Chimp & Donkey

Preface:

A few weeks ago I visited my local pub. As I was approaching, the owner of the pub was seated outside and chatting to a man I had never seen before. After inviting me to join them, she introduced me to the man whose name was ‘Chimp.’ A short while later, she asked Chimp how his old buddy, ‘Donkey’ was doing… Naturally, with those two strange nicknames in mind, I couldn’t resist writing this story.

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I bought my first home for an unbelievably low price. Although it needed a lot of work, it had incredible potential. According to an acquaintance of mine, who also happened to be a builder, the house was structurally very sound.

Naturally, the bathrooms and kitchen in the place needed to be redone, but that would take time and would be attended to, as and when I could afford it. The roof needed to have several tiles replaced and the interior was in sore need of painting. I was convinced that I had made a great investment and confident that in time, my new home would turn out to be a very sound asset, which in the long run it turned out to be.

My greatest priority, however, was to sort out the plumbing issues that faced me. I had received the name of a plumbing contractor named ‘Reliable Plumbers,’ from my builder acquaintance, who assured me that they were exceptionable. In all honesty, this name did not inspire me with great confidence but I kept an open mind. When I phoned Reliable Plumbers I was told that they could call that afternoon to quote me.

The owner of Reliable Plumbers who popped in that afternoon left me stone cold. He was a ‘know it all’ who was totally unengaging. What particularly unsettled me was when he told me that he would not personally be overseeing the job, but would pop in from time to time, to check up on his workers. As promised, his quote arrived via email a couple of hours later. I had no idea whether it was reasonable or not, given my lack of plumbing knowledge. I, nonetheless, just couldn’t see myself awarding him the job.

My dad had always advised that one should get two or more quotes and therefore, embarking of a project of this sort I took his advice.

The other company I called, ‘Best Plumbers,’ could only visit me the next day.

The following afternoon, Best Plumbers arrived to give their quote.

When I opened the door I was completely taken aback. The man that stood before me resembled a hairy ape. He was stocky and had bowed legs. His heavy upper body was disproportionate to his frame and his head looked like it belonged to a primate. His brows were thick, his ears huge, and his eyes were brown and chimp-like.

Next, when he introduced himself by his nickname; ‘Chimp,’ it took every fibre of my being not to burst out laughing.

Totally intrigued, I welcomed him in and showed him what had to be done. I couldn’t stop staring at him and was mesmerized by his behaviour. He conducted himself like a mischievous schoolboy. He enthusiastically nattered in the most engaging manner. I can honestly say that I wasn’t initially attracted to him, but his bubbling personality completely won me over. As he strutted about with his arms crossed over his chest and his fingers wedged under his armpits, his thumbs kept tapping his shoulders. All in all, his personality wholeheartedly filled me with confidence.

By the time Chimp had left, there was no doubt in my mind that he would be doing the job. His trustworthy approach had me caught, hook, line, and sinker. The further fact, that he and his partner did all their own work, was the finishing touch to his presentation.

Unsurprisingly, when I received his quote a few hours later, as anticipated it was twenty-five percent less expensive than the other idiot who had quoted me. I immediately sent two emails, one of apology, and the other to Chimp confirming that he had been awarded the contract.

After receiving his appreciative reply, he informed me that they could start on the two-day job the following Monday.

I had a lot of leave due to me and my boss had no problem with me taking Monday and Tuesday off from work.

Early on Monday, Chimp and his partner arrived to do their work. Another ‘shock’ materialized when Chimp introduced me to his partner, whose nickname was Donkey.

‘Chimp and Donkey…’ I thought to myself. ‘Am I at the fuckin’ zoo?’ I also wondered how these guys got their ridiculous nicknames.

Donkey was the complete opposite of Chimp. He was tall and lanky. Both men would never win a male beauty contest, let alone even qualify to enter one, but as was the case with Chimp, Donkey had an equally pleasant personality. He was a lot quieter than Chimp and it was obvious that Chimp was the frontman. Later, however, when they commenced working, it was clear that Donkey was no pushover and that they were definitely equal partners.

Thankfully, I had a flatlet attached to my garage would serve as the ablution area for the next two days, with water and sewerage isolated from the main house. My future plan was to eventually refurbish and upgrade it. In its current form, however, it was merely a storeroom with a toilet and basin.

Shortly, the duo was soon hard at work and really getting stuck into the task at hand. During the morning I kept popping outside to observe their progress. By the minute, these two men who would normally never have raised the slightest bit of sexual interest from me were winning me over. Their exuberance and quirky demeanours were so refreshing, that I found myself totally captivated by them. I knew that these were straight boys and that my misplaced interest was inappropriate, but nevertheless, I allowed myself the pleasure of fantasying about a threesome with the two.

As lunch approached I decided to pull out all the stops. If there is one thing that I can do incredibly well, even if I have to say so myself, it is to make incredible sandwiches. The platter of ham and beef sandwiches I prepared was exceptional.

My only drawback was that I had no patio furniture at all. With them in dirty overalls and filthy rubber boots, I wasn’t exactly keen on inviting them into my house. As I did so very reluctantly, Chimp, however, came up with the perfect solution.

“If you don’t mind, we’ll remove our dirty overalls and rubber boots, if you don’t mind seeing us in our underwear.”

Nothing could have pleased me more and I happily agreed.

At lunchtime, both guys entered the house after removing their overalls and rubber boots. Chimp was wearing boxer shorts and a sleeveless t-shirt and Donkey was wearing y-front briefs and an oversized t-shirt, which regrettably hung over his underpants obscuring the ‘big reveal’ that I, was anticipating.

As they scoffed their sarmies and glugged their cool drinks, their charming infantile banter raged on. Chimp, naturally, did most of the talking. By now their puerile humour had totally begun to intoxicate me and I was nuts about these guys!

Sadly, I also realized that I was living in a dream world. These were two heterosexual boys and I didn’t have a hope in hell of things going any further. I was having fun, nevertheless, and figured, ‘What the hell.’

At four that afternoon as the two boys were slogging their hearts out, I was watching them as Chimp’s girlfriend phoned. From their conversation, I gleaned that Chimp and Donkey’s girlfriends were about to have a girl’s night out and that she had advised that the two of them should get takeaways en-route home. This information sent my mind into a spin.

“Listen, guys, I have beers in the fridge and if you would like, I can make us a light supper,” I suggested.

“You really don’t have to do that,” Chimp protested.

“But I would love to,” I countered, before resuming, “After the incredible job you guys have done so far today, it would be an honour.”

As they sheepishly nodded their consent, I added, “Besides, I have two three-quarter beds in my spare room, so you don’t even have to worry about drinking and driving.”

Shortly afterward, I visited my local supermarket as excited as a horny teenager.

When I returned the guys were finishing up for the day. I handed each one a facecloth and a hand towel, to freshen up in the flatlet.

Once again only wearing underwear, they shortly joined me in the house. I had bought an assortment of cold and hot snacks, including sushi, for us to consume. With the food that needing heating in the oven, I placed the cold snacks on the table and handed each guy a beer.

Neither of them had ever eaten sushi, so I went about explaining how one blended the wasabi into the soya sauce, etcetera. Both looked very sceptical, but shortly they were scoffing the sushi like no one’s business, and there was a unanimous agreement that they would be introducing this delicacy to their girlfriends, hereafter.

Both guys glugged their first beers down in no time and were soon on to their second one. When they finished their second beer, however, they mentioned that they would have to call it a halt.

Again, I extended my offer about them using the spare room for the night. The two of them then exchanged glances as if waiting for the other one to take the plunge. After several seconds, they both smiled and shrugged, in a ‘what the fuck’ manner.

After Chimp made a phone call to his girlfriend, it was clear that there was a consensus from all quarters.

The two guys continued to snack as they each consumed two more beers. Our already convivial interplay also became more and more relaxed as this happened.

With Chimp doing most of the talking, he told me that he and Donkey lived together in one house with both their girlfriends.

“Isn’t that difficult at times?” I inquired.

“No. We get on very well and have a lot of fun together,” Chimp countered, with what looked like a mischievous grin on his face. “We are all very open-minded,” he then concluded with a chuckle.

I was very tempted to explore this subject but decided not to.

With a slight lull in the conversation, I decided to delicately broach the question I had wanted to ask all day, about Donkey. In a roundabout way, however, I first focussed on Chimp.

“How did you get your nickname?” I asked Chimp.

Chimp now went on to tell me that when he was sixteen and becoming hairier by the day, the boys at school had come up with the name and as is the case with nicknames, it stuck thereafter. Only his family still referred to him as Rob, short for Robert.

“And you, Donkey?” I was finally able to ask.

With a resigned smile, Donkey looked at Chimp and said, “Why don’t you tell Damian, motormouth, while you’re still on a roll.”

Chimp instantly took up the reigns once more.

Don, short for Donald, got his nickname shortly after their quartet had moved in together. It was decided that there couldn’t only be one ‘animal’ in the house and so, Don’s girlfriend had come up with Don’s nickname, which Chimp assured me was an accurate one, anatomically speaking. As I began to laugh, both Chimp and Donkey joined in.

With very few snacks left on the platter, both guys asked if we could go outdoors because they needed to have a smoke and a piss. I joyfully agreed.

I, fortunately, had very good illumination on the patio and I was hoping like hell that I would finally see both their dicks. My heart was lifted when a challenge between the two materialized instantly. They were about to have a pissing contest and I would be the judge.

My heart was racing as Chimp took up his position on my lawn and Donkey stood on the patio puffing on his cigarette. With a side-on view, Chimp dropped his boxers and began to piss. I had been instructed to get a stone and mark his best attempt. I naturally, complied enthusiastically. Involved as I was, I did not hold back on having a good look at the origin of the golden source. Chimp appeared to have an impressively thick and meaty uncut dick, ensconced in a forest of fur.

Donkey was up next and stood in the same position as Chimp, after handing his smoke over to his buddy. When he dropped his y-fronts my jaw almost hit the turf. I had never seen a cock like that in my life. It was gargantuan and had a short dick-head that was flared and looked like a giant-sized plug of some sort. What amazed me most was that he did not have an arrogant demeanour, because of this.

Nonchalantly, he gripped hold of his shaft to build up the necessary pressure, and when Donkey let rip the stream was unbelievable. There was simply no comparison, because he made Chimp’s attempt look silly.

Afterward, we once more moved inside where the guys finished off the last of the finger food. They had worked fuckin’ hard and I really didn’t give a shit. In fact, I was really flattered by their approval of my choice of dinner.

Sadly, by nine o’clock, Donkey decided that he needed to hit the hay and I watched sorrowfully as he headed off to the spare room. Happily, however, Chimp remained behind.

No sooner had Donkey left before Chimp took our conversation to the next level. The lightheaded previous interaction now became slightly more intense, as Chimp began to explain the open-minded aspect of their lives. As he began to elaborate, to my total amazement it appeared that they were rather bisexual in their approach. Although he and Donkey had initially not indulged in man on man activity, this turned their girlfriends on enormously and the women soon persuaded them to let loose and broaden their minds.

Chimp told me that although he and Donkey had so far never penetrated one another, kissing and oral sex had become part of their regular routine.

After his speech, Chimp now turned the focus onto me and it was very clear that he had worked out that I was gay.

“So… do want to play, Damian?” he then asked.

I simply couldn’t believe what was happening. In my wildest dreams, I had not foreseen this development.

As I stood like a deer caught in the headlights, he approached me. After removing his t-shirt and underpants, he said, “I think it’s time for me to fuck a man.”

I was totally turned-on as he stood before me and asked if I wanted to touch him. After removing all my own clothing, my eager hands instantly reached out and began to caress his body. I was engrossed by the silkiness of his body hair.

As my hands stroked him he began to murmur the words; “See me, feel me, touch me…” from a famous rock song dating back to nineteen-sixty-nine.

Next, as I continued to caress him he lifted his arms and placed his hands behind his head, as if offering himself to me entirely. As I moved closer to him and lifted my hands into his armpits, my olfactory sense became imbued with the most heavenly manly scent. Few men have an odour that simply screams the word, ‘sex.’ Chimp was one of them.

“Jesus, you smell incredible,” I purred.

In a flash, his arms moved down and encased my body, before his mouth attacked my lips in a ravenous fashion. His kissing was hard and urgent as our mouths wrestled powerfully.

After a minute or two, his strong hands exerted downward pressure on my shoulders. As his forest of genital fur appeared an even sexier smell emanated from his crotch. His fat dick then began prodding my mouth. My defenceless lips simply had no option and shortly, I was dining on the finest uncut beef on the planet.

As I did so, another one of my senses received its own share of the fantastic proceedings. My aural sense now became overwhelmed by the sensual, ‘oohs, aahs, and mmmm’s’ that spilled from his lips.

My initial disappointment at the early departure of Donkey was now being fully assuaged.

Not long after, my body was lifted and turned, and I knew that Chimp had decided that it was time for my arse to be nourished. With my arms solidly anchoring me on the back of the sofa, Chimp’s dick located its desired port of entry. At this point, as his powerful hands clamped onto my hips I was so horny, that I didn’t give a fuck about the discomfort of his ‘docking.’

As my backside got pummelled, I was practically in a trancelike state. My day had ended blissfully and as I reasoned that fifty percent of the duo was infinitely better than nothing.

I was bought out of my reverie, when a voice interrupted ecstasy.

“Fuck, guys, why didn’t you tell me you were going to play?” Donkey uttered in disbelief. As both our heads turned to look at him, he strode toward us.

“I was just testing the water, buddy,” Chimp assured him. “Of course I was going to wake you up later and ask if you wanted to join in.”

After a satisfied murmur of approval from Donkey, Chimp continued, “So… are you ready to join in?”

“Fuck, yeah,” Donkey said in a confident tone.

“So, Damian, are you up for some donkey dick?” Chimp then asked me.

“Fuck, yeah,” I grunted, almost panting.

With a snigger, Chimp replied, “It looks like our little cock-hound has no idea what’s awaiting him.”

“Bring it on,” I countered with bravado, willing to die trying.

“Okay, you asked for it!” Chimp answered in an overtly dramatic fashion.

As Chimp moved aside I was practically hyperventilating, as I was about to face the greatest anal challenge of my life.

‘Will I cope?’ my brain cautioned me.

After Donkey moved up to my backside, I felt his thick glans smearing against my pucker.

“You are about to get the fucking of your life, Damian,” Chimp exalted excitedly, obviously revelling in the drama of the situation.

Strangely, I was overcome with so much lust by now but any meaningful discomfort simply didn’t bother me. Although it did hurt like hell, somehow that didn’t trouble me. The prolonged entry and unbelievable displacement were mind-blowing and it felt like a convoy of trucks were being shoved up my arse.

“Fuck, yes,” Donkey uttered in a prolonged fashion as he delved into the furthest recesses of my anal cavity. My backside would never be the same again, but I didn’t give a fuck!

In the melee of the situation, Chimp got onto the sofa before me and once more took control of my head. The dual battering I was receiving was fuckin’ awesome and I would happily have been a victim of Sodom and Gomorrah at that moment. It simply didn’t get better than this!

When Chimp began to reach the point of no return, he quickly scuttled around the sofa and with permission from Donkey, unloaded into my arse.

Afterward, once Donkey had again entered my arse, he was in no hurry and languidly continued fucking me thereafter. Chimp sat on the chair opposite and finished another beer, while watching approvingly. After a mesmerizing eternity, Donkey also finally seeded my backside.

I was really hoping that the two men would join me in my bedroom thereafter, but sadly, this was not to be. Much as they wanted to, they mentioned that there was still a good deal of work to be done the following day and that they would need all their strength. I fully understood.

The following day, when I mentioned that lunch would be at noon, the guys told me that they were well ahead of schedule and only had three-quarters of an hour to go. I, therefore, agreed that once they had finished we would finally have lunch.

As we sat down to lunch after the job had been completed, both men agreed to have a celebratory beer.

During lunch, both guys surprised me by asking if I would accept an invitation to their home in the near future. Nervously, I reminded them that I was gay and have never had sex with a woman. Both guys had a good chuckle at my answer.

“Damian, you are too gender fixated,” Chimp replied, before explaining, “If you visit, the three of us will give the girls a great show to warm them up, which will really turn them on. Thereafter, we will form a mass of writhing bodies on the lounge carpet and all you have to do is dive right in and let a wave of pleasure overwhelm you. It’ll be fuckin’ awesome, you’ll see.”

“Well, I’ll give it some serious thought,” I replied.

“Cool,” Chimp replied.

After lunch and with all the dishes in the dishwasher, Chimp again took control.

“Well, we’ve finished well ahead of time. Now that everything is working properly, shouldn’t we all check out your shower to see if it’s working properly?” Chimp asked with a horny smile.