Date: Tue, 10 Jul 2001 19:56:27 -0700 (PDT)
From: Jay Cee <cowboycliff1@yahoo.com>
Subject: Construction Stud Foreman, p. 2

Construction Stud Foreman, p. 2 of ?
MM, oral, anal, hairy, reluctant

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Lick. Slurp. Slap. Sounds of a nasty boy eating
hairy, fucked full of cum, man ass.  Damn, Jake's
ass was still tight, but had that wide open
puckered, freshly fucked look.  And I was eating
him again, this time trying to dig as much of my
cum out of him as possible.  I was getting a good
bit cause I blew quite a load into him.  At first
he was protesting about being sore and tired, but
I could tell I was getting to him again.  That big
fleshy hairy dick of his was getting harder with
each lick.  Just imagine a dog's tongue lapping up
water and that's how my tongue was fluttering up
and down Jake's crack and hole.

Damn, and he wasn't the only one getting turned on
again.  My big cock was stretching out.  I guess
I should remind you what I look like.  I'm 19 years
old, just kicked out of college for pleasuring the
quarterback, my first day on the construction site,
on my knees eating Jake Douglas' ass.  I'm 6', 160,
smooth body and 10 inch fucking horse cock, thick
and uncut too.  And drooling precum.

This big hairy muscled up foreman was turning
me on again.  Damn, I think I'm gonna have to fuck
him again.  And he was probably going to tell me
not to do it, but I've just never been too good
at taking orders.

As I ate Jake's ass, I ran my hands up and down
his furry thighs and calves.  He was one hairy
motherfucker.  Hair everywhere.  I didn't mind
one bit.  It turned me on to think that I had
taken this top pussy stud and rearranged his
life in one hard driving man to man fuck.  Well,
maybe not made the man gay, but time and more
of my dick would tell.

I had to get up his ass again.  My balls felt like
they hadn't cum in days.  And my cock was hard
and throbbing.  I stood up behind the foreman,
told him to get ready for some more cock.  I didn't
wait for Jake to say anything.  I just rammed it
home.  He grunted real loud.  His asshole spasming
around my cock, my balls slapped up against his balls.
"Oh fuck yeah, Jake, sir.  Giving you another hard
fuck.  You like that sir?  My hard teenage cock
plowing your asshole?"  He didn't answer but I heard
him grunting on every deep pile driving stroke of my
cock.  I reached under him and felt of his hard cock.
It was dripping precum, balls drawning up.  Then I
reached up to his hairy chest and pinched a nipple real
hard.  That got a reaction.  He started to cuss and
yell and buck.  I just pinched the other nip, HARD!
His asshole squeezed down tight, I couldn't take it
any more.  "No, more man!  I can't stand it anymore,"
I was yelling.  And then I unloaded another jizz
bomb up his ass pussy.

I could tell this big hairy boss man was about to cum,
but then a banging started in the other room.  And
someone was yelling through the door.  It was another
of the construction crew.  "Hey, Jake.  Open up!  You're
needed out here.  You in here man?  I thought I saw you
and that kid come in here."  Jake yelled from the bath-
room to hold his horses.  I quickly got dressed again,
hid Jake's clothes that were scattered all over the main
room, and then opened the office door.

Sunlight streamed in from outside framing the carpenter
in its rays.  He was already sweating and had a very
sexy look and smell about him.  Damn, the stud made my
balls tingle again.  I told him that Jake was taking
a shit, so the stud went to the door and they started
talking about the project.  I stared straight at those
tight ripped faded wranglers that his ass was trying
to get out of.  Woof!  Brian was his name and he was
just as sweet to look at as Jake.  Around 6'2", 200
pounds, he seemed to be hairy too.  Thick hair on his
forearms, a sprinkling on his brawny shoulders, made
me keep looking.

I was kind of afraid that Jake would come charging out
of the bathroom and ask Brian to help beat me up, but
nothing like that happened.  After a few minutes of
talking about things I never heard of, Brian turned
around and caught me staring.  I was drooling, but no
spit hanging out of my mouth yet.  Damn, it would have
been if I could have been looking at Brian's front.
WOOF!  Thick chest hair sprouting out the wide open
shirt, big handle bar mustache, and thick bulge hanging
to the left down his pants leg.  He flashed me a grin
as he turned to leave.  Damn!  I wondered if all
construction men are studs like the first two I met.

As the office trailer door closed, the bathroom door
opened and a cleaned up, but fucked up foreman walked
out.  He locked the outside door again and then went
to retrieve his clothes.  Jake had cleaned up as best
he could, but when he bent over to pick up his pants,
I saw some of my cum leaking out of that hairy hole.
I was sure he was going to be leaking all day.  Just
be a little reminder that he didn't have a cherry ass
anymore.

He pulled on his pants and work boots and then sat down
at the desk.  That big hairy chest sweat matted, nipples
still hard and pointed.  If this was a gay man, I'd say
he was one satisfied stud.  I might have fucked him into
an orgasm, but I doubted if you could call him satisfied.
He had a strange look on his face and I started to fear
his big fists.

"Kid," he said.  "My name is Chip, sir."  "Ok, Chip, I
ought to stomp you into a grease spot for what you did
to me.  But making you work and sweat and get sore will
be almost as good.  I'm gonna run you ragged, boy.  I'm
gonna give you all the rotten jobs I can find.  And if
I see or hear that you're slacking off, I will beat the
shit out of you.  Got that, BOY?!"

"Yes, sir.  I will try to do my job.  I just want to say
one more thing.....You are the hottest fuck I've ever
had, sir!"  I turned and left before the big stud could
say anything more than give a surprised grunt.

As I left the trailer, I saw Brian again.  He was waiting
for me.  It looked like I was to work with him.  Damn, how
was I to keep my hands to myself?  "So the boss give you
the big bad speech about working hard and doing as you're
told?"  Brian's voice was even hotter than Jake's.  I
nodded and grinned.  Balls tingling again, stop it.  "It
took longer cause my paperwork got lost and I had to fill
it all out again."

He nodded and then he showed me around the site.  It was
strip mall, just one story, long and strung out.  This
crew was doing all the work, even the landscaping would
be done by these studs.  Brian also introduced me to the
crew, 10 of the hottest, sweatiest, hunkiest men I've
even dared to dream about.  Some of them laughed at me,
cause I was so scrawny, but all said that I would get
muscles and a great tan.

My first job was to start sweeping the saw dust into
piles and then scoop up the piles and put it in the
dumpster.  It wasn't hard work really, but different
than what I figured I would be doing at this time in
my life.

The rest of the morning and the afternoon went well.
My back got awful sore and I started to get blisters
on my hands and I got sunburned.  At quitting time,
Brian asked if I was old enough to drink a beer
with the crew.  Luckily this state allowed me to drink
at 19, so I trooped along with the crew to their favorite
bar.  It was crowded with a bunch of blue collar types.
All sweaty, shouting, drinking, and blowing off steam.

I immediately went to the bathroom to piss and also
check out the stalls.  I was horny again, well, I am
always horny.  The pissers were full, so I went to the
stalls and went in to do my business.  Oh My God!  This
straight blue collar, jeans and boots bar had gloryholes
cut in the wall stalls.  And not just small little
holes either.  You could almost put your whole
head through to the other side.  I know I am talking
bullshit with the head thing, but hell, I was shocked
about even the existance of holes in the stalls.

As I was contemplating this development, the door on
the next stall banged open and closed again.  The sound
of a piss stream started and almost automatically,
I bent down to get a look.  Fuckin nice.  Big fat head,
smooth shaved bull nuts, and hairy bush.  I tried to
look up, but at that moment the pissing stopped and
the dick moved toward my mouth.  "Suck it a little
for me, buddy.  I can tell you're interested.  Want
a taste of a working man's sweaty dick?  Sure you do.
Just lick the head a bit.  Yeah, that's nice.  Oh yeah,
suck it stud."  The voice rumbled above me in a husky
whisper.  I could have sworn I knew that voice from
somewhere....

"Oh yeah, suck it some more.  A little deeper, boy,
suck my big cock deeper."  I reached in and grabbed
the man's balls as I sucked more of his big dick.
One of the man's hands grabbed the back of my
head and literally pulled me into his stall.  And
you thought I was just joking about the size of
those holes!  I heard an 'oh shit' and 'I'm sorry
little buddy.'  And the big cock was pulled from my
mouth, stuffed back inside those tight, faded, ripped
up wranglers and in a flash the man was gone.

Damn, I wonder what came over the big man?  Why did
he leave so quick?  I wasn't biting him or yanking
his balls or nothing.  No one was banging on the
door to tell him to hurry up.  I was so stunned that
I didn't even look up in time to see his face.  But
that voice still bothered me.  I knew it and I knew
I would figure it out pretty soon.

Well, I didn't have any more chances that night to
ponder the voice.  In fact I sucked another couple
of cocks before I returned to the construction
crew.  I looked around for Brian and didn't see
him.  I must have looked like a lost puppy to one
of the crew, so he told me that Brian had to leave
and asked if I wouldn't mind hitching a ride with
him.  Sure, no problem.  This was Tony, another
of the crew that I wouldn't kick out of bed for
anything.  I spent another hour drinking and
playing pool and having a good time and then
Tony took me back to the site and dropped me
by my car.  I had had a full and adventure-
some day.  I kind of wondered how Jake was
handling his evening and night.  I knew I was
going home and get a good night's sleep.  I
wanted to be rested for tomorrow.

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Well, guys, that's it for chapter 2.  What do
you think?  I know it doesn't have as much
sucking and fucking as chapter 1, but I had
to do some character development.  I think
the action will heat up in chapter 3.  Thanks
to all the guys that commented on the first
chapter.  It feels real good to see those
emails.  Comments are still welcome!!