The Roofers

Paul worked in a small annexe office with one other colleague. This week, however, his colleague was on holiday, which was extremely convenient as Paul had a major distraction to deal with and as a result was not getting much work done. There were a couple of workmen repairing the roof to his office, they were absolutely gorgeous and it was the middle of a heatwave so their clothing was minimal.

They had arrived on the Monday morning as Paul was about to make a start on some back filing. They introduced themselves as James and Bryan. James was mid twenties, had his blond hair cropped really short. He was clean shaven with bright blue eyes. Bryan was slightly older looking had dark hair and eyes and two day stubble. Both men had deep tans from all their outdoor work and neither had an ounce of fat on their bodies; just solid muscle. Paul's dick was half hard from the moment they arrived. The men were outside working on the roof, but would come into the office to make telephone calls, have a tea break etc. Whenever they did they would chat to Paul constantly. He would sit there watching them, unable to get up from his desk for fear that they would notice his hardon which was straining against the material of his work trousers in an attempt to break free.

For three days Paul was in absolute torment. He would have to go into the office toilet to relieve himself a couple of times a day. He started to notice that James was regularly groping himself whilst in the office, well not exactly groping himself, perhaps re-arranging himself would be a better way of describing it. Paul, however, was convinced that it was entirely innocent. On the Thursday morning, however, there was a further development. About half an hour after the guys had started to work, James came into the office. "Alright, Paul?" he asked, "You haven't got any scissors have you?". Paul got out a pair of scissors and asked James what he needed them for. "Well, I forgot to bring my shorts today, so I want to cut down these jogging bottoms." Then standing in full view of Paul he dropped his jogging bottoms. As he lifted each leg to pull them over his shoes, Paul could clearly see James' cock and balls poking out from the bottom of his boxer shorts. James sat down in front of Paul with his legs splayed wide open and set to work cutting down the jogging bottoms. Just glimpsing James' cock had caused Paul to spring a hardon.

James was chatting on about various trivial things, Paul mumbled replies. Eventually James looked up at him and asked "Everything all right Paul? You seem very distracted this morning." As he asked he suddenly noticed that Paul was not looking him in the eye. James glanced down at his own body and realised that Paul could clearly see his dick through the open fly of his boxer shorts. Paul realised that James had caught him looking and his face flushed red with embarrassment. "I see." said James, a smile spreading across his face "Spotted something you like have you?". Paul did not reply but stared down at the document in front of him on his desk. James' cock started to come to life, thickening and extending. As it got harder it poked out through the hole in his boxer shorts. He stood up facing Paul across the desk, his dick now a fully erect 8 inches. "Look at me." he demanded. Paul raised his eyes and noticed the hard on. He couldn't stop himself from licking his lips. "Want to suck it, queerboy?" said James. Paul nodded and James moved around the desk until he stood alongside Paul. "Go ahead then." said James.

Paul did not need to be asked twice. Without pausing to think about the possible consequences of someone disturbing them or what James might do afterwards, he reached out and grabbed the base of James's dick. "Stop messing about, suck it!" hissed James. Paul stuck out his tongue and ran it around the head of James' dick lapping up the drop of precum that had already formed there. He leant forward and tightened his lips around the top of the shaft just behind the head. Sucking hard on the cock he slowly slid the entire shaft into his mouth until James' balls were slapping against his chin. He worked on the cock using his throat muscles and tongue to maximise the pleasure and grabbed hold of James' balls and tugged them gently. James was moaning "Fucking brilliant. That feels so good. Yeah, suck my cock, play with my balls." James pulled his dick out of Paul's mouth and started smearing the head across his face. Paul desperately tried to get the dick back into his mouth. He wanted more. "Beg for it cocksucker." said James. "Please!" replied Paul "Please let me suck it some more. I want you to shoot your cum down my throat.".

As Bryan walked into the office, he stopped dead in his tracks. He was momentarily unable to comprehend the scene before him. There was his workmate James with his sizeable cock shoved down Paul's throat. It was obvious that they were both enjoying it immensely. Bryan felt his own dick pulse into life. Absentmindedly he started to grope himself and his cock became fully erect in his shorts. He was confused, he had never felt remotely interested in the idea of sex with men, but there was no doubt that the scene before him was turning him on. James turned his head around and spotted Bryan. Paul was so engrossed in what he was doing he had not, as yet, noticed the new arrival. "This guy is a fantastic cocksucker, Bryan." said James. Paul looked up long enough to register Bryan's obvious interest before returning to work on Paul. Bryan walked across the room pulling his dick out from his shorts and wanking it slowly. He stood right next to James and started batting his hard on againt Paul's face.

Paul took the hint and broke off from James' dick in order to pay some attention to Bryan's. As he felt Paul take the whole of his dick into his mouth, Bryan gasped out loud and he felt his knees go weak. This was an incredible sensation, not like any of the half hearted blow jobs he'd received from various girlfriends. Paul started to alternate attention on each dick in front of him. Whilst sucking on one he would stroke the dick and play with the balls of the other. He could feel that the two guys were getting close as their balls started to contract up against their bodies. As he was sucking on James' dick he let his finger run back along the crack of his arse until he found his hole. Then without warning he shoved his finger up into James' arse. James cried out aloud and started shooting his cum down Paul's throat. Paul pulled off the dick slightly so that he could taste the cum properly. Then he removed it completely from his mouth and let the last two bursts of cum splatter across his face. James pulled away quickly and disappeared into the toilet.

Paul watched him leave and then turned his attention to Bryan. "Let me rim you." he begged. Bryan looked confused. Paul started licking at his balls and then let his tongue run back between Bryan's arsecheeks. His tongue flicked against Bryan's hole. "What are you doing?!" cried Bryan, pulling away. "Please let me rim you. It'll feel good, I promise" said Paul. Bryan looked disgusted at the idea, but did not resist as Paul turned him around and pushed against his shoulders bending him over the desk. Pauls grabbed hold of the cheeks of Bryan's arse and spread them apart. He inhaled the smell of the sweat before diving in and thrusting his tongue deep into Bryan's hole. Bryan started to writhe about on the desk and moaned aloud. He was experiencing intense sensations of pleasure radiating out from his arse throughout his body. Paul reached between Bryan's legs and took hold of his cock. He started wanking the dick as he continued pushing his tongue into the hole. Bryan reachd round to pull his arsecheeks further apart. "Deeper," he said "Get that tongue deeper." Paul did his best to oblige and suddenly Bryan stood up and turned around. "I'm coming!" he cried and the cum exploded from the end of his cock. Paul stuck out his tongue and caught some of the load on it. He swallowed it noisily as he felt his own cum spurting from his cock. He'd not even needed to touch himself the session had been so horny.

Bryan and James did not speak to Paul about what had happened, but the next morning first Bryan and then James wandered into the office for a repeat performance. The following week, however, Paul's colleague was back at work and Paul was not able to get any further chances to suck those wonderful cocks.

A wet evening

The events of this story took place a couple of years ago in a bar in the West End of London. The bar no longer exists but at the time, it had regular security patrols of its downstairs toilets and if they caught you up to anything, you got chucked out. I used to pop in during the early part of the evening, after I had finished work. My job at that time allowed me to dress casually, so I was always in jeans. Once I left work I used to arrange my yellow hanky, so that it was poking out of the right hand back pocket of my jeans.

I'd had a couple of drinks and had wandered downstairs to the toilet. As soon as I stood at the urinal and fished out my dick, someone stood next to me. I looked across at him. He was quite attractive, medium height, quite a chunky build without being fat, dark hair and brown eyes. He got his dick out; quite impressive even when soft, he looked at me and smiled. Then he quite pointedly looked at my hanky and slowly released a short burst of piss, quickly clamping down to stop the flow. I watched the piss splash into the urinal and looked him in the eyes to make sure I wasn't misreading the message. My dick had already decided and was rapidly arching up and away from my body as it filled out to a hard 7.5 inches. He smiled and nodded at me and I reached my hand across to the end of his dick as he released another burst of piss which splashed across my hand. I used my wet hand to wank on my dick. His own dick was firming up but he was desperately trying to stop the erection which would stop him from pissing anymore. Another splash of piss over my hand and I put my fingers to my mouth and noisily licked the piss off of them. This seemed to really turn him on and he leant across and whispered in my ear "Would you like to drink somemore?". "I'd love to," I said "but it is too risky here, security could be round any minute."

"Go upstairs and wait for me by the bar." he said. I went upstairs and waited, expecting that he would come up and we would arrange to go back to his place or mine to continue the fun. A few minutes later he came up beside me and put a glass on the bar in front of me. It was half filled and even in the dim lighting of the bar, I could guess what it was. He looked at me a questioning look on his face. As I took hold of the glass the warmth confirmed the contents. I raised the glass to my lips and took a mouthful of the liquid. His piss was warm and slightly saltly tasting, but as I drank it all down my cock became rock hard. I looked him in the eye and licked my lips. He disappeared briefly and came back with the glass half full again. This time another guy standing next to me at the bar, noticed the glass and catching on to what we were up to, he watched transfixed as I drank it all down, groping himself as I did it.

My supplier beckoned me to follow him downstairs again. By now I was far too worked up and horny to worry about security. He refilled the glass. He stood with his shirt open, revealing a washboard stomach and broad chest and took a mouthful. Then he slowly let it dribble out of his mouth and down his chest. I lapped up the liquid wherever it went, biting gently on his nipples. Another mouthful, and he kissed me and we passed his piss back and forth from mouth to mouth. My dick was leaking precum and I could feel his massive erection through his trousers.

Then he ordered me to drop my jeans. He got out his dick and pushed it up under the material of my underwear so that it nestled alongside my cock. He then released a slow stream of piss which quickly soaked my dick, running back along the crack of my arse and soaking into the material of my underwear. Just then we could hear somebody coming, so we quickly re-arranged our clothing. It was security and although he didn't catch us doing anything, he said "Come on you guys you've been down here long enough."

We went upstairs and out of the bar. As we stood talking outside, deciding were we could go next, the guy who had watched me drinking the piss at the bar came up to us. He introduced himself as Peter and said that he had a flat round the corner and as long as we didn't mind him watching we could go back to his place to finish off. We accepted his offer gratefully.

Once we were in his flat, I quickly stripped off to my underwear and dropped to my knees in front of my supplier. He stripped completely naked and ordered me to open my mouth. He then released a stream of piss directed at my waiting mouth. I swallowed most of it, but let some spill out of my mouth to run down my body. As his stream slowed down he sprayed me from head to foot with his piss. His dick got hard and he shoved it into my mouth and began to face fuck me. I reached down and began to wank on my cock. Out of the cornner of my eye, I could see Peter groping himself through his trousers. I stopped sucking for long enough to say to him "Don't you need to piss too?". He didn't need to be asked twice. He came over to us and took out his dick. He stood for a minute concentrating on forcing some of the hardness out of his dick. As I continued to suck on the dick in front of me, I watched as the first few drops of piss emerged from the end of Peter's dick. Quickly the stream developed and suddenly he was directing a strong flow of piss right at my face. I closed my eyes as it hit me, running over my face and onto the cock I was sucking and down over my body. The guy must have been saving himself for hours because it went on for ages.

As the flow finally subsided, I felt the cock in my mouth spasm and I got a taste of cum, which I swallowed greedily. This set me off and my own cum burst from my cock in four quick bursts adding to the mess in my piss soaked underwear. I quickly moved my mouth across to Peter and sucked hard on his dick. He pounded his dick in and out of my mouth. Each time he buried himself into my throat I clamped my throat muscles down and yanked hard on his balls. At the same time I released the built up pressure in my own bladder. the piss running out from my underwear and down my legs collecting in a pool around my knees. Soon, I felt his balls tightening up and a spurt of cum exploded from the head of his cock, quickly followed my a further four bursts. I let the cum fill my mouth and then stood up and kissed him, feeding his own cum back to him. We passed it back and forth a couple of times before swallowing it down.

Peter gave us a towel to dry ourselves off. I got dressed again, leaving my wet and sticky underwear on. It served as a vivid reminder of the session for my entire journey home.