Voyeur

Pizza Boi and Sweat

Journal Entry: I don't know why I find myself compelled to write this new adventure down but I do! Of course, I will never share this with anyone so what's the point!? Not sure. I thought the day had already been life-changing... I had no idea there would be more!

Time got lost. Did we all fall asleep briefly? I wasn't sure. Finally, Chris barked: “Back to work guys!” We dressed quickly (which meant putting our shorts and shoes back on). We worked until around 1:45 and then Brian slipped off to order Pizza. Normally, I ate lunch earlier but today I didn't care. Beth had left this morning for a one- day seminar out of town and wouldn't be back until tomorrow afternoon.

At around 2:30 the doorbell rang. In came a hunky (not to stereotype) Italian-looking guy with creamy-brown skin and a killer body. He more than filled out his uniform which consisted of a tightly tailored short-sleeved shirt with at least two, possibly three buttons unbuttoned and a logo on the shirt pocket, his muscled arms straining against the sleeve and tight black shorts, no belt, that didn't leave anything to the imagination either. I glanced down at his strong muscular legs and tight bubble butt. And I couldn't help but stare for a long while at the obvious monster that was lurking beneath and snaking down-his stretched shorts. FUCK!

He immediately began to flirt with Brian and Chris, almost pretending I wasn't there. Occasionally he looked over at me trying to figure out if I was someone's dad, just a worker bee, or what. He seemed totally unaware of the fact that I was unabashedly checking him out.

This all transpired as the three of them went through the “checking the pizza”, “paying for the pizza”, “deciding on a tip”, “giving the tip” rituals. At one point, while Brian went to get some more money for a better tip, as he returned, the Pizza Boi casually yet blatantly grabbed his own cock and announced to no one in particular that this was the end of his shift; bringing his heretofore unfocused gaze right onto Brian's and then Chris' eyes.

The boys looked at each other and then looked him up and down once again (they already had checked him out several times during the whole pizza procuring process). They looked over to me with an inquiring look. I shrugged and then nodded.

“So you’re off from work?” Chris finally said coyly taking a step forward. “What's your name? I am Chris, by the way, and this (pointing to me) is David; the guy circling behind you is Brian.” All the while Brian had, indeed, been circling around in the back of the Boi, whose name, as he told us shortly, was Bernardo. Whoops! Hispanic. In fact, he was from Ecuador we were to find out even later.

Brian came in close behind him, reached around, and rubbed his chiseled chest and stomach and then began to unbutton his uniform shirt from behind while whispering into his ear, “Want to join us for …... (pause) Pizza.” Then kissed his ear. With each button, Brian revealed more of Bernardo's awesome, cut body. Bernardo just enjoyed letting it happen.

Then he leaned back into Brian and purred: “I would love to stay for lunch but if it's ok...., I brought my own salami”

With that, as Brian released the last button on his shirt and it flapped open, simultaneously, Bernardo undid a button and yanked on his shorts just enough to allow his beautiful uncut cock, already more than half hard, to emerge from its commando status.

“Would anyone like to sample it?”

Chris and Brian smiled with anticipation. “Bri and I might like a taste,” Chris said nonchalantly while looking at his now growing cock, “David, here, just likes to watch.”

With that, Brian and Chris, without speaking, pulled down their shorts enough for their massive cocks, now getting hard, to pop out. They grabbed their cocks and swiftly moved in front of Bernardo, then proceeded to give him the hottest, dual-action blow job I have ever seen (and by this time I had watched a lot of gay porn in my life).

They began by jointly pulling on his shorts, bringing them to the ground and helping him deftly step out of them. This move prompted Bernardo to grab either side of his open shirt and pull it off, fully exposing his extremely hot body. He had longish black hair halo-ing his head.

His otherwise smooth, muscular body had nicely trimmed light tufts of hair running down the center of his body, thicker under his arms and nicely nested around a truly impressive cock. His dark eyes were penetrating and filled with pleasure as Chris and Brian shared his cock, running their hands all over Bernardo's legs and upper body.

The boys worked in absolute harmony together, taking turns kissing, licking, biting, sucking and swallowing Bernardo's cock and ballsack. I stood directly opposite Bernardo, stark naked, and jacking for all I was worth.

The absolutely hottest thing the guys did was to work the two sides of Bernardo's cock with their tongues and mouth, kissing each other over, around and through Bernardo's cock in the bargain. Bernardo began to breathe heavily and heave his entire body, emitting guttural moans that were themselves very sexually arousing.

Finally, at one point, he reached down and grabbed Brian and Chris' heads and guided them inward, pressing them to rub his cock with their mouths harder and faster.

He thrust his hips rhythmically and looked down to see his cock slide through the boys' hot mouths.

His eyes began to glaze over and he seemed lost in space, finally closing his eyes in a state of pure bliss.

Suddenly, his eyes shot open and he looked directly at me with those dark, penetrating eyes and commanded: “Take my load!”

I suspected this order was Chris' doing because I saw them whispering earlier and it certainly sounded like Chris!

I immediately got in position, laying on the floor, supported by my elbows, mouth wide open, continuing to stroke my cock wildly. Without any further warning, Bernardo bent way down toward me almost in a squat and shouted something that sounded like “Take it all, bitch” in Spanish (calling upon my not inconsiderable knowledge of the language from oh so many years ago – I minored in it).

And I did take it all; having already become quite improved at taking cum in my mouth while swallowing. Meanwhile, Chris and Brian did not relent- scrambling, instead, to Bernardino's ass; Chris working on his hole with great noisey relish, Brian nipping at and licking his ass cheeks.

After licking my lips and getting every drop of his cum I could locate (including some that dropped to the floor) and placing it in my mouth, I resumed jacking in earnest.

Moments later, I stood and Bernardo followed me up- standing very close to me, returning my penetrating stare with one of his own. I told him matter of factly that I was going to cover his chest and stomach with my load.

He smirked, got into a kind of a squat position, his chest and abs thrust out ready to receive and simply said: “ Go for it, bitch” in English and moments later in Spanish. The boys, who had still been behind Bernardo, immediately adjusted their positions to accommodate the new stance. They went down on the floor laying down before him as he squatted; Brian under him, licking his sack while Chris cocked his head upward, worked on his throbbing tool. Both the boys were both furiously jacking.

I stepped up on one of the pillows still on the floor giving me a little more height.

In seconds I let loose!

Another amazing load, for me at least, shot all over his chest and stomach! Some fell on Chris and Brian's face and bodies and on Bernardo's massive organ- which amazingly, was still hard and under the spell of the boys' suck-symphony.

Bernardo rose up straight again, smiling wickedly as the boys readjusted once again and continued their ministrations to his massive cock.

I stood back, retrieving then licking little drops of my own cum still on my cock and body and eating it while I watched Brian and Chris go to work on Bernardo and each other, cleaning every last drop of my cum from all three of their very hot surfaces - only to get up and jack, standing in front of Bernardo, ready to give him a double load on his body.

Bernardo again squatted low down in front of them, jacking his still hard cock, and arriving in position just it time to get absolutely drenched by the guys' massive cum dumps. They covered his face, filled his mouth; got his neck and chest good too; their cum running sexily down his face, neck and chest.

Moments later, unexpectedly, Bernardo stood and shot a second load, announcing it only seconds before.

The boys immediately got down and took all they could of his load and then stood up again standing in front of Bernardo, the three of them spending time cleaning each other up with their tongues, fingers, and mouths. Then, unbelievably I shot a second load too! I NEVER EVER do that! We all collapsed on the floor.

Finally, as we all lay there exhausted, Chris announced (ALWAYS Chris with the orders! I loved it!) that it was time to get back to work. Bernardo immediately offered to stay and help and after a bit of demurring, the boys agreed and thanked him.

It turned out that Bernardo was a very hard worker, as were Chris and Brian. I struggled to keep up. The moving process had taken a lot longer than it normally would have, with all of our “breaks” - both in the morning and after lunch as well. Their method was to bring a box in, unpack it and put stuff away as we went. The condo had an incredible amount of storage- closets, built-in shelves, and cabinets all through the place. The boys were very meticulous about where they placed things for two guys that seemed, by their dress, like big slobs

The entire afternoon and into the evening was a veritable feast for my eyes and cock. Bernardo became an expert at the “teasing, not touching” routine with me. All three loved to entice me as they made incredibly hot love to each other. Unlike earlier with just each other, Chris and Brian wore a condom while Bernardo was their guest, as did he.

Bernardo fucked each of the boys for both his and my pleasure; his eyes always on me! Then he took Chris's fuck with Brian providing additional thrust by fucking Chris relentlessly.

After dinner, which we ordered in, and a great deal more “community fun”, Bernardo was invited to stay the night and accepted. I was invited to share a bed with them as well- with solemn promises of “touch-abstinence”- but I was sure that I would violate my own now seemingly ridiculous “just watching/no touching” rule.

However, it was the only thin thread I hung onto to make all of this ok.

“Ok Sexy Man,” Chris chirped. “See you tomorrow morning bright and early!”

I went home and fell into bed exhausted but happy as a clam. The next morning I joined them early for breakfast and, as it turned out, in good Hobbit fashion -- “second breakfast”, which involved more protein from all three of the guys for me and a hot, spicy Ecuadorian-sausage up Brian's and Chris' butts.

Bernardo gratefully received some good old American sausage in return. Ah, the virtue of versatility.

They played with each other, cleverly including me in each adventure, for what seemed like a long time but was, in fact, a little less than an hour. But time was a demanding master when it needed to be.

Bernardo had to go home to get ready for work and the boys had some kind of orientation for the physical therapy department. As I saw them off; out of nowhere, Brian announced that while moving day and our other activities were certainly good exercise, it was only the beginning. The word “boot camp” suddenly came into play.

“Yeah, we’re gonna work you like a DOG, Sexy Old Man!” Chris added with a wolfish grin. I shuddered to think what they had in mind. I was left to my own devices and to my dreamy reveries punctuated by sudden attacks of panic over my impending boot camp.

Continued ....