Date: Thu, 8 Oct 1998 22:53:07 EDT
From: Pj4048@aol.com
Subject: Furnace Boy

It was a gorgeous Fall Saturday morning, not a cloud in the sky, and the
temperature crisp but invigorating.  My wife took the kids out to the
soccer field, they both had morning games.  I was a little annoyed that I
had to stay home and wait for the furnace man.  We had decided to have a
gas insert installed in our fireplace, and this guy was coming to take
measurements, and give us our options.  I was hoping that he'd come soon
and leave quickly so that I could get out to the games.

The phone rang, it was the furnace guy double checking my address, and then
pulled up while I was still on the phone.  He was on his cell phone.
Great, I thought.  He's here early, maybe I can catch most of the soccer
games.

I watched as he got out of his truck, and was struck by the looks of this
guy.  He seemed to be in his mid twenties, about 6' tall, sandy blond hair
that was a bit shaggy, bright blue eyes (maybe a reflection of the sky),
and a tad on the lean side.  He was wearing faded jeans and a flannel shirt
and ordinary tan work boots.  I noted that his butt made a very favorable
impression.

Before I let him in, let me briefly tell you about myself.  I'm 46, 5'10",
180lbs., and married for 20 years.  I must admit that I have secretly
admired guys since my early teens, and have occasionally acted on my
desires, usually in a "wham, bam, thanks buddy" sort of way.  Living in a
very small town, I have always had to be very careful and discreet, so most
of my "encounters" have taken place out of town.  Enough about me, let's
open the door.

I opened the door to let him in, introduced myself and learned that his
name is Adam, the son of the company owner.  I immediately spotted a
wedding band on his finger, and even though I have one too, I always read
it as a sign of "no chance".  As I led him to the fireplace, he commented
on my attire.

"A little nippy out there today for shorts".

"It might be now", I responded, "but I think its gonna warm up shortly.
Besides, I've worked on letting my leg hair grow back all summer, and I'm
not gonna let long pants wear it off now".

I surprised myself with that remark, but even more surprised when Adam
said "Yeah, it would be a shame to rub off all that fur".  He went on to
say, "Of course, because of the work I do, I have to wear jeans all summer
long.  It gets pretty hot sometimes, but they don't seem to have an effect
on my leg hair.  My wife thinks I'm wearing hair stockings!"

I was enjoying the nature of our conversation, but was pretty sure that it
was just that, idle conversation, for lack of anything else to talk about.
Adam finally decided it was time to check out the fireplace.  As he kneeled
to check it out, I sat in a chair behind him and checked him out.  As he
bent over to lean into the fireplace, his beautiful ass was aimed directly
at me.  I was trying to imagine what it looked like beneath the jeans.  I
pictured it covered with fine furry blondish hair that thickened as it
neared his ass crease.  I also pictured his balls hanging between his
spread legs, and covered with hair that got really thick behind his balls
nearer his asshole.  Boy, the vision was so clear that I could smell his
manly musk.  A slight hint of sweat that had built up since his morning
shower.  The vision was so powerful that I could feel my cock swelling in
my shorts. (I had forsaken any underwear when I wear shorts, for easier
access) I was still gawking like crazy, and gently squeezing my dick, when
I realized he had turned his head towards me to say something.  I was
pretty sure he saw my hand diddling my bulge.

Adam looked away from my crotch, and into my face and said, "I don't think
I'll have enough clearance here for the unit I know you preferred.  If you
look up in here you'll see that the flue begins to narrow too much to
accommodate the exhaust outlet."

Knowing little of what he was talking about, I still decided to have a
look.  I got down on my knees next to him, and we both peered into the
fireplace opening.  As he was pointing out the narrow flue, I was busy
feeling our legs pressed together, and our hips bumping each others.
Suddenly, I kind of lost my balance and fell into Adam, pushing him into
the opening, so that he had to catch himself using his hands and arms
against the back of the fireplace.  He backed out, got up, and had quite a
bit of soot on him.  I apologized and got up to get him some wet towels to
wipe off with.  As I returned with the towels, I thought I saw his eyes
glancing at my crotch, but wasn't sure.

As he began to wipe the soot off his hands and arms, he said that he had
better remove his flannel shirt which was also pretty sooty.  This was
getting really interesting, but I was convinced that it was only my
imagination, and I was reading more into the situation than was really
there.  Never the less, my cock was busy with it's imagination as well, and
began to let the blood flow to it.  To my dismay, Adam had a v-neck t-shirt
on under his flannel, but to my delight, it was enough to expose a healthy
crop of golden blond hair on his fairly hard chest.  I also checked his
basket in his jeans, which was nicely ample, but showed no signs of a hard
on.  I, meanwhile, was trying to position myself so that my now full 7plus
inch boner wasn't totally obvious.  A hard thing to do without any
underwear.

Somewhat cleaned up now, Adam got back to the business at hand, and tried
to find insert units that would definitely fit into our fireplace.  He had
laid out his books on the floor, so I knelt down next to him again, to look
over the choices.  Again, there were plenty of body bumps, some I swear
instigated by Adam.

As Adam further checked specifications, I felt a little brave and I thought
that I would see what he would do if I got back up into the chair nearby,
so that his head would be about eye level with my crotch.  A pretty brazen
move for me, but I had to find out if this would all lead to anything.  I
spread my legs slightly, so that I was sure that he had a line of sight
into my loosely fitting shorts leg.  My hard on also helped to lift the
material giving more of a view.

As Adam explained the fireplace options to me, I was ecstatic to see his
eyes periodically glance into my shorts.  Of course, to my mind I wasn't
sure yet whether he was admiring the view, or thinking to himself "jeez,
this asshole is sitting there looking at me with a hard on."  My mind was
relieved when Adam stood up from the floor, and as I looked at his crotch,
I definitely saw some bulging that wasn't there before.  There was
something snaking itself towards his left thigh, actually following a part
of his jeans that were more faded than the rest.

He stood next to me, and put a brochure in my face of the model that he
thought would work best for us.  As I looked at the brochure, I really
couldn't concentrate on fireplaces, I felt his leg rest against mine, and
stayed there.  I made a snap decision on the fireplace model, saying "This
looks great Adam, if you think it's the best choice."

I then handed the brochure back to him, and realized that his Jeans were
now filled with at least 8 inches of rock hard cock meat, perfectly
horizontal, stretching from his zipper to the outside of his hip.

Dropping my usual 'never make the first move' stance, I gathered all of my
strength and said to Adam, "What do you use THAT tool for?" looking
directly at his monster bulge.

"That's for certain customers that have particular needs." he said.

"Do you think you'll have to use it here? Today?" I asked.

"Probably will", Adam said.  "Why don't you get it out for me."

If I was dreaming, I wasn't going to wake now.  I dropped to my knees in
front of him and went for his zipper.  He was so hard the zipper was hard
to get started, so I undid his belt, and unsnapped his jeans.  This enabled
me to get his zipper going, and I had it down in a flash.  He was wearing
white briefs, and as I spread the waist of his jeans apart, I saw that he
was nearly busting out of those briefs.  I pressed my mouth to his shaft,
and had to open as wide as I could to encircle just half of it's thickness.
The smells were so erotic, that I almost felt dizzy.  Just the perfect
blend of man sweat, cock and balls aroma, with just a hint of soap.

I had to see it all now, so I grabbed the elastic of the briefs, pulled out
and down while reaching in and pulling a bit on his balls, which were
pretty hefty.  I hooked the elastic under his balls which put the whole
magnificent package on full display.  His steel hard weapon was so engorged
I thought it might pop.  It was all of 8 inches long, perfectly thick, and
straining out at a 45 degree angle.  It's cut head, and beautifully formed
ridge looked like a meal in itself.  His pubic bush was a thick gorgeous
blond, and I pushed his tee up past his chest to see the tasty trail of
hair, thick around the belly button, fanning out across his taut belly,
running in a tight weave from the belly button up to his sternum and then
fanning out again covering his pectorals all the way to his "Adams" apple.
His aureoles were just barely visible in a forest of hair, but I could see
that they were about the size of a nickel, dark brown with painfully hard
nipples.  I stayed on my knees, soaking in this sight, feeling his cock
against my neck and cheek.

I buried my face in his guy snatch, and let my hands glide up his stomach
and to his chest, then into his armpits, which were so warm, so fuzzy, and
slightly damp.  I slid my hands back to his nipples, and gently kneaded
them between my thumbs and forefingers.  These were obviously pleasure
buttons for Adam, because I could feel his pecker pulsate and jump against
my face with each squeeze of a nipple.

I backed my face off a bit, over 8 inches anyway, to take another peak at
Adams ramrod.  His slit was now glistening with his pre cum.  I touched a
drop with my finger, and an angel hair strand stretched between Adam and me
at least 2 feet before breaking.  I aimed my tongue for his piss slit to
get the rest of the nectar, and slowly licked the dew from all of his head.
All the while Adams cock jerked involuntarily, and put forth more pre cum.

"David" ,he said, the first time uttering my name, "I,m afraid I'm gonna
bust a nut before long.  Do you suppose that I could try out your tool
now?, I saw that you had one in your pants too."

"Hell yes, Adam.  Who better than you can show me what it's used for!"

Adam dropped to his knees.  He put his hands on the backs of my legs and
slowly slid them up, passed the back of my knees, up the back of my thighs
and into the legs of my shorts.  He felt the globes of my fuzzy ass and his
fingers proceeded to inch into and along my crack.  He was exceptionally
gentle and tender, I somehow expected him to be a little rougher with
little or no finesse.  I was pleasantly surprised.  I was also surprised
when he grabbed my zipper in his teeth, and slowly lowered it all the way
down.  While still fondling my ass, he searched inside my fly with his
tongue and mouth, and was able to get my fully stiff and dripping 7 and a
half incher, sticking out of my fly.  Adam immediately thrust his mouth
down the entire length of my stiffer.

"Boy Adam, I have a feeling that you've done this before."

"MMmmmmmphmmm" was all he managed to say, as he began working his mouth and
lips up and down the length of my poker.

Now I was afraid of shooting my load, but I wanted to have more of Adams
hot cock before I blew.  I slowly eased myself out of his mouth, and sat
down on the floor next to him.  I had Adam sit, lean back, and lift his ass
so that I could pull his jeans and briefs down to his ankles.  Then I undid
his boot laces, and removed his boots, then his socks, and was able to get
his pants and briefs off.  I never considered myself a foot guy, but when I
saw the great covering of hair on his legs, and on the tops of his arches,
I guess I lost any fear of feet.  I wanted every bit of this guy. From head
to toe, or toe to head, I should say.  I leaned over and took his foot into
my mouth, sucking each toe one after another.  I kinda liked it, so I did
the other foot.  Adam was giggling a bit, I guess it tickled a little.  I
then took one foot into my hands and slowly but firmly kneaded his arch
with my thumbs.  I could see that this was relaxing Adam, as he laid still,
his body almost limp, except his pulsing dick of course.  I continued
rubbing and squeezing my hands up the length of his legs, loving the feel
of the dense hair.  When I got to his midsection, I reversed direction til
I reached his knees.  I reached behind his knees, and quickly lifted them
up and to his chest, revealing his most perfect ass.  I plunged my face
right in, delighting in the hair, the feel of it on my cheeks, and the most
beautiful and erotic man smells emanating from this guy.

Remembering that I was earlier staring at his clothes covered butt and
trying to imagine what it looked like, I backed off a minute for a look at
the real thing.  My earlier vision did not do this ass justice.  It had to
be the most beautiful man ass I have ever laid eyes on, and now here I am
ready to eat it.  I stuck my face back in, and licked from the start of his
crevice to his balls and back again.  I then started back again but stopped
at his very private hole.  I licked slowly, gently, all around the ring.  I
think it was quivering.  I put a little pressure on the hole with my
tongue, and eventually got the tip in a bit.  From Adams moans and sighs, I
think I found another pleasure button.

I heard Adam, just barely audible, say "Take your pants off David, and
swing around so that I can have you too."  I was flattered and excited that
this gorgeous hunk, twenty years my junior, was interested in having me.
Not that I'm used up, or totally out of shape, or hideous or anything like
that.  I guess that I actually look pretty good for mid-forties.  It's just
that most of my encounters are with someone closer to me in age.  So I did
what Adam wanted.  I removed my shorts, as well as my sneakers and socks,
even my shirt.  Then I crawled up and removed his t-shirt, and finally we
were both totally naked.  Except for the copious drools of pre-cum we were
both wearing.

I asked Adam if we could try something before I laid over him 69 style.
Just a favorite little position I fantasize about now and then.  He said
"Sure David, whatever you like, I've loved everything else so far."

I had Adam sit on the floor facing me, knees drawn up and spread.  I love
the look of his essentials in this position.  I then took the same
position, and inched toward him until our asses and balls were touching.  I
grabbed both of our aching stiffers in my right hand and held them
together, underside to underside, and slowly squished them together and
stroked them.  They were slipping and squishing like crazy because of the
mass quantities of pre cum leakage.  Adam got caught up in this and took
our balls into his hand and fondled them like they were precious, delicate
eggs.

The feelings were so intense, I think we were both ready to shoot at any
minute.  But I knew I still had time before the soccer games would be over,
so I said to Adam, "You're my guest here buddy, how would you like to cum?"

"Seriously?, Please don't think this is crazy, but what I would love would
be to have you straddle my chest and jack off on me.  I want you to shoot
your load on my face, chest, hair, anywhere it lands, and then I would love
to do the same to you.  Would that be OK?"

"Adam, I couldn't think of a better ending myself, you just lay down and
relax."

I got up and straddled Adams belly, my thigh hair mingling with the hair on
his stomach.  I started stroking my loaded cock pistol, and Adam reached
forward with his strong but gentle hands and began to fondle my balls.  The
feeling was sensational, as was the look on his face.  I've never seen a
bigger, happier smile.  He moved his hands to feel the area between my
balls and asshole, as I continued jacking my dick.  He then asked if I
could scooch up a little, so I did.  When I did, he was able to reach
behind, and started to play in my ass crack.  I was not going to last long
with this.

Suddenly, he pulled one hand away and scooped up some pre-cum on his
finger.  He then took that slimy finger and poked it into my pucker, and I
felt it go all the way in.  He sure touched some kind of button inside of
me, because I went absolutely spasmodic.  I never had a cum gusher like
that, that I can remember.  My cock felt harder than I ever imagined, and
just spewed shot after shot of hot thick white cum all over Adam.  I think
I saw him open his mouth to catch some of the lava.  His finger was still
fucking in and out of my ass, as my cum slowed to a dribble, and eventually
just oozed out and stuck to the head of my cock.

Adam then removed his finger from my well tended hole, leaned up and took
my softening sticky dick into his mouth, and sucked it clean.  Now that
tickled. My cock is always very sensitive right after a cum, but I loved
having Adams warm beautiful mouth on it for just another minute.  I felt
absolutely spent, until I realized that now it was Adams turn.  That
thought pepped me right up.  I get to see this gorgeous hunk blow his hot
wad all over me.

Adam and I switched positions, me on the floor, Adam spreading his legs
over my stomach.  What a sight.  Hairy thighs, the most perfect rock hard
cock, with a great set of fuzzy balls hanging below, an exquisite chest
covered in golden hair that trailed to his thick bush, and it was about to
shoot all over me!  He grabbed his own long hard tool and began to stroke
it fully and slowly.  The pre-cum at this point was dripping onto my belly.
I reached up to squeeze his nipples for a bit, but let off when I thought
he was going to cum.  I wanted to watch this for a while longer, and I also
wanted to get my finger in his ass.  No, I wanted his ass in my face again,
so I asked.

"Adam, would you like to turn facing the other way, and lower your ass onto
my face, and I'll pleasure your hole with my tongue?" (Pleasure my tongue
with your hole!!)

"Yeah", he managed to say, as he turned around, the orgasm just barley
contained.

Adam spread his thighs over my head, and slowly lowered himself so that his
asshole rested right on my lips.  I started to suck on his ass, and to lick
his bud, as Adam began to stroke himself again.  His full hairy balls were
banging into my chin. And the man musk, his wonderful man musk.  I couldn't
believe it but I was already rebounding and getting hard again.  Since I
had a free hand, I reached down and started to flog my own meat.  I pointed
my tongue, and started to pressure Adams steaming hole, and it was in, in a
flash.  I stuck it so far in that it was paining my tongue, but I wanted
Adam to feel it.  I guess he felt it, because he went rigid for a few
seconds, then started to pound his bone furiously.  His asshole clenched my
tongue, and I felt Adam spasm, lurch, and spasm, and lurch.  And then I
felt it.  Hot steaming globs of his spunk landing all over me.  I felt it
on my thighs, on my own self jacking hand, on my stomach, a large pool on
my chest.  The thoughts and feeling were too much, and I began blowing my
second wad.  Since he was facing my cock, Adam leaned over and took my
shooting cock into his mouth, and his cock slipped into my mouth.  He
sucked every remaining bit of cum out of me, and kept sucking, licking and
twirling his tongue around my screaming cock head.  I did the same for him,
and he actually started to harden again while in my mouth.

We both kind of collapsed for a couple moments, when Adam said, "Holy shit,
I better get my ass to my next appointment, before my Dad shitcans my ass"

"Adam, whatever insert you think is right for us, is the one we want.  As
long as you're the guy that installs it, and checks it periodically.
Seriously dude, you are the best darn furnace guy I've ever had!"

"Thanks David, I'll make arrangements and set up a time that's convenient
for you, and cum back and install it.  I usually like to stay around for a
couple hours to make sure everything is working right, so we'll set a time
that we are both free for a few hours, if that's OK with you."

"Just let me know fireplace boy, and I'll be ready.  And make sure you
bring that 'special' tool of yours, I love helping you with it."

Adam was cleaned up and dressed in a flash and off to his next stop.  I
hoped it was an older lady, because I think I used up his tool for the day.


				Furnace Boy
				  Part 2

This is part 2 and final, of "Furnace Boy" or "Furnace", my first try at
writing. Standard disclaimers apply. (Are there standard disclaimers?)


I had spent the week reliving the experience that I had with Adam, the
Furnace Boy, and reassuring myself that it wasn't a dream.  He was really
here, we were really naked, and we really blew our loads all over each
other.  Now I was hoping that Adam would really call and set up a time for
the installation of our new fireplace insert.

I had gone over the times that my family would be away from home, and hoped
that we could arrange a time that I knew we would safely be alone.

My extension rang at work, and I answered to hear Adam on the line.

"David?, this is Adam from Open Hearth.  I've got your insert here and
wanted to set up a time to install it."

Adam sounded a little hushed, as though he were saying something that
shouldn't be overheard.  I guess I would do the same, being paranoid myself
in a situation such as this.

"Great, Adam.  Any weekday this week or next would be good.  The kids are
in school and my wife will be working."

"How about tomorrow?" asked Adam, sounding somewhat anxious.  A good sign I
thought to myself.

"Perfect, anytime after 8 am" I told him.

After I hung up, I knew that the rest of my work day was shot.  I wouldn't
be able to concentrate on anything except tomorrow and Adam.  But I muddled
through, a combination of nervous stomach, exhilaration, cold sweats, hot
flashes, you name it, I felt it.  That night, I thought I'd never get to
sleep, but I did, and awoke to the alarm at 6 am.  I went through the
normal routine of seeing my wife off to work, getting the kids to school,
and was back at the house just before 8.

No sign yet of Adam as I went into the house to wait.  In just a matter of
minutes, I saw his truck pull into the driveway.  What I also saw, made me
cringe with disappointment.  There was another guy with him.  How could
this be happening.  Wait a second, I thought to myself, maybe this is Adams
idea of a surprise, and he brought a friend along to share in the fun.

As Adam came up onto the porch, I could see his face and eyes were
particularly intense, like he was signaling me not to say anything.  He
then told the new guy to start uncrating the fireplace on the back of the
truck.

Adam followed me inside the house, visibly shaken, and began to explain.
"Fuck, David.  I am so disappointed.  As I was getting this job together
this morning, my father, out of the blue, said he wanted Jim, our new
apprentice, to help me on this job.  I told my Dad that I was sure I could
handle it, that you would be here to help me unload the unit.  But Dad said
he wanted Jim to learn this installation, and he wanted him to learn right
away, because we have orders for several more units coming up.  I'm really
sorry, both for you and for myself.  I barely slept last night I was so
excited."

I could tell that Adam wasn't making this up.  He was just as upset as I.
So I told Adam not to worry about it, that we could arrange something for
another day, when he was working by himself.  This seemed to perk Adam up a
bit, as he said he hoped we could arrange something real soon.

Adam went back to the truck to help Jim, the apprentice, carry our new gas
insert into the house.

Now, Jim was certainly nothing to sneeze at.  A little shorter than Adam, a
little taller than I, about 5'11".  He was a little more solidly built than
Adam, and had dark brown hair, cut fairly short, and looked like he didn't
shave this morning, giving his face a darker, ruddier look.  His eyes were
a greenish gray.  His butt, like Adams, was beautifully encased in a pair
of jeans, and was mouth watering.  I started thinking to myself that a
surprise 3-way would have been fun.  This kind of thinking was going to
drive me crazy, so I tried to get my mind off what could have been, and
onto more mundane things like, how the new fireplace would look.

I just sat there, watching these two hunks going about their business.
Adam taking time to show Jim the various tricks of the trade.  I admit that
my pecker was swelling at the sight of their firm asses wagging about,
while they were on there knees most of the time.

Jim broke my concentration when he asked me, "Would it be OK to use your
bathroom, I think I had too much coffee this morning."

"Sure, it's at the end of the hallway upstairs." I answered.

As soon as I heard the bathroom door shut, Adam came to me, groped my
stiffened bulge, and thrust his tongue between my lips.  He then began
saying, "David, you don't know how much I wish we were alone.  I'm having a
really hard time concentrating on this installation.  Promise that you'll
call soon with some little problem that I'll have to come back and fix."

"I think that I'll have trouble lighting that thing tomorrow, Adam.  I
can't stand this either.  I know the minute you guys are gone, I'm gonna
have to flog this desperate prod of mine."  I went on to tell Adam that I
actually thought for a minute that he brought a friend along for a 3-some."

"Fat chance", said Adam.  "Jim just got married two weeks ago, and is
straighter than an arrow.  He sure is hunky though, isn't he."

As we talked, Adam had his arms around me with his hands kneading my butt,
and we pressed our swollen cocks together.  I had my arms around him too,
and shoved my hands into the back of his jeans, and felt that he had no
underwear on.  I was feeling his furry ass.  I ran my left hand fingertips
through his maze of crack hair, feeling for his hole, wanting just to get a
finger tip in for a few seconds.

I whispered to Adam that I was glad it was taking Jim awhile in the
bathroom, and all Adam said was a quick "MMmm" just as my middle finger
entered his tight hairy hole.

The situation was getting hotter by the minute, but I know that we both had
an ear towards the bathroom, and for the sounds of footsteps coming down
the stairs.  No sounds yet, so I pulled one hand out of Adam's pants,
pulled out the front tail of his shirt, and stuck my hand up too feel his
warm furry belly, and on up to his matted chest.  I found his left nipple,
already hard, and gave it a few squeezes and tugs, while still managing to
keep my fingertip in his throbbing manhole.  Adam's entire body was
beginning to quiver, and I then thrust my tongue into ear, and thought that
Adams knees were going to buckle.

Suddenly, his knees did buckle, and so did mine, when from around the
corner we heard a soft "Ah hem", followed by a much louder , "So this is
why you were insisting to your Dad that you didn't help on this job."

My house is an old one, with a front and a back staircase.  We never use
the back staircase, so I never think of it.  But I guess that Jim, the
apprentice, walked out of the bathroom, and right down the back staircase,
and Adam and I didn't hear a thing.  Now here's Jim, staring at us, Adam
and I somewhat disheveled, definitely caught in a compromising situation,
with raging hard-ons in our pants.

Adam and I were both dumbfounded and speechless.  Jim was not speechless.
He proceeded to ask in a rather abrupt manner, "So what are you guys doing
anyway?, Is this part of my training, Adam?  Am I supposed to let the
customer shove his hands down my pants?"

Poor Adam, he was shaking like a leaf, and so flushed that he looked
sunburned.  I was also shaking and stammering, wondering where this was
going to lead.  Is this guy going to spread this all over town?  Even just
telling a few friends would mushroom to who knows where.  Was he going to
make Adam's life miserable?  Neither Adam nor I could do anything more than
stand there like convicted criminals.

Adam and I were so dazed with fear that we didn't notice right away that
Jim was slowly pulling down the zipper of his jeans.  I was sure that we
must be dreaming.  I looked at Adam, and he looked back at me with the most
confused look I've ever seen on a person.  We both looked back at Jim, and
sure enough, his fly was down, and his hand was fishing into the opening.
When he pulled out a long, thick rock hard cock, Adam and I just about
collapsed.

We both stood there watching and wondering, while Jim began to slowly
stroke the length of his glistening man meat.  It was at least eight inches
long, rather dark in color, like it was tanned, a gentle curve to it, like
it was trying to look up at him.  Through the fly, you could also see quite
a few very dark, very course pubic hairs on the base of his shaft.  He was
stroking enough that his slit was oozing drops of pre-cum.

For Adam's sake, as he had more to lose, on the chance that this were a
ruse by Jim, I took the lead and moved to face Jim, dropped to my knees,
and took his entire swollen length into my mouth.  The sensation sent my
cock to full attention. (The few minutes before Jim whipped it out, my dick
was a mushy noodle, and I assume that Adams had retreated also, upon being
caught.)

Jim put his hands around my head, and proceeded to give my face a rather
intense fucking.
 I reached up and undid Jims jeans button, and pulled them down to his
knees.  He still had boxers (blackwatch plaid) on, with his fuckpole
through the fly.  I managed to break my mouth away in order to get the
boxers down to his knees.  I then went right back to sucking the life out
of the major tool before me.

Adam, meanwhile, not sure what to do, blurted out to Jim, "What are you
doing?  You just got married two weeks ago?"  Not the most appropriate
question, under the circumstances, but Adam was totally confused and
shocked by now.

"I'm doing the same thing that you're going to be doing to me in a minute.
So drop your jeans and get ready boss."

This just flipped both Adam and I out.  I even gagged and sputtered on
Jim's juicy prick.  "How can this be happening?", I thought.  I go for
years just wishing, hoping, watching, wanting, and nothing.  Now in a weeks
time, I've shared sweat, ass, spunk, and saliva with a beautiful guy, and
now his "apprentice" is in the mix.  And the sight before me, Jim, is
incredible.  With his pants at his knees, I can see his full balls, not as
hairy as Adam's, but soft and really nice. His inner thighs are caked with
thick black hair.  I can feel Jim's ass, certainly as furry as Adam's, and
his crack almost woven together with thick hair that I assume is as black
as his cock hair.  (I haven't been behind him yet).  I slide his shirt up a
bit to see his thick patch of stomach hair, just as he pulls his soaking
cock out of my mouth, and says, "Whoa, I better slow down, I don't want to
be the first to cum."

I decided that this was the time to jump in and use some of my management
skills.  I convinced Adam that he and I should join Jim, and at least drop
our drawers to our knees.  That put us all on even ground, and showed that
we were all as excited as teenagers at a circle jerk.  There were three red
hot pokers all aiming at each other.  I then asked Jim to stand close to
Adam and face him.  As he did, I moved in, put one hand on Jim's ass, and
the other on Adam's, and pushed until their rigid dicks were pressed to
each other.  I then held the two steaming cocks together, both pointing
straight up.  I approached with my face, and the two guys instinctively
leaned back, allowing my head between their two bellies.  I was able to
take both cocks into my mouth.  Another fantasy fulfilled!  As I lowered my
mouth onto these two beauties as much as I could, I let my hands wander to
each of their hairy asses.  I began to run my fingertips up and down both
hair filled valleys.  I could feel and taste pre-cum from the two
popsickles I was sucking on.

As I was servicing these two dreams cum true, I heard Adam say to Jim,
"Jim, I never would have guessed that you would be into this."

Jim answered, "The only reason I took this job was to be able to see, and
be near you Adam.  I never would have suspected you either, but thought
that just getting to know you, and maybe the occasional beer together would
be exciting for me.  When I walked in on you and David, and saw what I saw,
I felt like I just won the powerball lottery."


I'm still working on these two new best friends, as my overstuffed mouth
begins to tire, and as much as I was loving this, had to give my jaw a
break.  The instant I pull away, Jim drops to his knees, and has Adam's
cock swallowed to the root.  I plopped down into a comfy chair, relaxed,
lowered my pants to my ankles, and pulled on my own pud while watching the
show.

Adam and Jim then both on their feet, started to undo their boots, slipped
them off, and then pulled each others pants and shorts off.  They settled
to the floor, Jim on top of Adam, and began devouring each others mouths.
Their groins smashed together, and grinding.  Their hairy thighs and legs
writhing and intermingling.  I had to slow down my own jacking, and squeeze
the tip of my cock to keep from cumming.  I wanted to hold off and cum with
Jim and Adam.

My two performers then decided to spin around, so that they were both mouth
to cock.  Jim was still on top, and I moved down to the floor, and dove
face first into Jim's glorious ass.  I don't think he knew I was there
until I was able to get my tongue through his hair and onto his hole.  I
think he must have released Adam long enough to utter "WOW".  I was close
enough to hear the sound of Jim's wet cock slipping in and out of Adam's
busy mouth.  The smells were of course intoxicating.

I felt like I was neglecting Adam, so I got up and moved to his end.  His
ass was against the floor, so I went for his balls, full fuzzy balls.  I
took them into my mouth one at a time, and rolled them around my tongue.
His ass was beginning to buck a bit, forcing his rod deeper in to Jim's
mouth.  Without even touching myself, I was ready to explode.  I kindly
asked the two boys if they minded if I put them in the position I liked
best.  It was Adam that said, "Hell, David, you're the customer.  We're at
your service."

Adam must have figured out from our last encounter what I like, so he put
himself and Jim into position, both on the floor, knees bent and spread,
and asses pushed together.  Boy, it looked beautiful.  I approached them on
my knees, leaned my face in, and had both cocks in my mouth at the same
time.  I reached down to stroke myself, as they each took a nipple of mine,
and gently rolled between their fingers.  I felt like they were reading my
mind.

I could feel my cum beginning it's trip up my shaft, just as I felt a
stiffening and surging in my mouth.  From the moans, I could tell that Jim
shot first. I started right after, pounding the cum out of myself, gush
after gush, spurt after spurt.  My mouth was really full, and oozing hot
cum when I felt another swelling.  Adam was now spewing his load into me.
I was too full to swallow, so the enormous pool of mixed cum just oozed and
dribbled from my mouth, covering the four balls below with a river of cum.

The sound was fantastic, as these two gorgeous cocks squished together,
soaked with cum.  As I removed my mouth, they were both covered and shining
with spunk.  To my delight, they positioned themselves so that they could
each clean the other off.  They were both feasting on the remnants of their
mixed load.

I just sat and watched now, as these two new friends cuddled, snuggled,
kissed and hugged.  I thought to myself that these guys are lucky to find
what I had always hoped for.  An intimate relationship between two married
guys, that would always have each other as part time lovers.

As I watched them, Adam looked at me and noticing my wistful, smiling face
said, "I feel I have you to thank for this great turn of events, David.  I
just want you to know that anytime you need a top notch service team, you
know who to call."

"Thanks, Adam.  I'm sure you'll hear from me.  You and Jim are going to
make a great team.  I'm really happy for you guys."

The guys finished up with the fireplace, and it looked great.  I knew that
I would love having it, and every time I sat in front of it, could remember
every bit of the installation.  My wife will probably wonder why I always
have a hard on when the fireplace is on.

The End.


Thanks to everyone that e-mailed their thoughts on part 1 of Furnace Boy.
I love getting response, so e-mail me your thoughts if you like. I know
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