Billy got up slowly, trying to wrap a towel around himself but it looked like a clothes hanger was holding up the front.
"Who are you?" Craig said to his crotch.
"This is Bill the boss here" said Gus "and he can sign for it so-"
"You shitting me?"
"No Craig I'll sign" Billy said taking the paperwork from the top of the box. He looked at Craig who seemed to be having trouble finding his face "you from Cooper Tile and Terrazzo right?" he said reading the packing slip again.
"Yeah why?"
"You musta worked some jobs with Gus here?"
Gus broke in "whenever we got big jobs Craig's one of the people I call in.
He subcontracts to me a lot."
"You do good work?"
"I'm the best" Craig said looking at the other two who were bent over but not hiding much.
"Billy, Craig here is one of the best in the business and I'd hire him full time but he works the store."
"Gus how much time you'd save if Craig here worked on the border today?"
Gus looked at the area, mental calculations going, "About two hours."
"How much that work out to?"
Craig broke in, "the usual I charge Gus, seventy five an hour."
"I'll make it a hundred if you..." Billy said finally getting Craig to look him in the face.
"Leave it at seventy-five and I'll keep my clothes on Gus" Craig said looking down at Gus' still hard state "I don't do that shit."
"Fine, extra one fifty for the job Gus, if Craig here helps us finish early" Billy was already starting to think about his dad coming home into this.
"Gus let me get back to the truck and call the store. The new guy can run it til I get back" he said looking at his watch. Two twenty and he'd been back before five.
Gus went back to his spot and started to rearrange some boxes so Craig could start on the unfinished area. He looked over at the two who had the strangest expression on their faces, a combination of embarrassment and curiosity. They both had worked with Craig before but never naked and never with their cocks waving in his face. They didn't know how he'd take it or what he'd say. But it seemed the extra money was too good for him to turn down, even in these extreme circumstances.
When Craig returned he was still wearing his company logo polo shirt. His khaki pants looked relatively clean but the crew knew that wouldn't last. He went over to Gus again staring at his dick and the two started opening boxes and laying out the work. In about fifteen minutes the first areas were going down fast.
Billy went back to the kitchen and as Craig started to lay into his area he returned with more iced tea. He went from Gus to Craig and then to Hank and last Ger - hoping he got the message - with plastic tumblers filled to the brim. The guys continued their work and Billy went back to his chair and watched them again. After a while the towel became too warm so he tossed it. As the heat and sweat started to have their effect he started to feel the blood return to his crotch.
The regular crew continued to work as best they could but they could feel Craig's eyes on them frequently; but it wasn't like it would make their dicks lose any hard. Craig tried to keep his mind on his work but there were too many distractions. And the tea went straight to his skin before it even his his stomach, it seemed. Within a half hour he was soaked with sweat.
He looked back at Billy to see him turn his gaze back to him.
"You really the boss here?" Craig was trying to be mocking but too tired.
"Yeah I am" Billy said seeing the hair on Craig's head and arms matted with sweat.
"You get off on this shit don't you?" he looked straight at Billy's dick.
"What do you think?"
"I think ya fuckin do" and he went back to his work but the heat was starting to fry his brain it seemed. The more tea he drank the more he sweated until he finally muttered "shit" and stood up and tossed his soaked shirt to the side. He waited for catcalls and whistles but all the guys were in their zones. Except for Billy who just continued to watch.
Now Billy could see Craig's chest and back, covered with dark hair turning black with sweat. His olive skin was glistening and although he was not as cut as Ger his large almost Popeye-like forearms were very noticeable, especially with their dark covering of hair. Billy looked and compared him to Gus, whose chest was hairier but did not have all the hair on his back and arms like Craig. Very different and very much a turn on.
Craig got about to the half way point and started to overheat again. Shedding the shirt helped for a while but now he saw that his sweat had nowhere to run except the waistband of his pants. He looked down and saw the first three or four inches of the top starting to discolor. And as he finished the half-way point and went for the last of the boxes he felt his crotch starting to chafe. Big time. The salt was beginning to rub his crotch raw the more he moved.
Hank went over to the hose and rinsed himself off. He almost made a point of facing Billy when he did it or was he trying to turn from Craig. Either way his cock stayed fat and taut. As he twisted under the stream he saw that Billy was growing to full hard watching him. He smiled at Billy and said "thanks" and went back to his spot much cooler but still boned.
When he had finished Craig looked down at himself and said to Gus "mind if I rinse off too?"
"Ask the boss" Gus said trying not to smile.
Before Craig could say anything Billy just said "the water's free. Knock yourself out."
So Craig went over to the hose and turned it on. He looked down at his pants and thought how long it would take for them to dry off. It was an additional half-hour he didn't want to waste. With a barely audible "fuck" he turned his back on as many as he could and pulled off his pants and placed them over some boxes. Underneath he was wearing very long and very baggy grey boxer briefs. They were all but soaked with sweat and clinging to his cheeks. He directed the nozzle to his face and chest drenching himself, the boxers turning transparent. A very dark grapefruit sized pouch revealed an enormous set of black balls and an even larger fat cock, pointing down one leg. His pubes looked spray-painted black under the cloth.
"You happy now... boss?" Craig said as he went back to work trying not to drip all over everything. In the sun the shorts baked dry before the next round of sweating began again.
"I don't know why you are complaining" Billy said, then looking at Gus "if you had any idea how good you look right now. Man people would pay good money to see what you look like right now. Shit I did."
"Yeah right" he muttered to himself as more tiles went down.
"No really" Billy was pointing to his hard "you got me turned on, and everyone around you is turned on. You are a very hot looking stud!"
"Knock it off" Craig said not looking up.
"For real" Billy continued "just look at you. Your hard muscles shiny and rippling in the sun. That sexy hair, a real man's hair, covering your arms and chest and I can only imagine what the rest of you looks like-"
"Well keep imagining-"
"I don't have to. I can see enough to know that any babe and shit, okay a few guys even would sell their inheritance to have a piece of you-"
"C'mon kid-"
"I ain't lying. Does my dick look like I'm lying?"
Craig looked up and saw Billy full hard not touching it.
"I don't think I'm all-"
"All that and then some" Billy was laying it on thick as plaster "you are in the prime of your health, a sexy hot stud and you don't even know it... you don't realize how many eyes follow you, watching your sexy bod-"
"It ain't like I look like those models in the ads or on TV -"
"Fuck that! That's all makeup and camera tricks. You are the real thing man! You are the real stud. They're just creepy manikins."
Craig looked down at himself thinking maybe he might be just a little sexy but that was still stretching it. But it still felt good to hear somebody call you hot. Damn, he saw, his drying shorts were getting a bit puffy down there. He stayed hunched over. He looked at the area remaining and thought, shit another ten and I'm outa here.
"The kid's right" Gus started "you ain't got nothing to be ashamed of. Hell, a lot of guys spend what you make in a week everyday in the gym and don't look half as good. You're just fine and don't forget it."
Craig looked over at Hank and Ger comparing himself to them and hated to admit it but only Hank would beat him in the cock department. Okay he had the goods but he was not the stud they thought he was. But it felt good to hear it. Finally he caulked in the last of the tiles and stood up. Everyone could see that even though his shorts were only half dry, his front had enjoyed the comments. The tube went almost down to the leg opening.
A hard "damn" came from Ger. Gus nodded in agreement but didn't need to say anything.
Craig slipped the dry but stiff shirt over his head leaving the pants for last. When he was decent again he said to Gus "I'll fax ya the bill."
"Thanks Craig" he said "it looks good. You did a great job."
Billy came over wrapping the towel again, still as inefficient as before, "thanks Craig I appreciate it too. You really did a good job and didn't mean to get under your skin."
"Ya didn't kid."
"Well thanks" and Craig jumped into his truck and backed out and was gone.
At the bedroom window Joe watched Craig's truck pull out of the driveway. He had been watching the whole thing since Craig's little shower. His hand was sticky with cum and he needed to piss badly but he dare not pull himself from the window. He came home and seeing the driveway full, parked his car across the street and let himself in the front door instead of the kitchen as usual. He started for the kitchen but hearing the water and voices from the back decided not to interrupt, seeing as how Billy was doing so well taking charge. He went upstairs to change and of course had to see what was going on. What he saw just about made his eyes bug out! He saw Craig under the hose and then quickly saw the condition they all were in, with Billy and Gus blatantly oggling Craig, and Hank and Ger trying not to but looking anyways. Once he remembered to start breathing again he quickly unzipped himself and pulled out his already hard cock. It was like the kid had arranged this all for his benefit it seemed. Before Craig even finished washing himself he was shooting all over the wall in front of him. But even as it soaked into the plaster running down, he stood immobile. He was transfixed by what he saw.
Finally when Craig drove off he snapped out of it, ran to the bathroom to piss but didn't dare flush. He grabbed a towel to clean the stain off the wall, and then remembered the scene at the doc's. He tore into the closet and yanked out his video camera, pointing it at the pool. He started recording.
Gus went back to examine Craig's work.
"Damn he was fast" he looked over everything just about finished. Another half hour and they could call it a week. He stood sweating and then went back to finish his area.
Billy walked over to where Gus was and crouched down next to him.
"Do you think we fucked up Craig?"
"Naw Craig is okay. And besides he needs the steady work we give him" Gus said and then looked at Billy and then down to his rod "and I think he kinda enjoyed you feeding him all that bull."
"It's wasn't bull. I meant it."
"Well he never heard anything like that before" Gus started to rub Billy's thigh "especially from a good lookin kid like you" and his hand started to work its way to his dick.
"That's the boss you're grabbing at Gus" Billy said standing up "the sooner you finish..."
And Gus looked up at him and said to the other two "you heard the boss. Let's wrap this thing up."
All three laid into it, putting the last areas down and making sure all was right. Billy walked over to Ger who was on his hands and knees checking for plumb. Billy walked over and started to rub his sweaty butt, "that's for before" and started to wiggle a finger into his hole. Ger yelped and pulled away.
"The boss wants you to work hard" Billy said again putting the finger into his hole "and he wants to see you cum hard. Stand up!"
Ger looked at his work and saw that for all purposes his area was done. He stood up and said "okay I guess I'm finished" and started to cover himself with his grimy hands but then thought better of it.
"Get yer hand away from yer cock kid" Billy ordered mocking him. Ger was too flabbergasted to react. Billy pushed the hand away and grabbed Ger's cock. He turned to the other two, "Who wants to see Gerry boy here christen his work?"
Hank just said "damn" but Gus repeated "you're the boss."
"Okay Ger you're gonna cum right here on this spot of wet grout you got it?"
"Kid you gotta be kidding" he said looking at Hank and Gus "I ain't gonna cum in front of the guys."
"Well too bad cause the boss is gonna jack you until either you shoot of my hand falls off, got it?"
"Damn" from both Gus and Hank who started reaching for themselves.
"Hank you finish your area and leave your hand off that great big hunk of meat. You're next" and Billy smoothed his hand over Jer's chest and belly picking up a lot of greasy sweat and maybe some grit too and started to pump his dick. After spending most of the afternoon aroused and trapped in the cock ring it didn't take long before he started to buckle and shake.
"Damnit kid not so hard" Ger could feel himself getting close but also there was the chafing of the dirt.
"Not so hard, what?" Billy hissed.
"Damn not so hard... sir." he barely whispered the last word.
"Again louder."
"Not so hard sir!"
"Louder!"
"Not so hard SIR!" and Billy yanked his hand off Ger's cock. Ger gave out a loud grunt as his cockhead swelled and the pissslit opened wide. He shouted as a single drop of spunk formed on the tip. His hand flew to his cock to finish it.
"Freeze!" Billy yelled and knocked his hand away. Again the head throbbed and now the drop grew larger and started to drip down, forming a shiny rope several inches long.
"Damnit I almost came!" Ger snapped.
"You wanna cum don't you?"
"Damn you know!"
"Okay then tell us all you want me to make you cum."
"Dammit!"
"Do it!"
Finally Ger felt his cock all but exploding, a pressure like he almost couldn't handle and shouted "Okay damnit make me cum!"
"Make me cum what?"
"Make me cum...sir!"
"Again."
"Make me cum sir!"
"Keep saying it and don't stop."
And as Ger stood there chanting 'make me cum sir make me cum sir' Billy's left hand tugged at the ring, forcing one nut back through the circle, the other hand around the base of his cock and gave it several rapid tugs and Ger buckled shooting an afternoon's worth of primed cum all over his prepared spot. When he finally stopped spasming, Billy ordered, "Now get down on your belly and press that dick into the wet grout. I wanna see a real nice imprint of yer cock there in yer jiz. I wanna see the shape of your dick in the slimy mud."
Ger wobbled down to his knees and leaning forward pressed his dick into the globs of cum and kept pressing till a perfect wet outline of his cock remained there, to dry permanently.
"Damn that's a fine signature Ger" Gus said watching himself and holding his dick, the head bottled up under his foreskin.
Ger got up, his still hard and dirty dick bobbing in front of him and went over and rinsed himself under the hose. After several minutes of cold water he finally started to soften enough to slip the ring off completely. With a gasp it came free.
"Okay Hank you finished?"
Hank looked down at his area and at his hard cock knowing what was in store.
"I guess so... sir."
"You don't have to call me sir Hank, but if you're finished I need for you to stand up."
Hank stood up covered in sweat and dirt, his cock a bright ruby red. And huge.
Billy reached over and grabbed it, his hand hardly getting around it. Hank gave out a hiss.
"Boss I don't wanna cum yet."
"Whatya mean Hank?"
"I don't wanna cum now."
"But Hank I need for you to christen your work."
"I'll do that... Boss I promise" Hank said looking at Billy "Billy I'll come back here tonight at six-thirty after I clean up. And then whatever you want.. but I got something I gotta do first."
"C'mon Hank ya can't leave now" Gus said.
"Promise" Hank looked at Billy.
"You meet me here at six-thirty?"
"On my honor I swear" Hank said very serious.
"Hank c'mon" Gus insisted, seeing he may now lose the chance to see the big hunk and his big dick finally do it, something he had been wanting to see all summer "you can't leave like that. Hank even if you wanted to, you can't get that ring off til you're soft. And damn if I can think of a way without shooting a load" he said looking at himself, his foreskin starting to swell with the backup.
"I won't cum Billy you have my word. Not a single drop. And at six-thirty I'll be here okay?"
"What ya gotta do that's so important?"
"Can't say. Okay? Okay Billy?" and Hank had the biggest eyes looking right into him. Billy had to cave.
"Okay ya big stud you win. Meet me here at six-thirty and if you're late..." and looking down at the sausage at his crotch "good luck."
"Thanks Bill" Hank just reached out and gave him a shoulder crunch and then to Gus "Monday."
"Monday Hank."
Hank gathered his clothes from where Billy piled them. He cautiously pulled on his shorts and pants but it was worse than Gus' try before. He looked like he was shoplifting an axehandle. He pulled his shirt over his sweaty chest and picking up his gear, hobbled over to his own truck. He got in to his truck almost in slow motion, and then tore down the street. He was headed for the gym.
Gus turned back to Billy and said "Okay boss it's just you and me."
"Anything I say?"
Gus gulped and said slowly, "anything boss. Anything you say." and stood there waiting for the verdict.
Without saying another word, Billy led Gus over to the hose and washed him down and then washed himself down. The cold water did not soften Gus' cock but the precum bottled inside his foreskin was starting to ooze. Billy however softened a great deal.
When they were both wet Billy stood in front of him and then pushed him to his knees. Gus without a word reached forward and started to grab his cock.
"No hands" Billy said, remembering.
Gus put his hands to his side and leaned forward and brought his mouth over his cock. When it was completely swallowed and Gus could feel the warmth start to harden he heard Billy say, "no mouth."
At the window Joe let out a stifled gasp and shot another load, this one into a towel. His head banged against the pane, but they did not look up.
"Boss?" Gus released it as it continued to lengthen by itself.
"No hands no mouth."
Boss I'll do anything for you" he said looking up with that look again "you just tell me what you want. I'll do ANYTHING for you." and he swung to the side and got down on his hands and knees.
Billy reached forward and pulled him off his hands until he was again facing him on his knees. Gus looked confused and a little hurt.
"Who's the boss?" Billy said, but not rough.
"You are" Gus said "but-"
"Then shush" Billy said and started to rub his hands over Gus' big shoulders. Gus started to protest but then shut his mouth.
Billy's hands worked their way over Gus' neck muscles and down to his hairy pecs. He started to play with his nipples and Gus was almost whimpering. Billy brought his crotch forward until his dick was at his neck. He started to rub it all over his chest, especially the hairy part between the two muscles. He thrust it into each armpit, the hair tingling more. He rubbed it back and forth across each hardened nipple muttering, "whatever I want, whatever I want..."
Billy reached under his arms and lifted Gus to his feet rubbing his hands over his arms and back and then around to his chest and belly. As he massaged his full stomach Billy slapped his cock again and again into Gus' trapped balls and cock forcing more and more precum into the foreskin until it could hold no more and started to leak out the slit. Billy reached down and slowly very slowly unsheathed the head, which was almost as red as Hank's had been. He leaned forward and brought his tongue to the tip. Gus grunted "no I'm too close!"
Billy took his tongue away and started to blow air onto Gus' wet balls. They could not contract any further so they simply rippled and writhed as he did. He stuck out his tongue again and started to lap at the trapped balls.
Gus now started to jump up and down on the soles of his feet with the sensation. The exposed head was oozing precum like crazy.
"You been hard all day haven't you Gus?"
"Yes boss."
"You been watching me and my big cock right?" Billy teased lapping his cock between each question.
"No!" meaning don't I'll cum "yes I mean. Yes boss."
"Seeing your crew working hard" lap
"Ow! Yes boss."
"You ever seen em like that?" lap
"Shit! I mean no boss!" his muscles quivering trying to hold in his orgasm
"Your guys naked and hard working in front of you" blowing some air on the balls
"Ah-h-h! boss don't I'll cum!"
"Their muscles all shiny hot and hard under the sun" standing and poking his cock into Gus' balls
"Please Billy don't"
"You wanna cum Guz! Right?"
"Please Billy please!" his face red and neck muscles straining with the effort
"I'm gonna make you cum alright" fingers on Gus' nipples teasing them to hardness
"No Billy not my tits!" and Billy saw the head swell and like Ger slowly form a single drop of milky cum at the slit
"Okay Gus you said anything I want anything!"
"Anything sir anything you want just let me cum!"
"Okay on your knees now Gus" and Gus dropped to his knees "and bend forward" Gus threw himself onto his hands pushing his butt out as far as it would go. Billy was slick with precum but he spit into his hand and gave the rest of the cock a good coating. Without any warning he put the head to Gus' hole, and felt it immediately open and practically encircle Billy's head. With a great shout Billy pushed and felt it slide right in.
"Fuck" they both grunted as Billy felt himself going in deeper and deeper until his balls hit Gus' backside. He felt the head of his cock hit something hard and knew that was Gus' knob.
Gus began a high moaning as Billy's hands found his nipples and started to squeeze them.
Gus was screaming 'I'm cumming I'm cumming" and Billy felt his butt clamp down tight on his dick and Billy's hand gave Gus' ring a good yank forward as both balls popped loose, and even with Gus screaming at the top of his lungs, he still heard Gus' load after load splash onto the tiles. Gus was yelling too loud to hear Billy chanting "Cum for me Gus cum for me dad cum for me dad cum for me gus" and his hips bucked uncontrollably into Gus and his cum erupted violently slamming into Gus' prostate again and again. When they both came back to earth Billy, still inside him, started to push Gus forward, pushing his dick down to the wet grouting, his dick molding into the cum-splattered mud.
At the window Joe heard every word and his hand pulled a third load out of him.