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My bitch of a boss just handed me a pink slip.
"Sorry," She flippantly announced over her shoulder as she flounced back to her office, "budget cuts, you know."
Back at the cheap apartment I shared with two other 50 year olds, I looked forward to a bleak future. A string of no-skill necessary jobs and I was stuck. Nowhere to go but up, I thought. I brought out my trusty old laptop where I had just upgraded the memory to keep up with the internet. I logged into the Man To Man personals, needing to get off for stress relief. I jokingly opened Groups for Man, paged down a few times, nothing catching my eye. Until I saw the title.
"Good Ole Country Boys", I clicked, intrigued.
"Handful of Country Boys needs permanent mature cocksucker and fuck buddy at their disposal. Relocation expenses paid. No twinks, no elderly. Drug and disease free gets you same."
Man, were they going to get overwhelmed, I thought to myself. But, this is a great opportunity, at least. My savings were nil and although I did have a small settlement that paid me monthly, I needed a change. Maybe this was it. I clicked reply.
"Mature 50 year old cocksucker available for your needs, anytime you desire. I never say no!" I kept it short and sweet. I attached a picture, I knew, sometimes a picture was a death knell, but I was desperate for change. They liked me if they liked me. I sent and not ten minutes later my email dinged.
"Hey there, buddy, we're interested in you. You're by far the best we've seen. Come over tomorrow to Daleville, we'll meet you at the City Park just as you come off the interstate. We'll see you at 10 am."
Well. I sat there, intrigued. That was fast. Was this something I really wanted? Yes. I needed a change. And what was that about relocation expenses? I went to bed early, eager for something new.
I woke up early, took my shower, wore jeans and a long sleeve Tshirt that flattered my butt, basket and body. Hooking my sunglasses on my nose, I pointed my little old Capri convertible I had rebuilt decades earlier. An hour and a boring half later, I saw the sign for Daleville and an arrow for City Park. I pulled in and at the end of the parking lot were three large old pickup trucks and two smallish blazer type suvs. Just getting up from a picnic table in front of the trucks, five handsome 40 and 50 something men ambled out to meet my capri. They were sex on a stick handsome.
I parked a few spaces from them, they ambled a bit faster and before I knew it, one of them opened my door and handed me out the car, another man put his large hand in the center of my lower back, giving me a friendly smile. The door opener threw his muscled arm around my shoulder and they walked me to the picnic table, smiling and nodding at me.
We sat down, me between the two men and the other three shoulder to shoulder across from us.
"I can't believe you guys are looking. You are all so handsome, built and friendly." I blurted out before I could stop myself.
Man A at my left, grinned at me, the five men nodded at each other, he took a deep breath and began.
"We all broke up with our girlfriends, who we found out were just using us for money, clothes, concerts and weren't even giving us sex, let alone blowjobs and fucking. So that's why we put the ad up. We want someone who will let us have sex whenever we want, wherever we want." They all looked so ernest, I believed them.
"We're all clean, we all got tested together across the county," a dark haired man explained, "we'll take you, if you're interested."
"Of course. I'd be stupid not to be into you guys," They all grinned at each other, "I haven't been with anyone for a year or so and I was tested then, so I'm all clean."
They perked up then, another brown haired man across from me spoke up, "We're pretty simple guys, we all have jobs, we want you to be ours. We bought a small house we can put you in, right now." They all looked so eager, I nodded yes. They whooped, the door opener, a husky dark blond man picked me up, twirled me around and they all jogged me back to my car.
"Just follow us, we'll set you right up!" They ran to their trucks, rolled over their engines and all waved an arm out their windows at me.
Only fifteen minutes later we pulled up to a cute little yellow bungalow with white shutters. They jumped out their trucks, helping me to the door. One keyed open the door, we trooped in, them giving me the $2 tour. I liked it and told them so.
"Can you move in tonight?" They all looked at me, serious expressions.
"Yes, turns out I was fired at the coffee shop today. All I have is clothes and a few boxes of stuff." Wow, that sounded sad, even to my ears.
Their ears, however, perked right up. One took charge.
"Bud and I will go with you to get your stuff, while Ned, Jim and Hank go pick up furniture for tonight. Then we'll take you tomorrow so you can pick out what you want." Dave, as it turns out, the dark blond haired man, shifted foot to foot.
"How about blowing us right now?" Ned asked, sheepishly. They all had that country boy-redneck stocky-muscular build, handsome in a rough and ready kind of way. They all must have liked what they saw because as I nodded yes, i'd blow them all, they unbuckled their painted on jeans and pulled out cocks all about the same size.
I kneeled before Ned, the other four crowding around me in a semi circle, I had no gag reflex, so I quickly deepthroated Ned, whose knees were wobbling as I was fucking his cock on my throat, gently held my head to his hips, the others palming my throat, feeling Ned's cock bouncing in and out or petting my cheeks. They must have been ready to burst, because just fifteen minutes later, Ned grunted, and shot down my throat. Dave was next and he pulled out at the last minute so I could taste his cum. So sweet.
The other three went in quick succession, each telling me what a great cocksucker I was and how they were looking forward to a really good fucking. Dave helped me up, kissed me on the mouth, giving me dark, glittering eyes.
This was going to be a great move.