The Painters, Part 2

Having sucked off both Sandy and Jason and given both these hot dudes awesome head, if I do say so myself, I headed back into the house to fix them some sandwiches for lunch.

My own cock was throbbing just thinking about having those two cocks in my mouth and down my throat. I almost beat off again just to relieve the tension, but decided to hold off because I knew there was more cock on offer from these guys later.

They worked steadily til noon and I have to admit, they were doing a really good job of prepping the house. They might be dopers but they weren't slackers. And they certainly weren't slackers in the cock department.

Noon came and I saw them climbing down off their ladders. I almost popped my load in anticipation of what was coming. The front door opened and Jason and Sandy walked in. Both of them had their dicks out and raging hard. I couldn't believe it. 

They walked into the kitchen and sat down and Jason said, "I hope you've got our lunch ready, because yours is hot and waiting for you fag-boy."

I hurriedly laid their sandwiches and chips on the table along with a couple of brews, but I couldn't take my eyes off their beautiful hard cocks winking up at me.

"OK, guy," Sandy said, "We've got our lunch, so you get down here and start on the first course of yours."

He didn't have to ask twice. I dropped to my knees between his legs and grabbed his hot thick cock. Even hard, the skin covered the head and puckered beyond it. I took his meat into my mouth and gently worked it with my tongue. Then I let his cock pop out of my mouth and I gave it a tongue bath from tip to pubes. Then, I pushed his legs apart and started washing his balls. They were really big and his sack was amazingly hairy. I was really getting into this and so was he, but then, amazingly gently, he pulled my mouth off his nuts and back up to his now throbbing cock.

"You've got me so fuckin hot, kid, I'm gonna blow in a minute so be careful and suck me real good so you can have your first load."

Moving back up to the tip of his cock, I took it firmly between my lips and began to slide the foreskin back as I took that big fat dick into my mouth. Because he'd been working out in the sun all day, the head was covered with cheese.

"Shit, I'm sorry man," he muttered. "My old lady won't even think of sucking me if there's any cheese on the head. Not that she'd ever suck me if she could find a way around it."

Letting his cock pop from my mouth I said,"Hey, it's her loss. I love the cheese and I love the taste of your hot cock."

"Then suck it bitch because I'm about to go," Sandy commanded.

I dove on the glistening red head, as big as a plum and sucked for all I was worth and then let the whole fat cock slide into my mouth.
Sandy was so excited though that he grabbed my head and started fucking my mouth and in a couple of minutes rammed my face down into his pubes and pumped another delicious load of cum into my mouth.
My cock was throbbing as I swallowed his nectar.

"Jeeesus!" he cried, "I've never been sucked as good as this. Never! 
Ain't that right, Jason?"

"Hell," Jason replied, "We've had a lot of bitches and fags suck us off, but I don't think we've ever had one who enjoyed it as much as this dude. Speaking of which, get over here queer-boy and deep-throat my big cock. You need some dessert after the first course you just had."

I didn't have to be asked twice. I slid over between Jason's legs and took the head of his big long cock into my mouth. He moaned as I washed it with my tongue and then let it slip from my mouth as I washed his whole cock length with my tongue. I went to work on his incredibly hairy nuts and he just went wild.

"Oh fuck yeah," he moaned. "Eat my balls baby. That makes me so fucking crazy."

He was writhing around in the chair and pushing my face into his ball sack. I sucked his nuts for about 10 minutes before he pulled me up and said, "Suck me faggot and do it good. I'm so hard I'm hurting here."

I let his 8" cut cock with the sculpted head slide into my mouth and then with a swallow into my throat.

"Jesus, " he moaned, " I never get over it when somebody can deep-throat me. And you love it, don't you you fuckin queer?"

I could only nod because my mouth and throat were full of 8" of thick very hard cock meat.

Now, as I've mentioned before, Jason took a long time to cum. This time was to prove the exception. As I sucked him slowly, in long deep strokes, I gently played with his balls. After about 10 minutes I could tell he was heading for home plate because his cock doubled in girth and started leaking pre-cum like a faucet. He grabbed my head and furiously pounded my face down on his throbbing cock.

"Jesus shit! I'm gonna cum in record time. You're just too damned good. All this deep-throating, I just can't hold off."

With that, he rammed my head down on his now huge member and held it down my throat as it erupted, pouring what seemed like quarts of cum into my throat.

"AAAAAGGGGGGGGG! I'm fuckin cumming. I'm cumming. Eat my cum you fucking bitch!," he shouted.

I pulled back after the first spurt so that the head was in my mouth so I could catch the last few spurts and really savour them. God it was good cum, thick and hot and sweet. I kept lapping on his dick until he pushed me off.

"Hey dude, back off. You're gonna suck me raw!" 

I let his deflating cock slide from my mouth and gently washed it with my tongue. I went to put it back in his jeans but he stopped me.

"Hang on there. We're not done with you yet, guy. We're just gonna leave our cocks out while we're here, so whenever we want you to suck us, you can just get at it without any messing with clothes."

How considerate, I thought. Then Sandy said something that took me completely by surprise.

Get your fuckin clothes off kid. All of em!"

"What?" I queried. "I don't have to take my clothes off to suck you guys off."

"We know that asshole," Sandy snarled, still stroking his ever-hard, red throbbing dick. " Any faggot that likes sucking cock as much as you do likes to take it up the butt. Ain't I right?"

I nodded that I did. Hell, what could I say, no? If I did, I'd miss out on getting plugged by these two hot dudes with their oh so fine cocks.

"Then," Sandy smiled, "get your damned clothes off and then you can come over here like a good bitch and help me take mine off while I finish my sandwich."

I was out of my clothes before you could say "fuck" one time. I knelt down in front of Sandy and took his sneakers and socks off and then undid his painter's pants and, as he lifted up his ass pulled them down and off. Then I got my fingers under the band of his cum-stained jockeys and shucked them off. Now he sat before me in only his t-shirt and god was he hot. Nice abs covered with curly blond hair and a very nice bush and a little trail snaking up towards his belly button.