The bosses other son Pt. 1
I had just completed my apprenticeship and the company I worked for had to cut me from the squad as there were guys there longer than me. No big deal, I had become fully qualified in the time I was with them so I was happy to have that.
One of the lads I graduated with was Chris. He worked for his family company, who renovated big buildings and sites. His dad was the boss and Chris told me they were desperate to get workers on a job they were doing on the East coast. The job was converting half a dozen retirement cottages into upmarket holiday rentals, accommodation provided and the wages were sweet. I snapped up the offer at the thought of moving away from my mums. She had me young and was reliving her youth, so completely doing my nut in and I wanted out. Plus, I wasn't out of the closet yet and the thought of a few months working with tradie types away from their wives was too tempting.
Chris and I had wanked together after a drink as he would stay at mines some Friday nights if we were out, he commuted to training college from the coast so we used to go out on a Friday, sometimes just the local but typical horny guys in their early 20's and after the porn would come out in my room. He was hot as fuck, but knew it. Nice solid build, dark blonde hair, blue eyes and the smoothest balls complimenting his delicious looking 7 inch cock. We would eventually fuck, but not for years after this. He was kinda posh and after I came out just said one night at a party "so, are we going to have sex at some point or what?". That's another story...
This is all about his brother, Sean. Sean was in his early 30's, not as physically fit as Chris but still hot, darker features and all round a bit rougher. He wasn't in the trades, he had just lost his job as a bouncer and his Mrs had fucked off with his 2 kids. He was at a lost end and their dad had offered him a few months labouring. I had met him once at Chris' 21st and couldn't take my eyes off him the whole night. He just looked a bit out of place. Quiet in comparison to his bro, always deep in thought. Even outside having a fag at the door he wasn't very chatty but I was totally drawn to him.
I got to the site on the Friday night and was met by Chris and his folks. They showed me round the cottages, told me what our part would be in the renovation and then showed me to the cottage at the end of the row. They all had a little driveway in front and backed onto a field, beyond that some dunes and then the sea. It was so quiet compared to the city but I was made up. This was to be my digs for now. It had an open living room and kitchen area, glass doors at the back leading onto a patio. One double bedroom that led to the only bathroom attached to it. Small but had everything you would need. It was dated but the plans for them all were brilliant and I was glad to be a part of it all.
I parked the van and unloaded my gear, Chris asked me to join him at his folks for a few beers. They lived in a big house at the end of the road the cottages were on, he had the basement flat that was decked out so I was game.
"I'll just get changed first" I told him as I dumped my stuff in the living room and took my bag through to the room. I checked out the bathroom, it had been converted into a wet room for disabled people and had this massive shower head from the ceiling. I changed into my grey joggies that showed off my cock well, and got back into the living room to find Chris setting up the Playstation I had left there earlier. I was getting my hopes up maybe later we could get back and get a porno on. Either way I was choking for a beer so we headed to his place.
When we got there I realised just how lucky he was. The basement flat a totally separate 1 bed apartment, the house above that massive I didn't know if his folks were home or not. We had some beers, chatted shit playing tunes and then the door went. I opened it while Chris was taking a piss. In the doorway was Sean. 6 foot of rugged, stubbly man. I was lost for words, he was a bit taller than me and at the time I was quite slightly built. I had a bit of a thing for older guys then, still do I suppose, but my stomach flipped and my cock tingled.
"Is Chris about mate?", he asked as I let him in. "Aye mate, he's in the loo".
With that he followed me in, took a beer and sat down. We had some small talk and he was telling me how long a day he'd had travelling all the way from down south visiting his kids. I kept staring at him when he looked down into his beer bottle, his handsome face deep in thought. Chris came back and we hung out for a bit and I won't deny my mind was going mental at the thought of spending the next few months with these studs.
"I was thinking of staying in the cottage with Ricky", Sean pipes up. "Would that be alright? I just don't think I can face mum every day".
Chris looked at me surprised but no sooner than I said "Aye mate, no worries", knowing full well there was only one room.
"Cool. The sofa bed in that one is comfy as fuck, she shoved me on it last Christmas when we were here" Sean replied and sat back in the sofa. For the first time looking chilled. We finished a few beers and Chris said he was up early to go golfing so Sean and I left. Sean grabbed a hold all from the back of his car and we walked the couple of hundred yards to the cottages as he didn't want to drive after 4 or 5 beers.
We chatted about his situation, what he was hoping to do after the job finished. He said he never really got on with his parents and Chris was always the golden boy, though they got on well enough. He had left home at 17 so this was a big step back for him. We got in and he dumped his bag, unzipped it and pulled out a litre of Whisky. "You in the mood for a couple?". He didn't need to ask, it was Saturday night, my first away from the normal lively routine I had built up with the lads. I got us 2 glasses and we sat at the sofa, chatting for a bit. Sean was still in jeans and a t shirt, his big tanned tattooed arms glistening a bit with sweat.
It was a clammy, uncomfortable summer night so he suggested sitting out the back patio. I had beers chilling in the fridge, grabbed two and when we got outside Sean asked if it was ok if he rolled a joint. I hadn't smoked much then, but thought it was fine. He skinned up and told me to light it, he left it on the patio table and got up to get changed. He walked past me and back into the living room, rummaging in his bag. I see him play about with the TV, making sure it worked and he turned the Playstation on.
At the corner of my eye I could see him take down his denims and yank them off. Fuck me he was turning me on so much. His tight black boxers hugging his arse and as he turned I could see the outline of what looked like a hefty cock being held back by the thin material. I looked away quickly as he pulled on a pair of black trackie bottoms and returned to his seat, he had put a dance CD into the Playstation and turned it up, there was nobody near us yet to hear.
He smelled clean yet musky and my head was spinning, not just from the weed but the rush of blood to my now growing dick. I passed him the joint and finished my beer. As I got another Sean shouts "come we'll go down to the beach?". I wasn't used to places like this so I was up for it. I grabbed some more cans and he took his stash, we necked a double Whisky and headed down towards the sound of crashing waves.
Across the playing field and over the top of a dune we looked down onto the deserted beach. Only the moon highlighting the whites of the waves as they broke on the sand and stones. The breeze was amazing and cooled us a bit, and thank fuck for the beers hiding my hard on as we walked down. We had another joint and a laugh. I was really clicking with Sean, he was totally sound and had just been dealt a shite deal recently. Sean says he wants to walk down to the water, so beer can in hand we head down. We've left our trainers back at the dune and pull our trackies up to our knees to paddle. It's fucking freezing but he's making out it's not so I don't want to look like a total poof. We're having a laugh with each other and splashing a bit when Sean takes his top off, walks back and takes his trackies off and stands there in front of me. Hairy chested, all man. He takes a swig "You up for it?" He says with a cheeky grin beaming through in the light past that thick stubble and gesturing towards the sea.
"Fuck it" I reply, taking my top off and placing down my can. I'm hoping to whip off my bottoms quick enough that he wont see my swelling knob, but I cant see his so all ok. I reach down for my can again and as I do I'm convinced he checking out my arse in my white Calvin's. I get up, neck the can and throw it at him. He copies me, raises a cheeky eyebrow and runs toward me, gripping my forearm and dragging me forward. We both clomp like a pair of twats, pissing ourselves laughing and fall into the water. It's so fucking cold, but we emerge, still laughing and splashing each other. The salty water stings my eyes badly but I regain my sight and see Sean looking worried.
"You alright mate?". I tell him I'm fine, and splash the bastard back. We dunk under again, staying down a bit and it just doesn't get any warmer but as we're there, with the water at our shoulders everything kind of pauses and Sean looks at me and says "Thanks for this mate", with that sad look again, "I really fucking needed this".
"Nah mate honestly I've been the same. Needed away from it all so know what you mean" I replied trying to act more mature than my 21 years, not really understanding what a guy his age had achieved in the years he had on me. It must have been hard losing everything and starting again, especially when he was a dad. I could tell he really appreciated this but, and so did I. This sexy bastard and I had bonded and whether he wanted me the way I wanted him or not was insignificant at that moment.
"Mon out then, it's fucking Baltic" Sean laughed as he dragged me back out again. We left the water shivering and our underwear was clinging to us. I could see his junk wiggling about but tried not to look. As a dried my face and hair with my joggies I looked over to him, his eyes locked on my cock which must have been more visible through my white boxers. I lowered my makeshift towel and he snapped away, thinking I hadn't caught him. But I did. Was something on here I thought?
We kept on laughing on the walk back to the cottage and as we got near he tells me that the water tank only holds enough for about 5 minutes of showering, before needing another hour to re-heat as its faulty. Ironically had he told me this earlier I'd have fixed it. We absolutely stunk. "Fuck" I said as we got in. I kind of sensed what was coming.
Sean walked hurriedly to the kitchen counter and poured two huge whiskys.
"Here, get this in you" he said, handing me what was at least a double double. We threw them back and finally I got another glimpse of his packet in the light. I could see his cock end and his balls underneath. This time I got caught. As I looked up he turned away to the cupboard and grabbed two towels. We were definitely a bit drunk but the way we were acting was like we had known each other for years and there was absolutely no animosity at all.
"We'll just need to share, hurry up, the showers big enough. If my mum knows we were down that beach drunk she'll kill me", Sean laughed as we headed towards my room and into the bathroom. Me staring at that arse in the wet boxers and his hairy legs. "Fucking control yourself" I sent to my dick as I felt the tip tingle again.
"Turn that up will you" Sean asked before I entered. The CD was playing on repeat and the tune was a banger, I went into the living room and grabbed the remote. Just next to it was the DVD I had left in the machine from days ago. The one I was saving for Chris, "MMF" bisexual porn, the picture on the disc was 2 guys and a girl. Her getting her pussy fingered while the guy is getting his cock sucked by the other dude. Fuck! Then it dawned on me. Sean had seen this as he was getting changed. Way before we went (almost) skinny dipping. I turned up the TV and headed back to the bathroom.
I could hear splashing from it as I neared. When I got there Sean had just got in, standing under the huge shower head and there was plenty of room. Still in our underwear. He saw me and told me to get in quickly. We awkwardly started soaping up with the shower gel that was there. Still laughing, but think my nerves were showing. Sean was the first to speak.
"We've got about 4 minutes now. Better get a move on" and with that bent down as he peeled his wet boxers off. I looked down, almost in shock. Here's a guy I was drooling over a few hours ago, dreaming of what he would look like naked and now. Stripped and in front of me with his face near my cock. He popped up again and gave me that cheeky smile as he staggered backwards as the whisky was definitely taking effect. I was bolder now too, laughing as I took hold of his arm and steadied him. We stopped and he looked at me. I realised it was my turn. Hesitantly I lowered myself and hooked the waistband of my wet boxers and pulled down. They snapped as I pulled my foot out and I stumbled this time standing back up. Sean quickly caught me by the shoulder and pulled me back. It was as if in slow motion, I knew what was coming. Both of us face to face as we steadied and it happened. His naked cock touched mines.
Time froze for what felt like an hour. It was so brief, yet was electric. Quickly he grabbed the shower gel and turned round.
"Hurry up, quick do my back before the water runs out" he said squirting shower gel at me. Fuck. That slightest touch of cock tip to tip was doing its worst as I rubbed the shower gel into his broad shoulders, annoyed I never got a good look at his dick. My own cock was still stirring, each beat of my pounding heart pumping it ever more harder. I could feel it rising slowly closer to his manly arse crack.
As I was looking down he turned round and it took me totally by surprise. There it was, it felt like a lottery win. Hanging long and definitely plumping up to a good 6 inches but still soft. I looked up and it happened again, our dicks flinched as our foreskin covered floppy dicks kissed briefly again. He was smiling still and spun me round. He was rougher than I was as he washed my shoulders and back. Hard and vigorously like a bro would with another bro. I was looking too much into it. We were just two drunk guys, washing polluted sea water from each other. "So your porno that was in the Playstation... nice man".
And with that I couldn't swallow, my throat in a spasm. Before I could even try and say anything the water cooled, quickly turning cold. We both screamed and jumped out. Again, laughing. We took towels from the rack and started drying. Making daft "Brrr" noises and shit. With just the towels round our waist we left the bathroom and I followed his lead into the living room.
Sean pored another, and from the bulge in front of his towel the drinks weren't the only thing getting stiffer. Sean's demeanour was different now, his inhibitions were loose, as were mines and we were completely on the same level. We sat about a foot apart, still just in our towels. Whisky in hand with a beer chaser on the coffee table. Joint still rolled from before and tunes blasting. We just chilled and joked about for ages in the light of the TV.
And then the atmosphere grew heavy. With that kind of carnal intensity that comes from pheromones mixing in summer heat. You could feel in the air how horny we were. The CD finished again and before it looped Sean got up to change it. He sat back down, controller in hand and the screen flickered. The menu from my porno popped up.
"About time for this, eh" he smirked.
"Aye, about time! It's been sitting staring at us". I snapped back.
He pressed play and I smiled to myself. I had bought this specifically for a moment like this, I just though it would be his brother I'd be doing it with. Another boring wank that needed a twist. But this was so different. Chris and I had never had a connection like this, I felt closer to Sean in the last 6 hours than I ever did with Chris in 3 years. It was late, the sun would be up soon. But there was unfinished business here and it had to get dealt with.
We watched in eagerness as the usual story unfolds. Guy on his own, girl walks in. Chat shit, get down to it. This time though another guy is about to join in, I chose this as the two guys are stunning. Built, handsome. Shes incidental.
"You done anything like this Ricky?" He asked, not removing his eyes from the screen. I was the same, I knew if I looked anywhere near his almost naked, hairy body right next to me I'd chubb right up, fuck I'd probably spunk in my towel I was that horny.
"No, well not yet" I said getting more cocky now. "Donna was up for it, but when I said I wanted another guy she freaked" he said, his voice low and serious.
So he was definitely up for something, I thought. As the guys on screen started moving closer to each other, one eating the girl out, the other playing with her tits and they're both wanking their own cocks. I couldn't take it any more and just as lean over to place my glass down I see Sean is running his fingers over his clearly semi hard dick under his towel. Slowly back and forth. I lie back and rest my had in my lap, mimicking his actions. Running my finger back and forth over my own rising lump. We do this for a minute or so and just as I'm about to put my hand under my towel, Sean says "Sorry Man, I'm too fucking horny. I'm gonna have to wank, do you mind?".
I'm drunk and a bit confused, does he mean leave him to it or stay?
"Aye mate, sorry" and as I stand up to go, he grabs my wrist and pulls me back laughing.
"Where you going ya daft cunt, you clearly need to as well" he says looking towards my tenting towel. I sit back and laugh,
"Fuck sake, sorry. Totally man I'm choking".
The awkwardness is gone and as I lean back I pull open my towel and so does Sean. There in the light of the TV is his almost hard dick. Dark and thick, not overly hairy but neat and trimmed. His low hanging balls nestled between his thick thighs and I only now notice his tribal leg tattoo matches the one on his chest and arm.
He takes a grip of it and slowly pulls it up the way. My own 7 inches pulsing hard in my hand, I slowly wank. Watching the screen and at the side, watching him tease himself into a frenzy. Hes so fucking hot, I can still smell the freshness of the shower from him but detect that musk that only comes from a guy with an amount of chest and body hair in a summer heat.
The guys on screen are now exploring their own bodies, as they are spouting the usual porn shit and we start repeating them.
"Oh yeah, that's it, fucking hell" the usual garbage. Its then the shorter guy of the two places his hand on the other guys knee and slowly moves it up his thigh. Its tense, so far we've been in unison with the dudes sharing her and now it's switched up a notch. As his hand moves again I swallow hard, my mouth is dry. I see a flicker in the dark and as Sean changes hands on his dick, he places the one he was using on my leg. Bolts run though me and I jump as he sweezes it. Lost in his own thoughts. On screen the other guy reciprocated by feeling his playmates chest. I reach over and run my hands down his soft chest hair, heading down to his hard belly. As I move down, Sean moves up. Slowly, further. Breathing is becoming strained as we know what's coming.
The two guys on screen now seem uninterested in the bitch and finally clasp their fingers round each others dicks. I can feel the heat from Sean's groin, as his little finger grazes my smooth nuts. Just as we are both about to finally do it, we briefly glance at each other. As if to say "go ahead, its fine" and without looking we do it. In unison, his hard dick in my hand and mines in his. We close our eyes and move our heads back. Just enjoying the feeling of another hand pulling our cocks in rhythm.
"Yeah, feel my dick" one of the guys said and I don't know why but I repeated it.
"Pull it. Faster" Sean whispered in return. I obliged. For what seemed like ages we just done this. Throwing in the occasional horny dialogue as the movie unfolded. Lost in the moment. With the drink, the weed and the long night I think we were both slightly delirious.
One of the guys said "Suck my dick man" and in an almost dream like state I said "Yeah, suck it". I don't know why, it just came out. The rhythm of our jerks slowed. Hesitantly he stopped. "Fuck" I thought. Blown it. There was a short silence, only stopped by the sound of one of the guys on the telly getting his cock licked by the other guy, now on his knees in front of him.
"You sure mate? You don't mind?" broke our silence.
What the hell? He was asking me if I minded? I turned, looked into his hungry, half stoned brown eyes, smiled and nodded towards my knob. No words, no idea who I though I was ordering this... this man way older than me to suck me off. He lowered his head, watching the guys on screen as he paused in awe above my dick. Slowly letting his tongue out, it touched my tip and he licked. Taking in a glistening string of sweet pre cum. He licked his lips, pulled back my foreskin and lowered his mouth over the head of my cock. He was warm, wet and welcomed my dick like he'd been wanting it all night. Down my shaft, back up. Swallowing my now leaking dick juice. Slurping like the guys in the movie. I move and lie back along the couch, speading my legs as he gets up to allow me to rest my head on the arm and spread out. His outline against the TV light. Sturdy and hard, cock swinging. I needed it in my mouth, I wanted to taste him. The film was now in the back of our minds. It was just him and I. He came over to the end sofa and crawled between my legs, slowly lowering his larger frame onto me, hands either side of my shoulders, keeping his full weight from me as if doing push ups. Gently easing his solid dick to rest upon the length of mine. If the slight touch of it in the shower was electric then this was euphoric. The heat of it as he gently ground his on mine, staring at me. There wasn't any worry about gay or straight or whatever. This was just sex, between two people. Two people clearly into each other.
"I've never done anything like this man, swear to God. Wanted to but. Hope this isn't freaking you out" he almost whispered as hes looking right into me.
Nothing needs said, I grab the back of his neck and pull him down. Taking breath from me as he lays onto me almost fully. Bringing his face to mine and we kiss. Hard and passionately. His stubble scratching over my clean shaven face, I wish I could grow stubble. His tongue is in my mouth and I can smell the heavenly aroma of man coming from him. With his fit dad bod gathering heat between us, he moves to lower himself again but I need more. I wriggle underneath and tell him to turn round and face the other way, to which he happily obliges. The view I have as he does is immense. Watching from the underside, close up to his ball sack.
As he slowly guides my cock back into his mouth I grab his and ease it into mines. He lowers his hips and I keep swallowing, not giving myself time to savour the moment I'm so hungry for it. It slides in to the back of my throat and the taste and smell of him is intoxicating.
"Fuuuuck" Sean moans onto my cock head in between slurping at it. He's slowly thrusting now and my nose is buried in his balls, breathing deep. I pull him out to lick up the length of his shaft, up to his balls and onto that sweet spot between ball sack and arse crack. He jumps and pauses. Neither have ever gone this far, the guys on screen are already fingering each other after doing exactly where we are heading. I part his cheeks and pull him down. Sean's tight, sweet hole lands square on my wet tongue. I flick it and push, as he let's out an almighty moan
"Oh my god, that's it, oh that's it baby...".
Baby? I had him exactly where I wanted. I carried on rimming him as he jacked me until he pulls away. His large hands grabbing my waist and the room spins, I'm disoriented until I realise I'm facing the TV again. His hands grab my ankles, pushing my legs into the air and he's on his knees. Licking my nuts, hungrilly munching his way to my hole now. His mouth covers it, and his tongue glides over it. Poking the tip in and getting me wet. What the fuck was this feeling? I had never been past slight ass play before, neither had he from what I could gather so this was new territory for us both.
We stayed like this for a while. Him eating me, stubble dragging across my sensitive hole, sending shivers all over me. I still wanted more, I had to. This time I got him to kneel on the sofa, facing the door away from me. I buried my face between his arse cheeks again, making his hole slippery. As he wanked looking round at me I tickled his ring with the tip of my finger. "Oh fuck" he yelled again, I pushed in a little further. "OH FUCK!" again he moaned, moving his arse back to push further.
"Yes man, this is what I've been waiting for". I could understand why. Loads of guys are into the idea of anal play, but when push comes to shove the either bottle it or embrace it. And his hoop was clamping my finger like it would never let go.
I stood behind him and wanked onto his exposed man hole. Playing with it, sliding my cock head over it, pausing to push slightly. Checking he was ok. He spun onto his back, his heavy, hairy legs in the air. He looked like he wanted this as much as I did.
"Put it in me mate, its ok". It was my turn to lift his heavy legs, pushing them back as I Iined up my dick to his hole. Looking deep into his handsome face, staring through me in anticipation. I met with slight resistance.
"Just relax mate. Take it easy" said me, like I was a pro or something. Having never fucked or been fucked, I felt like one of us had to be in control. And it was me, a twink nearly a dozen years his junior, holding all the cards, about to fulfil our fantasies we had held for so long.
I held onto his shoulders and pushed. It needed lube and we had nothing, so a well aimed spit would do. I eased again, the head popped in, his head threw back "FUUUCK!". He wasn't hurt, he was in awe of the new sensation. We held there for a minute as his hole opened to accommodate my now pulsating cock. Slowly, slowly easing up. Staring at each other, lost in lust. As I pushed to the hilt he took a deep breath and I lunged in for the most passionate kiss I've ever had. Tongues fighting, sharing all, connected by cock and hole.
I started slow but we both knew this wouldn't take long. My hands on his manly chest, sliding in and out. Sean's cock slapping against his belly as the thrusts increased. I couldn't help it, earlier tonight he was one of the hottest guys I'd ever seen and now here he was, under me, being impaled by my cock inside him. Sweating in the summer heat, joined in ecstasy, rhythmically fucking as one. We looked directly at each other one last time.
"Mate, I cant hold any more" I said to Sean between breaths. He was miles away, looked down at his cock, grabbed my arse with both hands pulling me deep and looked back to me as he started to shoot his load, hands free. Ropes of silky white cum covered his hairy, flat stomach. He gripped his hole around my dick as I started to unload inside him. Wave after wave, my jizz deep inside him as we both moaned in unison. It felt like it just kept coming. On and on, until my balls were drained and the last drops of cum leaked from him as I massaged his prostate with my cock head in his cum laden hole. That moment is one of the greatest I've ever had, just lost in time.
Sweating, I leaned down and kissed him, still in him. His cum sandwiched between us. I got up and ran my finger over my belly, scooping up some of his dad juice and sucked it off. He tasted as amazing as I thought. I slowly, reluctantly pulled out of him and collapsed next to him on the sofa. He put his head on my shoulder, still panting like a tired out puppy. "Wow. Just... fucking wow" he managed to spur out.
"I know, that was amazing. Are you ok?".
"Fuck aye, not going to lie but that was everything I was hoping it would be. Thanks". He sat up and looked at me again, still smiling. He leaned down and we kissed again. Longer that I thought we would, there was still a passion and want there. I hoped. We were so tired now, and my eyes were closing. I got up and went through to my room and no longer had he pulled out his bed and put his covers on than I heard a key in the door. It was his mum! I jumped into my bed and heard a muffled conversation, only catching bits here, both of them sounding cheerful and his mum asking if we had settled and got acquainted. If only she knew.
The door closed again and I heard Sean fixing the latch on. My door opened and he came into my room, wearing his joggies.
"That's them all away to the cabin and golfing for the weekend. Back on Monday afternoon they said".
"Oh right, aye no worries. Job starts on Tuesday so makes sense".
"Just letting you know we'll not be bothered then, know if you had plans or that?".
"No mate, got fuck all planned" I said back half laughing, half hoping this was an indication we'd maybe be keeping each other busy.
"What about getting some shut eye then, could get a wee drink and that again later on? There's a cracking pub in the village that does food and a decent pint?".
"Aye mate, sounds good" I replied as walked over and playfully fist bumped my shoulder.
"Sorted" he said and walked out, leaving my door open. My heart jumped at the thought he might have got in bed with me but I knew never to expect too much from guys like us.
We were both still new to this side of ourselves although I had been exploring mines a bit more freely than Sean. He went through to the living room and my eyes closed.
I was awoken a couple of hours later to the sound of the shower being switched on. I rubbed my eyes and watched as Sean stepped under the warm spray. That arse only hours ago I was deep inside. Feeling a little empty, he turned and flashed that fucking smile again.
"Hurry up and get in, 5 minutes remember".
I sprung up, and jogged into the shower with him. He slapped my ass and it gave a whack as I got under the water with him. No awkward dick touches here now, we were too to toe and cock to cock as he squirted shower gel in my hair. "Definitely need a curer, it's your round as soon as we're in the pub by the way" he joked.
"Yeah no bother, suppose I owe you for taking it earlier" I cheekily replied.
"Aye, that's your round next time as well" he said as he grabbed my arse cheek and squeezed it.
I gulped nervously yet secretly something flipped in me. We continued washing and as he went off to get dried and changed. We had the whole weekend to ourselves, and the next three months to take things wherever they were going to go. And they went places I could never have imagined at that moment.
Pt. 2 coming soon. Sean continues to enjoy his freedom and experimenting with me, we can hardly keep our hands off each other on site and getting caught in the dunes brings out an unexpected side in the both of us. The Polish plasterer can't go without a mention either...
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