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Ronny was his name; a handsome 45-year young bear type of a guy. He was the owner of Holland and Son, Inc., a modular home re-locator service. Nick was his son, a chip off the old block at 25 years old. As I remember, it was the week of Thanksgiving that my life was drastically changed forever. I needed to have a trailer moved about 20 miles to a more accessible location for my rental property. Due to Hurricane Katrina, most of the movers were working for FEMA and claimed to be unavailable for up to two months. I ran across an ad in a local paper for Holland and Son, who was about 50 miles away from my original location. I decided to give them a call and see if they were available and if so, how much it would cost.

The price was reasonable and they were available. The date and time was set for the move. I made sure that everything was ready for their arrival. When the two of them got to the trailer, they jumped into action jacking the trailer up and untying the tie downs. Both men had a huge bulge in their jeans that could not be overlooked.

Ronny was a clean, but unshaven brawny man. I enjoyed watching him at work. I am sure that he noticed my admiration. Everywhere he went, I was close behind him to ask or answer question. He was easy to talk to. He had a great smile and deep blue eyes. Both of the men filled out their jeans with a beautiful ass.

Nick went about his work with vigor. How nice it is to see a young man be such a self-starter. I learned that Nick had just finished a 4- year hitch in the Marines. That would explain his physical condition, multiple tattoos and his work ethic. They hooked up and moved the trailer down the road to it’s new location without any problems.

I went and sat on the tailgate of my truck while they did what they came to do, set the trailer back up into operation. The day had been long and at that point both of them were inside the trailer when Ronny came to the door and called me to come in. My heart jumped, as all I needed was a problem with the move. What could it be, a busted toilet? I thought everything was in order. Walking in I did not see anyone in the front part of the trailer, so I walk toward the bedroom. “We’re in the bathroom. Nick needs to show you something.” Ronny said.

DAMN! Nick was standing facing me naked. He did not have a stitch of clothing on. I started to ask if he had damaged his cloths and needed a fresh change when Ronnie came into the room from behind me. Now if you are familiar with mobile homes, you know that the bathrooms are not large. We are talking about three large adult men here. Ronny too was nude. He said, “we are finished with this job and now it is time for you to pay. Get on you knees and show my boy some appreciation for his hard days work” Of course, I attempt to protest the request. Both of them put their hands on my shoulder and pushed me to the floor. They have rehearsed this a time or too, it would seem. I was sandwiched in-between the two hot men that I have been admiring all day long. Now I was being asked to suck their cock as payment for their work. I had no option but to do as I was told.

Nick’s Dick was 8 inches uncut and surprisingly thick. The tip of the head went into my dry mouth and then from behind a force pushed me forward forcing me to ingest the entire length of meat. I felt the pressure of Ronny’s cock on the back of my head. My eyes were able to look upward and I learned that they were kissing, father and son. They were very passionate in their kissing, almost as if they did not even notice that I was there. They started nipple play and Nick was rocking his hips back and forth in a steady rhythm that seemed to get faster. He was making low tone sounds that gave me the clue he was about to blow his load in a big way. He did and he kept pumping my face until every last drop was gone.

Nick spoke for the first time all day, “That was good, thank you. Now you owe my dad some respect. Dad, I think you will enjoy this.” They turned me around to face my next task. The Dick was larger than most men’s wrist. Ronny had at least a 9-inch with a girth of 5 inches and it too was uncut. “Please, don’t make me do this. I have never done anything like this before. I did as you told me to, now just leave me alone.”

“Hell no, you bastard! You owe my dad his turn for all he has done for you today. He could have taken FEMA trailers to the coast and made twice as much as you paid. Now get your pussy mouth over there and suck that Dick like a man.” Nick barked the order like a marine sergeant.

I attempted to take the head and then a little of the shaft. Ronny was horny, as I have ever seen a man. The two of them did most of the work. All I did was open my mouth as they made love to each other. Ronny had a pair of low hangers that a bull would be proud of. In a matter of minutes, I had most of his cock in my mouth and must have been enjoying the experience, as I too had an erection in my pants.

When Ronny was ready to blast his cum, they squeezed tight together making it hard to breathe. I had no choice but to swallow what seemed like a gallon of spunk.

I was in a daze when they left, but I think I remember them saying, “Call us again when you are ready to move. We like the way you do business.” I did not have any plans to buy anymore trailers until that day. Now I have bought and moved five into my new park. You bet I called Holland and Son, Inc. for every one of them. The last few weeks have been very enjoyable. My son will join me on the next one. I think he will enjoy what I have learned.

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