Date: Wed, 19 Jun 2013 18:06:36 -0500 From: Evan Sellers Subject: Subcontractor Connections Usual disclaimers apply. Please do not copy my work or use it without my permission. This is not a true story, just something from my imagination. If you have any constructive criticism for me I welcome it because I think I can only get better by learning from my mistakes. Hi, my name is Evan. I work as a construction manager in the Midwestern States, and I am currently working on an office remodel. I have been working with the employer's representatives who are a real pair -- a bitchy lady and her suck-up sidekick. I have been working with other staff who has treated me well, and it appears that there is a real personality conflict between me and the senior staff. I was informed earlier today that they are ready to start pulling wiring in the new building, so I called my electrical subcontractor and asked to have someone sent out as soon as possible to start. Within 4 hours, I had a wire-puller on site. I am mid-40s, recently divorced, and discovered that I had an attraction to men. A young man, Jason, showed up, and I was awestruck. Let me try to describe him as best as can. He is in his early 30s; light brown, thinning, wavy hair; blue eyes; tight white t-shirt; carpenter's jeans; and, his jeans hug his ass with no evidence of underwear seams -- I think he goes commando. I checked him out and called him to my office to provide his work orders. He came to the construction trailer and knocked. I had been streaming gay porn when he knocked, so I just minimized it. I was sitting in my chair and had a half-erect hard-on. I minimized the porn, lowered the volume to where I thought it couldn't be heard, and shifted my cock not to be too obvious. I hollered for the visitor to come in and in came Jason. It has been really warm and humid here, and he was already sweating. His shirt was wet and clinging to his chest, and his jeans were clinging to his ass. He came in, and I offered to turn on the A/C if he wanted to take off his shirt and put it over the A/C to dry. He immediately took off his shirt, threw it on the vent, and I offered him a chair. He sat there and his lightly tanned and haired pecs and nipples were staring me straight in the face. My already half-erect cock sprung to full erection, and I kept sneaking glances at this chest while he was looking down or away. The coolness of the A/C had made his nipples hard, and I felt my cock leak some pre-cum. I tried to shift my eyes to something else, and all I could focus on was his cock. Finally, I was able to gain some level of composure and told him what the client had requested. He said that it was no problem, and asked if that was all. He got up to leave, and I reminded him to not forget his shirt. He came back to the A/C, and then, much to my surprise, I heard a loud groan come from my computer. One of the men had just been penetrated and groaned very loudly as his partner's cock entered his ass. Jason heard the groan, and looked at me, winked, and smiled. He grabbed his shirt, turned and exited the construction trailer. I was so horny that I could not control myself. The trailer didn't have a bathroom, as it was just used as office space. So, I proceeded to stand up with a raging boner and walked over to the door. I intended to lock the door, drop my pants, jack off, and return to work. I had already unzipped my khaki work pants, unbuckled my belt, and all of a sudden, Jason busted through the door. "Mr. Sellers, sir," he exclaimed as he re-entered the trailer. "I have a couple...." He still had his shirt off, and I was standing there with a raging hard-on. He came in and stopped dead in his tracks, and his eyes went straight to my cock. "Shit," he exclaimed. I didn't know what to say, so all I could say was, "Can I help you?" His gorgeous blue eyes narrowed, he half smiled, and uttered, "Yeah, I guess so." He reached down and started to rub his cock. I quickly invited him in, locked the office door and moved close to him. He came closer to me, eye-to-eye, and leaned in. "Damn...what do I do now?" He solved that problem and proceeded to kiss me square on the mouth, and his tongue was pushing to get in my mouth. Our eyes locked, our tongues intertwined, and my cock was aching. I reached up and caressed his chest, going over his erect nipples, and reached around and grabbed his cheeks and pulled him in even closer. He groaned, and I could feel his cock getting hard. I proceeded to rub his ass trying to make his boner strain at his jeans. He kept trying to move my hands to his fly to loose his cock, but I resisted. He pressed his lips firmly into mine, ground his pelvis into mine, and groaned deeply as he grew hornier by the minute. I decided to turn up the heat on Jason. I reached around and worked my hand down the back of his jeans hoping to inch in on his asshole. I spat on my middle finger and lowered it into his crack and worked it into Jason's asshole. He nearly collapsed from the ecstasy. I could tell he was incredibly turned on, as his nipples were fully erect, his cock was straining at his jeans, and he continued to groan lowly. I slowly reached around and undid the button on his jeans to relieve the restraint to his hole. After undoing his jeans, Jason ground his hips so I could insert my finger further in his ass. I pushed in toward his prostate to start his juices flowing. In one more push, I hit his prostate, and he shuttered, groaned, and fell into my arms. I moved him over to my desk and leaned him up on the desk. I proceeded to move my finger in his ass, and all of a sudden, a rush of cum came. He was so horny that he was uncontrolledly leaking cum into his jeans. I pulled his jeans down, and got a first glimpse at his cock. His cock was 7" long, thick, uncut, and surrounded by a thick bush of curly, brown hair. I didn't want him to cum, as I wanted to further raise his juices. I reached around and grabbed his cock. He groaned loudly, and said, "Take me." I had never fucked a man before, and I really wanted to feel him inside me. I quickly dropped my pants and presented him my ass. He immediately bent me over the desk and spat on my asscrack. He took his fingers and started playing with my hole. I groaned and almost came on the spot. Jason got up on the desk, pushed the papers and books off, and lined his cock up over my hole. "Easy..." was all I could mutter, but it was too late. Jason plunged his cock straight into my hole, and I tensed and lightly yelped. He was so hard, and I was so horny, I didn't care. He leaned up and hispered in my ear, "Old man, I am gonna fuck you like you've never been fucked." All I could respond was "Please..." He took my anal virginity, and I was in heaven. I looked back at him, and his chest was gorgeous. He had a tattoo on his pubic area of a dagger, and I quickly learned why. His ass was covered with a light coat of brown hair, and his legs were gorgeous -- lightly haired as well, and muscularly well-toned. All of a sudden, I heard someone coming up the steps to the trainer and a knock came to the door. It was Matt, the ironworker. "Shit," I thought. Now what? I yelled, "Yeah, what is it?" Matt said, "Can I come in?" "Go away. I am busy," I bellered. The difficulty of this was that I so wanted to let Matt in, as Matt and I went to grade school and high school together, and I had secretly lusted after him and stared at him for years. As a young man, Matt was always the shorter side. He grew up in a river community, and he and brothers would spend all summer outside shirtless or skinny-dipping in the river. Matt was muscular and proportionate. He was virtually hairless on his chest, and he had hair that refused to be tamed. As he has aged, his hair has gotten thinner and even more rebellious. Just after high school, he slept with a girl locally and got her pregnant. We had junior year of high school PE together, and I would always time my shower time with his so that when he went into the shower, I would go and lather up to be ready to go the the next school hour. Actually, I was spending the whole time in the shower gawking at his chest, ass, and cock. "C'mon, man, let me in," he said. "I can't, Matt. I am....tied up at the moment," I said. Jason whispered to me, "Let him in to watch or join us, whatever." I yelled, "Matt, use the key under the Matt and come in. I cannot get to the door." Jason started fucking me hard, as Matt came in. Matt came in, wide-eyed, and said, "What the fuck is going on hear, Sellers!" Jason said, "Either come in and get what the hell you need, drop your pants and join in, or get the hell out of here!" Then he winked at Matt. Matt said, "Sellers, I always knew!" Jason continued thrusting his cock in my ass, and was about to come, when he said, "I...I...I am gonna blow, and this ass is too good to waste. You're up next." Matt responded, "Fuck you," but he didn't leave. Matt uttered, "Eh, if you can't beat 'em..." At that point, Jason started to come and pounded my ass deeply. He shot stream after stream into my ass and was sweating everywhere. My ass was aching. Matt just sstood there staring, and then he dropped his jeans. "Sellers, you have wanted this for years, and I have seen you watching me for 30 years, and now you're gonna get what you've wanted." Matt hadn't changed much physically, escept he now probably weighed 175 lbs, had a muscular chest from working with the ironworks, and had a cock that I could not forget. His cock was thin with a bulbous head. He was cut, and now had a sandy, grey bush around it. He obviously was interested, however, as his cock got hard pretty quickly. As Jason dismounted my ass, Matt climbed up and slid his cock into my ass. Jason's cum provided ample lubricant for Matt. Matt said to me, "You bastard, you are going to get what you want, and it's my cock and cum." Jason came around and resumed kissing me. I could see that his cock was re-arrousing, and he sprang a boner in no time. He then put his cock in my mouth. Now I had one stud in my mouth and one in my ass. I had to chuckle to myself as Matt was fucking me. He kept saying, "Fucking fag...gonna pound his ass good....not gonna sit for a week... fuck you....FUCK YOU! I fucked my old lady last night, and gonna get ready for tonight. Bastard!!" Matt's boner throbbed in my ass, and he started a low rumble of a growl. He started pumping deeper and harder. I knew he couldn't last too much longer. My asshole was dripping; my cock was throbbing, and I wasn't going to last any longer. All of a sudden, I exploded a huge load of cum on my desk. Matt laughed, and started sliding me around in my cum. Matt fucked me as hard and as deep as he could. He pile drove my ass...and I loved it. All of a sudden, he arched up over me and shot load after load after load in my ass. The trailer had heated up, smelled like musky men, and was a mess from the books and papers. Jason was rockhard, throbbing and yelled, "I'm gonna cum again. Shiiiiiiiiittt." Matt said, "Shoot it on his shirt." Jason smiled, and before I could utter a word, Jason shot his load straight on my shirt, and much to my surprise, he had a huge second load." They both laughed, and Jason said, "Now the boss has to wear a cum-spattered shirt the rest of the day." I was so horny from getting fucked, came upon, and my ass was so stretched, I also shot a second load. This time, however, I shot and it landed straight on the front of my pants at the top of my right leg. "Shit, cum on my shirt and cum on my pants...how can it get any worse?" When I stood up, I had so much cum in my ass that it leaked out onto the seat of my pants. Jason came over and kissed me, and said, "Today's work done?" Matt laughed, and I said, "Get the hell out of my office...but come back tomorrow for more work orders." Matt pulled up his jeans while Jason pulled on his shirt and pants. The both laughed and walked to the trailer door and went out. I started to stand up, but my ass ached and I was in total bliss....fucked by the wiring sub and the ironwork. How can it get any better? More to cum...