Handy Handy Men

Josh and Jamie's final chapter.

Three minutes later, my cock was so sensitive I couldn’t stand it. I had to pull back and recover.

I almost collapsed to the lounge behind me.

That had to be close to the best threesome sex I’d ever had, and that was saying something!

They disentangled, dutifully waiting for instructions. They were bedraggled in sweat as well.

“Over there to the lawn,” I pointed, “clean each other up.”

They moved back to the grass, now in the heat of the full sun. I was keen to see how they interpreted their instructions. I shouldn’t have worried.

The moment they arrived, Josh was on his knees, a slightly bent over Jamie standing in front of him. The boy rimmed the other, as natural as he would be assembling furniture. His movements seemed fluid. When he drew back, his mug was covered in cum, lube and perspiration. He’d done a great job.

Jamie immediately dropped to his knees, taking the hips of the muscle-bound slab of meat before him. He rotated his quarry, pressing Josh’s center back to bend lower. He broad licked the boy’s hole and surrounds.

His lower face, now matching in its generous coating of bodily fluids. It was a sensational visual.

With the sun at its peak, they were glistening in sweat. In parts, moisture trails were running down their bodies.

They stood, job complete.

“Well done!” I praised, pausing to take in the view. “Jack yourselves off.” I permitted.

In truth, the instruction wasn’t going to be an effort. At twenty, their ability to recharge to rock-hard, was for me, just a memory.

As they worked their meat, they retreated into their own heads. They weren’t going to last long.

Maybe the days sessions were food for hard-ons?

Josh was clearly ahead of the curve. I knew him well enough to see his ‘I’m going to cum’ signals.

“Blow on his face Josh,” I said simply, as he froze, attempting to compute.

Jamie dropped to his knees, continuing to work his own meat. He seemed to find the concept horn inducing.

Thirty seconds later Josh unloaded. He spattered the profile before him, in thick white ropes of seed.

Jamie immediately stood, pushing Josh to his knees. He was super close and knew what was expected. He groaned in gut deep relief as he sprayed his boy cream. Now they were both coated in spuff.

I found I had firmed, but literally couldn’t have done anything, even if I had the energy.

*

I called them back to the lounges, and the three of us took our time to calm the fuck down.

Twenty minutes later, we reclined, drinking sodas and basking in the afterglow of empty balls. We were utterly relaxed.

Their profiles remained plastered in the remnants of the afternoon’s sessions, their bodies, salty with dried perspiration. They were sex filthy, and taking it all in their stride. It was excellent!

After a time, we made our way up to my bedroom suite. As I took a chair from the dressing room, I told them to take a shower.

I sat outside the glass box, in prime viewing position.

“Wash,” I instructed, as Josh ventured in, and activated the rain showers at each end.

“Think about it,” I added, seeing what that might translate to.

“You won’t be washing yourselves,” I tipped.

Jamie, the more emotional connected of the pair, worked it out sooner rather than later. With an audience, it was about putting on a show.  He set about a sensual wash, eventually roping Josh into going with the flow.

All in all they didn’t do a bad job, but they needed more work.

As we sat downstairs eating a dinner of steaks and veggies, I contemplated sessions just past, stretching well into the future.

*

Over the entire weekend, we fucked, fucked and fucked again. By Sunday evening I could hardly move, and I hadn’t taken any cock!

We played across the entire house, from the den, to the gym, and every part of the bedroom suite. I had an absolute blast, and took them along on the journey. It was fantastic fun.

It was a great introduction to playing as a threesome. A tri-fuck collective I enjoyed for years  

*

Two weeks later, we were well into work’s season peak. Everyone on the crew was putting in 110%.

As I looked to finalise the month end books, I realized I was going to be pulling a late one.

I noticed Josh and Jamie out in the Operations office, deliberately loitering. I guessed they wanted to talk?

As they knocked and asked to speak, I took in their state. They’d been heavy lifting I guessed. They were dirty, and fully muscle pumped. Jamie’s development was going gang busters.

Jarrod poked his head in the door, looked at me knowingly, and bid good night.

I wondered what that was about.

I heard him bringing the front doors down, as he left.

“What’s up?” I asked. as they both stripped and took up the correct stance.

It didn’t look like it was going to be a sex-based conversation.

That was Ok, they didn’t all have to be.

I released them, and gestured to the chairs.

“We’ve had an idea.” Josh started.

“That sounds dangerous,” I replied, cautiously.

“To tell you the truth Boss, it’s more Jamie’s idea than mine,” He informed “But, it’s a good one,” He added.

“Jarrod came and spoke to us at Glenfiield’s, when we were putting their new garden shed together,” said Jamie

I nodded, I knew the job, and that Jarrod was doing his normal rounds.”

“And?” I asked.

“We have a plan.” Continued Jamie, “can we tell you, to see what you think?”

“You boys can talk to me about anything,” I replied, evenly, “I’m fucking you, so, there’s not much we don’t know about each other.” I offered.

They nodded. I didn’t need to say that, I contemplated. 

I motioned for them to keep going.

“We both still have some money left from our loans,” advised Josh, I nodded.

“You know I haven’t bought a car yet,” filled in Jamie.

“Ok, and?” I pushed, starting to unsettle them.

“I’m going to buy half of Josh’s car,” Jamie blurted.

“So we will both have spare cash,”

It sounded complicated.

I must have looked confused. Which I was.

“Start at the apartment,” urged Josh.

“Ok, ok,” said Jamie, getting flustered.

I put my hands up. Silence descended.

“Take a breath,” I instructed, they did.

“Jamie and me are going to rent an apartment together.” Advised Josh.

“Two bedrooms,” added Jaime, quickly, letting me know they weren’t going to be sleeping together.

I nodded.

“Ok, so far, I follow. Keep going,” I encouraged.

“To set it up, we need to have some money.” Continued Josh.

“Makes sense,” I responded, “but that won’t take a lot, what do you both need so much cash for?”

“We want to spend the rest,” started Jamie, “to pay for the builders apprentice stuff,” he finished.

The pride that swelled in my chest was unbelievable. I’d privately wondered if they’d consider it, but kept quiet so not to tax them.

To have put an actual plan together to achieve it, was astonishing.

I instantly stood and rocketed around the desk. They were shocked.

I immediately grabbed them in an ungainly twin hug.

I had moist eyes.

It’s a good plan isn’t it boss, it’s a good plan!” squeaked Jamie, barely able to get the words out through his relief.

I had to take a moment.

“It’s a great plan!” I declared, “it’s a fucken great plan!”

We all teared up. It looked like they were on their way!