Date: Tue, 06 Apr 2004 10:35:02 +0000 From: B J Subject: The Toilet - Part 3 (edited) Usual disclaimer applies. Please email me comments and suggestions to thetoilet16@hotmail ! I really really love the feedback! Thanks to those that supported the story so far, you gave me motivation to keep writing and hopefully improve. - - - I kept getting ready for school - somehow. My dad kept getting ready as well. He works on a construction site down out of town. He always comes home sweaty because the place is practically a desert. He says they're building an office, and that it's paying well. I love the uniform he wears to work...tight green top and small tight blue work shorts. And the smell he had - it was the most sexy, manly smell you could imagine. I was ready to leave and went to give him a goodbye kiss. Instead of the usual peck on the cheek, he directed my mouth to his mouth and we kissed passionately. As he broke away he gave me the biggest, sexiest smile and I couldn't resist grinning back at him as I left. School was a bore as usual. I do well in school without trying much, so I'm never really stressed about anything. I've got a huge group of friends but most of them are more like acquaintances, I guess you could say. None of us really care about each other. When the afternoon bell finally rang I left school and headed for the bus stop across the road. I noticed David wasn't there. I was kinda disappointed, but I guess he has an important job to worry about. Actually, I have no clue about his life. But that didn't matter - I was looking forward to seeing dad again. The bus came a few minutes later and I was home in 10 minutes. When I got home I was surprised to see dad there. 'Hey mate!' He said when I walked in. 'Dad, how come you're home already?' 'I came to pick you up - you wanna go down to the construction site and help out? You'll even get a good pay! We're kinda desperate for help cos we're running behind schedule.' 'Cool, I'll just get some old clothes on!' A ran upstairs to my room and put on some dark blue shorts I had, and put on a grey tank top. I ran back down and we headed for his Ute. We both got in and were already sweating because it was such a hot day. We put on our seat belts and dad started up the ignition. After 20 minutes of driving, I was feeling horny as hell. I purposely looked at dad's bulge, hoping he would notice as he drove. 'Shit I'm getting hard', he said as he adjusted his dick in his shorts. 'I can fix that for you', I said cheekily as moved my right hand over his leg and unzipped his fly, revealing a huge bulge in his briefs. I undid my seatbelt and squeezed myself down in between his legs. Luckily there was a lot of foot room so I could fit somewhat and his feet could still control the pedals. 'Shit, you're gonna kill us both....' 'Don't worry so much!' I replied I moved my mouth over his entrapped bulge. It smelt strong of man scent. I gently licked and kissed it, and he responded with moans. I could tell his was trying to keep his composure as he continued to drive, but he had slowed down a lot so he could maintain control. Precum oozed through the material and I sucked in. I was done teasing and pulled his briefs down, unleashing his massive, thick cock which bounced off his chest and back onto my face. I closed my eyes and took hold of it with my right hand, as I caressed his huge hairy balls with my left hand. I slapped his dick on my face repeatedly and he got harder and harder. The head of his dick was swollen and crimson by now. I licked the head and his slit let out a drop of precum onto my tongue. I wrapped my lips around the head and sucked gently on it like a lollipop. Dad was getting impatient and he started fucking my mouth with his whole dick. I gagged because I was so surprised, but got into his rhythm soon enough. His cock is literally so big that I can feel it sliding inside my throat somewhere. I continued to slide myself forward as he fucked my mouth. I felt the length of his cock begin to tense up. 'Shit, I'm cumming' he breathed. His dick began to pulsate as it shot his hot, thick cum down directly into my throat. The shots came out long and fast, there were at least 6 of them. I kept sucking until he was dick got a bit limp. 'Thanks for that mate,' he said. 'Hey, what are sons for?' I joked. - - - We were almost there after an hour. I had helped dad out before on his construction jobs, but it felt like it was so long ago. We pulled into the dirt patch that the other guys had their vehicles parked in and stopped. We both got out of the car and went towards the skeleton of the future building, where I saw about 7 or 8 guys scattered around, doing various jobs. It was at least 35 degrees centigrade, and I was sweating from just walking. Dad pat me on the back as we came up to two men who were digging. 'Hey Rick and Justin, meet my son Brad!' 'Hey mate,' they said in unison. 'Hey,' I replied. Rick looked to be about 25 years old. He had his shirt off and his sweat was defining his smooth abs and chest. He's slim but has nice definition. He has blue eyes, and spiky dirty blond hair. He's very nicely tanned, obviously from working out in the sun for so long. Justin is an older man, probably about 35. He looks Greek, with dark hair, eyes and lots of hair on his huge torso. He looked like one of those Greek gods, and when he dug you could see the muscles in his arms and chest bulge like they were going to rip out of his skin. He was also shirtless and only wearing small blue shorts like my dads. He had legs with muscles comparably bigger than most rugby players and very hairy too. I couldn't help but notice the huge bulge protruding from his shorts. There was a large round bump in the centre and a long length leading up the side of his left upper leg. 'You look just like your dad,' Rick commented. 'He does too - fuck, you almost look like twins,' Justin responded. 'Alright, get over it, Dad mumbled sarcastically. We better get to work if we're hoping to finish this place within the next 3 months. Rick looked frustrated. 'That mother-fuckin bitch, giving US a time limit. How does she expect us to work like that?' 'I think it's helpful if we a have a set goal,' interrupted Justin. 'Yeah whatever...' Rick mumbled as he got back to digging. Justin handed me a spare shovel, inviting me to join them and dig. Dad got his shovel and joined as well. I began to dig, and after a few minutes was drowning in my own sweat. I took off my top and continued to dig only wearing my shorts. 'So what are we digging for?' I asked 'This is where they want the semi-underground garage, so thankfully we don't have to dig too much.' After 30 minutes of digging, we were grunting with each dig. It was more exhausting than I could've imagined. Dad had just left to help one of the other guys work on the structure. I was confident with my digging by now, and couldn't help but stare at the massive bulge in Justin's shorts. It was still stuck up against his upper left leg. I was totally mesmerized by it, and the heat was really getting to me, so I didn't even notice him talking to me. 'Hey...hey Brad! You alright?' Justin was standing there with a concerned look on his face. 'Yeah, yeah, I'm fine. Just getting really hot.' 'I know what you mean - here, have a beer.' He smiled as he handed me a cold beer he'd taken out of a small esky. I gulped down half the drink in one go, and he did the same with his drink. Rick went and got one as well. We all felt more refreshed and got back to work. After some more digging, I asked Justin where I could go take a piss. 'That beer filled me up too man, follow me.' We both put down out shovels and I trailed slightly behind him as he went to an old tin shed out of site from the other guys. 'We usually just piss up on this sheds wall.' I could smell the intense aroma of men - it was giving me a complete hard-on. 'I need to take a shit as well though...' I said, slightly embarrassed. 'Oh, we have a hole we dug up over there for that,' he pointed to the side of the tin shed, where there was a hole about half a meter deep. 'Just use the leaves on the bush there to wipe, they actually do a pretty good job.' I moved over to the hole and looked inside. It was full of dirt and obviously old shit that was decomposing. The smell was kinda less intense because it wasn't fresh, but it had a lot of shit in it so it had a different smell. I pulled down my shorts and underwear and squatted over the hole. At the same time I could hear Justin around the corner starting to spray his piss on the tin sheds wall. It was a pretty loud sound, and I wondered why they didn't just piss on the floor. I squeezed out a shit and heard it squish as it landed in the hole. I let out 2 more long turd. I could still hear Justin pissing. 'Ahh that feels good.' He sighed as he finished up his piss. I let out a stream of piss onto the floor in front of me after finishing my shit. Justin came around the corner. 'How'd you go?' he asked. 'Yeah, I'm right.' I said, kind of embarrassed again. 'Ha-ha, no need to get shy. We all gotta take a shit, plus, we're both men so what have we got to hide?' I grabbed a leaf and wiped my ass with it then threw it down the hole. I pulled up my underwear and shorts all while Justin stood there waiting. I was really angry with dick for beginning to grow incredibly hard. 'Ha-ha, you got a boner hey? That always happens to me after a piss. I think it's the feel of that warm piss streaming out...it just makes my cock tingle and gets it hard.' 'I know what you mean, that happens to me a lot,' I replied. I noticed he was indeed very hard, the bulge in his shorts looked like it was about to rip his shorts off. 'We usually just jack off so we can get focused on the job again instead of trying to work with a boner. You wanna join me?' 'Ugh, um, OK.' I was blushing like hell, and my hard-on was getting to become painful. 'Ha-ha, I guess you're probably not used to being around other men like that. I think if you can do things like that with other guys it shows that you're comfortable with yourself and confident. Sorry if I'm pressuring you, I don't mean to.' 'No I know exactly what you mean, let's do it.' I smiled at him and he smiled back. We walked back toward the tin wall where he just pissed and sat on the milk crates next to it. He first pulled out his cock through is fly. It was much bigger than I imagined! It was really thick, and about 10 inches long, uncut. His dick was darker than his skin color - kind of like a dark brown. He spat on his right hand and rub it around his cock head. He slid his hand up and down his length, giving it a coat of slime so he could easily jack. He laid his head back against the wall and closed his eyes. His hand furiously pumped up and down, from the base where his thick pubic bush was, to the tip where his brown bulb was pulsating. I was mesmerized by the way his foreskin wrapped over the head every time he pumped up, and slipped back open when went down. I quickly got out my cock and spat on my hand like he had done. I started to jack off while I watched him. I hoped he wouldn't suddenly notice me perving on him. I was in ecstasy as I watched this hairy, sweaty, muscular hunk jack himself off right in front of me. I loved the squishing sound his cock would make as he pumped like there was no tomorrow. He was breathing heavy, and he had this intense look on his face - he was in a completely different world as he jacked off. I was started to jack furiously as well, breathing heavy like him and my cock making that squishing sound. I was about to cum...My cock was tingling. But I held back - I needed to see him cum first. He arched his chest forward and started moaning. His cock head was swelling up and he began to shoot massive ropes of cum which landed on my leg! He was completely oblivious as he continued to shoot huge loads which landed on my chest and side of my face. His cum felt hot, and I couldn't take anymore. I felt my balls quivering as they forced cum to erupt out of my swollen cock head. It dangled off my fingers. He opened his eyes, and looked at me. 'Shit, you made a bit off a mess!' 'Ha-ha, actually...you came all over me.' 'Oh fuck, man, I'm really sorry. I don't know what came over me; I've been hard all day.' 'It's OK; you got a rag so I can wipe it off?' He grabbed his tank top he'd brought over and passed it to me. 'Just wipe it on that, it's old and dirty anyway.' 'You sure?' I asked. 'Man, stop being so careful! Just relax! Who cares if I got a bit of dried cum on my top? Don't worry about it! 'Hahaha alright, alright. I'm just not used to being so open with other guys.' 'I guess that's just how you are, sorry again for being so imposing.' 'Nah not at all - I think it's good that I start to open up a bit and be more relaxed. He took his tank top back off me and held it in his hand. We both smiled and got up, heading back for our digging spot. To be continued...