Date: Mon, 10 Jul 2006 15:16:33 -0500
From: mt nuda <mtnuda@hotmail.com>
Subject: The Exam chapter 24

	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.