Date: Tue, 29 Sep 2020 14:56:37 +0000 (UTC)
From: Mike Austin <nasstop@yahoo.com>
Subject: GAY/AUTHORITARIAN- "Play With The Guys" Ch 4

PLAY WITH THE GUYS					By Mike Austin
							nasstop@yahoo.com

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IV.

Sunday morning.....Chris stood at the bar sipping coffee, as his pair of
subs prepped breakfast. After the fuckfest Saturday night and still cock
caged, the pair seemed calmer, less anxious and he smiled to himself that
he'd done a good thing to them and for his own well-being. The boys just
about had the meal ready as Chris finished his cup of coffee and sat at the
counter for the meal to be finished. He took in the fine pair of butts he'd
so expertly fucked the night before and thought of the many session yet to
come, or CUM as it might be. They also still wore the nip clamps he'd
secured to those fine chest appendages on both subs and knew they'd be
super sensitive to his touch. As Don leaned across the counter to present
Chris his plate of food, Chris tweaked Don's left tit and watched him wince
and then grin some. The eye twinkle spoke volumes!!! Don turned as Richard
sat with his plate and juice, Don sat beside Richard, both subs facing
Chris. Neither ate until Chris had begun. All knew their places and each
sub maintained their bowed heads as they ate in silence, unless spoken
to. Chris reached for a yellow legal pad with some notes and calculations
he'd prepared from the night before, after leaving the pair asleep. There
was a numbered list of their current jobs and brief description of the
status of each. Under that in parenthesis, was a note about what and how
Richard could come into play. On the next page was a list of bids, an
indication of the bid being submitted or pending and again in parenthesis,
how Richard could fit in. He tore of the pages, passed them to his subs and
told them to review it, see if anything was omitted and add any oversight
he may not have included. First Don, and then Richard, reviewed the listing
on both pages. Don shook his head no as he handed off the list to Richard,
then looked up appreciatively at Chris and smiled. Don knew he'd made a
real connection with Richard after last night and was ready to share and be
shared. Richard handed the list back to Chris, nodding affirmatively, asked
a few questions about the pending bids and the submitted ones, but
indicated he was all in, and ready to start. Chris had also calculated a
base salary for his new partner, indicated an initial profit sharing
percentage for work he brought to the "group" and what if any, bonus was
earned would be calculated and apportioned out. Again Richard's eyes met
Chris' and blinked approvingly. Chris then added, "if Tim joins in, we will
have to redo these calcs, but for now, let's count on your ass being ready
for work Monday morning at 5". "Thank you Chris and Don, you've both made
life so much better already and now I need to make some sort of rental and
work around here as my contribution, there's no free ride" Richard
announced. "Well to begin with, your name's now Dick; Richard's too
cumbersome in the middle of sex" Chris declared. All three smiled, then
smirked and Dick was left nodding approvingly. The day was theirs and while
Chris would just as easily desired to use the subs again, he knew there was
yard and house work to be done and again going back to the yellow pad, made
a list of interior and exterior tasks and showed the page to his boys for
review. Dick looked up, asked about equipment location and Chris led Dick
to the storage shed for the mower, edger, weed eater, rake and such as well
as location of yard bags for debris. They left Don to clean up breakfast
and begin his house chores, which began with laundry, then baths, etc. Dick
scratched his cock cage while in the garage discussing lawn specifics and
preferences with Chris, and noticing the itch being scratched, told Dick to
drop to the floor and give 25 pushups and to keep his ass tight. In a flash
Dick dropped, assumed the position and began counting off each
pushup. Chris squatted in front of him and as he did, his own dick swung
freely between his thighs. Dick's focus was on his pushups, his ass being
tight enough and the hanging dick before his face. "That itch done there
boy" Chris posed. "Yessir" replied the sub. Chris unlocked the storage
bldg. where the yard gear was stowed. Dick was already sweating and his
nips ached, the itch was back in his crotch with more intensity. He knew
the cock cage would chafe him and the sweat would burn the raw skin, but he
also knew it was worth it....He belonged.

Chris left Dick to his chores, gave Don some added items to do, then sat at
the office desk, paid some bills, replied to business emails, then personal
ones and slowly stoked to a shortvid piece of porn. His dick swelled and
throbbed precum as he was entertained by the porn action on the
display. The day was heating up, the high fence prevented neighbors from
watching Dick mow naked, observe his clamped nips, caged dick, or see the
sweat covered torso and muscles that flexed as he moved. Don had picked up
the dildo and butt plug off the floor from the play that previous
night. Chris picked up the plug, called Don, told him to turn around and
bend over, then teased the plug in the naked, horny sub's ass; and sent him
back to his chores. Chris left the office for the shower, soaped and rinsed
off, dried and dressed in jeans and flip flops, returned to the den area,
crossed to the patio doors and saw that Dick was now over 2/3 way done with
the back yard. He'd be done mowing, perimeter edged and trash picked up
before noon. The front yard could be another day and Chris lit the outside
grill and made ready the rib eyes and potatoes for lunch. Dick left the
line of sight, the mower engine stopped, the Weedeater noise began and Dick
appeared with the strap of the Weedeater crossing his back and chest as he
guided the device along the fence line first, then back up toward the patio
and rear of the house, before stowing it away and doing what little raking
and debris retrieval was required. It was 1p.m. when Dick came back to the
patio, yard done and ready for the next chore. Chris nodded approval,
handed Dick an icy cold brew and the sub sat back, legs wide, the balls
well colored from the cage and his torso reddened from the sun. His sparse
body hair was soaked in sweat. Chris crossed to the side of the patio,
turned on the hose bib and sprayed Dick from head to toe, then told him to
hit the shower and clean up. As Dick crossed the den, Chris called out to
Don who was bringing the last of the dried and folded clothes from the
laundry room to the bedroom, and told him to "grab a shower with Dick and
I'll get the potatoes on and then get to work on the steaks."  He heard
both subs get into showering each other, then they grew quiet, the shower
heads went silent and in a few minutes both stood in the den, naked,
freshly showered and dried. The potatoes were already nuked so the grill
would just keep them warm and lend some smoke to the flavor.  Chris dropped
the three rib eyes on the grill as Don and Dick began the table set up and
salad prep work. Everyone was ready for the meat, in more ways than one. As
the boys waited for Chris to bring in the steaks, Dick's cell rang, it was
Tim, he moved aside to handle the call, and relayed the fact that his
status had improved, what the new living and work arrangements were and
that he hoped to be able to get Tim over by the end of next month and that
he'd wire some cash in the next couple of days. Chris arrived with the
steaks, Dick ended the cell call and the three ate and both Chris and Don
thanked Dick for his generosity. Dick relayed that it had been Tim calling
to get an update and a status on some cash to help cover expenses back in
Alabama. Chris leaned back, "I don't make a habit of doing payroll advances
but can make an exception in this case if you need it" at which Dick
thanked him but indicated he'd be ok after Wednesday when his next paycheck
from the landscape job was due and then he'd surely get his small apt
deposit in the next week or so from Jenkins, the apt landlord. In fact,
later that day Jenkins called to let Dick know he could get his deposit
refund Monday if he wanted to come by and thanked him for the really good
apt. cleaning.

The house cleaned, leftovers stowed away, yard done, it was play time again
for the trio. Both subs were aching from being caged and Don's hole was
swollen around the butt plug. Chris had him begin by doing a series of
squats then after 25 had Dick lay on the floor face up as Don did another
set of 25 over his mouth. Dick was given orders to slowly lick Don's butt
plug base each time Don dropped down over him and Don was instructed to
slow his squat timing down to add extra strain on his muscles as well as
tease Dick's face. Both subs began moaning louder and Chris pulled his
jeans open and began stroking his thickening cock. The long strands of
precum seeped from his ample slit and he teased the subs, "know you boys
want some of this don't you", he mocked and continued, "bet both your
mouths need to lap this slick off my cockhead don't you?" Both subs nodded
yes and as Chris stood up, summoned both his subs to their knees and began
slowly feeding them his cock and balls. They eagerly lapped his hairy
crotch, balls, thick cock and veiny shaft, taking turns to suck all the way
down then passing the cock tube to the other sub. This continued for over
½ and hour as both subs grew more aggressive for Chris' cum. Finally
standing proudly over his subs, Chris gripped his dick, arched his back and
blew cum across both subs' faces. When he was done, they both lapped each
other's faces and sucked Chris' cum clean. He stepped back and watched his
pups play suck face for his nut and left for the bar watching them with
fascination at his cum junkies. He poured a shot of Jose Cuervo and downed
it, then sat on the sofa and urged his boys up beside him. They clamored
off the floor and snuggled next to Chris and watched a PBS Nature show
about gorillas and the role of the Silverback in the troop.  Chris
scratched each sub's head as they grew closer and closer. In the coming
weeks, they'd become even more a family.

Monday 5a.m. came early, but all were up and ready for the day. Dick knew
he needed to go by the apt for the deposit check that afternoon, and so he
drove his truck, following Chris and Don to the job site. After general
intros of Dick to the onsite crew, the day ramped up as did the heat. Dick
was a natural leader and had an affable demeanor with the co-workers, while
being submissive to Chris and other top men. The landscape crew quickly
bonded with the new guy and followed his lead and suggestions. This left
Chris and Don to run their own crews at the site. By lunch, Chris knew that
Dick's addition to this operation was the right decision. Chris and Don had
a lunch meeting in the job trailer, and left Dick to eat with his landscape
crew. Dick had only spare change after getting gas, groceries and cleaning
supplies over the weekend, and in fact, had just packed several pieces of
bread for his own lunch, unknown to Chris or Don. His reasoning was that
he'd get the deposit check from Jenkins and that would cover his needs
through the week end and during the week he'd get the progress payment from
his own job, which would cover him until the following week and give him
surplus to send Tim. He'd have to figure out funds to help pay for his room
and board at the house, but the next two weeks were the main focus right
now. As soon as the day ended, the trio met up, Dick reminded them he was
headed to get the deposit check and hit his bank and then would be
"home". That word had a nice sound.  The guys agreed, shook hands, Chris
and Don both thanked Dick for a great start, then asked about pizza for
supper, which got a resounding grin and nod of approval from him. His
stomach had been growling all afternoon. Dick made it to the apt bldg. and
met Jenkins outside. Invited in for the check, Jenkins asked about doing
some handyman work around the bldg. for a side job, which Dick was eager to
accept and both agreed he'd come back Saturday to spruce up the yard and
plant some shrubs. Dick thanked him again and Jenkins watched the lanky
stud get in his truck, give a wave and disappear around the corner. Dick
arrived at his bank drive-thru, made his deposit less some cash which would
net him $25 for gas and lunches. It would be tight until Thursday after
getting his job payment, but he could, he Would do it. He got home, the
guys were already showered and had placed the pizza order and were awaiting
delivery.  Dick jumped in and out of the shower and as the pizza guy
arrived, he came into the den, joined the others at the counter and inhaled
almost ½ of one of the two pizzas. "Uh you weren't hungry were you
bro" came Chris' query? The three laughed, but Dick knew that he WAS that
hungry but wouldn't be any more. He felt bad about not chipping in cash
toward the pizzas, but he just didn't have it yet. Grabbing he yellow pad,
he listed figures on the page did some calcs and scribbled more. Chris
noticed Dick's struggle, nodded to Don who took in Dick's effort and
offered out loud, "hey Dick you mind pizza leftovers"? Dick jerked up from
his pad shaking his head no and Don added, "why don't you polish off those
last 3 slices of pizza for lunch Tuesday, I'm done with pizza for a few
days and Chris is as well." Dick looked to Chris and got an OKAY nod, then
beamed thanks and shook their hands appreciatively. One more atta boy he
thought and knew he'd not just eat a few bread slices for lunch. The guys
slept soundly after a hard day's work. Tuesday came and the trio rode into
work together, saved some gas Dick realized and took another deep breath
and sigh of relief. On the way home, Don added that there was a family
sized lasagna in the freezer he could get in the oven if Dick could throw
together a salad and Chris chimed in that he'd do KP duty after supper that
night since the boys had had it the past several days. Unknown to Dick,
over lunch Chris and Don had discussed Dick's financial situation, and were
eager to help him out as much as possible without making him feel
awkward. The meal ready, they ate supper and talked about progress on the
jobs thanks to Dick. He reminded them that he had to drive Weds. as he was
going by the office to pick up the progress payment and then to the bank.
Unlike the apt refund check, this work was for a firm who used his same
bank and he could count on overnight funds posting, freeing up some cash
flow of his own and offered to buy supper Thursday night if they were up
for it. Don chimed in "well burgers and fries sounds great to me if you
want I can drop by the store on the way home..." and before he'd finished
his offer, Dick jumped in and said "he'd hit the store and get buns, meat,
frozen fries and veggie toppings for the burgers if they'd just get the
grill going?" Chris broke in and simply acknowledged, "thanks bud that'd be
great" and cut his eyes to Don who then remained silent. Chris knew it was
about ego and not suppressing Dick's integrity. Weds and Thurs happened as
planned, with Dick having plenty of leftovers for lunch both days and
getting to the job for his progress payment and on to the bank Weds, before
heading home.  They had breakfast food Weds night and it was spicy as all
get out but tasted great. The meal Thurs night was just perfect. Dick
shared the side job that Jenkins had posed to him for this coming Saturday
and that he'd likely be away the entire day, but if possible he'd like to
get the front yard at the house mowed, edged and cleaned up Sunday with
Chris' okay? He got it. Chris beamed that he'd not had to remind Dick and
winked approvingly at Don. Chris again offered a little payroll advance if
Dick needed it until next Friday/payday, but Dick declined again and made
it clear that he'd appreciated all the two had done for him this week and
going forward. After supper, the boys took turn on Chris' dick, got him off
and settled in for the night. All rested well. Friday came and went and
Saturday morning Dick was off early to the apt bldg. and his side job, but
knew he'd also need to wire Tim some cash and would do that later that day
from WM back to his hometown where Tim was needing cash.

The shrubbery work was intensive and the day was hot. Jenkins made some hot
dogs and chips for lunch for the two of them and when dick finished at 3:30
the front yard of the bldg. had been transformed. Jenkins paid Dick in cash
and asked about a storage bldg. painting project that needed to be done
perhaps next Saturday. Dick readily accepted and said he'd like to get
started at the same time and was Jenkins providing the paint? Learning the
materials would be on site and it was just another labor job, Dick counted
his time and cash pretty closely, and Jenkins accepted the offer and they
agreed to the work. He then hit WM en route home, called Chris and asked
about him bringing supper home and learned they were already talking about
pizza again. Dick agreed and gave his ETA, knowing this time he could chip
in cash for the meal and not feel like a mooch. Arriving home, he showered
and again as the delivery driver arrived met the guy at the door and paid
in full for the 2 pizzas. He then shared the day's work and the Jenkins'
painting side job for next Saturday. The trio ate and gabbed about the day
and Don suggested that Jenkins might have the hots for Dick and all 3
laughed again. After the full week and pizza supper, Dick was drowsy and
took a long nap that led to a midnight snack, before joining Don and Chris
in bed. The next day, Dick was out early mowing and trimming, passed on
breakfast, pending getting the yard work out front done. In two hours it
was wrapped up and Chris offered admiring compliments for Dick's hard
work. As he chowed down the breakfast leftovers, he shared that he'd
stopped off at WM and wired Tim some cash to help him out and would send
him a few more bills after payday, but would like to begin paying $50/week
toward his room and board. Don looked at Chris and wanted to speak but
deferred to Chris, who then began; "you know bud we run the utilities and
have to eat, keep a roof over head and do laundry whether for two or three,
so why don't you just hold onto your $50/week for right now and we'll talk
about a contribution beyond your doing yard work for right now." Chris
stared into Dick's eyes and saw the tears well up. Dick stood, hugged Chris
and then Don, then shook both their hands, thanking them repeatedly and
nodding acceptance. The rest of Sunday was low key. Don had cooked 2
roasted chickens, potatoes and vegs for lunch and a supper meal next week.
While Dick worked Saturday, Don and Chris had hit the store, brought home
groceries etc and had planned surplus meals for the three for the week
ahead. The guys rested Sunday afternoon, watched "A Room with a View" and
settled down for a good night's rest ahead of a busy week that was facing
them.