After being thrown out of his marriable home after his wife discovery of his gay sex antics as well as his affair with Cary. She also learned that he had loads of orgasmic homosexual sex right her in their bed which pissed her off massively seeing as the pair of year them hardly did so over the last 18 months of their marriage.
‘Now I know why the queer bastard’ she cried as she shut the door behind him.
Chris had fallen fell fast asleep in his car two doors down from his home, with his belongings it two large suitcases which were stuffed into his large car boot. He was woke up by the Modeste and Bekhan the two builders that worked next door, who had reveal his sexcapades secrets inadvertently to his raging with disbelief unsuspecting wife.
And with his being sat at the same level as their bulging musky crotches. Mouthwatering and Chris fetched both men pricks out of their zipped pants and without a do, began to suck and tease their stiff bell ends with their deep slits. Before they pair got in the car and he drove them two streets away and parked up and got out of the car.
Touching him up, the three of them started walking, and Modeste and Bekham saw a dark alley and pulled him in and got their twin meaty cocks out and without being asked an already sexually excited Chris, he sank to his knees and started serving them both.
The pair were well hung lads, with thick meaty large pricks 10 ½ inches a piece each, and both were pushing deep into his throat. ‘Jesus Chris go on mate as we know you can suck dick, as we saw that you blowing that old bloke in your house as well as him doing you for ages the arse, as you were begging for him to go harder. ‘
‘And as you just did us in front of your gaff on the street not giving a damn about being seen or caught we noticed.’
‘Chris friend, you really can’t get enough dick inside you can you mate?’
He gurgled around the tool and was using his recently required oral skills to blow them both and came off them and replied ‘yeah so bleeding what, you two big dick blabber mouths to my missus wankers?’
‘God we said we are so sorry Chris pal, we don’t know want else to say to make it up to you!’
Chris felt surge of energy with sleep long gone, and his need to being dominated by these two construction workers and in response was roughly handling each of their fat hairy similar sized nuts. He just knew that they were going to be rough with him, which was what he needed right now seeing as he was feeling terrible re his wife Lisa finding out about him and all and his queer sexcapades.
He was glad that she did not know the half of it the way, that he had fucked and been royally and totally whored out by Stef and the others being long dicked both sole and double penetrated, order them to do him more. He was loving his ‘uncle’ Ian, his two real life uncles police officer good long term friend despite his racist stance (seeing as they were the Afro Caribbean island of Grenada) what with him pounding his male arse pussy out, making him cum uncontrollably.
As he was thinking this, Chris heard the two of them saying to each other ‘nice one as this queer poof bum boys, has got a pure cunt throat, and we need to get him back to the house to sort the gay man bum slut out.’
Chris pushed the off him, coughed and said ‘I ain’t a queer poof pal!’
‘No you are not Chris mate, we are just teasing as we know your married family man and pure heterosexual married to woman pal!’
‘Of course you are not homosexual!’
They winked at each other with Modeste mouthing ‘I can’t wait and I got fuck this queer gay homosexual cunt in the arse right now.’
Chris knew this and tugged his work shorts down and pulled the tissue out of his snatch and felt the cum running of him. He used this to lube the Nigerian man thick prick and hike his arse in the air, guiding him inside him whilst at the other end, gulped his way back down the thick pole.
Straight away mashing his excited sweaty face, straight into the Russian man’s straight wiry pubic hairs. He relished having the Russian’s full cock length was stuffed inside his gullet. Argh the feeling of being spit roasted at both ends was what he needed right now to relieved all of his stress.
He since he had met them and saw them and craved them ever since and was pleased that they had seen and observed him being . These two rough builder blokes was nice and Chris was enjoying the feeling of their dominating him and taking him like the man whore that he was and had morphed into.
For these two horny fuckers for the next 30 mins they pummel out his fuck hole, like they were possessed by the spirit. The builders had not sex for a while and he could tell seeing as he was exactly the same before he and Ollie coupled, followed by his being deflowered by Cary. Soon as Modeste unloaded and pulled out in slipped the Russian and was really rough with him and held his hips tight as he slammed his way inside him.
He cried around the Modeste’s slimy prick, which was lodged in his cunt throat, and closed his eyes and gave into the pair of them, partners in this joint male fucking venture. They eventually after a powerful ejaculation mixing the cum inside him. Chris face and body was dripping with sex sweat and after Berkan stopped moving his prick inside him, he said ‘let’s go home now.’
Which they did and walked quickly to his neighbours home. He jumped in the shower and clean himself out and greased himself up and walked into his neighbours plush bedroom finding the two waiting for him naked erect and ready to use and abuse him.
‘No beatings please Modest and Berkan?’
‘Of course only with our pricks.’
Which they did that separately, together with all that it entails including plenty of arse to mouth, throat fucking and cum eating. All three had great time no pressure and both asked him how he ended up with that old bloke Cary, and he told them a condense version and both said well together looking at each other as they did so.
‘Well you can’t blame Rob for sticking it on yer Chris mate, as you defo broke the bro code, going off with his bloke like you have done. In Robs place we would have done the same and worse, seeing as you and him are almost best pals and all.’
‘Even you wife said so after she discovered when we described that old black man to here,’ the Berkan said. Followed by Modest saying ‘I have seen that Rob fella picking you up a few times, and he seems a nice bloke with kind eyes has that man and good heart as well.’
Berkan said ‘and that other bloke Cary, well is shifty and wants a trophy husband Chris.’
‘What’s that then a trophy husband’, Chris asked looking puzzled?
‘A handsome bloke or a pretty female, to have on his arm for all the world to see, Chris lad!’
As he was thinking this over as the age difference did not really bother him, he heard them say, maybe like Sorin you should have asked for threesome and lucky for Kevin his old dad Kyle is not the boyfriend stealing type, aka I am gonna take your man off you mate eh!’
‘Yeah maybe lads’ Chris said yawning loudly and he said ‘do you two mind if I go to sleep now as I am shattered?’
‘Nah of course but only if we can we screw you to sleep?’
‘Yeah sure of course guys.’
And they did shooting off inside him few more time as all three fell asleep arm entwinned around each other.
Late the next afternoon Chris woke up after his threesome with the two builders from next door, Nigerian Brit Modeste and Russian Bekhan. He found himself alone and stretched and as he did so he felt the multiple loads slipping out of him. Conscious he was in his neighbours of a few years that he got of their bed.
He said out loud, ‘bloody hell’ but luckily there was plastic sheet and a large towel underneath him to catch the cummy mess. As he got off the bed and placed some large tissues at the side of the bed on place these over his hole and ran to the bathroom. Once there he sorted himself up and rinsed his mouth with mouth wash and jumped in the shower.
Chris got out dried himself and looked in the mirror and shook his head as his face was still battered and bruised with his two back eyes fully out. On his neck and all over his body was multiple large love bites and bruises which covered his long neck.
He exclaimed ‘Jesus no wonder Lisa went crazy when she saw me last night, looking like this as I did not even bother to hide it. I left my polo neck at Stef’s and was wearing Marty’s far to big shirt. I was so shagged that I could not think straight and I wish he had let me stay the night the bleeding sod.’
Anyhow, I will give me missus a few days and then I will go and sort it out with her as she will take me back as she needs me.’
With that he made his way back to the bedroom and located his clothes and put them on and as he sat on the arm chair which had firm surface he winched sharply as his buttocks was feeling sore. A bit like they were with Cary after he punched him several times on his bum, but nowhere as hard just yet as he used to do with boyfriend Rob, before he stopped him doing this.
That he said could wait until they lived together properly and he would go a lot harder on the younger man. He did not think like Rob he would tell him not to do so, as Chris was wild and up for anything as he found out over their short time together. After the not too hard butt punches this was followed by an extra deep rough fuck out, that made it sitting down slightly uncomfortable as Rob notice when he got into their work van on Tuesday morning.
So after minute or so Chris had to get off the hard arm chair surface and sat on the soft bed and felt instantly relieved, picked his phone up and saw that Bert had call him loads of times as well as having texted him.
‘I better call him back’ and he did and pretended to be sick, saying ‘sorry Bert mate I am sick and…’
He was cut short, with curt ‘don’t bother as Rob’s gone awol leaving a message saying he do not want work with you ever again Chris and that he hates you guts!’
‘What the hell happened?’
‘Nothing Bert, it’s just silly argument.’
‘Yeah so what he was crying then Chris, when he left the message eh, bawling his eyes. I could tell the poor blokes heart has been broken in two?’
‘I dunno Bert?’
‘Chris you bleeding sod, please don’t take me for complete stupid brain dead numpty lad.’
‘What do you mean?’
‘I mean I may be old fashion married heterosexual old man, and all married to my wife for 40 years, but I know that you twos went to gay sex orgy with that bloke Stef who moving away, 2 weekends ago. You both booked Friday off together and that day I was picked a car on their road and saw him and that Cary crossing the road and entering Stef’s home alongside a load of other excited up for it blokes.
Then short while later, you going into the house on your lonesome all excited as well. Then on the Saturday morning, the 4 of your including a bloke called Ollie whose Dad I know, as we went to school together, all came out of Stef’s house together.
Rob was in front with Ollie looking a bit pissed off and worried. Then I saw why as behind them was you and Cary and you two were over each other looking into each other eyes and holding hands, cuddling, hugging and kissing and all and his had was inside your shorts fingering your bum hole.’
‘I knew there would be trouble. ‘
‘No Bert, I em nothing happened.’
‘Do me a favour Chris you ain’t stupid, even though you make out you are and others always have thought the same over the years. But not me, so I was not surprised to be fair that you and Rob’s fella is having bit of a carry on as he always fancied you and wanted to have a bit of how’s your father with you son.’
‘Were not Bert as I ain’t Gay mate!’
Bert ignored that and instead said ‘I had to speak to Cary a few years ago when he was all over that Stef bloke when he first moved onto the road. At the time he binned Rob off, same as he is doing now with you in the picture Chris.’
‘Blimey I thought you were better than that Chris and you had some self-respect.’
‘Anyhow I am wasting my breath ain’t I Chris lad, as you always do what you want and sod the consequences just like Cary so your well suited. Take the rest of the week off and come back on Monday Chris. Or better still take as much time as you need off, as I have to find you a new work partner and that’s gonna take some time as they are interviewing some new bloke this week.’
‘Bye you fool I could bleeding shake you not knowing what you lost as I know that your wife Lisa will know what’s gone on and will kick your arse out if she had not already, and she will divorce you quick time for shagging around with other blokes.’
With that Bert put the phone down and left Chris with his mouth open, which was were the two builders found him and stood in front of him, pulling his mouth onto their rock hard pricks. Soon gullet fucking him cumming at the same time so that their combines loads coated his thick stuck out long tongue, before soon taking him on all fours, much rougher then the night before.
As they did so now Robs hard butt punches were coming into effect as now the deep bruising was stared to come to the fore. The agony of his slim hips being held as their hard lean hips was brutally pounding and pouching into him from behind so the pain was increasing with each collision of their combine rock hard bodies, and as he started yelling, they placed their rough hand over his yelling mouth and stuck a pair of their dirty stinky socks in his mouth to silence him.
They chocked him and spanked him so hard that his buttocks was scarlet red adding onto the sweet increasing agony. First Bekhan who was taking his time starting off on Chris hairy arse cheeks feeling them up and penetrating his gaping swollen man cunt. Before he started to slap and spank him and did a good job of it making the sound vibrate around the quiet room.
Glad that next door was empty what with Lisa being out as Chris was still making a lot of noise even through the sock stuck in his big gob. ‘Be quiet of else’ he was warned and he didn’t and for that the beating on his buttocks increased and he quieten down, as it moved down to the top of his legs.
Modeste took over and his large rough hands did the same but were so much harder. He joked ‘cheers Berkan for telling me about Sorin and Kevin fucking at work and for our looking over the fence, seeing this queer married git being given a good seeing to by that old Afro Caribbean fella.
Now I love beating woman’s fat arse and don’t get a chance to so this boy Chris here will do for now very nicely’.
And for the next 30 mins he went to town on Chris so that from the top of his legs to the small of his back were hit and covered so that the dark bruises were almost faded as the redness of the hard arse spanking cover him.
By now he was placed over their thick thighs and knees and as they did even though he was in pure painful agony, Chris came twice over spraying his cum load over the two of their legs and large feet and orgasmed anally three or was it four times. Each time he came he was pushed onto the floor and order to ‘clean this mess up or else!’
Chris did not need to be told twice as the sock was pulled from his mouth and he licked and ate up all of his cum. After which he was pulled up and kissed snowballing the load and as this was done both Modeste and Berkan said ‘as they say when in Rome but don’t you dare tell anyone else mate!’
This each said ‘may or may not happened’ and after which Chris and he was thrown on the bed and mount one after the other as they took turns to screw the life out of him, crouching over him in order to achieved maximum penetration. His bubble buttocks were in agony the deep bruising in full effect and the pain was too much to bear, but they did not know that thinking it was just the earlier hard spanking why he was crying in pain.
Not the fact that Rob had exacted the perfect revenge so that Chris was suffering badly and he would have loved to be fly on the wall. Both men loved long dicking him and were loud having as forementioned seen Lisa going out for the day looking relaxed and elegant. Furthermore, having checked that the owners were not coming back any time soon, they knew that they had Chris at their mercy but as agreed no unnecessary violent just rough brutal arse fucking.
Bekhan and Modeste enjoyed most of all cramming their 10 ½ pricks right up inside his snug slack arsehole passage solo and together at the same time. Relishing seeing the pain and discomfort he was in, What with his flaming red marked over beaten/spanked body and the pain that they had caused him.
Part of them wanted him to go back to Cary like this as pay back, as although they did not owe Rob anything, not really knowing the bloke but they did not like or approved of Chris behaviour breaking the bro code as he had done. They knew he did not give a toss about this either and positively got off it.
Each saying so to each other afterwards when they admitted that they went a bit too far with the hard arse spanking, and almost went against his telling them when they before they had sex within the house, ‘no beatings please Modest and Berkan?’
They had agreed at that point not to but could not resist the overzealous arse spanking using only their hands and not anything else, though they had spotted the owner large leather slippers and other items that could be used instead, but chose not to use them.
The two builders liked the 8 others in Stef’s home, had enjoyed dominating him and taking him like the man whore that he was, pummelling him out fiendishly separately and together double penetrating his slack than slack arsehole. For hours they did this all afternoon into early evening when they decided to take break, going back to do some work as they were way behind schedule.
‘Stay there you slut we be back for round 3.’
‘Sure of course you twos, see you soon, I will be waiting for you right here!’
To Be Continued
