Handy Handy Men

Epilogue

Jarrod and Chris serviced each other, with load relieving head-jobs for more than a year. Very quickly into that time line, they were also sucking Boss Simon’s meat.
Eventually, Jarrod decided he was going to take the owing paddles. Chris acknowledging it was now or never, bent over for his five, and swore never to touch the paddle again.

For years afterwards, Chris occasionally hung back after work. With no word, no explanation, he’d drop to his knees and swallow Simon as deep as he could. The guy didn’t seem gay, maybe he was just into being used? Either way, the arrangement seemed to suit him. Simon never questioned.

Josh and Jamie, shared an apartment for five years, from when they first moved in together. Donna moved into Josh’s room almost straight away. The household was one of genuine harmony and fun, it worked because at its base, they all got along.

Two years into the lease, the three of them took the option of a larger let. They signed a lease for a unit on the floor above. The extra space allowed Gemma to move in. Jamie and Gemma met at a Xmas dinner function, hosted by Dan. In a breath of fresh air for the third-year apprentice builder, Gemma didn’t care that he was being fucked by his boss. She just cared that he seemed to actually like, then love her.

Years into it being constructed, Josh and Jamie remained the most frequent users of the company gym. They worked-out most often, and still pressed the heaviest weights. Neither regretted the decision to shower as they were.
Displaying they were banded, was ignored by the wider team, or dismissed as a fetish. General knowledge of their metal came to mean nothing.

Oddly, two other ambitious gym users wanted ball jewellery of their own. Despite extensive discouragement, from Josh and Jamie, Tim and Harry had themselves ringed at Hank’s. Their stories of Hank’s naked Units, did the rounds for years.

Josh and Jamie, qualified as top of their class tradesmen four years after self-funding their education. By then, they had long cleared their debts. A year after achieving their journey-men status, they were assigned their own apprentices. They were excellent tutors.

A final transition for the Boys took place four months after Josh, and then Jamie, announced they were expecting kids. As it turned out, Jamie was a month ahead of his best friend, and workmate.

At the eight-month mark of the pregnancy for Jamie, and the seventh month mark for Josh. The pair found themselves traveling to Newtown in the Boss’s truck.
Now days this was such a rare event, neither had any idea on what the fuck was going on. As they journey continued, each became increasingly sure they were bound for Hank’s. They were.

When they arrived, and were instructed to sit in the familiar steel chair, they had resigned themselves to being equipped with more rings. It was fucken odd, but, big deal, the boss could do what he wanted.
Instead, a dissecting arm descended. Cleanly, and painlessly, it freed their balls of all metal.
Simon had given them their balls back, and released them from ownership.

Neither of them could utter a word for the entire trip home.
Simon thought that in itself, was sensational. Now days he never got to surprise them.

James remained the outlier, of all the sex units.
He wanted nothing more than to service Simon as a Boy, for as long as Simon desired. The arrangement remained the most enduring, if not the most unplanned energy exchange. 
To this day the Head of Building is on his knees two to three days a week.  

The end.

 

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