Fucking The Fitty From Across The Road

It was just as well that Stef was paid so much cash for his first prolonged session with Joseph. As after spending most of the cash on a cheap second hand car, he ended up giving Dana his ex-girlfriend, a thousand pounds, after she called concerned hearing about his and Matts physical fight. He heard a child crying in the back ground, and she told him it was a friend of hers and then she quickly hung up.

He thought “ok I wonder which friend, that is then” and pushed it out of his mind.

He thought about his fight with Matt, which bother him as he regretted hitting him so hard. He has lost it and it was good thing that Tania was there, as he knew he would have beaten him load more, causing him some serious damage. As a result though Stef was told to stay away from the club, as they had seen Matt’s face and bruised  body, and were not impressed with him, .

That was blow as he enjoyed going there and Sebi told him that “I told you that prick was trouble and I did not like him at all, when I met him!” Then to top his bad luck off, two weeks later his employment was terminated. This was his own fault as he had missed too much time off work! That and the fact his work had become rather sloppy, as he kept on falling asleep on the job, did not help matters.

A decision was made to get rid of him by the head manager.

After a particular heavy weekend, where he hooked up with chapter 15’s Anton, the fit older mix heritage man 38, 6ft 1 slim build and his long term pal Marty 40 5ft 9, white with a dad bod. Marty had told him after they had sex, that his father is from the old country Romania,  where Stef was from. He kind of liked the man, feeling fairly relaxed around him.

Marty felt the same and after Stef had an energetic double fuck fest round in his home, Anton left them, early on the Sunday morning. This left, Stef, and Marty to spend the rest of the day together cuddling up on the sofa. He told him about his fight with Matt and why it occurred. The older man listened to him and said quietly “I told you he was bad news and he has been bad mouthing you!”

Stef shrugged his tattoo shoulder and said “I thought so, but who cares, I never stole his client. Ok I thought it would a quick in and out easy job, but not it was tough and I enjoy myself with the 3 of them!” “Three?” And Stef explained about the maintenance men and Marty laughed. He did not laugh about the cocaine bit though.

“Shit are you a drug user Stef?” He asked him this concerned. “No really, its ok I enjoy but I only do it a few time with Matt.” Marty frowned and said “I don’t date drug addicts it far too messy. I got involved with someone and it ended badly” and he looked sad. “No Marty I like it but I loss control, so will stick to beer and cannabis now and again!”  

Marty looked relieved and pulled Stef down for a sensual open mouthed kiss and was soon busy fucking the younger sexy tattoo muscle man down, on his living room sofa. Stef recalled their first meeting, when the  man had said “I want to see you again but not in here.”

Stef was also advised “dont do this too often getting you ass stuffed inside this clubs toilets, as you will get yourself a bad reputation and will get banned ok!” “That Matts a whore, you aint pal!”  Stef ignored this as he love being treated rough and banged out hard in the toilets in the club and the café that time with Rob see chapter 19, but he did it lot less sine his and Matt friendship ended.

After another night of perfect love making, the older man made his whole being tingle. Marty left at 6am on Monday morning, leaving him with an ass full of his man seed.  Stef, fell back a sleep and just could not get up in the morning to go to work. He did not bother to call in and the next day strolled in work, like nothing was wrong.

 He got on with his job and Sorin asked him, “what happened as the bosses were not happy with your nonappearance, yet again!” He replied “yeah whatever I was with Anton and Marty all weekend and was too fucked out, to bother coming to work yesterday!”

“Who are Anton and Marty then?” He could not keep up with his best pals gay sex life. Although he got hard on being around him, and often received a blow job by giving him a look, and they would disappear, but not too often so that it aroused too much suspicion and they never got found out, or so they thought. Stef then explained who they were and show him a picture of Marty.

Sorin exclaimed “oh I recognised him as he is married to my wife’s friend!” “Oh ok you won’t say anything will you, as I like the man a lot?” “No of course not don’t be silly, he and his wife don’t get on I heard,” and they went back to work.

Late that afternoon, he was summoned into head managers large office, and same manager Bulgarian Bogomil, who had screwed him a few times, was waiting for him. He knew instantly what was required and wasted no time stripping his dirty work clothes off and suck him off, getting on to his knees.

Stef feeling good since his encounter with Marty, getting down to the job in hand, and started to suck him off. His head was held firmly, as his throat was cored out. He heard the door open and then closed and the click of the lock. It was at this point that two other managers who were still dressed in their work clothes, got behind him, spat on their dick, and one enter him roughly.

For the rest of the afternoon until about 9pm that night, Stef was used by all three of them in the office, as they used him like cum dump. Like in the men in the club toilets in chapter 17 they called him lots of names including “queer fuck, bum boy, ass slut, whore, slag, fucking bender, proof, prick, gay wanker, tosser, and a lot more.

In addition as two of them were from his home country Romania ,and they insulted him more personally, and this was not a nice experience. They dragged him the shower room, which was inside the back of the manager office, and all three pissed on him, making him open his mouth and swallow some of it.

Then they spat on him, covering him in spittle and phlegm, and then gave him a long cold shower. After which, they made him walk back into the office and took him over their desks. Double penetrations followed and finally they finished off with triple perfectly timed cum facials.

It was at that point with his face covered with their cum scum, that they informed him, that “your fired!” “What, you are joking yeah after all of that? I give you myself my mouth and ass, I drink your piss and eat your cum, which is not very nice, eat more pineapple and you fire me!”

“Fuck this is not right guys  nor is it fair!”

They replied scornfully, “yeah it payback after we missed out on the 5 day conference. We were looking forward to dicking your gay ass, and that other queer bastard Andre, but he left us a while ago. Stefan promised us that we could fuck you, but he also has gone. It’s due to him that you are still here as he was covering your slackness.”

“We will pay you for the month and will be giving you a reference, but don’t bother coming back here understand. Also if you do, we will sack Sorin as well. Bogomilo here, followed you two and have seen you blowing him several times and you know sex in the work place is not allowed as it is against company rules!”

Stef groaned as his ex-Dana had told him  this “Stef, stop having sex at work as its unprofessional.

Stef said “please don’t say anything to the others. I don’t want any trouble for him yeah?”

“Sure we won’t but blow us again and make it good and he did as he was told and had they squirming as their toes flexed, and he received another 3 facials. “Now collect your stuff yeah and don’t come back ever to this site, even to visit you queer fuck!” Stef was gutted as he had worked there for there for four years.

“Oh no what am I going to do now” he said to himself as he sat in the train going home? The money from his clients was  running low, and this was not always reliable. Also Dana leaving had wiped his savings out. Buying a car had not been a wise move and Cary and Robin who had given him loads of cash previously were out of the picture now. Since his fight with Matt the club was out of bounds as well.

The fact that he caused Rob and Cary to spilt up, he knew he had to stay away from the old black man. Also the man was not about much recently ever since he and Rob had split up because of him. He was also unaware that’s Cary father was terminally ill., hence his non appearances, Ash Robin’s middle son had warned him off  his father, despite their having a whole night’s pleasurable threesome fuck fest.

Stef arrived home, depressed, bruised, and shattered from the over rough fuck down from the three men. His ass and throat were sore, so he grabbed a beer and sat on cushion to soften the soreness of his tender stinging buttocks. He looked again at the cheque they have given him and was pleased as that it enough to keep him going for two month or so if he was careful.

However after a three weeks of nothing to do, he was bored and missed his daily work routine, as well as his work mates. They used to have ‘good banter’ as his British work mates, use to say to him. Sorin was ok as the bosses kept their word, and he missed him at work. He manage to spend a weekend with him which was nice as he missed company.

Over a month later, Stef was at a loose he was not working and nothing was occurring. He was worried as the money was running low. So one afternoon, he was driving about aimlessly, and went to have a cup of coffee to kill some time. He was feeling bored and a bit sorry for himself and he found himself back inside the  café, that he had had breakfast with Rob almost a year ago.

Once again, it was full of workman on their final afternoon break. However, none of the original lot were there, which he had mixed feeling about. He liked the fact that they were earthy men and took him roughly, screwing him deep as each one lost their hot morning loads. But on the other hand he wanted some peace and quiet to gather this thoughts regarding how his life had been over the last year or so.

He knew that ever since he met Cary, his life had changed drastically!

Watching him closely was the café owner, Greek Pete, who raised his eye brows remembering the young builder fitty’s sexual antics in his toilets. They were left in right old mess with puddles of spunk left all over the floor and the walls. He watched the action on his CCTV, that he had to install in and out of the toilet, area due his customers having their belonging stolen by a well know criminal gang.

He watched wide eyed and rubbing his prick. For a long while after that incident, he was cracking out a large number of loads. He watched Stef, take on all of those blokes, who he saw every day. They could not stop talking about him and the fact how much, he was like them. And that Stef was not the stereotypical gay guy that they saw in the media nowadays. They were hoping for another go at him.

However the others were unaware that the two Romanians who worked with them, did not let on that they had in seen him since three time at the same time. When they were screwing him, they had been ‘bang to rights’ after they were extra rough with him and were cursing him in their native tongue. Stef pushing both out of him, told them to “get lost then, yeah fuck off if I am like shit to you fuck off ok!”

They tried to threaten him as both were halfway to their respective orgasms and wanted to finish off and piss off back to work and forget about this ‘gay boy crap’. Both said separately “you better let me fuck you queer cunt!” Stef’s matter of fact defiant response and his pissed off scarlet face soften their hard stances, when he cried “why as you think I am trash, all I want to have good time, forget my problems, and have your cum inside me, you bastard.”

As he said this his hand were under the men work shirts, and teasing their hard hairy bodies, tweaking their nipples, and he looked at them in their rough bearded faces, and went down on them  and suck them deep into their throats.

They in turn, stopped speaking, relaxed, and held his head saying “sorry friend” and let him go back to work.  Soon drilling out his asshole, and ejaculating two fat loads, within his clutching tender moist ass pussy. They soon unloaded, and both kissed him deeply apologising, and he took their numbers and hook up with them for a number of hot threesomes and even met their wife’s and girlfriends.

He also met their hot fit mates and serviced a number of them. Stef was ‘greedy ass whore’. and he was ok with that. Pete had seen him meet the two Romanians back in the café once, but never let on to the others and he even ribbed George, the old Scottish foreman of a local building site.

He told him that he had seen him in action and called him an ‘old stud’, and that he was so shocked at his “screwing that young fitty eastern european gay ass whore slut in the ass!” George apologised and stammered, “Pete, I am not a ‘poof’ but, I could not help myself, and I came twice that day and  have tossed off next to the wife loads of times ever since, just thinking about it.”

I not had sex with bloke before and that young eastern european bloke asshole was so nice. It was like he had mouth inside his man hole.”  “Yeah whatever” Pete replied drily. But I must say you did look good though, sweating your big fat old bod all over the hot little young tattooed eastern european ass slut. I was impressed at your stamina.”

George smiled and replied “so was I pal, so was I!”

Now Pete was keeping a close eye on Stef and was also looking at Georges eldest grandson Tommy 22, who was sitting in the café. He was spitting image of his grandad when George was his age and everyone said so. He was sitting at the next table waiting for his Grandpa arrive. They work together now and adored each other.

He got on better with the old man than his own father and was always ribbing him about being overweight, and that he had not passed that particular gene on to him yet!” Young Tommy was always banging on about his prowess with the ladies. He was taller than his grandfather at 5ft 11, wiry with muscular arms with dark hair a beard and a cheeky smile.

Like Stef he had a few tattoos and his hair was cut short with the sides and back shaved. He was wearing work drag and a pair of filthy sweat shorts, who hung on his skinny hairy legs and had large size 12 feet. Tommy’s man butt was flat as pan cake, but he had decent size prick at 9 inches. This was 3 inches bigger than his grandfather and 2 inches bigger than his father’s prick.

Being a straight lad, he was not bother about his ass being so flat, as in his experience it was for exit only. Besides none of his birds really bother with his area of his body. As far as he was concerned it was his fat prick surrounded by dark wiry pubes that was all that mattered. He would soon find out that there was more pleasure to be gained from broadening his sexual horizons just a tad.

Tommy’s grandfather George of course, did not tell him about his fucking that young bloke in the butt almost a year ago in the café toilets. He just could not bear, that his favourite grandson think badly of him, as he and the family were always banging on about queer poofs on the television. His wife was always telling him off and she would not have been impressed to find out that he had been having gay sex with a Romanian lad, young enough to be his grandson.

So when he came into the café  and spotted Stef sitting at the next table to his grandson Tommy, he panicked a bit.

“You ok Granddad?” Tommy asked as he noticed his changed demeanour. “Yeah I am fine son!”

Stef saw him and said “oh hello mate nice to see you again!” George said the same back and his cock was stiff and his face was flushed. He dropped his phone and his wallet and bent down to pick it up. As he picked it up, his eyes met with Stef, who winked at him and opened his mouth and flicked his tongue at him suggestively.

Stef was remembering his blowing the old man, and his being fucked in the butt, and having an over intense anal orgasm, and then being caught just in time, by the man’s strong arms. George was thinking the same, as well as cumming all over his young cute face, and later into on deep into his clutching cum filled man snatch.

He jumped as his grandson asked “granddad you ok, you look like you have seen a ghost mate?” “Yes son I am fine “and Stef leant over and looking directly into his face and said “hello mate, nice to see you again!”

 George went bright red and said “oh hello, its Stef! And the air was thick with sexual tension, which flowed between them.  “Yes how are you” George said trying to compose himself? “Are you working round here then Stef?” “No George mate, I lost my job ago and can’t get another one.” In fact his old company had actively blocked his chances within the industry, and he looked stressed. 

Tommy said “shit that bad new pal, come and join us” and he did and Pete noted that old Georges face was picture and said to himself, argh this is so good, let’s see if this little Fitty can persuade young Tommy there to fuck him in the ass, with his grandad doing the same to him as well at the same time?”

“I am going to wait and see, if this actually happens as I bet you it does and I am not going to be left out he exclaimed!”

To Be Continued