Date: Tue, 19 May 2009 09:50:53 -0700 (PDT)
From: Gunter Ragen <gruntraq@yahoo.com>
Subject: Flip This House 3

Comments welcome: gruntraq@yahoo.com

I awoke to the sensation of a slapping wetness on my lips. When the fog
cleared and my eyes opened, the taste and smell of Jimmy`s 9" dick was up
front and center. The fucker had come in my room and woke me up like a dog
in the morning looking to be fed. "Come on, time to wake up boss", he said
playfully as the oozing pre-cum of his slapping cock landed on my hairy
muzzle.

When the 6'-5" stud saw I wasn't gonna kick his ass, he crawled up on top
of me straddling my chest and shoved his hard stinking morning wood in my
face. His red haired balls dangled below my thick goatee as he presented
his meat to my mouth like the proud confident buck that he is. "I been
jacking off and could sure use a place to blow my load", he said with a
confident but joking tone.

Hungover as shit but horny as fuck, I began eagerly sucking his dirty fuck
stick. He scrunched over and started skull fucking me as I licked, slurped
and sucked his thrusting tool. He still tasted of butt-sex from last night,
but I didn't care. I wanted to satisfy him as much as I wanted to be
satisfied. Within a short minute or two, I had him squirting off in my
mouth. Swallowing his juice and licking him up good, I got wet and hard
down there myself.

Just as he was relaxing and ready to pound his hairy chest in victory, I
quickly wrestled his athletic frame under me and pinned him down on his
stomach. With nothing by the sticky ooze flowing from my 8" cock, I shoved
it between his muscular ass checks and gave him a hickey on the back of his
tattooed neck. Jimmy put up a half hearted struggle, but I had my cock
buried in him before he could react, raw and dirty. He let out a short
grunt, and murmured a muffled "Take it easy boss" into the pillow.

He was still a little greasy in there from last night, affording me some
level of lubrication. But I taunted him gruffly. "A dry fuck is what you
get for sticking your dick in my mouth in the morning". I gave him a sharp
bite on his pierced & plugged ear lobe and bitch fucked the red haired
butch for the next minute or two until I dumped my sticky white seed into
his man-cunt.  Man this guy had gotten me. It felt good, but new for this
lone wolf who had made my nut on the backs of hundreds of guys without love
or passion.

How I got him under my wing is a tale of the times. Flipping and building
houses was a lot better a couple of years ago. Things have come to a
complete halt with the burst of the real estate market. A lot of the guys I
used to hook up with regularly in the business have moved on to other
trades or left town.  For a while there it was a smorgasbord of
construction studs coming in and out of my work day. There were painters,
concrete guys, masons, landscapers and the occasional well dressed flame
queen realtor. Well, ok flame queen realtor's a dime a dozen and they love
contractor cock LOL.

Right now I have this house I am working on and living in at the same
time. I am lucky to have anything at all. I sold the last two of my other
spec houses just before the market crash and was able to bank a couple
years worth of living cash to get through this. Most of my peers in the
business went belly up and have been begging me if I have work for them -
anything. Like anyone I try to help a guy out whenever I can, sometimes in
more ways than one.

Jimmy used to be my number one tile guy back when things were busy. He used
to run a crew of a half-dozen guys and had a pretty good thing going for
such a young man. He was 24 or 25 when I first found him and he had been on
my jobs for a few years. He's a better businessman than I but still went
out of business in the crash, went broke and lost everything. His
girlfriend took off and left him and he had a lot of other various problems
going on too.

He came by to see me one day a few months ago just about in tears asking me
if I had any work. I could tell he was on the edge, needing someone to step
into his life and pick him up. He had always been a good guy, straight as
far as I knew, but I wanted to help him out regardless. He is good at what
he does, he is honest in the business which is rare, and I also had a bit
of a crush on this stud.

He was broke, needed work and was living in a motel room by the week out in
the worst part of town. One thing led to another and I offered him a room
at my house if he'd be my bitch. I didn't put it that way, the deal was he
did all the tile work I needed on my projects, he gets free rent. He was
still free to pursue other work outside the arrangement, but he got free
place to live. It was the hook.

Jimmy is 29, tall, well hung and stacked. He is an athletically build
desert redneck common to these parts. Part cowboy, part biker, and part
skinhead. He has a straight masculine way about him and sports lots of
tattoos on his muscular arms and torso. He looks a lot like Eminem only
more mature, masculine, red haired and butch. He has these green grey eyes
that are piercing and wears a long wiry goatee. When he strikes the right
pose with a cigarette hanging from his lips you just want to pounce on the
fucker.

After a month of working him in the head and a lot of drinking, we ended up
tangling in the sheets. With some guys you take it, others you make
it. Don't know if he was gay all along or had a moment of desperate
weakness combined with a drunken loss if inhibitions. But within the last
couple of months he has become confident in his new sexuality and doesn`t
seem to have any hang ups about it.  He's a horny muther fucker and never
tires man sex.

Nothing more a turn on than a butch stud that likes wrestling you onto the
carpet and shoving his dick in your face when he wants some even when
you're the boss.  While I usually prefer to top a guy, he has made me enjoy
getting sexed good by another man. Bottoming and servicing him was the only
way I could get in his pants at first with him being "straight", but we're
pretty "versatile" with each other now. I have to admit I have fallen for
him in a way I hadn't planned though.

Onto the next thing, It's been a fantasy or dream of mine for a while to
build or collect around me an all gay group of construction trades. Let's
face it, for us in construction work every day is just a big playground out
there. We are horny all the time and willing to put work off for 15 or 20
minutes here or there at any point of the day to drop a load. It would be a
lot less sexually frustrating if you knew you could grab any one of the
studs you see on your job site and go a round with him right?

I still have a couple empty rooms left in the house, and we have both been
on the lookout for another "partner" or two for our construction projects.
While we are slowly working on this place and remodeling it, we have also
been in the market for a repo house to get started on. It is all about
waiting for the right one at the right price, there are more than enough to
pick over. Same goes for tradesmen. Lots of good talent out there, we just
need the right men.

To be continued