A few days had gone by since Arturo got his virgin cherry busted. He had been showing up to work on time since I tore his shitter open and made him my new jobsite bitch. I put my drug test cup away on the condition he wasn't late anymore and came to my office for cock service whenever I called him.
While I wanted to fuck his tight ass again in the worst way there would be plenty of time for that. Instead I had another man in my crew who finally needed a reward earned long from his own service to the boss. Bruce is about 30 and well built, a man I been fucking the shit out of for a few years and my dearest right hand man. I've even come to love the guy in some ways, but cant show it at work.
I called Arturo to the construction office at the end of the day after most everyone had left. I had already told Bruce that I was feeding Arturo to him so he was excited and waiting out back behind the office. When Arturo arrived he was a bit nervous, likely assuming he was gonna get fucked up the ass again. He sat guardedly in front of my desk. "Thanks for coming boy", I said as I leaned back in my chair. "I want to start training you for an assistant foreman position", I announced and smiled.
Shocked, Arturo sat up and got an excited look on his face. "Really?" Rubbing my chin in a shit eating way I replied, "Yep. You're gonna be working with Bruce one on one. You're gonna be his bitch too." Looking deflated and nervous again he stared at the floor and said, "Thank you boss." His mind was racing again, debating his fate. He wanted his job, he wanted his promotion but was scared shitless at what he was gonna have to do for it.
I then leaned back and said, "Go on out back now, Bruce is waiting to get started with ya". Arturo looked up with fear, "Right now? It's almost quitting time?""All the better boy, nobody to interrupt your first training session!", I countered gruffly and pointed for the door. Arturo got up and stepped outside to meet his new boss and I couldn't wait to watch every minute of it.
Standing in in my office window I gave Bruce a wink and thumbs up as Arturo nervously walked out to him behind the office trailer. Bruce already has his shirt off, showing off his beautiful build, his hairy chest already shining with a light coat of sweat. Arturo and he exchanged a few words as I watched stroking my meat through my jeans.
Before I knew it, Bruce had the boy stripping his clothes off despite his protests. I could hear him whining "I aint no fag" all the way in my office. But Bruce was undeterred and soon had the little bitch laying over the steel table with his ass presented for the kill.
Bruce then surprised me and knelt down behind him and began eating his ass like a ravenous pig. Prying his bubble cheeks apart my right hand man was bobbing and grinding his face into to boys cunt, causing him to make faces I hadn't seen before. I bet he had to be fighting himself not to enjoy it. Bruce kept at him, licking and sucking his hairy little Latin hole, causing him to claw and grab at the table in the afternoon sun.
"Bruce keeps that up and the bitch will start liking it and expect me to eat him every time", I thought to myself as I unbuttoned my fly and began to tug on my hardening dick. The boy just laid there silently as his hole got his first ass rim from a bit burly stud.
Wasn't long though Bruce's cock was standing erect and he was ready to plug the boys hole. He surely had healed a bit since I broke his cherry the other day, but the look on his face when Bruce plunged in was golden. His mouth opened and I could hear a low gut wrenching moan coming from outside. I squeezed my dick tight as I heard the slapping sound start up in earnest.
Bruce began bullfucking his ass right at the start. SLAP. SLAP. SLAP. SLAP. The boy writhed and contorted in pain, saying something I could not quite make out. I am sure it was, "Take it easy, please, not so hard". But Bruce got his training well. He wasn't hearing a damn thing other than his groin slapping the little bitch's ass cheeks. And did it sound so good. Fuck.
I began to feel the wet sticky ooze flowing from my dick as I watched the stud banging his new boy hard against the steel table, the sun shining now off both of their wet bodies. "Man this is going to be good as long as he lasts", I thought. Bruce was grunting and slapping the bitch, hazing him as he buttfucked him raw and rough.
He then pulled out and spit on his dick, jacking it a bit and plugging back into the boy's tight hole. Soon he would not be so tight, he'd be stretched out and fuckable so much easier. But now, he was like a virgin cunt, still a fight to be made.
Bruce then lifted his prey up unto the table and flipped Arturo over on his back, laying into him face to face. For what seemed like five minutes the buck flogged his boy rough. Man I didn't know he had the stamina. Seeing Arturo's facial expressions was getting my dick so wet. I was pulling lines of my sticky goo from my cock and feeding myself with it. Hmmmm.
Soon I could hear the table squeaking as the boy seemed to just pass into resigned sex. He was breathing and panting I could see, Bruce taunting him and spitting in his face the whole time. Then after a few more minutes, he flipped the boy over and laid on his back, pump fucking him for the final drive.
As his back arched and his groin bucked I could tell Bruce was getting close. The boy gripped the table tight as the 190lb stud was using him like a bitch so rough. Finally Brice looked up at me in the window and shut his eyes in ecscacy before he deflated onto the boy's back.
Laying there on top of the little fuck boy, Bruce kissed and nibbled at his year in a loving and tender way. His cock still sliding deep up the boy's ass, he was surely swimming in a wet white hole of goodness now. The boy laid his head down and just seemed to be relaxing as Brice whispered something into his ear.
Ahhh what a beautiful sight. As I stood there pounding my meat at the pretty picture outside my window I finally blew my load all over the glass in a few highly charged shots. By the time I finished and began buttoning up my pants Bruce had the boy getting his clothes back on.
I watched with a father's pride as Bruce and Arturo finished up their first meeting. Finally dressed Arturo stood like a good man and listened intently as Bruce spoke to him, no doubt telling him he had done a good job. And he needed to hear it because he was headed home once more to his little wife, his asshole leaking and aching from man sex.
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