As we approached the end of February, we put some adverts on our social media accounts, and cheekily put the rainbow emblem in the corner. We started to get a few enquiries, and checked their profiles on Facebook or Snapchat.
One enquiry was from a couple, barely older than ourselves, who owned an apartment in the next town. They said that they wanted three walls painted, and the other wallpapered, and that they already had the materials. They asked if we could come and give an estimate either in the evening, or Saturday. Wanting to show interest, we said we would come round at 7pm that evening. It was a chilly evening, so we had tracksuits and leather jackets on. We were greeted by a good looking guy called Chad with dyed tortoise shell hair, who was naked apart from the skimpiest shorts we had ever seen. The central heating was going full blast, and we were glad to get out of the wind and rain. We were shown through to the living room, where we met Troy, equally good looking with blond hair and sparkling eyes, just in Calvin Klein boxers. We were shown through to the bedroom, which had tasteful prints of nude males, and a charcoal drawing of Troy with an outsized erection. They had coral paint for the three walls and some very erotic wallpaper that they had imported from the States. We discussed prices and when we could start. With everything agreed, they invited us to have coffee. While Troy busied himself in the kitchen, Chad stroked himself thought the tiny shorts until his dick popped out of the leg hole. Troy came back in carrying a trayful of mugs, with his penis though the fly of his boxers. It was obvious that the drawing wasn't that much of an exaggeration. He put the tray on a coffee table and stood in front of me, his cock nearing erection. I leaned forward and kissed it, and he put his hands behind my head and forced his member into my mouth, making me choke. Chad came over and sat on Chris's lap and rammed his tongue down Chris's mouth. We were relieved of our tracksuits, and we were all naked. Chris was led to the bedroom, while I was laid on the carpet. We kissed and made out. We moved round into a sixty nine. From the bedroom, we could hear moans and groans, but all I wanted was the big cock inside me. We moved back and Troy lifted my legs to eat my ass until I begged to be fucked. Chad cried out as Chris penetrated him. I held my legs apart and Troy pushed gently in. He waited a moment and then began humping. We rolled around and I straddled him, bouncing up and down and jerking. In the bedroom, things were becoming very noisy as Chad reached a crescendo. I splattered my seed over Troy's chest, then lifted myself slightly, and Troy did the rest, unloading deep inside me. With us all satisfied, we dressed, and they gave us a key so that we could let ourselves in to do the work, which we started the following Monday. The heating was still going full blast, so we worked in the nude. It was only a two day job, so by Tuesday afternoon, we were tidying up, when Troy arrived back from work. Seeing us naked, he immediately stripped, his cock already rising. Surprisingly, it was Chris who made the first move, kissing Troy and working his way down his body until he was knelt giving him a blow job. The sight of my boyfriend sucking Troy's big dick had me stroking myself. We went to the bedroom, where I sat in a chair watching them make out. I was treated to a personal porn show. They gave each other head, then Chris was spun round, his legs were raised right over his head so that his feet were either side of his head. Troy spat on Chris's hole and put saliva on himself, then eased in. Seeing me gently masturbating, Troy ordered me to take up the same position as Chris. With me next to my boyfriend, Troy began to fuck us alternately, pumping Chris for a few minutes, then moving across to me. This way, he could carry on for ages. At Troy's say so, we began beating, and splattered over our faces. Troy pulled out and tossed himself over us.
By mid March, spring had well and truly sprung and our phones constantly rang with people wanting decorating done yesterday. Even with Adam and Calvin, it was impossible to keep everyone happy, even working seven days a week. Adam and Calvin were now experienced enough to work by themselves, but we still enjoyed having sex with them, or just watching them shag. The only answer was to take on another employee or two. We contacted the local college to find out if there were any good lads nearing the end of their apprenticeships, and were given the details of several lads, so we held interviews. Some didn't turn up, some were unsuitable, but Ian, and his mate, Brad were worth trialing. They were both 21, Ian, tall and lean, with jet black curly hair, Brad shorted and stockier with mousey hair. They both claimed to be straight, but neither had a girlfriend.
In the first couple of weeks, we could see that they would be okay. They were both punctual, conscientious, and fun to be around. I took a particular shine to Ian, who I worked with most of the time. He still lived with his parents, being unable to afford to move out. On the warm days, we took our tops of. His body put me to shame. He was a gym bunny, with bulging biceps and thighs, and an amazing six pack. I had a job to keep my eyes off him. Brad worked with Chris, and it seemed he was also fit as fuck, as they went to the gym together. One day, Ian caught me looking at him longer than I should have, "What the fuck are you looking at, haven't you seen a man's body before?" I blushed, said sorry, and simply complimented him on his physique. To my surprise, he asked if I'd like to see some more. I nodded, and he dropped his shorts. He had no underwear on and a beautiful, uncut penis hung down, surrounded by a thick mass of pubes. As I stared, it grew. "Do you want to touch it?". I didn't need asking twice, I knelt and fondled his shaft and balls. It grew to full erection, about 8", with the head just peeping through the foreskin. He looked down and smiled, "Suck it". I wrapped my fingers around the base and carefully teased the foreskin down with my tongue. There was an aroma of mustiness. I sank my mouth down it. He held my head a face fucked me. I half wanked, half sucked him and was rewarded with a mouthful of salty cum. I so wanted to toss myself, but somehow refrained. "If you take me on permanently, you can do that whenever you want, I might even fuck you, but I'm not gay, I just don't have a girlfriend at the moment"
At home that evening, I confessed the blow job to Chris. He laughed and called me a lucky bastard and told me to do the same to him. I was still giving him head when Adam and Calvin walked in. They quickly dropped their jeans and lined up to take their turn. By now I had dropped my pants and a hand on my dick. Calvin decided he wanted more than a blow job, so knelt behind me, spat on my crack, and penetrated me. I now had two cocks to suck on while being banged, so tossing myself was impossible. Calvin held onto my waist and fucked me hard and bred me, my boyfriend took over. I worked hard on Adam's dick and he filled my mouth. Chris fired his cum into me. I rolled onto my back and jerked a huge load.
In bed that evening, Chris told me he had been working on Brad, and there was every chance he would come round to the idea of gay sex, but that's for another chapter.
