Painter's Apprentice
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I had graduated at the age of 17 and my father said he would give me a year to find a job and save enough money to get out of his house. My father had a good job but he couldn't afford college for me but we made enough money that we couldn't get any government grants or loans to pay for more school. I tried to get scholarships but was knocked out by someone with a little higher grade point. My father made it a point to say as many times as he could "if you tried harder you could have gotten a scholarship."
I didn't let it get to me like my dad would have loved, and I think that pissed him off more but I figured if I could get a job as a painter I could make enough money to get out of his house and get my own place and never hear his smart mouth again. I loved my dad but ever since my mom died he didn't care about anything or anyone except himself. In fact dad would come home every night eat supper and open a beer and a case later he would be sound asleep and it happened every night and all day Saturday's and Sundays. I started looking for a job in the newspaper but all the ads said they wanted someone with experience and I didn't have any and I knew I couldn't make a living working fast food; at least I would be able to eat at work and not have to cook for dad too.
The only job I had done was some painting and that was the shop my mom owned before she died, and also some of the sets for some of the school plays. So I thought I would apply for some of the painter's jobs I saw. It was about two weeks and no response and I was talking to one of my friends from school and he told me his uncle own a painting company and was always looking for painters. Seems most of the guys he would hire would work for a summer and then start their own company. I asked what his number was and I would give him a call or his address and send him a resume, Jake was a great guy and told me he would give him a call and see if he was hiring first.
The following week I was seating on my front porch looking through the paper when I saw Jake coming down the street, I knew he was walking home from school, at one time he had a car but he wrecked it and his dad said he would have to pay for the repairs by doing chores before he could get it back. I yelled at Jake and he said he called his uncle and he had his address and phone number written down on a piece of paper, and he told me to send him my resume and he would give me a call for an appointment for an interview. I was thrilled and hoped he would hire me so I could make some good money. I used mom's old typewriter and made up my resume but first I called my high school and talked with the drama teacher and asked if I could use her as a reference and she said yes. I knew that it was best to have at least three people but since I was only 17 I didn't have a lot of people I could use. I had to think for a minute and then it hit me that I could use the lady that helped my mom run her shop but I had to remember her name and see if we still had her number around the house. Dad throw a lot of mom's stuff away after her murder. I went into the kitchen and looked at the list of phone numbers and see if her name and number was on there. I was having a luckier day then I thought because there was her name and number. I called her and asked if I could use her as a reference also and she said yes. She asked how I was doing and if things between my dad and I had gotten any better. I said no, but thanked her for all her help and for letting me use her as a reference. She told me that she loved the paint job I did on the store and how I saved her and mom a lot of money doing the work that the landlord was going to charge then 8 hundred dollars to do. It wasn't the hardest job but it took two nights after the shop closed for the night. I had to repaint two long walls and then rehang some of the shelves, which doing the shelves was the hardest part of the job really.
I thanked her again and told her I had to go. I put her name on my resume and then rechecked my typing and then typed up the envelope and found a stamp. I walked down to the post office and mailed my resume, I knew the sooner I got it to the post office the faster it got delivered. It was a week later that the phone rang and it was Jakes Uncle. He told me that he really didn't need another painter but he could take me on if I could pass his painting test. We made an appointment to meet up on that Thursday at 10am at his house and he would be able to interview me.
I was nervous to say the least and happy, now I had to figure out how to get there and I looked his address up on a map and saw I could take two bus's there and it would only take me about an half hour. That morning I got up just after dad left for work and did the three S's that is what dad would call them. Shit, shower and shave, I was walking around the house naked and the excitement was just enough that my cock got harder than a rock and while I was in the shower I whacked off shooting my load all over the shower wall. I finished and then shaved and slapped on some after shave and dressed. I walked over to the bus stop and waited for the bus. It was like time stood still but the bus finally showed up and I told the bus driver that I would need a transfer and he gave me a ticket for that and I took my seat. Once we got to downtown I transferred to the other bus and then I watched for the street I needed. I pulled the cord and the bus stopped and I headed to Jake's uncle's house.
I was glad that it was still cool being spring still because last thing I wanted to do was show up with big sweat marks under my arms. I rang the doorbell and waited for someone to answer, I was thinking it would be a shop but Jake's Uncle ran his painting company out of his house. The door opened and there was a man wearing a robe and he asked what he could do for me. I told him my name and he said I was a little early; he was just going to hop in the shower and get cleaned up. I apologized but told him I had to take the bus due to I didn't have a car and he said no problem and invited me in. I looked around the house and there wasn't much furniture and in the corner of the living room was a desk with a big calendar above it and a bulletin broad on the other wall. Jakes uncle introduced himself and told me to take a seat. I again apologized for being early and told him if he wanted to hop in the shower he could and I would wait. He thanked me and told me if the phone rang to let the answering machine pick it up and there was some pop in the frig or coffee in the pot and to help myself. I thanked him and he excused himself and headed down a hall.
I had to admit he is a good looking man. I would say he was about 5'9, 180lbs with blond hair and moustache, and from what I could see a nice hairy chest. I took off my coat and sat down in one of the chairs and started to read the morning paper, it was only about 15 minutes when Phil reentered the room, now he was fully dressed and clean shaven. He apologized again for not being ready for my arrival but it was one of those mornings where he was busy getting his two crews out on their jobs. I said no problem and he sat at the desk and pulled out my resume and started to read it. He asked, what was the paint job I did for the two different people? and I told him. He told he had called them both and they told me what a great job I did and how fast and polite I was and professional.
He told me that he needed to go check out one paint job for an estimate and then go start another small interior paint job. He asked if I had any old cloths I could throw on so I didn't get my nice clothes dirty. I said no and he excused himself and came back with a white t-shirt and some white painter pants. I told me to change into them and he could see how good of a painter I was. I started to take off my shirt and he waited till I unbuckled my pants and was ready to drop them to the floor then he said I could use the back bedroom to change if I wanted. I said I was okay and dropped my pants and stepped out of them and put on the painter pants. They were a little tight and he noticed that and said he was sorry if they were tight it was the only pair he had handy but if things worked out we could stop at the paint store and get me a couple of pairs that fit properly.
I didn't mind stripping in front of Phil in fact I was wishing I had forgotten my underwear because he is hot and would have loved for him to see my bare ass. I was gay and loved hairy chested men. I was no virgin, in fact I slept with two of my teacher's in high school, and something about a hairy chested man turned me on. I told him I hoped it worked out because I needed to find a job due to my father was going to kick me out in a year. Phil told me that if I did a great job on this job he would hire me and if I wanted I could move in with him to help me get out of my father's house. I thanked him but told him I didn't want to cause trouble between him and his wife and he told me that he was divorced and it wouldn't be any trouble. In fact it would make it easier that way when I was needed he wouldn't have to travel across town, to pick me up. Phil grabbed his tape measure and a note pad and we headed out the door and into his truck. We arrived at a nice house and we walked up to the front door and Phil told me to be quite and let him do all the talking. He rang the bell and the owner answer the door. We entered and Phil started to talk to the man while I stood aside him. The man wanted an estimate on painting two rooms in the house and showed us which ones. Phil handed me one end of the take measure and we measured the rooms, after we were done Phil told the man that he would call him in a couple of days with the price for the job, or if he wanted a written estimate he would email him one, or fax him one. The man kept looking at me and then he told Phil to email him the estimate.
We left and headed to the next job. Once there he headed to the front door and Phil pulled out some keys and opened the front door. He told me that it was a paint job for a realtor and he just had to finish painting the living room and kitchen. We went into the house and there in the living room was a couple of five gallon jugs of paint sitting on plastic sheets, and Phil took off his coat and said he needed to take a piss before we started to paint. He walked down a hall and entered a room and I heard him pissing. I stood there for a couple of minutes and then decided to walk around and see what all we had to do. I walked into the kitchen and saw how many cabinets we had to paint around and when I headed back into the living room Phil was there opening one of the cans of paint and asked if I was ready to work. I said yes, but if he wanted I could paint the kitchen while he painted the living room and we would be able to get the job done faster. Phil looked at me and said he wanted to see how good I was and I told him I can paint a kitchen.
Phil told me to go ahead and prep the kitchen and then he would check that out and would let me start. I grabbed some plastic sheets and started to cover the kitchen. I was finished in no time and yelled for Phil to come in the kitchen and check it out. Phil came in and told me it looked good and come get the paint. I went into the living room and Phil showed me what paint to use for the kitchen and I grabbed the paint and brushes and rollers and headed back into the kitchen. I started with trimming the first wall, when I heard the furnace kick on and felt the heat coming out of one of the vents near me. I thought this was rare for this time of year but ignored it. I started to roll the wall and was half way through it when Phil yelled for me to come into the living room. I walked in and he was standing up on a ladder and asked me to give him the paint can on the floor.
I did and his crotch was right in front of my face and I had to admit it was nice to say the least. Once I was done he said thanks and asked how I was doing in the kitchen and I told him, he said great and I headed back in. I continued to work in the kitchen and wasn't paying any attention to time when Phil walked into the kitchen and asked if I was hungry for lunch and I said yeah but didn't have any money for it. He told me not to worry he would buy for the two of us. He told me to continue while he ran down the hamburger joint down the road and he would be back in a couple of minutes.
I was just about finished with the last wall when Phil returned and he yelled as he came into the house and we sat on the floor eating our hamburgers and fries. I told Phil that I just finished in the kitchen and he could check it out and see if he liked it or not. Phil told me he would check it out but first let's finish eating and then I'll check it.
We finished lunch and Phil checked out my paint job and loved it. He said I was a natural at painting and he would love to have me on his crew. I thanked him and told him it was nothing. We finished the living room together and by time we were done I was sweating up a storm and asked if I could turn down the heat. Phil said he wanted to keep it up to help the paint dry fast and that way the realtor could show the house sooner. I knew the paint would be dry in about an hour but who was I to say anything about it. Phil looked at me and told me if I was hot I could take off my shirt. I from the other side of the room I heard Phil whistle at me and we both had to laugh. I kept on working and before I knew it I was right aside Phil and he had his shirt off and I could see all of his hot hairy chest and muscles.
I had to say something but didn't know what would be right but then it just out of my mouth, Oh look it is one of those Chippendale dances moonlighting as a painter. Phil laughed and said I was just being jealous and he knew I really wanted his body. I was wishing but we both laughed and played it off. I told him I didn't have a buck to slip in his jock strap and he laughed more and asked how I knew that was what he was wearing. I told him TMI and he looked at me and asked what that meant, I told him Too Much Information. He laughed and said he was joking about wearing anything.
Phil looked at our pant job and said we were done and now we could clean up and get out of there. We packed up the truck and Phil turned down the furnace and we headed home. Well that is what I thought but then we pulled up to a paint store and Phil told me to come inside. We entered and really couldn't believe this place it looked more like one of the clothing stores at the mall but with paint on one side and clothes on the other. Phil walked over to the pants area and asked what size of pants did I wear and I told me my waist but didn't have an idea of the length so we started to put them up to my side to see what looked right and once we found some he told me we could go in back and try them on.
We walked around to a door and entered it and there was just a big room and Phil told me I could change here. I thought he would leave and let me change but he just stood there so I said what the hell and took off my pants and started to put on the painter pants and Phil said that I was carrying a big load in my underwear. I looked down and said no that was just my cock and balls. We both laughed and I continued pulling on the painter pants and they were a little long so Phil had me take them off and he said he would be right back.
I waited there for a couple of minutes and Phil showed up with another pair of pants and I tried them on and it fit perfect. Phil told me to take them off and we could buy a couple of pairs and asked what size shirt I wore, I told him a medium. He laughed and he told me to take off my shirt and he would be back. Again he returned with a t-shirt in his hands and told me to try it on and it was a medium and it fit perfect. Phil ran his hands around my waist and then my chest and I asked what he was doing. He told me to raise my arms and I did and he checked my body out again.
I was getting excited and my cock was starting to get hard in my pants and Phil noticed. I was hoping he didn't say anything but he did with just whistling. I was shocked but laughed a little bit to help with the embarrassment. Phil said he was just checking to make sure the shirts fit right; he wanted it just a little bit bigger so it didn't ride out of my pants while doing people homes while they were there. People thought that to be unprofessional and complain about painters showing the moon or their skin. He said he didn't mind it but he had to think about his clients and their wants and needs. Again Phil ran his hands up and down my chest but this time he let his hand to go all the way down to my crotch and he grabbed my cock. I jumped a little bit and Phil kept playing with it and he had a smile on his face. I let him continue and didn't say a word, he kept running his hand up and down my cock and I was ready to blow my load in my pants.
I think Phil knew this and didn't care but then he looked around and before I knew it he pulled down my zipper and let my cock pop out and his hand grabbed my cock, he didn't waste a minute, his mouth was on my cock sucking it and I blew my load down his throat. I grabbed his head and shoved all of my cock in his mouth and Phil took it. He sucked me longer and longer and I was shaking like I was having a heart attack and then Phil let go of my cock and let me relax. I was relieved and shocked at the same time. Here was this hot man and he just sucked my cock and took my load down his throat. Phil stood up and looked me in the eye and said that was nice and he thinks he found the right size of shirt for me. I said I think so also and leaned forward and kissed him. Phil started to pull away but then let me kiss him and I could taste my cum. Just then one of the staff came back and asked if we needed any help. Phil said no and we headed to the register and put all the stuff on the counter.
Phil told the salesman to put it on his account and bill him. Phil signed the sheet and we headed back to his truck with all my clothes. Phil took me home and dropped me off; he said he would pick me up in the morning and to be ready at 7am because we had a drive ahead of us to our job tomorrow.
Once I was in the house my father asked where I was all day and what did I have in my hand. I told him, and he said great now you can start earning some money and get out. I went to my room and stripped down so I could take a shower and clean up some before dinner. I was naked and grabbed my robe then headed to the bathroom. My dad was standing in the hall in just in boxers, he asked where I thought I was going. I told him I was going to take a shower and then I would cook supper. Dad said okay but not to lock the door because he wanted to shave for a date that night. I knew what he meant and that was just going to a bar and fucking some whore in his car or behind the dumpster.
I shut the bathroom door and started the water in the shower and grabbed a towel and put it on the rack outside of the shower. I opened the shower door and stepped in, the water felt great and I started to clean up, the hot water felt great against my skin and I was washing my face and heard the bathroom door open and I knew dad was in the bathroom. I didn't give it another thought and continued to clean up. The hot water slowed down and that told me dad was filling the sink with water to shave. I heard him singing and I knew he was shaving at that time, he always sang the same song everytime. I didn't know what the song was but I bet you it was played on the juke box at the bar all the time.
I heard the shower door open and dad slapped my ass and told me to hurry up he was hungry or was I taking time for him to come in to fuck him. I yelled I would be out in a minute. Dad pushed me against the wall and pulled my hair back and said I knew better then to talk back to him. Dad slides his cock up my ass and started to fuck me. It hurt at first but I was used to it and didn't mind. He kissed my neck and told me I was a good bitch and I loved feeling his cock up my ass. Dad continued to fuck me and tell me how hot I was and how sexy my soapy ass looked and felt.
I knew how to answer him and I told him what a big cock he had and how I loved feeling him fucking me like the whore I was. That turned dad on more and in a couple of seconds he bites my neck and shoved his cock all the way up my ass, blowing all of his cum up my ass as far as possible. Once dad was done he pulled out and told me to hurry up and clean up, he was hungry. Then he stepped out of the shower and dried off using my towel and left the bathroom. I hurried and finished my shower and cleaned out my ass of his cum then stepped out of the shower and dried off. I grabbed my robe and headed to my room, I got dressed and went to the kitchen to cook whatever I could find in the frig for supper. I had just finished cooking when I went to yell for dad and he came into the kitchen and eat dinner. We had a dining room but since it was just the two of us we ate in the kitchen. Dad smelled of bay rum aftershave and he finished his food and two cans of beer. Then he got up and said he would be home later and he better find this kitchen mess cleaned up and got up. Dad started out of the kitchen and asked what time I had to leave for work. I told him my boss would be picking me up at 7am. He looked at me and said I better have my alarm set because he didn't have to work and he wasn't going to wake me up.
I said yes sir, and he went out the front door. I cleaned up the kitchen and turned on the television and watched some shows then figured I would clean myself up and go to bed. The next morning Phil picked me up and asked where I got the hickey on my neck and told him my dad got carried away last night. Phil opened his eyes wide and asked if he was my lover then why he wanted me out. I said I wasn't his lover, just this bitch to get his rocks off now and again and that was one reason I wanted out also.
Phil asked if I was gay or straight or bi, I told him that I was gay and would love to get my own place and then find someone who wanted a relationship and I didn't care how old they were well if they are a little older than me or my age. Phil said that I could move in with him again and then I wouldn't have to worry about my drunk dad taking avenge of me. I thanked him again and told him that I didn't want to imposition him and after I got a couple of checks I would find an apartment near him, so I could walk to your house for work.
Phil said I wouldn't be an imposition and who knows we might become a couple. I looked at him and asked what he meant by that. Phil said he liked a nice piece of ass every so often and wanted someone to love, and it would be great if it was someone who had an idea of what it took to do my job and how hard it is sometimes. He explained that his ex-wife thought that he just slapped paint on a house and it wasn't that hard and it shouldn't take as long as it did to do a job. But that didn't stop her from going shopping and spending what money he brought into the house. She spent more time at the stores then she did at home. And then we would have to entertain her friends and family all the time, and as for her cooking I don't think she even knew the house had a kitchen in it moreless how to use the appliances in it.
We both laughed and I said that would be great but I first wanted to be on my own for a while and see what life was about. We got to the job site and started to work it was another empty house and being in February it was cool outside still so the heat was set at 75 so the paint could dry fast. We had to paint every room in the house and of course they were all going to be white so people would be interested in buying the house. I told Phil I would start upstairs and he could start down stairs and we could have the house done faster. He said we first needed to walk around the house and see what was all needed. He just had a list of rooms that needed painted and that was from the realtor and what the measurements of each room was. That is how he bided the job.
So we went upstairs and started at one end of the house and checked what rooms were on the list. The first room was the master bedroom and I wondered who the owner of the house was, because the room was painted orange and it looked like shit to say the least. Then the master bath is painted purple. Either the people were color blind or had a thing for weird colors, or they used what paint they could get cheap.
Phil said we would have to paint the walls twice to cover these colors and then we went to the next room on the list and it was painted yellow, so that one would have to have two coats on it also. Then we went to the hallway bathroom and it was painted of all colors black. I knew it would take me some time to cover that color and Phil agreed. I asked if we could possible use some old color paint lighter first and then paint white over that, Phil thought that was a great idea and said he had several cans of tan paint and we could use that over any deep colors and then paint white over that. We headed down stairs and checked out what rooms he had there to do.
The dining room was painted blood read and the kitchen was green and the living room was painted what I would call baby shit green. But we had a half bath on the list that we were trying to find. There it was in the hallway and if the living room color wasn't enough the half bath was painted a blue so deep that it looked almost like purple. We both looked at each other and laughed. Phil said he had a couple of cans of tan but not enough to cover all these walls. We saw there was a basement on the paperwork for anyone looking at the house so we decided to check it out and there it was a pile of paint in the corner and we both said winner. We both had the same idea, we could take some of that paint and pour it in with some white and make the color lighter and then paint the wall again and then white. It would take us some time but we had a week to get it done.
Phil started to shake some of the cans to see how much paint and what colors they were and we put the good ones to one side and the bad one to another. I went out to the truck and pick out all the cans of tan I could find and there was only two so I grabbed them and then some empty cans and one can of white. I headed back into the house and was glad for the heat. I didn't wear my coat so I was cold. Phil brought some of the cans upstairs and we decided what paint for what room. We started to mix paint and I took two cans upstairs and started to paint the master bath and once I had one coat on it, I started on the bedroom. Thank god we had enough paint to cover all the walls and it looked a lot better even though they weren't white. Once I had the bedroom done, I went back downstairs and grabbed some of the white paint and was headed upstairs again. Phil stopped me halfway up the stairs and asked what I wanted for lunch.
I told him anything that was edible except for chili. Phil said he would go out for lunch at 11:30 if he could find something good to eat in the area moreless find a place nearby. I continued upstairs and started with the bathroom and got it all covered in white, with the sun coming in the window I was what most people call snow blind after that and had to take a minute and let me eyes adjust to the bedroom walls. I started to paint those walls and before I knew it I was sweating my ass off with the heat on and I took off my shirt and continued painting. I just finished with the walls when Phil entered into the room his shirt was off also and he was only wearing his underwear at that time. I started to laugh because he looked so funny wearing his boxers, socks and shoes. Phil asked what was funny and I told him to look in the mirror and pointed at the wall. Phil asked why didn't I take the mirror off of the wall and I told him it was glued there. Phil looked at himself in the mirror and he laughed also, and said I was right. He then surprised me and dropped his boxer and said now he looked good. Now I had to admit he looked great to say the least and I dropped to my knees and told him to come here and I would make him look better and he walked over to me. I took Phil's cock into my mouth and started to suck him hard. I ran my tongue up and down his 7 inch shaft and tickled his balls; all I heard was moans of pleasure from Phil then. I took my time sliding all of Phil's cock down my throat but he wasn't going to wait and he grabbed the back of my head and pushed all his cock down my throat. I started to gag on it but he didn't care, he was so horny now he wanted to blow his load down my throat.
Phil increased the speed of his thrust in my mouth and I was enjoying the taste of his cock and I reached down and undid my belt and pants, my cock was in my hand and I was jerking my cock as fast as he was fucking my mouth. I stopped and pulled my mouth off of Phil's cock and asked if he would fuck me. Phil looked down at me and asked if I was really ready, and I said yes and wanted to feel every inch of his cock up my ass. Phil told me to stand up and once I did he kissed me and while he was doing that his hands were busy pulling down my pants and I could feel his finger looking for my butthole. We stopped kissing for a minute and Phil told me to lose my pants and bend over and he would make me his bitch. I didn't waste a minute and I pulled my pants all the way down around my ankles and bent over bearing my ass to Phil's cock. I didn't know what to expect and didn't know how much pain I would have but I wanted him in me and make me scream my head off.
Phil spit in his hand and rubbed it all over his hard throbbing cock and then spit on my asshole. He didn't waste a minute or tell me to be ready he just stabbed his cock in my ass and didn't stop till all of his cock was buried inside of my ass. I let out a scream and Phil didn't care he just started to fuck me and it was hurting like hell, but I didn't want him to stop at all. I was trying to relax and enjoy the feeling but the pain was a lot and Phil kept on fucking me, he pulled my upper chest up and was kissing on my neck and whispering in my ear how nice my ass felt, and how tight I was and he was enjoying every stroke of his cock in my ass. I told him I didn't want him to stop but preyed the realtor didn't catch us fucking in this house. I heard another voice and it said to late for that. I didn't have to turn my head because the guy walked in front of me and he was naked. I was shocked and happy at the same time. The guy kissed me and then pushed my head down and I saw his hard cock and took it in my mouth and started to suck on it. Phil was fucking my ass while this other guy was filling my mouth with his cock, I wondered who would cum first and that didn't take long because the realtor started to moan and groan then unleashed his cum down my throat. Just when he finished I felt Phil shove every inch of his cock up my ass and then heard him let out a big loud moan and I felt his load filling my ass.
Once Phil was done he let go of my waist and I started to fall down but then straighten up and looked, there was Phil and the realtor kissing. I asked was all I got was two loads of cum and kept looking at both of them and they stopped kissing and pulled me to them and started kissing all over me. I French kissed both of them and then they looked at each other and one went to one side of my neck and Phil to the other, they both started to give me a hickie and I didn't stop them. It took them a couple of minutes but both finished about the same time. I thanked them both and Phil introduced me to the realtor saying his name was Tom. I put out my hand to introduce myself but tom already knew my name and said Phil was right you are hot. I looked at Phil and he said Tom was one of his old lovers and they were still good friends and still had benefits for each other besides doing business together. I said hi and Tom told us to get dressed and we could all go out to eat and talk about another deal he had in the works.
We all three got dressed and hoped into Tom's car, we talked while on the way to a Wendy's nearby and after getting our food we sat down and continued to talk and eat. Tom said that he was working on getting a farm in the northern part of town and the whole outside needed painted and he would need a quote on what that would cost. Phil asked if there was a barn and if that needed to be included in the price also. Tom said yeah, but we wouldn't be able to work on it till later maybe in June or July. Phil said that would work because he had a lot of interiors to get done before he could have his whole crew together on one big project. Tom said he at least needed Phil to go and take some measurements and get a price together for him so he could come up with a price for the property and also needed to know how long it would take to do the project. Phil looked at me and then back at Tom and said we could check it out in the morning if that would work for him and then call him on his cell. Tom said that would work and we all finish eating our food and drinks, then we headed out to the car and back to the job. Once there Phil leaned into the driver's window and gave Tom a kiss good bye and Tom left us. Phil asked if I thought we could get the job done today, I looked back at him and said I didn't think so since we were gone for over an hour now.
Phil agreed and said we would finish what we could and then we could finish the rest tomorrow. I asked about the new possible job and Phil said we could check it out in the morning that would give him some time to figure out where it is and how long it would take to get there. We both had to agree the house was still hot and I asked Phil if I would be safe if I finished painting in the nude. Phil smiled and said he couldn't promise anything but the house was hot to him also. I went upstairs and took off my clothes and when on to the next room. I laid the drop cloth and being the bathroom and black I knew it would take two coats of the second color before I could paint it white. I covered what I could with the drop cloth and started to paint the wall. I decided to start with the wall that had the sink and toilet figuring it would take longer due to all the cutting in I would have to do. I was right and all the cutting in took some time but then I was able to paint the rest of the wall and started to cut in the wall between the shower and toilet area. I wish I could have put part of the drop cloth into the shower but with the glass door it was impossible so I just covered the floor and toilet and started to cut in the wall.
It hit me when I finished painting the wall that it would have been better to paint in the shower first so when I was finished I could use the shower to rinse off all the sweat that was covering my body. I was right because once I finished the shower I was covered in sweat to say the least it was rolling in my eyes and I could feel it dripping and running down my back. But I still had another wall to do and around a closet door. I was thinking it was a towel closet or a small closet for robes or something. I opened the door and saw it was just a regular storage closet and it had bars of unused soap and shampoo and towels inside of it. The walls inside of it were painted bright pink. I was going to empty it and paint it but thought I would ask Phil first. I yelled down stairs and told Phil what I found and asked him what I should do and he said forget it and move on. I went back in and shut the door and was picking up the drops when the door opened. Phil entered and was standing there looking at me bent over. He was admiring my ass but then asked where the closet was. I turned around and told him it was behind the door and he came in and shut the door. I saw his cock was semi hard, and he opened the closet door and looked inside. He saw what soap and towels were in there and said that he could use those in his house. I told him we could take them if the realtor didn't mind and laughed at my statement. Phil said to remind him when we were ready to leave and we would take it all with us. I asked about Tom and Phil said he can take whatever is left in a house if he wanted it.
I said okay and went back to picking up the drops and Phil told me to stop that or he would have to rape my ass. I said it wasn't rape if the person was willing and we both laughed. Phil left the bathroom and said I didn't need to paint the walls white in there because the tan looked great in there and it was pale enough that it looked close to white and Tom would accept that. I said great now the paint can dry and we have a shower we could use to clean up in. Phil said then we would leave a towel and a bar of soap.
I walked out of the bathroom with Phil and asked what room he wanted done next. Phil had to think a minute and asked how much longer I wanted to work today and how long I figured it would take us tomorrow. I said that if wall the rooms went this fast that we could have it all done by 2 the next day if we were not at the other place to long.
Phil agreed with me and said he was almost finished with the downstairs and if we only had two more bedrooms and the hallway to do it wouldn't take us that long tomorrow. So he told me to cut in the hallway and he would be up when he was done and we could go home after that. I started to lay the drop cloth and Phil went back downstairs and I started to cut in hallway. I was done with one side when Phil came back up and we packed up for the day and grabbed what towels and soap was in the bathroom closet and headed home. Phil asked if I could load the truck with the measuring wheel and a notebook and pencil and pen just in case so we could take off fast in the morning. I did and when I got back inside Phil had the address typed into his computer and it came up with the house and directions. It looked like a nice house and I could see the barn in the back ground and it was good size to say the least. The house was a typical farm house white with a red trim around the windows and knew that wouldn't take long to repaint from the picture but the red barn was two or maybe three different shades of red. I knew it would take the longest of them to do. Phil printed up the directions and it stated the trip mileage for a round trip and we could see it would take us an hour and half to get there and then another hour an half to get to the other house.
Phil said he would pick me up earlier than normal because it was going to take us some time to get there and back and he needed to get the other house done. I said okay and started to leave but then Phil asked if I wanted to spend the night and we could leave from his place, and grabbed my arm and pulled me to him and gave me a big kiss. I thanked him but told him we needed to not rush things. Phil said okay and let me leave.
The next morning Phil was there an hour earlier and we headed to the farm house and it was vacated. That was great so we wouldn't have people asking why we were there or anything like that. But I couldn't see any houses near us and we drove probably half a mile or so from the main road so heck we could probably have sex in the yard and no one would see us. We were take our measurements of the main house last and we heard a car pull up and we headed to the front of the house, we both thought it was the realtor but instead it was a cop car and an officer got out of the car and asked why we were there and we told him. He was hot to say the least but his aftershave was so strong I was about to gag on just the smell of it. Phil asked if we were in any trouble and the officer said no but said that he had to make sure we didn't steal anything from the barn and would have to check it out. We walked with him and once inside he kept grabbing his crotch while he walked around and was checking everything. Phil asked if everything was in order and told him that we didn't even go inside the barn, we were just measuring the outside of the buildings and coming up with a figure for painting it for the realtor that was getting the property.
The officer was in front of us and he turned around his cock was hanging out of his pants and he said that he would be fine with us on the property if we took care of him. Phil looked at me and we both just decided it was the fastest way to get out of there so we started to take off our clothes and once naked we dropped to our knees and started to suck his cock together. The officer was moaning and groaning and his cock was harder than hell. I knew we were about to make him blow his load because he was getting off on having two men suck his cock tougher and then we both pulled away and Phil offered my ass to him and before the officer could say a work Phil started to rim my ass getting it nice and wet then he slide one of his fingers in my ass and I started to moan. I felt like a slut but also the excitement of having a stranger fuck me was really getting me hard and having Phil offering up my ass was really getting me hard. The officer was hesitate but then Phil went up to him and kissed him, then told me how nice and tight I was and yesterday was the first time I had a cock in my virgin ass.
The officer didn't hesitate then he walked up and slide his cock in my ass and started to fuck me silly and it was great, yea it hurt a little bit but he really didn't have that big of a cock and it was skinny too. Phil was running his hands up and down the officers chest while telling him how great he looked fucking my tight ass and how much he must like my tight ass wrapped around his hard and throbbing cock. It was about three minutes later the officer was shooting his load up my ass. Phil asked if he liked it and then he asked if he minded him fucking me also, the officer said that would really be hot and Phil lined his cock up with my ass and slide it in. I was happy the officer cum lubed up my ass for his cock and Phil fucked me and I started to moan and peg for more and I could see the officer was getting hard again and I opened my mouth and he knew what I meant and put his cock in my mouth and started to fuck it while Phil fucked my ass. Phil got excited more and shot his load in me and the officer pulled out of my mouth and went to my rear and started to fuck me again. He shot his second load while Phil had his tongue buried in the officer's ear.
Once he was done the officer put his cock back into his pants and told us that we needed to get our measuring done and leave the property and next time we needed to let his office know that we were going to be there. We put back on our clothes and then headed outside the barn and thanked the officer and Phil asked for his number so we could call beforehand and then asked for his private number in case we wanted him to join us. I could see this cock twitch in his pants and he gave his persona number to Phil. We were walking back to the main house and the officer hoped into his car and left. We finished our measurement and left soon after that. I told Phil how I loved what happened but was also scared about the situation, and Phil agreed but he thought he knew the officer, and I had to tell him how I needed a shower now because I could still smell his aftershave on me. Phil said we could shower at the house and he said he hated the aftershave the cop was wearing but he knew he thought it made him more of a man and that was way it was so strong and why he was wearing so much. We talked about a couple of other things and soon were at the paint job and we entered the house and stripped off our clothes and headed for the shower. I grabbed a bar of soap and the only towel that we left and hopped into the shower and washed off.
Once done Phil and I started to working on the hallway and before long we had it done and was onto the bedrooms that were left. It was just before two when we finished and Phil said we could shower again, and then pack everything up and leave. We showered and of course we fucked in the shower and then rinsed off, we dressed and packed up everything of ours and headed home.
Phil called Tom and told him what happened at the farm house and that he would have a price for him in a couple of days. Phil said he was going to order us a pizza since we didn't get a lunch break and there was no and's about it. I said okay and we eat the pizza and talked for a while and then I left. Phil said I had the weekend off and he would pick me up on Monday at the usual time unless he called before then. I said okay and just after walking out the door I realized I didn't have phone yet and turned around to tell Phil but then Phil's front door opened and he said he figured out that I didn't have a phone so if he didn't show up my nine then there was no work for us. I said okay and left again, Phil shut his front door; I walked home and enjoyed my weekend off. Monday Phil didn't show up and I knew I had the day off and enjoyed it also. Tuesday Phil showed up and we worked on another house and they homeowners were home while we did our work. Phil said he came up with the paint job price and called Tom about it and now it was up to Tom if we got the paint job or not. We continued working on different interior jobs then when he started to warm up we did several outside paint jobs but we had a heat wave coming and Phil decided that we needed to get as many jobs done before that day came up and we had to work outside in a heat wave.
It was July 4th and Phil was hosting a cook out for his employees and their families when his phone rang and it was Tom and he said we had the farm house paint job and needed us to start on it ASAP. Phil came out and told us all and this was the first time I got to meet all the rest of his crew and their team leader. Phil said that we would do the farm house and his other crew would do the barn. He said we would start on Monday and to dress for the weather. So that meant wear shorts and light tee-shirts and be ready to get hot. Now he would have to call the paint store and order as much red paint as he could get, and prayed that would last the whole barn, because the less paint he used the better the savings and profit he would make. And the more we would make in our profit sharing program. It was great that Phil was hosting the cookout due to one main fact, he had an in ground pool and the temperature of the day was getting in the high nineties and we were all sweating are butts off. We were pushing each other in the pool to cool off and I got to see all the guys running around in their swimsuits. The only bad part was the really hot ones had wives and a couple of kids. So that meant only one thing they were straight and I knew I would never see what was in their pants moreless get to suck or ride it.
Being the 4th the paint store was closed but Phil left a message that he would be there in the morning around ten am and he was going to need at least fifty gallons or better of red paint for the barn and then 30 gallons of white for the main house and two gallons for the trim. Phil told Jack the leader of the main group of painters that he was expecting him at the paint store in the morning to put the red paint in his van and we would start the farm on Monday, otherwise he and his crew had the whole weekend off. Everyone was happy hearing both of the great news and we all jumped into the pool and we took Phil in with us. Now Phil wasn't dressed for swimming but he didn't care. We were all happy about the news, with the way business was going we wanted a great big paint job and get rid of all the small jobs.
Monday came fast and I used Phil's cell phone and called the police station near the farm house and told them we would be painting the farm house and barn, the property had a name and I told them what it was and they said thanks, this way if they got a call from someone about people being over there they could tell them it was painters. I decided to be nosey and asked who and how did anyone see us up at the house. The police officer said that it was one of the neighbors who saw us turn off the main road and head up the dirty road to the house. They knew the house was vacant and saw the for sale sign and was just watching it. I told them to just pass the word on and we would be there for a week or so.
Once I was done I hung up and Phil thanked me for calling because he forgot and now we didn't have to worry about the police coming and getting in our way. We arrived at the house and the van with the rest of the crew was behind us. Phil told them to start on the barn and get all the ladders up and start painting before it got to hot. The sun was just coming up and Phil and I started on the house we covered what brushes and plants with drop cloths and put up our ladders, I hated two story house's and this one was actually three stories but the third floor was only on two sides the other two were roof windows. We decided the fastest way to get the high stuff was actually hang from ropes off the roof and do it that way. I started down one side and Phil the other and before you knew it we had the upper floor done and we could do the windows and then continue on the second story. It took us an hour to get the third floor and that included around the windows which didn't have shutters which were painted red and so it was really easy.
We got down to the ground and climbed the ladders and started on both of the big sides and was getting them done faster than we thought we would but the heat was starting up and we were starting to sweat. I didn't care and throw off the shirt and continued to paint. I looked over my shoulder to see how the guys were doing on the barn and they had their shirts off also but were kicking butt to say the least. Phil yelled that it was brake time and everyone climbed down from the ladders and we all headed to a nice shady spot near the house. But Phil and Jack head to the van and pulled out two coolers and said here some cold beer just don't get drunk. We all grabbed a beer and headed back to sit down in the shade, Phil and jack looked at everyone and there we sat with our shirts of and sweat on our bodies. Phil said that he had brought sandwiches for everyone and we would eat here so we can get more work done in a day then if we went out to eat. He also told us that on the last day he would bring a grill and we could cook out. But if anyone wanted to bring their own lunch that was fine also. As the day went on the heat was getting worse and worse, my pants and underwear were soaking wet and I was only about three fourths of the way done. There was another break called and we all went to the close's shady spot and I could see most of the other guys pants soaked with sweat and Phil's was the same also.
I made the statement that I wish I could strip off all my clothes and paint in the nude, so my crotch wasn't a swimming pool for my nuts to swim. Phil heard me and asked if everyone felt that way and he saw everyone nod their heads and he said that he would check and if it was okay then tomorrow if we wanted to do it in the nude come late afternoon we could, but today we will stop by 3 and go home so we don't get sick from the heat. It was about two hours later and everyone heard Phil yell the time and everyone got their stuff together and put it in the barn for the night. We grabbed our shirt and loaded up in the van and truck and headed home. On the way home Phil threw me his cell phone and told me to first call the realtor Tom and asked if he was going to show the house to anyone this week and if so what day and time but if not and then someone calls to see it can you call us first, so we can make everything look nice. Tom said that was okay with him. Then I was told to call the police and see if anyone can see us from the road or anywhere else, and if they were going to send an officer out could they call us first so we could be ready for them. They said they had no problem with calling us and that no one can see the house from any view point except from a plane. But they asked the million dollar question, why were we asking that question and I told them that we keep feeling someone's eyes on us and that we were getting really hot and we just wanted to make sure no one could see us encase one of our painters gets a wild hair and strips naked to paint. Just to cover our butts. The cop on the phone laughed and said we were okay so don't worry, and if that problem happens it is fine.
The next day we packed an extra two coolers of ice so we could use it to help cool off and some towels too. We all met at the farm house and started painting. Phil and I was kicking butt to get the job done but that was because it was still cool but as the heat started we slowed down and then we ran into the problem of the shutters and had to change paint color. We didn't want to go back up and paint all the shutters as the last thing so we took a small can of red paint with us and we did the shutter while we were there. This took us a little longer but with a small can you had to use a smaller brush and that was the holdup. But my shirt went to the ground about two hours after we started and by lunch time I was ready to shuck my pants and underwear. Just went I was ready to throw off my pants Phil called Lunch and we climbed down from the ladder and headed to the shade. We marked the shady spot by parking the van and truck under the tree that gave the most shade.
Again Phil pulled out two coolers one with sandwiches and the other with beer. We all ate and some of the guys were in the boxer shorts and we had to laugh at first then I commented on how I was about ready to go nude due to the heat. Phil laughed and several of the other guys said they were nude behind the barn as it was. I said that I would be that way in a little bit myself when we started painting the house again. We started painting again and I would say in 45 minutes I was nude and painting, and I heard some whistling at me and I just laughed at it and continued painting. I ran out of white paint and had to get down off the ladder to refill, I had refilled half of my can when around the corner came Phil and he was nude also. He came up to me and gave me a quick kiss and asked if I was done refilling because he needed some white also. I told him yeah and he started filling his can, just then we heard a yell of Phil's name and we both looked towards the barn and there was two of the other guys walking up and they were in the nude also. It was mark and john and they asked how long we were going to be painting today and if by chance was the water for the farm still running or where the well was. They wanted to dunk their heads in a bucket of water.
Phil told them that he didn't know the answer to any of their questions and they were allowed to check and see if the water was still turned on or see if they could find the well if there was one. We went home soon after that and to tell you the truth we drove with me naked in the front seat until I was completely cooled down from the air conditioner. Phil had on his pants and he said he could cool down fine dressed but loved to see me nude. The next day we were at it again but this time before we started Phil told us that the well was covered and the water was turned off but we could dip towels in the cooler and get them wet with ice water. According to the weather channel on the radio that morning it was going to be hotter than it had been all week. So some of us decide to just start off nude and enjoy the cool air while we could. Phil had no trouble with it and he asked Jack when they were going to be done with the barn. Jack said it would have been yesterday but they have the trouble of the paint drying faster in the heat then he liked. But he said it would be done possible by today depending on the heat.
Phil said that we would have the house done today and we would be able to give a hand so we could get the job done. Phil and I had most of the house done and we were just finishing up with all the trim on the first floor. We had so many shutters to paint it was taking us forever to get them done. I had most of the front windows done and still had three or four more sets to get done and I'd be finished. I went fast but did my usual great job and was finished before Phil, I walked over to his side and he was up on the ladder painting the top of the last set of shutters and it hit me then to paint his butt cheeks so I grabbed the brush out of my can and started on his left cheek and then his right. Phil asked if I was done and I said yes. We both laughed and he said he just finished and was headed down the ladder. He looked at me and the while I was looking deep in his eyes he brushed my cock with his paint brush. I looked down and saw what he did and we laughed again.
Phil said we needed to go and help the others so we could get this damn paint job finished and we headed over to the barn. The midday sun was beating down on all of us and all the crew was naked and sweat was dripping off of their bodies, Phil was starting to get an erection and I was also. But again I was wanting to have all of the guys fuck the shit out of me and have my ass full of their cum. Heck it was so hot a hot cum shower would have felt great but I knew the cum would dry so fast I would have to have a pool of it to really enjoy it. But I saw all the nude men and my cock jumped to attention. Phil walked over to jack who was bent over filling his brush with more paint and without thinking he slide his finger over his butthole and drove it in. Jack jumped up and looked around and saw it was Phil and didn't say a word but gave him a kiss and I was shocked to say the least but was also enjoying it a lot. Phil asked jack what else needed done and jack said that they needed to do the doors yet and they would be done. I said that would be the last thing to do since they were so big and they dried so fast that they were afraid that the paint would peel if they didn't wait till the morning to do them.
I asked why he thought that and Jack said that the paint was drying so fast it wasn't getting to soak in and the doors needed the paint to soak in because they were dry and the old wood needed the paint to keep it good. Phil asked if the rest of the barn was done and jack said that they could stop if that was all that needed done but he wanted to walk around the barn and check it out to make sure. We all three started down the side of the barn and we saw how nice the barn looked and the paint all matched this time even with it drying to fast. We turned the corner and there were two of the guys on the ground sucking each other's cocks and we stood there and watched. Those two were having a great time in the shade and from the view I saw they were enjoying sucking on those nice cocks. I couldn't blame them both of the cocks looked great and I wanted to join them, hell I wanted to suck them both at the same time. I know it makes me sound like a whore but I was so horny I didn't care. We stood there for a couple of minutes and then Phil said, is this what I'm paying you guys for? The guys stopped and got up and apologized for what they were doing but said they were overtaken from the heat of the day.
Phil and Jack laughed and I just winked at them. We walked by and Phil told them if they were done painting then clean up their brushes and buckets we would be calling it a day. We went around the next corner and there was two more of the guys bent over cleaning their tools for the day and Phil looked at that side of the barn and noticed a couple of spots that needed touched up. Jack noticed them too and told the guys to touch up the areas and then they could clean up. They started to say something and Phil took his paint brush and slapped their faces and told them if they wanted more to open their mouths again and he would pour this bucket over their heads. They shut up and refilled their brushes and started to fix their mistakes. Jack showed the all the spots they missed and told them to do the job right or don't do the job at all. Then he smacked their ass's and told them if they keep making mistakes like this he would have to fuck them harder next time.
I took it as a joke but they said if he fucked them right the first time they wouldn't make these mistakes in the first place. Jack walked up to the first guy and grabbed his cock and balls and gave them a jerk and the guy leaned over and gave him a kiss. Jack stuck out his tongue and they French kissed. This was a real shock to me since I saw the guy at the barbeque with his wife and three kids. And here he was French kissing his boss; it was shocking and exciting at the same time. Then jack went to the second guy and grabbed his ass and pulled him up to him and gave him a French kiss also. Phil told them all there was time for that when all the work was done or at least when we are done for the day. We continued on down the side of the barn and got to the front. Jack was right and the big doors were the only thing not painted. And we looked at the wood and could see how dry the wood was and I knew what he meant by the paint needed to be absorbed into the wood to save it. Phil said that we could call it a day and tomorrow we would finish it. All the guys got their stuff inside the barn and were laughing about how much paint they had on their bodies and how they were going to explain it to their wives. One guy said that he would just go down in his basement and would shower down there and his wife wouldn't see his body and what she doesn't see she doesn't know about. They all saw how Phil and I was painted and laughed with some dirty comments. I laughed and said that I'm a canvas and they can paint me with their cum if they wanted. But we all can have paint to start it off. Phil said that his important part isn't painted and it loved to get painted with spit and a tight ass.
Several of the guys agreed with that, and Tom said he knew that for sure and leaned over and kissed Phil again. Well before I knew it we were all going at it kissing and sucking and fucking and I was on my hand and knees taking a cock up my ass and one down my throat. It was the ending of a great day to say the least. I have worked with several of the guys on small jobs and then we have taken care of large jobs as a group, and sex happened in some of the cases but not all the time. We all were getting dressed when the realtor told us that the house was sold and told the cop that the client was going to have a moving company to take all the stuff out of the house and sending it all to a charity store to sell everything. Phil asked if there was a way that I could get some of the furniture for my apartment and he said he would have to call the new owners and see. Phil told him to do so and see what they said. The realtor did and the client said they didn't have any problem with that but please don't take any of the large kitchen appliances. Like the refrigerator or stove.
I knew we didn't have any room in the van or trucks for any place we didn't want to ruin any of it, Phil asked the cop if there was a van renting lot and he said just down the road. Phil and I went and got a small truck and the realtor unlocked the house and we moved out the living room furniture and the bedroom furniture, two televisions, a microwave, and dishes and bath towels. Some of the paintings and etc. We filled the truck and headed home. I hope you like the story and let me know shot me a comment and possible of what you did while reading it.
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