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Addition To The House

by Dick E. Studmann


I decided to add on to my house, but didn¹t want to do the work myself. Hey, I'm a teacher, and really dedicated to my work, and can hardly drive a straight nail, so I figured I needed to hire someone to do what I wanted done. I wanted to add a bedroom suite with a huge bathroom, hot tub, and double shower. In addition, I wanted to add an office on the side, as I did so much work at home. Since I lived alone, and worked long hours, I needed to get this done by someone I could trust. I had heard about Dan and John from a friend. They were builders, owned their own construction company, and did what a friend of mine called "first quality work." I decided to call them to tell them what I wanted. I spoke to Dan over the phone and learned that he was the one who put ideas into designs, while John was the workhorse of the team, lining up materials orders, coordinating the work site, and making sure the job got done. We set up a meeting for a couple of weeks later, after Dan could do some drawings. The guys came to my house one evening to share their plans. Dan came in first, while John walked around the outside to see what the roof line looked like, the foundation, and some other things. Dan was about 38 years old, had dark, straight hair, beautiful blue eyes, and a slim, but muscular build. He had a firm grip when we shook hands, and long fingers. As he passed me I noticed his jeans tag, something I¹m really good at spotting, size 32, 36. He looked around. I noted his tight ass, his long, solid legs, and his fine, firm pecs. I could see them under his tight T-shirt, which was revealed when he pulled off his flannel over shirt. I was getting so hot just looking at him, knowing that he was once married and had a couple of kids. Just then John came in. He was about an inch taller than Dan and a little broader in the shoulders. He has sandy blond hair, and a square, hard face. But when he smiled, it softened a little. His eyes were blue also. He shed his Carhartts jacket and had bib overalls on under, with no shirt under that. He had plenty of light brown hair on his chest, shoulders and arms. I thought if he were darker, he¹s be a gorilla, but the light hair was very attractive. John also had a firm grip and long fingers. His jeans were a little larger than Dans, 34, 36. He looked to be about 30, or 32 at the most. He was so energetic, watching him bounce around reminded me of a kid. Finally Dan and John sat at my kitchen table, revealed their plans, and we discussed money. It was all very agreeable to me. Finally I asked, "Will you both be working on the project?" Dan answered in a deep bass voice that hinted a slight southern drawl, "Yeah. We¹re the only workers we¹ve got, and this project is basically our only one right now. It¹s kind of the off season for building." "Hey, great," I said enthusiastically, "When can you start?" John perked up, "How about Monday? We¹ll need to line some things up, but I¹m sure we can get it together by Monday." "That¹s fine with me. I'm in school all day so you can have the run of the place." "Great," Dan said. "We¹ll start Monday." They left and I imagined all kinds of things. I imagined them both being gay, horny, and ready to go at it all the time. They were both hunks, and I knew that they did good work, but I just couldn¹t believe that they might be man-sex maniacs that I could possibly participate with. My hard on was raging, and my hand was already working it feverishly. When I looked down, I could envision both pairs of long fingered hands massaging my dick and balls, and I blew a load that messed up the kitchen floor some. Oh, this was going to be good. Monday I left the door open, and made sure the frig had food and beer, and left them a note to eat whatever they wanted. I¹d be home late. That, of course, was not true, but rather a ploy to trick them and to see if I could catch them doing something, as I suspect they do every day. I knew that school was out early that day because of an in service, and I had already begged off the program because I had already been involved in that training. I knew that after 12:30, my time was my own! I arrived at the house about 12:45. When I went in it was pretty quiet. The trucks were outside, but I wasn¹t sure I could hear anything going on. I went to the kitchen and grabbed a beer. Then I started searching for the two construction hunks. I wanted to see what kind of work they were up to. I headed for the bedroom, and they weren¹t there. No evidence that they had been. I went to the bathroom. Nothing there. I headed to the basement. There was some evidence that they had been pulling down insulation and other stuff was in disarray. Just then I saw someone walk past the window outside, headed in the direction of an old shed in the back yard. I went quickly upstairs, went out the front, and quietly headed toward the shed. I could hear a commotion in the shed, but wasn¹t sure what it was. Then I heard voices. "Oh Dan," John said, So you think we should do this on the job site? What if he comes home and catches us?" "Hell, it won¹t matter," Dan chuckled. "Didn¹t you see his cock practically bust his pants the other night? He¹d just join us. Now get busy." I wondered what they were doing and couldn¹t see, but then heard, "God Dan, your dick tastes so damn good. Get that foot long hot dog all the way in." Then some groaning and some other shifting noises. "I¹m getting close," Dan yelled, then "Oh, oh, oh, yes, yes, YES!" Then it was quiet, and Johns said, "Oh Dan, I love being creamed and drinking down all your hot man juice. But my cock needs your attention. It¹s going to bust!" It was just then that I decided to pull the door open. There stood Dan, with his foot long dick now hanging limp and dripping. He had a beautiful, tan, muscular body with little hair. He looked shocked at first, but then put on a killer smile. John, on the other hand, was trying to hide his raging pecker, and having a great deal of difficulty. I thought perhaps his was uncut, but flying at full mast like that, I couldn¹t be sure. He was covered from head to toe with light brown fur, but it didn¹t completely conceal his hard body. Both men reminded me of models from porn sites on the internet, and looked like they were really kind of embarrassed about getting caught. "What the hell do you two think you¹re doing out here." I tried to appear angry, but my dick was betraying me. John mumbled something about it being their first time and they¹d never do it again, and Dan just smiled. Finally when John couldn¹t think of anything else to mumble, he stood erect and I could see that his raging rod needed servicing bad. "You know, John, I think I could help you relieve the pressure there." I was grinning from ear to ear when I said that. John finally got it and smiled. I grabbed his long fingers and led him out on the grass, laid him on his back, and started tongue whipping his stiff dick. He started a long low groaning, and my own cock was pulsating. Dan came to my rescue, moving next to me on his knees, and grabbing my dick with his hands. He finally placed it in his mouth and blew me until I exploded, just at the same time as John unloaded a gigantic load in my mouth. We all sat there for a minute, just kind of relaxing. Finally Dan spoke. "I knew you were going to hire us and that we were going to do more than build you an addition. I could see it in your eyes and in your crotch when we first met you." "How did you know I wouldn¹t throw you out on your ass today, you butt fucker? Maybe I¹m straighter than your plumb line." I wanted to sound severe, but couldn¹t pull it off. "It was the way your hands trembled when we shook hands," Dan said. "Yeah," John chimed in, "And the way you eyed our asses the other night. We knew. We went home and fantasized about the things the three of us could do. Blew our loads five times that night!" "God! You're kidding! So did I." I knew this was meant to be. I stood up and looked at the two of them. John¹s cock was indeed uncut and had retracted, and he was a gorgeous bear cub. Dan, on the other hand, was a hard body muscle man with a full broad dick. Now, as for me, the daddy bear type, with honed muscles and full wide dick. I think the three of us are going to be able to build a beautiful and useful bedroom suite. I can guarantee one thing.....it will be well broken in by the time it gets finished. Dan reached over and planted a man powered kiss on my lips. My cock twitched. John stood up and started massaging my pecs. His own uncut cock was in my hands already, being manipulated to new hardness. Dan's whale of a man pipe was already hard against my leg. I could go on and on, but it would fill volumes. Suffice it to say that the room took a lot longer to build than originally planned, but it came in way under budget. I guess there was some barter and trade value in what we did! Hell, I don¹t care, as long as I know the room is done and it¹s mine.....and Dan¹s and John¹s whenever they want.

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