Painter, Plaster, Blowjob Man 2

Painter, Plaster, Blowjob Man 2I had been living in my house for roughly 2 years and felt that it was timethat I actually did some work to it. The wallpaper was old the carpet tattyand I was definitely the more modern minimalist type. This house neededsome serious work. I could probably have done most of it, but it would havetaken me more than a good few weeks. Much like the introduction to thisstory, it sounded boring as hell.So let me set the scene, that eventually let to me having 2 hot boyspounding my ass and getting my house decorated all for one price.My name is Darren, you might know about my sexcapades already, but hey, ifnot welcome aboard! At this time I was 22, young hung and no longer livingwith mum. I loved my house, but I loved hunky boys too. And i loved thatthey would come/cum and do some hard work for me.I knew a friend from school. Matthew he left a few years before we finishedbut I had somehow found his details in a local handyman leaflet. Matthewainter, decorator and add jobs. I knew him to be straight but I was hopingthat the odd jobs related to hand and mouth. I remember him being shorterthan I was at school, deep dark hair with brown tempting eyes. He alwayshad a slight tan but swore he never used the sunbeds. Thin, yet secretlywithholding a six pack from anyone who was not lucky enough to have been inhis class and see him naked in the showers. Of course that meant I had alsoseen his cock. To be fair, he did in a round about way tell me to look atit. We used to sit beside each other in computers class. I always had myleg pressed up against his, yet he didn't seem to move it. One day I hadpicked up enough courage to whisper to him, "how big is yours?" To mysurprise and delight he whispered back, "big, look next time we are in theshowers and you'll see." He wasn't telling lies that's for sure. The nextweek I managed to rest my hand on his leg for a few seconds. Again hedidn't seem to mind. Anyways that was Matthew. Now after so many years Iwas going to phone him up and ask him to come fill in my holes, and do somepainting.The phone call seemed to go fine, why wouldn't it. Like most tradesmen heused a mobile, so after the initial call he kept in contact by text.Sending one an hour before he arrived. I felt nervous to say the least. Itwas like being back in school I was getting nerves in my stomach justbecause someone was coming to do some DIY. Yes the other factor was thatthe person was hot.Matthew's van pulled upside my house and I paces from the living room tothe front door several times. It seemed to take him ages to get out of thevan and to my door. When I saw him though, the nerves doubled, possiblyeven quadrupled. He was as stunning as ever, although with now had a bitmore stubble. He came up to the door, which I opened before he could wrapor ring the door bell."hey Darren" he said "I thought it was you" thankfully he remember me. Soat least there wouldn't be any awkward greetings. He extended his hand toshake mine. I had never touched his hand before, so this was prettyexciting, yet a little sad, after all it was only a handshake.As I invited him into the house I heard the van door on the opposite sideclose. I fixed my eyes on that direction and watched as a young 18 or soboy walked round. Blond, tall, thin, and just as every bit as sexy asMatthew. How on earth was I going to cope with two incredibly hot guysworking in my house. I wouldn't, I'd soon find out."Alan this is Scott, he'll be helping out with some of the odd jobs youneed done, where do you want us to start?"I said hey to Scott and asked them both to follow me upstairs to thebedroom which I wanted decorated."so, I want the wallpaper removed, the walls a re plastered and thenpainted antic cream.""Not a problem" Matthew said as he set some of his gear on the floor. kızılay escort "wecan start now. Scott ca you get the steamer from the van?"Scott's velvety voice responded with a yes sure and he left to get thesteamer. I was left alone with Matthew."so Alan, been a while since computing class, hasn't it?" he said clearlyindicating he remember the days I wanted his cock. "so are you still...?" hedidn't finish but I knew what he was trying to say. I responded yes. "coolmate, can't believe how long it's been. About 6 years now." I was good heseemed alright with everything. It made me feel a lot more at ease. "everwish we..."At that point Scott came up the stairs with the steamer and Mattew'ssentence remained unfinished."ok I'll get out of your way and leave to it" I said as I left the room,brushing past Scott I could have sworn he left one had at his side topurposefully brush against me. The air was certainly getting hot around me.I saw Scott grin at me as I walked down the stairs.It must have taken them a few hour to get the wall paper off the wallsplastered. I was in the kitchen when Scott came down the stairs with thesteamer and some bags of stripped wallpaper. He looked back at me andsmiled, I smiled back at him, wished I was sucking on his cock. He cameback in and instead of heading back upstairs to the room he came to thekitchen."can I get a glass of water?""sure no problem" I said as I reached for a glass. He reached to take itfrom me resting his hands on mine a while."Scott come here a sec" Matthew called from upstairs."maybe later" Scott said softly to me, as he winked and let go of my hands."coming"I set the glass down. Maybe later what? I wondered. Perhaps I was being abit hopeful. With that thought trialling off, both Matthew and Scott camedown the stairs with the rest of their gear."Alan well be back tomorrow to finish things off and paint the room whenthe plaster dries ok?""yes that's fine" I responded as I walked to the front door to see them off."I'll text you later with a time I'll be here at. Probably be the morningthough.""that's great with me.". I said thinking in my head anytime as long as itsa long time. I saw Scott smile and watched as he left a bit of paper on thetable at the door. He followed Matthew out and they got in the van. Leavingme exhausted from the sexual desires fillin my body.I walked to the piece of paper, unfolding it.I want you to suck me.Text meHis mobile number was at the bottom of the scrap. I gulped, and my cockhardened. Yes please I said to myself.End of Part 1I held the scrap of paper in my hand for a few moments wondering what Ishould do. Matthew and Scott would be coming back again in the morning tofinish the room. If I text Scott now it might make a tense environment inwhen try arrived. But he was offering the opportunity to suck him off. Anice 18 year old cock. I had to slap myself Scott was a person and I wasthinking of him as a piece of meat. I do love meat.I resisted texting him but added his number to my phone. Save it forlater, never know when I might need it. I made myself some dinner and satdown in the living room to watch something I tv. I wasn't really hopingfor anything in particular just something to keep my mind off textingScott. I was an hour into watching some documentary when my phone buzzed,it was Matthew.Will be there 9 in the morn, see you then big boy.I thought that a little strange coming from Matthew, but it made me smile.A straight guy with a flirtatious sense of humour. I replied back you'rethe big one, remember? See you in the morn. He didn't reply so I went backto watch the documentary.It was about 9 o clock when I checked the time again. My evening was goingin well. A glass of vino, some shitty tv, and the thoughts of a blond boypounding my mamak escort ass. My cock was directing me and it wanted me to send atext. So what if tomorrow would be awkward. I'd have sucked the cock of ahot blond boy and who knows what else. I reached for my phone and typed atext.Come round now and I'll suck you off then. Darren.I closed my eyes and hoovered my finger over the send button. Took a deepbreathe and pressed down. The text sent.Oh fuck I thought when I saw who I had sent it to. I had somehow managedto reply to Matthew's text. Don't get me wrong I wanted to suck Matthewoff from the day I first wanted to suck anyone off. He was my school boycrush and now he was a hot painter/decorator. There was no response. Atleast 30 minutes passed and still nothing. Panic hit me fast. A coldsweat cloaked me. Buzz buzz. A text. Was it from him? I didn't want tolook at my phone. Again closing my eyes I reached for it, picking it upbringing it closer. I opened my eyes and read the message on the screen.1 new message with the name Matthew Neish underneath. Jesus fucking ChristI thought to myself. What is he going to say. I slid the bar across myphone unlocking it.Will be there in 15. MWhat!!! Fear changed to confusion to pure excitement. Matthew was going tocome here he wanted me to suck him off. Pacing the room was becoming myspeciality, it was about 20 minutes before Matthew arrived. He softlylocked my door. I swallowed hard and walked to open it."Hey bud, you alright". He said as he walked in he was carrying some beerand a bottle of wine. To anyone one else this would have looked like ahome date."Yea I'm good, you?" I said sheepishly still playing over in my head whatwas happening."great now you texted me. Was getting horny all day was even tempted to dosomething with Scott" he laughed "seriously though Darren, you're hot, youalways have been. Just wish one of us had the balls back at school. Thenwe could have been together longer."Yet again it was one of those what!! Moments. Is Matthew gay, did he wantto be with me sooner. Too many questions and all I wanted to do was grabhim. Be patient I thought. He washer because I asked him over for ablowjob. He brought drink so I thought to take it in a gentle stride andlet him lead the way.He walked into the front room "beer or wine bud? Ah wine I see. Easilysorted!" I heard him sit on the sofa and crack open a can of beer "youjoining me or am I gonna have to wank myself off?"Another hard swallow and I walked in to the room. He was sitting were Iusually sit opposite the tv on the two-seater. He had left room for me tosit beside him. He had taken his jacket off and was wearing a tight whitetank top and jeans. There were a few hole which I looked through to seethe hair on his legs. My eyes traced up his legs to his crotch and Istared at his crotch. It seemed like seconds to me but he noticed."Jesus Darren you'll get to see, feel do whatever you want with me later inbed."That put me at ease; he had set the scene and the pace. Fun in bed after afew drinks, I could manage that.. I sat down beside him, he smiled thentook a swig of his beer. I opened the wine and topped up my glass. Wewatch some tv and talked about school days catching up on what we hadmissed."I still remember that day you asked how big I was, ad the always lookingat me in the shower. I bet you used to wank about me every night.""Well I...""It's ok, I don't mind. I wanked about you nearly every night too. Youweren't the only one looking in the shower.". He took another swig of hisbeer then turned to watch the tv again."I always wanted to do more or web touch you.""Like this?" he said as he placed his hand firmly on my crotch. He startedto squeeze as my cock for harder. I couldn't speak, I didn't try. I don'twant him to yenimahalle escort stop and he didn't. He held my hard cock through my track suitbottoms firmly in his right hand. "let's go upstairs, I can't wait anylonger" he said letting go of my cock.I led the way up to my room turning on the bedside laps. "well here weare. Matthew I've wanted to be with...""shush" he said as he walked over to me. He put his finger I my lip thenmoved into kiss. He was close to me his body against mine. I couldn't nowfeel his hard cock pressing against me.He continued to kiss me pushing me pack toward the king size bed that wasin the middle of the room. He started to lift off my tshirt and as he didI ran my hands up under his feeling his firm stomach and chest. His bodywas gorgeous, just like I remembered. Six pack and everything. Wecontinued to duress each other until we were both lying on my bed in ourboxers. Our hard cocks clearly evident through the fabric of what coveredour lusting meat.His hand caressed my cock and I finally picked up the courage to fulfil mylong desire to touch his. The feeling was like immense pleasure seepingthrough my skin. It was about 7 and a half inches long and hard as arock. He started to pull my black boxers down, I helped him by arching myback and lifting my bottom off the bed. I lay naked on the bed, he satover me looking like he had conquered a prized possession. Hopefully that'swhat he thought. He smiled before slowly moving his head closer to mychest. He made a path of passionate kisses from my chest to my waistline. He stopped before grabbing my cock again and consuming it with hismouth. He took it all in.The moist, warm feeling of his mouth gloved my cock, wit each movement hemade, each slide of his tongue against te shaft of my cock sent bolts ofwarm up my back making my head spin with pleasure. He stopped for a momentto move back up the bed to kiss me. Looking into his eyes I saw somethingmore than a one night luscious stand. I saw the boy i feel in love with,the boy who should have been with me years ago."lift your legs over my shoulders" he said holding into my ankles andstarting to lift them. I pointed out to the beside table indicating theuse of a condom. He understood and brought one out. I watched as he slideit over his firm shaft, knowing that within moments he would be slidinghis meat into me.With my legs over his shoulders he began to guide his cock into my ass. Hepushed gently, careful not to hurt me in any way. He was very gentle, veryloving. I had expected him to be firm, hard and wild.A rush filled me as he pushed further, his whole cock was inside me.Before he moved again he checked if I was ok. I was. I was in a state ofbliss. Heaven had finally found me.With the acknowledgement that I was comfortable he started to slowly poundmy ass. I could feel it. The room was warm, the passion was building ashe continued to push into me, the pull out. He had a Rhythm going startingoff with the gentle pace he build up to a faster more frantic pounding, Igrabbed my own cock and started to rub. Knowing it was Matthew pounding memade the emotions, the pleasure, the horny desires stronger. He wasgasping, I was wanking. Both getting faster. He forced himself deep andhard as he let out a groan as he cam within me. At the point he orgasimedand pushed hard within me I felt a rush full my body as I arched my backand shot a stream of cum up over my chest."we should have done this sooner" he said as he pulled out and cleanedhimself off. He threw me a towel to clean myself the got back into bedbeside me. "I like this" he said. "Shame I have to get up for work in themorning. Good thing is, the boss is a hotty." he smiled and moved closerto kiss me.Tomorrow I'd be his boss. He'd be finishing off my other room. But sowould Scott. That could be awkward. "What about Scott?" I asked "how willhe get here.""Don't worry already sorted. Told him I had to collect a few things andI'd meet him here.""All sorted then." I said. What will happen tomorrow, I thought?End of Part 2____________________I hope you enjoyed reading this story.