Out of work

by Mr Bill

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I do accounting for several small businesses and work from my home.  The customers fax their info to me and I take it from there, and by working from home, I can stay nude if I want to and I usually do.  

On one of my trips into town, I came across and man that appeared to be in his late twenties on a street corner holding a sign reading, ‘Laid off.  Don’t want charity just a job.’

After a couple of weeks his sign changed and now read, ’Laid off--Evicted--Need a job.’ I noticed that his belongings were few and his facial hair was getting longer.  I decided to stop and buy him a meal and see what work he was qualified for and maybe I could help.

He stood near a McDonald’s and I pulled into the lot and called him over. He came over and I said I was getting lunch and would like to buy his and talk about what type work he was looking for.

He hesitated a moment then agreed and followed me in.  I introduced myself and he said he was Josh Simmons.  I ordered our lunch and as we sat off in a corner where we could talk, I asked what type work he had been doing.

“Well, Mr. Rivers, when I was laid off I was working for one of the major oil companies.  Then when the oil bust hit, they started laying people off.  Like they say, ‘Last hired, first fired.’

“First off, Josh, please call me Mark, and secondly, tell me about yourself and how you came to be on the street.”

“Mark, there really isn’t much to tell.  I’m twenty-six, divorced, and originally from the small town of Springfield, Tennessee, which is just a little northwest of Nashville.”

“As far as the layoff is concerned, when the oil industry started having trouble, we all expected it would happen, and I was in the first wave to be laid off.  I had some savings and hope that would see me through until I found another job.  Trying to keep a roof over my head, I went through my savings, then sold everything I owned, including my car,  to be able to eat.  What you see me with today is all I own, a couple of shirts, two pair of pants a pair of shoes, and some personal items.”

“What were you doing for the company when you were laid off?”

“I was in their accounting department, mainly in accounts receivable, but worked in all fields of accounting when needed.”

“Josh, this just might be the luckiest day of your life,” I said with a smile.

“Oh? How so?” he asked.

“I am a CPA, and work out of my home.  I have several accounts and just recently took on a few more.  I need some help with some of the more basic work, but I’d also train whoever I hire to do the more complicated work. Does that sound like something you would be interested in?”

“Mark, hell yes, I’m interested,” he said with a glint in his eyes.

“Where have you been living?” I asked.

“Well, depending on the weather, either out in the open or in a shelter, and remember, I have no transportation.”

“That’s not a problem in the least,” I replied.

“Mark, please clarify that,” he said.  “Why wouldn’t it be a problem?”

“I’m sorry, Josh.  I should have been more explicit.  Like I said, I work from home.  I live out on just over a hundred acres east of town, in a four bedroom house.  Two of the bedroom are what is called ‘Jack and Jill’ bedrooms where they have a bath connecting the two bedrooms.  Those room are used as offices. You could live with me as long as you wanted, in one of the other bedrooms and have your own office.  Does that sound interesting?”

“Mark, you are right, this is the luckiest day of my life.  I would definitely like the job, but we haven’t discussed salary.”

Smiling, I wrote down an hourly salary on a napkin and showed it to him saying, “Keep in mind, you would have no expenses at all.”

“You don’t know anything about me or my work, and your willing to take a chance on me?”

“Yes, I am, and from our conversation, I am a pretty good judge of character,” I said.

“I promise you that you won’t be sorry,” he said, looking like he was about to explode with excitement.

As we finished our meal, I asked if I could get personal and ask why he was divorced.

“We married when I was twenty and she was nineteen.  We struggled at first like most couples, and after about a year and a half, she seemed to loose interest in sex.  I need it regularly and she didn’t want it but maybe once a week or so.  Then one day, there was a power failure on campus and classes were dismissed for the day.  When I got home, I walked in on her in bed with her brother and their cousin.  While her brother fucked her, together they were performing oral on their cousin.”

“Did you suspect anything at all?” I asked.

“Hell, no.  We had known each other since grade school and in high school, her brother used to give me oral sex often.  Hell, he might have been fucking her then.  I have no idea.”

Hearing that he had received oral from a male before, my interest perked up and I asked, “Who’s idea was it for him to give you oral?”

“Her brother asked for it.  He was not only blowing me but several guys on the football team, and she knew he liked cock.”

“Who filed for divorce?” I asked.

“I did, the next day, and when her dad found out, he came to me and asked why, I was honest and told him everything, even about his son blowing me in high school.”

“What happened?”

“She had moved back home the day I caught her.  Then when she was served the papers, that’s when her dad came to me and asked why.  He was furious, and when he got home, he cut them both off financially and kicked them both out of his house.  I have no idea where she is now, and couldn’t care less.”

By now, we had finished our meal and started for my house.  I decided to push things, and asked, “What was it like having another male blow you?”

“Well, you asked, and since I believe in honesty, so I’ll tell you the truth.  I loved it, because there wasn’t the thought of trying to satisfy your partner like there is when you fuck a woman.  I’d drop my jeans and lay back on the bed and he would do his thing. It was awesome.”

I thought about what he said for a moment then pulled to the side of the road and stopped.

“Did I say something to offend you?” he asked.

“Not at all, Josh, but since you believe in honesty, there is something that you should know.” I began.  Then turning to look him in the eyes, I said, “I want to be honest with you, too.  You should know, I’m gay.  If that’s a problem, say so now.  I’ll understand and there will be no hard feelings.”

Looking at me with a serious look, I waited for the worse.  He finally spoke, saying, “Mark, put the fucking car in gear and let’s get moving.  I’ve got a job waiting for me.”

Smiling at him, I put the car in gear and pulled back into traffic, then after a moment said, “Also, you should know that I enjoy being nude as much as possible.  At times, I don’t put anything on for several days.”

“It’s your house, boss.  Do whatever you desire to do.  In college I would go to the dorm and study with a buddy and guys there were going back and forth to the shower room nude.  It was how we came into this world. We all have the same equipment, just different models.”

I started laughing and said, “I have never heard it put that way, but you‘re right.”

We arrived at the property and pulled off the road and into the drive. As we headed through the woods and underbrush, he asked, “Are you sure that there is a house in here somewhere?”

“I promise you that there is,” I replied moments before pulling into a large clearing with the house located in the center, surrounded with an immaculately cared for lawn.

“Mother Fuck!” he exclaimed. “I would have never dreamed there was something like this hiding back here.”

“As  you can tell, it is totally secluded from the road as well as all neighbors.  I love the fact that I can go nude outside all I want and not be seen.”

“Honestly, I can’t say that I blame you in the least.  It’s beautiful here.”

It was mid afternoon when we arrived home and after unloading my purchases from the car, I gave him a tour of the house, pointing out his bedroom and bath as well as what would be his office.  Then I showed him my room and said, “We’re close to the same size, so feel free to grab something if mine to wear if you want to, until we can get you a new wardrobe.”

Back in the large den, overlooking the pool, I said, “Josh, please make yourself at home, since this is your home now. There is food and snacks in the kitchen and beer and sodas in the fridge. Help yourself to what ever you want.”

“Thanks,” he replied, taking everything in.

“I’m going to get comfortable,” I said.

“”That’s cool.  I’m going to grab a beer.  You want one?”

“Yea, just set it on the coffee table,” I replied, as I headed for my room to get comfortable.  Deciding not to rush things, I returned wearing Speedo swim trunks.

When Josh noticed, I saw him smile slightly, but he didn’t say anything. I picked up my beer and began going over with him what accounts he would be handling.  Suddenly, he excused himself and left the room.

After a few moments, he came back into the den and casually asked if I was ready for another beer.  When I looked over at him, I was pleasantly surprised.  There he stood, very casual and totally nude.

“What’s going on?” I asked.

“Look, you said that you lived mostly nude, and I accepted that, but when you changed, you came out in that Speedo.  I have nothing against nudity and want you to do whatever you enjoy, and if that means I go nude also then so be it.  It is damn sure more comfortable this way.”

“If you insist,” I replied and quickly removed my Speedo, tossing it aside.

We did get a second beer, and sat back and relaxed, not caring that the other was nude.  I did have to admit though that I loved looking at Josh’s hot muscular body and his muscular hairy chest and big nipples.

We continued going over the accounts he would be working on and he knew exactly what I was talking about when I mentioned certain things. 

Things were cool for the rest of the day but that evening, I noticed him acting differently. 

Upon asking him what was wrong, he said, “Being nude, brings back memories from high school when my ex’s brother used to give me a blow job.  I realize how much I have missed them.”

Looking him over, I noticed his cock was rock hard as he said, “Mark, could I impose on you and asked if you would  blow me?”

“If you’re sure, I would be glad to,” I replied.

After he said he was sure, I dropped to my knees in front of him and swallowed his cock.  As I did, he moaned softly and as I sucked him, he said, “Damn, Mark, I had no idea how much I was missing it, and you’re ten times better at it than he was.”

I continued sucking and after a few moments he warned me that he was close.  Suddenly, his cock exploded and sent volley after volley of thick creamy cum into my eagerly waiting mouth.  Hungrily, I swallowed every drop he fed me.

“Man, I needed that,” he said. 

“Well, I’m here if you need it again,” I said hoping he would need me again soon.

We remained nude and the next morning when I awoke, I heard him in his office working diligently.  Walking in, I forgot I had a morning boner , and said “Hey, work starts after we have coffee and not before.” seeing his eyes aimed at my crotch, I realized he was eyeing my boner, and apologized for it.

“Hey,  no big deal. I woke up with one myself,” he said with a laugh.

We went in and had coffee before starting work.  I kept wishing that he would come to me and ask for another blow job, but he didn’t.

We broke for lunch and it was mainly business that we discussed.  However, when we stopped for the day, he asked, “Mark, if I’m not getting too personal, how did you know you preferred cock?”

Surprised, I said, “I don’t mind telling you.  I was seventeen when a close friend and I started messing around and I was in awe looking at his cock.  Then after he sucked me off and asked me to do him, I did and loved it.  After that, instead of him suggesting it, I would asked to suck him.  Before long I was going to places I had heard that guys went to for sex and started sucking any hard cock I could fine.  Before long I was letting the guys fuck my ass and loving it.  I tried fucking a pussy but it just wasn’t satisfying.”

I wanted to ask him why he was asking but I figured that if he wanted me to know, he would tell me, so I let the subject drop.

About a week after he asked me trop suck his cock, he finally asked for another blow job.  Gladly, I honored his request and it was as awesome as the first time.  

Then, needing supplies, I sent him into town with my car to the office supply store.  He was gone longer that I thought necessary, but I didn’t question him about it because I didn’t want him to think that I didn’t trust him.

A couple of days later, I had to go into town to go over some paperwork with a client.  Josh had slipped right in on living nude and we stayed that way twenty-four/seven.  When I left, he was in his office, working diligently, totally nude.

I returned about three hours later, and found him still at his desk, hard at work.  I went into my bedroom and noticed that the bottom drawer of my dresser was just slightly open.  That was the drawer where I kept an assortment of ‘toys’ I used at time on myself or a guest if he was so inclined.

Checking the contents of the drawer, I found that a seven inch lifelike rubber dildo with balls was missing.  Immediately, I suspected that Josh had been going through my things.  I checked all my valuables and nothing, other than the dildo, was missing.  I decided not to mention it and if he wanted to try it on himself, go for it.

When I returned to his office to ask a business question, he seemed nervous and I knew why.  I let it slide and kept things strictly business, figuring that he might say something when he was ready.

Things continued as before for another week or so when I noticed him getting more and more friendly, and when in the kitchen or around the pool, he would stay near me with our bodies touching.

Then, after about another week, on a Friday night after dinner, when we went into the den to watch TV, I sat on the sofa, my usual spot, and he sat down next to me with a small space between us.

I could tell by the way he was acting, something was up but I had no idea what. As we watched the show, he casually moved closer, and moments later he adjusted his position so that our bodies were touching.  Then came the shocker.

Without any warning, he quickly turned his face toward me and as I looked at him he immediately pressed his lips to mine and offered his tongue. Being pleasantly surprised, I returned the kiss and as I did, I suddenly felt his hag grasp my slowly rising cock.  Once he had it in his hand, it quickly stiffened.

I was still in shocked surprise when he ended the kiss and in a flash, bent over and swallowed my cock.  Immediately, he began working his head up and down on my cock and as he did, I moaned in great pleasure.  I adjusted my position to give him easier access to my cock.

He continued sucking me and before long, I warned him that my climax was imminent.  He continued sucking me and moments later my cock exploded in his mouth.  After a slight gag, he began swallowing my load, and soon had devoured every drop of my load.

He sat back up and kissed me again, and after we parted, I said, “That was fucking awesome, but what brought it on?”

“Curiosity,” he replied, adding, “When I went into town for office supplies, I went by an adult video store and watch some gay movies, to see exactly what guys did together.  The more I saw the more I wanted to try things.  All I ask is that you let me do what I want when I want and not rush me.”

“Hey, man, you’re the boss in all this.  Anything we do will be up to you to instigate and carry through.”

“Thanks, I appreciate that,” he said then kissed me again.

With my arm around him and his head on my shoulder, we watched TV as we sipped a beer.  Then, without warning, he again began to fondle my cock and once it was hard, he went down and gave me a second blow job.  After devouring my load, he smiled and said, “Now it’s your turn,” as he waved his hard cock back and forth.

I slipped to the floor and sucked him dry after which he kissed me again before saying he was going to bed.  He left the room and I replayed the evenings events in my head, relishing every scene.

The next morning, I was wakened by the smell of coffee brewing, and before I could get up, Josh entered the room and asked, “May I slide in with you?”

“By all means, and for future reference, you don’t have to ask.”

Smiling, he slipped  in bed with me cuddled up next to me, fondling my cock.  Almost instantly, it became rock hard as he said, “I want that up my ass.”

“You want what?” I asked, totally shocked by what he had said.

“I want you to fuck me, right now.”

“You’re the boss,” I replied, reaching into the drawer of the bedside table to retrieve my lube.

I had him on his back and quickly lubed us both up. After getting in position, I pressed the head of my cock against his hole and with slight pressure, it was in and I loved the feeling.  Slowly I went deeper until I had my entire cock buried in his ass.

I began to piston in and out of his ass, and as I did he said, “Oh, fuck, yea. The real thing is fucking awesome.”

I didn’t question him at the time, but after I climaxed and filled his ass with my load, I slowly pulled out and as I did he kissed me passionately.

After the kiss, I looked into his eyes and asked, “Exactly what did you mean about the ‘real thing’ being awesome?”

“Mark, when you were in town a while back I got nosey and found your toys and borrowed one to see what it was like.  On a few nights, I slept with it up my ass, but I wanted you to be the first person to actually fuck me.”

“I knew you had the dildo,” I said.

“You did? How?”

 

I told him about seeing the drawer slightly open and when I checked I knew which one he had.  “Josh, feel free to borrow anything in there you want,” then added, “How would you like to see what it like to do the fucking?”

“I’d like that very much,” he replied with a sly smile.

Moments later his cock was buried in my ass and filling me with his usual huge load.  Afterward, I asked how he liked it.

“Man, my wife’s cunt never felt that good.  That was the best fuck I ever experienced.”

“Well, my ass and my mouth are yours to use whenever you want,” I told him.

We got up, showered together, then went in for coffee. As we sat poolside with our coffee, I asked, “Josh, if you ever want to, please feel free to sleep in my bed with me at any time.”

“You might regret saying that,” he said with a laugh.

“Never,” I replied, then said , “Let’s take a few days off, and take a short trip.”

“Where to?” he asked.  

“My surprise,” I told him.

Moments later I was alone in my bathroom, on the phone, making reservations at a gay membership only nudist camp about four hours away.  I was a member and what I loved was that sex was allowed out in public where others could watch or join in, but only if invited.

I had made reservation for tonight, Saturday through Tuesday night.

When he asked what to pack, I said simply, “We’ll get something when we get there.”

We dressed, staying commando at my suggestion, and hit the road.  Just shy of three hours later, we pulled up to a gate leading into the woods.  Stopping at the gate house, I gave my name and said I had reservations for four nights.

“Yes, sir, Mr. Rivers, I see your reservation here. You’re in cabin five.”

He had me sign the log and handed me a key to the cabin.  As we drove through the thick woods, I said, “This is a members only resort.  They have a credit card on file to charge me for our stay and for our meals in the dining room, and I’ll explain why later.”

Moments later we exited the wood and entered a lush beautiful clearing with dining hall, cabins, pool, hiking trails, and stable.  It was then that Josh noticed several men around the pool area all nude and one on his knees sucking another.

“What the fuck!” he exclaimed and I began telling him exactly where we were, and what went on.

“You think you will enjoy it or would you prefer to leave?”

“I think I’d like to stay, but if I decide to suck you by the pool, it’s going to feel weird to have others watch.”

“That’s why I love it here.  I love guys watching when I have sex.”

We pulled up at cabin five, and parked and went in.  I unlocked the door and slipped the elastic band with the key around my wrist and got the extra off the bedside table and gave it to Josh.

“How about an afternoon beer pool side?” I asked.

“Great,” he replied, watching me as I stripped. He quickly began stripping also and suddenly asked, “What happens if I pop a boner in front of the others?”

“Hey, we all do it.  It’s common.”

We slipped on the flip-flops provided by the resort and headed for the pool side bar. 

As we walked up to the bar, Stan, the bartender smiled and said, “Good to see you again Mark.  I see you brought a guest.”

“Yea, Stan, this is Josh.  He recently join me in my work.”  they shook hands and I noticed the shocked look on Josh’s face when he got a glimpse of Stan’s thick nine inch cock.  Not only were the guest nude, but so were all the employees except for the gate guard.

As we sat at the bar under the canopy, we turned and saw one guy blowing another across the pool, and one fucking another on a picnic table.

Josh immediately began getting boned and when Stan saw the fully erect cock said, “Fucking beautiful and delicious looking.”

Looking at Josh, I said, “Stan is letting you know that he would like to suck you.”

Looking at Stan he smiled and said, “Come on, but this will be my first time with someone besides Mark.”

Stan looked at me questioningly and as he sucked Josh dry, I filled him in on our relationship and that Josh was new to man sex.

As Stan blew Josh, another guest came up and began watching before going down on me.  Josh soon fed Stan his load and asked Stan if he could suck him.  “Anytime you want,” Stan replied.

Josh dropped and did his best to swallow Stan’s entire cock but only got about seven inches down his throat.  As Stan and I got our cocks sucked, we kiss passionately as I ran my fingers through his muscular hairy chest, tweaking his nipples.

After we had climaxed, the guy blowing me left and I looked at Stan and asked, “I saw Tom at the gate so what time do you both get off?”

“Six,” he replied.

“Well, how would you two like to come by our cabin about seven-thirty?”

“I’m sure he would like that,” Stan replied.

Taking fresh beers, I said, “I’m going to show Josh around, but we’ll see you tonight.”

“I’m looking forward to it,” he said.

As I started showing Josh around, I said, “All the employees are gay males and live here on property.  They are free to have sex with any guest that wants it.”

“So what might happed tonight?” Josh asked.

“Anything and everything,” I replied, “but only what you want to go on.  Stan and Tom both enjoy water sports, so if you need to piss, one of them will drink it for you.”

About that time we entered the barn where the horses were kept, and spotted Rocky, the handler fucking Carl, another handler.

Rocky spotted us and I quickly said, “Hey Rocky, don’t stop.  I’m just showing my friend around.  It’s his first time here.”

“I hope it’s not his last,” Rocky said.  “I agree, Carl managed to say as Rocky pounded against his ass.

Rocky was one of my favorites, since hairy guys turn me on.  Not only was his chest and stomach extremely hairy, but so was his shoulders and back and ass cheeks.  He sported a thick black beard and moustache and  had the word ‘FUCK’ tattooed on his left ass cheek and the word ‘ME’  on his right cheek.

I walked up and as Rocky fucked Tom, I gave him a quick tongue kiss and said, “Well, see you tomorrow.”

“We’ll be looking for you,” Rocky said.

We continued our walk and soon went to dinner in the dining hall.  As we sat down and looked around, Josh smiled and said, “I’ve never seen so many naked guys in one place in my life.”

“It’s certainly different, isn’t it,” I replied.

After eating we returned to our cabin and soon Stan and Tom arrived and we had a hot four way sex party, with me telling them that Josh was new to man sex.

With a smile on his face, Stan said, “Well, Mark, you certainly taught him well.”

For the next three days we had random sex, most of the time not knowing the name of the person we were having sex with, and by the time we left, Josh was a pro at sucking cock and taking it up his ass.

On our drive back home, Josh spoke up and said,  ‘Mark, I have to be honest about something. About a year ago, I happened to walk into a restroom and found one guy on his knees blowing another.  It immediately gave me a boner and they knew it and wanted to suck me, but I was scared and said no.  But ever since then, I have been extremely curious about sex with another male.  Then, when you came to me and offered me the job and said I could live with you I was immediately suspicious, hoping beyond hope that you were into men.  Then when you said you were gay, I was thrilled.”

I broke in and said, “So that explains why you got into everything so fast.  You actually wanted it.”

“Exactly,” he replied.

“Well, when you said you had accounting experience I was determined to get into your pants one way or another.”

“Well, then,” Josh said, “everything worked out for the best for both of us.”

Over the next few months, we had numerous weekend guest and Josh eventually turned into a dedicated piss drinker, like me, and often worked with a dildo up his ass. 

Not only was he good in bed but he was good at his work and the business volume increased nicely, showing nice profits.

I knew way before then that I had fallen in love with Josh, and wanted him in my life permanently. At breakfast one Saturday I told him that I wanted him to be my business partner and he quickly agreed.

Then, late that evening as we sat by the pool watching the awesome sunset, I said, “Josh, do you know how much I truly love you?”

“Yes, Mark, I think I do.  I never dreamed I’d ever say this about a man, but I have fallen head over heels in love with you.”

“Well, then, will you be my life partner?” I asked.

“Most definitely,” he replied.  I went inside and got two wine glasses and returned to the pool.  He watched as I pissed into one and handed the empty one to him.  With a smile he filled it with his piss, then we exchanged glasses.  Before I drank his piss and he drank mine, we toasted to our future life together, drained the gflasses and kissed passionately.

Then, on Monday, we went into town and bought matching bands to show our commitment to each other.  

We do play separately at time but NEVER overnight, and have frequent guest over to play with us together. 

All our friends tell us constantly that they can see the love we have for each other by the way we look at each other.

Since our union, we have become much more raunchy.  Almost nightly, our drink with dinner is each others piss and we frequently, our dinner has a cum coating to it. When we have guest, our favorite act is having the guest all jerk off in our face so that we can lick each other clean.

Some might think it gross, but we don’t and we love being nasty.