Date: Tue, 26 Jan 2010 08:27:14 -0800 (PST)
From: Gunter Ragen <gruntraq@yahoo.com>
Subject: Skinhead-Construction 16

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"Well if I can stay with you again tonight, why don't we get out of here so
I can help you out with that asshole of yours," he said with a devilish
grin. "Nothing 30 minutes of my nice warm tongue couldn't cure." My dick
instantly throbbed to size. Damn did this stud know where my buttons
were. I took him up on the offer and we were off to my apartment in a cloud
of diesel dust.

When the two of us got to my place there was no romance. David attacked me
right in the living room and soon had my face burried in the couch cusions
getting his nut hot and rough in my ass. Having already taken three hot
Mexican loads from the painter crew just a half hour ago, my chute was
slippery and open for his taking. After a short few minutes of sloppy wet
butt-fucking, he dumped his Skinhead Construction Stud load into my
tattered cum hole.

While I was sore he soon made up for it by diving into my manly cream pie
with his tongue of wonder. For the next fifteen minutes he pigged down,
eating my hole like a ruthless dog in heat. He loved this part the most and
what a ride it was. He seemed to be feasting dirty on the loads from my
previous engagement as well as his own. What a perv. His flithering tongue
lapped up his warm load and them some, sucking and gnawing hard on my
puckered rosebud till I was clean inside and out. My asshole was raw and
sore, but now massaged and felt much better in an ichy sort of way.

By the time he was finished I was oozing precum in a steady stream. His
rough hands had been squeezing and stroking my meat as he was eating my
hole and I was harder than a rock. He turned me over on my back and began
sucking my leaking 7" dick with a mission. In his ravenous sucking, licking
and slurping I soon came to a head of full load, blowing off several times
in his dirty pig mouth. He worked my dick dry, almost sucking it inside out
before he let my limp spent meat slip from his lips.

He then slid up on top of me and began tonguing his mouthful of sweet
manseed into mine. Our sweaty ripe bodies laying together got us hard again
as we slipped and slid, tongued and slurped. We kissed and swapped the warm
white with a passion until it was gone. Finally we came off each other and
David said, "Come on, lets got take a shower bro. You stink like you been
gangfucked". We both laughed and kissed again before peeling the remains of
our clothes off on the way down the hall and squeezed into my small shower
together.

After the shower we spent the next half hour taking turn shaving each
other's tools and cunts. It had become a weekly tradition of eroticism that
we looked forward to, grooming each other in the raw. It usually ended with
more eating, sucking and fucking. In this occasion I took my turn burrying
my tongue in the fresh clean shaven hole of my buff Skinhead Construction
Stud and working him till he sqealed like a girl. He was a big rough tatted
muscle stud but all it took was a warm tongue in his chute to make him
whine and beg for a hard cock to fuck him like the whore he is.

On my bed now and laying on his back he made the sexiest of faces as I
jackhammered his raw hole with my tool. Making eye contact and giving me
the begging stare for more I slammed his meat hole rough and hard. Banging
his inner sphincter every few thrusts as he had tought me made him flinch
and wince in shock, his snatch clenching tigher around my assault
weapon. With his hairy legs glenching tightly around my torso and his
growling moans, "Come on, harder! Oh yeah! Harder", I didn't last long at
it before I dumped my load in him and fell to his side on my dirty unmade
bed.

After we came to from the wash of of all we got up and got dressed in a
fresh pair of clothes. By now he had an extra few pairs of this and that at
my place so he always had clean threads to put on after our hook-ups. We
went out to dinner and had a few beers just down the street. Chatting over
dinner he asked if he could stay with me for a couple more days until he
could get some furniture for his house.  The conversation finally went
where it was headed for the past couple of months. Our bond had gotten well
beyong hookups. It was time step up and take it to the next level.

"Well, my lease ends next month and I don't have to renew. Why don't we
just live together?", I suggested. "I'd really like that " He smiled ear to
ear as we just looked into each other's eyes with a knowing heat that
didn't need words to explain. After a few dopey moments the logistics of it
all got worked out in short order. After we paid the dinner tab we were off
in our trucks to my aparment to get busy moving my bed, furniture and other
belongings to his house.

The End