomorrow, Adam. I can't stand this either. I know the minute you guys are gone, I'm gonna have to flog this desperate prod of mine." I went on to tell Adam that I actually thought for a minute that he brought a friend along for a 3-some."
"Fat chance", said Adam. "Jim just got married two weeks ago, and is straighter than an arrow. He sure is hunky though, isn't he."
As we talked, Adam had his arms around me with his hands kneading my butt, and we pressed our swollen cocks together. I had my arms around him too, and shoved my hands into the back of his jeans, and felt that he had no underwear on. I was feeling his furry ass. I ran my left hand fingertips through his maze of crack hair, feeling for his hole, wanting just to get a finger tip in for a few seconds.
I whispered to Adam that I was glad it was taking Jim awhile in the bathroom, and all Adam said was a quick "MMmm" just as my middle finger entered his tight hairy hole.
The situation was getting hotter by the minute, but I know that we both had an ear towards the bathroom, and for the sounds of footsteps coming down the stairs. No sounds yet, so I pulled one hand out of Adam's pants, pulled out the front tail of his shirt, and stuck my hand up too feel his warm furry belly, and on up to his matted chest. I found his left nipple, already hard, and gave it a few squeezes and tugs, while still managing to keep my fingertip in his throbbing manhole. Adam's entire body was beginning to quiver, and I then thrust my tongue into ear, and thought that Adams knees were going to buckle.
Suddenly, his knees did buckle, and so did mine, when from around the corner we heard a soft "Ah hem", followed by a much louder , "So this is why you were insisting to your Dad that you didn't help on this job."
My house is an old one, with a front and a back staircase. We never use the back staircase, so I never think of it. But I guess that Jim, the apprentice, walked out of the bathroom, and right down the back staircase, and Adam and I didn't hear a thing. Now here's Jim, staring at us, Adam and I somewhat disheveled, definitely caught in a compromising situation, with raging hard-ons in our pants.
Adam and I were both dumbfounded and speechless. Jim was not speechless. He proceeded to ask in a rather abrupt manner, "So what are you guys doing anyway?, Is this part of my training, Adam? Am I supposed to let the customer shove his hands down my pants?"
Poor Adam, he was shaking like a leaf, and so flushed that he looked sunburned. I was also shaking and stammering, wondering where this was going to lead. Is this guy going to spread this all over town? Even just telling a few friends would mushroom to who knows where. Was he going to make Adam's life miserable? Neither Adam nor I could do anything more than stand there like convicted criminals.
Adam and I were so dazed with fear that we didn't notice right away that Jim was slowly pulling down the zipper of his jeans. I was sure that we must be dreaming. I looked at Adam, and he looked back at me with the most confused look I've ever seen on a person. We both looked back at Jim, and sure enough, his fly was down, and his hand was fishing into the opening. When he pulled out a long, thick rock hard cock, Adam and I just about collapsed.
We both stood there watching and wondering, while Jim began to slowly stroke the length of his glistening man meat. It was at least eight inches long, rather dark in color, like it was tanned, a gentle curve to it, like it was trying to look up at him. Through the fly, you could also see quite a few very dark, very course pubic hairs on the base of his shaft. He was stroking enough that his slit was oozing drops of pre-cum.
For Adam's sake, as he had more to lose, on the chance that this were a ruse by Jim, I took the lead and moved to face Jim, dropped to my knees, and took his entire swollen length into my mouth. The sensation sent my cock to full attention. (The few minutes before Jim whipped it out, my dick was a mushy noodle, and I assume that Adams had retreated also, upon being caught.)
Jim put his hands around my head, and proceeded to give my face a rather intense fucking.
I reached up and undid Jims jeans button, and pulled them down to his knees. He still had boxers (blackwatch plaid) on, with his fuckpole through the fly. I managed to break my mouth away in order to get the boxers down to his knees. I then went right back to sucking the life out of the major tool before me.
Adam, meanwhile, not sure what to do, blurted out to Jim, "What are you doing? You just got married two weeks ago?" Not the most appropriate question, under the circumstances, but Adam was totally confused and shocked by now.
"I'm doing the same thing that you're going to be doing to me in a minute. So drop your jeans and get ready boss."
This just flipped both Adam and I out. I even gagged and sputtered on Jim's juicy prick. "How can this be happening?", I thought. I go for years just wishing, hoping, watching, wanting, and nothing. Now in a weeks time, I've shared sweat, ass, spunk, and saliva with a beautiful guy, and now his "apprentice" is in the mix. And the sight before me, Jim, is incredible. With his pants at his knees, I can see his full balls, not as hairy as Adam's, but soft and really nice. His inner thighs are caked with thick black hair. I can feel Jim's ass, certainly as furry as Adam's, and his crack almost woven together with thick hair that I assume is as black as his cock hair. (I haven't been behind him yet). I slide his shirt up a bit to see his thick patch of stomach hair, just as he pulls his soaking cock out of my mouth, and says, "Whoa, I better slow down, I don't want to be the first to cum."
I decided that this was the time to jump in and use some of my management skills. I convinced Adam that he and I should join Jim, and at least drop our drawers to our knees. That put us all on even ground, and showed that we were all as excited as teenagers at a circle jerk. There were three red hot pokers all aiming at each other. I then asked Jim to stand close to Adam and face him. As he did, I moved in, put one hand on Jim's ass, and the other on Adam's, and pushed until their rigid dicks were pressed to each other. I then held the two steaming cocks together, both pointing straight up. I approached with my face, and the two guys instinctively leaned back, allowing my head between their two bellies. I was able to take both cocks into my mouth. Another fantasy fulfilled! As I lowered my mouth onto these two beauties as much as I could, I let my hands wander to each of their hairy asses. I began to run my fingertips up and down both hair filled valleys. I could feel and taste pre-cum from the two popsickles I was sucking on.
As I was servicing these two dreams cum true, I heard Adam say to Jim, "Jim, I never would have guessed that you would be into this."
Jim answered, "The only reason I took this job was to be able to see, and be near you Adam. I never would have suspected you either, but thought that just getting to know you, and maybe the occasional beer together would be exciting for me. When I walked in on you and David, and saw what I saw, I felt like I just won the powerball lottery."
I'm still working on these two new best friends, as my overstuffed mouth begins to tire, and as much as I was loving this, had to give my jaw a break. The instant I pull away, Jim drops to his knees, and has Adam's cock swallowed to the root. I plopped down into a comfy chair, relaxed, lowered my pants to my ankles, and pulled on my own pud while watching the show.
Adam and Jim then both on their feet, started to undo their boots, slipped them off, and then pulled each others pants and shorts off. They settled to the floor, Jim on top of Adam, and began devouring each others mouths. Their groins smashed together, and grinding. Their hairy thighs and legs writhing and intermingling. I had to slow down my own jacking, and squeeze the tip of my cock to keep from cumming. I wanted to hold off and cum with Jim and Adam.
My two performers then decided to spin around, so that they were both mouth to cock. Jim was still on top, and I moved down to the floor, and dove face first into Jim's glorious ass. I don't think he knew I was there until I was able to get my tongue through his hair and onto his hole. I think he must have released Adam long enough to utter "WOW". I was close enough to hear the sound of Jim's wet cock slipping in and out of Adam's busy mouth. The smells were of course intoxicating.
I felt like I was neglecting Adam, so I got up and moved to his end. His ass was against the floor, so I went for his balls, full fuzzy balls. I took them into my mouth one at a time, and rolled them around my tongue. His ass was beginning to buck a bit, forcing his rod deeper in to Jim's mouth. Without even touching myself, I was ready to explode. I kindly asked the two boys if they minded if I put them in the position I liked best. It was Adam that said, "Hell, David, you're the customer. We're at your service."
Adam must have figured out from our last encounter what I like, so he put himself and Jim into position, both on the floor, knees bent and spread, and asses pushed together. Boy, it looked beautiful. I approached them on my knees, leaned my face in, and had both cocks in my mouth at the same time. I reached down to stroke myself, as they each took a nipple of mine, and gently rolled between their fingers. I felt like they were reading my mind.
I could feel my cum beginning it's trip up my shaft, just as I felt a stiffening and surging in my mouth. From the moans, I could tell that Jim shot first. I started right after, pounding the cum out of myself, gush after gush, spurt after spurt. My mouth was really full, and oozing hot cum when I felt another swelling. Adam was now spewing his load into me. I was too full to swallow, so the enormous pool of mixed cum just oozed and dribbled from my mouth, covering the four balls below with a river of cum.
The sound was fantastic, as these two gorgeous cocks squished together, soaked with cum. As I removed my mouth, they were both covered and shining with spunk. To my delight, they positioned themselves so that they could each clean the other off. They were both feasting on the remnants of their mixed load.
I just sat and watched now, as these two new friends cuddled, snuggled, kissed and hugged. I thought to myself that these guys are lucky to find what I had always hoped for. An intimate relationship between two married guys, that would always have each other as part time lovers.
As I watched them, Adam looked at me and noticing my wistful, smiling face said, "I feel I have you to thank for this great turn of events, David. I just want you to know that anytime you need a top notch service team, you know who to call."
"Thanks, Adam. I'm sure you'll hear from me. You and Jim are going to make a great team. I'm really happy for you guys."
The guys finished up with the fireplace, and it looked great. I knew that I would love having it, and every time I sat in front of it, could remember every bit of the installation. My wife will probably wonder why I always have a hard on when the fireplace is on.
The End.
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