All I could is laugh. "So, this handsome, young cable installer, who conveniently was just my type of man, is supposedly here to do his job while I lay naked on the bed. I'm suspicious."
Matias laughed as well while looking at the wall behind the TV. "That's Billy for you."
"Oh, so you know him?"
"Yeah, we were roommates at a leather event. Good times."
"Did you guys met when you were doing your job, or found out you installed cable later?"
"You ask too many damn questions," Matias said disapprovingly. He turned to face me. "I thought he had his bitches trained better."
His response caught me by surprise. I had no idea they had a history of anything. "Sorry."
"No problem man," he said, approaching the bed. He ran his hand over my butt. "Damn, he beat this ass good. What did you do?"
"Nothing. He said he's getting me ready for some kind of auction this weekend."
"Yeah? I might just bid on this. Fuck, you got a nice ass, bounce a quarter off it."
"Oh you going to be there?"
"Hell yeah, wouldn't miss it. Win/win situation. I get myself a bitch for the weekend and money goes to a good cause," said Matias, gripping my ass. "In fact," he said, "let me get a sample of this." He unbuckled his jeans but was unable to get them past his tool belt. "Fuck it," he said, unzipping his zipper and pulling out a fat uncut dick, nicely hung with long overhang. On it were colorful designs of various shapes, none of which I recognized.
"Damn, this looks good," I said, admiring the tattoos. I had never seen an inked dick, much less one with elaborate detail. I played with his floppy dick, looking at the designs from different angles.
"You ever see a cock with tattoos?"
"Nope, first time. It's fucking beautiful."
"Yeah man, now put it in your mouth," said Matias, pushing my head onto his cock. As it slid in, I could feel the slightly raised outline of where he was tattooed. "Fuck that's good," he said as I swirled my tongue around him. I could feel his foreskin resting at the back of my throat, the shaft swelling. I looked up and our eyes met, making a connection that increased my desire to make him feel good. He pulled his dick out then rubbed his foreskin on my lips. His cock head was getting swollen, but there was too much skin for it to emerge. Before it tightened anymore, I slipped my tongue under the skin, circling the head, then sucking on it while putting the tip of my tongue in his large slit.
"Open your mouth," he instructed. As soon as I opened it, he bent down and dribbled saliva into it. I had had met guys who did this as a way of showing power. Then he spit on my face. "Fucking whore," he said. The act of humiliation got him quickly aroused. His cock was almost too fat to get all the way into my mouth, and the length of it, at least ten inches, was going to make it ever more difficult to deep throat. It felt massive in my hand as I kissed and licked the underside, then back to the tip where I played with his foreskin. He tried face fucking me, but had problems due to his dick size, tool belt and pants.
He reached down and placed his large meaty hand under my chin. "You like my cock bitch?"
"I do, very much," I said in true admiration.
"Damn bitch, I'm going to have to fuck you before I can get any work done." Just as he was taking off his tool belt and getting ready to lower his pants, Billy opened the door and walked in.
"Well, I see it didn't take you two long to get to know each other," he said, putting his hand Matias's back.
"You're fucking lucky this was my last stop of the day Billy," he said, lowering his jeans around his boots, then pulling down his underwear. He had tattoos all over his thick, hairless lower torso. Without his pants on, the size of his cock was even more impressive. It was rock hard, pointing straight up.
"I thought you might like James," said Billy, with a look of approval directed at me.
"She's a hot fucking bitch," said Matias. "Get on your back, legs up," he said, stroking his cock. "You sure you want to stay and watch this? Because I'm about to tear this punta up."
Billy walked over to the nightstand and pulled out a bottle of lube and poppers. "I'm sure she can handle you. I've seen her take bigger. Ain't that right Jamie?"
I was in position, legs spread and held near my head, hoping he would take Billy's suggestion and lube, plenty of it. "No doubt Billy," I said unconvincingly.
"Damn, this bitch in heat, legs all up and spread." Just as Matias was about to enter me Billy stopped him, pouring lube onto my hole and his dick. Prepared for a painful entry I was surprised that he slid in with minimal discomfort despite my walls being expanded to accommodate his girth. Billy held the poppers under my nose to help with the entry.
Whether it was the lube, poppers, or the shape and size of Matias's dick, the pleasure of having him inside of me was quick and intense. He wasted no time withdrawing and slamming it back it in jackhammer like movements. After a few hard strokes I unexpectedly started to orgasm, sending ropes of cum onto my chest and belly.
"Whoa! I made this bitch cum!" said Matias, continuing to plummet my ass. "Fuck!" he shouted, "this pussy feels good," pulling out and shooting more sperm on me.
After moments of recovery, Matias stood back, and pulled up his clothes
"What did you think?" asked Billy.
"Yeah, that some good ass. You see how quick I came."
I laid on the bed, cum soaked, while Matias and Billy talked as if I wasn't present. After showering Matias was finishing up in the bedroom, putting his tools back in place. Billy and I sat quietly in the living room in our usual position, me with my head in his lap while he watched TV.
"All done boss!" said Matias as he emerged from the bedroom. On his way out, he stopped to kiss Billy, then bent down and gave me a full mouth kiss that lasted several seconds. "See you Friday night," he said, leaving out of the apartment door.