Date: Fri, 14 Jul 2000 17:40:58 EDT
From: BladerIowa@aol.com
Subject: Furniture Boys

The following story is about male to male sex.  If you are under the age of
18/21 (depending on your community's standards) you cannot read this article.
The following text contains descriptions of male to male sex.  If this offends
you, please do not read any further.  It might warp your mind and you would
question what you've been missing for all these years.



Furniture Boys

by BladerIowa@aol.com



After using the same dilapidated couch for what seemed like an eternity, I
finally decided to buy myself a new one.  I knew I had to have it delivered.
It's not it would fit in the back of my Mazda Miata.  On top of that, there
is NO way I would do that kind of work on a warm July day.  The $35 delivery
charge was worth it.  As I was to find out, it would lead to better things to
come.

The phone rang at about 10:00.  I answered it and much to my delight it was a
youthful male voice.

"Mr. Davis, this is Jordan from Krontz Furniture.  You had a delivery?"

"Yes, I did," I replied.  "Where are you now?"

"We're just leaving from the store.  Should be there in about fifteen
minutes."

"Okay," I replied.  "I've got some cokes in the fridge.  See you then."

"Thanks.  Be there in a few."

I loved the sound of that boy's voice.  Was he college age?  Could he be dark
haired and muscular or maybe lean and blonde?  Would he be tanned and smooth
or hairy?  My cock was hardening at the very thought of the delivery guys
bringing their sweaty bodies into my home.

I heard the delivery truck lumbering up my driveway.  A door on the truck
slammed and at the same time, my doorbell rang.  I peeked out through the
peephole and was delighted to see a handsome young blonde guy at the door.  I
opened it wide.


"This 2515 Bramble?" he asked.  "You Mr. Davis?"

"You're right on both counts.  Come in.  Are you Jordan?"

"Yes, I am.  You've got a good memory."

I opened the door all the way and let the young man in.  Sure enough, he
looked to be about twenty or twenty-one.  Tall and lean, Jordan had a rugged
face with piercing blue eyes, bright white teeth, dishwater blonde hair cut
short, and a golden tan.  He was wearing the usual Krontz furniture shirt, as
well as a baggy pair of khaki shorts and a pair of tan work boots.  My cock
did a quick jump when I saw the thick white socks hanging out of his boots.
Jordan's legs were adorned with a perfect dusting of golden blonde hair.  He
was one fine looking young man.

"Just got to have you fill out this paperwork.  Sign here where it says
customer and I'll be right back."

With that he bounded out the door.  I noticed his firm ass bouncing and the
fabric of his shorts making perfect creases.  That was an ass made for eating
if I'd ever seen one.

As I watched out the door, Jordan got into the cab of the truck.  I noticed
him climbing out of the back of the truck holding one end of the couch.  I
did a double take.  Was I seeing things?  Didn't he just get into the truck?

I was still pondering what I'd just seen when the door of the truck cab
opened and Jordan popped out.  I was wondering to myself who the other
delivery guy was.  A brother perhaps?

I disconnected the screen door to make the living room entry more accessible.
 As they approached, I could see that indeed the second delivery guy was in
fact not a twin, but almost could have been.  He too was tall and blonde, but
a little more muscular in the arms though his legs were very thin and lean.
No doubt he played basketball in school, I thought to myself.  I looked him
over carefully.  His leg hair was a little darker so I figured he probably
had a darker bush too.  If only I could know for certain.

"Where would you like us to put it?" asked Jordan.

"Behave... Behave... " I muttered to myself.  "Ummmm.  Up against the wall by
the mirror, if you would."

I breathed a sigh of relief.  As much as I wanted to proposition these two
guys, I didn't dare.  The two of them could rip me apart if they wanted to.
Still, I would have given anything to have had one or both of them.

"You guys want some Cokes?" I asked.

"Thanks, how about you Josh?" responded Jordan.

"Yeah.  Sure.  Thanks." Josh didn't seem too talkative.  He kept looking at
me kind of funny.  I got a strange feeling about Josh.  He was cute enough,
but seemed like the kind of guy that would beat the hell out of you after you
swallowed his seed.  Rough trade.  In my wildest dreams, I thought to myself.

Josh too had blue eyes, but they were more of a green color.  His mouth was a
little more pouty and his cheekbones looked chiseled.  I noticed right away
that his shoes had to be at least a size thirteen.  Damn!

Both guys sat on the new couch and opened their cans of pop.  Jordan spoke
first.

"Ummm.  Maybe we shouldn't be sitting on this couch.  We're both kind of
sweaty."

"No problem," I replied.  "It's just a couch.  Relax.  Sweat doesn't bother
me one bit."

Josh looked nervous.  Jordan just smiled a little.

"This is a nice place ya got here Mr. Davis.  You married?" Jordan asked.

"Nope.  Single.  I plan to stay that way."  I added.

"Cool.  I don't ever want to get married neither.  If it wasn't for pussy, I
wouldn't want anything to do with bitches," Josh volunteered.

"I hear ya," I answered.  "I haven't gone out with a woman since 1992."

Jordan whistled.

"Damn, that's a long time.  I couldn't go that long without having any.
You'd almost have to be queer or ....."  Josh's voice trailed off.

"You aren't are ya?" Josh asked.  His face revealed his nervousness.

"Let's just say I don't date woman.  I'm not a flaming fag, but I've had it
from both sexes.  I do prefer guys," I added.

"That's cool.  I wouldn't wanna do that to a guy," Jordan said.  "But I can
see where getting blown is getting blown.  Whatever feels good."

"I don't think I could," Josh chimed in.  "Not from a guy.  Hey, we need to
get going soon."

"Hey, before you guys go," I said.  "You interested in helping me move some
furniture?  I can pay you."

"Cool," said Jordan.  "How much?"

"We can work it out.  I'm not sure what the going rate is."

"I don't think so," said Josh.  "I think you're up to something."

"Okay.  You're right," I replied.  "Tell you what.  I'll pay you each fifty
bucks to move a lamp for me.  It will take fifteen minutes.  How does that
sound?"

"Sounds like you're fucking with me.  What else do you want to do?  Fuck me
in the ass?" asked Josh.  "No deal, faggot."

"Shut up Josh," said Jordan.  "What's the catch?"

"Here's the deal.  I think you both are pretty hot.  I wouldn't offer you
money for sex - that's illegal.  But I think we could have some fun.  Then,
since I need to have those lamps moved, I'd pay you each $50 to move a lamp
for me."

"What do we have to do?" asked Jordan.  Josh was still shaking his head no.

"All I want to do is get some young dick in my mouth," I said.  "Nothing else
and you don't have to do anything back.  Then you can help me move the
furniture and I will pay you for moving the lamps."

"No fucking way man," said Josh.  "I ain't no faggot."

"I'll do it," said Jordan.  "Is the deal still good if just one of us goes
through with it?"

"Tell you what," I answered.  "Josh, all you have to do is strip and show me
your dick.  If you don't want to join in, you don't have to.  I promise I
won't touch you.  If you get naked, the deal is still on."

"No way man." said Josh.

"Come on," pleaded Jordan.  "Do it for me.  I need the money really bad."

"Okay," Josh agreed.  "If you get off seeing my cock, I don't care."

"We'll back around 4:00, after the last delivery. You want me to shower
before we come over?"

"No," I replied.  "I want to smell you when you're sweaty.

Both guys left and I silently prayed they would return later.


Four o'clock came and still no delivery guys.  By four-thirty I was beginning
to worry that they weren't going to show when I heard a familiar rumble.  The
old truck strained as it sputtered up my long, steep driveway.  Jordan and
Josh jumped out.  I could see both guys' shirts were soaked with sweat.
Jordan rang the doorbell.

I answered the door.  For a second my heart stood still.   Here were two very
hot guys wanting to show my their bodies, maybe let me taste their cocks and
I didn't know the first thing to say.

"You needed some furniture moved?" asked Josh.  That kind of broke the ice.

"Yes," I said.  "Come in and have a seat.  I'll get some more Cokes."  I
brought them back two cans of the cold refreshment.

"Long day?" I asked.

"Yeah," said Jordan.  "I worked my ass off."  He seemed kind of nervous.

"Relax guys.  You like porno movies?" I asked.  Both guys nodded.

I walked over to the VCR and dug around till I could find a good straight
smut movie.  I turned on the VCR and popped it in.  The tape was nothing but
blowjob scenes. It was a cheap, cheesy flick I'd picked up at the Devil's
Den, but it gave Jordan a glimpse of what was to come.

As the girl in the movie bobbed up and down on the guy's prick, both guys
starting to squirm on the couch.  Jordan had the most noticeable bulge
growing in his pants.  I made me way over to the couch and told him to stand
up.  As he did, I pulled his shirt upward, indicating he should pull it off.
As he did, I looked at his beautiful brown nipples and the fine, golden down
that lightly covered his chest.  As he was pulling off his shirt, I leaned
forward and inhaled a powerful shot of masculine smelling sweat.  It gave me
an instant boner.  I took several deep breaths and my aching prick swelled
even harder.

Jordan kicked off his workboots.  He fumbled at the button of his khaki
shorts.

"Please let me do that!" I begged.  He grinned and moved his hands away.
Dropping to my knees, I rubbed the front of his shorts and found the length
of his hard young cock.  It was pointed downward.  A couple of good squeezes
later and a small wet spot formed on the front of his pants.  I unzipped the
shorts and slid them down over his smooth young hips.  They dropped to the
floor.  His lean young flesh was encased in a tight pair of Calvin Klein gray
boxers.  His hard cock which was pointing to his left side distorted the
fabric.  A wet spot had formed, making the fabric even more dark gray.

Josh was watching the whole time, but remained silent.  I leaned forward and
kissed the tip of his dick through the wet gray material.  I could taste his
salty and slightly sweet pre-cum through the fabric.  Reaching up, I hooked
my fingers into the elastic waistband of his underwear and slowly slid them
down over his smooth ass.  My fingers caressed the soft yet hard and
unblemished flesh of his ass.  Using both hands, I yanked his underwear down
and his hard cock snapped upward.

For a moment, I studied Jordan's gorgeous cock.  It was about seven inches
long, around six inches in diameter, and very smooth.  The large helmet head
was impressive, but not larger than the rest of the shaft.  The skin was a
pleasing color of light brown.  It was a perfect dick.  His balls were large
and hanging freely.  Jordan's pubes were neatly trimmed.  His crotch was
releasing the odor of a hard day's work and the intoxicating smell of a state
of arousal.

"What do you think of it?" he asked.

"Oh my god.  It's beautiful," I replied.

It was almost too beautiful to corrupt.  I could have stared at that
beautiful specimen of male flesh for all eternity.  I was transfixed.

Jordan's prick briefly bobbed in its arousal, bringing me back to reality.
As they have so many times before, my lips parted and his flesh met mine.
Drawing in my breath, I engulfed his magnificent member in one gulp.  Jordan
gasped as I swallowed his big prick to the balls.  I paused, drinking in the
smell of his young body.

I pulled back and assaulted his innocent dick again and again with an urgency
that surprised even me.  This young man would never be the same after I got
done sucking him.  He was mine to torture with pleasure, freely giving me his
innocence.  His cock responded to my sucking by stiffening even more.  His
fingers roamed through my hair and his hips started forcing more and more of
the young prick in and out of my mouth.  Josh watched intently as his friend
gasped and cursed as he fucked my throat.

I stopped for a moment and Jordan looked shocked.

"Please don't stop.  I was getting close.  Please let me cum," he begged.  I
didn't respond.  I grabbed one of the sofa pillows and laid on my back with
the pillow under my head.

"Climb over me like you were 69ing a girl" I said.

Jordan crawled over me, his cock pointing at my throat.  I seized the
opportunity and my tongue swiped that spot just below his balls.

"Uggg!" he uttered.  I licked again and he inhaled deeply.  He scooted
forward giving me free access to his ass.  His ass smelled of sweat and hard
work. It was almost overpowering.  It needed a bath badly and I was going to
give it one.  He groaned his approval as my tongue probed around the rim his
virgin ass.  Finally I was able to work my tongue in part way and he moaned
loudly.  I rimmed and reamed his ass over and over with him moaning and
shoving his sweaty, stinky young butt harder and harder into my face.  His
cheeks were nearly smooth, but a very light dusting of blonde hair tickled by
face.  I bathed his ass in saliva as my tongue pierced has anus.  When I felt
his hand reaching back to touch his dick, I pulled my tongue out of his butt.

I positioned Jordan's dick in my mouth and let him start fucking my face.  I
slobbered on his dick as it thrust in and out of my face.  My fingers pulled
his smooth ass cheeks apart and roamed over his butt.  I could feel Jordan's
young cock starting to swell in my throat and his breathing was getting
harder and harder.  As I looked up, I could see Josh feeling his own crotch.

"Fucking, suck me... MMMMMM.  Oh yeah, just like that.  Gonna fuck your face
and make you eat my cum.  Yeah.... Getting close."

My left index finger probed his ass.  As I felt him getting closer, I drove
my finger into his firm young butt.  His ass muscles clenched it like a vice,
but I still managed to reach his prostate.

"Uhhhh!  My god here it comes...Yeah.  Fucking suck it all down... YEAH!!!"

I gagged as Jordan shoved the entirety of his cock down my throat.  It
swelled up to where it was so thick it cut off my air.  I saw stars as his
weight crashed down on my face.  His whole body reeked of sweat as he
unloaded those big balls in my mouth.  Several big ropes of cum landed in my
mouth and throat.  His cum was warm, salty, and sweet. It was the sweetest
load I can ever remember tasting.  Cum kept pouring and pouring from his
balls into my mouth.  After he stopped cumming, I licked him clean till he
said it was hurting and rolled off.

Jordan and I lay on the floor for a moment.  Josh had a big tent in his
khakis.

"That was awesome.  How was it Jordan?" he asked.

"Fucking unbelievable.  I've never had my cock sucked so good.  Getting my
butt licked was good too.  You gonna try it?"

"I dunno.  I don't want to be a fag or nothing."

"Do you trust me?" Jordan asked.

"Yeah.  I've known you all my life."  Jordan reached over and rubbed his
buddy's bulging crotch.  Josh jerked.

"Don't."  Jordan's hand kept moving.  Josh didn't try to stop him.

"I want to try it with you.  You don't have to do anything back and it might
as well be me the first time."  Josh nodded slowly.

"Will you show me how Mr. Davis?" asked Jordan.

"Yes," I replied.  "I show you everything."

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So what did you think?  I haven't written many continuations, but I'd love to
keep this thing going.  I think Jordan needs to blow and rim his buddy Josh
and maybe let Josh bang his butt... Please email me at BladerIowa@aol.com and
let me know your thoughts...   :)

Blader