EDGEWATER DR by Mike Austin
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VII.
The alarm seemed to scream at me, "Wake Up Wake Up Wake Up" and reaching over to shut it off, my hard-on screamed for attention as well. Their names, faces and dicks ran through my brain in rapid fire mode as I grabbed my dick and began a slow stroke, then thought better of it. Jumping up to get cleaned up, I saw I only had 20 minutes and knocked on Ben's room to be sure he was awake. His groggy voice indicated he was less than near being ready, and gave him a 20 minute timeline to be up and ready. I walked back to my room as Ben opened his bedroom door, stepped out, stood in his boxers with a hardon, rubbing his eyes, then turned and headed to the guest bathroom. My own dick throbbed. Downstairs, he was late and I hollered up to "get his ass down pronto" then heard him clomping down the stairs, "alright, Alright, ALRIGHT, I'm here" his retort. A thunder clap punctuated the morning, "fuck sounds bad out" Ben remarked. My nephew was even more striking than last year this time; at 24, 6'2", about 185 pounds, blonde, green eyes, slightly hairy chest like his dad, and hung like his dad as well, with that perfect bubble butt and low hangers; he WAS stunning. Then came that flash back to the shower when Ben was 16, lean, no chest hair, tight torso, the shower water covering his body and his cock extended away from his body; when Brandon joined in the shower and they sprayed hot water in a mock fight with the shower heads. Those two were real treats for this horny uncle......and still were I thought as I grabbed my keys and briefcase and nodded to the door.
Jack was coming out of `his suite' as we were leaving. "Sucks guys, drive carefully" he commented about the storm, then went inside. As we passed, he advised me he was ordering the Zone A, B and C plants today if that was all good, I grinned, got in a brief wink and gave him a thumbs up. He added, "Just wanted you to know in case Jesus called you", nodded to Ben and disappeared in the house. Ben made a dash to the rental SUV that was parked behind the Stang and we both backed out and made the drive to the office. I wondered if Jack had beat off last night and thought of my mouth in the process?
We arrived at the office, crossed the lobby for the elevator. Miguel was dressed in the first of the uniform looks we'd assembled yesterday at WalMart, gave a wave and "G'morning Mr. Brad" then continued putting out floor mattes to enable parties to wipe their soles off from the rain. That impressed me that he took that initiative. I'd not even thought of telling him that yesterday. I'd introduce Miguel and Ben later. We went into the office, Jeannie the receptionist/secretary/admin staffer was busy at her desk, greeted us both, she remembered Ben from last year and beamed, handed me some messages that had already come in and as I walked to my office with Ben in tow, I paused and wondered if Ben had screwed Jeannie too? She was his type. The messages set out in priority, I led Ben to the next office, a small one but already set up with full compliment of furniture and equipment. Picking up the phone, tapping a few keys and then getting Jeannie's voice I asked her to note Ben's new extension and set up his VM please. I went on to power up the PC, went into system admin and set up his email and password and felt his focus as he took in my actions. "You, dad and aunt Joyce all got that bang Bang BANG approach to getting things done" Ben observed. "Your grandparents were the same way Ben and taught us how to be quick studies AND act, not delay and think about things too long; and that approach has got us where we are; you'll do well to adopt that mantra for life" I closed and left for my office. As I did, I told him I'd send him a few emails and some project spreadsheets that I wanted to discuss before lunch and be ready. There was no sense in wasting time or his Business Degree with pleasantries. A couple of other staffers brought me materials, asked about issues, wondered about Ben's role, then disappeared as fast, giving me time to return calls then reflect on Miguel and Ben a bit. By 10:30 I was ready to meet with Ben and review the first of the project data I'd emailed; buzzed him and said I was ready. He brought the info and we sat, then reviewed his findings and asked questions which he answered. I went on to raise the bar and asked for his thoughts about change orders and costing impacts the environmental matters? He was in lock step with my approach and questions. I suggested he head out to lunch and we'd meet mid-afternoon with another project file I'd send. I used the break to wander the building, doing a walk-through and was looking for Miguel when I found him at the loading dock. We chatted briefly and I complimented him on the initiative about the rain mattes, he beamed and nodded. The uniform pants snugged his crotch and his butt nicely and I was surprised at the crotch display, not huge, but full and tempting; almost a tease. I was afraid the pants wouldn't fit or rather might be too baggy and asked if the clothes fit ok and if all was good? He fed back the pride of his new job and his "uniforms" and again beamed that brilliant smile. I shook his hand and again remarked how glad I was that this might work out for both of us then left to go back upstairs. I felt the urge to kneel in front of him at the dock bay and pull hid dick from the uniform pants, slow swallow and savor his pre-cum in the back of my throat; when my cell went off. It was Jesus reconfirming the order and initial pricing of the plants that Jack had placed. "Jesus, that job is between you and Jack as I advised. If he orders it and gives you that PO#, I'm all good with it and won't raise a ruckus. You just take care of the order and bill me and all will be great" I reminded him. His concurrence with my direction satisfied, we both wished each other well and a good day. I smiled, thinking that Jack had probably put Jesus up to calling and confirming this plant order with me and wondered what that hot fucker was doing at home in the rain? The early afternoon went by quickly and at 3:00, I buzzed Ben again for our next meeting. The young stud came in, tie undone this time and looking a bit frustrated, sat and began his review and raised a few concerns that didn't quite "get me there" as he put it. I took in his comments and ideas and before we knew it was Jeannie buzzing to say good night as the day ended. I wished her well and be careful in the storm as other staffer made their way past my office waving their goodnights as well to both of us. In the quiet, I stood, walked to the end of the office and poured a glass of wine, offered one to Ben, who amazingly, declined with a "not now Unc Brad"; "let's cut it short to just Brad from now on" I directed, "both in here and out there". Without lunch, the cabernet hit my stomach and then my head with a slight bang and knew I was suddenly hungry. "Let's head out for supper" came Ben's urging; "let me check in with Jack first and see if he needs anything as he's sort of stranded there and such" I remarked, hitting speed dial for Jack's cell and asking about the day, reconfirming the call from Jesus and asking if he needed anything and about supper? Jack replied that he had supper ready and didn't need a thing, all was good. I ended the call, updated Ben on supper plans and we headed out, waving good night to Miguel, which of course gave my dick an involuntary throb. We arrived home to find dinner ready, the table set for two and no sign of Jack. I went upstairs and both beds were made, rooms straightened, both bathrooms tidied, changed and was headed back down when Ben comes out of his room and comments, "WTF that Jack dude is awesome". I left the house, crossed to Jack's suite, knocked and when he answered asked why only 2 place settings and had he already eaten and BTW the house and bedrooms look amazing. Ben stood in the other doorway hollering at us both to get over here and let's eat, Jack's puzzled stare at me let on to his confusion about eating together since he was not family. I read his expression and reiterated Ben's remark, "get your ass in the house and let's eat". Jack grinned and agreed, offering his reluctance to intrude when the honk from the passing neighbor guys interrupted the moment, as we crossed the carport. Once inside, we found that Ben reset the table for 3, complimented and thanked Jack for the bedroom and bathroom duty AND for the chow!!!!! We ate the baked chicken, grilled vegs and roasted potatoes in a frenzy as Ben went off on his day, Jack reported the status on the landscape project and I took in the two young studs I was sharing the table with, sprinkled with the image of Miguel's hot torso. After supper, we three dispatched KP duty and Ben chipping in to correct the dinner set-up from 2 to 3 and his willingness to help with clean-up after supper was comforting. Maybe this set-up wasn't too tough to figure and maybe Ben was sincere about learning the business. We'd see what transpired and take it from there. I drifted off to sleep that night, thinking of the pair of studs under my roof. Jack, younger by 3 years and slighter built than Ben, less athletic, street-wise but no formal education/degree and the strong silent type; and Ben, robost, even boisterous, classic frat boy with smarts but no experience in the world. Could Ben be overcompensating for something? I knew how big Jack's hard was and wondered about Ben's? But I wondered about lots of dicks!!! I recalled Ben's comment about Megan and their fucking and then he and Brandon in a 3-way with her; when suddenly my cock erupted and I had to pull a pillow over my head to contain my groans as I gushed days of cum!!!
The week passed; days led into one another, meals at home or out; pizza, seafood, Tex-Mex, BBQ. Still I flashed on the many dicks. All too often it seemed my focus on my nephews, Jack and Miguel were consuming my free time when a call flashed on my cell. It was Rodrigo, the hunky Cubano concrete guy, asking if I needed them for any jobs, and that they would be in town over the weekend and had about a week before they started their next job. I had a job for them and it would be easy money too, I thought and then suggested a property meeting out on the northside and gave him the address and asked if he recalled it? He agreed and told me why he remembered it and sort of chuckled. "That's the one" I offered back. "When can we meet", I inquired and needed to set up a scope of work and arrange time from my two "house mates" as I couldn't pass up Juan and Rodrigo's dicks. Rodrigo gave me info and I confirmed it and set up the Saturday session. I swallowed hard, reflecting on their two thick dicks. On my way home I set up the `sudden' meeting with the concrete crew story for Ben and Jack and why I'd be away for part of the morning. At home, over supper, I made light of it as a sudden plan change and timetable update on that project. It went across the other two without much of a thought and the conversation continued over the day and rest of the weekend plans after I got back home Saturday. We watched an action movie, Ben spoke to his folks and my bro wanted to talk with me for a few; he did, we disagreed on the matter as usual and then I returned the cell t Ben. Jack stretched, said he was turning in and headed to the kitchen. I casually followed and stepped outside with him, and asked if I could blow him later that night? "No" came the quick reply and added, "maybe Saturday, since you got off this week, I noticed on the sheets when I made the bed, and without permission", he stared, turned and continued back to his suite. I stood dumbfounded.
Saturday's breakfast happened, I cooked, the guys cleaned up. Ben admitted to getting his rental washed. Jack handed me a shopping list and I asked if he would go with me for stuff, when Ben added a few items, then left for the car wash place. When Ben was gone, I asked again, "can I blow you PLEASE", Jack looked back over his shoulder and answered, "I told you no last night, but maybe later or Sunday or next weekend, that may teach you a lesson about cumming without permission" he spit out then headed to the PC to do some work. "As for going to the store with you, YES" and he continued his work set up. He had made me so needy for his cock I thought and not getting it from him made me even more needy. My dick throbbed at the thought of his control, his denial, his CONTROL.........
Then I set of for the property `meeting' with Juan and Rodrigo. The small retail center had in fact been the setting for one of our intense orgies last year. A small gym tenant had moved out and they had anchored several big workout machines in the concrete floor that needed to be patched. It was just the two brothers instead of their crew, who came to set the patches. The job would only take about 3 hours but the patches needed to cure for about 3 days before laying carpet for the new tenant. It was Summer, they wore sleeveless Ts and baggy khaki work pants that sagged low on their hips. Both had furry patches at the small of their backs as they bent and worked at the floor repairs. Juan's extra furry chest bristled as the T rode up and down and when he reached overhead, the T revealed his ample hairy stomach and top of his pubes that I knew so well. Rodrigo was not as hairy, but had the same dense treasure trail that led to his matte of pubes. The khaki workpants were soft against the bulges both men teased me with, and knew exactly what they were doing to me. Their work done, they stretched some, opened their coolers, pulled out Mexican "cokes" and offered me one as well. I declined, then emboldened "not really what I want to drink right now" I remarked. The two brothers looked at each other, grinned then laughed out loud, raised their Mexican "cokes" to toast each other and stood up. The windows of the suite were tinted dark, but even so, passersby might be able to see inside I thought. I made sure the doors were locked then led them to the men's shower room of the gym. They faced each other, I kneeled between them and rubbed my face against their sweaty crotches. Both dicks responded and throbbed. "Si, Si Senor Brad, get ready to suck us" Juan directed. Rodrigo's hands shoved my face at his brother's crotch and rubbed my face hard against the growing cock restrained by the khaki workpants. "Get it out" Juan spoke with authority. I did, and as soon as I unzipped his fly, the thick bulge pressed his boxer's fly apart and his thickly hooded dick poked out for service. Gripping the base, I skinned his hood back and lapped his salty dickhead; glancing up in admiration and appreciation, as he began my face fuck. His dense pubes were straining to get out as I fished open his belt, worked the khakis down and then freed his dick from the boxer's fly and was able to deep throat the massive Cuban prod. Rodrigo egged me on, talking to me, telling me how he knew his brother liked my head jobs and what a great cocksucker they had in me. They both knew I couldn't suck them enough and I needed their cum every day. I moaned agreement as Juan replaced Rodrigo's hands on the back of my head and intensified his skull fucking. The two brothers spoke to each in Spanish as I gave up my throat to Juan's intense pounding. My face was scrubbed by his raspy, salty pubes. Juan let out one AYEEEEEEEE then blew his nut down my throat, while holding my head in place to take his semen deep as he could jab it. His orgasm expression echoed in the empty tiled shower. No sooner did he finish than Rodrigo had his dick out, stroking the back of my head as I swallowed the last of Juan's cum. This time it was Juan who guided my head to his younger brother and forced my head down to the exposed crotch. Rodrigo's cock arched to the left and downward, unlike Juan's which was straight out when hard. Rodrigo took hold of my head and fed his dick down my throat, slightly cocking my head sideways to feed my throat tube. He too had hammered my face so many times by that meeting that I knew their hot spots and gently massaged his heavy sack to foster his cum. His lng dicking my throat made me crave them even more and in no time, Rodrigo whistled aloud and held my head down in his crotch feeding me his thick cumload. When he finished, he tiled my head back a bit, then slowly pulled his cock from my throat. I was gasping for air but didn't want to release that dick from my throat. The mixed cum and throat slime was intoxicating. They dressed, packed up their tools and coolers, waved and said they'd see me later; then left me savoring their face fucks and NEEDING MORE....
I played that scene over so many times in the subsequent months and was hoping for a repeat as I drove to the same northside property. Would, they be receptive I wondered?