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Lucas and Dillon needed money, and had to try and find jobs.
They had tried a couple places, and even set up their own drinks stand that led to a funny encounter with Tom that had escalated to a bit of rivalry between them all, but now Tom had invited them to his cafe to discuss working for him. The pair had agreed to the meeting later, and spent some time up on the city wall with a couple drinks while they waited, watching the video they recorded of Tom falling into the paddling pool and soaking himself when Dillon paused the footage and said, "You know, he's pretty fit. Nice nipple's through his shirt there."
Lucas wanted to scoff, but looked back at his phone and had to agree, before zooming in and seeing a definite bulge in the older guys shorts that had them both staring in shock as Lucas said, "Do you think..?"
Dillon smirked and said, "I think it'll be fun finding out." They both laughed, and started to come up with a game plan of how to get this new job.
Ste was walking through the village, heading to the school for some meeting and smiling at the happy life he had fallen into, but still wondering how it had all happened to him. He didn't deserve such happiness, or the almost constant availibility of dick or ass that he could want, provided by his husband or their sons, all still somehow secret from his daughter. Something would have to go wrong, it was the way life went for him.
He knocked into someone heading the opposite direction, and flashed with anger as he was knocked onto his ass before looking up, only to be stunned into silence by the handsome stranger who offered his hand out to Ste, who grabbed it and was hauled to his feet and pulled close by the other man who just said, "Sorry bout that sexy, I didn't see you there." The man stood there a second to long, before walking off, leaving Ste to look after him only to blush as the man turned back to check him out and he called back, "Name's Rex, call me."
Ste was puzzled as he continued on his walk, and it wasn't until he was across the village that he slid his hand into his pocket and found a slip of paper with a phone number written on it.
Prince and Hunter were sat on the sofa, naked and exhausted after a long hour of fucking, and watching the other two men making out on the other sofa. They were breathing deeply as they tried to recover, massive dicks lying limp against their thighs. Prince still got a little jealous, but also excited as stared at the two men, Romeo's ass move as he grinded into the fourth man below him, the two caught up in a lazy make out session as they waited for their partner's to recover and to start all over again. He spied Romeo's ass was gaping a little, still stretched from the twin's dicks earlier, and he could see a small amount of his brother's cum leaking out as his mate rocked his hips up and down.
Beau was lying below Romeo, the two getting caught up in kissing each other after spending at least an hour getting fucked by the McQueen twin's, and was enjoying the sensual kiss as his own ass was leaking after Prince had flooded his ass just a short time ago. He and Hunter had returned to the house, hoping for an afternoon alone, only to find Prince and Romeo here and already getting down to it in the living room, and it hadn't taken much convincing for the two new arrivals to join in. They had a bit of foreplay, but it wasn't long before the twins had Romeo and Beau bent over the back of the sofa, fucking their friend's before swapping, then swapping back, and again. By now Romeo was well practiced in taking both brother's on, but Beau was gripping the sofa back hard as his ass was fucked by the twins, both of them so different in the way they fucked his hole, one spending the time to build his climax while the other went wild and had Beau moaning like a whore in heat. One thing they had in common, other than being identical below the belt, was that neither allowed Beau or Romeo to orgasm until they were ready, slowing down and delaying the release until they were both frantic and shouting out for them to finish them off.
The brother's had eventually relented, speeding up and thrusting harder as they all finished and exploded one after the other, Hunter the last to shoot as he filled Romeo's ass with his seed, and the McQueen men had eased out and collapsed on the other sofa. Romeo and Beau had leant there panting, before Romeo had started to stroke and kiss Beau's upper body, moving the other man to lie on his back and wrap his legs up loosely over Romeo's back as the two started to make out, unknowingly giving a show to Hunter and Prince as they sat back and breathed heavily.
They looked so good together that the McQueen's were soon sporting semi hard dicks, and began to stroke them as they drank in the scene that was playing out and Prince whispered, "I never thought I'd be this happy, and NEVER with a guy."
Hunter smiled at the admission, knowing it was hard for his brother to admit and he said, "The heart wants what it wants, and all that. Does he know?" The two stared at Romeo's back, watching it flex as he kissed the other man, apparently not hearing the hushed conversation taking place so near to him,
Prince shrugged and said, "Yea we said it a while back, but not for a while."
Hunter leaned over and gave his brother a kiss, a short intense kiss that broke too quickly for them both as he turned to Romeo and Beau and called out, "Hey, guys." Romeo lifted his head up, turning at the same time as Beau lifted his head, and the two gaped as they saw Hunter scooch his ass down the sofa and lift his legs, offering his ass to the pair as Romeo grinned wide, before flicking his eye across to Prince who after a moment's pause did the same. It was a sight to behold, both McQueen twins laying flat on their backs with legs raised and spread, their perfect asses on show and holes winking at the other men as though inviting them to play. Romeo and Beau couldn't help themselves, crawling over to the twins and settling on their knees in front of the duo, and kissed the puckered hole before starting to rim them. The twin's groaned as they felt the tongue's open them up eagerly, and as Beau and Romeo took over holding their legs up the brothers took the opportunity to reach out and start stroking each other's dicks. Beau and Romeo moaned into the ass in front of them, both getting a little caught up in the act before Romeo pulled Beau's head away from Hunter's ass and they started to kiss, sharing the flavour of the other brother while the McQueen's watched panting.
Romeo was the more confident, and breaking away from the kiss he rose up and shuffled forward, guiding his dick to Prince's hole as Beau matched the move with Hunter, and as they looked at each other they pushed in. They all gasped, groaning as Romeo and Beau continued on, enjoying the slow entry until they were totally settled and stopped to adjust, as Beau leaned in and caught Hunter's mouth in a kiss. Prince and Romeo just stared at each other, Prince was squeezing down over Romeo's length and as Romeo bent down he swerved from Prince's mouth to his ear and whispered, "Love you, bro."
Prince thought he might explode just at those words, wondering if Romeo had heard the talk with Hunter, and they kissed passionately as Romeo started to thrust. Beau was also moving now, the sofa creaking at the movement as Prince gasped, just loud enough for Romeo to hear, "Love you too, bro."
Carter had summoned the Dad's, thinking it best to talk to them instead of involving the student's mother's, and he was silently scribbling away as he waited for them in the large school hall as Charlie, Lucas and Mason set up some chairs for the expected crowd. It was meaningless paperwork, but it kept him occupied as he waited, and then the first arrival's were shown in by John Paul who had been instructed to be present but not speak. Carter wanted him witness to his intervention. Darren and Dave walked in, chatting happily together and called out to their lads as they stepped over to the table where Carter waited, shifting impatiently as he reached out and shook their hands in greeting and gestured to the seats. "So, what's this all about, Mr Shepherd?" Darren asked.
"All will be explained when we are all here," he stated as he began to sit again, before rising again as Ste entered. Carter repeated the welcome and motioned for Ste to join the other's, before returning to his seat and waving at John Paul to stand at his side. He heard the deputy head huff at the demand, but he went to his spot, crossing his arms as he waited to listen to whatever lecture the Headteacher was about to bestow. He saw the teenage student's take their seats behind their father's, looking confused about what they had done, or more acurately what thing they'd done that had been discovered. "Right gentlemen, I need to discuss some.. inappropriate behaviour that has been taking place at the school. Involving your son's." He glared at the young men, before clasping his hands together and continuing, "I'm afraid to say they have been.. commiting.. awful acts all over school property. It needs to stop, or I fear for their future. They will have to be expelled, but I want to stop that. With your help."
The Dad's were stunned, Dave most of all as he turned to look at Mason who looked just as shocked. Lucas and Charlie were also stunned, still not sure what was happening, but guessing they had been seen in some sexual act with one of their partner's. "What have they done?" Darren asked, the first to find the words to question the Head.
Carter shifted, choosing his words carefully as he stated, "They have been having.. homosexual relations. With each other. And other's." He shot a glance at John Paul, who stood statuesque at the table, trying his best to hold firm and not react. No-one saw the lads relax, Charlie and Lucas grinning as Mason flushed red with embarrassment, trying to sink into his seat as the men glanced at each other.
"So.. they've been having sex at school?" Ste asked, trying not to laugh as he questioned the school leader, who was totally unaware of what the extent of the problem was that he'd stumbled onto.
Carter flinched at the word, but nodded and confirmed, "I believe so. We have many instances of them being seen creeping away to.. commit these terrible acts." He stared at Lucas directly as he said, "And in some cases, of the act itself." He turned back to the Dad's and said, "I had to inform you of these, breaches of the school's moral code, and implore you to help me to save them."
John Paul actually moved for the first time, wanting to intervene but waited to see how the men would react. Ste turned and said, "Lucas, stop shagging at school. There, done." He jumped to his feet as Lucas smirked, leaning into Charlie as they both muttered something to each other, and Dave and Darren slowly rose up also, ready to leave before secret's were exposed.
Carter slammed his hand down on the desk, causing everyone to turn to him in shock as he pleaded, "Stop. I need.. you need to stop this, it's wrong." Everyone was staring at him now, and he felt heat rise up his collar as he said, "What they're doing, its against God's will."
The three men stared at him, confused and shocked at that statement as Darren said, "It's not the sex, its that they're gay? That's why you called us in?"
Carter tried to gather his thought's, straightening and arranging the paper's on the desk as Dave said, "You what? What's it to do with you?"
He tried to form an answer as Ste leaned on the desk and said, "I'm not having this, who the fuck are you to stop them being with who they want? Guy or girl?"
Carter Shepherd had lost control of the discussion, and tried to rise to his feet when John Paul stopped him with a hand on his shoulder and pointed behind the wall of angry Dad's, and he sat there shocked. Charlie and Lucas were kissing, openly and with no shame right there in front of him and their father's, tongue's sliding against each other as they lazily made out and Carter said, "See, its just wrong. Stop them. Please." No-one moved, and the two lads kept kissing for more than a minute as the group watched them, and Carter let out a whimper as he begged, "Someone do something." Darren moved, but not towards the teenagers but to Dave, and he pulled the other Dad into a quick snog, catching everyone by surprise as they watched Dave return the kiss after a moment's pause. Carter's jaw hit the floor as he saw the two Dad's start to kiss, and was frozen in place, the sight of two students and two parent's making out right there too much for his brain to process, but his dick started to stir in his trousers as he sat there staring. This was a disasterously misjudged intervention, and had to get out of here, now.
Mason was stunned to see his Dad kiss Darren back, seeing his hand curl around Darren's back and pull him closer as Mason let his own hand slide into his lap to readjust his growing erection, but he was swiftly pulled out of his seat and onto Charlie's lap. It happened so fast he only realised he was being pushed back when he was suddenly caught in a kiss by Lucas, while Charlie let his hands roam over Mason's body, focusing on rubbing his bulge or up under his shirt to stroke his stomach. He didn't even notice his shirt was open until he felt Charlie close his mouth over one of Mason's nipples, sucking on it as Lucas intensified the kiss they were sharing, their soft moans drawing the attention of the other men.
Carter was trying to tear his eyes away, but John Paul's strong hand held him in place, not that the Headteacher was trying all that hard, and he barely noticed Ste step up to his former lover and whisper something. He did look up as the guy holding him in place answered, "Darren, yes. Dave, no. The boys, of course." Carter saw them grin at each other, before plunging in for their own make out, and he was surrounded by men kissing, unable to escape and harder than ever before. He tried another pathetic attempt to stand, but Ste's hand had joined John Paul's to keep the desperate man in his place.
Darren and Dave had broken their kiss, and were watching as Charlie bent over Mason's body, hand groping at his friend's bulging crotch while sucking on his nipples, Mason's shirt now totally open to allow him access as Lucas kept his mouth occupied. Carter couldn't believe how they were standing there watching the lads commit this sin without doing anything, and summoned up all his energy to try and stand as he said, "Darren, you've got to.." That was as far as he got before he was shoved back by John Paul's strong arm, and he was rocked back in the chair as he stared up at him in shock, seeing they had broken their own kiss and were glaring at him, and then suddenly John Paul bent down and smashed his lips to Carter's, taking the Headteacher by surprise so much he hesitated, feeling the tongue glide into his mouth and stroke against his own tongue, while a hand at the back of his head kept him in place until he returned the kiss. It was barely a second later that John Paul stood back straight, and Carter managed a single gasp of air before Ste crashed his mouth onto the startled educator, a hard and forceful kiss that Carter tried to move away from, but as he was seated he was left at Ste's mercy. Another man was kissing him, and as he slipped his tongue into Ste's mouth, he felt his resistance melt away and he let out a moan that he prayed no-one would hear. No suck luck as Ste pulled away, grinning as his teeth bit down on Carter's bottom lip as he pulled back and stretched it as he locked eyes with him before releasing the bite and standing up next to John Paul once again.
Carter was panting, seeing Darren and Dave trying to pull their son's apart while meeting resistance, and he faintly heard Ste ask, "Closet case?"
He felt a flare of anger at the comment, which only grew as he listened to John Paul answer, "Oh yeah, big time. Tried converting me, and I'm guessing did the same with Lucas, if that group I saw him arrange was what I thought it was." He tilted Carter's head back to meet his gaze and said, "He think's it wrong to be gay." Carter wanted to defend himself, his faith and beliefs, but John Paul had bent down again and swallowed any arguement in another kiss, which the Headteacher sank into once more as his mind wiped of any defence. It could have been only a minute, but as John Paul pulled away, Carter whined at the loss and heard, "He just needs a push to realise that what he really wants is really good."
Ste grabbed Carter's chin and turned his face to meet his as he demanded, "You tried that shit with my son?" Carter gaped at the anger he saw on the Dad's face, but then Ste was kissing him, and he wriggled in his chair as their teeth clashed and he felt the tongue stab its way into his mouth, pushing his head back under the force of the kiss and Carter groaned as he returned the kiss until he was left stunned as the Dad stood up again.
Darren and Dave had managed to get the lads to their feet, and Carter wondered how long he had been caught up in the onslaught of kisses as he saw Mason doing up his shirt while blushing furiously and Charlie in a hushed arguement with Darren. Lucas was staring at him, with what looked like lust in his eye as he told the room, "Don't worry Dad, he didn't stand a chance. We love dick too much, don't we JP?"
Carter was embarrassed as the group laughed, his belief's being ridiculed by them all, and he wondered why they were not letting him help them, and then his hand was raised and placed on John Paul's bulging crotch. He gasped as he felt the intense heat of the shaft pressing through the fabric, and after a moment of hesitation he squeezed it, hearing the man above him moan as Ste asked, "Really?"
Carter stared at his hand, watching as it groped the thick member and rub it up and down, and then his other hand was pulled up and landed on Ste's dick. The Headteacher looked over, seeing his hand unconciously rubbing along another hard dick, and he tried to think of why this had all gone so wrong. The other's watched on as Carter massaged the pair at his side, and Darren and Dave tried to pull the three lads out to the door but Charlie broke away at the door and ran over to lean on the table and catch Carter's eye as he asked, "Mr Shepherd wants us to stay, right? Sir?"
Carter reddened at the reference to his job, thinking if he would still have one after this catastrophy, and instead of answering John Paul pulled Carter's head across and pressed it into his bulge. Every sense filled with the musky smell, and as he breathed it deep he heard John Paul answer, "Not today, Mr Dean. But detention next week maybe?" Charlie grinned and was about to run away when John Paul shouted out, throwing his keys and telling the lad, "Close the blinds, and lock up."
Carter closed his mouth over the tip of John Paul's dick, sucking on it through the fabric as he heard all this happen far away from him, and then he felt Ste's dick in his grasp. His hand started to jerk it off as he tried to taste John Paul, only for his head to be pushed back and he looked up in time to see his deputy smirk and reach down to haul his erection out, the 10" shaft slapping against his bosses face and landing on his cheek. He left it there, seeing the conflicted man's brain working, and then he slowly moved to take it into his mouth, closing his mouth on the head and starting to suck. He bobbed his head a few times, getting used to this new act, the first time he'd ever had a dick in his mouth despite his stumbles through the years, and he quickly became drunk on the fluid filling his mouth. Carter sucked harder, swirling his tongue over it as his other hand still moved over Ste's shaft, and then he felt a hand on his head guide him to move deeper and take more of it into his mouth which he attempted, but gagged as the head hit his throat. John Paul released his hold and had expected the man to pull back, but Carter kept going, his pace picking up as he gave in to sin.
He knew it was wrong, but it felt too good to stop, even when his mouth was pulled off John Paul and turned to Ste, Carter barely paused his movement as he immediately started sucking his second penis. He realised at once that Ste was shorter than John Paul's huge dick as he was able to almost sink his mouth entirely onto the piece, his nose brushing at Ste's pubes as he bobbed his head, the bumping against his throat less invasive as he moved forward and sped up his movement's. Ste and John Paul smirked at each other as the hungry Headteacher sucked Ste off harder, and the Dad groaned as he placed his hand on Carter's head and pulled him closer, feeling the man choke as his dick sank in completely and hit his throat, and released him. They both stared down, again expecting Carter to pull off but only saw the troubled educator carry on with his blow job, and Ste felt him try and take him wholly once more, attempting to open his throat and accept everything. Ste tried to let the bad blow job happen, but as he winced once more as he felt teeth graze his sensitive shaft as Carter's eagerness increased, he had enough and pulled out and jacked off, directing his dick to Carter's open mouth as he exploded. Carter's eyes widened as he felt the hot liquid splash into every corner of his mouth, a piece of his mind breaking as he swallowed the delicious seed.
Ste pumped the last drops onto Carter's lip, but the man had no time to lick them clean as he was turned back to John Paul, who started to thrust his hips gently into his bosses mouth as the sucking resumed. Carter's eyes closed as he tasted both men in his mouth, Ste's load mixing with John Paul's precum to make a potent blend that drove him to suck harder and bob his head faster. He was stopped with just the head in his mouth, hands holding him back from moving forward and he looked up to see John Paul staring down at him, Ste at his side as he said, "Slow down, and watch your teeth." Carter nodded, going slower as he sank his mouth along the member, careful to keep his teeth out of the way as he heard John Paul sigh and tell Ste, "He'll learn." Carter felt his dick throb at the comment, wondering if he would allow another encounter to happen, a stupid thought as he tried to extract a second load into his mouth, but deciding that was a thought for another day. He had faltered before, prayed and been forgiven, so he was sure to do it again, but as he bobbing head sped up once more he knew he'd have to leave the village to avoid this temptation again.
He kept going for a minute, feeling John Paul's hand guide his head before he held it still and Carter felt it orgasm in his mouth, felt the pulse of it along his tongue as it fired and the thick load fill his mouth until it spilled from his lips, dripping down his chin onto his once smart suit. Carter tried to swallow, but his inexperience showed as it just kept coming, a seemingly never ending stream flowing down his throat and down his chin until John Paul finally released his hold and Carter sat back on the chair. His eyes were glazed as he pulled in as much air as possible, deep breaths as he tried to recover, his mouth still coated with cum and face and suit a mess. John Paul was tucking his dick away, grinning as Ste pointed and said, "I think teacher enjoyed that."
Carter looked down, face getting red as he saw his own dick straining in his trousers, and knowing he had to get out of this place if he was to stay on the righteous path, a vague hope as he licked his lip to catch a errant drop of cum. Then he groaned as he felt a hand grope at his crotch, squeezing him as it rubbed against him, and John Paul whispered, "Let go, and feel it." Carter tried to hold back, but gave in and let his mouth meet John Paul's, the two starting a messy kiss that spread the cum from Carter's chin over their faces until Carter exploded, filling his underwear with his massive load. Carter almost went limp as the huge orgasm washed over him, his body unleashing everything he had held back, weeks of hidden desire vanishing as his balls emptied with the help of John Paul's hand that rubbed him throughout the climax.
Carter sank back in the chair, panting heavier than before as John Paul stood up, and he looked on as Ste and John Paul shared a kiss before they headed to the door, and John Paul returned. He took a seat in front of the exhausted and conflicted Headteacher and leaned onto his knees and stated, "I hope this is the end of whatever stupid thought's you have of carrying on with any type of converting anyone with your poison. There's nothing wrong with us, its you that are wrong. So understand, this doesn't have to be your life, you can live how you want to and remain a sad lonely man for the rest of your life. Or you can stay in the village and enjoy the.. fun, that can be had." Carter stared at the man, his mind racing as John Paul stood up and said, "Stay, or go. But the nonsense ends." He reached for his pocket and used a tissue to wipe Carter's face clean, and then threw it in the bin and left, leaving Carter alone.
He was a state, but knew he'd have to wait to get to his office unseen.
Abe saw Robbie chatting into his phone as he crossed the decking area outside the Dog, and followed until he was sure they were alone at the opening to the car park, and quickly shoved him into the wall and said menacingly, "Who have you told about us?"
Robbie was shocked for the briefest of moments before recognizing the guy and dropped his call and asked, "Do I know you?"
Abe pushed Robbie again, slamming him into the wall as he pointed a finger and snarled, "You better have kept your fucking mouth shut, or I swear.."
Robbie stood up straighter, and smirked as he said, "Don't bother, I ain't scared of you or your threats. Now, I vaguely remember you but if you want to remind me, I've got a little time." Abe glared at the other man, seething with a building rage at the dismissal that was thrown in his face, and watched Robbie walk to the caravan and lean against the door. The cocky look on his face just heightened Abe's anger, and he quickly stormed across the empty car park, slamming the door shut behind him as he followed the other man inside.
Robbie found himself thrown face first into the cupboard door, and hands grope roughly at his ass and over his body, threatening to tear open his clothing so he shoved himself back off the cabinet, and started to strip his shirt off and undo his trousers. They were barely at his knees before he felt a hand push him down onto the bed, leaving him once more on all fours on the thin mattress as a hurried hand grabbed up the bottle of cream they had left last time and unceremoniously shoved two fingers into Robbie's hole, a loud groan escaping before he could silence it. Just as last time there was no time wasted as less than a minute of fingering before Robbie felt Abe's dick entering his ass, and wasted no time setting a steady fucking rhythm, and it took everything in the Roscoe man's brain to hold back the moan as the dick struck his prostate repeatedly. Hands grabbed his hips, the hold so tight that Robbie was sure there would be bruises when he looked later, but it was worth it as the pleasure built up and his dick leaked all over the stained bedding below him. The man might be a proper bastard, with some obvious anger issues, but as he hammered Robbie's ass hard and fast he had to admit the guy could fuck like the best Robbie had ever had, and he called out, "Oh fuck, yes. Harder Joel, please."
He heard the growl behind him, and then a hand slam his head into the pillow as the man behind him shouted, "It's Abe, and you fucking know it. I'm nothing like him, he fucking has everything so easy." Robbie arched his back, the new anger he'd created making Abe thrust harder and the angle of thrust hit different with his head shoved into the mattress, and he was grunting with each forceful push, unable to stay quiet now as Abe let loose. Winding him up had worked, and now the sound of skin slapping against skin, filling the small space with the noise, Abe grunting now and then as he fucked the other man for the second time, only the second time he'd ever been with a man and amazed at how little noise Robbie was making. The women he'd been with, Cleo included usually cried out by now, telling him to slow down or go gentle, but Robbie just took it and that made Abe speed up some more, finding some new gear as he thrust. He felt the man below him clamp down as he climaxed, but Abe just kept going for at least another minute until he was ready, exploding inside Robbie's now loose hole and filling it to the brim.
Both remained in place, Abe taking his hand off Robbie's head as they both panted heavily and they caught their breath, and Robbie realised Abe was still erect and buried in his hole so he turned slightly and looked over his shoulder and said, "I think I remember now, its Ade, like Adrian.. right?"
Abe felt a flare of anger, and in one movement withdrew his dick, flipped Robbie onto his back and plunged back inside the formerly tight hole, watching the other man struggle and cry out, feeling satisfied at the response to his action. Now face to face for the first time, he planted his hand at Robbie's throat and bent down as he started to thrust again and said, "You know my name.. say it." Robbie just smirked, hiding the surprise behind his grin making the man above him furious as he remained silent, Abe speeding up as he said, "Fucking bastard, SAY IT!!" Robbie just lay there, his legs wrapping up and over Abe's legs as he felt the angry man speed up and bend his body back, the extra leverage meaning his dick drilled into Robbie's hole harder and struck new places during this more angry sex. He just stared up, unable to stop the occassional grunt as he was fucked again, as Abe continued his tirade, "This what you want, me to fuck you like some slut, winding me up like they all do. All those women, you never listen. Any of you."
Robbie ran his hand up Abe's body as he spat insults and anger down at him, letting them smooth over his chest and up his neck and then caught Abe by surprise by giving him a hard slap to the face which stunned the other man into stopping his thrusting and he said, "You're an asshole, a proper fucking cunt. And I pity any woman that is with you. Now just shut up and fuck me."
Abe took a moment to get his mind straight, not used to being talked back to as he pressed his hand down harder on Robbie's throat and said, "You'll fucking regret that, fucking fag." Robbie felt the guy shift over him, his hands moving to hook under his legs and bend them back over Robbie's body, getting into a press up position over him and glared with a fierce fury down at Robbie's face and spat onto his face. He just managed to turn his head and felt it land on his jaw, the saliva sliding down onto his neck as he looked back up and was about to speak when Abe spat once more and Robbie's mouth took the shot directly. He almost choked as Abe immediately started to thrust again, and he swallowed the spit as he got no slow build up this time, just Abe slamming his hips up and down, the new position allowing him to drill down into Robbie's ass as he bent the other man in two below him.
It meant an almost constant attack on his prostate, and Robbie struggled to contain the grunt and moan of pleasure as his hole was fucked harder than ever before, his dick already hard again and leaking all over his stomach as it was rubbed between their bodies. The angry pounding shook the caravan, and Abe was just grunting with every thrust, his eyes burning with lust as he glared down at Robbie. Robbie couldn't hold back much more, but wanted to piss this guy he barely knew off so he panted, "This all you got, asshole."
It was enough to make Abe falter for a moment, just enough time for Robbie to reach up and pull him down for a kiss, the clash of teeth almost painful as their lips met for the first time. Robbie dared not risk his tongue by pushing it into the shocked mouth, but managed to bite down on his lower lip for a second, keeping them connected a little longer before releasing it and grinning again. Abe snarled, "Bastard." He moved quick, his dick never leaving Robbie's ass as he sat up on his heels, using his arms to yank the other man closer and ass into his lap, gripping the thighs tightly as he threw rapid hard thrusts into Robbie's hole. The new shallow fucking meant almost constant stimulation, and Robbie tossed his head back and writhed on the bed, moaning loud enough for anyone outside to hear if they decided to investigate the noises or rocking motion of the mobile home. Abe's arms tensed as he pulled Robbie's body back to meet each thrust, watching as the Roscoe man arched his back to meet everything Abe threw at him, and he sensed Robbie was close to climax and decided to deny him the satisfaction. He pushed harder and faster, needing to finish first so that he could stop, and very quickly he exploded another huge load straight into Robbie Roscoe's ass, and he kept thrusting through his orgasm to make sure he got it as deep as possible. He only realised that he had let go of the legs just enough that they could wrap around him when it was too late, and they had a firm hold on him as Robbie lay back and jacked his dick off, keeping Abe buried deep in his ass as he masturbated for the extra few seconds he needed to have his own orgasm. Abe watched the dick spurt its seed all over the torso beneath him, and he struggled to pull away as he felt the ass clench around his dick before managing to break away as he thundered, "Fucking bastard, get off."
Robbie just lay there for a while, watching as Abe grabbed his clothes and redressed in a hurry, and only attempted to stand when Abe was pulling on his shoes before heading for the door. His legs were like jelly, as he grabbed Abe's shoulder and turned him around, his nakedness barely registering to the other man as Robbie forced a couple of cum covered finger's into his mouth and said, "You're the bastard, now fuck off."
Abe was shoved out the door, hearing it slam behind him as Robbie locked it. It happened so quick that he was disorientated, but quickly turned and started to smash his fist on the door, only stopping when he realised he was in public where anyone could see him. He stormed off, spitting onto the gravel and vowing vengeance.
The job interview had gone well, and while Lucas was happy to get the chance to do a trial shift, Dillon was almost certain that he had caught Tom stealing a few glances at both of them that suggested a different interest. He kept it in mind, and as the day went he saw Tom watching them closely, especially when Lucas lifted his shirt to wipe the sweat from his face, showing off his flat toned stomach. Dillon smirked, and the three got into a good rhythm of working together until the end of day when Tom told them, "Great work today lads, you two clear up the mess out there and then we'll lock up and talk."
Tom was making sure the cash was safely locked away when Dillon came in with a tray of glasses and mugs, carefully setting them down on the sink as he said, "Thanks for giving us this chance, Tom. It was fun."
Tom waved the comment away and said, "No problem, its you guys that proved yourselves." He turned to see Dillon bending down, his ass presented to Tom as the shorts stretched to their limit and he lost his train of thought as he stared at it until he heard Lucas walk in and jumped to action, telling the teen to dump the rubbish out back while he checked the front was clear.
Lucas did, closing the back door and turned to find Dillon shirtless and waiting for him, and he was quickly lifted onto the counter and stripped of his shirt, leaving them both in just shorts and the little apron they'd been given to wear. Lucas checked the front door and whispered, "Dill, what are..?"
Dillon planted his finger to Lucas's lips and said, "Trust me, he's been watching us." Then he was kissing his mate, and while Lucas was reluctant at first he soon sank into the kiss as his hands started to stroke over Dillon's back and arms as his boyfriend planted his hands on Lucas's legs, holding him there as he settled between the spread legs. They didn't hear Tom moving around outside, and were lucky that he didn't look over as he re-entered the cafe, locking the door and pulling down the blind. They did hear the crash as he knocked over the sign he'd carried in, the sudden noise making the two teens jump apart and look over to see Tom staring at them.
"Sorry, sorry. Wait.. what are you doing?" Tom stuttered and questioned, trying to think of something to say about what he'd walked in on while trying to hide his embarrassment at the scene, Lucas still sitting on the counter top while Dillon flashed a cocky grin at him.
The lad said, "Just taking a quick break, boss. Been a.. hard day." He lowered himself to his knees in front of Lucas, perfectly placed to reach up and tug at his mate's shorts, and though Lucas took a second to make sure Tom wouldn't react badly he lifted his ass and felt the clothing slide down his legs. He was left almost naked on the counter, the small apron his only cover and felt the cold metal against his ass which was very refreshing in the humidity of the hut, and then he groaned as Dillon leant in and started to suck on his dick. He threw his head back, hands grasping at Dillon's hair as the head started to bob over him, and looked over to see Tom still standing there watching them. He realised Dillon had been right about their new boss, and so started to moan and writhe on the counter top, giving the older man a show as his two newest employee's got it on right in front of him.
It would be impossible for Tom to be harder than he was right now, and he took in every detail of the hurried blowjob happening. The way Lucas's ass clenched as he thrust up into Dillon's mouth. The bead of sweat that ran down his neck and over his toned chest. His hand tangled in Dillon's hair, the other reaching out to grab at the counter edge, gripping so tightly his knuckle's turned white. Dillon, kneeling there shirtless and coated in sweat, his ass looking amazing in those shorts as he sped up, hands running up and down Lucas's legs. Time meant nothing, but in only a couple minute's Lucas moaned loudly as he exploded in Dillon's mouth, and Tom watched as the lad drank every drop of it down, making sure to lick up every drop before standing up again. Tom tried to speak but managed to say, "Lads, you can't.."
He stopped as Lucas slid off the counter and down to his knees, reaching up to pull Dillon's shorts down and reveal his throbbing 7" erection, letting them pool on the floor as he took his friend's dick into his mouth in one expert motion. Dillon threw his head back, hand resting on Lucas's as it started to bob back and forth, knowing from experience he could make this quick. Dillon looked down at Lucas and smiled, before glancing back up at Tom and fixing him with a lustful gaze and laughed as he said, "Just one more minute, boss." The older man watched the pair, his own dick leaking in his underwear, eyes travelling over Dillon's impressive build and capturing the layer of hair in graphic detail, realising the only clothing either teen was wearing was the apron he had given them for work. Lucas's hung over his dick, the member still half hard as he performed oral sex on his mate, so that the fabric tented out so that it just covered the penis below, while Dillon's was bunched up to his waist to allow Lucas access. And true to his word only a minute or so later Dillon grunted as he filled Lucas's mouth with his cum, and Tom could hear the lad swallow the thick load as he nursed the pulsing dick until Dillon was totally spent.
Lucas finally pulled away, reaching his hand up to tug the apron down over Dillon's dick to conceal it from Tom's gaze, and then turned a grin on Tom as he said, "So, we got the job's right?" Tom gaped at the question, so only nodded as he tried to make his brain function as Lucas crawled over the short space until he was kneeling in front of Tom, naked but for the small apron and reached up to tug at Tom's zipper. By the time he realised what was Lucas was doing, Tom's trousers were bunched at his ankle's and a hand was groping at his dick through his boxers, and a part of his mind registered that neither lad had been wearing underwear, had they planned this?
Then Dillon was there also, kneeling next to Lucas in front of their new boss and they both peeled his boxers down until his erection sprang free, his shaft hanging in the air between the two lads as they grinned at each other. Tom was frozen in place as Lucas leaned in and planted a kiss on the older man's balls, then licked them before taking one into his mouth to suck on while the dick lay across his face, and then Dillon did the same to the other ball, so Tom was left standing there with the two teen's sucking his balls. He was thankful he had pulled the blinds down, hoping no-one would approach as he started to moan at the feeling of the mouth's just starting their explorations, and he ran his hands through his hair as he looked down at them both. His hard dick lying there on Lucas's face as both teen's bathed his balls was almost too much for Tom, but he stood there and enjoyed the feeling for a couple minute's until they pulled back, staring up as Dillon said to Lucas, "Best boss ever." Lucacs grinned up at Tom and nodded, before opening his mouth and taking Tom in, just the tip as he sealed his mouth and flicked his tongue over the head before plunging down in one smooth movement, the entire shaft disappearing into his practiced throat until he had taken every inch and buried his face into Tom's pubes. Tom was shocked at the sudden warmth that enveloped him, Lucas holding in place for a few seconds before pulling back and away, Dillon taking over as he directed the 9" dick to his mouth and did the same, not as smoothly as his friend but managing after a couple attempts.
"Lads, we.." was as far as Tom got before both teen's descended on him, a mouth on each side of his dick as they worked together, licking and kissing over his member, making sure to taste every inch of the older man as he tried to keep his balance under the onslaught, moaning louder as he felt them make out with each other while the tip was between their mouth's.
They kept going for a while, swapping from working together to bobbing their heads over the length, edging Tom closer to orgasm as Lucas deepthroated the dick he heard Dillon say, "Maybe we should discuss a raise?"
Even in his lust filled mind Tom said, "I'm not made of money, you know!!" Lucas tried not to laugh with his mouth full, returning to suck on the large dick as Dillon chuckled and bent lower to suck on Tom's balls again, as Tom's hands reached down and landed on their heads as he guided them both as they sucked him off, getting louder as his climax got closer and he threw his head back to the ceiling as he exploded into Lucas's mouth. He felt the teen guzzle down the first blast like a professional, the second and third following along before he pulled back and was replaced by Dillon who sealed his lips around the pulsing head as cum filled his mouth, moaning at the liquid splashed against his tongue. Neither spilled a drop and it was only when Tom was spent did he pull away, and they moved forward to lap over every part of Tom's genital's until he was clean, then started to kiss while still kneeling there in front of him, their dicks pointing straight out and no longer hidden by the apron they still wore.
Tom had to lean back on the table behind him, legs weakened from the climax his body just experienced, and watched as Lucas and Dillon reached out and started to masturbate each other underneath the only piece of clothing either lad was wearing while making out, softly moaning into the kiss. It looked so sensual that Tom couldn't look away, and it was only a few minute's later he saw the two bring each other to orgasm, their mouth's never parting as they groaned at the release that splattered all over the floor in front of them. It was another full minute before they finally split, grinning at each other as they got to their feet and turning their smile on Tom who was still standing there with his dick hanging semi hard down his leg. They stepped away, and the older man stared as his two newest employee's started to clean up, still naked except for the apron so that every move flashed some part of their body to their boss.
By the time they were done, Tom had managed to pull up his trousers and tuck his erection away, the sight of the two handsome teens too much for his body to hide, and they both reluctantly pulled on their clothes again. They stood awkwardly at the table, sweaty and silent until Dillon asked, "So, tomorrow, boss?"
Tom thought and nodded, his business head ascerting itself and knowing the two would be great for a summer rush. "Yeah, tomorrow. At least through the summer, and then we'll see how its going," he told them. He grunted as Lucas stepped up against him, pulling his head down to a kiss, hesitant at first and then deepening as Tom opened his mouth and let it happen, his hand sliding around Lucas's waist and onto his ass. He groped the peachy rump, almost lifting Lucas off the floor at the force, before Dillon's mouth closed onto his neck, the three making out for a few moment's before voice's disturbed them outside and they broke apart.
Tom waited a while to leave after the lads left, heart beating rapidly in his chest as he thought of what summer might bring.
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