The Handyman

When I moved into the historic neighborhood by the sea, everyone told me about Sean. Sean was the neighborhood handyman. The old seaside houses, built in the 1800’s, required constant attention. Sean could do everything and anything you needed at a reasonable price. 

I met him as he painted the house to the right of us, a Federal-style with a gambrel roof and 20-30 shutters. It was a beauty but needed attention. Sean more than cared for these homes, he loved them. He was a handsome man of about 55, tall, muscular, Scandinavian looks, blonde, blue eyed. He worked shirtless, exposing his hairless tight muscular body. I would catch myself watching him on that ladder. He would contort himself in the most revealing positions where I would see his ample balls stretching his shorts. When he was face forward, I could see his cock hanging down his leg so unapologetically and deliciously. Sean was straight but fun to watch. His wife, Cindy, either a bit older of just less preserved, delivered his lunch daily. They would eat, sit, talk and laugh for a full hour before he would return to work. They seemed very happy.

Sean was very friendly to my partner Jommy and I. Without saying so, he made it clear that our sexuality was our business and not an issue with him. He was also a big drinker. He loved the beers we would offer him after work. Sometimes we would sit and talk about the clubs that have all closed in our capital city or the thriving art scene in our little town. As Sean and I talked one day, I went into our shed to throw the empties in the recycling bin. As I turned back, I noticed Sean followed me in and had his pants pushed down enough to pull his dick out and show it off. It was a beauty, long, uncut and starting to glisten and drip.

I was taken aback. He said “can you do me a favor. I got 3 weeks of cum weighing my balls down. Cindy has no interest but I see you looking a lot. Will you please suck it? I know you want to”. 

Holly fuck! I wanted to but I don't have an open relationship. We did fool around together occasionally but this was different. I figured this could be the beginning of a regular thing that Jimmy, would enjoy too. So I went down to my knees, tapped the door shut and took his cock into my mouth and deep down my throat. Sean sighed. He said “oh baby, I knew you'd be good at this. You gay guys love sucking cock. Oh man, work for my cum”. Again, I did. I sucked hard to deep throat his big cock for about three minutes. We were both trying to do this as fast as possible with maximum satisfaction. All of a sudden I heard “oh shit” as he tried to pull out and shoot on the dirty floor. Instead, I pushed him deeper in as he pumped glob after glob of his thick man juice down my throat. He was gasping, moaning, then laughing then a huge “holy fucking shit” as I struggled to swallow every last drop of that huge load.

Sean pulled me up and smiled at me before he gave me a big joyful hug. He was as happy as a little boy that just got a new toy. He looked at me and held my shoulders, “our secret, right”?  I said yes as Sean buckled up and left the shed like a happy child with a bag of candy. He was so full of energy and talked about everything and nothing until Jimmy got home from work. Sean quickly exited, noticing he was an hour late. 

I asked Jimmy if he wanted a beer. I handed him a beer and before he took a sip, I kissed him, deep and wet. In a few seconds he pulled away and said, “what the fuck, you smell like cock!” I said, “thats’s what I want to talk to you about. Sean’s cock.” Jimmy smiled wide, “Sean’s cock, really”???  I apologized and explained how it just happened and I figured he would take advantage of it too in the future.” Jimmy grabbed my hand and lead me to the bedroom where he pulled his pants down but left his shoes, shirt and tie on. He was hard as a rock and asked me to kiss him again to taste Sean and tell him what happened. As I told him the story softly in his ear, he said you lucky little whore as he jerked himself faster. When I told him how Sean came, he grabbed my head and slammed it down on his cock as he shot with tremendous force down my willing throat calling me his fucking little whore. I don't know what was more exciting that day, Sean or Jimmy, well, Seanbut but I had a feeling I'd be comparing them side by side on another day Soon.

I felt really guilty. I didn't want Jimmy doing stuff like that behind my back. Jimmy was so understanding though. He said it was a once-in-a-lifetime thing. He told me, no trust was broken. He knew it was a prelude to future adventures together. Jimmy had a plan. He wanted to fuck Sean. I said no way. It's a big stretch from a straight guy dumping his load down a gay guy's throat to bending over and taking an extra-large cock up his ass. 

Jimmy was a big guy. One of the first things I loved about him. Physically hot as hell, 6”3’, slim with big shoulders and a really fat 8.5X 8 cock. I called him Wide-oh for about a year after meeting him.  No way. Sean won't do it.

As expected, we had beers with Sean a few days later. When he was tipsy and ready to go, Jimmy grabbed his arm and whispered in his ear. Sean pulled away and looked at him with a nervous smile and scurried away. I asked what he said. All he would tell me was he offered him our services at anytime of night he was horny. We lived between the downtown bars and his house. That meant he passed us 4-5 nights a week, drunk. Jimmy said “give it 3 days”. Well, the doorbell rang at 12:30 that very night and the fun began.

On the way to answer the door, Jimmy held me back and made me promise not to let him cum until he said so. We opened the door to a drunk Sean smiling and squeezing his cock. We let him in and he immediately started pulling down his pants. Jimmy said, “hey, slow down” but you have to know your audience. He wasn't slowing down. He wanted to dump and bolt. So we led him into the living room and pulled down his pants. Jimmy, just to be even the score, dropped down and sucked his cock. He didn't do it fast like me. He was slow and deliberate. Being drunk has advantages. Sean was enjoying a slow sloppy blowjob from a pro as he mummbled “oooh and awwwwh”. Jimmy ordered me to pull down my pants and show him my ass. Jimmy loves my hard bubble butt but I wasn't sure how interested Sean would be. Jimmy asked him if he ever fucked ass. Sean admitted he fucked a girl once but she hated it. He said it was the tightest hole he ever fucked. At that Jimmy ordered me to bend over the arm of the couch. He got up and spit on my ass. As he aimed his cock at my asshole, Sean gasped at Jimmy’s size. He said no way can he take that as Jimmy buried his cock deep inside me and waited. Sean jumped up and ask Jimmy if he could “get some” as I laid there feeling like a piece of meat but willingly. As Jimmy pulled out Sean spit on his dick and pushed in. I squeezed my ass so tight to grip Sean as he moaned and said how good it feels. 

Jimmy said “you know what else feels good? Just lay on him with your cock inside and he’ll pump it with his muscles.” as Sean did, Jimmy went for it. He got down an licked Sean’s hot ass. He hesitated for a moment but with my ass working his dick and Jimmy’s tongue probing Seans asshole, he was moaning and rocking and enjoying the ride. We did this until Sean was good and ready. Ready for what? Suddenly Jimmy got up and pressed his cock against Seans virgin hole. Sean demanded “NO!” as Jimmy said “come on, just the head.” I silently laughed because I've heard that a hundred times from guys. I knew Jimmy was in. I loosened up as Seans moans grew louder and louder... “Stop”. Jimmy said “do you really want me to stop Sean?” After silence Shawn said “no”. Suddenly I felt the weight of both men on top of me as Sean wimpered and moaned. Jimmy was all in.

Jimmy started pumping as Sean started pumping. Sean was moaning like a bitch. He said he hoped his wife wouldn't notice his stretched hole.

As Jimmy’s voice got heavy, he said. Let him cum now. We all pumped and fucked hard as Jimmy said “yea, take my load”. Sean replied with “I’m cumming up your tight ass now, awww, yessssss” as I felt everything get wet and slippery. Jimmy got off us as Sean slipped to the floor. I turned to him and jerked off all over his face and the floor. Jimmy said. “Nice touch” as Sean laughed and tasted my cum. He said “salty. Like oysters”. I licked my cum off his face and shared it in a kiss. He enjoyed it.

As he headed to the bathroom to wash up, not shower, spot clean or his wife would know. He said, “you guys are too wild for me. I'm not coming back here. At least not for a week or two”. We all laughed. 

We never fucked Sean again but we gave each other permission to blow him anytime we wanted. I asked Jimmy what he said to Sean that day. He said he told him if he liked your mouth, we have a few more surprises you're going to love. Since I'm the cocksucker in this family, I ate a lot of cum in that shed. One day Seans young hot and hung son followed me into the shed too. Woof! Let's just say like father like son, he loves beer too! I'll save that story for another time.