PLAY WITH THE GUYS By Mike Austin
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The drive to work early was delayed by unusual traffic volume. They arrived only about 6:45, only 15 minutes before start time. Chris phoned the sub-contractors and relayed his plan for the 16th, then phoned his job contact and cleared it with him. The day was busy as they began the amended SOW. At lunch, Dick phoned Tim with a few more details and got confirmation of the food delivery and passed along Tim's thanks to Don. That week flew by and soon the usual weekend scenario played out, but not before both subs were locked again in their cock cages. Chris wanted to ensure Dick arrived as horny as possible for his brother. Thursday the 15th, Don and Chris ran checks made plans to deliver them to the crews on Friday morning the 16th, make final arrangements, then informed their job contact they were on the way out and hit the road by 2:45, having stopped at the shop en route out of town, to hook up the 10' trailer. The truck and their few personal items were ready and they'd not be there longer than 30 hours so no need to pack lots of clothes. They'd gotten an early start on outbound traffic and that played to their advantage, also making it through several other towns and cities on the interstate and through their respective Friday night traffic that could delay them further. They arrived at the Montgomery, AL apt at 12:30, not too much longer than planned, but they'd stopped to eat once. Tim was awake and greeted the guys in his walker. Dick and he hugged for the longest time, to the point that Don and Chris grew a bit embarrassed and felt awkward. It had been a long day and the sleeping arrangements were meager, there being only 2 twin beds, one night stand and chest of drawers that had been the boys when growing up, a small bistro table and 2 chairs, on which sat the laptop Tim used for work, a loveseat that opened to a double bed, coffee table and 2 end tables, 2 table lamps, a few pictures and boxes that were already packed. The guys settled in, Tim again thanked Chris and Don for "EVERYTHING they were doing for them" shook their hands again then made his way to the bedroom. Dick followed and the guys settled onto the sofa bed for some ZZZZs.
Saturday morning, the packing not already done was addressed with vigor. Don and Dick made quick work of the remaining kitchen cabinets and Tim wrapped up the few bathroom items. He'd already packed the chest, night stand, clothes and linens in boxes or storage bins. Chris could see how difficult getting around was for Tim as he struggled with balance and stamina issues, and knew that the packing he'd done must have been overwhelming; but he did it. There weren't many food items left, so Don offered to grab lunch giving he and Dick a chance to get away and let the guys bond some. They returned in about 20 minutes with burgers, fries and drinks. All ate ravenously then began loading the trailer. Once done, they focused on cleanup with the goal of turning over the keys to the mgr while the office was still open. By 2 pm they were loaded, the apt cleaned, keys returned and they were pulling away from the Montgomery, AL apt that had been so much a part of their lives these past few years. The mgr assured Tim that the apt looked great and was very clean and should have no problem getting the deposit refunded. Chris took the opportunity to pull her aside and ask that given his health conditions, might there be any way of getting part of the month's rent back? She understood and would ask but doubted it, was her sentiment. Chris thanked her for at least trying, then went their separate ways. He had zero faith in her efforts. They'd have 5+ hours of daylight driving, at least 4+ of night time, and with the trailer and plus pit stops and food drive-thrus and given Tim's mobility, any stop for him would take longer, so figured they'd add another hour or so making it almost a 12 hour return trip. All were tired from the apt work and trailer, but settled into a good ride back home. The first stop came about 4 hours into the drive as they pulled off the interstate in Biloxi, MS for a pit stop and drinks, leg stretch and about an hour off road, and Dick took over the driving from Chris. The drive to Lafayette, LA was another 3.5 hours and a pit stop, a 45 minute off road stop and driver change to Don, who would take them the rest of the way home. In 3.5 hours they were pulling into the driveway. Noone had the energy to unpack more than meds and personal effects and neither Chris nor Don feared leaving the stuff on the trailer overnight. The 12+ hour trip had gone well but was an exhausting weekend and it wasn't yet over. For the first time in months Tim and Dick slept together in a comfortable bed, bigger than a twin bed and in their new home. The guys slept in the guest room as Don and Chris settled into their own Cali King, they'd been sharing with Dick these past several weeks. It seemed odd but right. Everyone slept deeply that night. Sunday morning, Chris woke, got the coffee going while Don and he thought Tim and Dick remained asleep, but passing their bedroom door, heard the sounds of Tim giving orders on cocksucking and how long it had been since Dick's mouth was used and that his dick was locked up for a reason and would remain so; then as Chris stood outside the door he heard Tim flood Dick's mouth with cum and moan loudly as he shot off. Chris made his way back to bed and left the others to their own wake up mode. Don stirred as Chris crawled back in bed, then Don slipped below the sheets and gave Chris his wake up blow job. It would be another hour before the 4 stirred up and were in the kitchen, each pair oblivious to the other's morning rituals. Don and Dick made breakfast pancakes and bacon as Tim and Chris renewed a conversation they'd been having en route home about business matters. Once breakfast was done, Don and Dick rearranged the overflow room a bit more and Don pressed Dick about the twin bed mattresses and box springs. They were 30 years old and had no support and might be better left at a used furniture pick-up than stowed in this room, upright. Dick agreed and asked if they could just load them in his truck and he'd dispose of them later; but the head and footboards he wanted to keep along with the other furniture and just work it into the overflow room or the guest bedroom for the time being? Don understood this was very sensitive and emotional for Dick and didn't want to push any further. Chris joined the other two and finished the trailer unloading and staging in the overflow room and the house. The bistro table and chairs were set-up in the guest room so that if Tim wasn't able to get out to the rest of the house, he'd have a stable surface for his laptop or to eat on. The last items off the trailer were the mattresses and box springs, which got loaded in Tim's truck for disposal sometime later that day or Monday. By the time all was unloaded and stowed, it was approaching lunch time. None of the guys had cleaned up from the trip and while there were grab bars installed in the guest bathroom, it was still a step in tub, a challenge for Tim so Chris urged Dick to help his brother clean up in the master bath, which had almost a walk-in gang shower, much easier for Tim to navigate. While doing so, Don and Chris went off to get fried shrimp dinners from Kelley's as a welcome home treat for both Tim and Dick. Their meal choice was a huge success.
Chris recapped their usual tv shows Saturday and Sunday nights and learned that Tim shared many of the same viewing choices. The rest of Sunday was time for laundry and make ready for Monday work and getting Tim oriented to the house and such. Chris and Don crashed about 10, leaving Tim and Dick watching a few re-runs of Hogan's Heroes before crashing themselves about 11. Monday arrived way earlier than anyone expected and the drive to the jobsite was quiet, until Don remarked about how hard it had been for Dick to trash the bedding. Chris just nodded agreement and they arrived at work at their usual time. Dick arrived about 20 minutes later, having dropped off the bedding at some location.
Tim had tried to make a meal for supper and had made a great start of spaghetti and meat sauce, finding the ground chuck in the freezer and adding diced tomatoes and seasonings to make the sauce more or less from scratch. He didn't know the guys' likes so his seasonings were pretty bland, but the gesture was spot on great. He found the bag salad and had brought two loaves of French bread with him and would make garlic bread. The salad, spaghetti and bread would have to do and in fact, wore Tim out. When the guys got home, they raved about his efforts and in the process of eating, only slightly seasoned the meal. Dick and Don did KP duty while Chris worked on the computer and Tim watched a game show. The four settled into the den to watch Star Trek show series, before calling it a night.
Dick was so relieved to have Tim there. He knew his life was complete again. He had the same urges to please as back in those days in Alabama when he would beg to suck Tim's long bigheaded dick hard and then beg to be fucked, once he had Tim's cock, rock hard. Tim had even added a neighbor from the complex to their sex scene; a rugged bi guy utility vendor who trashed Dick and would double fuck the sub with Tim. dick had craved getting Max's dick and paid for it when he could before times got tight. Max was always a great fuck Dick recalled, a real power pounding top. Tim had been that at one time, but no more; but still he was Dick's top, his lover and brother. He would try never to disappoint him again and love him forever. That night after Tim got off, he told Dick to ride the big dildo on the floor until he shot off hands-free. Tim did as directed, lubed his hole, hauled the 12" black thick dildo from the packing box, secured the suction base to the hard floor and began riding it with gusto. His sub dick remained snug within the cock cage as his balls hung low from the bottom ring. Tim leaned forward off the bed, pulled out the tit clamps with the teeth and no rubber tips, told Dick to ride down and stay down as the dildo bored up into his guts. Tim attached both clamps to Dick's nips and as they gnawed into the tender tit flesh, he winced and thanked his Alpha for the use. Tim nodded, Dick resumed riding the large dildo until he felt the rush of orgasm fill his caged dick and seep out of the constrained dick slit and run down his low hanging scrotum. Tim demanded he clean up his mess and eat his own cum, which Dick gladly performed. Dick was relieved of so much stress and slept so soundly, only waking once to blow his Alpha as needed. Chris and Don slept the entire night in each other's arms.
The work week advanced as usual. The original SOW was completed and now the additional items were underway. Some of the former sub-contractors weren't involved with this new portion of work. Dick had grown close to one guy, Terry, a high-school footballer who then played for a Junior College team before he landed the job with the water district. Dick had cruised Terry off and on for weeks and once followed him into a restroom at McDonalds to catch a glimpse of the cock, Dick just knew hung between his thighs. Pissing next to Terry was intimidating, though Dick wasn't shy about his own dick size, Terry's was mammoth by comparison and Dick glanced over as Terry gladly showed off his prize meat. Terry made no comment or slam just hauled back, zipped up and washed his lands before leaving. Dick was weak-kneed. One Saturday after Tim was settled in, Jenkins had arranged for Dick to paint the poles on the carports and he'd estimated about 3+ Saturdays for the work to be completed. Jenkins posted the schedule to the impacted tenants each Friday and asked them to not park overnight to give Dick clearance to work and not risk paint getting on the tenants cars. One guy pulled into a parking space and started to get out of his car just as Dick was getting ready to start the poles in the next parking space. Dick mentioned the painting project and the black owner of the car told Dick to fuck-off then went into the 1st floor apt directly opposite the parking space. Dick phoned Jenkins to report the issue and ask what he wanted done about the poles. Jenkins directed him to skip that parking spot and just come back to it later. The guy came out in Spandex running shorts showing a huge horse dick. Dick noted it and the guy noted Dick's cruise, then grinned and grabbed his crotch before heading off on his run. Dick was still painting when the guy returned, stared at Dick, tugged off his t-shirt, showed his fine pecs and abs, grabbed his crotch and went in his apt. Dick was really excited and wanted to suck the guy off so badly but stayed focused on his painting. Just before finishing that day, the guy left his apt. Dick painted the pair of poles on either side of his parking space and left. If he got paint on his car or his clothes when he returned, fuck the prick for being such an ass and a prick tease, Dick reasoned. That night, back home he'd really begged for Tim's dick and finally got it. That same day, Don and Chris had joined Tim, watching a hot BDSM porn flick while Dick was working the side job. Both guys felt guilty, but did enjoy the fuck flick. They wondered why Tim watched porn while Dick was at work, but both felt it wasn't their dynamic so whatever works for the two of them is fine. Don broke off the vid viewing and got laundry going and started some Asian stir fry with chicken for supper. Chris joined in the prep and got the table settings ready for Dick's arrival, knowing he'd be hungry after a full day and likely only having hot dogs for lunch. All was ready and they ate as soon as Dick got his quick shower. Tim and Dick cleaned up the kitchen, well mostly Dick. Tim filled leftover containers then rinsed dishes and such as Dick loaded the dishwasher and cleaned off the counter and stovetop. Tim was hurting and went to bed, leaving Chris, Don and Dick to watch Saturday night sit-coms they all looked forward to. Don toyed with Dick's nips, cranked them a bit and Dick smiled devilishly, but didn't withdraw. Chris smacked Don's hand and made a tsk tsk sound and shook his head no. Don withdrew his hand and placed it in Chris' crotch giving a gentle squeeze. All three giggled boyishly. Chris went to bed about 11 and left the boys to watch PBS or porn, he didn't really care.
Sunday morning Dick got his yard chores underway, broke for breakfast then resumed his yard work which lasted until noon. Tim was still hurting when Dick woke, so much so that he declined Dick's cock begging and shooed him off to his yard work. Dick was rejected but grew focused on his work and put Tim's decline behind him. Sweating from work, Dick ate breakfast on the patio. Don and Chris joined him as the day was still cooler though warming up, but at least had lower humidity than a week earlier. Don took Dick's plate and the yard stud resumed his assigned duties. Chris sipped coffee watching Dick at work; his torso movement and muscles that arched up as he walked behind the mower. He wondered about their future with Tim, Dick and them and as quickly flashed on his own boys' offer for coffee refill. Nodding yes he looked up at his boy, stroked Don's crotch squeezed it and caressed his ass through his shorts. "That is one fine piece of tail you got there, boy" Chris acknowledged, then added "and sure am glad it's all mine." Don sat and they finished another cup of coffee together before Don began his cleaning chores. They asked for a list of grocery or household items from each Dick and Tim and had the guys' respective lists as they prepared to hit the store. They'd be fixing grilled chicken for supper and assorted veggie kabobs, salad and as Monday was Tim's birthday, they'd have cake and ice cream for dessert. They'd grill enough chicken pieces for at least 2 or 3 meals to help with meal prep. Chris had wondered about a gift, but Don had squashed that idea as they were giving an ongoing gift to the enigma of a man that is Tim. Their token gift was the cake and ice cream. Dick had found a handsome small turquoise and silver badge on a piece of spun rawhide as a necklace. He knew that Tim loved turquoise and this was a handsome though simple piece of jewelry. He'd wrapped it in a simple mylar sheet of paper and tied it with a blue string. Tim got two cards, one from Dick and the other, a joint card from Don and Chris. The meal was amazing and Tim raved about the cake and necklace. It was the most excitement Tim had demonstrated since arriving. They watched a great PBS murder mystery then all went to beD early. The work week ahead would be a rough one for the three guys.