The Decorators

We have sex with each other, and our clients

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As the summer turned to autumn, and the nights drew in, we did some gutter cleaning and repairing barge boards and soffits, and then all the work became internal. I took to wearing grey sweatpants, a size too small so they showed off my tight ass and gave me a nice bulge in the front, and still went commando. We also decided to swap apprentices to give them more experience. Calvin had also dressed for the colder weather, with a hoodie and old jeans, with a tear in the ass, with no underwear. It did nothing to hide his sexiness. He had also let his hair grow longer, making him look slightly feminine, even though he prefers to top.

We had several jobs on the go, trying to keep the customers happy. Most were straight married couples, but every now and then, one, sometimes both of us would get hit on. The first was a married guy who worked from home. He spent most of the day on the computer in his office, but would bring us coffee and see how we were getting on. He took a particular shine to Calvin, (and who can blame him?), and Calvin enjoyed the attention. This went on for a couple of weeks, and I wondered if he would pluck up the courage to take it further. It made me so horny, he fucked me in the van on the way home. One day Calvin decided to tease him, coming back from the toilet with his flies undone. Calvin was up a small ladder preparing a wall when the coffee came out. It was too much for him, and he felt the tear in Calvin's ass, so Calvin turned, his semi now out of his flies. I watched as the guy tentatively touched Calvin's cock. "Help yourself, you know you want to", Calvin chided. He gently stroked the velvety skin, bringing it to full erection. "Suck it", Calvin ordered. I had dropped my sweats and was playing with myself, watching Calvin getting head. "Faster, and suck harder", Calvin demanded. Then he held onto the man's head and face fucked him until he shot his load. I managed to shoot my cum inside my sweatpants. "Okay, let's see you wank". He laid on the carpet with his trousers around his knees, and jerked, cumming in minutes. "If you ask nicely, I'll fuck you before we finish the job". It meant that I didn't get fucked on the way home, but you can't have it both ways. Two days later, I was the audience as Calvin rimmed him and fucked him over his desk. More cum inside my sweatpants. Chris and I still had sex most nights, even if we had cum during the day. It just meant that we lasted longer.

Chris was now with Adam, which suited him and his lustful ways. Adam was quieter, but no less randy. They had moved to a new building site, as the roofers were finishing off the ridge and gardeners were laying turf, so no chance to have sex on site. Instead, they skipped lunch and knocked off early, giving them time to shag before we got home. Usually Chris topped, Adam was a power bottom doing just as much work as Chris. They stopped every so often, either for Chris to eat ass, or for Adam to suck cock, restarting in a different position. This enabled their love making to last over an hour. Indeed, they were still at it one evening when Calvin and I arrived. It was a pity we'd fucked in the van, but nevertheless, we watched as they reached their respective climaxes. Chris shot over Adam's back for effect, then ate his own cum. I went to prepare dinner, leaving them watching TV. Having eaten and washed up, the evening was still young. Watching my boyfriend fucking Adam, I should have been jealous, but Calvin had already had me. All it did was make me randy again. I needed more cock inside me. Chris was sat in an armchair, manscaping, so I knelt between his legs and began sucking him back into life. With my bum in the air, someone, (I later found out it was Adam) rimmed me. I was still sucking Chris's erection when I was penetrated, forcing more cock down my throat. Although Adam normally bottomed, he energetically pumped into me, and didn't stop until I had been bred. He dropped out and licked my hole clean, preparing it for Calvin to fuck me for the second time that day. I stopped sucking Chris as I didn't want him to cum in my mouth. Ten minutes later and I received Calvin's semen. He too licked me clean. I now turned round and impaled myself on Chris, taking myself in hand as bounced up and down, using my ring muscles to milk Chris. Before long I shot over my belly and scooped it up. Raising myself up a little, Chris powered up into me and I was bred for a third time that evening, and four times for the day. It made me a happy bunny, even though my ass was a little sore.  

That night in bed, Chris reaffirmed his love for me, kissing and cuddling, it was no surprise when he got hard. I stroked it, but he had nothing left in his balls, so we spooned with his hardness up my crack, and fell asleep.

The next morning, it was cold and wet, not good for painting, so we took the morning off, hoping that the storm would pass. I was still full from the previous evening, so the boys treated me to a personal porn show, with Adam the lucky recipient. They used the carpet in the lounge. After a lot of foreplay, with them each getting a penis in their mouths, Chris lay on his back and let Adam ride him. Calvin lay beside them, gently tossing. Adam moved over and straddled him, then moved back and forth getting fucked by both of them. Then, while straddling Chris, Calvin moved in behind and double dipped his boyfriend. I'd never seen this in real life before, and I found myself jerking. Chris couldn't move much, but Calvin put on a display beyond his years. When he felt himself getting close, he gave his knob to me to suck, then plunged back in, making Adam scream in pleasure and pain. After doing this four times, he carried on to orgasm, spunk running out over Chris's balls. Chris now had Adam to himself, who rode him like a stallion. I could see his balls rise as he pulsed. "C'mon, you can have me as well". I hadn't topped in ages, but I was so worked up, nothing would stop me. I let him ride me, jerking as he bounced. His first jet hit me in the eye, the rest splashed over my chest. I gave him another cum load. 

We decided to take the day off, and went to buy supplies, and made love again in the evening.

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