Coronation street fucks
Coronation Street is copyright of Granada television, and this story in no way indicates the sexuality of the actual characters in the show, or of the actors portraying them.
In this story, safe sex isn't needed, unlike the REAL WORLD WE ALL LIVE IN, so cover up if you feel like playing out anything you see in this.
Onto the story, hope you enjoy, let me know at shagmyass@yahoo.com
Liam and Jason
Jason was the main labourer in the Weatherfield area now, since the death of his boss, Charlie Stubbs. The death left him with not only a huge workload, but also a huge boner that he could only work off with Sarah, his girlfriend, whereas before he and Charlie would have had a lot of man on man fun on the jobs they knew the people paying them wouldn't be around. As a result, he worked harder than he ever had before, both to keep up with demand, but also to work off the frustration he was feeling every damn day.
He got a call from Underworld, about a remodeling job they wanted done. The owner Liam, asked could he call round after hours, so the girls weren't disrupted in their work, which suited Jason fine, as the job he was on would keep him going til at least six that evening.
So six came, and Jason knocked on the door of the factory, and then walked on in. Jason was there in the office, not having heard the knock, with a drink of whiskey in his hand, a pleasure he allowed himself at the end of each working day. It didn't have any effect on his looks, tall, dark, brooding, nothing out of place at all. Jason was glad he was wearing baggy overalls, cos right now his cock was at full attention, and even with the loose overalls, there was still a hint of a bulge.
He knocked on the office door, and it was only then Liam noticed him.
"Hiya" he said, giving Jason a grin that sent his heart and his cock jumping.
"Alright" Jason replied, glad he was dirty from his job, so his blush wouldn't show through.
"I'll take you back, show you what we're thinking of." said Liam, getting up and moving past Jason, brushing against him ever so slightly. Jason pushed himself back against the doorframe as far as he could, in case his bulge dug into Liam, not wanting to lose the job cos of his raging hormones.
They went to the back of the factory, to where layers of fabric were laid out.
"See, this is the problem right here," Liam explained, "we havent got enough storage for all the material, so we need some shelving up here, and we were thinking of maybe getting it set up so you can roll up the fabric and then pull off what you need from the roll, rather than just having it piled up on the shelving. Think you can handle that?"
"No problem at all mate, but it'll be next week at least before I get to you, cos I've got another job on right now, just came from it as it happens." Jason replied.
"We really need this done before the end of this week, cos the fabric is going to be ruined if we don't get it out of the road." Liam grimaced.
"Sorry mate, no can do." Jason said. "You can ask around, but think you're going to get the same answer everywhere, everyone's flat out at the minute."
"Nothing I can do to get it shifted quicker?" Liam practically begged.
Plenty you could do, thought Jason, and blushed again under the dirt.
"Dont think so mate." was Jason's reply.
Liam stepped up closer, too close for comfort really, but Jason wasn't pulling away, no chance.
"Sure about that?" Liam whispered, and placed his hand on Jason's cock through his overalls.
Jason almost jumped away, but the stairs were at his back, so he couldn't move backwards at all, so he decided to push the limit, and pushed himself against Liam's hand.
"What did you have in mind?" he breathed into Liam's face.
"Tell you what," Liam said, "you get those rails up for the fabric tonight, and I'll see what I can do about this rail right here." giving Jason's huge hardon a tug through his overalls.
Jason gasped, and watched as Liam walked away to the office, before bolting for the front door to get his tools from the van. In no time, he had the brackets in place for the poles, ready to put them in place. Lifting each, he slotted them in, his cock hardening again with each, as he thought of what he was going to get at the end of the job.
Once the last pole was in place, he wandered casually to the office door, and poking his head in said:
"Job done, record time."
Liam got up from the desk, and passed Jason in the doorway, this time deliberately pushing his ass against Jason's groin, hearing him moan at the sensation, and walked down to look at the work.
"Good job," he said, looking round to Jason. "Strange how you could do the job all of a sudden." and grinned. "Now we need to see if these poles can take the weight of the fabric rolls, they're pretty heavy you know."
And without warning grabbed Jason below the arms, and lifted him onto the second pole up, sitting him on it. Jason's crotch was now directly in Liam's face, and he rubbed his face hard into the boner there, breathing in the heady scent of a hard working man's crotch. His own cock was straining at the leash inside his tight fitting suit trousers, and was already leaking pre-cum, a stain forming at the top of the bulge. He opened his mouth, and gnawed on the head of Jason's dick through his overalls, making him moan loudly, grabbing hold of the top pole to keep himself steady. He pushed himself forward just a little, wary of moving too much, as he was perched on the pole. Liam took over, opening his zip for him, pulling out his cock from underneath.
"Commando Jason, naughty boy" he commented, licking the head as Jason threw his head back, groaning.
"Fuck, that's good."
Liam decided he couldn't wait any longer for Jason's dick, and engulfed it fully in his mouth, gagging as the head hit the back of his throat, but he kept on going down on it, wanting to breathe in the scent of Jason's groin as he buried his nose in the pubes there. Jason's body shook with the sensations, loving the head Liam was giving him. Liam slipped a hand up Jason's top, rubbing the nipples with his dry fingers, causing them to jump out hard.
"Oh shit." Jason said, and would have slipped but for Liam's mouth holding him in place.
Liam started pumping up and down eagerly on Jason, working him hard, wanting to make him shoot quickly, and knew it wouldn't be long, the way Jason was groaning and moaning. He tweaked Jason's nipples again, harder this time, and Jason shouted out loud:
"Oh fuck, here it comes."
And filled up Liam's mouth with his seed, his balls aching as he let his load loose, Liam swallowing quickly to ensure none of the cum leaked out, the last thing he needed was to explain to his dry cleaner how he got cum on his collar. He sucked hard on Jason's cock, til he felt it soften, and then let it drop out, licking his lips as he straightened up fully.
Reaching into his pocket, he handed Jason 200 pounds.
"Job well done." He said, as Jason dropped down from the bars and did up his zip.
"Just wish all my customers were as good at paying up." Jason replied, giving him a wink. "Let me know if you ever need any other jobs done on a rush." And walked out the door, heading home.
Liam waited as he went out, then bolted the door behind him, and reaching for a pair of the silk underwear they made, dropped his own trousers, and wanked off, rubbing himself with the underwear, remembering the smell of Jason as he worked his own nipples now, pulling harder and harder til his load covered the underwear, which were fit only for the bin now. He collapsed in his office chair, getting his breath before reaching for the last of his Scotch and draining the glass.
"Count on another call Jason." He said, smiling to himself.