PLAY WITH THE GUYS By Mike Austin
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Monday was a new week of job challenges for the trio. Scopes of Work (SOW) got amended to add new tasks which was always a welcomed perk. This Friday was payday. Don and Chris made their respective payrolls, generated checks Thursday to hand out to the crews Friday morning. Chris was happy to get Dick his first paycheck AND a little bonus thanking him for his input on the SOW pricing ideas. Dick beamed when he opened his check and read the bonus note, shook Chris and Don's hands and wanted to give them hugs too, but that would come later. The long day wore into the afternoon. At quitting time, the three piled in the truck for the ride home. They talked about the day, remarked on the hot driver and helper that delivered aluminum to the jobsite, both Don and Dick would have done them in the job trailer given half a chance. They laughed as they pulled into FAST FOODS for supper. The usual Friday after work crowd was there but the waiting line moved fast and in a flash their orders were placed and they found a table near the patio for the view, but wanted to stay inside for the cool air. The wait time for the orders to be ready was longer than usual and several of the assembled after work hunks from the patio passed the guys' table getting refills and fresh orders of appetizers. They worked for a local electric firm and it must have been one of their birthdays as there was a cake at the ready for fun. A top-stacked blonde bimbo made her way with a knife, cut a slice and fed it to the birthday boy who looked all of MAYBE 21. He flushed red as the blonde stuffed his face with birthday cake then backed off and rubbed up and down his chest and abs then gave a quick swat to his very round fine ass; before heading back inside. While not as notorious as the Hooter's chain, FAST FOODS was a place the working class guys could eat, drink and be merry and in Don's single days, had been a source for straight dick in the parking lot. The eye candy was everywhere and both subs were growing increasingly needy especially after being cock caged for almost 2 weeks.
Dick's cell went off as they were eating. It was Tim and Dick answered told him they were eating and he'd call back. As they left the place, the blonde came up, rubbed Chris' arm and chest and thanked him for CUMMING, she winked. They piled in the truck and continued their way home. "Don't forget to phone Tim" Chris reminded Dick. "I'll do it when we get home" there was that special word again, Dick replied. He wondered how Tim might react to the living situation AND whether Chris and Don would extend the offer to Tim as well? Inside, showered and wrapping up the day, Dick phoned Tim, reported that he'd wire more funds Saturday and that he had another side for Jenkins at the apt bldg. and assured Tim to hold on just another 2 weeks and he could get him over here. Chris had overheard the call and wondered what Tim was doing that he couldn't make it on his own and relied on Dick's funding to live. He wondered if drugs were in play there and what that might mean if Tim moved here? He'd have no drugs or dealing going on under his roof or near it.
Saturday rolled around after a night of Chris summarily fucking both subs and forced their orgasms from the intense drilling. Dick headed to the apt bldg. to begin the painting job while Chris and Don were a bit lazy and Chris got one of Don's amazing blow jobs and deep throating. He blasted his morning cumload straight down Don's throat, pumping his neck full of sperm. The cumjunky sub gulped and swallowed every ounce. They showered dressed and headed out on their errands. Dick got started at 7 and by 8 a.m. had pressure washed the bldg. and gotten off all the flaky paint. In the morning heat, the bldg. surfaces soon dried and were ready for paint. There was only one wall with a 4' door and the other three sides were solid aluminum siding, 14' x 9' each, plus the trim. He began with the side having the door and got it and all the top trim on the 4 sides done by 10, then took a break and did the lower trim on the door wall then the other three walls. He figured that way the door wall would have plenty of time to dry before putting away any surplus tools, left over paint, etc at end of day. It was noon and he needed to stop. Again Jenkins had hot dogs for lunch, which Dick accepted with gratitude. The man had been good to him and was a good landlord too and this side work was sure appreciated. As soon as he'd downed 2 hot dogs and bags of chips followed by a large drink of sweet tea, he was back at the painting. By 2 he'd covered the other 3 walls with a 1st coat and the day's heat was really drying that 1st coat so he could begin the 2nd coat, which he knew would cover easier and faster. It was 3:30 when it was all done. Jenkins came out to inspect, heaped on thanks and appreciation for a good job and paid Dick in cash again. He offered future work as jobs developed and Dick urged him to call anytime. Dick had plenty of time to get to WM and get his funds transfer to Tim done. On his way home he phoned Tim the confirmation pick-up number, they visited a bit and he asked if things were ok and whether he still wanted to relo, which got an affirmative from Tim? Dick made the rest of the drive home in silence, figured he still had time to edge the back yard and maybe police it for limbs etc, then mow again Sunday both front and back yards, edge and pick up debris. It would make for a long Sunday but this was his contribution and with Fall here, the lawn would soon begin slowing growth with the weather change. He figured he could soon mow every other week. As he came in the back door, he heard Don's loud moans coming from the hallway. He knew they were fucking and retreated out the door without giving away his presence. He began trimming the back yard shrubs to maintain quiet, then hit the front yard shrubbery, bagged the debris and figured by now they were "done" and he could mow without being a disturbance. He fired up the Weedeater and made a run around the back yard before getting the mower going and made pretty fast work of that task. By this time it was dusk and he was ready to clean up, eat and unwind from a busy non-stop week. Don greeted him with a grin and ass wiggle, then handed over a huge tumbler of sweet tea. Dick stood in the breezeway sipping down the icy drink and again got surprised as Chris had sneaked out the patio doors, turned on the hose bib and was showering his with the hose. Chris directed the hose stream at Dick's ass and got the requisite wiggle Don had given him earlier. The three laughed, then Dick headed inside, stripped down in the utility room and would do wash with his other stuff from the week later. He emerged from the shower, relaxed and squeaky clean. His dick throbbed from the hose stream outside and wondered if he could get a hard dickin from Chris later or if he was done after screwing Don's lights out? It didn't take long to find out. Supper was brisket, potato salad, green bean salad and cole slaw, all refreshingly cool foods with ice cream for dessert and of course, sweet tea. The three men sat naked feasting on the varied menu, stretched and Don cleaned up the kitchen with Dick's help while Chris busied himself selecting their evening porn vid to follow the PBS Brit sit-coms they all enjoyed. They watched captain Peacock in his imperious demeanor, Mrs. Slocum chatter about her pussy, Hyacinth go on about an upcoming Candlelight Supper and Rose carry-on about the latest husband she was screwing, the hunky vicar was ever present, then they took in a double episode of "Vicious" before flicking to the porn vid du jour.
Chris changed the selector to video from tv and the porn vid was already on screen though paused. The pair of tops had their bottoms I a doggy position, showing off the doggy tail dildos, and were using virbrators on the subs' balls. The bottom pair were humping their hard dicks as each top worked their bags full of building sperm. The doggy tails were tuned up as happy eager pups prevailed. They pleaded for more and the tops delivered. Soon the tops were skullfucking their charges and the subs gulped and moaned in heat. As each top slammed his dick down his sub's throat, the gurgle and stream of slick spit drooled from their mouth. Each top reached over the sub, pulled his glutes apart, worked the doggy tail dildo and pumped it as the sub continued deepthroating the top's dick. Again the vibrators were applied to each sub's nuts and louder moans emitted. The subs tried to shield their balls from the device by trying to clamp their knees together but to no avail. The first top pulled from his sub's mouth, spanked the glutes red hot then proceeded to fuck it. Long hard thrusts driving in then pulling out all the way then back deep. He reached forward, locked his forearm under the sub's neck and tugged back, forcing the sub's spine to arch in form and shove his ass back, being filled with real hard dick vs the doggy tail dildo. The relentless fuck went on as the other top continued face fucking his own sub. By this time both of Chris' subs were on the floor on their knees, sucking his dick and balls. As the intensity built on the vid, so did it in the den. It was Dick's turn to be fucked now, Don having already been bred. With Chris standing, he pulled Don aside, repositioned Dick on all 4s then lubed him, fingered him, probed him and then shoved deeply in the eager gaping blonde hole. Dick's hole clamped tightly on Chris' huge dick and maintained the hold on the hard topman throughout the fuck. His ached for release and as Chris' pace and intensity increased Dick felt his orgasm building to the max. Suddenly Dick burst out, screaming "please sir let me cum" and Chris's reply "do it boy" and then felt Dicks' ass throbbing and knew he was cumming from his caged soft dick. In a few added pumps, Chris too shot Dick's ass full of his load. Both men were panting, as Chris led Don's face to Dick's crotch and told him to "clean him up".
They slept soundly that night. Chris flanked by his pair of subs as should be. Both boys were dog tired and Dick would be up early getting the front yard done, perhaps before breakfast. He thrived on eating with the guys and filled that other need beside a "home", a "family". Dick woke before either of the other two, dressed and finished his trimming before getting the mower started too early. In no time he'd finished and the lawn looked so great and manicured to a fine finish. He retuned inside, grabbed a shower and met them for a late breakfast, tailored to his lawn schedule. They had pancakes, bacon and eggs with OJ and coffee. Dick admitted to Chris that the fuck had been great and "gave a new meaning to road hard and put up wet." The trio laughed. Unknown to Dick, Don and Chris had speculated about Tim and why the delay in him coming here and also why he continued needing funds. Chris expressed a concern about drugs and what that would do to their future as a trio or as a family'. How would he raise the matter with Dick, Chris posed? When was the right time for this discussion? Don countered, "well no time like the present." Chris asked for a house conference and Dick looked a bit bewildered at Don and then Chris, and shrugged agreement. They sat at the kitchen counter with glasses of tea and the ever present yellow pad. Dick was concerned that he'd crossed a line or offended one or both and sat pensively waiting for Chris to begin. Chris jotted three items on the list; work/finances, sex life, family, rotated the pad to Dick and began. "Buddy, we're all in this together and hope you know I'm/we're straight shooters and call it like it is." Dick nodded agreement and grew more tense. Chris continued, "these items cover most all that we're about and I want you to know that whatever the decisions made today and in the near term, your work is outstanding and you can count on us having a long ride together professionally and with that the finances will only improve for you and us as a team. There may be some shortfall between jobs, but our collective cash flow for several years has been stable and we've made a good life together, you should breathe easy that the same will happen for you." Dick looked a bit relieved and thanked the guys again. "Any questions about work or finances" Chris asked. Dick shook his head no and Chris added "the sex has been terrific for both me and Don and agree you are a great fit for our family' and hope you'll continue on in your role around here for a long time to come". Don and Chris saw the visible evidence of relief fill Dick's face. Don jumped in with "You have any needs that aren't being met or scenes you'd like to pursue that will enrich your/our lives together, just bring them up at will and we'll try em on for size." Chris then moved to family' and leveling with Dick went straight to the issue, "I and we are concerned about Tim, your relationship, his cash needs, fear of drugs or worse, reluctance to relocate here, etc Etc ETC" then sat back in the barstool waiting for Dick to explain. "Whew" Dick exclaimed and sat forward for emphasis and began explaining Tim's status; "Tim and I cared for the folks and took time off over the years each week to deal with their needs and trips to the doctors, hospitals and such right up to the end. We had a pretty good landscaping gig that kept our heads above water and working together, could offset the time away being the caregiver roles, as was needed, without having to lose time and pay at work. I knew or felt I could make a better life by relocating back here after the folks died, but things happened that made that seem impossible. After the folks passed, our jobs sort of slowed down and then there was the accident and Tim was T-boned coming home from work one day and broke both legs and his left arm. The other driver had no insurance nor did we, so after the multiple surgeries we were fucked and I alone was able to work, but as I said, jobs were scarce in Alabama at the time, or they were too big for me to handle alone. I scrimped and assembled some cash funds that kept Tim able to live there until I could get re-established here and the plan was for me to relo him here and he could do more bookwork while I did the labor. At least that was the work plan. Well during this entire time of care giving and after the accident, my need to serve kicked into overdrive and soon I was Tim's sub and breadwinner. The funds were dwindling, our life roles were growing more intense and the tension ramped ever higher. So when I got over here and got some work and cash flow going, the tension eased but his need for pain meds for his legs was an ongoing cash funnel. Let me be clear he is not a druggy.........and tries each day to do some work from home, stuffing envelopes and such but the funds are still way to meager to live on. So now you know why I send money back and am so frigging eager to get him over here. Don't get me wrong, I love what we three do together but A) he's my brother, B) he's my lover and C) he's my top." The three stared in silence. Don reached for Dick's hand, gripped it, then Chris stood and took Dick in his arms and hugged him squarely. Chris whispered, "we're there for you AND Tim", then went on "can he get his stuff packed alone or does he need or have any help doing so there and can we get over there with a trailer, get it loaded and back in a weekend?" Tears filled Don and Dick's eyes as he nodded yes. The few remaining furniture items were all left from the family place and filled with memories growing up, Chris and Don learned. The apt rent was paid for the month, but he needed to get Tim's food the next week. Don got the zip code went online and found a food delivery service then discussed Tim's food needs with Dick, placed the order and paid for it within half an hour with delivery set for the next day. Dick cried openly, eased up then phoned Tim with the news. Tim asked to speak with Chris who listened as Tim spoke "You will NEVER know what this means to us" then he too broke down in tears. Chris' eyes watered and handed the phone back to Dick for them to end their call, and he left the room for the back yard. Don came outside to join his partner and both hugged silently. It had been a long talk after breakfast that cleared the air, opened new meanings and relationships and new family dimensions. After Don placed the food order he pulled up the travel calculator from here to Montgomery, AL and learned it was a 9+ hour trip especially hauling the trailer and would be a longer run back once the trailer was loaded. The upside was that the three of them could rotate driving so no one would get worn out and they could make it even after a Friday workday. They would make plans to leave work early one Friday, make the drive overnight, get up Saturday morning, load up clean the apt and head back home arriving by late Saturday night, unload Sunday and get settled in. Chris urged Dick relay the plan to Tim, have him advise the apt mgr of the planned vacancy and move out then get Tim engaged on packing what he could and getting his bank and mail address and forwarding to Chris' house, giving ample time to get that process underway. They were starting a new phase of work this week so the soonest they could break away would be the following weekend, that Friday another payday, the 16th. Fuck the remaining two weeks of paid rent if they didn't get it back, it was good to be rid of the entire Alabama situation and get Dick and Tim reunited and safe. Monday, Chris would inform their job contact that on Friday the 16th, they'd be taking off about 2pm, for another location, but would be available by cell until quitting time at 4 if he needed anything. The long talk and plans had exhausted the three guys and it was now after 1 and all were hungry again. Nothing was cooked, so they agreed on a diner and headed to Kelley's and their great fried shrimp dinner. Dick noted as they were eating, "Tim loves fried shrimp and we must eat here when he is settled in." They returned home and grabbed a long nap. Later that Sunday night, Chris unlocked both his subs and watched them play like pups before being directed to 69 to orgasm. Both subs made it last for an hour as Chris stroked his thick cock, inspired by the pair's performance. His own cumload was huge and the sub lapped him clean. They slept through until 5 a.m.