Date: Mon, 21 Aug 2000 18:00:03 EDT
From: MNGuy33@aol.com
Subject: Towelboy, part 2

The following story is fiction.  Although I wish I could say that it really
happened.

Comments are always welcome at  MNGuy33@aol.com

Richard P.
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The Towelboy, part 2

The next day I was on my own.  The men seemed anxious to check out the new
towelboy.  They took long showers waiting their turn while I serviced one
man after another.

I would barely finish sucking off one man and the call would ring out for
the next shower.  A few men got tired of waiting and left without getting
attention.  I hoped they were not upset.  I had just gotten called to my
tenth shower during the first shift.  I entered the stall to find a man
about forty years old.  He was rather thin but had a nice cock.  It was
long and thick.  It must have been nine inches long.  I dropped to my knees
and started to work on his cock.  He rubbed my shoulders with his hands
while I worked on his thick cock.  I heard the sound of the curtain being
opened.  I pulled off to see another man step into the shower.  The thin
man didn't seem to mind the intrusion.  This new guy looked about the same
age, but was heavier.  His chest and arms covered with thick dark hair.

"So, how is he Tom?"

"He's good Phil.  You should try him."

"Oh, I plan to," He said as he pulled the curtain closed then walked over
so he was standing next to Tom.  His cock was inches away from Tom's hard
cock.  This guys cock was only half hard, but it was also a nice cock.  Not
as thick as Tom's but just as long.  I reached over and took it in my hand.
I started stroking his cock while I went back to sucking Tom's.  When I had
Phil's cock hard, I switched and started sucking on his cock.  I took the
full length of his cock down my throat.

"Wow, he is good." Phil exclaimed.

My left hand was stroking Tom's cock.  I took my mouth off Phil's cock.  I
aimed the two cocks toward each other and managed to take them both into my
mouth. I could only take a little more than the heads into my mouth.  I let
my tongue play around the two heads.  I then pulled off and returned to
sucking Tom's thick cock.  Phil moved around behind me.  He grabbed my hips
and pulled me upward until I was standing bent over.  My mouth never left
Tom's cock.

I felt Phil rub a bar of soap around on my ass.  He then lathered it up and
worked a finger into my hole.  He added some more soap and worked a second
finger inside.  After a few seconds he pulled out.  I felt the head of his
cock pressing against my hole.  Phil pushed hard and embedded half of his
cock inside me in one push.  It hurt a little, but I just kept working on
Tom's cock.  Phil didn't wait for me to get used to him, he started to push
deeper.  I concentrated on Tom's cock and managed to relax my ass a little,
it started to adjust to Phil's cock.

Phil started to fuck my ass hard.  I couldn't believe I was getting fucked
while I sucked off one of the guys.  I knew that if anyone walked by they
would know what was happening inside the shower stall.  I didn't care, it
felt great.  Phil's cock was hitting that spot that drove me crazy.  I
could feel my own cock throbbing beneath me.  I started sucking harder on
Tom's cock.  Soon I felt it swell signaling that he was getting close.

I could hear Phil starting to grunt as he fucked my ass.  He rammed in
again and it sent me over the top.  My cock exploded spraying my jism all
over the shower floor.  This caused my ass to squeeze down on Phil's cock.
This brought him off and he filled my ass with his load.  Tom was right
behind us.  He provided me with a large mouthful of jism.

Phil had barely finished shooting and he pulled out.  He promptly left the
shower and went back to his own.  I finished milking Tom's load out of his
cock then I left him to finish his shower.  My legs were wobbly after that
encounter.

I heard another call, but I went up front for a minute and sat down.  I
took a few seconds to catch my breath and quickly went to the shower that
had called me.  Most of the showers were empty now.  There were only a
couple of men left.  I got to the shower with a fresh towel.  I found a man
waiting for me. He was older than the last two guys.  He had light brown
hair and fair skin.  I looked down to see his half hard cock.  He had a
nice thick cock, and it was uncircumcised.  A couple of my friends were
uncircumcised, but I had never seen them hard or played with them.

He motioned me inside with his head.  I entered and closed the curtain
behind me.  I handed him the towel and took his cock in my hand.  I started
to stroke it, moving the skin back to reveal a bright red head.  His cock
quickly swelled to its full size.  I dropped to my knees and took it in my
mouth.  If I kept the foreskin pulled back it was like any other cock.  I
experimented with the skin.  I pulled it up over the head. I was surprised
how far I could pull it up.  It was like a hood.  I stretched it out and
ran my tongue around the inside and the head.  I played with it like a toy
and I loved it.  I kept this up for a few minutes when the man stopped me.

"OK, stop playing and get me off boy."

I pulled the skin tight and went to work.  I sucked hard on the head and
then swallowed his cock down my throat.  It didn't take long to get him
off.  Soon he was filling my mouth with sweet jism.  I finished milking his
balls dry just in time to get called by the last man left in the showers.

I quickly retrieved a towel and took it to shower twenty.  I was greeted by
Pete.

"So, how's it going?"

"Great. I think the men really like me.  I can barely keep up."

"That's because they all want to try out the new guy.  It will calm down in
a few days.  I think I owe you for yesterday," he said as he dropped to his
knees in front of me.  Pete sucked my cock into his mouth.  It didn't take
long and I was rock hard.  Pete knew how to suck a cock after two years as
towelboy.  He took my cock deep into his throat.  I ran my fingers through
his hair while he worked on my cock.  I knew it would take a little while
since I had shot twice already.  Pete didn't seem to mind.  He sucked my
cock like it was his lunch and he was starving.  Pete was stroking his own
cock while he sucked mine.

I felt my balls pull up tight and knew I was getting close.

"You're going to make me shoot."  I warned.

"Ummm" he moaned sucking harder.  The vibration from his moaning sent me
over the edge and I started shooting.  Pete hungrily drank my jism.  When I
was done shooting I pulled out.  Pete was breathing heavy and really
stroking his cock.

"Don't waste it," I said, pulling him to his feet.  I quickly dropped to my
knees and sucked his cock into my mouth. I had barely got it into my mouth
when he shot.  This time Pete gave me two mouthfuls of jism.  I was happy
to drink it down.

"You really like this stuff, don't you?"  He said to me as I stood up.

"Yes, but I didn't know it until last week."

Pete left and I got busy cleaning up the showers.  When they were clean and
ready for the next shift I ate my lunch and then rested for a few minutes.
My jaw ached and needed a rest.  I dozed off while I was resting.

"Hey, what's this?"  It was Mr. Beckwith.  "Second day and your sleeping on
the job?"

"Sorry sir. I just dozed off for a minute. I already have everything ready
for the next shift."  I was afraid he was going to fire me on the spot.

"Are the guys wearing you out?  I hear they have kept you hopping."

"They are keeping me busy, but I can handle it."

"From what I hear, you are handling it very well.  I am hearing good things
about you."

"Thank you sir."

"So, why don't you show me if what I hear is true."

Sir?"

He didn't answer.  He walked back toward the storeroom.  I followed close
behind.  After we were inside the storeroom, he turned and closed the door.
I was beginning to understand what he wanted.

I had put my pants on while I was having my lunch.  I quickly removed them
and tossed them aside.  Mr. Beckwith just smiled at me.  He started to open
his trousers.  He didn't take them off, he just pulled his cock and balls
out of the fly.  I couldn't believe the size of it.  It was huge.  It
rested on two very large balls.  I walked over and took it in my hand.  I
gave it a squeeze.  I dropped to my knees and took the head into my mouth.
Even though it was limp it almost filled my mouth.  I started to suck on
the head, letting my tongue play in his piss slit.  His cock responded and
started to grow.  My hand stroked it while I continued to suck on the head.

"Hmm, that's nice."

I started to suck more of his cock into my mouth. It was still growing.  I
could only manage about half of his cock now.  I took his balls in my hand
as my mouth started to slide up and down his cock.  His cock was finally
completely hard.  I pulled off it and stroked it.  I had to see this cock.
It had to be eleven inches or more.  I ran my tongue along the underside of
his cock.  I sucked one of his large balls into my mouth.  My hand slid up
and down his spit coated cock.  I sucked on one ball and then moved to the
other.  I then returned to his mammoth cock.  I didn't know I could take
this cock down my throat but I would have fun trying.

I started to work my way down his cock.  I managed to get half of it down
my throat.  I tried to push farther but could not.  I backed off and worked
on what I could handle.  I started taking a little more.  I would stay down
as long as possible, letting my throat open up around his cock.  I would
then move back and catch my breath.  I would then try again, moving down as
far as I could.  Soon, I was able to take a little more of his cock.  I
relaxed my throat muscles and felt his cock slide in further.  Now I
started to move up and down his cock with long slow movements.  Each time
my throat opened up a little and more of his cock slid in.  I closed my
eyes and concentrated on relaxing my throat.  A few seconds later, I felt
his pubic hair pressed against my nose.  I opened my eyes to see that I had
his entire cock down my throat.

"My god, no one has done that before.  Not even Pete could take the whole
thing.  You are amazing!"

I felt a surge of pride as I started to move up and down the entire length
of Mr. Beckwith's cock.

"Oh you are going to make me shoot.  Keep that up."

I increase my suction.  I was really working his cock now. I grabbed his
balls and gave them a squeeze.  That's all he needed.  He grabbed my head
and pushed his cock deep down my throat.

"My god. Ahhhhh!!"

His cock was all the way down my throat when he came.  I never got to taste
his jism.  He shot right down my throat and into my stomach.  By the time
he was finished shooting, I had to pull back.  I was suffocating from his
cock.  I pulled back until just the head was in my mouth, breathing
frantically through my nose. I sucked hard on his head trying to milk out
the last few drops.  I managed to get a few drops of his jism so I could
taste it.  His jism had a nutty flavor.  I finally let his cock fall from
my mouth.  It was already going soft.  I fell back onto the floor panting.

"My, you are good.  I can see why the men are so happy.  I think you are
going to work out just fine.  In fact I think I will be seeing a lot of
you."

"Thank you sir.  I would be happy to take care of you any time you need."

"That's good to hear Tommy.  Now, you better get ready.  Shift change will
be happening soon."  He stuffed his limp cock back into his trousers and
headed out the door, zipping up as he walked away.

I laid there until I heard the whistle signaling shift change.  I had
finally caught my breath.  I still couldn't believe I got Mr. Beckwith's
huge cock down my throat.

The second shift was busier than the first.  I jerked off two men and
sucked off another two in the first fifteen minutes.

"Soap in one!"  The call rang out.  I got to shower one to find a man in
his twenties.  He was a big man.  He was a few inches over six feet, but
must have weighed well over two hundred pounds. Don't get me wrong, he
wasn't fat.  He was just a large man.  He looked like he could break me in
two with his bare hands.  He was an intimidating figure.  I walked in and
gulped.  He just smiled at me.  I looked down to see a nice cock hanging
between his legs.

"I hear you have a nice ass."  He said softly.

I didn't answer, I just turned around.

"Yeah, that's pretty.  Think you can take me?"

"Yes sir."

"You better git me hard then."

I turned back around and noticed his cock was already rising.  I dropped to
my knees and took it in my mouth.  I sucked on it until it was nice and
hard.  It was an inch or two longer than Bill's.

"OK, stand up."

I stood up and turned around.  He put the head of his cock against my hole.

"Wait, you have to use some soap."

"Oh, OK."

I wondered if he had done this before.  I took the soap from him and
lathered up his cock.

"That feels nice."

I smiled at him.  I took the soap and rubbed it against my crack.  I
lathered it up and worked a finger inside.  I was already loose from being
fucked earlier.  I added some more soap and then turned around.

He pressed his soapy cock against my hole and pushed in.  It took a little
effort but he got inside.  He kept pushing once he was inside until he was
all the way inside.

"Wow, you did take it all."

"Hold it there for a minute.  I need to get used to it."

He waited for a couple of minutes.  "Is it OK?"

"Yes, you can start now."

With that he started to slowly fuck my ass.  He didn't go very fast.  He
moved slowly.  It was driving crazy.  I was used to men fucking me hard.
This slow motion was like torture.  My cock was throbbing, aching.

He kept up this slow pace for several minutes, then he suddenly pulled out.

"What's wrong?" I said, turning around to look at him.

"Nothing.  I was going to shoot."

"Its OK to shoot inside me, but since you pulled out..."  I turned him into
the spray and rinsed him off.  I dropped to my knees and took his cock in
my mouth.  I only sucked on it for a few seconds when he started to shoot.
I couldn't believe how much he shot.  I couldn't keep up with the flood.
Some of his jism leaked out of the corner's of my mouth.  I swallowed as
quickly as possible to keep up with it.  When he was finished shooting, I
licked his cock clean.  I wiped his jism from my chin and then licked it
off my hand.

"That was real nice.  Can we do it again sometime?"

"Sure. Anytime you want."  I smiled at him as I left.  I had a feeling he
had just had his first fuck and suck.

The second shift was almost over when I heard a call for a towel in shower
ten.  I grabbed a towel and headed off.  I got to shower ten to find my
father standing there.  I handed him the towel.  He signaled me inside.

I went inside and pulled the curtain behind me.

"So, how's it going son?"

"It's going good, Pop.  Everyone seems to like me and Mr. Beckwith thinks I
am doing a great job."

"That's good."

He seemed to be contemplating something.  "Well Pop, I need to get back to
work.  Is there anything else?"

He just looked at me.  I let my eyes wander over his body. My father was in
good shape.  He had a pretty muscular build.  My eyes reached his cock.  It
seemed to be larger than normal.  Was he getting aroused?

"Pop?"  I looked into his eyes.  He just looked at me and didn't say
anything.  I let my eyes drop again.  His cock was getting longer.  I
watched as it started to grow and arch upward.  I looked up at my father
again.  I just smiled at him and dropped to my knees.  I took his cock in
my hand.  I stroked it until it was completely hard.  I then took it into
my mouth.  My father placed his hands on my head.  He ran his fingers
through my hair while I made love to his cock.  I sucked it deep into my
throat.  My father moaned.  I grabbed his low hanging balls in one hand and
gave them a gentle squeeze.

"Oh man, that feels good."

I took my time. I wanted this to last.  I worked his cock from the head to
the base.  I stopped to lick the head and piss slit.  I took one of his
balls into my mouth.  I rolled it around in my mouth before letting it fall
out.  I then took the other ball into my mouth and did the same.  I
returned to his cock and started to suck harder, taking it all the way down
my throat with each lunge.  I grabbed my father's hips and started to pull
them forward.  He seemed to know what I wanted and started to slowly fuck
my mouth.

I stopped moving on his cock and let him do the work.  He controlled the
pace now.  He fucked my face with slow deliberate movements.  I grabbed his
balls and rolled them around in my hand.  My father started to moan loudly.
I knew he must be getting close. He cock swelled even more.  It was so
hard, I had trouble getting it down my throat.

"Mmmmmm, yeah!"

I pulled back on his cock and sucked hard on the head.  Pop's cock erupted
filling my mouth with jism.  His was the second load today that I had
trouble swallowing.  There was just too much jism.  I swallowed quickly,
only to have my mouth filled up again.  He filled my mouth three times and
I was still milking jism out of his cock.  His jism tasted even better than
Bill's.  When I had milked out that last drops, my father almost collapsed.
I pulled off his cock and stood up.

He was more out of breath than I was.

"I'm sorry son, its just that your mother and I..."

"Its OK, Pop." I said as I kissed him on the cheek. "I love you."

"They are right.  You are very good.  Its not what you want to hear about
your son, but at this moment I'm very glad."  He smiled and messed up my
hair.  I knew I was blushing as I walked out of his shower.

The rest of the week finally calmed down.  I think almost every man had
checked out the new towelboy by the end of the week.  Some, several times.
It seemed like the men were getting more open about sex.  Some left the
curtain open while I serviced them.  One seemed to like the idea of the
other men seeing him fuck me.  I didn't mind being watched, in fact it made
me hotter.

I was already getting to know the regulars.  I was also starting to pick my
favorites.  Bill was at the top of the list.  The large simpleton was also
a favorite.  He wasn't really a simpleton, just a little slow.  But he had
a great cock and loved to get sucked now.  I also couldn't wait to get
another chance at Mr. Beckwith's huge cock.

I didn't have to wait long.  While I was cleaning up after my last shift on
Friday, Mr. Beckwith came by and asked me to come to his office when I was
finished.  He had a very serious tone and I thought something was wrong.

When I was finished I got dressed and headed to his office.  I knocked and
was called inside.  Mr. Beckwith was sitting behind his desk.  His office
was on the second floor and had several windows overlooking the whole
operation.

"You wanted to see me sir?"

"Yes, Tommy.  Have a seat."

"Is something wrong?"  I asked as I took a seat in a chair to the right of
Mr. Beckwith's desk.

"On the contrary.  I am very happy with your work, as are the men.  I have
an important client in town this week and I was hoping you could show him,
or rather us a good time."

Just then a man came out of a door to the left of Mr. Beckwith's desk.  The
sound of water running told me this was a private bathroom.  The man was a
handsome man about forty years old.  He had dark hair with a little gray
above the temples.  He had dark eyes and wore a pair of smart looking
glasses.  There was a very distinguished air about this man.  He was
wearing a dark blue suit.

"Ted, this must be the towelboy you told me about."  He said as he walked
toward the desk.  He sat in a chair to the left of Mr. Beckwith's desk
facing my chair.  His right hand dropped to his crotch.  I could see him
rubbing his crotch.

"James, this is Tommy, our new towelboy."

"Hi Tommy.  I've heard amazing things about you."

I didn't know what to say.  I could feel the blood rushing to my face and
also my cock.  I was getting hard watching this man stroking himself
through his trousers.  I couldn't take my eyes off his hand.  I could just
make out the outline of his cock against his trouser leg.  It appeared to
be getting longer as I watched.

"Why don't you get undressed Tommy and show Mr. Rockwell your body?"

I broke my eyes away from Mr. Rockwell's crotch and looked at Mr. Beckwith
who was smiling at me.

"Yes sir."  I stood up and started removing my clothes.  Soon I was
completely naked and completely hard.

"Nice.  You have a very nice body and cock Tommy."  Mr. Rockwell said.

"Thank you sir."

"Why don't you help Mr. Rockwell with his clothes Tommy?"

I walked over to Mr. Rockwell.  He remained sitting.  I dropped to my knees
and started removing his shoes and socks.  Once his feet were bare, he
stood up.  I reached up and unbuckled his belt.  I then found the clasp on
his trousers and opened it, followed by his fly.

"He's not shy, is he?"

"No, he's not."  Mr. Beckwith agreed.

I grabbed the waist of Mr. Rockwell's trousers and pulled them down.  He
was wearing boxer shorts which were already tenting out from his hardening
cock.  He stepped out of his trousers and I tossed them onto the chair.  I
then grabbed the waistband of his boxers.  He grabbed my hands.

"Jacket and Shirt first."

I stood up and removed his suit jacket.  I draped if over the back of his
chair.  He pulled off his necktie and tossed it onto the chair.  Then I
started to unbutton his shirt.  I peeled it off him and tossed it onto the
chair.  He was a slim man with a muscular chest.  He had a small patch of
hair that went across the top of his chest.  I dropped to my knees again
and grabbed the waistband of his boxers.  His cock was really stretching
them now.  I had to work to get them off over his hardening cock.  When I
finally released his cock, I almost gasped.  It was almost as long as
Mr. Beckwith's but not as thick.  Mr. Rockwell stepped out of his boxers
and stood before me completely naked.

I looked at his cock.  It still was not completely hard.  I looked up at
Mr. Rockwell's face.  My eyes said what my mouth could not, "May I?"

"Go ahead."  He said to me.

I reached out and took his cock in my hand.  I stroked it a few times
before taking it in my mouth. Once my mouth touched it, it became
completely hard.  I started sucking his cock deep into my mouth.  I didn't
rush.  I knew it would take some time to get it all down my throat.

I heard Mr. Beckwith get up from his desk.  I could hear him removing
clothes and lying them on the desk.  He walked over and stood next to
Mr. Rockwell.  I reached up and took his semi hard cock in my hand.  My
mouth was working its way down to the base of Mr. Rockwell's cock while I
continued to stroke Mr. Beckwith.  Soon I was taking all of Mr. Rockwell's
cock down my throat.

"Holy...."  He started to say. "No one has ever done that before."

"Same here.  But he did it to me too."

"You?  You're bigger then me."

"I know, but he did it.  Just wait and see."

I didn't need any encouragement.  I was anxious to show Mr. Rockwell what I
could do.  I pulled off his cock and took Mr. Beckwith's into my mouth.  I
started to take Mr. Beckwith's cock deep into my throat.  Since I had
already warmed up on Mr. Rockwell big cock it didn't take long and I was
taking all of Mr. Beckwith's down my throat as well.

"Well I'll be.  This kid is good."

I kept working on Mr. Beckwith's cock.  My left hand stroked Mr. Rockwell's
cock.  I didn't know which man I wanted to get off first.  I pulled my
mouth off Mr. Beckwith and returned to Mr. Rockwell.  I really worked on
his cock now.  My left hand wrapped around his balls and gently pulled on
them.

Mr. Beckwith moved away from me.  I heard him getting something out of his
desk and walk back to us.  He moved around behind me.

"Stand up Tommy."

I did as he asked, never taking my mouth of Mr. Rockwell's cock.  I felt
something cool and wet being poured down the crack of my ass.
Mr. Beckwith's fingers soon followed, smearing the oil around my ass.  He
started working a finger around my hole. He played with it for a few
seconds before pushing one of his thick fingers inside me.  He finger felt
as thick as some of the cocks I had sucked that day.  I felt him add a
little more oil as he began to fuck my hole with his finger.

"Wait a minute," Mr. Rockwell said as he pulled me off his cock.  "This
position can't be very comfortable for young Tommy."

"I guess not," Mr. Beckwith agreed.  "What do you suggest?"

Mr. Rockwell sat down in his chair.  He sat as far forward in the chair as
possible and then leaned back.  I dropped to my knees between his legs.  I
went back to work on that beautiful cock.  Mr. Beckwith then got on his
knees behind me.  His finger was back inside me.  He fucked me with his
finger for a few more seconds.  He added some more oil and worked a second
finger inside me.  He took his time and worked on stretching out my hole.
I really didn't know if I would be able to take his cock up my ass.  He was
much larger than anyone else I had had.

After he managed to get a third finger inside me, he decided it was time to
fuck me.  He pulled his fingers out.  I felt the head of his oiled cock
pressed against my hole.  It felt even larger now.  He started to press
forward.  I felt my hole open up and allow his head inside me.  He must
have done a good job of loosening me up, because it didn't hurt.  He
continued to push into me until about half of his cock me was inside me.
He then stopped and waited.  I was feeling very full with his mammoth cock
inside me.

"You know Ted, you should have let me go first.  You are going to ruin this
kid for anyone else."

Both men laughed.  I agreed, Mr. Rockwell should have fucked me first, but
its too late now.  My ass started to open up around Mr. Beckwith's cock.
Mr. Beckwith seemed to sense it and pushed forward.  He got about
three-fourths of it inside and stopped again.  He waited for me to get used
to his size before pushing in the last couple inches.  It felt like he was
in my stomach.

Mr. Beckwith held his cock completely inside me for several seconds before
he started to pull back out.  He then started to slowly fuck my ass.

"Boy, he is tight."

"Anything would feel tight to that monster of yours."  They both laughed
again.  I was still working on Mr. Rockwell's cock.

"Man, Tommy, you keep that up and you are going to make me shoot."  I
always like to hear those words.  They encouraged me to suck harder.

I started to really work on Mr. Rockwell's cock.  He was starting to squirm
in the chair and I knew he must be close.

Mr. Beckwith had started to pick up speed.  He was now fucking my ass
harder.  I pulled back and started working on the head of Mr. Rockwell's
cock.  That was all he needed.  He grabbed my head and started to fill my
mouth with his load.

"Oh my god!!!!"  He practically screamed as his cock shot spurt after spurt
of jism into my waiting mouth.  I found that the head of his cock got very
sensitive and he had to pull me off before he was even finished shooting.
I milked the last few drops out of his cock with my hand, avoiding the
head.  When I was sure he was done shooting I took it back into my mouth
and cleaned off the last of his load.  I then laid my head against his leg
and caught my breath while Mr. Beckwith continued to fuck me.

My own cock was aching for release.  I knew I wouldn't even have to touch
it.  Mr. Beckwith's cock was going to get me off soon.  Mr. Rockwell lifted
me up long enough to move off the chair.  He then lowered me back onto the
chair.  I held onto the chair for support.  Mr. Beckwith picked up his
speed again.  He was really fucking me now.  I was breathing hard.  I could
feel my balls pulling up again.  I knew I was about to shoot my fifth load
of the day.  I didn't want to make a mess on Mr. Beckwith's rug so I cupped
my hand over the head of my cock

"Oh, you are making me shoot Mr. Beckwith." My cock exploded sending spasms
through my whole body.  After six orgasms, it didn't surprise me that I
barely filled my hand.  I managed to catch it all.  I brought my hand to my
mouth and ate my load.

"Did you see what he just did?"  Mr. Rockwell almost shouted. "He just ate
his own jism.  God that's hot."

My orgasm made my ass clench down on Mr. Beckwith's cock.  This brought him
to the edge.  Shortly after I shot, Mr. Beckwith started filling my ass
with his jism.

"Here I come kid.  God you feel good."  I felt Mr. Beckwith's body heave as
each wave of orgasm ripped through his body.  Each wave forced an "AAAHH,"
from his mouth.  When the orgasm finally subsided, he slowly pulled his
cock out of my stretched hole and collapsed onto the floor.

"Boy was that nice.  I haven't shot that hard in a long time.  You have to
try that ass James."

"I am going to after we let Tommy rest for a minute."

Mr. Beckwith got up and walked into his bathroom.  I heard water running.
He walked out of the bathroom cleaning himself off with a washcloth.
Suddenly I had to piss.

"Mr. Beckwith, may I please use your bathroom?"

"Sure Tommy."

I got up and walked to the bathroom.  It was then the I felt Mr. Beckwith's
jism running down my legs.  He had stretched my ass and filled me with so
much jism, that it was running right back out.  I relieved myself and then
used some tissue to clean up my ass.  I could feel it started to regain its
normal size.  I walked back into Mr. Beckwith's office to see Mr. Rockwell
sitting in the chair I had originally sat in, stroking his hard cock.
Mr. Beckwith was sitting in his desk chair also stroking his cock.  It
looked like we were not finished yet.

"So Tommy, how would you like it?"  Mr. Rockwell asked.

"What do you mean?"

"What position would you prefer?"

"Well, I haven't tried very many."  My mind raced back to the time I was in
the shower with Bill.  Getting fucked while hugging and kissing him was
very intense.  I didn't expect Mr. Rockwell would want to kiss me.

"Well then, hop up here on Ted's coffee table."

"You sure that's going to hold him?"

"Of course, look at that thing.  Besides, Tommy can't way that much.  Get
on your back Tommy."

I sat on the edge of the coffee table and then laid back.  My butt stuck
out over one side.  My head over the other.  The table wasn't wide enough
to support my head so I had to hold it up.  The table was just the right
height.  Mr. Rockwell's cock was right at ass level when he knelt between
my legs.  He had already coated his cock with the same oil that
Mr. Beckwith had used.  He aimed his cock at my hole and slowly pushed
inside.  After having Mr. Beckwith's huge cock inside me, Mr. Rockwell slid
in easily.  He grabbed my legs and place them on his shoulders.  He started
to fuck my ass with a smooth steady pace.

Mr. Beckwith walked over and knelt down in front of my head.  I lowered my
head to find his cock pointed right at my mouth.  With may head hanging
backward and resting against the edge of the table, it provide Mr. Beckwith
a direct route to my throat.  I opened my mouth and Mr. Beckwith began to
feed me his cock.  When Mr. Beckwith's cock was completely down my throat,
his huge balls rested on my face.  He slowly withdrew until only the head
remained.  I was now being fucked at both ends.  I placed on Mr. Beckwith's
hips to hold myself steady.

"God this is hot!"  Mr. Rockwell shouted.  He began to pick up the pace.
My neck was starting to get sore from this position.  I pushed Mr. Beckwith
back.  He seemed to understand that I wanted him to pull out and did.

"I'm sorry but this position is starting to hurt my neck."

"OK Tommy.  Let's move over by the chair."  Mr. Beckwith stood up and
walked over to his desk chair.  He sat down and leaned back.  He held his
hard cock out waiting for me to continue.

I looked up at Mr. Rockwell who was still fucking my ass.  I smiled at him.
He smiled back and pulled his cock out of my ass.  He lowered my legs off
his shoulders.  I got up and walked over to where Mr. Beckwith was sitting.
I got on my knees and took his cock into my mouth again.  I preferred this
position.  Mr. Rockwell fell in behind me and was inside me again.

I started to suck hard on Mr. Beckwith's cock.  I knew that since he had
already shot once that it would take more work to get a second load out of
him.

Mr. Beckwith's office was hot with the late afternoon sun shining in the
windows.  We were really starting to work up a sweat now.  Mr. Rockwell was
running his hands over my sweaty back.  They slid easily over my moist
skin.  He was starting to grunt as he pounded my ass.

I took my mouth off Mr. Beckwith's cock and sucked one of his balls into my
mouth.  I stroked his spit covered cock while I rolled his ball around in
my mouth.

"Mmm, yes, suck on my balls."

I let the first ball fall from my mouth and sucked in the second one.
There was no way I could get both of them in my mouth at once, they were
just too large.  I sucked hard on this ball and Mr. Beckwith let out a loud
moan.  My saliva had started to dry making it difficult to easily slide my
hand up and down his cock.  I moved my mouth back to his head.  I started
to work his cock with my mouth and hand at the same time.  Stroking his
cock as my mouth moved up and down the length of it.

Mr. Rockwell reached around me and wrapped his hand around my hard cock.
He started to stroke my cock in rhythm with his fucking.  I knew it
wouldn't take long to get me off again.

"Oh Tommy, you are getting me close."  Mr. Beckwith moaned.  He grabbed my
hair with his hands.

"I'm right behind you Ted."  Mr. Rockwell added between grunts.

Mr. Beckwith's grip tightened on my hair, pulling it tight from my scalp.
His body began to convulse as he began to shoot his jism into my mouth.
This time I took all of his load into my mouth and savored the taste.

Mr. Rockwell was right, only seconds later he rammed hard into my ass as he
started to shoot.  I could feel his hot jism pumping into me.  This sent me
over the top and my own cock erupted spraying the floor with my load.  I
came so hard that it almost hurt.  I pulled off Mr. Beckwith's cock.
"Awww, man," was all I could say as I collapsed onto Mr. Beckwith's lap.
My hand still stroked his cock.  When the incredible wave of pleasure
finally subsided, I returned to suck the last few drops from Mr. Beckwith's
cock.

Mr. Rockwell finished emptying his nuts into my ass and then fell backwards
onto the floor.  His cock pulling out of my clenching ass with a pop.  I
could hear him panting on the floor.  All three of us were breathing very
heavy.  I allowed myself to fall sideways off Mr. Beckwith and onto the
floor.  My whole body was weak.  I didn't think I would have the strength
to walk home.

"Wow, that was incredible Ted!"  Mr. Rockwell finally exclaimed.  "You
definitely have a keeper in this one.  He's a lot better than Pete."

"I told you he was good.  I'm glad you got to find out for yourself.  Can
you believe that just a week ago he had never had the pleasure of a man?"

"No way!  He got that good in one week?"

"He's a natural."

I was so tired, I could even appreciate the complement.  My ass felt like a
giant void.  I was sure it would take a couple of days to recover from
these two horse cocks.  My whole body was covered in sweat.

"Say Tommy," Mr. Beckwith called over to me.  I pushed myself up onto an
elbow so I could see him. "Why don't you go into the bathroom and get a wet
cloth. You made quite the mess on the floor here."

I looked over to see the puddle of jism I had deposited onto Mr. Beckwith's
floor.  "Yes sir."  I said as I struggled to my feet.  My knees were like
rubber.  By the time I had cleaned up my mess I was getting my legs back.

"You better get on home to dinner son."  Mr. Beckwith said as he got up and
started to get dressed. "Get lots of rest this weekend.  I'm sure the men
are going to keep you busy again next week."

"Yes sir."  I pulled on my clothes.  They wanted to cling to my sweaty
body, but I managed to get them on.  I headed to the door.  "Good night
Mr. Beckwith.  Nice to meet you Mr. Rockwell."

"The pleasure was all mine Tommy.  I hope we can get together again."

"Me too!" I said as I let myself out.

It was a slow walk home.  When I got there my mother and father were
worried because I was so late.  I let them know that Mr. Beckwith wanted to
see me after work.  I explained that he just wanted to let me know that I
was doing a great job and to keep up the good work.  My mother was happy,
but my father looked at me with a strange expression on his face.  I ate
twice as much as normal for dinner and then went promptly to bed.  I slept
until noon the next day.  I was surprised that my father let me sleep so
late.  He must have known I needed the rest after the week I had.  It was
another unbearably hot day, so after lunch I met up with my friends to go
swimming.  The cool water felt nice on my aching muscles and ass.  My
friends all wanted to know about my new job.  I told them what I could.
They thought it sounded easy and that they would prefer to have my job than
be stuck in school.  I laughed inside.  If they only knew.

This is the end of Part two.  Please let me know if I should continue this
story.