The decorator

A number of days had past since my fleeting horny session with the gorgeous Andrew. Unfortunately he had been nowhere near the shop. That’s quite unusual as he is quite a regular. Picking supplies up for the other lads. One of his work mates was in, I couldn’t resist.

Where’s Andrew? I asked as I served the tattooed lad.

He’s well into a job and I get to get time away from work, collecting stuff. So I’m well happy , me!, he smiles.

You can tell he wants to be anywhere but painting. Who can blame him.

I bloody detest it. That’s why I do this job, I promptly told him.

He laughed, maybe I should get a job here, he replied.

Then from nowhere, tat boy said,

I’ll tell Andrew you were asking after him. Then winked at me.

What the fuk Now! I was confused, do they know…. No, they’ve Sussed I’m a fag. Telling myself not too overthink this. I get on with my daily jobs.

From time to time I glancedon the app, yes keeping an eye out for a possible shag. It becomes an obsession. You cannot help yourself. However much I try too refrain from looking. I’m drawn to it.

Then a message is sent. Hey, fancy a meet after work? I studied this for a while before replying. No pic, no details. Hadn’t noticed this profile before. How the fuk does this clown know I’m at work. I replied, sure. What time you thinking and where? Nothing! no reply. The green dot was still lit, to let you know he was still on line. Now not being a saddo, I ignored it. Thinking he made the first move, and I’ve replied. We will see what happens.
Late afternoon, sat having a brew, talking to one of the girls . My phone pinged.

Hey up, she said out loud. another shag looming.

Hey, sorry for the late reply. I’ve been busy. You still on for later?, I can accom. Got any more pics?

I followed on, sending pics. Chose not to send the cock and ass pics. See if he asks. Yeah, I’m free from about 6, where am I coming too. Then I asked the question. What you in too then? You have to do it, get some idea where this fella wants to go. He returned some body pics and yes you guessed it , a cock pic. Wow! This boy is big. There was a few things about his body that seemed familiar. No face pic though. Normally I wouldn’t meet without one. But, he said he had to be discreet. Yeah yeah yeah. Common sense slipped my mind, especially with the pics I had just received and I agreed to meet at his at 6.30.
Fortunately it was my early dart, I was off. Raced home to shower and get myself ready. After the other night, I need some serious action. I arrived, knocked on the door. Fuk, I couldn’t believe who I was looking at. No not Andrew, tattoo boy. I giggled.

He said, you ok with this?

Yes of course I am.

Come in then. He smiled.

A gorgeous smile, I’ve never looked at him before like this. Well it’s a shag, the rose glasses are firmly on. He is handsome though.Without much a due, we are snogging the face off each other. This is going be hot, I’m thinking.Why the fuk I got changed , I don’t know. All my clothes were in a pile on the floor in no time and so were his. He hadn’t got changed , I might add. He lifted me up with his hands on each butt cheek. His fingers in my crack. Practically fingering me. Taking me upstairs he threw me on the bed. I hadn’t realized how big this lad was, he obviously works out. Huge abs. I was impressed. He overpowered me, I knew then that this guy was going to fuk my brains out. Yes im gonna have no choice. I devoured his body, taking in every bit of it. His huge neck, armpits. His nipples, fuk . I’ve never seen any so big. Only on them porn movies. He must use nipple clamps. My tongue toyed with them. This was heaven. He can do whatever the fuck he wants. I ain’t gonna stop him. Well let’s be honest, my small frame Im Not going to be able too. Then, he stopped.. slid across the bed. Got something out of the draw and asked if he could put it on me. I eagerly agreed. Yes of course.

What is it? I asked?

It was a blindfold. OMG! As he placed it over my eyes, I was plunged into darkness. Fuck! I was quietly scared.
Just then my whole senses changed. More receptive. I’d never done this before. He caressed my body, I felt his tongue on my dick. This was amazing. I couldn’t believe it.

He whispered in my ear.I’m going to handcuff you now. Don’t worry your safe.

My heart raced , scared and excited at the same time. I felt him place the cuff on my left hand then my arm was up on to the bed post. He promptly did the other one. That was it, he had me now. Fuk all I could do. Not 30 mins earlier I’d been safe at home. Now I’m trussed up like a turkey, ready for a good poking. I do get myself in Some situations, I thought. Just then I felt another presence, there was another person in room. Should I say anything. I waited. There was, I felt lots of things on me, my whole body was being played with, caressed, licked and sucked. It felt incredible. In my head I was just hoping this was to go on and on. I knew at some point I was to fucked senseless. It was to be inevitable. The sensation of my dick being sucked, edging me. They knew when to stop. Building me up and up. Then moving to another part of my body. I couldn’t believe it, a nightmare and a dream in one. God I’m sick fucker sometimes. Just then my legs were lifted, here we go I thought. I felt the moisture of saliva being spat at my man cunt. Twice he spat at it. The feeling was just awesome. The other did the same. Two men looking at my hole. Jesus! What am I doing FFs. I felt the stubble against my crack. Wow. My legs in the air, I held them there like a good little bitch. His tongue going deeper into my hole. I’m writhing with fucking pleasure. Just then, a body was over my chest. His arse on my body. His cock thrust into my mouth.

Take that you cocksucking bitch, take it all. The voice seemed familiar Not tattoo boy.

I wasn’t in a position to argue. I gagged on this enormous tool. He fucked my mouth , I could hardly take breath. There was no mercy to be shown with this guy. He pumped away , face fucking me.

Take it bitch , you know you want it.

The thing is I did. The tongue was still at my hole. That changed. I could feel something warm and thick. Oh shit! I thought.

Give the fag that dick, thrusting boy shouted. Make him have it.

With that the dick was pushed in my hole , I would have yelled, but that was impossible with this large tool being forced to the back of my throat.. Christ both cocks hurt.It felt like my arse was being ripped open, I then felt his balls on my cheeks. Slapping away as he got deeper in tomy hole. He fucked me hard. Both holes now being well used. I heard him spit, it landed on my face.

You fucking whore, you like it bitch, dont you. He bellowed at me.

How the fuck could I answer. This went on and on. The cock in my mouth was well past the gag reflex, twice in a week I thought. Dirty cow. Then they both stopped. The cock in my mouth was withdrawn as from my hole. Silence... My wrists were hurting, I dared not mention it for fear I’d be punished in some way. I laid there, for what seemed like an eternity. It probably wasn’t. My cunt was sore but felt good. I felt I’d been used. Of course I was aware that this was not the end. By no means. These boys were coming back for more.

Just then I was kissed, snogged. It was incredible the sort of deep kissing I love. Then another mouth. Two, oh wow. Keep me here , this is just wonderful. What better place could I be. I felt my arm taken fro the bed post then the other. What was occurring now. They turned me round facing the bed head. Handcuffs firmly locked to the posts again. Oh shit! More fucking I thought.I was kissed again, the taste of this guy was just lovely, this was not tattoo boy. He had the after taste of ciggies. This was a mint taste. Just then I was asked to nearly stand up. A body was now beneath me. I squatted down on the body. I felt his cock in the crack of my arse. He was still hard. I felt a hand with lube being worked in too my hole. I knew the cock was to be fucking my cunt. Sure enough the hand worked the cock in there. He told me to bounce on his dick. I did. Immersing this huge weapon into my hole. Fuk! This boy was big. I’d had this in my mouth but it seemed bigger in my ass.

Take it you fucking bitch, I’m gonna fuk you like I hate you. He hollowed at me.

He thrust it hard as I worked it too. He slowed down as did I . Unsure what was to occur now. What else had they planned for me. I had no decision in this. Just then I felt something at my hole,

oh fucking no, I screamed. I knew now what was planned.

You gonna you faggot, he bellowed again. Shut the fuck up.

He meant it , I shut up
Th 2nd dick was pushed in, hard too. He had lubed, I could feel it. I could sense their pleasure at using me. Without warning they thrusted my well worn hole together.

Oh fuck they both shouted out in unison.

With that they pumped away. I was been fucked hard by two well hung lads. One of them holding on to my hips. Holding me down. For most this might be nirvana. Right now I’m not sure. Part of me is loving it. But another….. well. Just then I felt a changed in their sounds. Me too, I felt I was going to explode.

OMG they both screamed.

They filled me up together. I felt it shoot from their cocks.

Christ, I yelled.

I shot my load too, the lad beneath laugh .

Fag did good and got off too, he came loads.

His voice was soft. Recognizable too.
Cocks were slowly pulled out. Phew, sorelieved I now felt. Well used and worn out. I heard a noise, then realized and felt the body next to me. My cum was bing licked off his chest.

Nice load, tat boy said. A lot too. You must have enjoyed it then.

Truth is I had. The guy got from under me, I felt a tongue in my ass again. Both of them. They were sucking at my hole.

Give us the spunk , they ordered me together.

I slowly let it go , I felt it dribble down my crack. Then mopped up , nothing wasted. They laughed , slapped my arse. Then silence. SHIT! What the fuck now
My hands were released, cuffs were off.

The familiar voice of tat boy.I’m leaving now, thank you. We both loved it. Give me a minute then take the blindfold off and let yourself out.

Silence again.Off I flung the blindfold , the room was empty. My clothes , not a pile on a floor but flatter now, folded on the bed. ……

What had I done…