EDGEWATER DR by Mike Austin
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VIII.
I arrived about 15 minutes early and there was their same older F-150 and short flat-bed trailer and job boxes. As I pulled in next to them, both guys got out to greet me, as I did them. Rodrigo open his arms wide, in a mock questioning move of where's the work? I started laughing, he glanced around to ensure no one could see, grabbed his crotch and offered, "acqui (here)" and grinned, then both fell over laughing. I told them the repairs were in the back parking lot where the dumpster truck is doing a number on the pavement. We drove around to the back and both guys assessed the damage and said they could cut it out and repair it, but it would take a week for the new pavement to cure and the dumpster truck couldn't get on it for at least a week. If I wanted to do it, I'd have to alert the trash people and get them to relo the dumpster and fill them in on the status. I called right then and relayed the plan and told my 2 guys we could roll the dumpster out of the gated area as it was on rollers and had just been emptied that morning so had no load in it. Juan agreed, kicked off the roller brakes and the two studs worked the dumpster from the enclosure and rolled it aside so they could get an area to begin the cut out. I asked where they were staying, it was nearby and offered to pay their weeks rooming if we could work out "a deal"? I grinned, they agreed and we headed to the small motel and their room. I was so fucking horny for these two studs and once the door shut, was immediately on my knees hauling their dicks out for service. Juan's huge balls almost flopped down when I dropped his boxers. He steered my face to his crotch like a laser and filled my mouth with his hairy balls. I sucked them and drew them as deep in my mouth as possible. Rodrigo stripped in an instant it seemed and was jacking on the top of my head. His pumping rhythm was hypnotic but drew me into a similar suck motion on his older brother's cock. Juan reached for my nips and down my shirt and cranked the left one he recalled was the most sensitive. They bantered back and forth in Spanish about me. I got just enough to know they wanted to screw me. I came off the big dick and told them I wanted it but not today. Right now I just needed to blow their dicks and feel them pump their cum down my throat. I'd figure out the fuck session another time. In no time I was on my back, head off the edge of the bed, Juan's dick fucking my throat, gripping my neck feeling his dick there and picking up speed. No sooner did he shoot down my throat than Rodrigo fed his meat in the slot and throat-fucked me fast. I could hardly breathe and was about to press the stud with the downward curve back a bit and he shot his nut. I gulped like the cum-thirsty fag I am!!!!! Both guys were still panting as they stood back. The air conditioner fan in the small motel room was roaring for all it was worth. It was the sole sound when our collective breathing slowed. The two brothers high-fived each other, punched my shoulders, flagged their softening dicks over my face, "gracias, Garcias, GRACIAS" greetings to me. I sat up, was starry eyed and dizzy from hanging my head backwards and from the face fucking. I asked about the room rate and they gave me the amount- $180; then reached into my wallet and pulled out 2 $100 bills and handed it to them. That should cover for the week then. I want to come back for more as I licked both their dicks. I knew I'd need a shower before going back home and took one there, redressed and ran another couple of errands as the guys prepared to go back and begin the project at the property. Their cum made me want, Need, CRAVE Jack and Miguel's even more now; and then there was Ben's...........................................
After the shower and clean-up, I killed time to let my hair dry and called Jack to ask about a late lunch. He said that he and Ben had leftovers and to fend for myself. I told him when I'd be back and we could go grocery shopping. He sounded excited to be getting out of the house. I made my way home, collected the list and Jack, asked Ben if he wanted anything else and/or wanted to join us and got declines on both points, so we headed to HEB for food and staples. On the drive, we had some casual discussion about Ben, the family and the yard project; got a good parking spot and went in, wrapped that task up, headed home and put everything away. Ben was stretched out on a chaise getting some sun. Jack turned to me, "you wanna suck his dick don't you" he asked? I nodded yes and walked away.
My cell rang, it was Joyce, my sister. She was asking about Ben and had he talked to me about why he needed to get away from home? I asked "NEEDED" to clarify? She went on to relate that "something happened between he and Brandon that caused a family stir and for whatever reason, Ben needed to get away and went to you". I admitted to knowing nothing more than he wanted to get experience with the business and properties, which was true and then I replayed some comments Ben had made in the background, though didn't admit to her. She of course wanted to know anything I found out, being the family news station...........
I poured a glass of wine, went to my office, sat down and replayed some comments; last Summer, Ben and Brandon, Megan, "the fags across the street", Jeannie, his ease with Jack, there'd been his high school buddy Tom that he was joined at the hip with it seemed and then suddenly Tom was persona non grata. I wondered what all this added up to? Should I call my brother Peter for info? I decided to hold off for now and let Ben open up, if he would. In the meantime I flashed back to his dick in the shower when he was 16 and thought I'd go crazy, having swallowed Juan and Rodrigo, needing Jack and Miguel I was in a cock-crazed frenzy it seemed!!! Jack came to the office, knocked, saw my quandary and settled into the chair across the desk; "are you ok; we ok; work ok" paused and asked if something was going on within the family that he couldn't talk about? My focus returned, I thanked him for his concern and acknowledged something WAS going on, but didn't know exactly what it was or how to learn the source. "I know you need to suck my dick and that has you worked up, but there's more than my meat on your mind", he said flatly. In fact I did need his dick and even getting the two this afternoon had not quenched that craving. What was this reality; this new dynamic? Jack stood and suggested he get some burgers together and we do a cookout and to alert Ben to the plan while he got stuff together. I did as suggested, approached Ben, his long legs splayed on either side of the chaise, leading my eyes to focus on the V of his crotch and asked, "we're planning on grilled burgers and fries for supper, you want to join or got any plans for going out later"? Ben looked up, squinted, shifted his legs together and stood, then remarked he thought he'd hit the Water Street and see if Megan wanted to connect after she got off or not, that "he'd not fucked in 2 weeks, was horny and shower jackin wasn't' doin the job". I thought I'd collapse at the image of him jackin in the shower but maintained and walked away, adding "your call, you got the invitation, lemme know if you're coming back here though with Megan or anyone else". Stepping inside the cool of the house, I stood against the wall and felt my dick hard and aching from Ben's image. He came in soon after and asked if I was ok and I nodded yes, he passed me and headed upstairs. I went to the kitchen and updated Jack, then sat at the bar re-running events in my head. I glanced up at Jack's butt and wanted to eat him right there while Ben was in the shower.
Ben bounded downstairs, I reminded him not to drive drunk and remember to call if he's bringing anyone home. He agreed, picked up a couple of fries that were done, bid Jack g'night, waved and disappeared out the door. Jack and I assembled our burgers and fries then sat at the bar talking crap it seemed. We were almost done when a car pulled in the drive, the door opened and Ben flies past up the stairs then back down, waving his wallet. Jack chuckled and suggested "he'd forget his dick if it wasn't attached", I went on to admit, "if he left his dick about, I'd definitely have to find it", and we both laughed. I cleaned up the kitchen and Jack fixed bowls of ice cream. "I know you're stressed" he said. We ate in almost total silence. Jack was right and I always knew the moves to make like in a chess game. This was different though. This was family. We finished eating, Jack headed to his place and I let him go. I couldn't explain why, not with there being no one to interrupt, why now? The cell rang. It was Jack, "come over here". I did and sucked three back-to-back loads from his awesome cock. I was delirious with satisfaction. My guy had let me suck him off. I was back in his good graces, but he couldn't learn about this afternoon. I climbed the stairs, grabbed another shower and stretched out with headsets on, playing the Moody Blues "The Threshold of a Dream" album. I had not heard the cell ringing and had drifted off to sleep. Sometime after 3 a.m. I woke to go pee and heard the increasingly loud "yes, Yes, YES BEN YES" from his room. That fucker I thought, he did not call and brought Megan or someone home, then checked my cell and found his VM. The next morning I'd need to alert Jack, I'd be up having coffee as the two fucks came downstairs. Jack and I were having coffee at the bar when Ben and Megan slipped down the stairs to join us. "I tried" he began, "I got the VM" I closed. They sipped their coffee and Megan urged Ben to take her home as "she had an early shift and need some sleep". We all chuckled. They headed out the door, he tossed a thumbs up our way and left. Jack shook his head at me then started breakfast. "He can clean up his own linens after last night" Jack remarked about Ben's room. "Well you've been getting his towels up right", I asked; "well yeah" Jack replied; "well he's been jackin off in the shower every day he admitted in the back yard, so guess you've been getting his cum towels in the process, what's the difference if it's his towels or his sheets" I raised. "Her cum" Jack snapped back and set down our breakfast plates.