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After a great second time with Matt & Jason, Matt has officially been thrown out by his wife, and she has filed for divorce. Matt was officially demoted from the couch to out of the house that evening. His wife evidently smelled the sweat of men on him and became even more suspicious and threw him out.
My door buzzer went off at about 10:30 that night, and all Matt had with him were the clothes on his back. His white tshirt was dingy and his jeans were holed with his left knee showing. As he came in, I noticed he bare ass was peaking out the back of the seat of his pants. He moved somewhat carefully by me, and I think he hoped I would not notice. Matt has been the object of my affection and multiple jack-off, fantasy sessions for so long that I noticed very quickly, however, I didn't say anything.
Matt's eyes started to well-up with tears, and he said, "She threw me out, you mother...."
"Isn't that what you really wanted?" I asked.
"Y...y...yes, I guess," he said.
"So what are you going to do?" I asked, and he said "I don't know...I have no where to go; my clothes are at the house, and I have to work in the morning on your construction site..." he stammered.
"Would you like to stay here with me tonight? I have a spare bedroom and the sheets are clean," I said.
"I guess, as I don't have much of a choice, but I don't have any clean work clothes for tomorrow. Can I throw my clothes in your washer and dryer for tomorrow?" he asked.
"Sure," I said. "The laundry room is down the hall, second door on the left. Go down and shuck those clothes and I'll bring you something to wear for bed tonight. I'll switch your clothes over to the dryer when the washer is done."
"Thanks, man. I really appreciate this," he said.
I let him go down the hall and gave him a couple minutes to get out of his clothes. I quickly skinnied out of my clothes, grabbed a half robe, wrapped it around my waist, and went into the laundry room. There Matt was, standing there leaning up against the washer buck naked.
"Damn you..." he said.
He grabbed his cock and said, "You think you're gonna get some of this tonight? You are sadly mistaken..."
"No," I said, "however, the shower is just around the corner. Go in and take a good, relaxing shower. The shower head has a great massage setting -- turn the setting to it and let it pound your neck and back. You need it tonight."
"Ok..." he stammered.
I put my arm around his waist and led him to the bathroom.
"I really appreciate this, you know," he said.
"Yeah, I know, but you need to relax and get some rest...tomorrow is another day," I said.
"Thanks, man," he said, "I never thought it would come to this."
"No problem, man, you are a good friend," I said. "And, you're a good fuck."
I winked at him.
Matt got in the shower, dialed the shower head to massage, and closed his eyes. I started walking out of the bathroom and headed to the laundry room. I was going to be ornery and turn on the washer and take his hot water, but Matt had too hard of a day to do that to him. So, I picked up his clothes, and put his t-shirt to my nose. The smell of his musk on his shirt was enticing. My cock jumped, but I wanted wait. I was hoping for some post-shower fun with Matt. I noticed his t-shirt had a small rip on the front. I thought I would have a little fun and make the tear grow a little, but over closer to Matt's pec. I wanted to make his nipple come through when he put it on in the morning. My washer has been acting up lately, and occasionally tearing clothes....I picked up his socks, then I grabbed his jeans and inspected the tear at the base of his jean seat, and I'll be damned that the washer tore the seat of his pants more toward his asshole. I wanted to make sure his ass would be hanging out tomorrow for all the steel workers to see. My suspicion was correct, he did not have any underwear on, so this made things even more interesting.
I laid all his clothes up on the washer and went back down the hall to the bathroom where Matt was. I walked very quietly into the bath- room, and there stood Matt. I leaned up against the door frame. Matt was standing under the shower with his eyes closed. His head was down as the water pounded his neck and back. I looked at his cock, and evidently the shower massage was making his cock come to life. He had half a hard-on, and didn't know I was there.
I dropped my half robe and went on into the bathroom. I slowly opened the shower door and grabbed his cock.
"Shiiiiit..." he said.
I startled him. My cock was hard, and I wanted him.
"May I join you?" I asked.
"Sure," he said.
I slid in behind him, and knelt down.
"Let me scrub your ass, as I am sure it was missed," I said.
I pushed Matt's body over a little to expose his asshole, and put some soap on my hand and lathered it up. I started rubbing it onto Matt's ass. He groaned as I got near his hole.
"Mmmmmmmm...." he said.
I grabbed his ass cheeks and moved my index finger toward his asshole again. I pushed my finger into his ass, and started finger fucking his hole.
"Aaaah.....mmmmmm.....fuck you...." he said.
"No, Matt, fuck you, and I am working on it," I said.
I pushed my finger index finger in further and hit his prostate. Matts knees started to buckle, and I Caught him around the hip before he collapsed. He stood back up, and I put my finger back in his ass and slid another in.
"Oooooh.....," he groaned.
"You're not gonna get me that easy, Sellers. Fuck you!" he said.
I pushed his torso over even further and better exposed his asshole.
I pushed my nose into his asscrack, and all I could smell was soap. I started darting my tongue around his ass, and in and out of his asshole.
"ARRRRRRGH.............." he growled.
"What are you doing?" he asked.
"Just cleaning your hole after a hard day's work," I said.
I continued licking his asshole and pushing my tongue in his asshole. He squirmed, clenched his hole, pushed it out, and growled at me.
"Matt, I think we need to shave your ass....your hole is hairy and needs further cleaning." I further lathered his hole and grabbed my razor.
"Bend over," I said.
Matt bent over further, and I started shaving his ass. I shaved his ass, inner ass cheeks, and around his hole.
"Don't move, " I said. "I don't want to cut you."
I finished his ass, and said, "Turn around!"
"What?" he said.
"I want to wash your cock," I said.
I grabbed Matt's hips and turned his cock toward my head. His cock was fully erect and dripping pre-cum.
"I....I....I...." he stuttered.
I quickly moved my head toward his cock, opened my mouth, and sl?id his erect cock into my mouth. I started pumping my mouth up and down on his erect cock. His cock was leaking pre-cum and I saw him tilt his head back further into the shower.
I lowered my lips down to his balls and put them both in my mouth. I rolled his balls around in my mouth with my tongue. He was in utter ecstasy.
I went back up to his cock and started pumping his cock in my mouth. His cock was leaking small loads of pre-cum. I reach around and slid my fingers in his ass and found his prostate and pushed up. His cock let loose of a load of precum. His cock was hard, throbbing, and getting harder. I went after his prostate again, and milked another load of fluid from his cock.
I went down and deep throated his cock a few more times, and I could feel his cock start to throb. His cock started shooting load after load of cum down my throat.
"Aaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh............arrrrrrrrrrrrrr................unnnnnnnnnnnggggggggghhhhhhhh..................fuck........FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!!" he screamed. . "Are you ready for bed?" I asked.
"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmm..." he groaned.
After a hard day at work, a even worse night at home, and draining his load, Matt was totally physically, mentally, and sexually exhausted. I grabbed a towel and started drying him off. I started drying off his legs, worked my way up his thighs, skipped his cock and went up to his chest and started kissing his nipple. I licked around his nipple and lightly bit the tip of his nipple. I then moved over to the other one and started tonguing and nipping at it. um All of a sudden, Matt shuttered with pain and ecstasy. His cock jumped and started to get hard again.
"No," he said, "I can't do it again....too tired....bed..."
Bed is what his mind was saying but his cock had other ideas. The next thing I knew, Matt had a raging hardon again.
I reached into the medicine cabinet and grabbed the bottle of lube. I squirted some out on my fingers, bent Matt over, and slid my fingers into his ass.
"Ooooooooooohhh.....oooooooooooooooh............don't...." he said.
"You want this and you know it.....bend over," I said.
Matt leaned forward on the sink, and I slid two fingers immediately into his ass.
"Aaaaaaaaahhhhhh..............my aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaassss........" Matt started quivvering; his knees were getting weak, and his cock was rock hard.
I reached under the bathroom vanity and grabbed the dildo that I kept there. I quickly turned the vibrator on and slid it into Matt's asshole. Matt's cock got even harder. I reached for the dildo and started moving it in and out of Matt's ass. Matt groaned.
"Mmmmmmmmmmmmm...aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh..........mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm............nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnngggggggggg"
I pumped the dildo in and out of his asshole making as long of strokes and plunging in as deeply as possible. I then started moving the dildo to the left and to the right to stretch Matt's hole. I was determined to convert this homophobe to my sex slave. I wanted him at my beckoned call.
I fucked his ass with the dildo until his asshole ached. I then removed the dildo from his ass and slid my cock that had been sporting a raging hardon into his asshole. I pushed on the small of his back and bent him over. I slid my whole cock in his ass and started fucking Matt's hole. The lube in Matt's asshole provided enough to easily push in past his sphincter and pumping and pummelling his exhausted ass. I thrust his asshole for another few minutes, arched my back over Matt's, and let loose of my load of cum. I pumped stream after stream of hot cum into his ass.
Now I was getting tired, and looked at the clock in the bathroom -- 11:45 p.m. I reached over and was going to grab a towel to dry Matt's ass, but there was the dildo laying on the edge of the sink. I quickly grabbed the power button, turned it on, and slid the dildo back in Matt's ass.
This time, there was no sound, no groans, only an exhausted middle aged man leaning on the sink.
I thought for just a minute and helped Matt out into the hallway and started heading him toward the spare bedroom. Instead, I scooped him up under his ass and carried him to my bedroom and set him on the turned back bed. I slid him down the sheets, reached up, pushed the dildo back in his ass, and rolled him on his side so that he's be facing away from me when I hopped in.
I quickly raced down the hall to the laundry room, turned on the washer, threw his t-shirt and socks in the washer, and then grabbed Matt's jeans. I moved them up to my nose and inhaled....the musk of a working man...the man in my bed. I quickly noticed the tear in his jeans had moved up the seam in the middle of the back of his jeans. "Matt's gonna have an interesting day at work tomorrow," I thought. I smiled.
I threw Matt's jeans in the washer and closed the lid. I walked down the hall and turned the corner into my room. There Matt was, sound asleep in my bed, knees slightly bent, and the dildo still in his ass. I walked over to the bed, reached over, pushed the dildo into Matt's ass. Matt groaned, but was sound asleep.
I reached over, tossled Matt's course graying hair, and kissed him on the cheek.
"Good night, my friend, good night," I said.
I set my alarm clock for 2 am to move Matt's clothes to the dryer, and turned off the light.
I lay my head on the pillow and nudged the dildo with my knee pushing it deeper in Matt's ass.
I knew I was going to be exhausted when 6:00 came around in the morning, especially after getting up at 2 to move Matt's clothes, but tomorrow is going to be an exciting day. Anticipation of sending Matt to work with his ass hanging out, hearing the hoots and comments of the other iron workers, and I knew that Jason was going to be back on site tomorrow to finish up the wiring.
I also knew that my friend, Dane, was going to be on sight to do the install of the speaker system as Jason finishes up. I hadn't seen Dane in a few years, but we too were in high school, and I knew Dane's secret.
I sighed, smiled, adjusted the dildo one last time, and dozed off.
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Evan