Date: Fri, 30 Jun 2006 15:34:08 -0500
From: mt nuda <mtnuda@hotmail.com>
Subject: The Exam chapter 21

	The next day the crew showed up at eight as promised.  Hank and Ger started
out wearing wife-beaters but Gus was wearing a baggy flannel shirt with the
sleeves ripped off.  It made his arms look good but his ample stomach was
not camouflaged.  They went to work on the floor of the pool while testing
the sides making sure everything was setting correctly.  Again Billy was
dispatched for the tile order and after a quick call to his dad who told him
to ask his mom she settled on some colors and patterns and a call to his dad
again and the order was placed.  His mom told him that she was leaving and
any more design decisions would have to make by either him or his dad.  She
bundled her folders and boxes into the car and left saying she'd be back
before his father got home and there were more sandwiches and drinks in the
frig as before.

	A different truck arrived around eleven-forty and dropped off the tiles and
other supplies as before.  As he was doing the checking while still juggling
his caulking gun and Billy was busy with the signing Gus managed to get
caulking all over his left arm.  He looked at himself, laughed and called
for lunch.

	"Hey Billy where can I wash this off before I'm wearing a cast?"  Gus was
trying to scrape it off but instead just smearing it more.

	"C'mon Gus" Billy said leading him into the kitchen.

	"You think I could rinse this off in the shower?  Don't want this messing
up the sink."

	"Ah..." Billy was thinking now, wondering about Big Hank who might also be
needing the shower "yeah I guess c'mon" and he led him up to the bathroom.

	Gus immediately went to the toilet and unzipping himself with his good hand
pulled out a short uncircumsized plump head and started to piss.

	"Hope you don't mind-"

	"N-n-naw..." Billy got out, watching him mouth gaping.

	"Cause I don't wanna get the crew in trouble or anything-" Gus kept pissing
not trying to hide himself but watching Billy's reaction "cause you've been
a good boss so far" he was shaking it and then just left it hanging out "and
we don't wanna do anything you don't want" and he started unbuttoning his
shirt with one hand still keeping his eye on Billy "cause you are in charge
and you're doing a good job..."

	"Thanks I guess" Billy was watching more and more of Gus' hairy chest come
into view.

	"And you just tell us what and we'll do it.  We do really good work right?"
Gus stopped moving his hand, his shirt now hanging open, his fat soft dick
still poking out of his fly.

	"You just tell us what you want, you are the boss."

	"Okay" Billy was not sure where this was going.

	"So go on Billy" Gus said still not moving "tell us.  Tell us what to do."

	"Ah..." Billy looked straight at Gus "you said you wanted to take a shower
right?"

	"Is that what you want?  You want us to take a shower?"

	"Well yeah Gus take your shower already."

	"Tell me.  Tell me to take the shower boss." and Gus started to turn on the
water.

	"Geez Guz don't you want to get outa those clothes first" Billy said trying
to make a joke.

	"You want me to take these off? Tell me boss" Gus said his eyes firmly on
Billy now "tell me."

	Billy looked at him and slowly it dawned on him; he got what Gus was
getting at.  It was like bidding on his dad and how he felt calling the
shots just for that one time.  But now it seemed Gus was giving him another
chance to order around a "contestant".  Billy wanted to see how far he could
push this, before Gus snapped out of it.

	"Okay Gus take off the shirt."

	"Yes sir" and Gus slowly started to pull it off, watching Billy closely.

	"And the shoes and socks.  Kick em over there" Billy pointed to the corner.
  Gus did as directed.  He finished and just stood there.  Billy thought,
okay here we go.

	"Gus, take off the pants and anything underneath and give them to me."

	Gus, still watching Billy, slowly unsnapped his pants and pushed them down
with his boxer briefs and picking them up with his foot gave them to Billy.
Billy folded them over the rack and looked at Gus who was now naked in front
of him.  Billy looked close and it seemed that Gus' cock was thickening.
Well so much for that idea!

	"Okay Gus get in the shower but leave the curtain open-"

	"Don't wanna get water all over-"

	"Just do it.  And get that arm cleaned up before it gets harder or
somethin."

	So Gus got into the shower rubbing his muscular forearm under the water
until all of the paste was washed away.  Billy stood there feeling himself
go to full hard and not worrying about Gus noticing or reacting.  He watched
the water bounce off Gus' full stomach and run down into his very full bush
and then redden his cock and balls.
"Okay Gus you need to clean yourself off now.  Use this soap" and Billy
handed him some of his mom's bath lotion.  Gus started to smear it all over
his chest, the soap's white lather swirling though his hair the white trails
running down his front.

	"You're not doing it right" Billy said his eyes almost bugging.

	"I'm doing what your telling me boss" Gus said "if I ain't doing it right
ya gotta tell me."

	"You're not cleaning yourself good enough..." Billy was staring as Gus'
soapy crotch "y'know, down there."

	"Yes sir" Gus said and started to lather his cock and balls.

	"Yeah" Billy exhaled feeling a wetness inside his shorts.  He started to
unbuckle his pants but left his undershorts on.  Gus watched his every move
and when he saw the tented shorts he let out a soft growl.

	"Tell me what to do boss, is this right?" and Gus was starting to stroke
himself.

	"Naw you still ain't doing it right" and Billy's hand started to reach out
almost by itself "I gotta show ya" his hand started to grab Gus' cock slick
with the water and lather "like this."

	Billy's hand slid back and forth up and down Gus' short stubby cock.  Gus
let out a hiss and Billy started to feel a distinct counter-pressure pushing
back against his hand.  As he slid it back and forth Gus' cock just got
wider and wider until it was almost too big for Billy's hand to get around.
It was pushing straight out and a little to the side and as Billy slid his
hand back to the balls he felt the skin start to give way and an almost
bluish pink head popped through the foreskin.  It had a distinct color that
Billy had never seen before as it continued to swell.

	"Boss what do you want me to do?" Gus' breathing started to speed up.  But
Billy just continued to stroke it back and forth,  feeling the head go in
and out of the skin with a slight pop on each stroke.

	"Boss you better hurry and tell me what you want" Gus hinted as his knees
started to shake.

	"Don't cum, don't you dare cum" Billy ordered.

	"Yes sir" and Gus took a deep breath squeezing his eyes shut.  Billy's hand
went away from his dick leaving it throbbing again and again, only a clear
drop hanging from the slit, and his hand slid down and started massaging his
ballsac trying to pull it this way and that, but it was shrinking up and
swelling tight.

	"Please don't sir they're very sensitive..." Gus whispered "don't play with
my balls if you do not want me to shoot."

	"Turn around" and Gus did so, the water splashing off his shoulder
drenching Billy's front.  His shorts now wet were clinging to his genitals,
every inch clearly outlined.

	Billy started smoothing both hands over Gus' cheeks rubbing all around and
down his thighs and up into his crack.  Except for that brief chance with
his dad, Billy never allowed himself to feel up a guy completely.
Especially not a full grown big hairy adult like this.  He could not see the
opportunity coming again any time soon so he took full advantage.

	"Gus crouch down and spread them."

	"Yes Sir!" and Gus opened up his crack with his hands "you just tell me
what boss, I'll do it."

	"Just like that Gus, don't move" Billy started to run a finger around and
around the button.

	Gus let out a gasp and threw back his head.

	Billy ran it around and around thinking, he won't actually let me stick it
in there will he?  Maybe he'll let me rub his cock, but no way he'll let me
do this!  He'll stop me, he's gotta stop me, if he don't... and Billy
started to press his finger against the hole.  But Gus just spread himself
wider.

	Shit, Billy almost said out loud, he ain't stopping me he's gonna let me do
it, man! he's gonna do it, and the finger slid in.  Gus let out a loud
grunt.

	"You just tell me boss, you just say the word."

	"Gus are you sure?" Billy whispered, the words barely getting out.

	"You're the boss.  You tell me what you want."

	But now Billy stopped trying to talk and just kept pushing it in until it
wouldn't go any further.  Then he pulled it out and started to push in two.
Again Gus gasped.  When he pushed in three and then started to push in four
he braced hmself waiting for Gus to yank his hand away but instead Gus
started to squeeze out and push his ass back onto Billy's fingers.

	A soft "mutherfucker" escaped from Gus' throat and he started to shake.

	"Don't you dare cum until it tell you" Billy ordered.  A strangled "no sir"
came from deep in Gus' chest.

	Billy started to spook when he saw almost all of his fingers and even the
tip of his thumb going deep into Gus' hole and when it started to reach his
knuckles he had to let it slide back out.  Gus was gasping now.

	"Turn around."

	"But sir-"

	"I want you to turn around."

	"Whatever you want boss" and Gus turned around opening his eyes.  He looked
down at Billy's wet front and said "damn."

	Billy could barely belief Gus was still very hard after that ordeal, but
the head was again covered with the foreskin.  He slowly retracted it and
saw how the head was darker and redder, as well as stretched and shiny.  As
the water washed away the last of the soap Billy said,

	"Don't move!"

	"No sir."

	"Or try to stop me okay?"

	"Yes sir."

	"I mean it."

	"Whatever you say, you're the boss" and before Gus could move Billy finally
let himself lean forward and press his lips against the head.  As the water
started to wash over him he pulled the skin back and covered it with his
mouth.  He finally had a complete stranger's cock in his mouth and no one
could stop him.  Finally.

	Gus carefully reached over and turned off the water seeing Billy start to
lose his breath.  Billy took it as a cue to start giving him a full and
unstoppable blow job.  After a minute at most Gus grabbed Billy's head and
pushed it away.

	"Gus I told you not to move!" thinking Gus would stop him.

	"GodDAMN you kid!" Gus said and pushing his hands away pulled Billy's waist
forward to him and with a quick hand yanked down his dripping shorts.
Before Billy could react he plunged his mouth down on Billy's upright dick
and after four very long and very tight strokes Billy screamed and flooded
his mouth with several days of cum.  When he has siphoned every last drop
from him Billy collapsed onto Gus' wet shoulders and lay there getting his
wind back.  Finally Gus felt Billy speaking "I told you not to move."

	"Sorry sir but-"

	"Stand up and this time if you move you're fired."

	"Sir-" but before Gus could get out another word Billy pushed his shoulders
back and lowered his head again towards Gus' dick.

	"Not ONE muscle..." and Billy pushed his mouth down as far as it would go,
tasting a salty taste guessing it was Gus' precum.  Gus let this happen
about ten seconds and then started whimpering as shot after shot went into
Billy's mouth and down his throat.  But Billy clamped his mouth tight and
just swallowed and swallowed until Gus finally stopped cumming.  But it took
him a good minute to stop the spasms.

	Billy finally released his hold on Gus' softening cock and the head went
back into the foreskin.  Gus went over to the sink and started washing
himself.

	"Goddamn you kid" Gus muttered.

	"What? You're pissed?" Billy straightened up and started looking around for
something to dry himself with.

	"Damn you coulda told me ta do anything.  I told you you're the boss.  I
woulda done anything ya told me to."

	"Hell I did" Billy looked confused and maybe a bit hurt "and you did.  Why
are you upset? Ya gonna tell my dad?"

	Gus grabbed Billy by the shoulders and gave him a hard shake "I told you ya
coulda told me ta do anything. Anything!" and he stuffed himself back into
his sweaty clothes and hustled back downstairs.

	Billy stood a second getting his head together, a bit frightened.  Gus
seemed really angry at him and for a second he thought he was going to deck
him almost.  Billy went back to his bedroom and found something dry to wear.

	By the time he got up the nerve to go back outside the three were sitting
around like any normal day.  As soon as he saw Billy, Gus started "Hey Bill
you're just in time.  We are just about finished with lunch but we'll need a
few more things" and he gave him a list of some odd supplies.

	Billy took the list, looking at Gus carefully but Gus seemed to be back to
his normal good-natured, low-key self.

	"How soon can we get this stuff because we'd like to finish the sanding and
finishing today."

	"Let me make some calls" Billy said trying not to sound a bit offguard
"I'll see what I can do."

	He went into the kitchen and called his dad.  He read the list to him
stumbling over some of Gus' handwriting but Joe was able to make sense of
all of it.

	Within the hour a truck arrived and a different guy showed up.  He looked
to be about Big Hank's age but shorter and built more like Gerry maybe a bit
bigger in the shoulders and arms, but darker complexion, almost Mideastern
or something.  And he seemed to think shaving was a odd activity only
resorted to in desperate times.  Today was not one of them.  He dropped off
the items which Gus went through one by one.  He seemed slightly surprised
to see that everything was there, even the right models and brands.  He gave
the packing slip to Billy who signed it and kept it and the delivery guy
made a couple of comments to Gus and left.

	"Good goin' Bill you just saved us a half a day" Gus said and clapped Billy
on the back, maybe a bit too hard for Billy's taste but he secretly enjoyed
the fact they were friends again.

	The day went well as the final surface treatments were completed and the
boxes of tiles laid out for the next day.  Billy had to run some papers
downtown and stopped by the store to get his dad to go over some permits.
He said he would get them taken care of in a day or two.  Billy was not back
a half hour before the crew started to clean up for the day and Joe drove
up.

	"Gus at this rate we'll be in the pool by the weekend" Joe said looking at
Billy.

	"Joe don't get your hopes up.  The crete's still curing and we still got to
connect all the plumbing and electrical connections and that will take more
time" Gus said winking at Billy "we still got a lot of territory to cover
here."

	They packed up and left for the day as Joe and Billy headed in for supper.

	"Are they working you too hard?" Joe said settling in "don't forget we're
paying them!"

	"No dad they're working their butts off" Billy said hoping he didn't start
to blush "but I'm keeping a close eye on them to make sure they don't take
advantage of my good nature."

	"You do that Bill" and they started into supper.