I'm not one to write letters, but I thought it the best way to inform the different branches of our families about our relationship. One Sunday I left Chris in bed and drafted out what needed to be said, then typed and printed it out. With the help of our address books, I sent out a dozen copies, knowing that it would spread like wild fire. I went to make coffee, and the smell woke Chris. He asked why I was up so early, so I showed him the draft. He kissed me on the forehead. Over the next couple of weeks, we had phone calls and letters, mostly saying 'so what, we still love you.' There were a few homophobic exceptions. It made us feel more comfortable, like a load had been lifted.
Work was going well, we seemed to get more and more contracts, and we toyed with taking on another decorator, or an apprentice. It came to a head when we accepted the contract from a small building company. We decided that a young apprentice would be best, an 18 or 19 year old could be trained to do things to our standards, and they had to be able to drive. We put an advert in the Job Centre and engaged a recruitment agency. After a string of useless applicants, we narrowed it down to a few hopefuls, and invited them to the apartment for an interview. One never bothered to turn up. Two others, Adam and Calvin arrived together, 19 years old. Both were working for a larger company, where they were being used to run around, collecting and delivering things, learning nothing. Out of interest, I asked them if they were an item. They blushed, making it obvious. To put them at ease, I kissed Chris. We hired both of them, hoping that we would have enough work. They had to work their week's notice, and joined us the following week. I took Adam under my wing, and Chris taught Calvin. They settled in very quickly, and it enabled us to work at two sites at the same time. We arranged for them to have day release at college to gain their qualifications. I worked with Adam for the building firm, and Chris and Calvin kept up with the private contracts. Saturday evening, we invited them over for a bite to eat and a few beers. They were delighted, as they both still lived with parents, so anything other than a sneaky blow job was out of the question. They were both still virgins. We told them they could use the spare bedroom, which we largely used as an office. The meal went well, Chris made a spaghetti bolognaise, which we washed down with plenty of beer, but I knew I had to break the ice, but how? I didn't want to offend . I needn't have worried, Chris went for a piss, and came back with his dick hanging out of his flies. He came over to me and kissed me deeply, stroking my ever growing bulge. Bold as brass, Chris asked, "Would you like to watch us make love? We haven't done it in front of anyone, and I think it would be exciting. Their eyes spoke for them. We went to the bedroom, with them following. Chris and I kissed and undressed. By the time we were naked, we both had erections. We climbed onto the bed, and put on a display of our best love making. It certainly raised the atmosphere, knowing every move was being keenly watched. Chris pinned me down, lubed and mounted me. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see our guests kissing and making out. We performed in several positions, with Chris making sure they had a good view of him shafting me. After 20 minutes, he bred me. I still hadn't cum, so I dared the lads to have a go. Adam was most up for it, and he was soon taking me doggy, his first fuck, so he didn't last very long. Calvin didn't want to be left out, and I took my third cock. I hadn't looked round, so I didn't know Calvin was so well endowed, until it went in. Thankfully, my ass was soaked in cum, so I took it easily. We turned over and he remounted me, missionary, kissing and fucking at the same time. If this was his first, he was a brilliant lover, shagging me for ages. He made me shoot my load unaided. Then he upped the pace and fired gallons into me. I was an exhausted, happy boy. We went back to the lounge for more beers. I noticed neither Adam or Calvin hadn't gone completely soft, Calvin still leaked cum down his thigh. I gave them towels and toothbrushes, and we turned in. In bed Chris kissed me and whispered, "You were marvelous. I think the boys loved it, as did I. If I didn't think you'd had enough, I have you again." We kissed again, and slept.
I was woken in the morning by the sounds of love making coming from the other bedroom. I slipped out of bed, and went to watch. Adam was on his back with his legs up by his chest, his right arm behind his knee, wanking. He was taking a pounding from Calvin's big cock. I couldn't help tossing myself as they worked to a climax. Adam came first, blasting over his chest. Having spotted me, Calvin pulled out and sent a volley of jets over his boyfriend. I went back to our bedroom. Chris had woken and was playing with his erection. I climbed on the bed and straddled him, bouncing up and down, until he bred me and I shot my load. I showered and went to make coffee and breakfast, joined by the others one by one, all naked. I wondered how long it would take Adam and Calvin to recover, and whether I'd be the lucky one. We chilled, chatting about work, sport and TV. We had a spot of lunch, over which I could see them eyeing Chris up. Mick was the only person to have fucked him. That made no difference, they came up either side of him, putting his hands on their dicks, then led him to our bedroom. I followed. There they set about him, pinning him down, he just let them have their way. Adam mounted him first, twerking his little ass quickly, clearly not used to being a top. No matter, he soon had his spunk in him. That left him with Calvin. He closed my eyes and relaxed as much as he could. His felt his crown at Chris's hole, then pushing inside. I thought he'd split him, Opening his eyes, he saw me masturbating, watching my boyfriend take a hammering. Again, Calvin showed what a brilliant lover he was. To help him out, Adam tossed Chris, though he would have cum anyway. He came more than I expected, and Calvin bred him once more.
They dressed and went home, with us offering a bedroom for them anytime they wanted.
